Immortal Love

[Asa]

After a long moment she lifted her head and looking deep into his eyes she smiled.

I want to know more... I need to understand what about all of this is so different and how it is different.

She loved him even though she didn't fully understand what that was... she loved him.

 

[DeathsKnight]

He smiled gently at her,

"All in time banti, there is still a whole evening to learn about this."

He gently caressed her cheeks, over her neck, lowering his head, he kissed her lips, slowly moving down to her neck, his lips following the path of his fingers,

"Enough time to understand."

 

[Asa]

Her breathing was shaky but relaxed as she felt his kisses and her hands again tried to trace over him and caress his arms and back. She was growing a little more used to his tender affections and the calm nature of this moment with him. She still did not fully understand this concept of love but she felt more and more certain that this what it must feel like.

 

[DeathsKnight]

He knew the clasps, the buttons, the knots, as his hands slowly explored her body, her top fell away, resting on the crook of her arms. Allowing her the power to decide when to allow it to fall away, his fingers found her soft, warm skin, slowly tracing the soft curves as their tongues continued with their slow, steady dance of passion

 

[Asa]

She moved her arms briefly to allow the less than comfortable fabric to escape as her hands moved back to trace over his chest and back. Her eyes closed pressing softly into the kiss. She was shaking though it was more a combination of the pleasure as well as her slow fading fears.

 

[DeathsKnight]

He slowly explored her now naked back, taking in the soft feel of her skin, his fingers tracing old scars from what he assumed to be beatings in the distant past, his touch was soft, gentle and assuring, exploring her body slowly and carefully.

 

[Asa]

As his hands found the scars she looked away from him tensing when he touched a couple of the scars. Moments that were still ground so deeply into her mind. Realizing she had possibly never before been this naked with him and that those marks had always been hidden till now. She stared really at nothing still feeling his soft touch even after he had found the scars but why... all she had been told was that with such scars no one would ever take her from Salim that no one would want such a marred body no matter the beauty of everything else. Her hands still tracing and caressing over him seeking to find him without the fabric.

 

[DeathsKnight]

He lifted one hand from her back, using a fingertip to gently turn her head back to him,

"Do not feel ashamed or afraid."

He kissed her lips gently, then he undid the two top buttons of his shirt and slid it off over his head. They were now both naked from the waist up, he looked at her and gave her a reassuring smile,

"You are perfect Samira."

He placed a gentle finger on her lips to prevent any objection she might voice,

"You are. Just believe me as much as you trust me."

 

[Asa]

Her lips parted to protect his words of her being perfect and feeling his finger touch her lips her eyes went so seek his trying to convey her confusion of his words about her being any form of perfect. Hearing him speak of believing and trusting him she simply nodded. Her hand moving to rest on his chest and the other hand tracing along his back as she curled in against him again still trying to block those monstrous little flashes of memories.

 

[DeathsKnight]

He ran his hands slowly over her back, soothingly, then over her hair, running the silky threads through his fingers.

"Do you remember the very first night we spent together? How you danced for me? How it confused you that I had claimed you without having my way with you?"

He lowered his head to kiss the top of her head,

"Even then I knew you were different, that you did not truly belong to that world. Even before the spell was cast over us, I could feel your touch, I knew back then how I felt and still I feared for your safety."

He met her eyes as she looked up at him, he ran the back of his hand over her cheek,

"All this time Samira, I was so scared that you will be taken from me. That is why I traversed oceans and continents to find you, because I knew deep inside that I loved you."

He placed a gentle kiss to her forehead, then each eyelid, her nose, cheeks and lastly her mouth, soft kisses. Barely touching, but there, his lips touched her ear, his breath warm, his words soft,

"May I love you my desert rose?"

 

[Asa]

You... have been most confusing yes. I remember. But you did not seek to see if Salim would make some deal. Others had but he would not though you... he... he in his own way feared.

She heard his words of fearing losing her and blinked when she had been taken she feared losing him or having lost something or someone during that time where she was... less than her self mentally. His kisses breaking her thoughts as she closed her eyes her arms slithering around his waist a faint whimper at the tenderness then his words... the question... she moved her face to look at him smiling softly seeming to speak but only one word audible

Love...

 

[DeathsKnight]

Her consent meant a lot to him, he knew this was new to her and things would be much better if she understood that with her consent was how things actually worked. He rested a hand behind her neck, kissing her gently again, feeling her respond to his kiss, as her body reacted to the tender touch of his fingers as they traveled over her back.

