So I tried out something new:
POV: The villain was redeemed and was finally with the heroine. Feverish kisses, heated passion, and intimacy were finally shared between the pair. For the first time in their lonely lives, they finally found somebody who makes them feel whole.
The heroine was panting, she was sitting on the edge of the bed as her redeemed lover undid the buttons of his shirt. He threw it off and proceeded with undoing his lover's tunic. To make things faster - she unbuckled his belt swiftly, and a little too eagerly.
Piece by piece, each layer of clothing slowly dissapeared into a pile somewhere down below the dark, wooden floor of their bedroom. Soon, they were left only with their undergarments.
Their lips met to a bruising kiss. Lips and teeth were swirling around, eager to taste the other.
He broke off from her lips and peppered kisses along a trail starting from her jaw, down to her neck, then way below her chest. Each kiss was soft and tender, she moaned softly at each one.
She slowly lowered, meliting down with the cottony sheets and soft pillows with each touch.
She can feel his heat radiating off of her. A sudden rush from her heart made its way to her core. She felt like stardust, at any given moment she would burst and thrive.
The heroine ran a hand over her lover's soft locks. She gripped it as he palmed one of her breast mounds from the thin fabric that separated it.
"May I?" He whispered. Even during sex he was being polite to her. She loves this man so much.
With a smile, she unclipped the hook of her bra. It revealed the round mounds of her small breasts.
The villain's eyes darkened ever so slightly at the sight. Lowering down to inch closer, he cupped one in his hand and kneaded it. He looked into his lover's eyes briefly, still asking for consent.
"You can taste me. Don't be afraid and just do whatever you want." She said softly, tracing her lover's face.
Using his free hand, he grasped her wrist. The finger that was running a trail on his face stopped to cup it. He proceeded to kiss her palm.
"I know, I was just making sure. I want to worship you, my love. You deserved to be."
The words came out from his mouth sincerely. He then met her lips to place a kiss - a soft, tender one so she knew that he loved and adored her with every fiber if his being.
"I need you to touch me." She begged.
Her lover lowered down to her chest and kneaded the soft flesh. He took one in his mouth and began sucking gently; twisting the hardened nipple of the other. She began seeing stars as she closed her eyes. The rush and the excitement of the feeling getting to her. She needed more.
The heat of her arousal was pooling down in between her legs, soaking the thin layer of her underwear. She needed him inside of her. She was ready for it.
He released her nipple with a pop, then proceeded to give the other the same attention. He nipped, sucked, and stimulated her breasts. He was worshipping her like a goddess.
It was close to sending her to the edge, but what more would it be when he eats her out from in between? She wants him to give that heated place attention, she needs him inside her walls.
After finishing his ministrations with her breasts, he smiled at her. That smile manages her to feel warm as always. He gave her another peck on the lips. It was brief, but when he did it again their tounges met.
"[Name].. I.." she panted, then she felt his hand creeping from her abdomen to way down below. She gasped from his mouth as he traced her opening, he broke the kiss and groaned.
"You're soaked." He repeatedly trailed his fingers up and down at her opening, the heat intensified.
"I want.." she gasped once more as he found her clit. He rubbed circles and she was sure she was so close.
"What do you want? Tell me, my love."
"I need you inside of me.. I want to feel you wrapped around my walls.. I want you to spill your seed inside of me. And I want you to claim me, make me feel worthy and loved." She managed to say in between breaths.
The pace he was working on her clit was agonizingly slow. She knew he was being gentle, but he was doing this because he was teasing her.
He was also acting like the villain she once knew. He was torturing her, but she didn't mind because it felt so good.
He gave her one last kiss before settling in between her thighs. He pulled off the last piece of fabric that covered her folds' bare skin. She let him slide the clothing off of her legs, until it became one with the pile on the floor below.
He was centimeters away from her wet, heated folds and her arousal was intoxicating. Her sacred place, her flower, dripped the sweetest looking juices he's ever seen. It reminded him of the nectar bees would collect.
"Amazing" he said before finally tasting his lover.
She gasped and arched her back from the feeling. Sure she managed to pleasure herself, but with him it's different. It was always new when it's with him. There's a raw passion igniting the air when she's with him, and doing these things with him.
She could feel something build within her as her lover keep tasting her over and over again. Slowly, her climax was building and his smart tounge was devouring her at every second.
When he anticipated this he kissed her cunt and stopped sucking her clit.
"No- why'd you? Why'd you stop?" She was a hot mess. She stopped talking when she saw him taking of his trousers. He noticed this and gave her a wicked grin.
Never taking off each other's gazes, he threw his trousers to the pile and his erection sprung out freely. And that's where the heroine forgot about her needs immediately.
"Holy shit." She said absentmindedly. Her lover laughed light-heartedly.
His member was red and fully stood up. It was aching for release as pre cum dripped over its tip and the whole thing hard. The heroine observed it, wide eyed.
"Is this your first time seeing a man's cock?" He meant it teasingly.
The indication of her blush said it all. Yes. It was her first time. He proceeded to kiss off her embarassment.
"It's okay, my love. Do not be ashamed."
She looked directly at him with unshed tears, so her lover wrapped his arms around her and assured her that she need not to be this way.
