The Raven (closed)

Emma had a smile of pure joy upon her face as she realized that she’d been trapped. He was like a strong lion, proud and dangerous as he cut off her only means of escape. She moved this way and that, trying to see if he would bite, but it seemed that Boar had her right where he needed.

“You should know that I don’t submit easily.” She said with a grin, knowing that submitting was just part of their little game.
 
"I can see tha', love," Boar drew closer and finally bolted forward to catch her by her hands. He pressed her back against the wall with her hands pinned playfully above her head in his own. He smirked playfully, leaning down to nip her ear lightly.
 
Emma let out a shriek as he suddenly leap forward, pinning her to the wall with her hands high above her head. She let out a little moan as he nipped her ear, so many promises that she felt her heart near to bursting.

“And what shall you do with me now?” She asked him, her body stretched out before him to take whatever he decided to give to her.
 
"I'm thinkin'... maybe I shouldn' do a thing," he grinned darkly, intent to tease. "What with yer bein' so badly b'haved, y'know..." He gave her ear another teasing nip before letting her go and walking away to get his clothes, interested in what she'd do about it.
 
“Don’t you dare, Boar.” Emma said as he teased her. She placed her hands on her naked hips, watching him as he started to walk away from her, telling her that she had behaved badly.

“Boar Ghis, I demand that you come back here and make love to me.” She said, putting her foot down both literally and figuratively.
 
"I don' know," he paused to cross his arms and face her. "Yer quite th' handful... ye'll 'ave t'ask nicely." That was worse than teasing her with kisses. He smirked away, knowing she'd either have to surpass pride or need.
 
"Boar." Emma said, a whine in her voice as he continued to deny her what she wanted. "Please, Boar? Please?"

She was begging him, completely out of her character as he stood there, waiting to see what she would do.
 
A rather amused and devilish grin settled into Boar's features, and he returned to her, his hands coming to caress the curve of her hips while he pressed his own in close. "Well... seein' as y'said 'please'..." Leaning in, he pressed a searing kiss to her throat.
 
Emma gave him a small grin as he embraced her hips, his strong fingers holding her in place as he dove in and kissed her throat passionately. She let out a sigh, her arms looping around his throat and holding him tightly, intent on not letting him get away this time.
 
Boar was entirely trapped by her beauty and charm, pressing his hardened shaft to her folds. He pressed her back to the wall once more, stealing her lips in a dark kiss before he smirked and turned her from him. He entered her body from behind in an incredibly primal and beastly way, starting slow to draw out all the pleasure from her that he could.
 
The kiss that her gave her made her toes curl, but Emma was soon gasping as he pulled from her body and pushed her around. She let out a whimper as he entered her from behind, her body pressed into the smooth stone wall before her as Boar took her without hesitation.
 
Boar kissed all across her bare skin as he sought to pleasure her, finding new things she enjoyed and using those he already knew. No man she'd ever had would've ever aimed for her pleasure above their own like Boar did. Seeing her enjoyment brought on his own, and he loved hearing how she moaned and spoke to him.

He found an even pace that allowed him to make love to her skin as he pleased whilst pumping into her core, his fingers wrapped tightly about the curve of her hips and waist.
 
Emma panted as her body heated under his kisses. She trembled with the force that he took her body and she moaned for the erotic feel of his thick cock pushing and pulling within her body. He was like no other lover that she'd ever had. He was kind and giving and completely over bearing. She loved every moment that his strong hands held her in place, making her take the pleasure that he was giving to her.

"Boar." She moaned, her forehead pressing against the stone wall before her as his hand wrapped about her hip.
 
Boar couldn't help a slight smirk to himself at how she moaned for him so needfully. He didn't let up for a moment, enjoying this new position immensely for its primal nature. "Tell me everythin' y'want, love," he growled aloud. "I'll do anythin' y'like..."
 
"More. I need more!" Emma cried out as she felt Boar gripping her skin tightly, thrusting into her with a power that she'd never felt before. "Boar!"

His name was on her lips as he road her like a beast in heat. She swore that he was about to split her in two and she would have begged him for more a thousand times over.
 
Boar shifted behind her, and that made all the difference, spiraling her into a dimension of hyper-ecstasy she had never known as his rock-solid cock struck a single tiny point within her body and he drove into it over and over without a single hint of mercy as he growled his own pleasure.
 
Emma felt her body clench tightly as the tip of his cock pressed in against a point that made her world go black. She distantly heard someone let out a cry of passion and pleasure before her body shook violently and she was cumming in a wet rush around him. The cries continued from her lips, her cheek pressed tightly against the stone wall as he gave her the most exquisite pleasure she'd ever known.
 
Boar pulled Emma's body back tight against his own, growling darkly as his seed surged into her belly, and he held her steady as her body was racked with pleasure. "Emma..." he groaned slowly.
 
Emma whimpered hotly as she felt Boar's seed branding her, filling her belly before seeping out to stain her thighs. She sighed, panting for the breath that he had so ruthlessly stolen from her.
 
Boar pulled slowly from her body and turned her round before he cradled her gently against his hard chest, kissing her temple lightly.
 
Emma leaned against his shoulder, taking the strength and support that he wanted to give her. She was a stubborn woman and would only take so much.

"Don't think that this means I'll give in and marry your, Boar." Emma said, trying to sound haughty. "We're just having fun."
 
"Ye've told me tha' already, love," Boar sighed softly, laying his head against her own. "I know." He let it go, and scooped her up into his strong arms to carry her back to his room. He was always so incredibly gentle, holding onto just the hope that, if they weren't going to marry, they would at least be together.
 
By the time they reached his room, Emma was asleep, exhausted as he tucked her between the sheets of his large bed. She let out a whimper as he tried to pull away, her fingers curling tightly around his arms as if she were afraid to let him out of her sight.
 
Boar couldn't help a small smile, and he decided to join her. Soon he drifted off too, at peace as much as he could be despite being unsure of his future. For several weeks, it was much the same. He treated her like a Goddess and asked nothing in return but her company. He drove himself into the ground some nights, trying to make everything perfect for her.
 
The days and nights with Boar had been blissful, she had to admit. Emma, however, wasn't one to wait idly for good fortune. She had been teasing him, enticing him ever deeper, until one day a letter arrived for her. It had the official seal of the court of England and she held her breath as she ripped it open, reading the note inside. That was where Boar found her that afternoon, standing before the fire with a glazed over look in her eyes, the letter held loosely in her fingers.
 
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