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"Mm..." forgiving him would be easy enough, it's not like he really did anything wrong; he just surprised her. Which, she assumed now, was his intention - especially once she caught that look on his face.

Why was he looking at her like that?

"W...what?"

"Oh..." He paused, "Nothing. Just..." He leaned up slowly, twisting so he could turn and face her, pressing a kiss to her lips.

Also, he raised the arm holding the bag of ice to let it sit on her chest, and his lips curled up into another grin even through the kiss. It was a little mean, but perhaps things like this were good for relationships.

Good for relationships if they wanted to have trust issues. Just kidding, she wouldn't suddenly distrust him just because he decided to tease her a little.

The kiss distracted her enough that she didn't realize what his hand was doing with the ice until it was firmly planted on her chest. She let out another squeak of surprise against his lips, and when she pulled back, it sounded more like a moan, "A-Ah! You tricked me..." POUTING. She's pouting.

"Ah, are you mad?" The question came with him setting down the ice and slipping his arms around her for another kiss as he pressed close. Though, he was entertaining using the ice in another way now that he'd have to remember for later.

"No..." she murmured softly, returning the kiss with only the slightest hesitation now. Certainly he couldn't blame her for being a little cautious, what with that trick kiss and all not thirty seconds prior to this.

Not that she was complaining, the feel of the cold ice had been ... pleasant, in some odd way. Either way, she was not really thinking about it now as she slipped her arms around his neck, head tilted so she could return the kiss with gusto. She assumed he was feeling better now, too, so she decided to be a little more daring as she slipped her tongue past his lips.

"I'm glad..." It was a bit mumbled through the kiss, but it didn't stop him from returning the kiss, teasing his tongue over hers as she suddenly thought to surprise him.

Pulling her closer, he grew a little flush as he broke the kiss with a small breath. "Did you want to try something with the ice, Lioriley?"

Her lips lingered against his even when he pulled back, eyes opening again so she could look up at him.

"Do you ... do you have something particular in mind?" which was a 'yes' she'd be willing to try. Of course.

"Maybe," He whispered against her lips, pressing close again and moaning softly into the kiss. Though he felt a little weak still from his head, and didn't hold the kiss for long before he pulled away again, panting softly after.

"But you will have to undress, if you do not mind?" He was trying to keep it as a request because he didn't want to her to feel pressured into anything. That would be the last thing he'd want.

She trusted Enno enough to know that he would not pressure her into anything she was uncomfortable with. She also trusted that he wouldn't hurt her. Besides, she had come to learn that experimentation was necessary with things like this, so they knew what the other might like or dislike.

So she nodded, kissing him once more before she leaned back a little. She undid the belt around her waist, then shifted her hands up to start unraveling the fabric of her robes, letting it fall from her shoulders carefully. If Enno tried to help, she would gently nudge his hands away, a teasing smile playing on her lips. Two could play this game.

"What do you wish of me now, dearheart?" she murmured, clothes discarded now as she awaited further instruction. In the meantime, she started pulling her hair back, giving him a nice show of her bare skin as she did so.

Experimentation was necessary, but for people like Enno, it was slow and usually accidental. Such as when he learned that he was to watch, rather than help.

It definitely caught his attention, and he watched with earnest until she was bare before him, with a small sigh. Following the lines on her body was a confusing game he often played when she was exposed to him, and this time was no different as he tried to follow her question along the line that wound around her back.

"Hm?" Answering with a question of his own at first, he looked up a moment before his eyes settled on the ice, and he adjusted himself so he was sitting cross-legged on the bed. "Please hand me a scarf and then sit in my lap?" He might wind up always making requests to her rather than commands, time would only tell. He was waiting for her to do this before he took her arms delicately up over her head and tied her wrists together with the scarf, and then carefully bent them back so she could rest them against him. Pressing a kiss to her ear, he took the ice and fished out a single piece to run it lightly across her stomach again, his other hand coming to her shoulder to keep her from getting up.

The request for a scarf threw her off a bit, but she obliged, curious as to where he was going with this. Once it was retrieved, she handed it to him and promptly sat on his lap, wiggling a bit to get comfortable and awaiting further instruction. She only really started to catch on when he lifted her arms above her head. Every line on her skin brightened, her heartbeat quickening as she was bound.

"Enno--AH - a-ahh..." she gasped sharply when the ice hit her skin, a shiver causing her spine to arch ever so - which only aided in pushing the ice more against her skin. Unable to really move with him holding her, save for that arch, all she would do was wiggle again, fingers pawing at nothing as they rested above her head.

"Yes, lieber?" The question was quiet as he swirled the ice in a lazy arc up to her breasts, squeezing her shoulder gently as he pressed his lips to her cheek a few times while he quietly shushed her.

Letting the ice run over a few of her lines, he swiftly swirled it around each nipple and let it arc down to her stomach once more and admired how the water left behind made her skin glisten all the more with her glowing lines.

Another moan, followed by a shake of her head as she bit down on her lower lip when he shushed her. She really didn't have anything to say - save for telling him that it felt good, in some very strange way.

Her body seemed confused - wanting to recoil when the ice trailed along her body, but still leaning into it every time. Her nipples hardened, lines bright as she continued to wiggle in his lap, needy and hungry for more attention. He could probably feel the way her fingers flexed, arms shifting as if she wanted to hold onto him, but was otherwise unable to do so.

Her motions had a very obvious effect on him, partially why he asked her to not make so much noise. From the way she wiggled in his lap to the way he could feel her arms flex; it was all arousing and it didn't take long in spite of himself that she was shifting against a knot in his pants and he had to bite his own lip.