"I'm sorry, I just.. I'm not used to being this intimate."
"It's okay, shh, it's okay." Something shifted inside him.
"If you don't want to do it, we can stop." He whispered in her hair.
"No! I want to." Her hot breath was teasing his skin as she spoke.
Goosebumps built within his skin in doing so. That suddenly got her an idea.
She pulled away from the hug and trailed her fingers from his cheek then down below. More goosebumps erupted his skin then realized her plan.
"What are you doing?" He managed as he stopped her wrist in the middle of his bumpy and ripped abdomen.
She managed to pull off from his grip and moved to his member.
He groaned as she smeared the pearly beads forming from the tip.
"I want to return the favor, my love. Please let me worship you back." She pleaded softly.
Honestly, this just turned her more on. Seeing him a mess and lost in their ecstasy.
"As much as I want you to, I want to be buried inside you." He panted.
"Tonight is about worshipping you, my goddess. You can worship me some other time. I've been wanting to do this since then, so please do not make me delay any further."
The intensity of his gaze is what made her give up. He was willing to put her first, she understood and made her heart full.
With that, she allowed her lover to push her down slowly until she felt the lightness of the pillows hit her head.
He took her legs in both hands and parted it so he can finally claim her. It was hot, she realized. He tested the feeling by rubbing his member on her cunt. She gasped at the feeling.
"I'll go slow, relax my love. I won't hurt you, not now, not ever." The words were kind of ironic since they were enemies, but hey, ever since the end of the war they made it official.
"I know." She smiled then gasped as he pushed inside of her.
There was a pain that compromised her walls, she can't do this.
Her lover instantly pulled back, she opened her eyes and looked at his eyes. She found him on top of her and his eyes held an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry, I got too excited." He planted a kiss on her forehead.
"Let's try this again, please. Don't stop." She pleaded
"I should've warned you of the sting that came at first."
"You're just bigger than I anticipated you'd be." She gave him a small smile and a nervous laugh.
He returned the smile. He proceeded to position himself inside her entrance and this time, slowly, he didn't force inside.
She gasped in ecstacy. "That's it. Keep going."
He stayed like that and after a few minutes, he pushed in and pulled out repeatedly, going deeper while she grew wetter.
She shut her eyes in pleasure and soft moans escaped her mouth. Her lover grunted on top of her and told her dirty praises.
"Deeper, please." She pleaded. She was more confident to handle him this time.
In one thrust he went deeper, hitting that soft spot inside her repeatedly.
"OH! YES!" She exclaimed each time he would hit it.
As time passed, his thrusts became gradually quicker. Both of them were close to their climax, they can feel it buried within their core.
He captured her pants and moans in a passionate kiss. His tounge colliding with hers while he wrapped his arms around her and pulled out.
The heroine was confused on why he stopped this time, but instead of a question a surprised squeal escaped her lips. The villain effortlessly pulled her up into a kneeling position and he sat with spread legs.
"Come here." She obeyed him and climbed on his lap. His hands creeped up her back and lifted her lightly, she got the indication and lined up his cock in her entrance.
Pushing in, he was deeper in her. His lover gasped once more before taking the lead.
"That's it, I know you love it when you dominate me. My goddess, my love, my fierce warrior. Ride me." He moaned and panted softly.
This way he had access with her pretty and perky tits, he grabbed it and took it in his mouth.
"Yes, yes." She said as she quickened her pace.
He suddenly grew anxious, "My love, can I-"
"Yes! Please come inside, please. Claim me." He didn't need to be said twice.
In one swift thrust, she came hard. He pumped a few more times before spilling his seed inside her. Sparks flew as they came together.
Like a supernova, they bursted, they exploded hard. It felt like stars birthed in their harmomy. Stardust faded in their eyes as the feeling surpassed.
She opened her eyes and saw him do the same. They stared at each other lovingly as he smiled at her lazily. It was official, he claimed her fully. She was his, and his only. And he was hers, and hers only.
They laid back down, suddenly growing tired. He pulled away and the fullness faded away from her. White and hot cum spilled from her entrance but he licked it clean from her.
He wiped his mouth and grinned at her deviously. Before lying down, he pulled the sheets over them and they listened to the crackling embers in the hearth of their fireplace.
"I look forward for more and to forever. We are definately having sex all the time." The heroine said teasingly as she cuddled in her lover's arms.
"I love the sound of that. You were amazing earlier, my love."
He tightened his arms around her naked body. "I suppose we should retire to sleep now if we ever want to do more of this."
"Yes, I suppose we shall." She grinned at him before hiding at the crook of his neck.
"Goodnight my lo- ah" he couldn't find the words to continue when he felt her leave a love mark somewhere on his neck. "You sneaky minx." He chuckled.
"My mark." She giggled and kissed it.
"And this is why I love you." He murmured before succumbing to sleep. She just laughed and tightened her grip around him.
"I love you too." She whispered and he hummed in contentment. That was the last thing she remembered before succumbing to sleep.
They reaked of sweat and sex, but she wouldn't have anything change about it at this moment. As long as they felt safe and contented with each other, then they were on the right path.
And they said enemies never got their happily ever afters.
