by K. L. Thorne
Lephas was only down the hall, she pushed the sheets from her body. He was probably already fast asleep and yet she swung her legs from the bed. Would he be angry if she woke him? Lori eased herself off the mattress, wincing as the frame creaked loudly.
She glanced over her shoulder; Faye slept on soundly.
Lori tiptoed to the end of the bed and looked at the curiously empty camp bed. Indi was nowhere to be seen. The faerie must have found a warm bed somewhere else. She smiled to herself.
The princess crept slowly to the doorway and slipped out into the cold, dark corridor. Her thin, silk nightdress offered little protection and Lori shivered, wrapping her arms around herself.
As she hurriedly crept towards the lounge area, she noticed the familiar warm glow was absent. The fire must have died off, plunging the cottage into darkness. Only the moons' glow lit her path and spears of soft light shone through the wide kitchen window.
Though she could barely see, Lori recognised the large, dark shape sprawled out over the chair as her demon.
She stood hesitantly at the base of the large piece of furniture. Her heart raced in her chest and she shifted from foot to foot.
What was she doing? This was crazy. Lori crept forwards and, with a deep breath, gently clambered beneath the thick blanket beside him.
Lephas jolted with surprise as she accidentally woke him. She winced, feeling embarrassed.
“Lori?” he asked, his voice thick with sleep.
“Hi. Sorry, I couldn't sleep. I just–” she whispered, relieved when the demon shuffled his body across to give her more room beside him.
As her cool skin met with his, she realised that he had removed his undershirt and trousers. She gracelessly flopped down, the demon's hot body feeling heavenly against her.
“Are you alright?” Lephas asked, starting to come to his senses.
“Yes, I'm fine. I just wanted to sleep here instead. With you,” she finished, dumbly. It sounded so pathetic when she said it out loud. Lori bit her cheek.
“You passed over a real bed to come out here on this lumpy thing?” He laughed quietly, wrapping his arms around her.
“Always.” Lori sighed and snuggled herself against him. She tucked her head beneath his chin and was amazed at the heady relaxation that overwhelmed her. She closed her eyes.
Lephas gently stroked his fingers up and down her back before curiously smoothing his palm down over her hip.
“What are you wearing?” he eventually asked.
“I packed a nightdress in my satchel,” Lori explained, a small smile creeping onto her face.
“Ah.” He nodded, still palming her curiously.
Lori shifted to hook her thigh up over his. Her nightdress rode up until it was barely covering her exposed nethers. She lamented her choice to forego wearing underwear, feeling strangely vulnerable now.
His palm faltered as it reached the hem of the silk and Lori's stomach churned with excitement and nerves. She had assumed they weren't going to have opportunity to be intimate again until they got back to Banesteppe, but maybe...
Lori gently grasped Lephas's hand from her hip and slid it down to her knee. She shivered with delight as he ran his rough palm back up the smooth expanse of her thigh. She sank her teeth into her lip and held her breath, waiting for him to realise she had nothing on beneath her nightdress.
Lephas's palm followed the natural curve of her body around and Lori jolted, despite herself, when his fingertips brushed against the bare flesh between her legs.
The demon's hand flew away from her with surprise. “Oh, shit. Sorry. I didn't realise you, uh... weren't wearing anything under there.” He laughed breathlessly.
Silently, Lori took Lephas's hand in her own once more. She placed it against her behind and pressed down reassuringly.
He hesitated for a moment before sliding his hand around beneath her, this time brushing his fingers against her with purpose.
Lori wrapped her arms tightly around him and pressed herself against his wonderfully firm body.
Lephas traced the soft skin at the juncture of her thigh, right up to the curve of her bottom and back. Lori's thigh flexed as the muscles twitched involuntarily.
The demon's rough, stubbled chin brushed across the top of her head and Lori instinctively arched her body to tilt her chin up, allowing him to kiss her.
She felt him sigh as he deepened the kiss almost immediately. Lori's body softened, her limbs growing heavy.
