The First Night (End) The Deed [18+]

"Elowen..." Mikhailis's hand went to her back, fingers searching for the laces of her dress.

She stay silent, which he tought as a sign to keep going.

So he did.

His fingers moved deftly, undoing the laces of her dress. As he did so, he could feel her body trembling beneath him, her chest rising and falling faster. She let out a quiet moan, her hands moving to his chest, fingers curling in the fabric of his tunic.

Yes...

Mikhailis's lips trailed along her jaw, down her neck, pausing to kiss the hollow of her throat. He could feel the rapid beat of her heart, the heat of her skin, and it made him want more.

Her breathing grew quicker, her chest rising and falling with each shallow breath. Mikhailis could feel the anticipation in the air, the tension between them, and he knew that she was finally ready.

With one final tug, he loosened the laces of her dress. As the fabric fell away, revealing her beautiful brown skin, he paused for a moment, admiring her beauty. Then, unable to resist, he kissed her again, slowly, deeply, his hands moving to her bare waist, pulling her closer.

Elowen let out a soft moan, her breath catching as his fingers traced the curve of her hips, exploring every inch of her exposed skin. She pressed her body against his, her chest rising and falling faster, and Mikhailis could feel the desire pulsing through him, the need for her, the longing.

The air between them was charged, filled with electricity.

"Let's take this to the bedroom," Mikhailis didn't wait for Elowen's response and lift her up. Since he's tall, it made the move much easier.

Elowen didn't protest, instead, her arms wrapped around his neck, her lips finding his in another searing kiss. Mikhailis carried her into the bedroom, the firelight flickering across her bare skin. As he laid her down on the bed, she pulled him closer, her hands tangling in his hair as she deepened the kiss.

Her fingers tugged at his tunic, and Mikhailis knew exactly what she wanted. He quickly undressed, tossing his clothes to the side, before leaning over her, kissing her neck, her shoulder, her collarbone.

Elowen's hands explored his body, moving down his chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. She let out a soft moan as he kissed down to her breast, his tongue teasing her nipple.

She arched against him, her body responding to his touch, his kisses. He could feel her need, her desire for him, and it fueled his own.

He moved his lips to her other breast, taking her nipple into his mouth, his tongue circling it slowly, teasingly.

"W-Wait, That's- Ahn!" Elowen gasped, her breath coming in quick, quiet moans as he continued his exploration of her body, kissing every inch of her skin, learning the shape of her curves.

He could feel her hands moving lower, her fingers tracing the line of his spine, following the contours of his muscles. She was becoming bolder, more confident, and it made him want her even more.

This is good.

Mikhailis's kisses moved lower, across her stomach, down to her hip. He could feel her body tensing, her breath catching, and he knew that she was aching for him, just as much as he was for her.

His hand moved between her thighs, gently stroking her, his fingers teasing her, making her tremble beneath him.

"Oh! Mikhailis..."

Elowen's voice was husky, thick with desire, and it drove him wild. He couldn't hold back any longer.

"Let me take care of you," he murmured, his lips finding hers again in a slow, deep kiss.

As he moved on top of her, her hands pulled him closer, her legs wrapping around his waist, drawing him in. Mikhailis could feel the magic in the air humming around them, and it fueled his own desire, making him ache for her.

He positioned himself at her entrance, and then, as she gazed up at him. He saw it.

It's a face that he hasn't seen since their first meeting.

It's a face full of emotions, longing, desire, and most importantly, the real feeling behind it. And a hint of vulnerability.

Mikhailis raised his hand to her cheek, brushing it lightly.

"Hm?" Elowen's eyes searched his, confused for a moment.

"You're beautiful," he said with a smile, his voice soft but steady.

His hand moved behind her neck, pulling her into another slow, gentle kiss. "I love you, Elowen," he murmured, his lips close to hers.

She inhaled sharply, her body tensing at his words. Her voice was barely a whisper when she replied.

"I love you too."

Mikhailis smiled, his gaze steady. "Tonight, let's lay everything bare."

Elowen's eyes widened slightly, but it wasn't shock. It wasn't some dramatic twist or clever line from a story. It was simple, real. A quiet truth that had been there all along.

They had known from the start.

The compatibility. The understanding between them.

She was the queen who could have any king, but none had truly seen her. And he was the joker who had called her bluff.

Tonight, they both decided to go all in.

And without waiting another moment, Mikhailis entered her.

Of course, it's her first time. Mikhailis know it, so he moved with utmost care.

He might be a virgin, but he knows his way around a woman.

Elowen tensed, her nails digging into his shoulders, a low moan escaping her lips as Mikhailis's tip about to enter her.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle," he said, his voice low and husky.

"N-no..." Elowen whispered, her voice barely audible.

"Don't hold back."

And with those words, the tension between them broke. And Mikhailis's huge and towering thing entered Elowen in a single thrust.

"MMHH!"

