The Fourth Age (closed)

Eruve smiled as Uther gave a simple answer. “Just as I expected,” she said with a chuckle as she continued working on her hair. She stayed somewhat still as Uther came over and started to help her with her hair. She was almost too scared to move in fear of scaring him off. The way his fingers worked with her hair was gentle. Quite the contrary to what one would expect. She smiled shyly as she let him take over with her hair. She looked over her shoulder at him with a smile, “You are quite good with hair, Uther. Thank you.” She stared at his handsome face for a moment and then looked back at the fire. “Why did you choose to sleep outside?”
 
"To give the others extra room... but my main reason was to keep any possible peeping toms away from your room," Uther admitted honestly as he coaxed her hair back into its original form out of the braid. "I've no doubt some young elven boys noticed the beauty who walked in with us, so..." He just smiled and kept going. At one point, his fingers skimmed her neck quite accidentally, but that simple touch was like fire.
 
Eruve smiled shyly as Uther admitted it was to keep her safe. He was going to keep his word it seemed. “That is very kind of you. I doubt though that I can draw attention like that.” Though she had to admit she did not mind having the attention of Uther. She was quite drawn to him. She sucked in a deep breath as his fingers grazed her neck. It was like something had been awoken in her she did not know she could feel. She actually found herself wishing it would happen again.
 
Uther heard that sharp intake and he paused, laying his hand on her shoulder, and she could feel just the edge of his fingers touching her bare skin. "Are you alright, Lady Eruve...?" He asked with a gentle concern.
 
Eruve was not sure what to say to that question. She was more than alright and just a tad bit scared of what she was feeling suddenly. She placed her hand on his and looked at him over her shoulder, “I am quite alright. You don’t have to worry about me, Uther.” She smiled sweetly at him and moved her hand from his.
 
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But Uther caught her hand gently, meeting her eyes fearlessly as he came round front of her, holding her hand and looking upon her with a softness no man had ever shown her. "I will always worry for you, Eruve," this was one of the few times he dropped the title of 'Lady', "whether I have reason to or not." He kissed her hand ever so gently.
 
Eruve watched Uther as he grabbed her hand and moved to face her. She could not believe the look in his eyes. They were soft and sincere and held her gaze though she wanted to look away as she never had anyone look at her in that way. And when he spoke her just her name, she could barely breathe. It was personal and meant a lot to her. She smiled shyly as he kissed her hand and she finally broke eye contact for a moment, looking at the ground. She looked back at him, “As I will with you.”
 
Uther watched her cast her eyes downward, and then bring them back up to meet his, and as her voice reached his ears, he could no longer hold back a particular nagging urge. He lifted a hand to ever so carefully lift her chin, and he pressed his lips to hers. His eyes closed as he finally found the sensation of her kiss, and he let himself enjoy it, though he gave her plenty of room to pull away if she decided she didn't want it. He would not force her.
 
Eruve looked at Uther as he lifted her chin gently. She was amazed as how gentle a warrior like him could be. He seemed to take great care with her as if she could break if he handled her too roughly. Which was hardly the case, but she appreciated the kindness he showed her. She closed her eyes as he lips pressed against her own. Her mind spun as the sensation the kiss seared her. She kissed him back, reaching up to cup his cheeks. She let herself get lost in the kiss, not wanting it to end.
 
Feeling her accept him, Uther gladly held the kiss, wrapping his arms round her waist. He slid just a bit closer, letting himself fell from a crouch to a kneel before her. As he drew closer, his kiss grew deeper. His fingers trailed gently down the line of her spine, reveling in the chance to hold her so.
 
Eruve enjoyed the feeling of Uther holding her. His large, broad frame seemed to swallow her up. She slid her arms around his neck as he deepened the kiss. She wanted nothing more at this moment than to continue to kiss this man before her. He had made his way into her thoughts and dreams somehow. She went out of her way to try and get to know him, something she did not care to do much with humans. And with a single touch, made her long to be close to him. Eruve ran her fingers down his back as she leaned closer to him.
 