As their embrace grew steadily more passionate, Lephas broke his mouth from hers and latched on to her neck.
“We shouldn't be doing this,” he whispered against her. “Not here.”
Despite his words, the demon continued to trace his fingertips between her thighs, very deliberately avoiding her sex, making the sensitive skin tingle.
Lori simply huffed in response and slid her thigh higher in a silent request for more. She ran a shaking hand down Lephas's torso, hesitating at the edge of his underwear.
The demon sat up a little and captured her mouth with his own once more. Clearly sensing her apprehension, he removed his hand from between her legs to reassuringly guide the faerie's hand between his own.
Lori hummed appreciatively into his mouth as he encouraged her to rub her palm against the hard column of flesh through the thin material.
The princess kissed him, swiping her tongue briefly against his bottom lip before delving forwards once again.
Seemingly satisfied she wasn't going to lose her nerve, Lephas removed his hand from hers and briefly broke their kiss. Lori watched curiously through the darkness as he hurriedly wetted his middle and index finger with saliva. Before she had a chance to ask, he kissed her again and brought his now lubricated fingers into contact with her sensitive feminine flesh.
Lori shuddered and her hips involuntarily jerked away from the contact. Lephas pressed forwards and expertly pinned her one leg beneath him. He kissed her hard whilst simultaneously tracing circles gently around the bud at her apex.
The sharp sensitivity quickly dulled and was replaced with toe-curling pleasure. Lori moaned, her voice muffled by the demon's mouth. Nerves quickly forgotten, she dipped her hand inside Lephas's underwear to grasp him firmly.
Her stomach clenched with excitement as his big body shuddered at her touch. Lori stroked his length with a confidence she didn't know she had, delighting in every breathy sigh and groan she earned.
In contrast Lephas kept his motions slow and delicate, driving the faerie's arousal to fever pitch. Lori squirmed and rolled her hips in frustration.
“Lephas!” she exclaimed breathlessly, frowning when he refused to indulge her. He didn't reply, just continued kissing her, but his lips curled into a knowing smile. He was doing it on purpose.
“Stop teasing me,” she squeaked, pushing the demon away roughly and hitting his chest playfully with a balled fist.
He laughed against her neck and sucked her skin softly. She moaned, her body growing weak and her core pulsed hungrily as he circled her more insistently.
It wasn't enough.
“D-do the thing with your mouth,” she whispered between kisses.
The demon groaned and gently nipped her bottom lip with his teeth before sliding a finger inside her.
“Please,” she cried, writhing into his touch.
Lephas needed no further encouragement. Lori released his member from her grasp and flopped heavily onto her back as he shuffled to sit in front of her.
Breathless, he ran both his palms up over her hips and underneath the thin nightdress. Lori raised her arms, arching her body up as he pulled it free from her.
The demon grasped her by her thighs and tugged her closer. Lori opened herself eagerly to him, sighing softly as Lephas leaned his body over hers to take a sensitive puckered nipple into his mouth.
They may not have been the largest breasts in the world but, as he suckled on her gently, all of Lori's insecurities melted away. She smoothed her hands through his hair soft
ly, her thighs shaking as she spread herself further.
Lephas swapped his mouth to the other nipple and trailed a hand down Lori's body to hitch one of her thighs over his shoulder. She whimpered as the demon pressed a hot kiss to the underside of her breast, then her sternum, her ribcage...
He dipped his tongue into her navel with an appreciative groan that seemed to vibrate through the faerie's body.
“I like this,” he huffed, kissing the jewelled metal bar.
The demon continued his tortuously slow journey down her body, shuffling backwards a little to lick and kiss each of her hip bones where they protruded up through her skin.
Lori held her breath and hid her mouth behind a balled fist as the demon sat back, spreading her thighs wide. He smoothed a thumb over her sex and rubbed a few lazy circles around her apex before dipping back down to her core.
“You're soaked already,” he muttered, brushing his fingers up and down her sex a few more times.
