Moved by a sudden impulse

Sohalia

Say my name
And every color illuminates

There was a brief pause, and Soh fully expected Zavien to pull away, to have to face the reality of the situation in which she’d found herself. Maybe it was a bad idea, after all, and maybe now she was going to have to own up to it. But then he was kissing her again, leaving her reeling, because what the fuck was with the mixed signals? ”Is it?” she asked breathlessly between kisses. Part of her wanted to demand that he give her one good reason why, but that part was lost in the taste of his lips on hers and the feel of his hands on her body.

Fingertips skimmed her rib cage, tracing a line up her spine, and Soh gasped at the sensation. Zavien pulled her closer, and she went willingly, pressing against him as she ran her fingers through his hair, over his bare shoulders, across any inch of skin she could reach. Reason was fading fast, giving way to instinct and impulse. Breaking the kiss to run her lips along Zavien’s jaw, she shifted her hips beneath him, hooking one leg around his as though to insist that for right now, at least, he was hers, and she wasn’t letting him go that easily.

We are shining
And we will never be afraid again

Courage is not simply one of the virtues,

Her question had him laughing around the kiss, the truth that tried desperately to break into the moment escaping in a breathy, uncaring word. "Probably." Then he silenced his own objections as much as hers, planting his mouth firmly against her lips in a deep, searing kiss that he drowned in. His grip tightened on her, unwilling to release her unless she asked, unwilling to let objections form. 

When he finally needed to come for air, Zavien turned his head into the kisses along the scruff of his jaw, his eyes fluttering for a moment before his gaze returned to her, dark and honest and full of desire. He couldn't stop the words that fell forth. "But I like you, Soh." Reasoning was fleeing along with his ability to contain the truth or its repercussions. A disbelieving smile on his as he added, "so I don't really care right now." 

One hand left her side, running down the exposed thigh wrapping around his hips and securing Soh in place as he stole another greedy kiss that burned through to his core. He pressed insistently against the hem of her shirt, beginning to hate the few pieces of clothing between them, already plotting ways to get them off with minimal loss of contact.

Zavien

but the form of every virtue at the testing point.

Sohalia

Say my name
And every color illuminates

If he wasn’t going to release her unless she asked, he was going to be holding on for a very long time, indeed. Soh’s fingers tangled in his hair as he kissed her fervently, with a passion that left her gasping for air. Perhaps she should have pressed further - he liked her? Like, liked her, liked her? - but, like him, she couldn’t bring herself to care just now. ”I like you, too,” she murmured in his ear. More than she should admit, probably, given that she hadn’t even realized that those feelings existed until today. But maybe this was what getting swept off one’s feet - literally, in her case - felt like.

Zavien hooked her leg higher, and she wrapped it around his hip, lifting herself against him. Her hands trailed down his chest, caressing exposed skin as they dropped to the hem of her own shirt. It was too much separation between them, especially now that his words had ignited a searing heat within her. Any amount of clothing was too much, and she wondered how she could get out of it without disrupting the moment. A part of her worried that if she pushed him away, even for a moment, he might disappear and the spell they were under might be broken. And she didn’t want that. She didn’t want that at all.

But it seemed she worried for nothing. Zavien’s kisses were intoxicating, leaving her head spinning as a delicious heat built between them. His free hand tugged at her shirt, and Soh wriggled beneath him (and if her hips rolled against his suggestively as she did so, what of it?), tugging at the hem as she tried to pull it off without releasing him from where he was entangled in her legs. It ended up somewhere nearby on the floor, and then she was reaching to pull him back to her, hands cupping his face as she pressed her lips back to his.

We are shining
And we will never be afraid again

Courage is not simply one of the virtues,

Her admission had his own thoughts reeling. Soh liked him?! What had her 'like' meant? What did his mean?! He hadn't even thought about it before the words had come tumbling out, their meaning lost in the heat of the moment, something to be considered and pondered and thoroughly stressed over when she wasn't tangled around him so perfectly. 

Thoughts were indiscriminately cast from his head when the friction of her hips met the evidence of his growing need - hardened by months of inattention and the mounting desire for the woman beneath him. A moan rumbled from his chest, grateful for the break of the kiss to steal a trembling breath that had his muscles tightening from the overwhelming sense of it all. He subconsciously reached behind Soh to help lift her from the couch, freeing the path for her to discard the clothing before rushing to place her back against the furniture where he could properly indulge. 

No longer hindered by the fabric of her top, Zavien's hand found her chest. He began sucking hot, searing kisses down her neck towards where his hand kneaded her breast, his fingers rolling the nipple between them with all the attention of someone starving for reaction, wanting desperately for her to want this too - because he couldn't stop now.

Zavien

but the form of every virtue at the testing point.

Sohalia

Say my name
And every color illuminates

Reason and logic, when it returned, would have Soh reeling - what had she meant? What had he meant? It was so jumbled and tangled that she could easily become lost in puzzling it all out - or she would, later, when Zavien’s hands and lips weren’t coaxing soft whimpers from her throat. Right now, there was only this - the heated insistence, deep down, that this was right. (It had to be, right? Otherwise, what were they even doing?)

