A Little Late Night Visit (PG-17)

Writers: Ames, Suzee
Date Posted: 12th April 2011

Characters: D'ale, Kenza
Description: Seems like old times for the pair.
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 1, day 18 of Turn 6
Rating: PG-17

D'ale

Kenza had already had Solith inform Torerath of her approach. With a
smile playing on her lips she slipped into his weyr. She'd never been
the one man type, especially not in her youth, but ever since his
return to Dragonsfall, Kenza had found herself craving his touch more
and more.

"Care for a little late night visit?" She asked as she stepped inside
without knocking.

}:Solith's comes for a visit.:{ Torerath's smug comment seemed to say
he approved and D'ale grinned. His lap was full of gitar and he'd been
learning a new song for an upcoming stint with the harpers. He'd
decided to get himself back in practice and sit in with the harpers
during dinner.

He smiled as she slipped in the door and stood placing the gitar on
it's stand before opening his arms. "Sounds wonderful to me."

She walked easily into his arms, wrapping her own around him as she
rested her head against his chest. "What have you been working on?"
She asked him, inclining her head towards his gitar, before looking up
to meet his eyes.

"Oh just getting my fingers back in shape." he said clenching and
unclenching his hand. When he hadn't practice'd for a while the
fingers hurt. He waggled his eyebrows and added "I can think of
another way to keep my fingers busy green rider."

"Oh, really," she purred, her hands sliding up his arms to toy with
the hair at the nap of his neck. "Perhaps you should show me," she
murmured breathlessly, leaning up on her toes to press her mouth to
his for a kiss.

Given the opening D'ale didn't need anymore encouragement to take
possession of her lips and spent several moments showing her. Then he
pulled back to look into her eyes before he growled softly and went
back for more.

She eagerly accepted his kisses, pressing her body closer to his,
needing to feel his strong muscles once more. Her own tongue dove
wildly into his mouth with abandon. He was like a toxin she just
couldn't seem to get enough of anymore. Her hands tugged at his tunic,
wanting to feel skin against her fingers.

Her response electrified him and his response was swift. He reached
behind him and tugged the shirt off over his head tossing it to the
side before working on hers.

She helped him dislodge her own shirt, allowing her bosom to fall
freely. She'd known exactly why she had been coming here and had kept
any extra clothing to a minimum. Her lips sought his once more,
needing to taste him. As she pressed towards him she gasped happily at
the feel of her breasts skimming his chest. She reached a hand down
and undid the ties that held her pants to her, knowing he would be
pleased to find that once he removed those there would be nothing else
between them. Then he could show her exactly what those amazing
fingers of his could do.

His hands rose up her sides then his thumbs splayed to graze her dark
nipples after her shirt came off. His eyes crinkled at her lack of
underthings. Then he pulled her closer again and his head dipped to
her neck. He felt her working on her pants so his hands went down her
back to find their way under her waist band and cup the ripe flesh
beneath pulling her against the evidence of his desire.

"Yes," she murmured, turning her neck to give him easier access even
as she wiggled against his hips to tease his own interest. Her hands
brushed against it and smiled when she felt a reaction.

Her teasing drove him crazy and she knew it, just like he knew her
body well enough to use it against her. He held her against him and
his hips ground forward pushing her back slowly step by step until he
had her against the bed.

She was already energized by his touch. The way he moved his hips
nearly drove her over the edge. Her body had already been primed for
this the moment she'd come here, it had been the _reason_ she'd come
here. Her fingers fumbled with his own pants, her own forgotten for
the moment. When she managed to undo the ties, Kenza eagerly slipped
her hand inside, grinning wickedly at his reaction.

He growled and let go of her long enough to unfasten his pants and
drop them grabbing her hands and pushing her down onto the furs. He
crawled over her pulling her up with him. Finally he deposited her on
the pillows and laid down next to her. His mouth came down hungrily on
hers for a deep kiss. Then he broke off and stripped off her pants in
one smooth move.

A thrill of anticipation coursed through her at the sounds that
erupted from him. Then she had the glorious opportunity to feast her
eyes on his full beauty. Kenza squirmed with her own mounting desire.
Her hands sliding around his back as her lips joined his in a kiss of
passion and desire. Now free of all barriers, her body moved, trying
to encourage him and make him her own. She wanted him so badly, needed
to feel his touch, his arms. It was the feeling she got when she
soared with Solith. She knew D'ale could make her soar in a whole
different way.

His fingers began weaving their magic and he refrained from indulging
fully his body's demands immediately. Instead he concentrated on her
breasts with his lips and tongue while his fingers wandered south.

She moaned her delight and desire for him as he drove her to
distraction. "Now, I need you," she pleaded pulling on his hair to
bring his mouth to hers.

His lips curved in a smiled. "Not yet," he said pulling his head away.
"You came here to drive me crazy. Turn about is fair play." He slid
down her body to taste more of her sensitive flesh.

She nearly flew in that moment. Kenza's voice cried out her pleasure
at his amazing skill. This was why she had always loved this man,
loved what he could do to her. After agonizingly sweet moments of his
actions, she couldn't take it any longer. "D'ale, please!" She begged,
needing all of him.

The need in her voice now was music to his ears. Always so in command,
always in control. It had been difficult once upon a time to get her
to this place. He rose up and covered her body with his. His face
dropped to her neck...

Last updated on the April 27th 2011

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