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| Daniel | Feb 6 2018, 04:14 PM Post #226 |
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Krys wrapped the blanket tightly around himself, holding the front closed with one hand as he let Damita help him to his feet. He slipped an arm around her waist, leaning into her a bit as she led him to the bathroom. Once there, the Darkling sat on the lid of the commode while she made sure the water was hot. He couldn't help but appreciate the perfect angles at which the curves of her body intersected with the rest of her toned flesh as she bent over to work the shower, but averted his gaze when he realized what he was doing a moment later. When prompted, the changeling used Damita's help to rise, letting the blanket pool at his feet before climbing into the shower on unsteady legs. Krys gasped as the hot water hit him, then seemed to deflate a second later as he leaned heavily against the wall. He gripped the handrail tightly, taking deep breaths as the high-pressure rain continued the work that the Latina had started that morning. The rain caused steam to rise from his skin as it made contact, bringing forth a groan from him as he closed his eyes and brought his other hand up to support himself against the wall. |
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| Jordan | Feb 6 2018, 04:27 PM Post #227 |
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Damita could feel his eyes on her as she worked, and goosebumps spread on her skin as she worked, unable to help the shiver that ran through her as she wondered if he thought about the same things she did. It was obvious things worked the way they were supposed to, from the way she woke up every morning... But did his mind work that way too? She gave a quick shake of her head and chastised herself for thinking that way. He didn't need some horny woman trying to jump his bones. She stepped into the shower in front of Krys and smiled and guided him back under the water to run her fingers through his hair to wet it down. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as she worked, unable to help the way her body responded to being so close to him in this manner. The last time she'd done this had been almost two weeks ago, and she'd reacted in much the same way. Damita had hoped it was just a fluke, that she'd been spending too much time with his naked body, but there was something about Krys that called to her, wanted her to make him hers. She swallowed roughly as she reached for the shampoo, running it through the wet strands of his hair, staring up into his eyes for a moment before she averted her gaze to the work she was doing. A blush rose on her cheeks as she felt her body responding to his nearness, and damn it all she couldn't help it. Would he fault her for it? She knew in those moments, with her hands lost in his hair, and her body brushing against his, that she wanted him more than she wanted anything else. She wanted to protect him, to keep him with her always. But she would keep her mouth shut. He was was vulnerable and would likely agree to anything she would want. That would be taking advantage of a situation, and that was not who she was. She took a deep breath to calm her heartbeat giving a soft smile to assure him that the sigh was not one of annoyance, though the slight shudder of air on the inhale might have alerted him to that anyway. |
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| Daniel | Feb 6 2018, 04:43 PM Post #228 |
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Krys felt Damita's entry into the shower, but didn't open his eyes until he felt her small, soft hands against his skin. Much like when he was on the table, Krys allowed her to guide him to her whim. The water along with her fingers moving through his hair felt incredible, and he appreciated her allowing him to keep a secure grip on holding himself up. Soft groans escaped him as she worked the shampoo into his golden locks, and were it not for the fact that he'd kept his eyes shut the entire time his own body would have reacted to her as instinctively as hers was to him. When he met her gaze, Krys did not recognize the feelings that clouded it, but he could tell from how she looked away that something was making her uncomfortable. His right hand instinctively moved to her waist while his left retained its grip on the rail, stablizing himself so that he wouldn't sway so much beneath her touch. The slight shudders in her sigh, and the way her body trembled beneath his touch alerted him to something being different. Once she had rinsed his hair, the Darkling leaned forward and let his head rest in the crook of her neck and shoulder, breathing heavily as worry over what might be bothering her started to eat at him. "I feel dizzy," he whispered, wrapping his arm more fully around the Latina's waist. It wasn't the kind of dizzy one feels when sick, or even lightheaded. Rather, it was a feeling of complete helplessness in the face of the hurricane of feelings, emotions, and instincts that whipped around him without end. Damita's touch, her voice, and her mere presence had an effect on Krys that he couldn't comprehend or even begin to understand. If he could put it into words, they would have formed a poem singing of Damita's beauty and kindness, but also of a deep ache that accompanied any thought of their relationship being temporary. |
