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“Alright.” In a fever pitch of need and lust, Alayna pulled Arthur back to her a newfound passion burning between them as their mouths connected. This time she found no hesitation from her knight as he responded, readily to her touch. Hands roamed unexplored the firm plains and supple curves of each other’s bodies as their tongues danced. A content sigh bubbled up in Alayna’s throat as his body pressed, soundly against hers. The hard shell of his armor both a comfort and an obstacle, she was more than willing to remove. Her first instinct was to unclasp the hinderance that was the white Kingsguard cloak; smirking against his lips as she heard the fabric slide off his shoulders. Alayna, then, turned her attention and her nimble fingers …show more content…

Too preoccupied with exploring and learning each other physically, somewhere along the way they discarded their small clothes aside. “Touch me.” She demanded, guiding one of his hands down her body towards her core. With no boundaries between them, Arthur did as he was bid, kissing and nipping his way up her torso from navel to neck. The knight took the opportunity to memorize and worship her body like a recent convert to the faith. With one hand, he clutched her hip, while the other grasped in her hand, began to stroke her clit and draw a soft moan from her lips. Arthur smirked, momentarily, stalling his ministrations as his irises, nearly as dark as the night that surrounded them, locked on hers before continuing to strum her like a mandolin, plucking and stroking her until her body tensed beneath him. “Are you sure?” The knight inquired, his eyes probing hers, searching for any kind of hesitation on her part. Stalwart determination shone like a beacon in the forest green pools of her eyes as she reached down and firmly, cupped his hard member in her palm, “If I wasn't sure, I

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