Closed [The Fighting Pit] A Bad Time to Show Up (Euthisa)

[Kovac]

The humiliation of the Fighting Pit, the pain in his muscles, the questions about Euthisa's interest all melted away as the plush lips of the Inartan were pressed again to Kovac's willing mouth. Even as her tongue brushed across his lips, the half-breed let them part, his own tongue darting out to touch the tip of Euthisa's in an invitation to explore.

Perhaps still a novice, nonetheless the beautiful librarian shifted with agility, draping long legs around the archer without releasing her embrace, or breaking their deepening kiss. A thrill shot through Kovac's nerves as her thighs clenched around him. Euthisa, the soft spoken bookworm and violinist, had a fiery side. She was indeed an true Inartan.

The tattooed girl's unexpected ardor fueled the mongrel's desire, and he shifted beneath her slight body, enjoying the feel of her weight upon his lap and the stirring the friction created. The passion of their kiss heated, the sting of his split lip only adding an exquisite pain to the fervor of their oral embrace. A hand slid from her waist upward to rest at the back of her head, fingers clenching slightly to entangle in her dark crimson mane, applying a slight pressure to deepen the press of their mouths and the depth of their hungry kiss. The hand on the slight swell of Euthisa's hip pulled her closer against him, betraying the growing wantonness that her bawdy actions had ignited.

Kovac could feel his pulse increase, his heart thumping with insistent force against his ribcage. Consequences, if there were any, were no longer considered as the half-blood gave himself to the process of discovery the two of them had begun.

[Euthisa]

Kovac accepted her advancements, shifting beneath her and tangling his fingers in her hair. His grip behind her head sent goosebumps racing down her skin, standing her hair, and her nerves, on end. Their kiss deepened further with the parting of his lips, and Euthisa reveled in his taste. Warm and sweet, her tongue danced with his as progress continued. Her mind was blank, contrary to its usual racing of thoughts, as she let her weight sink into Kovac. She could feel the warmth emanating from around his waist grow hotter the longer things went on, and as he pulled her closer against him, the warmth beneath her began turning into a solid form she sat upon.

She broke their kiss, hungry daring eyes gazing into his for a moment, before her lips found his neck. They traveled slowly from his collarbone to his ear, teasing the flesh there. Kisses, bites, and licks were placed there, followed by shots of Euthisa's hot breath. Her tongue played with the lobe of his ear as her fingers gripped his hair before moving and playfully clawing into the muscles of his back she so recently relieved. Sitting back up to gaze in his eyes once more, Euthisa's hands slid over his shoulders and came to explore his chest. Fingernails trailed up and down his body, exploring the crevices of his muscles, and the insistent thudding of his heart in his chest. It matched the pace of Euthisa's, fluttering with anticipation and excitement, breath heavy, body ready.

One hand sliding up to cup his face, Euthisa leaned back in for another momentary kiss before she stood up, pulling him up as well. She backed up to his bed, gently pulling him along with her, gaze steady and intense, their hearts racing together. She was only slightly nervous, caught up in the adrenaline of the situation having squandered most of any timidness she still had. Kovac certainly knew what he was doing, and he set her on edge. She wanted this. A lot. When she felt the bed behind her, she gingerly sat down and invited him on top of her. She was trusting him completely, everything about her demeanor and actions inviting him to take control, at least for now.

[Kovac]

Their passionate kiss spurred Kovac to fully engage, relinquishing what little reserve or measure of himself he had held back, eagerly savoring Euthisa's lips and delving between them to teasingly tangle his tongue with hers. The pain of the split lip was irrelevant now, it only heightened the sensory euphoria washing over the man. Smoldering embers fanned into full blown flames at the half-blood's core, leaving him a breath short when the woman pulled her plush lips away.

Euthisa's daring exploration continued, to Kovac's delight, as she applied her lips and tongue along a trail up the sensitive skin from his collarbone to his ear. She lavished a variety of affections along the way, the warm press of pillowy lips, the soft swipes of a wet tongue, teasing nips of white teeth, and blasts of steamy breath that culminated in a lick of his earlobe and a tug of his hair that immersed the man in an irresistible desire. Kovac squirmed beneath the Inartan, his arousal now sure detectable as Euthisa's weight settled firmly against him.

The librarian's tactile journey ended after the pads of her fingers tantalized the muscled contour of the Avora's torso. Kovac was thoroughly committed after the woman's wanton display of desire, his own licking at his core, ready and eager. Without resistance Kovac allowed Euthisa to lead him to his bed, and to pull him down atop her. Man and woman moved with fluid motion as they alighted upon the bed, Kovac urging her with a strong hand further onto the bed, settling between her thighs. As she lay on her back, the Avora held himself over her, looking down as her deep crimson mane spread out around her like a dark halo, emerald on emerald gaze revealing a shared want.

