you're welcome for the emotional whiplash

She kissed him fervently, pressing against him as though she might mold herself to the shape of his body, and was rewarded with a moan against her lips that provoked a satisfied smile. It was a heady thing, to be able to affect someone like that, to be able to kindle their desire until it blazed. She wondered if Zavien felt the same kind of happiness just from being able to bring her pleasure as she did for him.

His hand slipping from her hip to her thigh was all the encouragement she needed to continue. Breaking the kiss, she tried to roll him onto his back, moving with him until she lay atop him. It was not, perhaps, the most practiced move, but so long as she got what she wanted, she found she didn’t care if it was perfectly sexy or not. Trailing a line of kisses down his jaw, she nipped lightly at his neck, her hands roving from his shoulders and down towards the hem of his shirt, where she could slip beneath the fabric to tease and taunt with light touches that promised more.

Sohalia

Leaning into her arching body, Zavien tangled his free hand into her hair, deepening the kiss with an increasing heat that he did nothing to hide. He squeezed the soft skin of her thigh, pulling her close enough that she could feel the growing effect she had on him. 

When she broke the kiss, he nearly groaned with disappointment but dutifully rolled onto his back with her guidance. With her laying on top of him, Zavien found himself in a predicament he'd never been in before: completely at her mercy. He looked up at her with curiously dark eyes, his hands moving to brace against her waist as he waited to see what she'd do in this new territory. 

His head angled to capture her lips when she made her way towards him, but she denied him and began peppering kisses down his jaw and neck. Surprised, he huffed a humored breath that immediately turned to a sharp inhale when she nipped at the vulnerable skin, her hands dancing seductive patterns under his shirt that had him tightening his hold on her.

Zavien

When his hand tangled in her hair, Soh moaned softly, rolling her hips against his growing erection, nearly abandoning her plans in favor of ceding control back to Zavien. Things did, after all, seem to go quite well for her when he was in charge - but this time, she wanted the focus to be on him, on giving him pleasure. So she rolled them over until she straddled him, peppering kisses along his jaw and nipping at his neck. When she sat up slightly, hands tugging insistently at his shirt, she saw his curious eyes on her and blushed faintly. She wasn’t exactly sure what she was doing, having never been in this exact situation before, but she was certainly going to figure it out.

Shedding her own shirt and quickly disposing of the bra beneath, she looked down at him with a coy smile. Tracing a light line down his chest with her nails, she leaned in to press herself more firmly against him, loving the feel of skin on skin as she captured his lips once more.

Sohalia

When she leaned back to tug at his shirt, Zavien hinged up to pull off the clothing for her, leaving his tanned chest bare for her to take in the muscles and scar tissue. Anticipation ran tight across his chest, breaths turning fast and deep as he watched her. He wasn't really sure what to do with himself. He wasn't really in a position to pleasure her, and he didn't know how to just release that control, how to lay back and let her lead. 

However, as her own shirt lifted and her bra fell to the floor somewhere, he gaped openly at her. He took in her perfect skin, drank in every beautiful scar, admired the gorgeous swell of her breasts and curves of her hips, appreciated the way she smiled like she had devious plans in mind for him. 

Gods, he loved her. 

Her nails traced lines down his chest as Zavien lowered his hands to her thighs, his eyes watching her as the contact sent shivers down his spine. He thought she might continue teasing him, to drag out whatever torturous scheme she'd conjured in her mind; but then she was suddenly pressed against him, the lack of contact traded for an overwhelming warmth as she melted and molded perfectly against him all the way to the kiss she planted on his lips. Zavien pushed his head off the bed to deepen the kiss in what little control he could find, his hands inadvertently pulling her tighter over his growing erection.

Zavien

Unaware of Zavien’s inner turmoil about letting her lead, Soh paused as he tugged his shirt off to simply admire. His muscular chest was tan and toned, every line a testament to his strength and self-discipline. Even his scars were a reminder of who he was at his core, and Soh had to resist the urge to trace each one with light, loving touches just to familiarize herself with the planes of his body. She’d seen him naked before, but this was the first time she’d been able to take her time in exploring him, in getting to know every dip and valley of skin over hard muscle.

When she finally fell forward to kiss him, it was a kiss filled with all the love and desire in her heart, and she took her time in savoring it, even as his hands pulled her tighter against his growing erection. She didn’t want to rush this, wanted to take her time an make him feel as wonderful as he always did her - and yet she didn’t want to torment him and make him wait, either.

