Raven's Cove ~ Closed.

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I had named it Raven’s Cove after the man who had inspired its inception. Timothy needed a place where he could be himself, warts and all. I was beginning to realize that it was our small quirky flaws that made us who we truly were. They made us special and unique in all the ways that really count. When one is lucky enough to meet another who sees the sum of those parts, one is truly blessed indeed. I had found such a man.



I supposed the log cabin wasn't really up to much, this case its inherent beauty was well and truly in the eye of the beholder...me. Nestled in a small inlet surrounded by a profusion of trees in my eyes it was sheet perfection. That it was a fixer-upper was a bit of an understatement. I giggled as I pushed open the front door blushing when I realized that at the moment it only boasted one bedroom.


In fact it only bespoke two rooms. The main room was dwarfed by a huge bed and doubled as a living room. I had bought a new mattress apart from that small addition everything else had belonged to the old owners. The only other room was a I supposed a workshop of sorts, I instinctively knew that he would love it. Timothy would build the additions needed to make this small log cabin home, he loved to tinker.


Looking around I smiled, at the moment both the bathroom and toilet were located outdoors as was our makeshift kitchen which was simply a fire pit located in the middle of our back garden. No plumbing or electricity the moment, my eyes widened wondering how I would cope at first. i could imagine filling a huge old fashioned bathtub in front of a crackling fire place, his hands sponging my back....Pulling my thoughts back to the here and now I moved to the front porch my eyes scanning the horizon, the sun was setting and he would be arriving soon... this was a new beginning for us both. No contracts signed, no demands made, no second guessing; just a heartfelt leap of joyous faith.

This home was a work in progress, a labour of love for the both of us.
 
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She said fly to her... I heard her plane as day. We had talked about me needing a place of seclusion and comfort. We had talked about a number of things that I... I just don't talk about. And yet some how if felt natural to have these conversations with her. We had talked... We had talked about second chances. Did I deserve one? Didn't matter I would do what I could to earn the chance, if one can do such things.

It was later in the day than I had hoped. I had bent space and time, pushed my small magics to their limits to get here this quickly. I had even left my last job with all the tools and supplies left over from it. I would go to her wishing with all my heart to spend just a little time with my Shadow Nymph.

The idea struck me funny as it sometimes dose. What the vision of me must be from the ground. To carry all these supplies I had earned two magic crates that I had lashed together with 550cord and a few ratchet straps. The crates held in both clawed feet, I supposed I looked like that mythical Roc. Flying in to the island in my largest form of Raven. I could easily have carried a few horses off to meat their fate. It takes me little time to spot the tiny clearing. But it isn't until I'm about to land that the old house can be seen.

It looks like it was well weathered, well used, and loved by it's former owner. This was a home. The only questions were would it be mine and would I be alone... But I already had a partial answer to that second question. An answer who's happy surprise almost caused me to drop my crates and crash in to that massive tree at the same time. She was here. She was here and the whole island was positively improved by her presents. Landing quickly and not bothering to check on my cargo I use my fastest stealth travel to reach her. Not realising how I was moving until I was behind her. My head instantly converting to human without thought of the consequences.

My arms wrap around her possessively. My wings stopping their wrap by her slender shoulders. My mouth on her neck a bit to overly friendly. For a little over a minute I just hold her.

Shall we look in side I ask with out moving my mouth off the place where her neck and shoulders meat.
 
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I must have glanced away for a moment and somehow missed his arrival for the next thing I knew his arms were wrapped around me his sleek wings holding sentinel. it was the touch of his lips against my sensitive neck that reassured my that my decision to stay had been the correct one. I relaxed against him enjoying the moment just him and I alone inn our private oasis.

Inside?

I sincerely hoped he would like it as much as i did. Of course it was his to decorate as he wished. Shyly, knowing the room contained only one bed I turned in his arms and took his hand,

"Yes, come see."

Whether I would have the courage to share it with him so early in our relationship or if one of us would spent the night on the couch I was still unsure of. What I was sure of was the fact I trusted him without reservation...
 