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| Jordan | Feb 6 2018, 04:50 PM Post #229 |
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Damita swallowed roughly as he touched her waist, her body moving to allow him to wrap his arm around her fully. She pressed her body against him, and as he brought his head down to her shoulder, she breathed him in, unable to help the natural reaction she had to him being near her. Once he spoke, however, immediately she went through any medical reasons for him to feel dizzy. "I probably should have had you drink some water before coming in here. Is the water too hot?" A million reasons whipped through her mind as to why he would be dizzy right then, but emotional turmoil was not one of those reasons. It was the furthest thing from her mind if that were completely possible. Her own emotional turmoil aside, she couldn't imagine him being in the exact same place she was in that moment. She ran her fingers through his hair and over his shoulders, hoping to soothe whatever it was that ailed him. |
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| Daniel | Feb 6 2018, 05:49 PM Post #230 |
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Krys shivered beneath Damita's soothing touch, though it had nothing to do with temperature. His heart raced so furiously beneath his sternum he was certain she would be able to feel or hear it. Every breath the Darkling took was a moment away from hitching, but he couldn't even put a description to what force was currently tormenting his inner self. Damita's attempts at diagnosing didn't sound right at all to him, and he had been dehydrated enough times throughout his Durance that he knew it wasn't the cause. The curves of Damita's body felt wonderful against his hardened muscle, and though he barely stood above five foot ten inches tall, he dwarfed the Latina in both height and width. Something told him that he would never again find a person such as her, and the thought of being away from her tore at his very soul. He knew that there could be other people in the world with her kindness and compassion, but to him they might as well have not existed. She was the one good thing that had ever happened to him in his entire life, and Krys knew right then he would do anything it took to keep her close. Still, she expected something from him. Krys may not have understood that her hardened peaks straining against the fabric of her shirt as they pressed against him or the subtle shifts of her hips and legs meant what it truly did, but he didn't need to. He had been around her long enough to know that Damita was bothered by something, though he couldn't pinpoint what. His anxiety only grew as he tried to form words that fell silent again and again. "I'm... not sick..." he managed to whisper in reply. "You... Someday I'm going to have to leave, so that you can go back to your normal life. Thinking... about that... causes me more pain than anything else ever has... I'm scared, Damita... not of being alone, I spent the better part of a century that way... but of having to be away from you... I don't ever want to be apart from you, but... I'm broken... and... well that's all there is." |
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| Jordan | Feb 6 2018, 07:28 PM Post #231 |
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Damita's body leaned against his almost against her will, wanting more, wanting to feel all of his skin against hers, though the tank and underwear were thin enough to feel him, it was not the same, and she wouldn't ever pretend that it was the same. He spoke, and she wanted to pull back to look him in the eyes as he did so, yet she didn't move him at all. His words tore at her heart and soul. The Latina shook her head and pulled back then, needing to look into his eyes to speak. She cupped his face in her hands and blinked rapidly to disperse the water that had poured over her face before she spoke. "Krys... I don't want you to leave. Ever. I've grown so accustomed to having you here, that I truly look forward to you reaching for me every night," she shook her head again and brushed her thumbs over his cheeks. "Things that are broken can be mended. And if done by the right hand, can be more beautiful than the original version of itself. So that's not all there is, not by a long shot." |
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| Daniel | Feb 6 2018, 07:44 PM Post #232 |
