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“I think you’ll like this.”
It’s my only warning before he’s squeezing the sponge over my neck and shoulders, warm rivulets of water spilling down my naked body. I gasp in delight, the water gentle and heated, relaxing muscles I didn’t realize were still tense.
He rolls the sponge delicately over my body, sluicing the water across my arms and breasts, while lightly brushing over the bruises and cuts. Every trail of water that runs down my body he follows with the sponge, leaving no area untouched. He handles me as if I were the most precious thing to him, with gentle, reverent caresses.
I’ve never felt so cared for in all my life. He carefully washes away the blood and grime of the day’s events from my skin; leaving me warm, and pink, resting against him. I’m spread across his lap, exposed and open, yet I’ve never felt more safe, wrapped in a bubble of trust.
He continues to bathe me as I lay across his lap, lost in the sensations. He strokes up and down my body in smooth, sweeping motions, quietly thrilling me with each touch. I feel wonderful, and it shows in the form of slick cream spreading over my thighs.
His gentle touches are intimate and consuming in a way I’ve never felt before. Lovemaking with Zy was always passionate and thrilling, but this is something altogether different, and more powerful. He’s barely done anything sexual to me, and already I’m quivering and drenched by his touch.
Eventually, he brings the sponge between my legs, and groans when he feels my wetness. He runs the sponge over my legs as he brings his staff to rub enticingly along my pelvis.
I groan heavily, feeling his thickness as he rubs against me, pressing against my clit. We gently grind against one another, until he finally drops the sponge, and instead moves to hold my waist. With easy movements, he lines himself up, and slowly begins to push inside me.
Zy stretches me full, big and thick in a way that is familiar, yet new, all at the same time. He guides himself to press deeply, in slow thrusts, while guiding my hips to roll further onto his shaft. We both make strange noises of pleasure and sensation, and I draw out his name like the low note of a song.
With every inch he withdraws, only to push back in even more deeply with each pass, until I am filled beyond thought. When he’s finally seated all the way inside, we both pause for a moment to breathe profoundly. Then he’s grinding into me, filling my womb over and over as we move together.
Throughout it all, he’s been kind and gentle, and even the pace of his lovemaking is kept with me in mind. I love how mild he is with me, despite all the strength I know he possesses, and it thrills me that he will only use that strength to protect me, never to hurt me.
Pleasure tightens my abdomen, and almost as soon as I realize what is happening, my orgasm crests over me, catching me off-guard with its intensity. Zy grunts in response, and tips me backward, even as he continues to move us back and forth. I gasp and moan as he keeps pushing into me, taking his own pleasure even as my own rises once more.
With another rolling thrust of our hips, I’m laying all the way back now, pressed into the mattress. Zy is still gentle, but the intensity of his steady movements overwhelms me. Again I find bliss, as his turgid press makes me climax all over again.
“Is this what you need?” he bites out, thrusting harder now, driving into me as he lets the bed take the brunt of his weight. He is still on his knees, gripping me light and firm, and his cock keeps filling me to distraction.
“Yes,” I bite out, crying at the joy he brings. With each drive, he gives me exactly what I need, securing me in his arms. Something about the desire he ignites in me makes me feel powerful, as if I inherit some of his strength each time he enters me.
Zy is over me now, grinding with the same pressure, driving me over the edge once more. I feel my legs draped over his thighs, his light grip at my waist, and the heat of his groin moving deep inside me; but all of it is secondary to the bliss that the combination of all of it brings.
Then he leans down and gives a great, sucking pull on my nipple, and I’m lost to bliss for a third time. It’s only then that Zy’s incredible control slips, and he’s thrusting into me as he chases his own bliss. He surges into me a few more times, before a blooming warmth fills me.
Giving a rough shout, he falls over the same cliff he has brought me to over and over. With a great heave he slips out and collapses beside me, both of us panting with exertion, despite his gentility.
We take a moment, reveling in the quiet feel of each other, in the wake of such intimacy. Zy’s hands have fallen from my hips, and when I glance down, I see my hand now resting in his. Even strung out in bliss, he still wants to keep me close, precious and safe.
“I love you,” I say quietly. They are small, but they are the only words that encapsulate the moment.
He returns my gaze, and stares at me- into me, with deep, fathomless eyes. “I love you too,” he replies, just as soft. Those are the only words we exchange for the rest of the evening and it is perfect.
26
ZY
Iwake gently in the morning, first greeted by the long, yellow beams of the sun shining in through the window. I turn to my side to see my favorite sight; Kyra’s beautiful face. Her long blonde hair falls down over her freckled face as she sleeps, her chest gently rising and falling with every breath she takes.
I lay a hand on her swift cheeks, the feeling of which is akin to resting my hands on the softest of silks. Her skin is smooth as velvet as I run my hand over her face. Just then, a gentle cooing comes from the nearby cot.
I turn and move slowly so as to not wake Kyra. Tiptoeing to the cot, I lift Traisius into my arms before carrying him to the counter. There, I change his diaper just the way that Kyra told me. I then return to the bed.
“You’re getting bigger and stronger, aren’t you boy?” I say to him.
It has been a few weeks since the incident at the Broken Horn tavern. They’ve given Kyra a few weeks off to rest up and recover both physically and mentally from what happened that night. I myself have taken some time off of work to spend some quality time with Kyra and Traisius. Since then, life has been nothing but bliss, living out our time off together and spending days enjoying our newfound life as one happy family.
Just then, Kyra’s body shifts underneath the sheets. Her eyes gently bat open, a smile stretching from ear to ear as she sees us. She reaches her hand out, pinching both me and Traisius on our cheeks. Sitting up, she rests her back against the bed frame while extending her arms in a stretch.
“Good morning,” she says, leaning over to kiss me.
