The Darker Side of Nothing.

The way she nibbles the side of his neck he breathes out a deep sigh, as her hand rests against his chest. Feeling the water cooling about their bodies, reluctantly they would have to get out before much longer. ''We have to get out afore the water chills too much.'' His thick Scottish brogue rumbles deeply in the large tub, slowing rising to his feet with her held close in his arms. Leaning over just enough so she could get a large fluffy towel, stepping from the tub he let them drip dry a moment. Walking out of the bathing room, he knew she would point and say where her bedroom was.
 
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The very little benefit Erin had gained from training at the rogue encampment had finally seen fruition. Erin hadn't realized how much of a turn-on voyeurism was, and was delighted at feeling like a complete pervert, hidden just out of sight watching the whole affair unfurl.
 
He finally reached the very top of her sweet untaken sex. His long tongue drug across its surface slowly.leaving the warmth of his saliva behind.

Gradually he pushed the wet muscle between her lips and tasted her instantly. He chuckled softly as the very tip of his tongue flicked across her clit.
 
She had to hold onto his hair a little tighter as his tongue found her virgin sex, gasping and squirming, her legs widening a little bit.
 
Curled like a child in his arms with the towel in hand she gently dried his face. Pointing behind him to the very end of the hall a door black as night could be seen.
Though the sun now danced in the sky outside, the cottage seemed dark, and quiet. The old door shimmered softly, as if infused with a layer or silver.
"Mind your head." Her sweet voice cooed as her thin hand pushed the door open.
The room was warm, with a small fireplace hidden in the back. A window rested at the east side and hiding the sun's rays two thickly hand dried pelts. She patted down his chest gently speaking again. "All the animals here were once my companions... I have preserved them after death by using their hide... None, I promise, are wolf."
The bed rested across from the window, the sheets flickered crimson like the fury's rage filled eyes. The billows were black skin, of a rabbit and the top blanket was bear.
The floors were dark like the door and shimmered with silver underlays. The walls too matched, and iron candle holders mounted the walls.
The chimney to the fireplace did not exit the top, but the back.of the house. Its smoke could only be seen from the mountain's top behind the house.
Every wooden structure looked worn, and well used. All of it visibly hand crafted.
Attention would be drawn back to the bed and its large canopy, all around it rested hand sewn curtains. Pure silk gathered from the worms of the forest. The sheets too, silk and the crimson, a strong dye made of sheep's blood.
"My home," She spoke softly. "Is of the forest... And those used to make it, were not killed in vain."

She slipped from his grasp and finished drying her body. "I do not kill... Without having purpose, for every part of the animal."
 
He quickly removed his pants and under cloth and lifted her legs by the knees. He couldn't hold himself back anylonger.
Gently he spread her legs and rubbed the head of his shaft on her tiny opening and leaned up pressing his lips to hers.
"Relax... This will hurt."
 
"Will it hurt a lot?" she asked softly, quivering a little bit, but trusting him. She wrapped her arms around his neck loosely, just in case she needed something to hold onto. She forced her mind and body to relax.
 
"Yes... Quite a lot." He spoke softly as he slipped his hands under her ass. He kissed her softly and began to pull her hips to him, his head pushing and pushing into her hole.
The feeling of her wetness pushing against.his head caused chills to race through him.
"Oh god..." He whispered softly as her hymen gave way and he glided inside, stretching her soft walls.
 
She gave a loud cry of pain as he pushed back the sensitive tissue that covered her entrance, clinging to him, whimpering softly.
 
"Shhh... Shhh breathe love, breathe."
Slowly he pushed the full length of his girthy shaft all the way back to her cervix. He.kissed her.slowly and rested there for a moment as she calmed down.
"Are you okay?"
 
She calmed down and nodded, feeling safe, her body screaming but her mind calm. "I'm alright, love," she whispered.
 
"HA!" thought Erin, massaging its crotch behind the window "I've caught the jackpot! A real live deflowering." Sex, being Erin's second love to thievery
 
"HA!" thought Erin, massaging its crotch behind the window "I've caught the jackpot! A real live deflowering." Sex, being Erin's second love to thievery
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He pulled from her slowly, the veins in his shaft throbbing, a release and sense of relief could be felt as he exited. He stopped as his rad caught on her engrave and slowly he slid into her again. His arms looped under the small of her back and he nuzzled her lovingly.
 
She felt him exit, then enter her again and she moaned softly, still whimpering, but not as loud as she originally was, she nuzzled into his neck and kissed it gently.
 
He body shuddered as her softness stretched to fit him. He kissed her gently, all along her neck and jaw line.

Gradually he gained a slow deep pattern, every thrust his abs tightened against her and loosened as he retreated. Deep throaty grunts left him every two to three careful strokes.
 
She was soon craving his gentleness and his kisses, moaning softly, shivering against him with a soft smile.
 
As his pleasure built his thrust sped up, he pushed in and out of her faster and faster now, his full scrotum lightly tapping her rear. His grunts turn to gentle groans and he sucks and kisses on her throat jaw cheek and eventually lips.
 
She suddenly started whimpering and her body began shaking and she clung to him tighter, kissing him.
 
He smiled broadly as he felt the build in the pit of his stomach he slowed his pace again to have enough time to speak.
"I'm about to finish, where do you want it?"
 
He nodded and begun to speed up, resting his forehead on her shoulder as he did. His hot breath would dance across her skin and a slight swelling of his testicles would take place.

His grunts would intensify slightly and become more frequent. His hips would smack against her body slightly as the tightening formed again in his lower abdomen. His breathing would become labored, and he would shake slightly.

"It's coming" his whispered before he let out an animalistic groan. String after string would shoot from.his shaft, and his arms would tremble slightly. In fact his whole body shook.as he caught his shaky breath.
 
She felt it enter her, felt his body shake, heard his cry of release, before letting one out herself, her body quivering even as she clung to him, trying to stop it, but failing, pleasure washing over her like she was standing under a waterfall in the forest, her chest heaving from the effort.
 
He pulled her against him. Holding her closely as the image of them flickered. "Good morning beautiful." Was all he could manage before his eyes opened.

He found himself lying naked with her. Her soft nude body pressed to his. How they had gotten naked he would never know, but he did recognize the aching, empty feeling in his stomach. The "Dream" they had shared had been a wet one... And it was all over her.
 
Her eyes fluttered open and they found his. "Good morning," she whispered softly, not caring that they were both nude or what just happened. She was just happy for every night that she was in his arms and she could share her dreams with him.
 
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