She turned so naturally in my arms that I had not realized I had loosened my arms enough to allow her that ease of movement. Looking in to her eyes, her chest pressed lightly to mine. The muscles in my left arm lightly constrict out of instinct. I note the slight blush to her cheek. Not sure the meaning I store the information. She didn't shy away she simply took my hand and spun... The corners of my mouth quark in to a little smile. If I kissed those lips.. my mouth is on hers before I can finish the thought. The kiss is light but the tension in my body spells out my fight for the kiss to remain light.

"You started it." There is no remorse, no shame, no regret in my voice. Maybe the whisper was a bit husky but....

My left arm slides down her back slowly but no so much exploration as a warning of movement. My body leans slightly as my knees bend. Did she notice my hands path? She couldn't have missed it as my hand and forearm stop just under the curve of her ass. The grip is steady and strong as I lift her with my left arm. My right having a mind to keep its hand in hers I step through the doorway. My eyes still locked on hers, my nostrils taking in her smell. Then slowly I set her down her slim form sliding down me like silk. I take a deep breath to focus on something besides her... Slowly I look around with two eyes. One focused on the decor. Then other looking at the structure. It is sound but in need of a little fixing. No stains on the ceiling, that's good. The den is plane and serviceable. And the be...d. The bed room with only one bed....

"Don't read in to it" the whisper escapes my lips as my head nods acknowledgment to my own command. That was what the blush was for. Okay, I can deal with this two ways and this time I'll deal with it in the more genteel manor for now.

"You are not sleeping on the couch. And I am not sleeping on it ether. The bed is big enough for us to share. I crave a certain closeness to you. What we do with that touch is for us to discuss and deside together. Agreed?
 
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Some moments are magical developing as if they have life force all of their own. This was one such moment. Gently kissed and carried across the threshold. Breath stilling, my skin all a tingle, hyper aware of the strong male upon whose rock hard body mine easily rested.

My eyes locked to his suddenly darkening to the deepest of greens.Did he know me well enough yet to understand the significance of their change in color?

As he slid me to my feet I couldn't help but feel bereft thankful however that my hand remained in his. Its feel steadied me somewhat, for some reason I was sure that without its comforting presence I might have fallen.

My eyes followed his as they took stock of the room gauging his reaction, knowing the exact moment that he realized, Lord should I of added a second bed or a cot perhaps?

"Don't read in to it" I caught his half whisper, I wanted nothing more than to burry my blushing face in his chest or perhaps have the floorboards swallow me whole.

For the second time my heartbeat skittered to a stop until his deep rich voice continued assertive and reassuring. We would share the bed, he craved closeness, I craved closeness. We would decide together where we went from there.

" Agreed," I whispered back squeezing his hand ." There is a second room I thought it might make a nice work shop...a place for your tools.

Nervously I moisten my lips with the tip of my tongue before relaxing and smiling happily into his dark brown eyes. "Come i'll show you, it has a small fireplace and beams and ...."
 
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That green... They did change. I thought they would. Now the question was that... Not fear that shows in the body in the mouth as easy as the eyes. She's to relaxed... Content maybe? mmmm I'm going to guess pleasure, content, joy some where in there.

Oh what a lovely blush... Don't look right at her. It'll make her uncomfortable. And I want her to be comfortable, that's the easiest way to be honest. She still hasn't moved an inch from me.

There's a second room she said. She could have asked that that room be fixed up for one of us to sleep in. Why didn't she? She still hasn't moved.

She did not just lick... Her shoulders relaxed, that smile I want to make her smile more often. One bed, not moving, licked lips, relaxed, smiled. I can barely hear her over the pounding in my chest. "Come I'll show you, it has a small fire place and beams and she didn't get past the beams before she was up and moving backwards. Careful of her smaller form l don't crush her to the wall more lifted and pressed to it. Looking up slightly so as not to lose eye contact. Did I hurt her? I don't think so I was pretty careful.

"Forgive me" my mouth is on hers before she can finish her sentence much less respond to my plea. I didn't mean to she just look so inviting, tempting, lushes. My left arm supports most of her weight my hand in a fist so as not to grab... My right hand pull her head gently down to me. The kiss deep and pure. The taste heavenly. My eyes focus and I carefully set her back down.

