the Tale of Sir Isaac

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iamthefirechild:

She couldn’t get enough of him. They’d been apart for only a few months, after knowing each other only a few weeks, and all she wanted was to lock herself away with him forever. (Possibly the fact that he’d apparently still been listening to his fellow knights even while they were parted had something to do with this.)

She had no idea how long he teased, licked, kissed and stroked her to completion — it could have been hours or merely minutes. He left her gasping, helpless in his hands, wrung out with desire. She managed to say, at one point, raggedly, “I meant to be doing this to you,” before he silenced her again.

And at one point there was a brief commotion outside the door — it sounded rather like someone officious looking for them, and being pointedly prevented by a guard. There was some muffled swearing involved.

Although they had only been apart for a few months, it had felt like a lifetime to Issac, and he was determined to learn her body all over again and make her fall apart with pleasure, as if it was their first time once more. He knew that he could spend hours like this with her, being intimate together and curling around one another, completely vulnerable and at each with one another.

Tilting his head slightly to listen to her stammered protests, he smiled against her and continued to lick her out for a while longer, making her fall apart once again and he kissed her there as he waited for her to come down from her high. 

He lay there afterwards, head pillowed on her thigh as he tried to catch his breath, listening to the muffled chaos on the other side of the door. He hoped that whoever was so desperate to see them could wait, for if they entered now they would see the Princess and her lover bare and in the midst of love-making, and that was something that Isaac only ever wanted to share with Summer.

Whomever it was, they went away shortly after, and there was silence from without again. Summer lifted a shaking hand and stroked Isaac’s hair, body occasionally twitching with aftershock. “Shall we do this forever, while the guards turn away everyone?” she whispered, laughing a little. “Even you must become bored of me eventually.”

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