Kovac lowered himself until his mouth pressed against the flesh just above the notch of her collarbone, leaving a trail of broad kisses and teasing licks up the tender skin of her throat and over her chin before pausing to hover above Euthisa's waiting mouth. The increase of heat where his hips pressed against her pelvis was intensifying, and Kovac shamelessly leaned into it. Another hungry kiss was pressed against Euthisa, this one even deeper and more needy. The oral embrace was broken, Kovac's breath warm as lowly muttered words passed from his lips to brush against hers. Supporting himself on one arm, a hand splayed across her bare midriff, fingers feeling taut muscle beneath the flat plane of her tummy.

"Are you sure you want this?"

Of course, Kovac new she did, maybe as much as he did. Everything about the innocent librarian turned sultry lover told him she did. But, the snarky mongrel liked to hear the words, they stirred him.

[Euthisa]

Kovac urged her further onto the bed, and she let him place her where he wanted her. Soul-stemmed flames blazed inside her as he lowered himself between her legs. Goosebumps littered her skin and the delicate soft hairs on her body all stood on end with anticipation and desire. He held still for just a moment, eyes locked on hers, their gaze so intense it could be felt in the air surrounding the two. Kovac then leaned down on top of her, trailing his own kisses and licks up her neck as she had done to him. Her breath was already short and hot as her hands reached up to grasp his upper arms, delighting in the taught muscles there as he held himself above her.

His mouth hovered above hers, teasingly close but not giving in just yet. Stiff and increasingly hot with desire, Kovac leaned his hips into her, sending her body into a rage of intense emotions and reactions. Another kiss was shared between the two, each one needier than the last, and Euthisa's hands moved to rest on his back, fingers outstretched. He paused to ask her if she was sure this was what she wanted. Her body stirred beneath him and it was all she could do not to scream her answer. She felt she would explode if he made her wait any longer. Looking deep into his eyes, her gaze unwavering, Euthisa licked and bit her bottom lip, her fingers curling to drag sharp fingernails down his back. "Yes. I want you." She paused to press her pelvis harder against him. "Here, and now. Take me."

[Kovac]

Kovac hissed as Euthisa dragged her nails across the flesh of his back, a pain that found pleasure in the lusty mongrel's state of excitement. The woman's response to his question was delivered with a lilting feminine voice, but the bawdiness of her words and the hard press of her hips against his firm manhood betrayed the urgency burning within the tattooed violinist. A hungry smiled crossed his lips amid the pause in their passionate kisses, and, inspired by Euthisa's eager consent, Kovac gave himself to his desire for the beautiful Inartan.

With the skilled fingers of a musician, the half-blood liberated Euthisa of her vinati, revealing the generosity of her youthful curves, to which Kovac gave his affectionate attention with caressing hands and adept mouth, allowing his exploration to descend to the flat of her belly, the soft sensitive skin giving slightly beneath the Avora's ministrations.

The emerald eyes captured emerald eyes as the fire of want was shared in a half-lidded gaze. Kovac tugged at the waistband of Euthisa's bryda, pulling up her knees so he could slide the garment off of her hips and down her long legs to be cast away. The Avora then shed his own, the black garment pooling together with Euthisa's in an abandoned pile on the floor.

Man and woman, Chiet and Avora, pure-blood and half, became a tangle of limbs, the pale, lean, inked vying with the strong, olive-hued to explore and please and find pleasure in the other. Kovac breached Euthisa's womanhood with a soft moan. Kisses and licks, some tender, some devouring, accompanied the carnal unison of the musicians, the chorus of their vocal expressions of sensual ecstasy and steady creak of the worn bed keeping time with the rhythm of their lovemaking. The tempo quickened as breaths came in sharp, shallow huffs, bodies colliding with more abandon as Euthisa and Kovac brought each other closer to the culmination of their communion, until the room echoed with the euphoric cries of both, each lost in their powerful release as they writhed against each other desperately.

The synchronized motions waned to subtle flinches and leisurely caresses as they descended from their primal high, still a tangle of hot skin and heaving chests. Kovac looked at Euthisa, a smile of contentment gracing his usually wry countenance, his hand lifting to pull away a strand of deep crimson hair that had stuck to her sweat-glistening cheek.

The Avora's smile widened, a fresh stain of blood on his lip from the cut that was rent open during their impassioned kissing. "I must say, for a librarian and musician, you have a way of healing I highly prefer over the Infirmary."

[Whimsy]

Kovac

Experience	Lore
+1 Unarmed Combat	The Fighting Pit
+3 Seduction	Protecting One's Honour
	Euthisa's Enthusiasm
	Inference with Euthisa
	Bringing Women to One's Bed
	Euthisa's Way of Healing

Euthisa

Experience	Lore
+1 Observation	A Fascination with Fighting
+2 Seduction	Smiling Flirtatiously
+1 Medicine	Drawn to Kovac
+1 Massage	Sexual Tension
	Self-Confidence
	Healing Kovac through Touch

Comments
A short thread that improved this relationship further. I'd be interested to see where it goes next: will Kovac pursue her further, or was this just to scratch an itch? Well done guys. PM me if you have any questions or concerns.

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