MATURE CONTENT
OOC: I can't take much credit for writing this. Had to ask for my wife's help which to my discovery she has a very smutty imagination. So this was about 90% her and the rest me. lol. Now she is interested in teaching me how to write seduction. Women be warned. The barbarian studied her for a moment, gaze roving the tousled brunette hair, the sculpted cheekbones and softly curved mouth with eyes meeting hers with an expression that set Corinth's and Cade's hearts pounding with in their ribcages, a spark that they both could not deny. She slid down into his arms, leaning back against his lean, hard body as he kissed the side of her neck sending quivers through them both.
Cade's hands slid up from her waist to cup her breasts, lifting and caressing, the touch of his tongue on the sensitive inner rim of her ear like fire and ice at one and the same time. Cade watched her close her eyes while he turned her about, kissing him feverishly, wantonly, lips forming soundless mindless words against his, body straining to be closer still, moulding to his masculine shape.
The barbarian said something softly into her ear while gently lying her back resting on his bedroll. Candle light dappled his features, catching the fire in his eyes. Corinth lay, quiescent, as he opened her shirt, lifting her back to facilitate its removal. Cade took one peaking, aching nipple in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue to even greater prominence, sucking hard one moment, then soft, driving her wild with a pleasure.
"Enough!" She pleaded " No more, Cade!"
He laughed in a low deep myrian tone and said softly, "You don't mean that."
She didn't either. Corinth's body craved for the barbarian's touch. His biceps where hard as iron, filling her palms the way her breasts filled his, pulsing beneath her fingers. The farm girl traced a slow passage across his battle scarred chest with her fingertips, following the line of bone, the ridging of muscle, feeling the strong beat of his heart forcing Cade's breath to roughen.
The berthian savage pulled her close forcing their bodies to touch, bar skin against bare skin. His hands played over her back to plunge into her light hair, fingers stroking her nape, mouth moving softly on hers, arousing a desire so fierce it was like being torn apart.
Corinth felt his hands move the full length of her body to remove her boots, the suppleness of his fingers unbuckling the belt of her pants. They slid away easily, along with her under garments, leaving her fully exposed to his gaze. This was the first time he had seen her nude, his expression, as he studied her, lacking any hint of cynicism, his hands almost reverent in their exploratory passage over waist and hip.
The muscles of her inner thighs spasmed as he splayed his fingers over her lower abdomen. He bent again to kiss her, tongue sliding skilfully between her parted lips, fingertips cool against her beated flesh, making her writhe and gasp in mind blowing delirium.
Eyes slitted, body trembling, Corinth watched Cade un buckle his belt with one hand, spasming again at the sight of him. Then the barbarian was over and above her, pressuring her thighs apart with his gentle knee to bring his potent weight to bear, the incursion slow, measured, the feeling exquisite.
Corinth slid her hands down to grasp taut twin hemispheres, a moan dragged from deep in her throat as he filled her. For a moment he was still, watching her face, the flame in his eyes a reflection of that consuming her. when he started to move it was gently at first, pacing himself, increasing the tempo as the hunger mounted in them both, breath coming faster and rougher in tune with her own, tension stretching to unbearable limits.
She was lost in a world of pure sensation, her body arching to meet him, face etched with passion. Cade listened to her cry out wildly when the coiled spring inside her finally snapped while he roared like a beast as he let go his iron will.
Cade rolled to one side, leaving an arm thrown heavily across her waist. His eyes were closed in exhaustion, not just from these moments of ecstasy but from the previous violent incursion they had early that night. Wasn't long before both of them were asleep.
After a long heavy much deserved slumber Cade had woken alone, the early morning sunshine creeping into his tent. His hands brushed the bed roll where Corinth once laid, his fingers catching a piece of paper-- a note hand written with the simple words " Sorry". The barbarian wasn't frustrated nor was he mad for the farm girl had made the right decision to leave him. The lifestyle that the grizzly warrior lived was not one meant for those faint of heart and fragile to the truths of battle and death. Cade had given her a taste of that the night before along with a taste of himself. His lure was not enough to out match his true nature and Corinth retreated home. Bloodletting was not to be in her future.
Cade exited his tent, letting the morning breeze attack his nudish body, he was not afraid for the world to see him fully. He took in a deep breath, a action he regretted doing for the smell of the slag heap become more of a taste ruining the moment of peace for the barbarian. He slipped back inside his tent and robed himself in his daily wears. Pounded out a hundred push ups in two sets of fifty to start the morning before he went in search of his breakfast. He will not hunt down the farm girl, no... there was many more fish in this pond for Cade to captivate.
