Re: Warcraft, Kael'Thas Sunstrider/Jaina Proudmoore, advanced learning (pt 2)
He slid his hand up her neck, tilting her head back more and kissed her before he could think better of it, her lips soft underneath his. He forgot himself in the taste of her, licking at her lips and then the inside of her mouth like a flame, then leaving the hot trail of bruises down her neck he'd been fantasizing about since he'd pulled her into his arms. It wasn't until he paused to breathe for a moment and felt her shaking slightly that he remembered she was young, probably had never done this before, and even though that made him ache sickeningly with want, he needed to go more slowly. If he wasn't careful, it could be too much, he was so much older and...
Another wave of almost revulsion at himself for wanting this like he did was cut short as she turned in his arms and brought her hands down to her robe, tugging a bit at it in a few places and the whole thing just slid off her shoulders and pooled on the floor. She was a dream in white, underneath-- she wasn't one for fancy things, really, but that her underwear had one, tiny, white bow on the front of it and that she was wearing white stockings under there, made him almost mad for her. She blushed as his eyes slid over her, hungrily, unable to help himself, but she still had that amused, almost challenging look in her eyes, even as she kind of drew in on herself a little as he stared, the blush creeping down her chest slightly.
"Well?" she said, her voice a little higher than normal, nervous but determined, as she gestured at his robes, "It's strange... if I'm the only one..." he had his robes half off before sanity reasserted itself,
"Jaina... I... I can't do this. This wasn't supposed to go this far. You shouldn't..." his hands were white knuckled on his robe with the effort of holding himself in check, "I won't be able to hold back. You deserve better tha--"
"Better than the handsome Prince of the Elves and senior member of the Kirin Tor? Who else would you suggest deserves me?" her eyes missed nothing, he should have known better than to try and hide anything from her, "I might be young and inexperienced, but give me enough credit to know what I want," the corner of her lips quirked up in a smile, "I play with fire enough on a daily basis to know a little about it, wouldn't you say?"
He shouldn't be doing this. But he was, and there wasn't any way to turn back now.
Her lips tasted better this way, he thought, skin to skin, her on her back on the table next to the dirt plot for the flowers, her hands running up his back, tangling in his hair. He'd dreamed this as being slower, him coaxing her into each new thing, but he'd dreamed too much and too long for that to be a reality. He could tell he was almost frantic, his lips too harsh on hers, his hands roaming too indecently, too soon. He'd been told that he was an amazingly attentive lover, and he'd wanted to show that to Jaina, perhaps impress her, spoil her for anyone else she might have, when he'd let himself fantasize about it at all. But now that she was blonde and creamy pale underneath him, he found it was all he could do just to leave her undergarments intact getting them off of her-- his own pants he was less cautious with and would need to be mended a bit later.
He devoured her like a feast laid out before him, sometimes raising more marks-- along her thighs, her hips, her breasts-- sometimes just kissing or licking his way from one place to another. She cried out so sweetly when he touched her, no matter where, that he never wanted to stop, and yet, some part of her remained calm, even when he curled two long fingers inside her, found her wetter than he'd expected. Her eyes were bright and wild, but he couldn't shake the feeling that she hadn't been just playing into the fantasy he'd constructed, that he really was teaching her, that each touch was being recorded to be pondered later, so that she could tell either him or someone else 'yes, that is my favorite'.
If he wanted to finish this properly, he couldn't keep thinking about that.