"Kayla, what are you doing?"
She turned and smiled at the nude man on her bed.
"It's freezing here. Come. Warm me up." He waggled a finger at her and she giggled, crawling onto the furs-covered bed with him. She drank him in with her eyes before tasting him with her lips. His fiery red hair contrasted his pale skin sharply, his muscled body looked as if it was etched in stone, but was warm and moving under her fingers.
Her legs slid along the furs as he pulled her to him, setting her on his hips.
"Why are you still dressed?" he asked, gingerly brushing aside her own red locks as his bright green eyes locked on her own brown ones. She opened her mouth to reply, but he shushed her by pulling her into a passionate kiss. His slid his hands deftly up her thighs before resting them on her full buttocks, giving them a light squeeze. She swatted his hands away, grinning.
"You're such a tease!" He mock-pouted. He traced her jawline momentarily before sliding his hands up her thighs again. She grinned and silently unbuttoned the top of her dress, slowly, button by button. He'd had enough, she could tell by the growing pressure of his grip on her thighs. She yelped in surprise when he pulled at her top roughly, popping the rest of the buttons.
he drank in her body, then gave her a playful smile.
"I've got a surprise for you." He said, piquing her interest.
"Oh?" Her brow raised.
He slid her forward and, to her surprise covered his face with her and began exploring her. In the darkness of the room in Hackdirt, Kayla's body responded to Drathen's touch, her back arching and her hips bucking slightly. She gripped his shirt with one hand and the covers with another. Her legs slid against the sheets as her mounting pleasure gave way to a sudden rush, and from her lips escaped a small, quiet moan.
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