Safe


Authors
Azulann
Published
4 years, 1 month ago
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Explicit Sexual Content

I don’t know how to write smut also consider this possibly part of a longer fic or a preface to an older one who knows I’ll edit grammar when not on my phone

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Uncontainable pants and moans escaped Sage’s lips as she gripped desperately to the sheets beneath her, the whites of her knuckles displaying her excitement and surprises with these feelings. The unfamiliar feelings between her legs sent her mind reeling, hips desperately rocking at the warm flesh that teased and penetrated the warmth of her most sensitive areas. 

Sage allowed her eyes to squeeze shut tighter and tighter with each satisfying movement, each stroke of her walls, too unsure of what levels she could allow herself to reach yet too lost to her own pleasure to contain herself for too much longer. No more could she contain herself as she let out her loudest gasp yet as the feeling of Sylvain’s tongue within her combined worth he subtle tickle of his hair brushing the inside of her thigh. The man couldn’t help but let out a laugh, sending further vibrations throughout her body.

Sage’s voice  hitched in her throat as he continued his adventure between her thighs, his hand occasionally squeezing and sliding up and down as he belt her leg propped up, a finger occasionally stroking her already pulsating areas of sensitivity. She could do little but toss her head about, back arching with every new feeling. She desperately wished to look upon him, yet felt herself too shy to do so, even in her position. Be it from the immense pleasure she felt or the embarrassment of the thoughts of eye contact, Sage’s face remained intensely flush as she struggled desperately to find her breathe.

A relaxed whine left Sage’s mouth as she felt the heat that had consumed her for what felt an eternity pull away from her walls. A sudden weight fell upon her knee as the feeling of a sudden wet pressure pressed to the inside of her thigh. “Look at me,” a voice rang out down her body, the breathe of the words tickling her lower body. She did as asked, using whatever strength she had left to glance downward past her own body to see Sylvain’s head resting gently against her leg. As their eyes made contact, the young man maintained the connection, turning his head only slightly to connect with her thigh once more, placing a gentle wet kiss upon it. 

The subtle feeling and observation sent a wave of pleasure through her, yet she found herself too embarrassed to continue the connection. Sage allowed her head to fall backwards once more, closing her eyes and panting heavily in desperation for oxygen while she could. Moments later, she felt rough hands gently sliding her her stomach, a sudden weight sinking the bed beneath her further downward as she felt a presence looming over her figure. 

Again, a low voice repeated the request of earlier, feeling more gentle, more sincere and almost desperate as Sylvain begged “Look at me. Please.” Sage hesitates for a moment, seemingly lost in her own mind before finally turning to glance up at the man hovering over her. Sylvain’s eyes pierced her very soul in that moment, their connection as sincere as could come. The look on his face was serious, intense as his brows furrowed. To some, it might have been seen as anger, an out of character glare for the young man. But to her, it was a look of reassurance, of security. Never had he been so sure of something, so immersed. Sage couldn’t help but finally smile at his sincerity. In one look, he had washed of her of everything she could ever have to fear. 

Sage gently reached to stroke the hairs from Sylvain’s face, stuck with sweat and heat. He smiled at her relaxation, quickly lifting Sage’s upper body into his firm arms, their lips connecting in a fury of passions. Sage gasped slightly at the sudden movement, pulled into a sense of comfort and satisfaction at the taste of herself on Sylvain’s lips. She hadn’t noticed how intensely bitten her lips had become, be it from their moments or her own biting. Unable to contain the joys the two felt in that moment, small tears formed in one another’s eyes as they pondered their fortunes. Once doomed to their fates, they had found one another in their darkness. And in that darkness, they dared take a chance, giving everything to one another. Their love. Their happiness. Their very being. And it was here that they found their fate. Here, it was safe.