Worth the Risk (Closed)

Marcus smile was slow and amazed. She wanted to see him. And wanted them to be lovers. What God had he pleased?

"You got it, beautiful," he said with a nod. He gave her a last, quick kiss before he stood up and then stepped back a bit from her. His hands moved to the buttons of his shirt.

He was about to strip down in front of his teacher so she could see him naked and make him her lover. It didn't seem like it could be real.

His fingers undid each button slowly, all the way down before he tugged his shirt out of the slacks to continue further. Once it was all done, he took a breath and smiled at her before he shrugged the shirt back and let it slide down his arms to flutter to the floor. Marcus' upper body was strong and lean, his muscles defined particularly in his shoulders and his arms, but not bulging or over developed. His stomach was flat, with light definition that was not quite a six-pack. There was hair under his arms but none on his chest, just smooth, unbroken, unmarred skin.

He stood before her bare chested for a few moments and then knelt down again to pull off his socks. As he stood, he unbuckled his belt. His heart was pounding with excitement, and a bit of nerves. He wanted her to like what she say; for his body to be good enough. He unbuttoned his slacks and then pulled the zipper down slow, the sound louder than it seemed it should be.

Deciding to be a bit playful, Marcus winked and turned around to face away from her and then bent over to push his pants and boxers both down together, baring his tight, muscular ass and then his strong, firm legs. She could see her sack hanging down as well as catch a glimpse of his long, thick, rock hard teen cock.

He wiggled his ass and then stood and stepped out of his pants before turning to face her again. His dick was fully erect; proud, throbbing, and unashamed.
 
Watching him she smiled very pleased. It was a little strange to see a body so young and scar free she was a soldier after all and she knew well the scars she.bore another soldier might not care about them since he would understand them but this innocent kid.... she chewed on her lip a little thinking how he might react.

Come here Marcus... join me.
 
His heart was pounding in his chest as he stood in front of her, nothing on but a somewhat nervous smile. Her eyes searched and inspected him and he wondered if she approved.

At her words, he nodded, "All right." He walked over to the couch she was on, pausing before it. She'd said to "join her" but she was laying down...should he sit on the end? Try to lay down on it behind her?

God, he was so stupid sometimes.

Marcus smiled and sat down on the edge of the couch, near her waist, turning to look down at her. One of his hands moved to caress her hip and then slide up her back as he leaned down to kiss her.
 
Stretching out some she wriggled back the couch surprisingly deep as she pulled him down closer as they kissed. She was going to enjoy all of her pet and lover she moved her hand to guide his tithe zipper of her dress and broke the kiss only long enough to give one sensual command.

Now...
 
"Yes," he answered, his voice throaty and thick with passionate lust. God, her every word, her every motion, was making him wild. Her kisses seemed to pour fire into him through his mouth and the feel of her lush body against his sent shocks of erotic lightning through him.

And it was about to get better.

He pulled the zipper down with deliberate slowness, twisting around to be able to follow it's path with his mouth, kissing and tasting her skin as it was bared. When it reached the very bottom, both of his hands slid up to take hold of her dress and then carefully bare her, peeling the black dress down and off of her elegant body.
 
Stretching out to help him better slip the dress form her she smiled to him and pulling him in close she nipped at his lips softly. She stared deep into his eyes and smiled wanting more from the one that would be her lover and pet.
 
The sinuous motion of her body stretching made his hunger rise and his manhood twitch and throb; visibly jerking. God, it made her breasts rise and fall in the most delicious way.

Her eyes held him and he felt that powerful will wash over him. She nipped at his lips and he chuckled and then kissed her hard and passionately, his hands moving to run down her body. They trembled when they first touched her skin; warm and soft beyond his experience. His fingers felt a sudden change in the skin; a line of disruption of the perfect dusky silk that allured his touch.

He knew she had been a soldier. He should have known she'd have scars but it still came as a surprise. His fingers traced the mark and he smiled. It was beautiful too; this scar, and others she might have, had made her the woman that so entranced him.

Marcus sat up on the couch and moved lower, dropping his face to kiss the scar. He traced it with his tongue, planting reverent kisses here and there. Then he moved slowly back up her body, hands and mouth both exploring her warm skin.
 
She almost whimpered at his affection to the scar. It was comforting that they did not seem to bother him. Her hands moving to explore and caress her per as well as she laid there pulling him closer to get him to stretch out on the couch with her as there was enough room for both of them.
 
"God, that feels good," he murmured. Her warm hands seemed to trail fire as they ran over his body, caressing the lines of his young muscles. Just her touch was enough to fan his desires; she knew how to make each caress and sensual brush of skin count.

He stretched out on the couch, glad for it's size, both of them laying at full length together on it. His arms pulled her gently to him, holding her close and feeling the warmth of her body against his.
 
Snuggling in close she was almost perfectly content to simply stay here like this for now but she knew she would want more between them but this was far too wonderful to move past just yet as she caressed over his arms and young smooth chest. Her eyes looking into his almost pondering that she was dreaming.
 
There was a dreamy, almost mystical look in her dark eyes as she looked up at him, saying nothing, her soft, warm hands caressing and stroking his chest. He felt oddly vulnerable and powerful at once as that radiant gaze drank him in. It was humbling and yet empowering to have this remarkable woman looking at him like that.

Marcus held her against his body, lowering his head to rest his forehead to hers. He'd never wanted a woman more but at the same time, he had never imagined just lying with someone could be so...satisfying, so intimate.
 
