Ghis (closed)

[KieranSoares]

Max never grinned like a fool, not even at his most excited. But his small, genuine smiles were warm and rather rare and he always had a smile to spare for the woman he'd come to love through all their trials together. "Let's give it one more try on our own before then," he murmured, rising to draw her toward their bed.

 

[heartofcourage]

"Now?" Beth asked with a blush on her cheeks and a grin on her lips. "My lord, I do believe that you can talk me into anything."

She laughed softly, beaming like a woman in love. She adored him and she loved the fact that he showed her a side of himself that he never showed to anyone else.

 

[KieranSoares]

If there was anything to be said for Maxwell of Chester, it was that he knew how to charm a lady. It was a skill he'd learned early on to get his way and impress lords in court. But it had become a skill for wooing his wife once he'd fallen in love. So he drew Beth to her feet, his intense eyes holding her gaze while his arms wrapped about her. That focused and fiery gaze was perhaps what had both attracted and scared all his potential brides when he'd begun courting, but Beth could soften him easily even if he hadn't wanted to admit it early on. With a soft and slow kiss, Max quietly let Beth know how he appreciated her standing at his side for so long.

 

[heartofcourage]

Beth let out a lovely sigh as Max stared down into her gaze and then kissed her with that familiar slow, burning kiss that she craved from him. Max had always been kind to her even when he was trying to be cool towards her. They had found joy in common hobbies and soon it had turned to love and the want for a family. She had hopes that perhaps they would still have that chance.

Beth's hands wrapped around her husband's neck and she pulled him close, whimpering as their kiss intensified.

 

[KieranSoares]

Max hadn't been the most confident of lovers at first, and had been cold to her, not seeking her pleasure as well as his own in their first year. But after they'd grown used to one another and began to find shared passions, he'd showed her a love he wouldn't speak of (at least not for another year) by seeing to all her needs in and out of bed. Now years later, he knew what she liked and what she craved and he was a slave to her wishes in bed as she so tenderly took care of him in return. He knew how sensitive her throat was and the area beneath her chin, so that was where his lips wandered to first while he pressed her back against the cool stone wall, quietly and somewhat playfully trapping her. He liked just a touch of rough-housing now and then, so it was not out of character for him to press her firmly to the wall, unable to slip away even if she wanted to.

 

[heartofcourage]

When she found herself pinned against the bedroom wall, Beth knew that she was in for a night to remember. She whimpered as his lips found their way to her chin and her throat, nibbling and kissing her until she shivered beneath her husband. Her hands tugged at his short hair, encouraging him in his exploration.

 

[KieranSoares]

Max's hands were quick to unlace the ties of her gown, but he made sure to drape it over a chair beside them rather than just toss it aside. He then dropped to his knees before her, pulling down her undergarments with him. It was not a treat he often gave, but he was definitely good at it when his tongue and his fingers delved between her folds.

 

[heartofcourage]

Beth let out a gasp as Max had her undressed and was soon kneeling in front of her, his lips and fingers attacking her wet flesh. She let out a whimper as he fingers curled tightly into his hair, supporting herself as he husband gave her a rare treat.

"Maxwell...oh, love." She whimpered, her eyes closing as she lost herself in the beautiful moment that they were sharing.

 

[KieranSoares]

Max took his time to thoroughly explore her wet folds and clit and her entrance, until he rose to take both her hands and lead her to their four-posted bed. Unbuttoning his tunic, he let it and his vest slide to the floor before he crawled up over Beth and found his comfortable place pressed to her hips while his kisses wandered all over her upper body. He was hard as steel already, but this was usually the point where he let her begin to take over. He had never said it aloud, but it was a secret pleasure of his to be overtaken, as he was usually the dominant one in his daily life.

 

[heartofcourage]

Max had always been a generous lover. He had taken a virginal girl and turned her into a wife that he could be proud of. She knew the moment that he ground down against her hips that he was eager to love her and have her love him. She couldn't help it as her hands found their way to his belt and his pants, opening both until her fingers wrapped around his hard cock. Beth let out a sigh as she pushed his pants over his hips, helping him to rid his body of his clothing, needing him desperately.

 

[KieranSoares]

Max let out a soft groan at her touch, her skin just a little cold against his own. But he hardly cared with the prize beneath him. With her loving and needful guidance, his solid shaft found its way to her moistened folds and into her core with slow but sure confidence.

