Completed Swelter {Orion}

[Hadyn Skellig]

It was becoming difficult to concentrate on much besides the man between her legs. Stormhold could very well catch fire and Hadyn would be left to burn not from the flames but her desire for Orion. His touch set her to near spasms of pleasure. She was barely conscious of her own voice releasing moans and encouraging him with gasps. Her back arched reflexively as her hands pulled the sheets into her fist. As much as she was enjoying his attention she was not one to keep pleasure for herself and she wanted more control. Before he took her over the edge, Hadyn forced herself out of the sexual haze and sat up, pushing him back on the floor. No doubt he wasn't expecting it. But she joined him on the ground, kneeling before him and one hand grasping his head to kiss him. Her other hand scrabbled at his pants, wanting them removed immediately. She drew away a fraction, her lips nearly touching his. "I want you t'take me here," she breathed in velvet husky tones. She pulled him in for another kiss, her naked body aching to feel his manhood within her.

[Orion Michaels]

He could feel her muscles tensing, her body ready to give in fully to the ecstasy he offered with the tip of his tongue and the sliding of his fingers. He expected her to come any moment, and was more than surprised when she voluntarily ended the pleasure, she sat up and forced him to the ground, her nude frame moving to meet him and engage him in a lusty kiss. Her hands begged for his pants to disappear, and he wasn't one to argue. He twisted underneath her, loosing his pants awkwardly beneath her until they were at his ankles.

Again they met in a breathy kiss, her hands both moving around to pull the embrace closer. Orion pulled away and stared deep into her eyes while he slid his hands to her hips to show her to his flesh. He took a deep breath, laid back, and began guiding her onto him, their bodies joining as one while she slowly slide down. Orion let out a soft moan, wiggling his hips until she was comfortably positioned. Taking a deep breath, he reached up and pulled her down to him to lock lips again, his tongue twirling with hers while he began move his length in and out, the sensation nearly driving him wild. This was the feeling he lived for, at least that's what he would say if you asked him right now. Passion infused with booze, shared with a beautiful woman who only grew more stunning as she took every inch of his body beneath her. This intense, wild joining of skin was his escape from reality.

Orion thrust wildly, never breaking his hold on her. Brown locks brushed against his face and shoulders, while he continued building closer and closer to release. Moans, grunts, and the sound of their bodies meeting filled the small room, a beautiful mixture of pleasure the product of their passions. Finally, unable to resist it anymore, his fingers dug into the skin of her back as he expended himself, collapsing in a fit of heavy breathing and sweat, pulling Hadyn down to stay with him.

Romping on the floor of a smithy's room. That was a new one. With her delectable body, endearing accent, and forward personality, he might have to take her up on her earlier suggestion of there being a second adventure.

No words came as his breathing slowed, and that's how he liked it. He hoped they could stay like this, at least until he gathered himself enough for round two. This was what he wanted. Two souls, twisted in each others' bodies, simply basking in the carnal pleasure they'd given to each other. He ran fingers through her auburn locks while he looked past her to the ceiling, the sound of breathing and feeling of her heart racing all that remained.

[Hadyn Skellig]

The ecstasy Orion afforded her was well worth the silly banter and drunken antics proceeding their coupling. Hadyn could do no more but move with him as he penetrated her, their passion melding. Although not a particularly religious individual there was always something spiritual about these experiences, provided they were done right. And Orion was certainly doing it right. She hardly felt the roughness of her ground beneath her knees as she rode him, her lips seeking his flesh, craving his touch with every inch of her body. The need to be close to him was overwhelming as she moved her hips with his to create warm and wet friction. As they moved closer to a climax her breathing became heavier, her nails sinking into his skin as she back arched. She felt Orion reach his finish, releasing within her as she let out a slow and throaty moan. He pulled her against him as they rested, bodies covered in sweat. The cool floor felt miraculous against her cheek as her body nestled against him. She found herself relieved that he was not the type to pull away and retrieve clothing. Some even bumbled about trying to leave. Orion was not that sort of man. No, they lay there, bathed in the bliss of the petch and all the more happy for it. Hadyn's lids closed without effort, Orion's scent upon her and his taste lingering on her tongue. She wanted more of him, to feel him in different ways but for now neither was in any position to do more than sleep. She shifted to rest her head beneath a bent arm, her back against his torso as she sank away from consciousness, his name on her lips.

[Orion Michaels]

That she lay there in silence was the only thing that kept Orion from moving. The satisfaction in her eyes was all the expression he needed, and he was more than grateful that she felt the same. Orion loved the thrill of the chase. The first time lips met was pure, intense, unbridled passion for him. The intertwining of bodies and souls both a release and a shield for him. After that, it was treading on ice. Pillow talk would ruin it far too many times. He took care to never imply he was looking for anything more than what he offered. He didn't want emotional conversations. He didn't want to talk about feelings. He wanted to sleep in the embrace they made together.

His instinct was to run.

His instinct was to separate himself from the risk.

But she was silent, and a sleep, and his nerves were allowed to remain cool. He wouldn't need to retreat. He wouldn't need to burn another bridge. With Hadyn resting against him, sleep taking her, he could rest himself. Or he should have been able to. Instead, he sat there, staring up at her ceiling.

Once his mind was back and again clear, he knew he should leave. Not to get away, but to avoid the punishment which would come to him if he didn't meet his curfew. But there she rested peacefully, serenely.

Sighing, Orion shifted himself that he could get his other arm underneath her legs. He finished kicking off the pants which still sat around his ankles and then slowly, and carefully, lifted her up, rising to his feet as he did so. He walked the few steps to her bed to gently set her upon it. Soft covers were straightened and lain upon the beautiful, if scarred, brunette. He gave a half smile, brushed her hair aside to look at her peaceful sleeping face. How he wished to crawl into that bed with her. Maybe she would wake and they could ignite in lust once again.

He was probably already late, but showing up late was better than not at all, right? He clothed himself again, and tidied up her clothing for her, draping it neatly over the edge of her bed before making his way to the door. Opening it slowly, the squire looked back over his shoulder and spoke in a hushed whisper. "A pleasure to meet you, Miss Hadyn Skellig." He stepped out and the door closed quietly behind him.

[Accolade]

Hadyn Skellig

Experience

Skill	XP Earned
Rhetoric	+ 1 XP
Seduction	+ 2 XP
Bodybuilding	+ 1 XP
Observation	+ 1 XP

Lores

•	Lore Earned
•	Orion: I had a squire and I liked it
•	A night of drunken passion
•	A petching well worth a nights sleep

Orion Michaels

Experience

Skill	XP Earned
Observation	+ 1 XP
Seduction	+ 1 XP
Rhetoric	+ 1 XP
Bodybuilding	+ 1 XP

Lores

•	Lore Earned
•	Hadyn: Saved and slayed
•	A test of Dinah's patience
•	Thinking up a quick exit
•	A petching well worth a nights sleep

Notes :

Hawt!! Very sexy writing both of you. Great job!

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