Zavien
Fear is pain arising from the anticipation of evil.
The soft touch of her lips was blazing a line down his chest, muscles flexing beneath her touch, his own hands split between claiming her hips and fumbling with her bra. He grinned back, a teasing whisper while he pulled her impossibly closer with his grip on her thigh. "Probably not as long as I have." It wasn't a competition, but he was happy to tell her all the times he'd wished and wanted to get her like this, to show her exactly what kind of affect she had on him and all the ways he cared about her. That patience and gentlemanly intentionality that had stopped him before was quickly falling away with her coy smiles and wanting gasps.
His fingers finally found the clasp to release her from the restrictive bra just as Lena was tugging at his waist. In the process of rushing to assist her, Zavien took in the minefield of clothes strewn across the floor, the water threatening to run over the side of the bathtub, the unforgiving surfaces of the space so at odds with all the soft caresses and fuzzy emotions...
He stopped.
"Nope." Cupping his hands beneath her ass, he lifted her swiftly into his arms with a shake of his head then flicked off the water spicket and stepped out of the bathroom. A strained laugh followed as he struggled to explain, "I won't have our first time be in a tub." Perhaps he was too much of a romantic, having waited so long, but Zavien wouldn't - couldn't - make love to her in a sterile tiled room when there was a perfectly good bedroom down the hall.
His stride was long and hurried, hands taking turns roaming up her body in quiet revery like she was a dream he was trying to keep hold of, worried he might wake if he gripped her too hard, but unwilling to let her go. "I don't want anything between us, not even water." A deep flush sprang to his cheeks, mixing with the heat already there, not that it stopped him from saying what was on his heart as he carried them into the room, laying her atop the bed like it was a cloud made for them. "I want to feel all of you, and you all of me." Partially to disguise the red of his cheeks and partially to prove his words, Zavien started a trail of slow, methodical kisses down from the soft spot just behind her ear. Fingers skimmed the smooth skin of her ass where he'd held her, the other setting a path towards her chest, exploring and eager to please.
Releasing Lena just enough to grin down at her, the warmth of his gaze gleamed with every ounce of hope and love that swelled in his chest. "There will be plenty of time for tubs later."
His fingers finally found the clasp to release her from the restrictive bra just as Lena was tugging at his waist. In the process of rushing to assist her, Zavien took in the minefield of clothes strewn across the floor, the water threatening to run over the side of the bathtub, the unforgiving surfaces of the space so at odds with all the soft caresses and fuzzy emotions...
He stopped.
"Nope." Cupping his hands beneath her ass, he lifted her swiftly into his arms with a shake of his head then flicked off the water spicket and stepped out of the bathroom. A strained laugh followed as he struggled to explain, "I won't have our first time be in a tub." Perhaps he was too much of a romantic, having waited so long, but Zavien wouldn't - couldn't - make love to her in a sterile tiled room when there was a perfectly good bedroom down the hall.
His stride was long and hurried, hands taking turns roaming up her body in quiet revery like she was a dream he was trying to keep hold of, worried he might wake if he gripped her too hard, but unwilling to let her go. "I don't want anything between us, not even water." A deep flush sprang to his cheeks, mixing with the heat already there, not that it stopped him from saying what was on his heart as he carried them into the room, laying her atop the bed like it was a cloud made for them. "I want to feel all of you, and you all of me." Partially to disguise the red of his cheeks and partially to prove his words, Zavien started a trail of slow, methodical kisses down from the soft spot just behind her ear. Fingers skimmed the smooth skin of her ass where he'd held her, the other setting a path towards her chest, exploring and eager to please.
Releasing Lena just enough to grin down at her, the warmth of his gaze gleamed with every ounce of hope and love that swelled in his chest. "There will be plenty of time for tubs later."
