Vulnerable (R18)

Desmond dreamed of permission to go forward for years. Their once innocent kisses turned heated along the way yet they were stuck in the confines of purity, not knowing what the future truly held for them. 

Considering they were caught by her father before and then Desmond was sent far away, he knew it had been wise not to push her for more. Even if his body begged him to go beyond what they were allowed, he managed to contain himself.

Yet there they sat together, practically intertwined, without the bounds of anything except for nervousness. She was his wife and she was asking for more. 

However, the innocence of her reaction and being led entirely by feelings was endearing to him. He wanted to cherish her and be careful with her. 

As they kissed, her breasts brushed against his calloused hands and he could feel her once soft peaks harden. Curiosity got the best of him and he cupped the supple mounds in his hands, his thumbs brushing over her nipples.