His fingers rolled her nipple between them, and Soh moaned, hips bucking involuntarily this time. ”Zavien -“ she murmured, but whatever she meant to say was lost in the hot, sucking kisses trailing down her neck and over her chest. She wanted to feel him everywhere, wanted to touch him and taste him and take him.

Every gentle roll of his fingertips sent sparks flying all the way down to her core, and she traced the strong lines of his back as her hands dropped to the waistband of his shorts. She ran her fingers teasingly beneath the fabric, reaching just enough to suggest that she wanted more, but not enough to speed him along too much. She wanted this to last, to bask in the moment and revel in the pleasant surprise that the day had brought her.

We are shining
And we will never be afraid again

Courage is not simply one of the virtues,

If he were otherwise unaffected by unknown curses or the disorienting amount of desire pounding through his body, Zavien would have taken this slow, cherishing the moment as much as the woman; but as he was now, it was a battle he was quickly losing. His motions were tense, hasty with every passing second. 

The buck of her hips only made it worse, his breath hitching and vision swimming through a wave of pain that was rooted in pleasure. "Soh - " Her name pressed into where his mouth met her skin, the air brushing heat over the dampness before he moved lower to resume his downward progression. But it was stopped again by the distracted path of her hands easing to the top of his pants and beneath. 

He sucked in a breath. Not caring for whether the suggestion was rushed or not, Zavien obliged in a matter of heartbeats, reducing every remaining item into a heap on the floor where it couldn't restrain him any longer. Whether Soh took the brief opportunity to remove her own shorts or not, he was already poised above her before the heat could cool. In case it had, he curled his hand into her blonde hair and stole another dizzying kiss, stoking the flames that were burning bright through his veins. Meanwhile his free hand traveled past her navel and lower, openly seeking her clit with his fingers.

Zavien

but the form of every virtue at the testing point.

Sohalia

Say my name
And every color illuminates

Zavien’s motions were quick and tense, as though he couldn’t stand to wait another moment. Her name was like a prayer on his tongue, and she couldn’t help the slow, sensual smile that spread over her lips. Never before had she felt like she held so much power over someone else, like they needed her like she needed them. It was a heady sensation, and one that she would savor when she looked back on this moment.

When he moved to disrobe, Soh wasted no time in shucking off her own shorts and tossing them aside, ready and waiting when Zavien dove back onto the couch with her. Now totally bare beneath him, Soh could feel his erection pressing against her, and she whimpered with need as his lips met hers in a passionate embrace. With his hand tangled in her hair and the other inching lower over her abdomen, Soh thought she might die of bliss - and that was before he even made it to her clit.

His fingertips brushed against her core, and she gasped, arching into the contact as electricity zinged through her. ”Zav -“ she started, but his kisses stole his name from her lips. ”I want you,” she murmured against him, nipping lightly at his bottom lip. Let him take that how he would - whatever he wanted, she would freely give.

We are shining
And we will never be afraid again

Courage is not simply one of the virtues,

Every place they touched was like fire, flaring through every nerve and fractured thought. He wanted nothing more than to lose himself in her, to blur the lines between them until there was nothing but this. He distantly knew that they'd already crossed the line of friends. There was no going back at this point - not for him. But Zavien couldn't find it in him to care with the way she pressed into him, how her eyes had turned molten silver and her hair laced his fingers, the way his name fell from her swollen lips like a confession. He was captivated and enchanted and too far gone to care about anything else anymore. 

When her request came, it hit him like a command, one he was unable to refuse. His body responded without hesitation. Nodding wordlessly as he kissed Soh again, he rolled his fingers over her clit one more time before sinking slowly into her. Although he couldn't bring himself to wait, Zavien was aware of her every reaction as much as his own. Between moments of groans and strained breaths, he reached for her, bracing her spine to press her closer and ease the entry, using every spare breath to kiss her mouth, jaw, or neck in a shower of worship.

Zavien

but the form of every virtue at the testing point.

Sohalia

Say my name
And every color illuminates

Soh was lost in his green eyes, in too far to back out now. There would be time to untangle everything later, when he wasn’t braced between her naked thighs, kissing her as if every moment might be their last.

There was no hesitation as she murmured her request, and she cried out wordlessly as he entered her in one slow, smooth motion. Gods, he felt good. This, whatever this was, felt good. And didn’t she deserve to feel needed, to be wanted? They’d both borne enough in their shoulders, hadn’t they? This little slice of happiness, of desire - it was no less than they should accept, after the relatively shitty hands they’d been dealt.

He pressed her closer, palm pressed to her spine, and as he began to move, sparks lit behind Soh’s eyes. She was all too aware of every point at which they touched: his hand on her back, her arms over his shoulders, his lips crashing against hers, her thighs bracketing his hips. She rolled her hips in time with his thrusts, breath catching in her throat and whimpers of building pleasure escaping as she began to climb slowly towards her inevitable release.

