I want you to take It. R18

Theo felt Elara's body quiver as his hand moved to the button of her shirt. He took a moment to appreciate the beauty before him, the way the moonlight played with the contours of her skin.

Her eyes searched his, and she whispered, "Please touch me more, please kiss me more."

With a nod, he gently pushed her back against the couch, his hand slipping under her shirt to trace the softness of her skin. Her belly reacted to his touch, and she gasped, her eyes closing in pleasure.

"Sure," Theo murmured, his voice a warm caress in the quiet night. He kissed her again, his hand moving to her breast, feeling her heart race beneath his palm.

Elara's nails dug into his shoulder, her hips bucking against his leg. The whispers grew louder, urging him on, telling him that this was right.

He pushed her shirt up, his eyes feasting on the sight of her perfect skin. He lowered his head and kissed her stomach, feeling her body arch in response.

Her hands found their way into his hair, holding him against her as she whispered, "Don't stop."

Theo didn't plan on it. He kissed her belly button, feeling the heat between her legs. His hand moved down, and she moaned, her body begging for his touch.

The whispers grew into a roar, and he knew he had to claim her fully. 

She stood, pulling Him up with her, and led Him to her room.

The room was bathed in moonlight, casting a soft glow across her bed. He laid her down, his eyes never leaving hers.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice a gentle rumble.

Elara nodded, her eyes filled with love and need. "I want you to take it," she murmured.

Theo leaned over her, his hand sliding down to unbutton her pants. He kissed her deeply as he removed her clothes, his own following suit.

Elara's eyes never left Theo's, and she felt complete, as if she had found her other half. 

In the dimly lit room, Elara's eyes searched Theo's face, her gaze lingering on the scars that marked his body. She reached out, her fingertips tracing the jagged lines with gentle concern. "Does it still hurt?"

Theo's eyes closed briefly as he savored her tender touch. "No, not anymore," he assured her, his voice a low rumble.

Her hand moved to the scar on his chest, the one that was the most prominent. "It's really not hurt?" she asked, her voice filled with curiosity and guilt.

Theo took a deep breath, his eyes opening to meet hers. "Not a bit." he began, his voice filled with love. "But it's part of what brought me here, to you."

With a nod, Elara leaned in and pressed her soft, warm lips against the scar, her eyes fluttering shut. Theo's breath caught gently, and his hand tenderly rose to cradle her cheek, his thumb brushing against her bottom lip.

Their eyes locked again, and he could see the trust in hers. He knew he had to be honest with her, to tell her everything.

"Let me see," he whispered, his hand moving to the clasp of her bra. She nodded, allowing him to remove it. Her breasts spilled out, full and beautiful, and he couldn't help but admire them.

He leaned down, his lips capturing one of her nipples, the tip hardening against his tongue. She gasped, her hand moving to cover her mouth, the sound muffled.

"Aren't they ugly?" Elara whispered to Theo, self-consciously shielding her ample chest with a delicate hand, as if the weight of her femininity was a burden she bore.

Theo gently moved her hand aside, his eyes gleaming with desire as he tenderly kissed her nipple

"They're not ugly," he murmured against her skin, his hand moving to caress her other breast. "They're beautiful."

Elara moaned, her body responding to his touch. Her hand slid down to rest on his shoulder, her nails digging in gently.

Theo gently accepted the invitation, his eyes sparkling with passion as he tenderly cradled both of her ample breasts, eliciting a soft, sensual moan from her lips., feeling their weight in his hands. He switched his attention to the other nipple, sucking and teasing it until she was writhing beneath him.

Theo gently leaned back, gazing deeply into Elara's eyes. "Elara," he whispered, his tone filled with feeling, "I desire you, I've longed to hold you close."

Her eyes searched his, filled with a mix of love and fear. "Then let's not waste any more time," she whispered.

With that, he kissed her again, his hand sliding down to her waist, pulling her closer. Their bodies aligned perfectly, the whispers of fate singing in their ears, as they gave in to their passion.

