[AU][C] First Meet

Her head tilted forward as she got want she wanted, but the pace frustratingly slowed that had her twitching.

She inhaled sharply and jerked as her nipple it was pinched. Her hand held Espiridion's to hold it there, tightened.

Her eyes were dark with lust as she looked down at her fiance.

"Espiridion," her voice was low and sultry, her accent prevalent as she said his name.

Her mutter of his name had Espiridion pulling back, just enough for him to grin up at her.

"Yes, cariña?"

His fingers toyed with her nipple again, rolling it and giving it little pinches as he waited on her answer.

The ache was worst then before, now thoroughly wound up. At least when his tongue had slowed, there was still some pleasure. Now there was nothing.

She huffed as he spoke, back arching as her nipple was toyed with.

What that word meant she didn't know. Right now, she didn't care to find out.

"Put your tongue back where it was. This time, don't be slow about it."

He gave an amused little chuckle at her demands.

He liked a woman that knew what she wanted. That, at least, was something that felt familiar and right.

"Si, infanta."

Espiridion took up his previous actions eagerly.

She groaned and her head tilted back, eyes sliding shut as Espiridion's tongue flicking over clit with the same intensity. It had her twitching. Her thighs quivered either side of him as the coil of heat tightened as she felt herself come closer.

Her moans remained small and sporadic. Mostly her panting and the wet sounds between her legs filled the silence that stretched out between them.

Espiridion didn't let up as her hips began to shift, rolling against his mouth.

His hand moved, pressing his forearm flat against her stomach to hold her down. 

His other hand teased at her breasts, focusing on her nipples, alternating between gentle brushing and sharp pinches.

Waves of pleasure ran and crashed through her as Espiridion didn't let up. Not until a louder, longer moan caught the back of her throat as she arched then jerked her hips up.

There was the familiar, intense throbbing as she reached climax. Her grip on the dark hair tightened, holding him in place until slumped back against the chaise. Her chest rose and fell in quick succession.

Basking in the afterglow, she glanced down at her fiance. A pleasant flush across her cheeks and she still twitched under him, oversensitive.

"And that is the prince's favourite thing to do?"

When she slumped back, he pulled back just a little.

His eyes alternated between what he'd just been partaking in, and her hooded eyes.

Espiridion licked his lips slowly at her question, making a show of enjoying it.

"His favourite," he confirmed.

Her bottom lip was brought between her teeth as he made a seductive show of licking his lips. Well, now she knew she definitely won't be left dissatisfied with this marriage.

With her lips stretched into a pleased smile, she leaned forwards to capture his lips and taste herself. Her tongue flicked out to deepen the kiss, both her hands now threaded in his hair.

She pulled back so there was an inch between them.

"Maybe it is time to show you some Aldish kindness?"

He pushed upwards slightly to meet her kiss half way.

When she pulled back, he gave an amused little huff. "That wasn't Aldish kindness?"

If that wasn't kindness then he was definitely interested in finding out just what Aldish kindness was.

He pushed forwards to capture her lips in another kiss.

Helena laughed a little in the kiss. She drew it out as long as she could before she needed air.

"You will find we always return the favour."

Pale hands, calloused from experience but soft enough to show her status a nobility, slid down his shoulders and arms so they rested on his biceps. She pushed them encouragingly up.

"A good creed to live by."

He pushed himself upwards at her gentle nudging, to sit on the chaise himself. He relaxed back comfortably.

"Though I will say now, you don't have to spend as much time between my thighs as I intend to spend between yours."

They'd likely never leave their chambers if she intended to pay back his time minute for minute.

She twisted herself in the chair to kiss him again on the mouth. Then she ducked down to brush her lips against his neck.

"I will spend as long as I please."

She nipped the skin before pulling back and situating herself between his legs as he done. Her hands smoothed up his thighs until the gripped his hips.

She gave him a coy smile.

Then she moved forwards, wetting the sheer fabric as she licked his cock.

Hip lips kicked up in amusement.

