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The satin sheets curled around them as they moved as one. Gwendal slid into her as she moved against him. One hand propped him up as the other brushed the side of her breast, cupping it as his thumb brushed the peak. Her eyes were closed as he looked down on her. She was biting her lip as her face scrunched up. Tiny moans escaped her with each of Gwendal's thrust.
"Look at me, Nisa." Gwendal's voice hoarse as he whispered to her.
Her blue eyes fluttered open as she looked up. Hurried, needy kisses were exchanged as she shuddered to completion. The trembling walls of her inner channel shuddered and it was all that Gwendal could do to hold on, staving off his own need for completion. He shifts slightly, getting to his knees, arms picking up Anissina and pulling her up into a sitting position. He cradled her to his chest, feeling her hands brush against his chest. It wasn't the most comfortable position but that didn't matter. She looked beautiful as she pressed against him.
He saw animation in those eyes again as she came back to her senses, a wide smile on her flushed face. He rocked his hips again, showing her that he was not yet finished. She bit her lip again as she started to circle her hips. Gwendal moaned out at the stimulation.
"If you keep that up..." Gwendal breathed in her ear.
Anissina pulled back letting him see the glint in her eye. She speeded up her circling as she moved up and down on his shaft. She leaned back a little, giving him a full view of his shaft disappearing inside her. Then, at just the right moment, she squeezed her muscles, making herself even tighter for him.
Gwendal pulled her towards him and bit into her shoulder. But concern, that little voice in the back of his mind, made him release her before he hurt the delicate skin. He was moaning out her name, painfully loud in the quietness before she could stop him. Her hand flew to his lips, muffling him.
Gwendal seemed lost for a few minutes before they both collapsed back, sated. Anissina still lay in his arms as he hugged her close. It was one of those perfect moments. They lay there, just looking at each other, tracing fingers over skin as they looked into each others eyes, still joined.
Then...
Footsteps sounded in the hallway outside the door. Anissina's eyes widened as she looked at Gwendal. Realisation passed between them.
Gwendal cursed as he flew from the bed. He had run halfway across the room before he turned and ran back to the bed, kissing Anissina deeply before running back to the other side and opening a door and stepping through. There was a clatter of noise and Anissina saw Gwendal trying to hastily close the door, not realising that there was an umbrella blocking the way.
She looked at the room's other door, seeing the handle turn. She rapidly pulled some sheets up over her, preserving her dignity. The door opened. In the doorway stood the broad figure of her father.
"I thought I heard a noise..." He had a deep gravelly voice.
"I didn't hear anything, father." Anissina flushed.
"Well..." He paused, looking over the room. "If you're sure."
Anissina was about to answer when she saw her father's eyes fall on the umbrella keeping the door open. He marched into the room, anger flashing in his eyes. With one movement, he flung open the door and pulled Gwendal out. Gwendal looked scared as the towering man dragged him out into the room, with only a hand covering his dignity.
"What's the meaning of this?" The voice boomed.
"Father... We were just..." Anissina sat up in bed, holding the sheet over her chest.
"I know what you were just doing. I'm not an idiot, Nisa." He looked from her to Gwendal and back again.
"Sorry, Sir, I didn't mean..." Gwendal started.
Anissina's father rounded on him. "You're naked in her closet and you didn't mean to? What happened boy? Giant moths ate your clothes and you decided that it was time to try out wearing skirts instead of trousers."
Gwendal flushed and looked at the floor, not saying anything.
"Get back to your room, boy and if I catch you in here again, I'll show you what my belt can do to your lilly white arse, boy."
Gwendal's eyes were wide as he looked between Anissina and her father. He was caught between going to give her a good night kiss and running far away from her scary father.
"I don't care if your mother is the Maou, I can still take you over my knee boy..." Anissina's father shouted at Gwendal. "... And I will if you take one more step that isn't in the direction of that door!"
Gwendal didn't need anymore time for his decision. Turning he practically ran, ducking to pick up his trousers on the way out.
"Father!" Anissina shouted. "I'm not 40 anymore... I'm not a little girl you know!"
Anissina's father turned to look at her. "You're wrong, Nisa. You'll always be my little girl." He smiled. "And there is nothing you can do about it!"
He walked over and picked up the duvet from where it was on the floor, putting it back on the bed and pulling it up around Anissina. Anissina pulled the duvet up to join the sheet. She saw the love in her father's eye and smiled up at him.
"Father..." she started. "Did you have to scare him so much?"
Her father laughed a deep hearty laugh. "It does a lad good to get a good scare at that age. Makes him think things over a little more."
He reached out, brushing a strand of her hair back behind her ear before he got up and started towards the door.
"I don't want to catch him back here tonight, Nisa." Her father paused in the doorway.
"Alright, father. I'll keep the umbrellas out of the closet in future!" Anissina smiled mischieviously.
Her father just rolled his eyes. "And for Shinou's sake, don't let your mother find out! I'll never hear the end of it, and I've grown attached to working eardrums."
Anissina smiled as her father closed the door behind him. She waited until she heard the footsteps disappear before jumping out of bed and throwing on a robe. She crept over to the door and opened it a crack, looking both ways before sneaking out into the corridor. She tiptoed down the corridor to the room where Gwendal was supposed to be staying and quietly opened it, sneaking into the room.
"Nisa... What are you doing here? Your father..." Gwendal looked panicked.
"Shush! Father said he didn't want to catch you in my room again tonight... He didn't say anything about yours..."
Gwendal's eyes went wide as he started to protest, but it was abruptly cut off as lips and hands started to explore his body. Perhaps this wasn't the time for protesting...