When Uther finally broke their kiss to take in a breath, he met her eyes once more. Those eyes sparked something in him that he couldn't explain. Though they had known each other only so long and had just kissed for the first time, he felt a longing- no, a need- for her, and he told her that with another kiss. But this kiss met her slender neck, just under her jaw. Once again, he gave her room to stop him if she wasn't ready, ever the gentleman.
 
Eruve’s head was still spinning from the kiss as Uther pulled back. She had an almost uncontrollable urge to kiss him again. His lips were softer than they appeared and very tempting. She looked at him as he looked at her. He had a look she could not explain, but it seemed to mirror how she felt. She gasped softly as he moved to kiss her neck. The sensation of his lips on the sensitive flesh of her neck made her shiver and set her on fire. She did not know what had come over her. She was not usually like this with anyone. Yet, Uther had broken down the walls she had up. Instead of backing away, like her normally would, she moved her neck to give him better access to it. She ran her fingers through his hair as he teased her neck.
 
Before Uther knew what he was doing, he had laid Eruve back on the soft grass and one hand found its way to her thigh. Pulling his lips from her neck, he realized the position they were in, but he didn't care. He let his fingers stroke over her thigh gently, and he kissed her lips once more before his thoughts strayed to her clothing which was in his way. He scooped her up in his arms then, carrying her with ease into her small room. He laid her down on the simple bed and laid another kiss on her neck. "Eruve..." He whispered her name as if it was a sacred word.
 
Eruve barely noticed that Uther had laid her back or even picked her up to take her to the place she was staying. He had a way of making her forget her surroundings and only see him. Which she did not mind at all, she gladly gave him all her attention.

She looked up at Uther as he laid her down on the bed. She closed her eyes as he kissed her neck and whispered her name. The way he said it, it since a warming chill down her spine. She wanted to ask him to speak her name again. She wanted to even answer him, but words failed her at the moment. She simply looked at him with her greyish blue eyes that seem to be a bit more blue suddenly. Her looked was one of admiration and need.
 
Uther's fingers trailed beneath the edge of her chemise til they found her bare skin beneath, and he gladly freed her from the cloth as well as her leggings with ease and speed, though he didn't rush. He took time enough to admire her form beneath him. Now with her shoulders bare, he kissed over them tenderly, his hands resting on her hips and keeping her near. He suddenly felt a bit unsure of himself. He'd been with a few women before, and it'd never amounted to anything. But Eruve was not like them. She captured his imagination and gave him someone to focus on and protect, someone who he felt needed him as much as he needed her for the sake of his mental clarity. Since she'd joined them, he'd never been so efficient and focused.

So Uther decided to wrap his arms under her, and she soon found herself on top of him. He'd willingly handed over control, just to see what she'd do. His lips continued their gentle assault on her skin and his fingers laced in her hair.
 
Eruve watched as Uther carefully undressed her. She thought she would feel embarrassed being unclothed in front of him and him still fully dressed. But she felt quite the opposite and the way he looked at her and the way he kissed her shoulders, set her on fire. She enjoyed the feel of his lips on her skin and she could have sworn she could have gotten drunk on his kisses alone.

She felt Uther roll, putting her on top. She buried her face in the crook of his neck for a moment as he continued to kiss her. She inhaled his deep, masculine scent. It was intoxicating. She placed gentle kissed on his neck before she moved to straddle him. She sat up smiled down at him. Her hands found the edge of his shirt and she slid them under, lightly running them over his stomach. She then removed his shirt and stared down in appreciation at his torso. She ran her hands from the waist to his chest, her fingers running of the ripples of his muscles. She leaned over and licked her way from his stomach up to his bottom lip, which she took and gently nibbled on before she captured his lips with her own.

She kissed him deeply as she moved slightly. She released his lips with a sexy grin and then went about removing the rest of his clothing. She then straddled him again, sitting at his waist and put her hand on either side of his face. She then leaned over him, her hair cascading down around them. She smiled down at him sweetly. She then captured his lips in a deep kiss. She started to wonder if she would be a disappointment to him. It was the last thing she wanted and made her doubt some of the bravery she had just been feeling.
 