We are shining
And we will never be afraid again

Courage is not simply one of the virtues,

He bit at her lip, begging her to drown him or burn him or bury him in whatever this was. She was so tight around him, meeting his every thrust with such dangerous precision that he swore there was another sun building in his core. It razed everything else until his sole awareness was her, where they touched and how they moved and the breaths they were trying hopelessly to steal from each other. It was torture and bliss in how it threatened to consume him. 

His body curled over her like he could block out the world, like he could protect this moment and everything that came with it, willing it to never end, but wishing desperately for release as the pace surged naturally on. He had to pull a hand from her back to brace against the couch, angling his hips to connect deeper with each thrust, her name rolling off his tongue with such ease that he might have said it before, although surely never with the same level of blistering need or heat, and yet it was all he could say, the syllables breathless with the approaching climax, delirious with desire.

Zavien

but the form of every virtue at the testing point.

Sohalia

Say my name
And every color illuminates

Soh barely noticed the absence of Zavien’s hand on her back, so entranced was she by the movement of his hips snapping against her. This, surely, was heaven; perhaps she’d died in Stormbreak’s fall after all, and was just now realizing that the afterlife was an improvement. Her name fell from his lips like a prayer, and her wordless whimpers answered. His pace was steady and relentless, driving out all rational thought and replacing it with incoherent pleasure.

Reaching between them, Soh toyed with her clit, driving herself higher, faster, unwilling to wait for the promise of release. With her other hand, she clung to Zavien’s back, nails digging into smooth skin as the combined sensations of his thrusts and her own ministrations had her teetering on the edge. Her orgasm came so suddenly that it almost took her by surprise, and she cried out Zavien’s name as she fell over the brink.

We are shining
And we will never be afraid again

Courage is not simply one of the virtues,

Zavien was so consumed by the moment that he couldn't hear anything beyond Soh. Every whimper and moan sent shivers down his spine, pleasure moving like waves down every limb until he was flooded with the feel of it all. It was too much - not enough - too much. He couldn't focus, couldn't think beyond the next crash. 

When Soh's orgasm hit, it was like a tsunami. She held him so tight that he gasped, everything hitting a peak that broke him immediately after, shattering into her with such force that his vision turned white as he tumbled helplessly over the edge with her. Her name came again, drawn out and exalting in the aftermath of what she'd done to him, the last of his breath going with it, leaving him panting and bracing through the lingering waves. 

Once he could blink again, his eyes rose to Soh's flushed face, still dazed but no less adoring as their green depths landed on her. Without a thought or care for what little breath he had, Zavien leaned down and kissed her again. This time was soft, washed in the heat of the orgasms and the pleasure singing through their bodies. He didn't rush or take or overwhelm. It was a gentle, cherishing gesture, and as his lips pulled away, he placed his forehead against hers, letting his eyes drift closed in a moment of utter peace as he caught his breath.

Zavien

but the form of every virtue at the testing point.

Sohalia

Say my name
And every color illuminates

She fell over the edge, and everything around them ceased to exist. There was only she and Zavien, and all the places they touched, and all the pleasure they had brought each other. Wave after wave of her orgasm crested, threatening to carry her away. And then Zavien followed, calling her name in a breathless cry that threatened to take her apart all over again.

In the aftermath, Soh lay blissfully upon the couch, panting and sated. Withdrawing her arm from between them, she traced lazy circles along Zavien’s arm and up to his shoulder. When his green eyes met her silver, she smiled, the gesture warm and sweet and almost shy. Their next kiss lingered, slow and sensuous, and Soh hummed affectionately against Zavien’s lips. When they parted, and he leaned his forehead against hers, she huffed half a laugh, the sound little more than a quiet exhale. ”That was…” she started, but no words that sprang to mind seemed sufficient to describe what had just occurred. Nudging his nose with hers, she finally settled on, ”Incredible.”

We are shining
And we will never be afraid again

Courage is not simply one of the virtues,

Blinking his eyes open again, he huffed a raspy laugh. He wasn't sure there was any word to describe what they'd done or how it'd happened. Incredible. Sensational. Phenomenal. Perfect. None of them seemed to capture how he felt, the way it had snuck up on them, or how natural it had felt when they gave in. But when he looked down at Soh again, only a single word came to mind, full of awe and wonder: "Extraordinary." His gaze lingered, taking in her beautiful glow, trying to memorize the moment down to every freckle.

Still feeling somewhat disoriented, Zavien finally shifted so that he could lay against the couch, curling her into his arms so that she laid half on him and half beside him, tucked comfortably into the grooves of his body. The blazing heat simmered to something warm and tender, a ray of dying sunlight falling into the room as he ran a hand down her arm. 

He hummed a low breath, glancing down at her as he played through everything in his mind again. "I don't think I've ever felt like that before," he admitted quietly, still baffled by the situation they now found themselves in.

Zavien

but the form of every virtue at the testing point.