Theo's hand moved to the button of Elara's jeans, deftly unbuttoning and unzipping them. He slid them down her legs, revealing her damp panties. He kissed her thigh, his breath hot against her skin.

Elara's body jolted as he took her panties in his teeth and pulled them aside, exposing her to the cool air. She was wet and ready, her pussy glistening in the moonlight.

He leaned in, his tongue tracing the seam of her pussy. She moaned, her hips rising to meet his mouth.

Theo took his time, exploring every inch of her with his tongue and fingers. Her moans grew louder, more demanding.

When he slid his finger inside her, Elara's eyes rolled back in her head, and she whispered his name. The lust grew larger, urging him on.

He replaced his finger with his mouth, her taste intoxicating. She was tight and warm, and he knew he had to make this perfect for her.

Her moans grew more frantic, and he could feel her body tightening around his finger. He added another, stretching her gently, preparing her for what was to come.

"Ethan," Elara gasped, her eyes pleading. "Please, I need more."

Theo looked up at her, his eyes filled with love and desire. "I'll give you everything," he promised.

Without another word, he slid his cock out of his pants, his erection thick and ready. He positioned himself between her legs, his tip pressing against her wet pussy.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice filled with anticipation.

Elara nodded, her eyes never leaving his. "I want you," she whispered.

Theo pushed forward, feeling her tightness yield to his length. She was so warm, so wet, and he had to bite back a groan as he entered her.

Her eyes widened with a mix of shock, pleasure, and pain. "It's okay," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers. "You're doing great."

He waited for her to adjust, his hand caressing her cheek. When she nodded, he began to move, his hips rocking gently.

Elara's eyes rolled back, and she moaned, her nails digging into the couch cushions.

Theo picked up the pace, his strokes growing more intense. She met him thrust for thrust, her body moving in time with his.

Their breaths mingled in the quiet night, their hearts beating as one. Their moaning grew louder, and Theo knew that he had found his place in her heart.

With a final, desperate moan, Elara climaxed, her body convulsing around him. Theo followed, his release a declaration of love and destiny.

He leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. "You did amazing," he murmured, his voice filled with emotion.

Elara's arms tightened around him, her eyes filled with love. "I wanted to make you feel good," she replied, her voice just as soft.

Theo began to thrust again, his movements slow and deliberate. "You already have," he said, his eyes locked with hers. "But I want to make sure you're satisfied."

Elara nodded, her breath hitching as he pushed deeper into her, filling her completely.

Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, their whispers of fate weaving around them like a warm blanket. As Elara reached her peak once more, Theo felt his own building.

Their moan filled the room, a testament to their connection and the prophecy that bound them.

Theo leaned down, capturing her mouth in a passionate kiss as he found his own release. When they finally broke apart, both were panting, their hearts racing.

He pulled out, his cum spilling onto her thighs, and Elara couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment.

They lay there, tangled in each other's arms, the whispers of fate now a gentle lullaby, as they basked in the afterglow of their love.

After they had sex, Theo collapsed onto Elara, his whole body feeling drained. His heavy breathing was like a comforting rhythm in her ear.

With a gentle touch, Elara asked, "Are you okay?" Concern etched on her face as she looked at him.

With a bit of a laugh, Theo replied, "I think I need to exercise more."

"Haha," Elara giggled, enjoying the light moment. "I really enjoy it." She kissed his forehead.

Theo pulled himself out of her with a content sigh and a look of pure satisfaction. "Me too," he said, his voice still heavy with the passion that lingered in the air.

But Elara had other ideas. She didn't want him to go anywhere. She wrapped her legs around him, keeping him close. "Rest here," she whispered with a gentle smile.

Theo looked down at her, his question in his eyes. "Aren't I too heavy?"

"I like your warmth," she said, her voice low and soothing. She pulled him closer, locking her legs around his waist.

Theo chuckled and kissed her neck. "You're something else, Elara," he murmured, his eyes filled with affection.