Part Five

Interlude

 

Umi woke slowly to the pleasant sensation of soft, warm lips nuzzling at her breast, suckling and teasing, and she shivered as erotic pleasure began to spark through her blood, beginning at her nipple and traveling the entire way to her fingers and toes before streaking back up to settle into a growing, aching pool centered between her thighs.  For a moment, she thought she was dreaming, until the memories of the previous day suddenly came rushing back to her, along with every pleasant ache and tingle in her body. 

 

Clef’s confession in the garden, and her own in return.  Clef pulling her close and taking them with a mere thought back to his chambers, to begin anew what he’d started only a few hours before.  And in the hours that followed, Clef worshipping her body in ways she’d only ever read about in books, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy over and over again as he plunged in and out of her body in the throes of passion.

 

One might question how it was possible, considering his short stature and her tall one, for either of them to be able to do anything properly, but Umi had discovered that size really didn’t matter in Clef’s case.  What he lacked in height he more than made up for in stamina and expertise.  She’d teasingly commented, after he’d brought her over the edge for the fifth time, that for someone who’d abstained from sex for most of his life he certainly appeared to know what he was doing.  The comment had earned her a deep blush and a light, scolding pinch on her side (along with a wry murmur of making up for lost time), but she’d seen the pleased smile he’d sought to hide and knew he was flattered.

 

So perhaps he wasn’t tall, but despite that childish face, she’d discovered firsthand that every inch of him was pure man.  His body was as beautiful as she’d dreamed, sleek and lithe with smoothly-compacted muscles beneath pale, silken skin, soft and firm beneath her caressing hands; it was the body of an adult, not a child.  The part of him that resided between his legs was most certainly that of a fully-grown male, and while it might not have been as large as somebody’s twice his height, it certainly functioned just as it was supposed to.  He had given her unbelievable pleasure as he’d thrust between her thighs with her legs wrapped tightly around him, straining against her, throbbing inside her, spilling his seed into her in a torrent of liquid warmth.

 

That old, clichéd phrase “It’s not the size that matters, it’s how you use it,” was most definitely true in regards to Clef’s skills.  To her…he was absolutely perfect.

 

Umi shivered again as the memories flashed across her mind in quick succession, and arousal began to heat her blood once more.  Her breathing quickened as she forced heavy eyes to open, looking down to see Clef’s silky head nestled against her chest, lips surrounding her throbbing nipple as he sucked and licked and nipped, pleasuring her in the way he knew she loved.  His hands were not idle; one was stroking her body leisurely, petting her torso from her hip and up over her belly, caressing her other breast softly as he passed over it to continue on his way to her shoulder, before bringing it back down again.  His lean, naked body pressed closely against her, his warmth comforting and exciting all at once.  She could feel his penis—hard and thick with arousal—pressing insistently into her, the flesh warm and supple against her thigh, and she reached down to trail her fingers lightly over the engorged organ.  He twitched beneath her touch, sucking at her breast more forcefully for a moment before softly releasing her and looking up to look at her through darkened, lidded eyes that burned with blue flames.

 

“Good morning, Umi,” he murmured, his voice husky with desire, and his hand moved lower until it reached the juncture of her thighs, and traveled lower still as he slipped a finger into her entrance to stroke her softly.  She hissed a breath and closed her eyes against the caressing invasion, feeling her bones melting beneath his ministrations as she raised her hips to give him further access.

 

“G-good morning,” she managed to reply, feeling his chest shake against her side in a silent laugh.  The fingers left her, and she felt him pulling himself up before the press of soft lips against her own made her sigh.  “It wasn’t a dream,” she murmured shyly against his lips.  “You really…and we…”

 

“Yes,” he purred, his arms slipping around her to embrace her fully, turning to his back and pulling her against his side.  She nestled her head against his chest and let him hold her, feeling safe and loved and protected as his small hand threaded through her hair.  She stroked her hand over his chest and belly as he’d done to her, continuing downward until she reached his erection and continuing on, trailing her fingers up and down over the thick length teasingly.  “Umi…” he moaned, his thighs tensing at the erotic caress.  He raised his hips, seeking further contact, and she obliged by wrapping her slender hand around him fully and pumping him, his flesh gliding supple and hot beneath her fingers.  He groaned softly and fell back, allowing her fingers to work their magic on him as he lost himself in the titillating pleasure, the pressure in his loins building higher and higher until he thought he might erupt.

