#chaolena

Large hands are on your waist the moment you step through the door to your bedroom. A startled gasp slips past your lips and your world spins until your back is pressing against the wall. Familiar bronze eyes stare down at you and a sigh of relief washes over you. "Chaol! What are you doing here?" You shove your palm against his hard chest, cursing him for scaring you

It wasn't unusual for the Captain to sneak into your rooms, seeking you out. However, you had expected him to be in a meeting for a few more hours. Chaol simply smirks, leaning down to nose along your jaw. He squeezes your waist, stepping impossibly closer as his hand lifts to stroke the side of your neck. Your eyes flutter close, relishing in Chaol's touches. "I missed you, sweetheart," His breath tingles your skin.

You rest your head back against the wall, releasing a sigh, "You saw me this morning." Sliding your hands up his back, Chaol huffs a noise against your cheek, grumbling quietly. You laugh and loop your arms around Chaol's neck, "Don't you have meetings to attend, Captain?" You turn your head to lay your forehead against his.

Chaol's answering stare sends heat pooling in the pit of your stomach. You have to bite back a whimper threatening to escape. Chaol looks as if he's going to devour you. "I'm free for the rest of the day," He explains, hand sliding into your hair, he cups the back of your neck to tilt your head until your lips graze his. "And I plan to spend every second wrapped up with you, sweetheart."

You waste no time in pulling him closer, capturing his mouth with yours. Chaol moans, tongue darting out to explore your mouth. He paws you, knowing your body like the back of his hand, able to turn you into a mess so easily. You and Chaol ache for each other, hungry and frantic  as you both rid one another of the clothing separating you from him.

Chaol barely has his pants past his knees before he pulls you towards the bed. He doesn’t care. Chaol needs you. Now.

You’re giggling as you tug him down with you, wrapping your legs around his waist. Chaol litters kisses along your neck, sucking on the sweet spot bellow your ear that has you groaning his name, wetness flooding between your legs. “I know, honey, I know,” He pants, breath fanning across your skin, sending a shiver down your spine. Your hands roam his back, feeling the hard muscles moving beneath your palms.

“Chaol, please!” You arch up to him, Chaol’s hands squeezing your breasts, running calloused thumbs over your nipples. Dipping his head, Chaol takes a peaked bud in his mouth. He suckles, dragging a soft whine out of you. Your hips grind up, brushing your slick cunt against his cock. Chaol groans, his tongue circles your nipple before he swallows thickly, “Gotta taste you, sweetheart. Let me taste you.”

He rolls you both over. Chaol on his back under you. Biting your lip, you smile down at him, at his face, flushed by lust for you. “Get up here, pretty girl,” He sighs, growing impatient as your fingers trace his chest. You throw him a smirk, “Yes, Captain.”

You crawl up his body, Chaol’s eyes slowly raking down from your eyes to your sex. “You’re beautiful.” You flush, heating under his gaze. With your knees on either side of his head, he barely gets the chance to lift his head, licking a strip along your cunt before you’re drawing back with a sharp gasp. Chaol let’s out a noise of protect, “Sweetheart-”

“Shh, just trust me,” You silence him, turning around to face his legs, his cock standing proudly and heavily between them. Leaning down, your tongue drags a wet line down his stomach. Until your nose grazes the dark swirls of hair adorning the base of his length. Chaol curses and you he’s throwing his head back against the pillows.

Chaol’s large hands find your backside, his eagerness for a taste of your sweet cunt taking over him again as he spreads you apart for him. Your tongue meets his cock just as his finds your clit, the two of you moaning simultaneously. You push back to him, which he gladly accepts with a soft growl, beginning his feast. His tongue and lips work wonders to your cunt, you choke, taking a moment to bask in the feeling.

You let spit fall from your lips onto his cock, you wrap your hand around his length, smearing your saliva around as you stroke him. He bucks slightly when your lips encase his tip and you moan in response, sending vibrations along his cock. Chaol only buries his face further into your heat, tongue breaching your clenching hole.

He fills your mouth, taking his cock deeper with each bob of your head. You lap at the prominent vein along his cock, knowing how sensitive it feels. Your hand moves to gently fondle his balls, causing Chaol to groan loudly, “Fuck, sweetheart,” He mumbles into soaking heat, the sensations making you whine around him.

Chaol sucks your throbbing bundle of nerves, his tongue working in unison, flicking over your clit. His nose presses against your cunt and he inhales your scent deeply, groaning. You bob your head faster, hollowing your cheeks as you suck him. You love the stretch of your lips around his cock, more than happy to have him sheathed in your mouth, your throat, pleasuring him like only you can.

He’s hitting the back of your throat, making you gag lightly around him. Yet the sound of you sloppily working his cock is music to Chaol’s ears. It urges him to double, triple his efforts. He licks and sucks at your most sensitive places in the effective attempts to bring you as much pleasure as possible. You’re marking each other up with drool, messily drawing you both closer to impending climaxes.

You reach for each other, fingers intwining and squeezing as the telltale signs of you both being close to the edge become evident. The gently quivering of your thighs and the harsh twitching of Chaol’s cock against your tongue. You whines blend together, muffled by the heavy weight of his length in your mouth.

You and Chaol tumble over the edge together. Releasing hard into each other’s mouths. You swallow Chaol’s warm, thick seed with a happy hum, continuing to bob your head as he rides out his high. Chaol moans uncontrollably into your cunt, shoving you into overstimulation as he greedily laps up your release.

You have to pull away from one another as it all becomes too much. You’re both panting heavily, lazy grins spreading on your faces as you turn back to him on shaky legs. Chaol’s face in drenched in your slick and you can’t help but moan at the glistening sight.