Bonded Marriage

[King Roan]

Roan

tell the wolves i'm home

Roan walked down the darken hall of the fortress that was his home. He didn't acknowledge any of the guards that were there. Maybe that was arrogance, but Roan didn't care. He'd been gone for a few days to check on one of their trading post that had gotten attacked. It turned out to be just a fire gone out of control. It happened sometimes. The family had died when they'd not making it which was why some thought it an attack. When it turned out it hadn't been it made things easier.

Returning home he'd sent a messenger to his mother and had sought out his own bed. He could have first gone to see his mother but Roan didn't like to appease her too much. What power he had, he had. Which was why he pushed open the door to the shared bedroom silently, and closed it behind him. She would know he was here, as her awareness of the world around her would prevent him from sneaking up on her in this setting.

Roan walked up behind her, and his eyes found her's in the mirror. His large hands rested on her hips, and they were small enough that his hand could almost span around her. Small but not weak. Perfect. "Wife," he made the name an extra syllable to toy with the word as his mouth moved to her neck. This was why he did not seek out his mother. Because he was seeking out his wife.

: Luna :

ELL

[Luna]

Kom woda ‘so gyon op, gon woda ‘so kom daun

from water we are born, to water we return

F

rom the moment the scouts relayed the message that he was back, Luna felt the waves of relief wash over her. These were dangerous times with the tensions between Trikru and one could never be too sure of what fate awaited them. But reports said that he was home, that he was alright. Luna truly hated when he left. This place had only started to feel like a home when a relationship of genuine love was developed between them. While it had been force that brought them together, it was now sincere affection that kept them together. Together, and strong. In the absence of that, this place felt like that prison it once was in the early days of when she came. Nia would never let her go with him, so all Luna could do was eagerly wait for him to return.

She stood in front of the mirror, hearing the footsteps she could so easily recognize echo in the halls and draw nearer. And nearer. Until the door opened. She didn't turn around, but she did open her eyes and in mere moments, her husband stood behind her, his hands on her hips, eyes locked through their reflections. His deep voice sorely missed as were the warmth of his hands. The same light smile touched her lips as she closed her eyes again in a brief moment as his lips moved to her neck.

"Husband," she greeted in return, turning around to properly face him as her hands wrapped around his neck. "Is all well?" Her eyes quickly searched him over, curious to hear if the affairs that pulled him away were set in order. She could only assume that with him able to see her this quickly after arriving, that there was no pressing concerns he had to discuss with his mother or the others. And she was glad for it. Very, incredibly glad.

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[King Roan]

Roan

tell the wolves i'm home

His wife turned in his arms and held him around his neck. Roan liked that she welcomed his touch and it made him want to come home more often and not leave again at the same time. He hands moved to her hips and he lifted her just enough to rest her on the top of little table before the mirror. The table shook slightly on it's unsteady legs as he pressed into her. Is all well she had asked him and right now as he pulled her legs open so he could stand between then all was very well. "It is now," he muttered with a grin as he held her to him.

Though he knew she cared about the Azgedakru, which was different from his mother. She cared about power and she took care for the people for that power. The stronger they were the stronger she was. Yet Nia would give up their lives before she gave up that power. Luna wasn't that. "A fire. Nothing more." He told her as his hand buried in her hair. "And things here?" With his mother and Luna. They didn't see eyes to eye. His wife was his mother's prisoner. When he became king he'd change that and ask her to stay for him. As his real queen. As his wife. Not as a pawn in some plot.

: Luna :

ELL

[Luna]

Kom woda ‘so gyon op, gon woda ‘so kom daun

from water we are born, to water we return

L

una couldn't help but smile when he slightly lifted her onto the table, standing between her legs, parted enough for him to do so. Her husband certainly was not subtle in where this was headed but with that in mind, she intended to have some fun with him. He told her that it was a fire, and asked if everything was well over here. She did not wish to darken the moment with complaints, nor was it in her nature to do so. He knew what his mother was like better than any. He knew that the days here without him would be difficult to endure. There was nothing Luna could say that would make it any better, so she steered the conversation in another direction.

"Lonely," she said teasingly, suggestively. Moving her hands to his shoulders she rested them there, leaning in for another kiss though kept it short and brief so she could speak as she drew back. "You smell of sweat and travel." Another tease that she didn't actually mean for he didn't smell bad at all. "And you must be hungry." Spoken in the same teasing voice, she was playfully stalling for his actions were clear enough in what would come next between them. "As well as require rest from your journey." Her hands slid down his shoulders, over his arms, giving him a feigned look of innocence as if expecting him to step back.

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[King Roan]

Roan

tell the wolves i'm home

His was thought herself amusing. Roan did too so all was well. He could do nothing about the smell but he'd get them a bath later. "It is good that my wife is so smart." He told her as his fingers moved down to her pants, and began unlacing them. "I should eat before I go to bed." And he intended to feast on her. A taste that was too long from his lips. Wrapping one arm around her back he lifted her enough to pull the pants down. Sitting her naked bottom on the desk he tugged everything else down, pulling them from her legs.

Pulling her legs apart once more, he tugged her knees to bring her to the edge of the desk so that he could better reach her lips. "And like any good Azgeda warrior, I will prepare the meal myself." His fingers had been roughened over the years, yet smoothed at the same time. Weapon training, and living in the cold. They now moved between her legs to touch the soft skin there. His thumb finding her clit as he pressed on it and gently pulled it in little circled to make her grew wet and ready for his mouth.