Elowen's eyes widened, her lips parted, a quiet gasp escaping her.

"Does it hurt?"

"No... I'm fine. Just keep going..." Elowen said, but Mikhailis could feel her voice slightly strained.

This is the first time for Mikhailis as well.

So this is the feeling of a real sex.

The sensation, the smell, and most importantly, the heat.

He could feel the tightness of her inner walls around his length, the way her body trembled as he entered her.

Oh god of sex, starting today, I finally ascend to the rumored 'adulthood' that I've always yearned for.

"Just relax, and enjoy the ride," he said, leaning down to kiss her neck, her shoulder, her collarbone.

As his lips explored her skin, his hips began to move, slowly at first, but then picking up speed.

Elowen's breaths grew ragged, her chest rising and falling as her body moved in sync with his, meeting each thrust with equal fervor.

"Mikhailis..." she moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his lips tracing the curve of her jaw, the line of her neck, the slope of her shoulder.

"Mmnnnhhh..."

Elowen's moans were music to his ears. They drove him wild, sending a surge of desire through his body.

"A-Ahn! M-Mikhailis... more, I want... MORE!"

Mikhailis was more than happy to oblige.

He picked up the pace, thrusting into her deeper, harder, his hips slamming against hers with each movement.

"Ahn! Ah! Ahhhnn!"

Elowen's cries became louder, her body trembling beneath his. She clung to him, her nails raking his back, her legs wrapping around his waist as if she couldn't get close enough.

The sound of their bodies coming together echoed in the room, mixing with the crackling of the fire and the wind rustling the leaves outside the window.

Mikhailis could feel the tension building inside him, the pressure building, begging to be released.

But he held back. He wanted to savor this moment, to revel in the connection between them.

"Elowen... Elowen..." he murmured her name again and again, as if it was the only word he could remember.

Mikhailis's body moved with purpose, each thrust met with a sharp gasp from Elowen. The heat between them was palpable, the room filled with the raw energy of their union. The sounds of their bodies colliding, skin on skin, echoed through the chamber, THUD! after THUD!, matching the intensity of their desire.

"YES, MORE!" Elowen's voice was breathless, but full of insistence. Her legs wrapped tightly around Mikhailis's waist, pulling him deeper. Her nails scraped along his back, leaving faint red lines as she urged him on. "DON'T STOP!" she cried out, her head falling back into the pillows as another wave of pleasure surged through her body.

Mikhailis, lost in the moment, responded to her every need, thrusting harder, deeper, his own breaths coming in ragged pants. The bed creaked beneath them, its rhythmic SQUEAK! joining the chorus of their pleasure. Every motion, every sound in the room seemed amplified as the tension between them grew unbearable.

"YES! YES!" Elowen's cries grew louder, her voice filled with raw, unfiltered desire. Her body arched beneath him, the muscles in her abdomen tightening as the pleasure built inside her, pushing her toward the edge. "DON'T HOLD BACK, MIKHAILIS!" Her voice broke, the words escaping her in staccato bursts.

Mikhailis could feel the tightness of her around him, the way her body clenched and released with each movement. His own restraint was slipping, the pressure inside him building to the breaking point. His hands gripped her hips, fingers digging into her soft skin as he drove into her again and again, faster and more forceful with each thrust.

"MORE! HARDER!" Elowen's words came out in breathless gasps, her body trembling violently beneath him. Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, her nails scratching at his scalp.

"YES, LIKE THAT!" she moaned, the sound almost desperate.

The intensity between them reached its peak, every movement charged, every breath shared. The sounds in the room were overwhelming—the SLAP! of skin, the THUMP! of the bed against the floor, the crackling of the fire as it burned low in the hearth.

"I CAN'T... I'M SO CLOSE!" Elowen's voice was frantic, her back arching, her entire body tightening as she teetered on the edge of release.

"Together!!" Mikhailis growled through gritted teeth, feeling the same overwhelming pressure building within him. He thrust harder, faster, his muscles straining with the effort. Elowen's cries filled his ears, the sound of his name leaving her lips in broken syllables. "MIKHAILISSS!"

And then, it happened—her body convulsed, a loud moan tearing from her throat as her release washed over her. Mikhailis felt her tighten around him, and it pushed him over the edge, his own climax hitting him with full force. His body shuddered, his hips snapping forward one final time as he let out a deep, guttural groan.

"Mnnnhh!!"

For a moment, the world fell away, leaving only the sound of their heavy breathing, the faint crackle of the fire, and the warmth of their shared heat. They collapsed into each other, bodies trembling, slick with sweat, as the aftershocks of their climax subsided.

"I love you," Mikhailis whispered into her ear, his voice hoarse, but filled with undeniable truth.

"And I love you,' Elowen replied, her voice soft, but steady. Her eyes fluttered closed as she lay against him, the intensity of their connection still humming in the air, unspoken but understood.