When they were both laid bare before one another, Uther could admit to himself that he was a little light-headed at having this beauty whom he so adored as he met her kisses so eagerly. And he found that he didn't feel self-conscious in front of her when his many scars were revealed to her. Some were simple arrowhead scars, while a few were grevious, thick lines indented into his skin that extended several inches.

When they parted from another kiss of the lips, Uther trailed down and caught one supple, peaked bud at the tip of her breasts in his lips, and his moist tongue massaged rings around it.
 
Eruve had to admit that even with all his scars, Uther was handsome. His scars actually made him sexier to her. It just showed he was a man of his convictions, brave and strong. Though she expected him to have quite a few, she did not expect some to be deep and large.

She gasped as he took one of her nipples into his mouth and teased it causing it to stiffen. She tossed her head back, her back arching towards him. She closed her eyes as she enjoyed the tingling sensation that jetted through her body. It only made her ache for more. She began to wonder what his mouth would feel like on the rest of her body. How it would feel to wrap herself around him and keep him so close to her that they would be too close to breathe. She softly breathed his name as he continued wanting him to know how good his mouth felt.
 
Uther did not stay long before giving the opposite bud the same treatment, and at the sound of her gasp and her voice, Uther could feel blood rush below his waistline making him harden like stone. He let his head lay back and trailed one hand down from her neck, between her breasts, and below her navel. But before he got any further, he switched their positions once more and now hovered over her. His hand returned to the space between her navel and the feminine blossom below and continued its descent til his fingers skimmed the petals which hid the flower within.
 
The feel of Uther’s rough hands on Eruve’s soft skin made her shiver with excitement. She loved the feel of them. She smiled as Uther rolled them once again and put himself now on the top. She looked up at him as he now hung over her. He looked very sexy perched above her.

She held her breath as his hand drifted down her body to the part of her that ached for his touch. She looked at him with desire in her eyes as she ran a hand over his chest. She parted her legs a bit more, inviting his touch. She looked down his body, taking in the view of someone who was the only man that had ever held her attention. And the only one she had ever wanted to be intimate with. It had taken her by surprise, but seemed natural at the same time. She looked back up into Uther’s eyes and reached up to cup a cheek gently before she slid her hand behind his neck and pulled him down into a steamy kiss.
 
Eruve's next kiss blanked out Uther's mind entirely, making him forget what he was doing for a few seconds. Soon, though, as he held her attention with his kiss, he drew closer over top of her. His fingers moved from the sensitive blossom and his hands came to grip her hips firmly but gently, pulling her in until she could feel the head of his length press to her womanhood. But he did not enter yet. Lifting his lips from hers, he wanted to see her expression, how she felt at this moment. He was practically asking permission without words.
 
Eruve got lost in the kiss as Uther took it over. She let her tongue dance with his as she closed her eyes. She really never dreamt that being with someone could be so sensual. Especially with a human warrior. She would have thought them to be rough, but Uther proved her wrong. She felt his rock hard member pressed against her, he did not enter. Instead Uther broke from the kiss and looked down at her. Her gaze was full of passion, want, and need. There was no need for words, her look said it all, she was ready for him.
 
Lifting her hips ever so slightly, Uther pushed deep inside her with a soft groan, til he was buried to the hilt. His blood had caught fire in his veins and for a moment, he had a primal urge to surge forth and take her, hard. But that urge was quelled by his longing for passion with her, so he drew back til he nearly pulled entirely out, then buried his shaft once more, repeating this slowly and deliberately as his calloused hands caressed and stroked over her skin at her hips and stomach. He couldn't help another quiet groan rumbling from his chest, edged with her name on his lips.
 
Eruve closed her eyes and gasped as Uther entered her for the first. It was as if he was the perfect fit for her. She could feel herself hug every inch of him. She moaned softly as he continued to slowly push himself in and pull himself out of her. It was enough to drive her mad. She arched her back slightly, pressing herself into him, her body begging for more. His hands roaming her lower body just put her in a deeper state of pleasure. She could barely breathe as she wrapped her long, slender legs around his waist, driving him deeper inside of her. She finally opened her eyes and looked at Uther, moaning his name softly.
 
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