: Luna :

ELL

[Luna]

Kom woda ‘so gyon op, gon woda ‘so kom daun

from water we are born, to water we return

H

ow far they had come. From being strangers, to forced spouses, to . . . this. The casual way he spoke while undressing her. The nonchalant way he removed her pants while touching her. And Luna enjoyed every second of it. Where they were married for political reasons, they had embraced the roles of husband and wife. The domesticity of it all making Luna realize just how much she had wanted this in her life. A husband to love and be loved by. She didn't object any of his movements, from unlacing her pants to removing them completely, to adjusting her position so that he could touch her. And touch her he did.

She closed her eyes, a soft moan escaping her as she bit her bottom lip. Her head slightly fell back, hair brushing against the mirror that was there. Her hands slid back up his arms to clutch his shoulders, desire building in her. Her husband was a very, virile man. An appetite that she had come to share once they were comfortable with each other in all things physical. Breathless from the pleasure and need that was starting to take liquid form, she tried to regain some sense, though he was making it increasingly difficult.

She moved her head forward, one hand going to the back of his as she leaned forward, her lips against his ear. Speaking in a low, seductive tone of voice. "Would it excite you to know that I did this with my own hand, alone in our cold bed, while thinking of you." While speaking, her other hand had fallen down to his own, curling her fingers around his wrist in encouragement and direction though he needed none from her. He didn't need any aid when it came to fulfilling her needs.

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[King Roan]

Roan

tell the wolves i'm home

Would it? Roan loved that she was showing him how she'd done it but he also wanted to return the favor. Pulling his hand away from her hips he wiped her wetness over her lips before moving to take her lips and suck off her flavor. Moving his hand back he became more aggressive. Pressed on her clit a little harder and moved a little faster. Her words inviting him to ask more. "Did you hand feel as good as mine?" He asked against her lips. He pushed two fingers inside her and groaned from how good she felt. He wanted to feel her around him. "Did you come as hard as you do with me?"

Roan kissed her again before moving to kneel before her. He pulled his hand away from her and used his fingers to push apart her flesh so he could lean forward and suck her clit into his mouth. Running his tongue over her. Pulling her legs on to his shoulders he held her in place while be began a pattern of sucking, nipping slightly and then using his tongue sooth out any pain that his nip might have caused.

: Luna :

ELL

[Luna]

Kom woda ‘so gyon op, gon woda ‘so kom daun

from water we are born, to water we return

T

alking was becoming more difficult, but Luna refused to be rendered speechless. Left only with sounds of pleasure rather than coherent words. He kissed her, speaking against her lips while pressing harder to her. The action caused her to sharply gasp, squeezing her eyes shut for a moment. "I can't seem to remember . . . how yours feels." The words a playful lie. Only to encourage the teasing interactions. Though he seemed to have more leverage over her than she did over him at this moment. The contact of their lips were lost, but he quickly occupied them elsewhere.

As soon as they touched her core, Luna gasped, her head falling back as she attempted to stifle the sound yet again by biting her lip. Though she feared it would be to no avail. Her hands fell to the back of his head, tightly taking hold of a fistful of his hear in each hand, pressing him closer to encourage him while pushing her hips up to push them closer to his mouth. She let out a moan of pleasure as his teeth and tongue set to work, feeling herself growing closer to the peak of euphoria as he worked her. She leaned back a little, against the mirror, one hand leaving his hair to clutch the edge of the small surface of the desk while her other hand still holding his hair tightened its grip.

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[King Roan]

Roan

tell the wolves i'm home

Roan loved many things about his wife. Her strength her kindness and the way she pulled his hair as he pushed her closer tot he edge. Groaning against her clit he kept up his attentions. His fingers moved to push into her and pump in and out of her. He moved a little faster when he could tell she was getting closer. The ability to read her had been honed during their marriage and they both knew just how to please each other. When she was right on the edge he stood up and captured the cry that came from her lips with his own, and used his thumb to finish her. He kept kissing her, slowly some but not letting her get her breath back fully, wanting to keep her panting.

He pulled her shirt over her head and dropped it before them on the floor. He looked down over her, taking int he sight of her before moving to lift her up into his arms. You are right, I should go to bed." He admitted, carrying her with him. Once there he dropped her gently on her back, enjoying the slight bounce she did. Stepping back from the bed, he stood there for a moment just enjoying the sight of her. "Damn you're beautiful." And she was.

: Luna :

ELL

[Luna]

Kom woda ‘so gyon op, gon woda ‘so kom daun

from water we are born, to water we return

T

he sound of deprivation when he pulled his lips from her core, were muffled by the almost immediate replacement of his lips upon hers. She parted her mouth to deepen it, attempting to breathe though he was doing a rather good job of robbing her from it. But fortunately he continued to put his hands to good use, muffled moans of pleasure erupting from her, a tremble shooting through her body, tensing up before reaching that peak of euphoria.

Her hand had stayed on the back of his head, continuing to clutch his hair as it was all she could touch in this moment. Breathing heavily when he pulled his lips from hers, she felt everything spin in the best way possible as she swam in the sea of ecstasy. At some point he had removed her shirt, commented on going to bed, and lifted her to it. The few steps over short as he dropped her on it. She looked at him as he complimented her. Truth be told, Luna loved hearing it. To know that she was desirable to a man that had little choice but to wed her. Though, they were beyond such thought now.

With a small smirk forming on her lips, she spoke in their tongue. "My turn." With that, she swiftly reached up to grab his shirt to pull him forward while her legs wrapped around his waist, flipping him over so that she was on top of him and his back against the bed. Her hands pressed his hands down on either side of them, pinning him to the surface. She hovered over him, her hair forming a curtain around him before she leaned down and ravenously kissed him, tugging at his bottom lip while pushing her hips forward, rubbing against him. She did not fail to notice that he was still completely dressed . . . for now.

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