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Tales of the Abyss –A Wish to the Starry Sky	By : TerraBreaker Category: +S through Z > Tales of the Abyss Views: 9273 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 2 - Birth
of Love ~Rekindled~

The snowy town of Keterburg, the Keterburg Hotel, fifth floor luxury
suite. In the early hours of the morning, an ex-knight of Lorelei relaxes contently in the warm bathtub, the male behind
her draping his strong arms around her shoulders and neck as they both enjoy the
water’s soothing embrace. Candle light flickered around them; the tiny flames were
the only source of light in the room. Naked save for the bubbles stuck to their
bodies, the pendant that hung at the girl’s breast reflected in the rippling
water against an even more beautiful backdrop.

“Tear…” Luke began, his hands playing with the pendant that
hung between her breasts. Tiny droplets fell from his hands, landing on the
girl’s chest and tracing a path down to the water below.

“Um?” Tear murmured in response,
fidgeting slightly from her current position in order to see his face as he
spoke.

“I was just thinking… back to when we first met. You remember
that first night we spent together,” his fingers closed around her pendant,
“This pendant… We were lucky to get it back, huh?” his voice faded as he
struggled to find the words.

She took a sip from her glass. “But, you did get it back…
for me,” she said with a smile, closing her eyes and placing her own hand over
his.

“I never imagined that we’d be here today, like this.” Luke
paused as he felt Tear leaning against his chest. “… I heard you Tear.” She
remained silent as Luke continued. “Back in Eldrant,
when I promised I’d come back. I heard what you said to me.”

Tear blushed with embarrassment as she recalled her
whispered words when they parted. Three words which came so naturally back
then, but she still couldn’t believe that she’d actually said it. “…You idiot,”
she shot back her response, sinking deeper into the water in an effort to
escape embarrassment, safe in Luke’s embrace as she thought back over the time
and experiences they’d shared. Her head submerged just as he repeated those
same words to her.

* * *

Two hours prior to this, the very same pair had checked into
the Keterburg hotel along with their friends. After spending
some time in the casino and sharing a lavish late night banquet in the
restaurant, the celebrations of Luke’s homecoming had finally come to an end
and the group had retired for the night.

The two stepped out of the elevator on the fifth floor,
making their way to the most expensive suite in the hotel, usually reserved for
royal guests. Reaching the end of the lavish red carpet that defined the
entrance to their suite, Luke turned the handle and the two entered the room. The
room was large, its grandiose trappings rivalling even the exquisite luxury
that the pampered noble had become accustomed to over the past few years. A
raging fire blazed in the hearth, the flickering flames continuing their own personal
battle against the freezing night air of Keterburg.

Alone in their room at last, the red haired noble stretched,
yawning as he collapsed lazily onto the bed while the dark haired girl looked
at him with eyes full of adoration. Tear placed her staff on the table,
collecting the sword Luke had carelessly discarded in the middle of the floor
and laying it beside the staff. Luke looked up from his position on the bed as
Tear removed the throwing knives and sheaths that were attached to her legs, admiring
a view that was scarcely presented to onlookers. Her hair shimmered in the soft
moonlight, its gentle glow reflecting in her stunning eyes as she caught his
gaze, and Luke once again found himself a unhappy victim
of her admonishing look. He pulled himself up into a sitting position as Tear
sat down beside him.

“Luke, I thought you were above that,” Tear berated the
noble, shaking her head with a sigh.

“I guess I’ve still got some growing up to do, huh?” he laughed
off her comment, parting the hair that covered his face. Tear did likewise as
she looked at his face, time standing still as their eyes met. A strong mutual
desire, a long suppressed need was bursting to get out; the two sat trembling as
they edged closer together.