“Lephas!” Lori cried desperately. She slid her thigh down from his shoulder and snapped her legs closed, squeezing them tightly together.
He laughed and eased her legs apart once more. “Alright, alright… Hold still.”
Wasting no more time, the demon finally lowered his mouth to her flesh and lapped at her gently. Lori's eyes rolled before fluttering shut. Her brow creased into a deep frown and she bit down hard on her lip to keep from crying out.
Lephas groaned against her, his tongue circling and tickling her just as his fingers had done. The princess's whole body trembled and she smoothed her hand through the demon's hair.
He snaked a hand up her body without taking his mouth away from her to squeeze and palm one of her breasts. The other hand's fingers trailed down from her thigh to press at her entrance.
Lori clasped a hand over her mouth as he breached her. Her sex clenched around his fingers, ripping a needy moan from her chest.
“Shh!” Lephas laughed against her between kisses. “People are trying to sleep.”
“Sorry I–” Lori squeezed her eyes shut. “It just feels so good.” Her voice sounded hoarse and strained as she whispered through the darkness.
The demon hummed in agreement, swirling his tongue gently over her apex whilst simultaneously slowly thrusting his fingers in and out.
There was no doubt in her mind. She desperately wanted him, needed him... Had anything ever felt quite so good? Lori couldn't think straight. She gasped and reached a hand over her head to grab a tight fistful of the cushion behind her.
Lephas continued to suck and kiss between her legs, his fingers focussing in on a sweet spot just inside her entrance that made her pulse and twitch every time he pushed against it.
Just when she thought it couldn't possibly get any better, her arousal continued to peak, higher and higher. Her heart hammered in her chest as Lephas pushed her body closer to the edge. Every breath began to escape her as a soft moan.
She was so slick with arousal, his fingers glided against her with ease as he continued to pump in and out determinedly. Lori felt the demon swipe his thumb up the thin inch of skin between her back entrance and her core, collecting a bead of moisture that had threatened to drip and track between the cheeks of her bottom.
Lori's body began to stiffen and her limbs tensed in preparation for climax. She realised with a start that this wasn't just teasing foreplay, Lephas was planning to take her to her finish before they were going to get a chance to have sex.
“N-no, Lephas...” She pushed at his head and her arms shook. “Not yet.”
“Hurry up, slow down – talk about mixed messages, woman.” Lephas laughed. “Which is it?”
“I...” Lori took a deep breath. “I want to have sex.”
The demon groaned deeply in agreement and delved his tongue forwards once more. Lori gasped and tried to claw herself away.
“But I don't want to come yet. Not before we get a chance to–” she squealed as Lephas dragged her forcefully back into place with his free hand.
“Let's do both,” he grated against her.
“What if–”
“Lori, I swear...” the demon growled with frustration from between her legs. “This will make it better.”
Lori felt herself relax a little and a wave of pleasure washed over her. She rocked gently into the demon's kiss.
“Besides,” Lephas continued between licks. “It's not like this is it for you. I'm going to do my best to make sure you come during as well.”
A needy moan rippled through her with a shudder as her pleasure peaked. The princess's thighs trembled and she fought to keep them open. Her eyes watered from the intensity, a tear spilling from the corner and tracking down the side of her face into her hair.
Lori desperately fought against crying out again as her sex tightened, squeezing against the demon's fingers as she finally reached her release.
Lephas hummed appraisingly against her. He stilled his fingers inside her as she clenched around them and gently sank his teeth into her thigh.
Lori tilted her head back, panting hard to regain her breath as the pleasure finally began to ebb away. Her fist ached and pain splintering through her fingers where she had been grasping the pillow so tightly. She released her hold and stretched her hand out before bringing it down in front of her to rub her knuckles.
Lephas pulled his fingers free from her, but continued to press soft, warm kisses against her thighs. Lori laughed as her body trembled and hid her face behind her hands.
“You're so mean,” she cried.
“Now you know that's not true.” The demon sat up and rolled his shoulders.