 

[Asa]

Pressing into the kiss she curled against his embrace. Her arms wrapping tight around him as she whimpered it was so tender and strange but more than she could have imagined. He had asked her if he could love her and that was strange as well. Her eyes conveying that as the kiss broke and she searched out his eyes a smile resting on her lips even with her confusion. The pleasure and enjoyment lingering there as well as her hands moved to trace over his back and arms and chest.

 

[DeathsKnight]

"What is it my little one? Something confusing you about this?"

His hands kept their slow movement over her back, he could feel the heat radiating from her body as she looked up at him, it was something that was missing from his life way too long, the ability to feel another person

 

[Asa]

Your words... how this could ever be this tender...

She shook her head.

It is all a little...

She moved to curl closer in against him with a kiss to his lips. Her hands still trying to caress over him seeming to move of their own mind.

 

[DeathsKnight]

He returned her kiss, smiling gently,

"Because this is how it should be."

He slowly got down to a knee, pulling off her shoes and hose, allowing her to rest her hands on his shoulder for support. Then he rose, picking her up unexpectedly and moving over to the bed, he laid her down and joined her after kicking off his own shoes and removing his socks. He looked at her and moved down, when he started kissing her, it was just under her belly button, soft, feathery brushes over her silky skin as he ever so slowly made his way up over her body.

 

[Asa]

She was still a little confused but gathered that he knew more about this tenderness than she ever could and accepted his aid and being carried to the bed. Feeling his lips against her belly she winced and whimpered at the soft feathery kisses.

Deacon...

Her words barely a whisper as she let the sensation of the tenderness take over her form.

 

[DeathsKnight]

He reached the mounds of her breasts, he slowly circled each, pressing soft kisses to her velvety skin. Then he moved upwards, moving along the sweep of her collarbone to her shoulder and then back again along her slender shoulder to her neck, then he trailed to her other shoulder. As he returned to her neck he once more planted soft kisses all over her neck as a hand slowly trailed over her taut belly and side, slowly trailing over her body, finding her hand and slowly entwining his fingers with her own as his lips found her own and he kissed her gently

 

[Asa]

Pressing into the kiss she was still a little overwhelmed by the tenderness and sensuality of it all. As if he could take the sensuality of the dance the only calm and tender she had ever known and transform it into their own... dance of pleasure. Her hand gripped his tight then relaxed as she pressed into the kiss tenderly but intently wanting to understand more and feel more.

 

[DeathsKnight]

He slipped his fingers from her own, sliding it slowly over her arm, only the fingertips touching the skin, his hand found it's way to her waist and with the same soft touch of his fingertips he moved back up her body.

This time his hand cupped her breast, slowly exploring the silky skin with his fingers and palm, his thumb lightly brushing over her nipple, his lips nibbling softly on her earlobe. His other hand slowly sliding down her back to rest on her lower-back, his fingers slowly rubbing along the edge of the waist of her skirt, pulling her slightly against him.

He moved his head down her body, his lips finding the pliant nipple his thumb had brushed and gently licked it, alternating to slowly suck on it and licking it as his hand kept on stroking her breast.

 

[Asa]

Her Petes open now her head lowered watching his tender affections on he breasts and almost marveled that such h tenderness truly existed. Her hand moving to swirl and slither fingers through his hair as if to encourage his affections more.

 

[DeathsKnight]

He kept his actions for a time, feeling her body react to it, then he moved his head to her other breast, his hand slowly stroking where his head had just left, fingers slowly rubbing over her hard, wet nipple

He sucked her other nipple into his mouth, slowly teasing it as his hand behind her back undid the buttons that held her skirt, then continued to stroke the soft skin of her lower back.

He moved slightly, slipping his hand from her back, sliding it up over her body to cup the breast he was teasing. He used both his hands to slowly stroke her breasts, feeling the velvet skin under his. He kept doing this, sliding from one breast to the other with his mouth, his hands slowly, gently stroking and touching, trying to give pleasure through tenderness

 

[Asa]

The more accustomed to his tenderness that her mind and body became her hands moved more over him tracing the muscles of his back and arms and fingers slithering through his hair as she gasped softly. Her head tilted forward still watching him some as her eyes would close at the sensations. Leaning her head down and kissing as close to his forehead as she could not sure what else to do.

 

[DeathsKnight]

At the kiss on his forehead, he looked up at her and gave her a smile,

"Are you enjoying it my rose?"

He slid slowly up over her body, capturing her lips with his for a long kiss, he looked down into her eyes.

 

[Asa]

She nodded still a little overwhelmed but smiled to him her trust in him helping her a great deal. Whimpering into the kiss she pressed into the kiss and against him more wanting to learn more to understand why this was so very different and how much more was different then her even gentlest memory.

Yes...

She finally managed to whisper once the kiss broke even briefly before she moved to kiss him again.