There were a million words, and yet there were none, their
lips met for the first time, locking together in a passionate embrace, their
mouths moving as if to devour the other. Luke tasted Tear’s soft, luscious lips
against his own, lovingly running his hand down her side, tracing the outline
of her body over the thin material. She closed her eyes in bliss as her love’s
tongue met her own, engaging in a ravenous battle of lust and passion, their
breathing escalating with each moment. Pulling her gloves off, she held Luke’s
head in her hands, running them over his face, through his hair, desperately
pulling him closer as their tongues danced.

Breaking their kiss the two looked at each other once more,
a thin strand of saliva suspended between their half open mouths as the fell
into each others eyes. Their mutual yearning subsiding for but a few magical
moments as they savoured every second of this belated reunion. Their lips again
met in a frenzy, seeking to relieve their year long torment, Luke’s lust and
passion flowed into Tear’s body as his tongue overwhelmed her own. Their hands
were everywhere, passion escalating as they fell onto the bed, hastening to
remove their clothes. He smelt the fragrance of her hair as it invaded his
senses, the exotic yet familiar scent sweeping over him, stirring up his own
desires as she hastened to unbutton his jacket, burying her face in his chest as
she consigned it to the floor.

So long had the two waited for this moment that, so deep was
their longing, that they threw themselves at each other like enemies locked in
mortal combat rather than repressed lovers. Amidst the calm and frigid beauty
of Keterberg, the only sound was the ruffling of the bed
sheets that they writhed upon and their ragged, impassioned breathing. A hot
spark of heat surrounded by the pure white beauty, the falling snowflakes outside
sticking to the window as though wanting to share in the lover’s warmth. Luke
continued to smother her face and neck with kisses, offering only a brief
respite to allow Tear to slip out of her dress. She tossed her hair back as she
discarded her clothes, revealing her exquisite body to him; wearing only her lacy
violet bra and panties with matching stockings and suspenders, she was truly a
sight to behold. Every garment that still adorned her body unashamedly
accentuated her natural beauty, her bra held a luscious bounty in check, with
the sizable breasts it restrained serving as a tantalising treat to her
audience while her panties barely concealed her womanhood from Luke’s roaming eyes.

“Tear, you’re… amazing.”

Luke could feel his body responding immediately as she stood
over him, losing himself in her beauty as she twisted her half-naked body
round, flashing him a quick view of her shapely ass before clumsily kicking off
her boots, softly placing her stocking clad feet either side of him as she
descended upon him. Luke instinctively reached for her voluptuous breasts as
she sat on his stomach; the objects of so much lust and attention were now on
show before him as she allowed him to touch her. A smile spread across Tear’s
face as Luke softly touched her “melons” over the thin material of her bra,
enjoying his gentle almost ticklish touch as he played with her soft breasts
and teased her nipples.

“Don’t get too excited,” she chuckled, pushing him back down
onto the bed as she berated him.

Her huge breasts hung in his face as she pulled his shirt
off, her hands over his masculine chest as she edged herself down his body. Her
hands unbuckled his belt and she pulled his trousers open, the growing bulge in
his pants becoming infinitely more apparent as his barely covered groin came
into view. Luke hurriedly kicked off his trousers in expectation as Tear’s face
grew redder by the second. She crossed her arms over her chest almost
instinctively. “Luke… It’s…
embarrassing.” Tear blushed and looked away, her unstoppable passion and lust
from moments before now giving way to embarrassment and shyness as the reality
of the situation, and what they were about to do dawned on her. They both
wanted it, it felt so right, and yet it still felt awkward for the two lovers,
doing it for the first time.

“You don’t need to be
embarrassed,” Luke guided her hand to his crotch, placing it over his erect
manhood.

“Luke…”

She could feel the erect member positively throbbing under
his pants as she softly ran her palm over its outline. Succumbing to her desire
she pulled off the material that barely contained Luke’s lust, her eyes widened
at the impressive sight before her. She swallowed before cautiously touching
his erect member, gingerly wrapping her slender fingers around his thick,
imposing shaft, a curious look on her face all the while as though it may
explode in her face if handled improperly.