Lori shivered as sweat cooled on her skin. Coming to her senses, she was suddenly aware that she was laying stark naked with thighs akimbo on the sofa chair of Magna's lounge room.
Lephas crawled forwards, dragging the blanket over them both and laying his body between Lori's open legs. He leant in for a kiss but the princess turned her face away with a grimace. She was all too aware of where his mouth had just been.
“Don't be such a fucking prude,” Lephas scolded playfully, tugging her chin back towards him and kissing her roughly before she had a chance to turn from him again.
Despite her reservations, Lori shyly opened her mouth to him. She was surprised by how little she minded the taste of herself. She had thought it would be off-putting but, as Lephas slid his tongue into her mouth, she felt her body responding anew.
“Lori, are you certain you want to do this?” The demon broke away from her with a serious note in his voice. Though she couldn't see his face in any great detail through the darkness, she knew that it would be marred with concern.
“I've never been more certain of anything in my life,” she answered truthfully, despite the nerves churning in her stomach. She pressed a soft, chaste kiss against his lips.
“I haven't got anything, y'know, for protection,” he mumbled. “Maybe we should—”
Lori scowled “Don't even think about suggesting that we wait. I want this now, before we get back to Banesteppe. Just in case things don't go as smoothly as we had hoped.”
“Don't say that, I can't even–”
“Shh...” The faerie interrupted, kissing him again and stroking her fingers through the soft hair at the nape of his neck. She wrapped her thighs around him. “Let's just... Is it corny if I say 'make love'? How embarrassing.” She giggled.
“Not at all.” Lephas sighed deeply and lifted her briefly to wrap his arms underneath her body.
They lay entwined in their embrace, cocooned beneath the thick woollen blanket, kissing one another softly. Lori felt emotion blooming in her chest as she realised how perfect this moment was. She was overwhelmed and wanted to freeze it forever.
But time didn't wait, and before long she felt Lephas pull his arms out from underneath her. He shuffled his weight back to his knees as he awkwardly rid himself of his underwear.
Lori swallowed, equal parts nervous and excited. Her heart raced, making h
er feel light-headed and dizzy. She grasped him tightly and spread her thighs for him.
“You're already nice and wet, but let's see if I can get you going again.” Lephas mused, talking to himself as he sat back a little and delicately brushed his thumb against her sex.
Though almost painfully sensitive, Lori felt a spike of pleasure course through her once more as he stroked her; the little bundle of nerves was still swollen from his earlier attentions.
She lay back, focussing on relaxing into the demon's touch. She gently squeezed her own breasts and her eyes slid closed.
“Does that feel good? Not too sensitive?” he asked, his voice was thick with desire.
“It feels amazing,” Lori sighed, palming her flesh and spreading her legs wider still.
“I'll go slow, but don't be afraid to tell me to stop if it's too much,” Lephas grated. He sounded... Nervous? His concern melted her all over again.
Lori moaned softly, a gentle encouragement, and ran a hand over her demon's abs. Clearly reading her acceptance, he pressed forwards.
He lay back down between her thighs and kissed her softly. The faerie surprised herself as she pushed forward eagerly against the head of his cock at her entrance.
They were both panting hard already, sharing breath between frantic kisses. Lori rolled her hips and gently rocked him inside her body.
It was momentarily a little painful and Lori winced as she was stretched out beyond any limit she had previously known. Her demon had been right, of course. Her previous arousal and climax had relaxed her considerably. She continued to rock her hips against him, taking the column of flesh deeper and deeper.
Lephas groaned into her ear as his self-control began to crumble. The demon sat up and hooked his arms underneath Lori's legs, rolling her back so she was spread wide and open beneath him.
The discomfort she felt ebbed away as he began to thrust against her, replaced by the dull ache of arousal building once more.
Lephas moaned and his whole body shuddered above her. Lori reached through her legs with her arms to grip his hips. The demon took very little encouraging and began pumping himself in and out with increased vigour.