It was hard to control himself, but he managed to not end the teasing early and trail the ice further down her stomach. He attempted to say something teasing, but the very though made him as red as a beet. So he merely moved his hand from her shoulder to cup her breast, kneading it and rolling it around in his fingers as the ice finally brushed over her mound, teasing against her entrance.

It was becoming increasingly more difficult to keep her noises at bay, especially when she felt him growing harder. Instinctively she rocked her hips down against him, a loud moan muffled as she bit down on her lip even harder.

What made things worse was when she dared to open her eyes and glance down as he worked, just in time to see his hand on her breast, melted ice sliding down between her thighs; which she happily parted so he could continue to tease her. Another buck of her hips, mouth opening as she finally gave a loud cry. Her entire body shook, both from the cold and the strange pleasure she was getting from all of it.

She didn't know of she was allowed, but she lowered her arms just a little, trying to turn her head so she could brush her lips against his ear, not saying anything, just letting out those soft moans and utterances of his name as her hips bucked against his fingers and the ice.

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Panting softly now from the feeling of her hips rolling over his crotch, he shivered as he felt her lips on his ear. Being as hard as he could get now, her moans and writhing as he brushed the ice against her clit was almost too much to bear.

"Lioriley..." He whispered softly, turning a dark red as he shifted the ice around in his hand as he curled two fingers to slip inside her, working them hard against the spongy spot he'd found with her help. He chewed his lip a few seconds as he worked his digits inside her before he shakily asked another request of her, "...t-tell me. Tell m-me ho-how much you w-want..." He trailed off, unable to finish.

She lowered her bound hands down entirely, letting them rest upon her lap, unable to do much else with them at the moment. Her hips continued to rock, moving against his fingers as he pushed inside of her. Each thrust was met with a moan against his ear, her lines bright both from her own embarrassment and excitement.

"I-I want you so much, Enno..." she murmured, breath hot against his ear, "I will give all of myself to you, darling. Please."

On some small level, he actually regretted her feeling this way because of him, but that might be because he didn't necessarily find it proper from his days as a Knight. No matter, as it had no bearing on his life now.

Watching her and feeling just how aroused she was made him flush and needy as well. Nipping at the side of her neck, he finally slipped his fingers out of her, untying her bonds to help her out of his lap. He then started undressing. He lacked any kind of seduction skills, so he was simply undoing them as quickly as he could.

Once freed, all she wanted to do was touch him. Really, that's all she had wanted to do once her wrists had been tied together - but had obviously been unable to. Of course, she would have to wait a little longer while he undressed, and she somehow managed to sit patiently as she watched him.

He might have lacked seduction skills, but he really didn't need them when she was already horribly aroused, desperate for his touch and wiggling on the bed. To her, he was beautiful, perfect in every way and she was so lucky to be able to see him like this,

"Enno..." she whispered, reaching out to brush her fingers along his cheek.

Closing his eyes, he shivered at the touch, crawling over to her a little unsteadily. He was rewarded with more contact from her as he pressed close, eager to feel her warmth.

"Lioriley..." He whispered in her arms, pressing his lips to her ear to suckle lightly now. He knew how much she enjoyed it, and as aroused as he was, he worried about hurting her. Pulling her closer still, he tilt his head to nuzzle her neck. "How were you wanting it?" He felt his face almost burn from how red he was, but as long as he wasn't looking at her directly, he might manage.

She wrapped her arms around him once he was close, letting out a loud moan when he started suckling on her sensitive ear. When the question was asked, she squeaked, almost equally as embarrassed as he was.

"I... I don't know..." she had never been asked that before, and really, she would be able to do whatever he wanted. That was the problem, she was thinking about what he would want, as opposed to what she did, "I just want you, I want to feel you inside of me again, Enno. Fast or slow, any way you will have me, I just want everything you are willing to give."

He bit his lip. "Alright..." It was something of a quiet sigh. Waiting a moment longer, he then nipped at her neck and loosened his grip on her. He had an idea for something that was usually difficult for them.

"Lay on your stomach, and put one of the pillows under your hips." It sounded strange, yes, but he had given this a great deal of thought over so it made sense to him. Once she had done so, he moved behind, pushing her legs together while he then straddled them. Now he could start smoothing his hands over her back, rubbing affectionately.

He could have told her to stand on her head and she would have done it. So the request, while slightly odd, was easy enough to do. And after a bit of shifting, she was settled on her stomach, pillow under her hips so they were raised a little. Her head was half hidden in the sheets, still slightly embarrassed by the whole thing, she peered back at him, murmuring softly as his hands ran over her back.

Sometimes it was terrifying when she realized how much she trusted him. To allow him to whatever he wished to her in such intimate moments like this.

Having not noticed her watching him, he bit down on his lip again, red in the face as he rubbed her shoulders lightly, smoothing them down her back again and as he reached her hips, splayed his fingers so he could grip her backside and squeeze it. Admittedly he never lingered in this area as had a lingering feel of impropriety. Still it was nice.

Using one hand to spread her, he gripped his shaft with the other as he nuzzled the head against her entrance, teasing it just a little before he entered her, pressing in with a groan as his hands slide to her hips, lifting her just a bit to pull her as he pushed. Easing her down, he leaned over her with a sigh, nuzzling the back of her neck.

She gave a low, slightly muffled moan when he squeezed her, hips wiggling instinctively. It was probably the best place for him to linger though, considering she was not lacking there as much as she was in her chest. Didn't guys like that anyway? She had been told they did.

The teasing earned another noise from her, a silent plea for him to continue. When he did, she arched her back a little, fingers curling into the sheets as she went along with the pulling motion.

"Ah... Enno. Y-You feel wonderful..." she practically purred, hips rolling just a little.

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GOD I ALMOST TAGGED WITH CAIN CRIES

I THINK YOU'RE TRYING TO TELL ME SOMETHING.

yeah i want this to be mad gay sry

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