With an apologetic half-smile, she withdrew just enough to reach between them, fingers slipping beneath the waist of his pants. To get them all the way off, though, she’d have to move - so she pressed one last kiss to his lips before sliding off the edge of the bed, taking his pants with her, to discard them onto the floor. It was but a moment before she was back astride him, but it felt like too long, and as though to make up for it, Soh was quick to grind her core against his hard length, a slow, teasing movement meant to heighten his desire before she took what they both wanted.

Sohalia

He felt more than saw the smile, wondering how much Soh was enjoying this when compared with their usual variety of sex. It wasn't something he was complaining about, but every instinct begged him to take charge, to prioritize her pleasure again, to caress and give and love in all the ways he could. Instead, he was forced to lay back, drawing in a breath as her hand drifted towards his pants. 

A heartbeat and she was up, stripping off his pants with some assistance from his raised hips. It wasn't smooth or easy, particularly as it freed his erection from its constraint in a blissful moment of relief and clarity that had him sighing. But then she was straddling him again, the heat flaring brighter than before as she grinded against him. 

Zavien sucked in air, every muscle in his body straining as he gripped her thighs, his cock beginning to throb from the force of the desire she'd awakened. His hips rolled up to meet her, a low groan sounding from his chest as the friction sparked more heat along his spine. It sounded suspiciously like her name, a plea barbed with restraint, a breath wrapped in wavering control.

Zavien

While she certainly wasn’t above taking pleasure, particularly when he was so generous with giving it, Soh had never been one to simply be content with receiving. She wanted to show him how she felt about him, to give all that she had to give just because she could. And, as it turned out, she found almost as much pleasure in this as she did when he was in control.

Particularly as the languid roll of her hips against him sparked such a satisfying reaction. Zavien groaned something that sounded like her name, and her heart fluttered in her chest at the sound. It was a plea and a promise wrapped into one, and Soh’s smile quirked once more as she raised herself, carefully lined him up with her core, and slowly slid down onto his length. Bracing herself lightly with her hands on his chest, she withdrew just as slowly, just to the tip, and then sank back onto him with a soft gasp of pleasure.

Sohalia

Already seeing stars, Zavien had to brace himself as she aligned herself to him, the heat of her barely touching him before his head was falling back. He might have sworn, he might have prayed, he might have done both as he moaned her name, he couldn't tell as his jaw clenched tight, his body turning rigid as she slid easily onto him. It took everything in him not to buck his hips, to force himself deeper in a single thrust, to find some sense of control over himself again. His hold on her thighs was almost bruising, begging her on. 

She seated herself fully and Zavien's back arched, his sucking breath fitting itself around the feel of her, trying to find space amidst the new sensation. They came quick and demanding, his mind already blinding with a sea of vibrant thoughts around Soh and every pulsing awareness he had of her. As he hands stabilized against his chest, she'd be able to feel the rapid intake of trembling breaths, the racing of his heartbeat, the tension of his muscles as he felt her rise. 

When she sank down a second time, Zavien caught her soft gasp, taking comfort to know she was enjoying this. It diverted some of his attention, one hand freeing itself from her hip to palm her exposed breast while he contained his instincts to a moderate roll of his hips and another deep groan.

Zavien

The sound of her name falling from his lips sent a shiver of delight through Soh as she slid easily onto him. He held her tightly, the grip on her thighs almost bruising in its intensity as she seated herself fully, and Soh sucked in a shaky inhale as she adjusted to the new fullness. Zavien’s chest stuttered beneath her hands, his own breaths trembling and his heartbeat racing as she rose once more; and as she sank back down, his hips rose to meet her, a deep, guttural groan spurring her on.

She’d never been in control of the pace or the angle or the depth, relying on Zavien to read her body and her reactions to ensure the most pleasure. And while she still rather thought she preferred that to this, there was something satisfying about being the one in charge, about having him at her mercy. As she began to ride him in earnest, head falling back as her hips rolled, she realized that there were any number of ways that they could explore each other, and she looked forward to learning exactly what all of those ways were.

But for now, sinking back onto him with a moan of her own, she focused on Zavien. He palmed her breast in one hand, and she arched into the contact, silently encouraging him to touch her if that was what he wanted. She set a steady pace, trying to pay attention to his reactions to find the angle and depth of each stroke, entirely attuned to his body and his pleasure even as she found her own.