“It’s hot,” Tear mused, almost infatuated with the
experience of holding Luke’s cock for the first time.

“Heh, I’m not surprised. You’re
beautiful Tear,” Luke responded in a cocky, yet flattering manner.

Tear acknowledged his response by slowly running her hand
down the length of his penis; her grip becoming stronger as she returned to the
tip. Luke was clearly enjoying her ministrations, and a smile grew on the
girl’s face as she happily pleasured her lover, growing more confident with
each passing minute and now using her other hand to fondle his balls. Her touch,
inexperienced but full of passion was more than enough to drive him crazy with
lustful pleasure. She brushed her hair back as she brought her mouth to his cock;
Luke enjoyed the feeling of her hot breath against him as Tear’s tongue slipped
out from between her lips, cautiously running over the head of his penis. Luke
shifted about on the bed, positively writhing in pleasure as Tear’s tongue
travelled the length of his shaft, shivering in rapture as she took his balls
into her mouth, sucking and biting ever so gently on the red head’s most
sensitive area. Her attention soon return to his thick shaft, looking up at his
entranced face as she took the head of his cock inside her mouth, her tongue
caressing every inch as her lips sealed it within her mouth.

Luke’s fingers harshly gripped her hair as he moaned aloud,
twisting through her dark locks as she took more of him inside her, her teeth
lightly brushed over his excited member as she began her clumsy technique. Luke
let the feeling of elation wash over him, engorged by the gratifying experience
of Tear’s inelegant yet divine rhythm, burning desire turning to feverish
delirium with each wild stroke of her tongue seeking to coax further sounds of
pleasure from his lips.

Unable to restrain himself any longer, Luke tore himself away
from a confused Tear, his dick slipped out of her mouth as he took her in his
arms, laying the scantily clad beauty on the bed he positioned himself between
her half-open legs. She lay on the bed, her bosom heaving as she nervously eyed
her red haired lover bring his hand to her lower half, lightly running his
hands and tongue over her thighs, sending shivers of pleasure through her body.
He brought his face to her panties, intoxicated by her feminine scent, amused
by her half hearted attempts to escape from him. Her panties were already visibility
wet, and the mere thought of having Luke looking at her did nothing to
alleviate the situation. Tear felt her body heating up, becoming more excitable
with each passing moment, her hips wriggled expectantly as Luke’s fervent
breath flowed over her, her own carnal desire now mimicking that of her
lover’s, almost a contradiction to the pure and conserved image of Tear that
Luke had come to know so well.

She watched with as Luke’s hand slid past her thighs and began
to touch her over her panties, tracing her delicate folds over her soft material,
effortlessly coaxing open her legs with the slightest touch. A silent moan
escaped the elite soldier’s lips as she felt him touching her vulnerable form, this
touch that she had longed after for so long, finally he was returning her love.
After more than a year without his company, now, feeling his hot breath against
her skin, his gentle touch, his strong embrace, Tear finally felt at ease, just
knowing he was there, with her.

“Mmm, Luke… that feels so…” she
moaned out loud, almost deliriously as her emotions mixed with the pleasure.

He’d barely even begun to touch yet she could already feel the
soaked material of her panties against her skin. She sighed as Luke used his
thumb to gently rub her clit through her panties, relishing the pleasure that
assailed her body. Luke noticed her honey was now visibly seeping from her slit
as he continued to run his finger along her crack, his thumb continued to molest
her clit as her soaked panties slowly disappeared inside her crack. He licked the
material, his tongue slipping between her folds as her tasted Tear’s honey, her
panties rubbing against her sensitive flesh as Luke’s tongue continued to tease
her. Satisfied with his work, Luke extracted the sopping material nestled between
Tear’s folds, pulling it to the side to reveal her treasure.

