Soaping with Andi
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Thread Topic: Soaping with Andi
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And now she was on top of him. Or, well, his lap. Trying to remain unaffected by... certain desires, he replied, "If you put on my other pair of pants and my shirt for the moment, we can go find some other clothes for you." Then again, they didn't have to find clothes for her... They could just stay here all day. Naked. In bed. That'd work.
He was somewhat ashamed for thinking that. -
"I get the feeling that you don't want to," She teased, rolling so that her face was in his stomach, which was still bare. Octavia wished that she could inhale his warmth, because she was truly cold. However, she couldn't, so she just closed her eyes, content to stay pressed against the skin that for however long she could. After a few minutes, though, she moved, getting back under the covers. "I think we should sleep in. After all, we have nothing else to do."
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There was actually plenty he had to do. He needed to go check on Shortbread, finish the daily exercise routine knights were expected to follow, and he could probably help out on a patrol of some of the local villages, too. But right now, that wasn't his job. His job was to guard the princess, and what better way than with his arms wrapped comfortably around her, his body pressed close to hers? Rowan scooted over to let the princess snuggle up to next to him. "I like that idea," he said with a small smile.
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Suddenly subconscious, Octavia hesitated, before curving into Rowan's body, with her back to him. He was warm, almost radiating heat, and her bare back pressed against his bare chest sent little warm tingles through her, and the princess felt as if nothing in the world would give her cause to move. Rowan's breath was hot against the back of her neck, which only made the feeling worse, though, and soon she wasn't sure what it was, because she'd never felt this way before. "Hey, um, actually, I need to go to the bathroom. Like, really. My body's being weird," She admitted. After all, Octavia had no shame in letting him know what was going on.
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"Uh, okay." He scooted away from her, his hands stopping on their journey down to her sides and instead returning to wherever worked. He would have been completely fine with it, but whatever made her comfortable was what he'd do for now. He stared up at the ceiling of the bedroom until she came back.
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Octavia slipped out of the bed, and darted into the bathroom. She returned a few minutes later, slipping back to where she was. The princess was strangely silent now, and when she did speak, it was in a soft, questioning voice. "I've never been with anyone. What's it like?"
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"I... it's hard to describe." He peeked at the smooth lines of her bare shoulders and arms, the way the blanket fell over the curves of her hips and legs. He was hesitant to try to curl up with her this time, knowing that the growing bulge in his pants might ruin everything for both of them. "It's better to just experience it," he breathed.
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"Oh? I've heard rumors that it's painful. The first time, anyways," She mumbled, rolling to face him on her side, scanning his face. "Of course, I wouldn't know. Not personally. But I've heard things," She repeated, wincing when she realizing that she was rambling. Octavia moved close to him, moving so that one of her hands was, once again, tangled in his hair. This was wrong, incredibly so. Rowan was a knight, not even from her own kingdom. Still, she couldn't help what she said next. "I think I'd like to experience it."
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"I don't know if it hurts. I'll try to make sure it doesn't." He propped himself up on his elbow, then leaned over and kissed her, gently. After a moment, he looked at her in complete seriousness. "Are you sure?" he asked. One hand had already crept over, a few inches away from her chest.
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"Mhm. I am," She nodded, still a bit breathless from the kiss. It was early morning, and her body was still numb with sleep, but he was like some sort of pill, waking her up. Octavia returned his kiss, closing her eyes, tilting her head into it.
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Rowan shifted a bit to reach her better, moving his lips to her jawline, then her neck. His hands rested on her hips, slowly sliding one up her side until he reached her breast. His kisses trailed down to her shoulder blades.
He should have been wishing that no one would interrupt. But he wasn't. He was so immersed in the woman before him-- had they really only known each other for a day? It felt so much longer, and part of him felt a little bad about that. Then again, his job was to take care of the princess, and this was definitely a way of catering to her needs, regardless of whether the king would approve or not. -
Octavia could hear her heart pounding in her ears, could feel the blood rushing to her face. Her skin felt like it was on fire where he kissed her, and little shivers worked their way through her body, contrasting sharply at the heat of her body. Somewhere along the way, the blanket had slipped off them, and was to the side in a tangled mess. Without her knowing, a small moan drifted out, and her eyes did this fluttery little roll.
Yeah, her neck was pretty sensitive, more so around the scar. And it felt amazing, and, oh, was there anything better than this? Her one hand stayed in his hair, tangled there, pulling his head against her skin. When his hand cupped the side of her breast, her body jolted, and she muttered an apology, completely unsure of what she was supposed to be doing. -
This time, with the princess' body jolted away, it stayed away, and Octavia felt a bit of doubt creeping into her. Unsure of if she really felt like the pleasure would be worth the consequences. Swallowing, though, she moved back down, taking deep breaths to try to calm herself. Rowan was being patient with her, and careful too, but Octavia was starting to feel that, maybe, just maybe she should have been doing something for him.
It was funny, before, she had enjoyed testing him, being a tease, making his squirm. Now, though, that they were actually.. Like this, she was a nervous wreck, already feeling bits of sweat prickle her underarms and thighs. It wasn't that it didn't feel good, it felt amazing, but like she was committing a crime of some sort. -
He paused. "If you want me to stop, I will. I understand. I don't want this to be a one sided pleasure," he told her, watching her closely. He could feel desire shooting through his body in the form of excited shivers and a heart nearly beating out of his chest, but tried to keep it hidden just in case she was no longer interested. His finger started to hesitantly withdraw.
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"I want to continue," Octavia said. There wasn't a bit of hesitation in the words, and she knew that she meant them. A small smile crossed her lips, and the hand that was still in his hair pulled him down a bit so that she could press a kiss against his forehead.
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