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When Damita pulled back from him, Krys was immediately afraid he'd made a mistake. He started to withdraw, but before he could her hands cupped his face. It was difficult for Krys to keep her gaze, but somehow he managed to as she spoke. His insides spun tightly when she told him she didn't want him to leave, and he wanted to scream in joy even as he felt sick inside. The longer she went on, the more difficult it was to hold back the emotions that wanted to come bursting forth. When she spoke of mending brokenness, Krys couldn't hold back anymore. The Darkling was eternally grateful for the water running over his face from the shower hiding the silent tears that fell at Damita's speech. He didn't know what to say, immediately all of his doubts and fears converged on him like a pack of hungry wolves on a wounded deer. Krys knew he should have been the happiest person alive, and on many levels he was. Something ate at him, though, and it only took him a heartbeat to pinpoint what was behind the weight settling in his stomach. The sadness in his eyes was clear as he met hers, hopelessness steeped from decades of seeing nothing but the worst possible outcomes. "I wish I knew the words to express how grateful and happy I am to hear you say that, Dam," he replied, his gaze dropping. "You... deserve better than me... I-I... don't... I can't... I've never... been with anybody... I want to make you happy, but I... also don't know if I could live with myself if you settle for less because of me." |
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| Jordan | Feb 6 2018, 07:59 PM Post #233 |
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Despite the water raining down over Krys's head, Damita could still see the tears forming and then falling. She had to hold back her own tears and brought his forehead to hers. "Seeing you get better every day makes me happy. Don't you worry about if I'm settling, because only I can answer that. I know my worth, Krys, and let me tell you that being near you... being with you... It's something I take pride in. I'm proud to be in your presence because you are stronger than you think. You are strong and brave, and everything I could ever hope to have in a partner. Don't worry about..." She glanced down at his body, and then hers, knowing that she was still reacting to him. His words truly settled into her mind about being with anybody before and she was taken back that he thought that way at all. "Anything intimate will happen when we're ready for it to. And when it does happen, you'll know what to do, you'll react on instinct. It's nothing we need to rush into because it's that special. We'll know when it's right." |
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| Daniel | Feb 6 2018, 08:19 PM Post #234 |
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Krys closed his eyes as Damita brought his forehead to rest against hers, trembling a little as her words washed over him. He only fell that much harder for her as she continued, pointing out qualities within him that he never believed he had. When she spoke of intimacy, a note of confusion played in his mind, but instinct told him it had something to do with the way her body seemed to react to his closeness. He could only nod gently against her as she finished speaking, though a tingle of nervous anticipation ran up his spine at her description of something unfamiliar. Krys longed to know what she planned to show him, a deep seated desire to be closer to her despite literally being pressed against her in that moment. His hands slipped around to Damita's back, bringing her closer to him again. Promises of something even more special to be shared between them ignited his curiosity, but Krys wouldn't press. Somehow, he had a feeling that to do so might be a mistake, and decided to continue letting her guide him. "I would gladly have served you until the end of my days just to be near you, Damita. I could never have hoped that you would see me as an equal... as someone worth choosing as your own. I will fight till my last breath to prove myself worthy of you." |
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| Jordan | Feb 6 2018, 08:52 PM Post #235 |
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"You have nothing, absolutely nothing to prove. You just keep being you, alright?" Damita pulled back and pressed her lips to his forehead then and took in a deep breath as she recalled exactly why they were in the shower in the first place. "Let's get you washed." She then reached for a loofa and smiled up at him as she reached back and pumped a couple of squirts of the body wash onto it. Damita ran the sponge over his shoulders and up onto his neck, knowing her lotion would sometimes leave a sheen on the skin, it was the effect of the oils mixed in with the base lotion. She worked diligently to wash him of whatever hadn't worked its way into his skin, down his arms and over his chest and abs, moving closer to him to drag the loofa over his back. |
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| Daniel | Feb 6 2018, 08:59 PM Post #236 |
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Krys swallowed the lump in his throat and nodded, accepting her words at their face value. He had no reason not to, given that Damita had always been as straightforward as she was patient with him. The Darkling couldn't describe the feelings that moved through him then, but he accepted her moving closer to him and pressed his fingertips into the space between her shoulders and spine. The sensation of her washing him was glorious, and he could feel every subtle shift in her breathing and movement as she washed his back. He couldn't help the groans and sighs that escaped him against her neck, nor the way his body began to naturally react to her as his anxiety ebbed away. |
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| Jordan | Feb 6 2018, 10:01 PM Post #237 |
