The Darker Side of Nothing.

The blush would brighten on her cheeks as she watched him in silence.
"Why do you look at me in such a way?" Her voice playfully soft. She would nuzzle closer to him, her skin cool to the touch.
 
Seeing her blushing brightly he smiles in such a way it was innocent yet lustful at the same time. ''Ye are a beautiful treasure ta behold dear, Ivory.'' Wrapping his left arm around her tracing a finger up her spine.
 
A tiny gasp would leave her as she closed her eyes, and goosebumps ravished her body. She would shiver and cling gently to him, the soft bareness of her breasts pressing against him in a tempting way. She would nuzzle her face into his neck and allow a small whimper to leave her.
 
He would nod in silence as he traced his fingers carefully up and down her soft back. His eyes would close as her scent filled his nostrils. The pitterpatter of his heart would lessen as e adjusted to her embrace.
 
The tiny gasp that escapes her full lips was what he'd hoped for, feeling the goosebumps beneath his big palm. The feel of her perfectly proportioned breasts softly pressed against his chest, a low gentle growl is drawn from him as she nuzzles whimpering against his neck. His hand with fingers spread pressed against her lower back, drawing her fair skinned petite body into full contact with his tanned body.

Lowers his head to her throat hot breath bathing her skin in warmth, his heated tongue trails along her alabaster skin as he tastes her. Feeling her pulse points throb beneath his tongue, kissing a path to her earlobe into his mouth sucking softly. Tugging it lightly with his teeth before he let it slip free, whispers sweet nothings few if any ever said this meant them except him.
 
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A low purr would leave her and her heart would.begin to race. Her pupils would dilate just the slightest and her nails would graze down his arms. A lowly, sweet moan would escape her lips as her ear met his mouth. Her hips would buck slightly before retreating shyly. Her body was peaking and her sensitivity increasing with his every touch. Her breathing would catch in her throat and she would listen as his sticky sweet voice filled her mind with candied words.

"Do you do this often?" Her soft voice would shakily challenge his actions in a purely playful way.
 
Bringing his hand from the small of her back her shapely hip, gliding over the narrowing of her waist. The feel of her buck against his manhood was so arousing, his hand continues to glide up cupping her breast tenderly. ''Hav'na in a very long time beautiful, Ivory.''
 
The movement of his rough hand caused chills to.cover her form again. She would coo softly, her soft, pink rose bud growing puffy and hard against his palm. Leaning up, she would speak delicately.
"I never have..."
Softly her lips would press to his in a loving manner. Her body pressing softly to his, as her small hands slipped down his torso, her fingertips catching on his under trousers and looping under their waistband. Her thin skirt would have a heat hidden under its cascading tiers.
 
Kneading her sensitive breast circling his large thumb around the little pink bud as it was now hard. Lifting his face to see her expression as she leans to speak delicately to him, listening closely as always with her. Meeting the sweet pout of her loving kiss, deepening their kiss another growl escapes him. The way her delicate hands slip down his chest sped his heart and breathing. Feeling her fingers curling about his waistband, he gradually let his left hand glide betwixt her thighs to teasingly stroke her nether curls.
 
She would gasp pulling from his left hand's fingers as instinct. Calming gradually she would gently press into his hand. The moisture of her sweet, untouched sex building on the fine curls of her mound.
Her tongue would seek his as she slowly began to remove the last of his clothing. Her cool, soft hands grazing down on either side of his shaft, until the under clothing could easily be kicked off.

Timidly her small right hand would allow its finger's tips to graze up the length of his still soft member.
 
He waited for her to calm and bring her heated moistened mound into his hand, cupping it completely he'd gently massage caressing the little nubbin with his thumb. His tongue found hers as they slowly dance with the others, a rumble she'd not her before sounded from deep within. The cause her hands along his shaft that quickly stiffened and rises into her hands. Getting free of his under garment as her fingertip a drop of his essence pools at his shafts head.
 
Her legs would twitch slightly, her eyes rolling back as she struggled to focus. Her breath would catch for a second against his lips as his manhood stood long and ready in her hands. A shy, but lovingly tender grasp would start at the base of his shaft, and while squeezing enough for the veins to dimple in with every careful inch covered, she would glide her soft, cool hand up to his puffy broad head.

While the other hand caressed his scrotum gently, the stroking hand would milk him slowly, and her sweet honey pot would throb, more of her sweet nectar would drip with each beat of her heart.

"Oh, Angus." She panted against his lips between lust driven kisses of passion.
 
She shivered at his gentle touch, listened to his heart slow down as he became accustomed to her. She continued to stroke his hair with a soft smile.
 
He too a deep breath as a shiver shot through his body, her shy tenderly loving grasp that milks his lengthy girth. A deep groan from him would let her know she was pleasing him, her response made him want her even more. Easing a middle finger into her unsullied womanly heat, finding to sensitive point inside her honeyed depths to continually stroke it expertly. "Grrrmmm...Ivory.'' He breathed raggedy with desire and met every kiss with equal passion.
 
"I wanted to be a mage, like I am now," she said softly with a smile. "But I wanted to be more of a healer, not a killer. I am very good at healing, one of the best. It was what I have strove for all of my life."
 
Her back.arched as his long digit pushed into her tightness. He just pushing back her hymen ashe penetrated her slit.
"Aaahnnn." She repeated over and over softly as her spot was rubbed. The moist walls clinging and throbbing around him.

Her hands would grip tighter as the worked his member over slowly. His bead of essence smeared up her cool tummy as the head was pushed into her.

Her tongue playfully fought his.
 
He could not contain his growing need to feel her sweet wetness envelope his engorged throbbing shaft.
Removing his middle finger as she squeezed her dripping wall around it, positioning his muscular hips between her cool sleek thighs, the slick head of his shaft rubbed between her nether lips hidden among her soft downy curls. The aroused nubbin above was rubbed against as well, breaking their deep tongue writing kiss he gazes into her eyes. ''Aye...Ivory...I need ye greatly dearest one.''
 
"Then why would you be a hired hand..." His voice soft at first, then as he continued a slight anger grew in his tone. "Why not go to the city, where health care is scarce. Help the injured, sick, poor too feeble and weak to help themselves... Why waste what you can do killing?"
 
"I am not welcome in the city," She said softly. "My kind is not accepted there. If I go into the city, I must be disguised and discreet. If everyone who was sick or injured there all of a sudden became healed, I would be sought out and made an example of. Believe me, Blithe, I wish I could. . . I wish I could. I did try a few times, I honestly did. I got chased out each time, nearly loosing my life. . ." Tears filled her eyes. "I wish I could do something there," she whispered.
 
She looked to him with a softly worried expression but trusting eyes, the heat from her wetness clashed with the cool softness of her skin. She closed her eyes slowly. "Be gentle... I am very small."
Her voice shook softly as she clung to his arms.
 
She gave a soft smile, hope fluttering in her chest. "Thank you, dear," she whispered. "Thank you."
 
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