Quiet | By : cherylgebo Category: +M through R > MyCandyLove Views: 1678 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Come on!"
"But...Lysander I'm scared!"
"It's alright, I got you."
Violette poked her head through the hole in the floor of the loft. The moon shone through just right, lighting up Lysander's silver hair. She allowed him to put his arms through the entrance, and grasped her ribs. Gently, but quickly, he pulled her up with her gripping his shoulders, and set her on the floor.
She came up to his chest, and leaned her head on him, her normal little pieces of braided hair down by her face, framing with wavy hair. She could see out the area for the hay bales to come through, at the moon shining in.
"It's...beautiful." She said, glancing out at the rolling pastures of green grass.
"This is my favorite place to be. We used to have bunnies up here."
She heard a noise as her boyfriend sat on a bale of hay, watching her. She had seen where he got his two toned eyes, seen where he slept, and even played as a boy. She went over to him, and he pulled her into his lap. He stroked her hair while she watched a spider make a web in the corner of the door.
"It's quiet out here."
"That was the reason I loved it. No one to bother me, except Leigh."
Speaking of, they could see the other two walking slowly amongst the grass and hay. Typical Leigh the night owl. She curled into him more, the moon lighting up her purple eyes.
"Lysander..."
"Yes love?"
"Do you love me?"
He thought it was a odd question.
"Of course I do."
"No." She sat up, and looked directly into his green and yellow eyes.
"Violette?"
"Do you love me?"
It was that question. Did he? Of course he did. Was he in love? His brow furrowed. She became worried. What if he said no? What he got up and left her there? He looked at her.
"Yes." It was a solid yes.
Solid. No waver. No nothing. His eyes had locked on hers when he said it, and he was blushing like a school kid getting caught kissing a girl on the lips for the first time ever.
"Prove it?"
Could he? Could he really whip it out and push it in?
"Yes."
She leaned in, capturing his lips in a loving kiss. He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, closing his eyes and opening his mouth. She didn't dare take the first step towards kissing him in such a manner yet, so she let herself go limp, telling him that she was willing to do what it took to please him.
It wasn't going to take much as he slid his tongue into her mouth, massaging hers and trying to get her to do the same. When she wouldn't, he got up, and picked her up, holding her by her bottom with her legs wrapped around his waist.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going to put you down somewhere comfortable." He said, and carried her to a pile of loose hay.
She giggled as he nestled them into it, leaning against the soft hay that fell from bundles of the rest. He sat on his knees between hers, nuzzling and kissing her. He pushed her legs open with his hands, and kissed under her chin, slipping down gently. She felt his teeth on her neck as he reached up under the skirt, then suddenly, but slowly, he retracted his hands.
"Lysander." Violette whined in a soft voice.
He pulled her into a hug, holding her close to his body. While like that, Lysander gently reached behind, and unbuttoned the dress she was wearing. She arched her back, allowing him easier access as he pulled the string apart in the back, and hooked his fingers on the now split back, and pulled the fabric apart and away.
She crossed her arms over her bra covered breasts, closing her legs to hide herself from him as he slid the dress away from her body. He took her back in his arms, kissing her and licking. She moaned when he took a breast from her bra, sucking gently on the nipple. She whimpered a bit as his hand reached around, fumbling to unhook the garment.
He finally managed it, and gently took the small piece of fabric from her body. Next was her panties. He was hoping he could get them off of her. He slid his hands down, his lips on hers, and hooked his thumbs into the sides of her panties. Violette whimpered, and he kissed her cheek.
"It'll be fine."
"P-promise?"
"Yes."
She wrapped her arms around his neck, and used his shoulders to pull herself up enough to allow him to fluidly take off her panties. She felt her bare bottom land back on the hay, and it set in. She was really going to have sex with this boy. She pulled him to her, and stripped him of his plaid green over shirt. She gripped his bare shoulders, hoping he would take his white tank off.
He reached down, his eyes flicking to her breasts as he tore off his tank. She had never seen his torso before, he always wore so much. She ran her hands over his sides, her thumbs feeling his abs. He giggled.
"That tickles!"
"You're ticklish?"
"Very."
"I didn't know that." She dragged her fingers again, making the white haired young man laugh.
When he got himself together, he shed his blue jeans and brown boots. She felt his arms wrapping around her, and something rubbing against her core. She knew what it was, but was unsure if she could go that far now, she was having second thoughts.
Maybe Lysander sensed this, because he soon became extremely gently with her, only kissing her lips. When she relaxed in his arms and begun to emit little sounds, he moved down to her throat, sucking gently. She felt the pull on her skin, and moaned as she tilted her head, allowing him much more access.
When he moved, he went down to her breasts, licking each nipple until it hardened. She closed her eyes, and he moved...down. Was he going to go down on her? Would he really do that? Just the thought made her insides quiver with want and lust. He kept going, nipping and kissing down her belly until he reached her core.
She was breathing slightly heavier, and turned her head away as he took her thighs, and placed them on his shoulders. He held them, and leaned in, placing his lips and tongue on her parts. Violette gasped as his tongue ran up the folds of her core, and she shivered. He wasn't touching her clit yet, but she wished he would.
Lysander closed his eyes, and let his mouth take over. He felt along with his tongue, trying to find her entrance. He noticed that the lower he went, the wetter the area got. He finally found it, and licked around, dipping the tip of his tongue in every now and then, making her moan and arch her back. She was so sensitive and it felt so good.
He moved back up, finally getting to her little love button. He felt that she was swollen, and she gave a small cry when he begun to flick it with his tongue. Her legs jolted, and she moaned out, placing her hand on his head. He begun to use his tongue in a stronger manner, making her thighs shake.
She rolled her hips up, wanting more pressure. He gave it to her, licking harder. She started to rock her hips on his lips, hoping to reach orgasm soon.