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Damita didn't want to move from her spot pressed up against Krys. She let out a soft sigh against his shoulder as he pressed her into his body further. She could feel him reacting to her closeness, and was relieved - if she were being honest with herself - by it. She couldn't help the slight shift she gave against him as she shifted her weight on her feet, adjusting herself under his weight leaning on her. She moved the loofa down his hips and down his thighs as much as she could reach before passing it around his back to the other hand. She did the same on the other side before it was necessary to move and slowly pulled away from him to slide down to her knees in front of him. Water splashed off of his skin, and her clothes were soapy, but it didn't matter as she kept her eyes focused on his face only, not wanting to embarrass him or make him think that she was thinking too much about the erection that seemed to be getting worse the more she moved. She moved her hands over his legs, feeling her way through the procedure as carefully and as methodically as possible, but it was impossible not to notice how she was affecting him. She swallowed roughly again, trying like hell to keep herself composed. Slowly she got to her feet and as she kept her gaze on his, moved the soap filled sponge between their bodies to the place she'd washed before, but she couldn't help the naughty things racing through her mind of pleasing him as much as she could until he couldn't possibly be able to walk. But that wouldn't help them through the shower and get them into town. It was that she focused on as much as she possibly could as she touched him with the loofa and began soaping him up. |
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| Daniel | Feb 6 2018, 10:14 PM Post #238 |
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A very real shudder moved through Krys as Damita moved her touch over him, and he placed his hand on her shoulder to steady himself. The other gripped the handrail again as she knelt to wash his legs, still not fully trusting his legs in that moment. His eyes drifted shut as she began to wash him there, a soft gasp escaping him as pleasure coiled through his body from her touch. When she rose to her feet, Krys brought his forehead to rest against hers, his breathing unsteady. He slid a shaking hand down her arm to grip her waist, his muscles tensing a little with each small burst of pleasure her movements caused. Damita had washed him before, but Krys had been suffering from much greater anxiety at the time and had never found this level of pleasure from it. The smallest of gasps escaped him as her touch brushed a particularly sensitive spot, and his grip on her tightened instinctively. "That feels... good..." he whispered, his tone uncertain but breathless. |
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| Jordan | Feb 7 2018, 01:39 PM Post #239 |
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Damita closed her eyes for a moment as she took in his gasps and sounds of pleasure, the feeling of his hand on her waist, gripping her tightly as she hit a sensitive spot on him. She looked up at him, his eyes so close to hers, and licked her lips with the thought of what she was doing to him. "You want me to continue?" God did she ever want to continue, the sounds he made as she slowly moved her hand over him, the loofa in her right hand, were more than enough to make her wet her panties if they weren't already from the shower. She felt a tiny bit of shame for what she was doing, and yet, the sound of his voice only made her slowly continue to stroke his length, paying more attention to it than she had the rest of his body. It was shameful, really, of her to be doing what she was, but she wanted to give everything to the man before her, wanted to show him the wonder of life, and help him enjoy living it as much as she possibly could. |
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| Daniel | Feb 7 2018, 01:49 PM Post #240 |
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Krys quaked beneath Damita's continued manipulations as she voiced her question, and nodded slowly. "Please..." was all he could voice. There had been a time shortly after escaping his masters that Krys had considered ending his own life rather than live with the fear of being dragged back to the Fae and executed. He had come a long way since then, and if Damita's touch was any indication of things to come it would never be a thought that entered his mind again. Pleasure raced through him as the Latina worked her touch over his hardened thickness. It pulsed seemingly of its own accord against her slender fingers each time she hit a sensitive spot, sending bliss rushing through him. He tightened his grip on the railing so that he wouldn't on her, his groans of building ecstasy becoming more frequent while the breaths that carried them lost stability. Instinct took over then, and Krys slid his hand from Damita's waist to find her breast. He gripped her, feeling her hardened peak pressing into his palm as she brought him closer to the edge. His breathing grew increasingly short and ragged, and he had no idea what was happening in that moment, only that it felt incredible. |
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