 

[heartofcourage]

Beth let out a cry as her husband pressed into her body, her lips finding his own as they kissed with a passion that had slowly been burning to be released at that moment. She whimpered, her fingers finding their way to his shoulders where she clung to him for dear life.

"Mo chridhe." She whispered against his ear, her native tongue coming through as she called him her heart.

 

[KieranSoares]

When they'd first met, Max had acted disdainfully toward most Scots, especially clanfolk and he'd once hated the sound of Gaelic. All of that was thanks to his father. But by the time he and Beth married, he'd begun to pick up words from her. And when they'd fallen in love, he'd committed more and more to memory. He still didn't speak Gaelic at all, but she could say anything to him in her mother tongue and he'd understand. It served well for keeping secrets or communicating about emergencies when they didn't want anyone else to know. Often times, it was how Beth told him she loved him in public when he was stressed, and it would calm him down without making him appear soft.

But her words then, 'mo chridhe,' were the ones he knew best, and they served to coax him into action. His back and hips and thighs, made powerful by almost constant riding during the day, worked smoothly to pump into his love's body with absolutely solid force, but slow and calculated rhythm.

 

[heartofcourage]

Beth arched her body against her husband's as he started to pump into her with firm, sure strokes. She whimpered, her eyes locking on his own intense gaze. He only looked at her with that gaze. Even though he had the chance to take other women to bed, he only had eyes for Beth. She smiled up at him as they made love, hoping against hope that perhaps this time would be different than all the other times before. Just one child. That was all she hoped for. Just one chance to be a mother and give her husband the heir that her deserved.

 

[KieranSoares]

At her smile, Max couldn't help returning a small smile of his own, rare as it was. Taking firm hold of her thighs and sitting up, he redoubled his efforts, his lean muscles rippling with the driving motion. He focused sharply on her pleasure, having always tried to take care of her first in bed since they'd fallen in love.

 

[heartofcourage]

Beth finally closed her eyes and let herself go. Every emotion that she was feeling was pooling in her belly. She felt beautiful with her husband, content with the man that was normally harsh with his men. After a few more moments, Beth let out a cry and came for Max, her hips bucking up against his own as she rode out the pleasure that lit up her body.

 

[KieranSoares]

Max's own limit was much quieter, as it always was. His pounding hips slowed, and with just a few more deep thrusts, he pressed as tightly against her as possible and let out a soft grunt, his grip on her thighs tightening while a warm wave filled her belly and he let out a sigh of relief at the pleasure washing over him.

 

[heartofcourage]

Beth was panting as she felt Max's release as wave after wave of his seed filled her belly. Her fingers instantly went to his own hips, pulling him tightly against her body as her eyes opened to find his again.

"Stay here for a moment." She murmured softly, blushing as she knew that she sounded desperate, but she wanted to give them the best chance possible of conceiving.

 

[KieranSoares]

Max knew exactly what she meant, so he settled against her to hold her tight, adoring kisses pressed to her skin here and there. But it wasn't long before he grew hard again, just thinking about her and how much more time they could simply waste away making love than evening. He chuckled ever so slightly at himself, and despite her grip, he couldn't help his hips beginning to move again.

 

[heartofcourage]

"Maxwell." Beth whispered softly as her lips pressed against his own as his renewed passion had his hips moving again as his cock hardened inside of her body. "Again? Really?"

 

[KieranSoares]

"I can't help it," he murmured, keeping that slow motion at first. "But if you're too tired..." He made as if to pull back.

 

[heartofcourage]

"Don't you dare." Beth growled with a smile on her lips as her fingers curled a little tighter against his skin. "I would never forgive you if you left me now."

 

[KieranSoares]

Max gave her a little smirk back, and he let his kisses wander once more, giving her soft breasts plenty of attention on his way. His rhythm was unshakable, solid and constant like a drumbeat.

 

[heartofcourage]

She had never seen Maxwell so alive and vibrant as he was right then. He was loving her without holding back, showing that he loved her beyond reason. He was eager, thrusting against her body until he had her crying out in pleasure again. Beth shook beneath him, trembling as pleasure raced up her spine and through her fingers and toes.

 

[KieranSoares]

Once Max was finally sated, he pulled back but didn't move from his comfortable place nestled against her naked form. He sighed quietly and let his head rest against her soft breasts and her shoulder, his silence telling her of his ease and satisfaction. Max rarely talked when he was content.