 

And then he felt a different sensation against his cock, and opened glazed eyes to find that Umi had taken him into her mouth and was suckling at him gently, her tongue stroking over the sensitive head, lapping at his flesh before moving downward, pressing kisses against his length until she reached the twin sacs resting between his thighs.  She ran her tongue over the silken flesh before pressing her lips to him, opening to take a testicle into her mouth and sucking ever-so-gently, as if she knew how tender and vulnerable it was.  His breath was coming in harsh gasps and a fine sheen of sweat had covered his body when she finally released him and ran her lips back over his erection, lowering her face to take him deeply into her mouth again.  He groaned at the feel of her rough tongue and sharp teeth gliding smoothly over his penis, the incredible pressure of her sucking lips arousing him to almost painful heights, and he clenched his teeth and fisted his hands into the sheets beneath him so hard that the tendons stood out in his arms.  He thrust his hips upward, and she met him stroke for stroke, her head bobbing up and down as her silken hair trailed enticingly over his heated flesh.

 

He couldn’t take anymore, he was about to release, but he didn’t want to reach climax alone.  In a sudden movement, he’d pulled himself from her mouth and had flipped her onto her back, spreading her legs apart as he knelt between them, his cock probing against her entrance, sliding smoothly into her and making her gasp in pleasure.  “I love you, Umi,” he whispered, and thrust into her in one slick motion, impaling her to the hilt as he settled against her, feeling her breathy moan vibrating in her chest against his ear.  He paused a moment to appreciate the feeling of being buried inside her—her slick passage surrounding him, squeezing him, soft and warm—before he pulled out and thrust again, beginning a smooth, gliding pace in and out of her body, his breathing deep and harsh as flesh slapped together and bodies strained to be ever closer.

 

The air was heavy with soft whispers and muted cries, the sounds and smells of lovemaking, the aura of power as Clef called his magic forth, letting it flow from where his body joined with hers, heightening her pleasure beyond all reasonable limits as the tingle of his magic flowed deeply into her body.  She could feel his mind reaching to embrace hers, feel his incredible pleasure on top of her own, and knew he could feel hers, as well.  They were bonded not just in bodies, but in souls as well, and she was lost in desire, her cries coming louder now, her legs holding him to her as he grunted and strained on top of her, his strokes becoming harder and more forceful as the passion and the desire for completion took over his senses.

 

Finally, with a singular, powerful thrust he froze on top of her, throbbing with release, ejaculating his seed deep into her body.  He strained against her for a long moment, feeling her own release pulling him further in, holding him in a silken grip as she cried out and gyrated beneath him.  Finally, limp and spent, he allowed his strength to give out and collapsed onto her chest, feeling her breast heaving against his cheek as she sought to regain her senses.

 

They lay silently for a long, peaceful time, basking in the afterglow of their intense session, simply holding each other as they struggled to stave off sleep, hands idly caressing each other in a comforting manner.

 

Finally, Clef pulled his limp penis from her body, shuddering as flesh stroked slickly against flesh, and dragged himself up to meet Umi’s lips in a long, slow, drugging kiss.  “Thank you,” he whispered into her ear, nuzzling soft kisses to her jaw.  Her face heated in a blush and she smiled shyly, one hand coming up to stroke silken hair out of his eyes.

 

“We should probably get up soon,” she whispered in return.  “The others will think we vanished off the face of the world or something.”

 

He laughed softly.  “Perhaps,” he agreed.

 

“They’ll ask questions, you know, once they put two and two together.”

 

“Most likely,” he replied, nuzzling her breast.  He seemed to have developed a fixation with her chest, which mystified her but certainly didn’t bother her, since his fixation just felt so damned good.  She wasn’t the most well-endowed woman in the castle…but apparently, she was perfect in Clef’s eyes.  And hands…and mouth…

 

“Wh-what will we tell them?” she asked, trying to keep her mind from drifting as he caressed her softly with his tongue.

 

He released her breast after a final lick.  “The truth,” he murmured.  “That we are now lovers.  I am not ashamed to admit how deeply I love you, Umi.”

 

Her eyes softened as her heart melted.  “Neither am I,” she replied, pulling him closer to her.  “I couldn’t have asked for a better lover.  Even if…”  She bit her lip uncertainly, “Even if I’m not that…experienced in these things yet,” she finished shyly.

 

His chest shook in a soft laugh.  “You are certainly experienced enough for me, dear one,” he murmured, remembering the feel of her soft mouth surrounding his cock.  “You learn very quickly.”  A playful light appeared in his eyes.  “Still,” he added, “there is much for me to teach you, and I’m certain you have some things of your own to teach me.  Are you up for more lessons this morning, before we face the music?”

 

A hard, insistent something was poking at her stomach, and her eyes widened as she realized that at least one of them was “up” to more learning.  Did his stamina ever run out?  As he smoothly rose to straddle her waist, brushing his aroused penis enticingly over her belly, she decided that she was more than willing to find out.

 

End

(for real this time)