She definitely knew what she wanted and wouldn't hear otherwise. He was definitely impressed. He'd thought the woman would be a blushing virgin.

"Si, infanta."

He watched her intently at her tongue ran up the length of his clothed cock.

The tip of her tongue felt the slit under the sheer clothing. Circling it, teasing it, before she pulled away. The clothing had darkened from where her tongue had been.

Momentarily, her hands left the hips to expose his cock. Not that what he wore left much to the imagination.

Pink lips parted and she took in the head. Her tongue swirled around it before pressing to the tip again. She hummed, then pulled back, sucking.

she gave her husband the same coy smile as she kissed the base, his length against her cheek.

His breath shuddered slightly when she teased him with her tongue. The feel of the sheer material rubbing against his sensitive cock had his eyes falling shut.

Espiridion gave a low groan, hand shifting to rest on top of her head, stroking it gently.

When she enveloped him in her mouth, he gave a shaky breath, and muttered something that shouldn't be used in any type of cultured company.

His eyes flickered open when she pulled back, and he watched her with growing lust as she gave that coy smile and kissed his cock gently.

"I'm going to need you to open that mouth of yours again, cariña."

"Do you now?"

She lifted herself so her lips was a breath away from the wet head, ghosting over it before she took it back into her mouth. She did the same teasing motions; swirling her tongue around and feeling the slit.

Holding his hips steady, she took more of him in slowly. She traced a vein as she pulled back up with the same deliberate slowness. Her lips kissed the tip before she pushed back down again as she began a controlled rhythm that allowed her to tease him with her tongue.

He gave an amused near-silent huff as she took her time.

His tongue ran over his lips slowly, watching her as she took her sweet time in making a slow, teasing pace.

"You're a dangerous woman, Helena."

His fingers weaved through her hair, gripping it and applying some pressure to the back of her head, guiding her further down.

She hummed in answer, feeling the pressure on the back of her head and took him in as deep as she could, feeling him hit the back of her throat.

Her pace changed to more erratic. The hands on Espiridion's his tightened as determination set to draw the climax out of him.

He gave little groans as she began that quick, erratic pace.

It didn't take long to feel the telltale heat. It had been a long time since he'd laid with someone. Months before his wife had died. Years since he'd felt anything other than his hand.

His release came almost embarrassingly fast, like he was his brothers age again, just coming into his sexuality.

Espiridion stifled the noise he made, gripping Helena's hair tightly.

Helena made a noise of surprise as she felt him come sooner than anticipated. She let him hold her still and took him in.

She pulled back with a swallow, the salty taste heavy on her tongue, and placed a single kiss on his navel.

"There will be more of that kindness after were married."

She smiled at him, lips plumped.

He laid there comfortably as she pressed a kiss to his navel.

Espiridion leaned down when she spoke, catching her chin with his fingers and guiding her upwards.

He pressed a slow kiss to her lips.

When he pulled back, he pulled her up as he moved to lay against the chaise, so the two of them were laying together.

"I look forwards to a long, kind marriage."

She let herself be guided to up to lay next to him comfortably, one leg intertwined over the top of his, her head rested on his shoulder and an arm across his chest.

"Me too."

She can only hope their relationship progresses even better. She had seen what a loveless marriage looked like between her king brother and his arranged wife. They could only just sit at the same table by ignoring each other. She didn't want this to be like that. She wanted to be happy.

He ran his fingers slowly over her bare shoulder in aimless patterns.

He relaxed back into the chaise, eyes sliding closed as his fingers stroked over her skin. He was glad this had gone so well. They had chemistry, and that was half the battle won.

They were amiable, and feelings would come with that.

"I should worry about not being skewered by your guards when I leave here, before we decide on a long, happy marriage."

The fingers tracing her shoulders felt nice, and she relaxed further into him. It shook as she laughed.

"Don't worry, you are just a whore looking for directions. It is all perfectly innocent."

They will probably be in too much shock to do much, anyway. What they thought didn't matter. They were going to be married in a few days.