"I...I I'm sorry. I I'm not sorry I did that. But I am sorry I didn't ask first. I I ummm"
I step back shoulders slouched, head down, fist down by my sides. Stupid! Stupid Raven. Muttering any truth that might not make her as mad at me the only thing I can get out is. "I'm I'm not like that.....with anyone. Slow slow is good. Right?"

My wings fold back flat against my back before melding into my skin leaving no trace of their existence. Quickly my feet revert to human as well.
 
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"Forgive me."

These were the last word I heard before my world spun out of control, before my synapses began to fire at will, sensation dancing throughout my body in wild abandon, before the bottom quite literally dropped from my world. I had not felt like me in eons and now I did... layers of pretense were stripped away laying me bare before him. I melded into his forceful kiss my whole body responding. I fancied that I was melting and clung on as my senses reeled, surprised when he put me down that I still had legs upon which to stand.

As he stepped back muttering an apology I pressed my back into the wall like a lifeline my heart breaking as I watched his wings retreat and his whole demeanor change. "No!" my mind screamed. I'm I'm not like that.....with anyone. Slow slow is good. Right?" "No!" my mind screamed for a second time. A submissive woman stood strong in her gift to the right man, yet never had I never simply taken what I wanted, what I needed, beyond that special offering.

Tonight I would with this wonderful and complicated man.

Taking a determined step forwards on shaky legs I placed my palm over his pounding heart. "This is right, Timothy. Slow is wrong my Raven!." As I spoke the words my voice strong with conviction I reached my free hand to cup the back of his neck gently pulling his face down to mind so that I could look upon his startled face. I needed him to see my face, needed him to look into my expressive eyes and touch my soul. A soul laid bare for him in that moment.

My whole face lighting up I closed the small distance and pressed my soft lips to his my arms circling his broad shoulders as I pulled him closer. "Yours," I whispered against his mouth before I sucked gently on his lower lip before deepening the kiss, knowing that he would finally understand.

There would be no pretense this night...
 
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She stepped back to the wall. Oh God no! And I left her no place to retreat. That look isn't good. Her expression fixed. This is about to get really bad. Should have ran when I had... Her hand so soft placed on my chest not harshly, but with need? No. Hunger? No exactly that ether. Her voice... her words... Her Raven!?! My breath catches. At this point she could have knocked me over with one of my own feathers. And I wouldn't have noticed if she plucked if first. Her lips on mine the kiss is more demanding than I thought of her... Desire! "Yours" she said.

Finally I let out a ragged exhale, then back in and out again. I don't remember the last time someone said they were mine and I can only remember one that would have meant it like this. Say something idiot! Then comes the second kiss. Oh oh my. She couldn't possibly know. We never, I never told her that. My body insistently informs my mind of its current location and proximity to her. React or you are going to destroy her heart.

My hands move to her thighs lifting her and pulling her legs around my waist. I try to speak but all that comes out is a low feral growl. I move her back to the wall. Realization hits for a second with compression shorts on there's no way she can mistake my body's intentions. My mind tries even trough the next kiss to fight for control. Her last word echoing in my head.

"Wrap your legs around me."My voice low and commanding. my hands almost don't wait for her response before moving. My right hand moves to her lovely ass, as my left moves to her back.

"I want you. MY Shadow Nymph! All of you. Are you sure you want to give yourself to me?" I had to try to offer her one last chance to back down. Before she can respond my mouth clamps back down on hers possessively claiming what I crave. My hips buck against her trapped hips. My left hand moves around to her stomach and up over her chest. I pause only briefly cupping her breast as my fingers trap her nipple. Tugging firmly yet still careful to avoid causing pain before releasing both to continue up to her throat. Finally stopping on her neck and cheek. Finally realizing I never gave her the chance to answer I pull my head back.

"Well?" I ask starting to pant slightly.
 
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Utter confusion... then an explosion of...raw primal energy and I am its vortex. Strong hands on my thighs, me wrapped around his waist, breath becoming labored., sparks flying hot and wickedly sharp!