Sohalia

With so much discussion around Soh and her autonomy and independence, Zavien found the situation more than fitting. Contrary to every bone in his body, he had to relinquish some of that control, to give Soh the power to be her own person and make her own decisions; and if that meant she wanted to ride him into oblivion, he was prepared to let her. Still, he did what he could from his position to ensure she was properly equipped for success. He held her hips firmly in place over him, palming and kneading at her breast while he gave small thrusts of his own to match her rhythm, hoping she'd find her own release along this journey. It was all he could physically do as she dragged him closer to his own climax. 

Zavien could feel how she adjusted around him. The variety had different flavors and textures of pleasure pulsing down his spine, some causing him to release a soft moan while others seized his body to the point he couldn't breathe, his head pressing back into the bed as he road the moment of overwhelming pleasure. She seemed to find that spot now, and he gasped a strained breath between thrusts, every muscle rigid as he clenched his jaw shut, knowing that when she did it again, his orgasm would be inevitable.

Zavien

Soh felt every shuddering moan, every gasping moment of tension that had Zavien tilting his head back into the mattress. His touch was electric on her breast and her hip, coaxing her into her own pleasure. She tried to focus on him more than on herself, but as she continued to roll her hips, breath coming in short gasps, she realized that affecting him so strongly, feeling so in control and powerful, was enough to start her on the path to her own release. His ministrations, limited as they were, only served to enhance her experience.

She angled herself slightly to take him deeper, and was rewarded with a thrilling jolt of electricity as she managed to both stimulate a previously undiscovered place of her own and drive Zavien further towards his release. She threw her head back, letting out a sound that might have been a curse or a prayer, and did it again. Just a few more thrusts -

An orgasm crashed over her, and she cried out a garbled version of his name. It was different from the one before - less intense, but no less pleasurable - but she continued to move, however shakily, hoping to drive him over the edge with her.

Sohalia

He could hear Soh reaching her peak, even if he couldn't see her with his eyes closed. He knew it was coming, knew she was going to drag him over with her. Wanting desperately to watch her fall, Zavien forced his head up, able to peer at her through the haze of his own approaching orgasm. She was resplendent, glorious, free as she threw her head back and cried out his name in ecstasy. He didn't think he'd ever seen something so beautiful. 

The sight was too much, his love and pride compounding in a crashing explosion of light and force through him. He let out a guttural, growling groan of a shout that held too much emotion to be words, the impact wiping his mind clear as his hips bucked deeper into her, his head thrown back so far that his neck strained from the force, his heart ramming against his chest with such aggression that he thought she might be able to hear it. 

Only when the initial shock of it had passed did he breathe, a gasp that had his body curling forward to stutter a few final thrusts that turned longer and slower with each repetition. He eventually stopped, sucking in deep lung fulls of air as the energy drained from him. A deep flush had formed on his cheeks, a sheen of sweat coating his skin, a glazed look blurring his vision. It was hard to tell which way was up, his tingling nerves only aware of Soh at his fingertips. Blinking, he tried to pull her closer, wanting to kiss her or wrap her in his arms or just feel more of her in any way he could.

Zavien

She felt him straining beneath her, falling over the edge alongside her. His guttural groan echoed in her ears as she saw stars, feeling almost overwhelmed by the depth of emotion she heard in it. As she began to come down from the high of her orgasm, her movements slowed in time with Zavien’s stuttered thrusts, and she finally collapsed forward onto his chest, pressing her lips to his in a lingering, adoring kiss.

”I love you so much,” she whispered after a moment, breath ghosting across his lips, pulling away just enough to begin to catch her breath. Heart rate finally beginning to steady, she folded herself against him, cuddling closer with his arms around her, completely and utterly content.

Sohalia

Through the haze, he felt Soh fall into him, felt her lips press against his in a moment of blissful delirium. Light and color flashed behind his eyes as he shared this with her, a content exhale following her lips when she drew away to whisper her affections onto his mouth. Zavien smiled, eyelids heavy as he whispered back, "I've never loved anyone like I love you." 

When she curled into him, Zavien let his arms fall to their natural positions across her arms and back, cradling her against his chest in a gentle caress. His eyes fell closed, his words coming out breathy as he said, "You're incredible." Fingers traced lazy patterns on her skin, appreciating the woman in his arms, the one whose heart beat against his sternum, who was independent and generous and kind and everything he hadn't known he was missing.

Zavien