She looked incredibly in this position, legs spread, her
pussy and thighs were wet with her juice, glistening with the reflection of the
room’s light. The bra, stockings and suspender belt she still wore made her all
the more enticing. Pleasure spread through her body as Luke played with her
outer lips, tracing the intricate folds of her pussy, covering his fingers in
her juice before sliding one finger inside her, savouring the delicious warmth
that enveloped his invading digit. Tear squirmed and squealed beneath his
offensive, the expression of joy and pleasure on her face seemed almost foreign
on the usually composed girl. This was a face she’d only shown to him, a side
to her that no other would ever see, in the darkness of night, alone with this
man, the girl bore an expression of enraptured bliss as she was showered with
his love. Luke smiled, he knew that lying before him, was the most beautiful
girl in the world, desiring nothing more than to show and share everything with
him

“You look good when you’re smiling.” Luke teased her as his
finger stroked the roof of her vagina.

“Ugh! S-shut up!” Tear retorted
instantaneously, though her smile remained, mingling with her wanton hunger.

Basking in her beauty, he gleefully stuck a second finger in
the amorous girl’s dripping honeypot, smirking as she
writhed in pleasure. Her pussy had a life of its own, clutching tightly on his
fingers as Luke’s thumb entered the mix, tormenting her excited clit with his unpractised
strokes, her eyes closed as a moan of euphoria escaped her lips. The lewd sounds
of their liaison filled the room, its sweet yet embarrassing sound echoed
throughout the room with every movement he made in her slimy crack. She would
have died of embarrassment if it hadn’t felt so good. He pulled his fingers out
of her sweet spot, lewdly sucking her juices off his fingers as he teased her
again, “You even taste good too.”

Tear’s face turned crimson, but she
remained silent as Luke finished his lecherous display. Silence fell between
them as Luke positioned his erect member at her entrance.

“Are… you ready?” Luke fumbled for the words, now completely
out of ice breakers, it was the best he could manage.

“Be gentle,” she nodded in reply, they maintained eye
contact as he slowly eased himself inside her virgin flesh, both as anxious as
each other. Luke’s hands firmly held her hips as he pushed inside her, meeting
only a little resistance as took her virginity. Tear felt a short prick of pain
shoot though her as he broke her hymen, eliciting only a small gasp of surprise
from her lips. He stopped when he was fully inside her, confirming she was
happy to continue. “It’s fine, Luke. I’m alright,” she
nodded again, encouraging him to continue. Luke slowly pulled himself out; there
was little blood, just a few small specks dotted across the sheets and his
cock. Satisfied that she wasn’t in too much pain, he slowly began thrusting
himself inside Tear’s pussy, her vaginal walls wringing him dry with every thrust.
They exchanged few words, so deep was their understanding of each other, all
they needed was their union. She reached up, her hands groping at Luke’s
masculine physique, running over his bare chest as she admired his naked form
above her, his hair hung down over both their faces as he continued
rhythmically thrusting inside her delicate form.

You wouldn’t know it by looking, but he was incredibly
strong, she felt his strength with each thrust of his hips, dominating and
protecting her at the same time, his hands tightly squeezed her supple flesh as
he made love to her. She was incredibly tight, her vagina squeezing him without
mercy, Luke felt his grip on reality becoming ever more tenuous with every
movement, tearing himself back to reality as he realised he’d hit his limit.

“Tear, I’m gonna-“ he stopped mid sentence as he exploded in one final
furious onslaught, his hips moved like a piston as he released his hot cum inside
her. He grunted as the moment of ecstasy passed, collapsing on top of the
panting girl beneath him. His head lay beside hers, hot breaths flowing over
their faces as they struggled to catch their breath.

“Sorry I didn’t make you come… It’s… been a long night,”
Luke threw in a joke to try and lighten the mood.

“It’s alright, Luke. I’m just happy… to be here with you,” she
smiled, a genuine look of happiness on her face as she closed her eyes,
enjoying the first peaceful night’s sleep in months, held in Luke’s arms.
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