His feral growl is answered with a whimper of of pure delight as I am pinned once more against the hard unforgiving wall. Hot smoldering fire at the apex of my sex His hardness is like a possessive brand pressed determinedly against my soft womanhood. I am panting now as as I recognize the clear evidence of his desire, the sheer size overwhelming...he feels scarily huge. His possessive lips fiercely reclaim mine marking me his as clearly as if I wore his brand. He is more wolf than Raven as seeks to take what is his.

"I want you. MY Shadow Nymph! All of you. Are you sure you want to give yourself to me?

My head head falls back hair spilling like liquid gold around my shoulders as my whole body shudders in delight at his evocative question,my softness pressing against his hard maleness in an unconscious response. I rarely swear but in my mind my response is a 100%, "Fuck yes," crude words of honestly firing around my fevered brain. No words come from my mouth, my mind simply shorts out as pure sensation replaces all coherent thought, as hands begin to ravage my body, exploring my responsive flesh at will. His fingers, lips, the insistent press of his hard flesh between my legs are like a potent drug ...I am a hairs breath from actually cumming. I am hot wet and ready as my fluids ooze from the core of me to soak the fabric bunched between us.

"Well?"

' Yess!'

I grind out an affirmative my eyes glowing like unholy emerald coals.The voice doesn't sound like mine low guttural almost as feral as his own.

Too much clothing, to hot!

My lips return to his, my tongue answering his with feverish abandon as my eager fingers seek to remove the clothing barrier between us. Belt is unhooked and dragged from it moorings, pants undone , zipper proving to be an impossibility trapped as it is between his rock hard flesh and me.My dress too is caught in a similar dilemma, firmly wedged.

Groaning my lips leave his as I feverishly pull at his shirt sending the buttons flying as I separate it from his body. My startled eyes widen as I reveal his strong broad chest. Filled with with passion and something more potent they rise to his.

"Tim please...I...I am ...Oh God, Now NOW! "
 
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My body consumed by the sensations of her. Her warmth, softness, her passion. Her body clinging to mine soft and yielding. Her taste as we kiss sweet and pure. The whimper of joy ringing in my ears. The half pause in her kiss was???

Then it hits my nose, that succulent smell of her excitement. Her nerves hyper react to me? Oh what beautiful dance my Shadow Nymph and l move to. The I can feel her response to my question in her heated actions. Her every fiber working to heal the scars I have never truly spoken of. Before we brake the kiss I can feel the dampening of my groin. My sent mingled with hers.

"Yess!" Her hips echo her words, and again my head spins like a top. In a flash she changes speeds clothing rips, seams strain, and buttons fly... That is enough! To much for my disciplined mind can't wait no more to much clothing is absolutely right! Only when she speaks dose my mind realize that we actually stopped kissing.

"Tim please...I...I am... Oh God, Now NOW! My body reacts to her need as if her mind was driving it, and not my own. In a second it happens, that was all I could give her as a warning... That and locking my eyes with hers. My forearms brace against the wall. And in a flash my shoulders are pressed against the rafters clothing explodes out ward. My wing wrap around her to catch her free floating form. My finger nails stretch and shred her clothing like rice paper. And back to human form. Hopeful that she missed most of the show. In my peripheral vision I can see clothing falling in showers like confetti.

The wings are gone my arms holding her to the wall. My mouth claims her neck and throat in a continuous cascade of kisses and bites, ever in search of the places the elicit the most pleasure for her. Slowly I lower her until I'm pressed firmly to her core. One arm moves at a time pulling her legs back around my waste.

"Look in my eyes!" Panting between words I edge her downward millimeter by millimeter. " You are going to lower yourself, to take me in you. I need for you to do this! So it causes no pain for you." Ever so slowly lower as my body begins shaking with the torture I'm causing myself. "I want you...to cum for me I want pure pleasure pulled from your every fiber."

I stop talking as the head of my shaft slips past the gripping ring of your soaking molten core. Fighting the feral brain causing my skin to bead with sweat. My eyes locked to hers I nod slightly, trusting nothing of myself except my longing to bring her pleasure and the passion felt...shared right now.
 
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