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Leo yawned again, and soon, his breathing turned slow and deep as he slumbered beside me, underneath the tree of promise in the holiest of places; the place where we became one.
I draped my cloak over our bodies, to block the sun from our eyes and ourselves from any passersby, though I doubted any would come. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep, knowing that no dream could ever be as sweet as my life.
Chapter Seven
Leo
Ansel chuckled as he wiped his thumb across my cheek, knocking away a clump of cheese. I’d eaten like an animal, devouring the tray of bread, cured meats and cheeses that was delivered to our room.
We were staying in the same inn as a couple of nights prior. After our short sleep beneath the tree, Ansel and I traveled across the lands once more, heading towards his cottage which we would now share.
But it was a long journey, and we grew tired and hungry. Instead of pushing ourselves too hard or spending another night on the ground, we decided to make a stop at the inn to rest and rejuvenate. Since no one was chasing us any longer, it was proving to be quite relaxing. We ate and were cuddling in front of the warm fire.
Ansel’s hands were traveling up and down my spine, making my skin pebble beneath the softness of his touch. I nuzzled my head against his shoulder and moved as closely as possible to him until I was practically sitting on his thighs. I could never be close enough.
I shivered when Ansel kissed the side of my head before trailing his lips along the shell of my ear. “Leo, do you remember me telling you that I wanted to show you all of the ways I could love you?”
“Of course I do.” I lifted my head, chasing more kisses to my ear, which Ansel gave.
“I would like to show you a way in which we can fully be together; a way we can share our bodies.”
I forgot about ear kisses and jerked my head up to look at him. “What is it?” I knew embarrassingly little about carnal relations; especially those considered taboo.
“Come with me.” Ansel took my hand and helped me onto my feet before leading me to one of the beds. He undressed me slowly, savoring the moment by letting his eyes examine every inch of my body.
I was not as patient. I pawed at his tunic and trousers, my hands fumbling but getting the job done. Soon, he was fully nude and glorious. I loved every thick, hairy, scarred inch of him. His cock was firm and I longed to touch it, but he spoke before I could reach out.
“Climb up and lie on your back,” Ansel instructed, patting the bed, and I was quick to obey. I remained still as Ansel retrieved a bottle of oil from our food tray. We used it to soften the crusty bread and I was confused why we needed it now, but I kept silent.
Thankfully, Ansel explained, “This oil will make things slippery, and easier for my cock to enter you.”
“Enter me?” I repeated, even more confused than before. “Where?” Ansel’s eyes drifted down my body, coming to rest between my bent knees. There was only one option I could think of as he stared hungrily at my ass cheeks. I gulped hard. “You want to putthat…in…there?” The size difference made my heart pound with panic.
“Unless you do not wish it,” Ansel answered gently. “There are other ways we can be together.”
I took a deep breath and shook my head. “No, I want this. I want to share my body with you in every way.”
“Don’t worry; I will go slowly and make sure that you are prepared.”
“I trust you,” I told him honestly, without a doubt in my mind. “I want you to take me.”
Ansel’s eyes grew dark as he removed the cork from the bottle. He poured a small amount of oil onto his index finger and spread it around with the pad of his thumb.
My pulse and breathing were both quick with nerves as he climbed onto his knees on the bed, but I spread my legs open. Ididtrust him, and I wanted everything. My desire outweighed my fear.
Ansel ran his slick fingertip along the crack of my ass, stopping to tickle my hole. It felt…nice, and I sighed in relief. But when my lover pressed the pad of his finger against my hole, nervousness overtook me again.
“Relax and breathe,” Ansel instructed. “I will not hurt you.”
I knew it to be true, so I took a deep breath and forced my muscles to relax. I squeezed my eyes shut as Ansel’s finger breached my entrance. There was a slight sting, but it was nothing I couldn’t bear.
He inched his digit inside me, brushing against my internal walls. The sting went away, and a dull tingle of pleasure took its place. Ansel slid back and forth, and with each pass, his finger moved more easily inside me. My body grew used to the intrusion, and it craved more.
He answered my yearning by pressing in a second finger. The sting returned, but I embraced it; wanted it. My knees fell to the mattress, opening myself up to him. My body greedily ate his digits as he pumped them in and out of my ass.
“Ansel, it feels incredible,” I moaned, pushing down against him.
“I can make you feel even better,” he promised before turning his wrist. Ansel curled his finger, brushing it against a spot along the top of my channel which made me cry out into the room. My back arched off of the mattress, and my weight balanced on my flattened feet.