Her legs tangled with his as they lay there she curled so close feeling so lost in the tender intimacy of the moment. Her eyes still locked in his as she smiled a hand moving to caress his cheek.

So...

Her voice was a soft whisper...

Do we linger like this or shall we continue...
 
The soft touch on his cheek made his heart swell, his blood surge again, and his cock throb with want. Marcus looked into those luminous eyes and felt torn. How he wanted more, wanted to please her in the most intimate ways, wanted to be part of her.

But this was also so very sweet and pure. Did she need that more than sex, no matter how passionate or how wholly his heart was in it?

Marcus moved and ever so lightly ran his lips over hers, when he spoke, they brushed together, "Let me feel this for another few minutes, then, when you're ready, let's...I want to continue. I want more with you, however much you wish me to have."
 
Yeah...

Her voice was soft and very happy.

Lets stay like this a little longer. I like this and its been way too long since I have had a moment like this.
 
It was a well made decision, it seemed. And it made sense. Annika could have sex whenever she wanted it; she was beautiful and had that magnetic will. But this kind of intimate connection may not have been something she'd had for a long time. Hell, she said as much herself.

If he could give her this, then so much the better. Even if it went no further tonight, lying naked with his professor, his dream woman, was more than enough.

Marcus didn't answer her in words but just kissed her again. God, he could kiss her for days and never get tired of it. It was a tender, long, sweet kiss that spoke with more certainty and clarity that his voice could have.

His hand moved over her as they lay entwined, caressing her warm, soft, smooth skin as well as her scars in equal measure. The youth did not shy away from them or hesitate to explore and touch those areas of her body. To him all of her was a wonder, all of her was sexy, all of her was almost holy.
 
Whats on your mind Marcus...

She snuggled into his caress her own hands caressing over his arms and chest and back softly. Her eyes half closed as she watched his face with a smile.
 
He raised his brows and laughed softly, "I don't know that I could put it into words." He would try, though. After a few moments, he spoke slowly, "I was thinking about how...sweet and intimate this is. And that I like just lying here with you and being able to touch you this way is pretty great."

Marcus shrugged, "I mean, I guess being my age, I never thought about intimacy without sex but this is really surprising me."
 
Well looks like you have had your first lesson in our little blossoming arrangement Marcus... Very good.

She nipped at his lips and traced a finger over his chest and stared deep into his eyes.
 
He chuckled and smiled, "One of many lessons, I'm sure. Even away from school, you're still my dear professor."

The crackle of the wood in the fireplace had nearly subsided fully, coals glowing brightly still, and the faint smell of wood smoke thinned further. Heat washed out over the naked pair as they lay entwined on the couch.

It was almost a sacred scene and stillness, Marcus felt, and almost regretted that it would be inevitably broken by one or both of them moving. But that was well in itself, as even staying in this happy contentment for too long might start to get old.
 
We should probably stoke the fire up some and see what else this night brings

She smiled but was less that eager to slip form this warm comfort in his embrace.
 
"I like the sound of "what else this night brings" a lot," Marcus said with an impudent grin.

He reached over and pulled his shirt up from the floor, "Not much of a blanket, but you can cover up with this until I get back." The student then took a deep breath and got up from the couch with a groan, being careful to disentangle himself before moving.

Damn, it felt awful not to be touching her anymore!

He knelt down before and opened up the glass paned doors on the fireplace before he put two smaller logs on the cherry red coals. Then he leaned in and breathed steadily on them; the red flaring brighter and brighter. Another breath; brighter and brighter. A third breath; and tongues of flame licked up from the coals to the surface of the logs. The bark caught and the fire began to travel up them and spread along the length and to the wood below.

Marcus laughed and added another two more smaller pieces to form a bed and then set a pair of larger logs atop them. He watched a few moments to make sure it was all catching and that the coals still had sufficient air and then nodded. He shut the doors and stood up, firelight playing over his young body; casting parts of him in red-orange glow, others into shadow, all of it running over his strong, defined, masculine, young form.

He turned back to her and inclined his head, "The fire's stoked, my gorgeous teacher. Anything else you'd like before I come back to you?"
 
Thats all... come here Marcus.

She smiled motioning him back over to her but moved to the floor so they would have much more room and be closer to the warmth of the fire.
 
"That is the sexiest thing anyone has ever said," he answered with a fervent voice. God, her telling him to 'come here' was just incredible.

He knelt back down onto the floor and crawled over to her. There was no particular reason why...but that just felt like the best way to do it. As he drew up to her, he dipped down to kiss her leflt shin, up to her knee, her thigh, and then rose up higher to kiss her shoulder and then her neck before he turned to sit down beside her. Marcus slipped an arm about her waist; his eyes trapped by her beauty and running over her strong yet rounded and sweetly curved female form.
 
Watching him crawl like that brought a sparkle to her eyes as she smiled approvingly watching him.

Very good pet

Her arms draped around him as she curled close into his embrace hugging him to her as well.
 
Her approval made his heart beat faster and he felt an eager, almost savage grin on his face. He liked it when he pleased her this way; even in the smallest of things. She deserved it fully.

"Thank you," he whispered as she pulled him close, and he moaned softly at the feel of her glorious body against him. "You feel so amazing." He ran a hand down her spine and rested his fingers on the small of her back, stroking the soft, smooth skin above her ass. His lips sought her neck, kissing and tasting the graceful curve.
 
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