"Oh..ah. L-Lysander!"
He looked up at her as she rolled up, then he held her hips there. The waves begun to roll, and she blushed, holding herself up on her palms, keeping her body against his lips. Her moaning soon lightened ,and she stilled against him. Lysander pulled his mouth away to see her juices spread from one thigh to the other.
He didn't think she got that wet. He reached down, and gripped himself. He never felt that hard before. He licked his lips and moved up, kissing her. She could taste herself on his tongue and lips, and reached down, knowing she would have to at some point or another. She took ahold of him, and she heard Lysander moan her name.
"Violette!"
She looked up at him, then she started to stroke his length. He was rock solid hard in her hand, and throbbing like a bastard. He leaned against her, but she didn't want him to.
"L-lay back..." She said,
Lysander looked at her, and gave her a kiss before moving to lay on his back. He put his hands under his head to support himself, listening as she moved about. He was about to look down when he felt something hot and wet engulf his member.
"Ah!"
His eyes widened and he arched his back, slightly lifting his hips up off the ground. He stared up at the loft's roof, groaning as she bobbed her head, sliding her tongue up and down his shaft while sucking. He closed his eyes, focusing on the hot feeling on his shaft. He moaned.
He groaned as he bucked his hips, wanting her to take the rest of him into her mouth. She closed her eyes, and willingly took him in down until the tip of her nose hit his skin. She gagged against him.
"Ah! V-Violette!" Lysander cried out, his body starting to shake.
She looked up at him, and brought her head up slowly, scraping her teeth gently on his length. Lysander made noises that she took for pleasure sounds, and brought her head up, sitting up. He was panting, and sat up slowly, taking her head in his hands and kissing her. He tasted himself on her lips, and pulled her close to get more.
He pushed her back against the soft hay pile, and spread her legs apart, ready to take the plunge. She was wet. He was hard. Lysander held her close, waiting for her to give him the okay while he kissed her neck. Violette went over the pros and cons in her head. She loved him enough to do this. She trusted him enough to do this.
"Okay." She said softly, and he reached down, picking up her thighs.
She closed her eyes as he reached down, and spread her lips apart, taking ahold of his member to help guide him. The only thing in his mind was what if he wasn't enough for her? What if she laughed and left him?
He pulled his hips back, and aligned them. He gently pushed himself in, looking down to watch. She was hot and wet, pulling him into her body. Violette's nails were digging into his skin, and she let a small sob out of her as he stretched then broke her membrane. He saw the blood creep out, onto the floor and on his shaft.
"Want me to stop?"
"N-no..."
He hugged her to him, and finished pushing in, completely filling her. Her crying was soft, and against his throat. He held her, hugging her, comforting her.
"O-okay...move."
Lysander let her lay back against the pile, and he moved his hips. She made a soft noise, and looked down. She could see her small breasts moving a bit as he moved at a normal pace, getting her used to the feeling of sex. He soon leaned in, hearing her breathing hitched and kissed her, biting her bottom lip and pulling.
She moaned softly, and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She was starting to become vocal with him.
"Lysander." She moaned out, arching her back against him as he went deeper into her cavern.
He breathed out heavily, trying to keep his mind intact. She arched her back, and raised her arms above her head, resting on the pile of hay that they were making love against. She bent her arms, and let them dangle around and above her head as he took her by the ribs, pulling her close to kiss her.
She suddenly wrapped her arms around his body, holding him close.
"Violette!"
"Oh Lysander.." She rolled her hips, kissing him.
He never heard her voice husky like that. She dragged her lips from his mouth to his ear, nibbling gently as he begun to pick up his pace. She started to swear, making Lysander astonished. She kissed him, holding him so close to her, her body quivering with lust and excitement of her first internal orgasm. He felt something on his shaft, and moaned. She looked up at him.
"Lysander...I think I'm gonna come!" She said, arching her back against him.
The words alone drove him absolutely crazy for her. He pulled himself out completely from her quivering core, and slammed himself back in.
"Oh fuck!" Violette cried out, shocking Lysander a bit more.
He looked at her wide eyed as she continued her little swearing bout as he drove himself into her repeatedly.
"Fuck! Lysander I'm coming!" She yelled out, climaxing.
He rode her through it, moaning gently in her ear. Violette bucked.
"Lysander please!"
"Please what?"
"Fuck me already!" She looked him straight in the eyes.
Lysander's eyes damn near popped out of his head upon hearing her swear in such a manner. He kissed her roughly, and pounded her. She screamed out, scratching her nails down his arms. He moaned from the feeling, his ardeline pumping faster by the minute. He was on edge, he was about to blow.
He groaned in her ear, saying softly that he was coming. Sure enough, she felt something hot in her, making him slip out of her body. He held onto her as he leaked out his seed onto her thighs and core, his body shaking from the results. They held onto each other, smiling and kissing gently, talking quietly into the night.
"I hope no one heard me." Violette said as Lysander got up.
"I doubt it." She watched him dig through a box, then pulled out a large quilt.
He walked back to them, and wrapped the quilt around their naked bodies. She cuddled into him, laying against the hay pile. He kept them warm through the night, and even when the sun rose, they still found themselves awake, and slightly chilly. She curled up to him more, finally feeling the effects of their love making, her eye lids becoming heavier with each minute passing. He pushed some of her purple hair off her face, and smiled.
She slowly fell asleep next to him. He continued to baby her hair, smiling as she softly smiled in her sleep.
"Lysander? Baby where are you!?"
Lysander slowly awoke to his mother calling for him. He sat up, and stretched his long arms above his head, groaning as his body cracked to life. He put his hands on his lower back, and smiled at the naked girl next to him. He wondered how many more times he would be able to get away having sex with her.
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