Artair

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About Artair

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  1. That he was doing the right thing got pretty lear to him as she gripped his hair and moaned so lovely and loudly. So he continued to do what he was doing, now that they were both sober they had the chance to experience eachother without the haze of drinks. So he would much better remember how she was reacting to his lips and tongue. He looked up and couldn't help to be amused that she was clearly enjoying this enough that she had to lay back. That encouraged him to get back down there and get his tongue on her swollen ad clearly sensitive nub and then adventured with getting a finger inside her, trying his best to stimulate her in more than one way at once.
  2. As she laid on her back and let go off his genitals he elicited a groan of disappointment. But seeing her lying there gave him an idea for a revenge of sorts. It was not something he had done often but he was willing to bet that it was something that she had not experienced before. He let his hand slowly move away from her pleasure spot and then moved her legs, to get them spreaded. Then he got between them, on top of her but he did not make a move to penetrate her, instead he kissed her on the lips, then lower over her breasts, her belly and then where his hand had been so attentive to her. Now it was his tongue that gave her the attention that she seemed to want so badly.
  3. Discovering her secrets was a pleasure in itself, but the way she touhed him was the real pleasure. Smiling at the compliment of his dexterity, then he moaned as he felt how well she could use her own hand. He enjoyed very much her fingers around the base as she massaged his balls. They were pretty sensitive now after a nights lovemaking so he was glad that she was only gently tugging on them. He leaned back and moaned out of pleasure, but even as she was pretty good with her hand he did not forget about her pleasure. He remembered where her 'secrets' where and now he started to focus more on those places, when he could focus. He easily found the nub and gave it some attention before he ventured inside her to find just the right spot for her.
  4. He kissed her right back, encouraged by her tugging. Then he suddenly felt her hand guiding his down between her legs to her warm and wet entrance. And as she after that continue o touch him he figued he could return the favour. And as her hand was making him rock hard he felt it was only the honest thing to do. He started out carefully, gently touching her, looking at her face more than her hand as he wanted to see her reaction to where he touched her. He wanted to know when he touched her just right.
  5. He admired the view of her when she got herself undressed, it was certainly something worth seeing especially when he was no longer in a drunken haze. Then he got treated with her lying next to him, her foot rubbing his calf and her hand rubbing his cock. Not much he could complain about that. "Mmm, much better." the evidence was right in her, as rockhard as he was now for her. He had been a little surprised of himself that he had agreed to do this. Sure it had started with the two of them drunk as skunks. But seeing that he originally had an aversion to mages and now he had bedded one, more than once, it was still a new development. But as a Stalker he was adaptive to new developments. Although if she had started to spark magic during their thusting he might still have returned to his superstitious ways in an unmanly manner.
  6. His body was more alert than his mind and her hand awakened it even more. He felt how she got him rigid once again, however it was sensitive this mornig after suh ativities in the last night that Artair groaned slightly. "Woman, I have just woken up. Give me a moment." He did not meant that she should stop, just that she might just give him some time to fully wake up before she mounted him. His throbbing member was evidence that he enjoyed the attention she was giving him. However when he opened his eyes he saw that she was fully dressed while she was handling him. He looked at her with a questioning eyebrow. "I see that you are a lot more awake than most of me is." He gave her then a very cheeky grin.
  7. He had been awakened by her movements, but he did not fully wake up since it was as if there was a heavy weight in his head. And he heard everything. Everything. The birds were of course singing outside as always in the mornings, making them the most cruel servants of the gods. But then she addressed him and he had to answer her. Which he did, although with a slight groan. "Morning Awenya.." His eyes was still closed, he just wanted to lay down there just a little bit more. So he was not fully aware that she had got herself dressed. He was of course very much undressed, he had made no movement to cover up his nudity, part of that was that he had no shame about his body and that last night they had done much more than just see eachother naked.
  8. Artair had full knowledge with whom he had enjoyed this moment with and he had no regrets about it, especially considered how exhausted he was from all the fun they had been having. He didn't mind her wrapping her limbs around him as they fell together on the pelts of the bed, mostly because he was very much sound asleep when his head lied down with his eyes closed. His body needed time to recover so he was not moving very much during the night. It was only until morning that he started to mov, but he did not fully awake. It was more that he moved from ove side to the other, which required some more movement than usua since he had Awenya around him.
  9. He did his very best to get what he had been holding back for quite some time. He was definately not holding back now as he was so intertwined with her as they glided across eachother and moaning together. It was a rewarding experience and now that he was enjoying the repeated ecstasy he could feel how much he had needed it. The almost blinding sensations of pleasures pushed away all the dark thoughts that had lingered within him, that made him want to continue even more. But since he was not pacing himself as he perhaps hould have he was getting spent quicker than his stamina would perhaps otherwise permit him. But he did do his very best to make sure that he did not leave her unsatisfied even as he laid on top of her, wet with sweat and panting.
  10. It was very hot to feel himself slamming into her with each thrust as he held her up in his strong arms. But then again his strength was not unlimited, even though she made it easy for him to continue on with her oaning and her grip on his hair. Good thing that his hair was healthy and strong or else this moment might have been cut short. But he could not last forever, the shamaness riding him was far too vigourous for him to not reach his climax. And not long after that another one, with those movements she was using on him it became harder to hold her up as his knees were weakening. But he did not want to stop since he was still very eager for the red firebrand that he was hilt deep inside off. But as he was soon about to drop her he carried to a bed and got her down before he lost his grip around her. then he was on top of her and his hips never did really stopped moving, just a slight pause while he got down. Then resumed back to his earlier pace, it was even easier now that he did not need to carry her.
  11. He leaned against the wall even as she did no longer pin him to it, but he did so to make it a bit easier and feel better as he thrusted his manhood deep inside her. He felt the angle she was giving him and it gave him more pleasure than he had known in quite some time, this was a pretty new position to him so he wanted to make the most out of it. And heaing her cry out was just excited him further. And that excitement got his thrusting to go harder into her, holding her still up in his muscular arms. With all this movement and use of his strength there was not much room for him to speak beyond grunting in pleasure, even though the part of him that still could think wondered what this had brought on. But it did not mean he was going to stop, his impulses were adamant on the opposite of calming down, smacking into her over and over.
  12. When she jumped at him she proved to him that even though her power was in the use of magic her body was certainly not weak. And she made it pretty easy to satisfy her wish. And he had no other choice when she had him pinned to the wall so he lifted her up in his strong arms so he knew he would penetrate her in earnest instead of just grinding on her and getting wet. Though that was not too bad either. And then when he let her descend on him he moaned loudly in pleasure, holding on to her tihtly. It had been a while since he had enjoyed the warmth of a woman and now that he was experiencing that again, especially in his drunken state, it felt glorious.
  13. After they both got naked he was pretty glad that it was summer and there was not a cool breeze in the hut. But thart thought was quickly gone when she pressed her body aginst his own and awakened other intrests in him. He kisseed her once again as his arms wrapped around her and held her close, his hand then snaked up into her red hair as he held the back of her head, keeping her lose as they kissed. But soon his 'interest' in her started to become pretty big and needed some outlt. Which was why his hips was moving against her, enabling him to rub certain places of both of them. It was not a full act but it was enough to entice him further, making his kisses get deeper and more passionate.
  14. 12th Bloomingtide, 951 Tulach Cultraidh, Artair's Village Artair and Awenya Victor and @Claire 1x1 if the hut is rockin', don't bother knockin', title translation=Naughty Times An Fhéile De Dheannach - pre coitus thread This was not the way he had expected this party to go, but then again, it was a party and he was a bachelor Chasind. So when Awenya started to kiss and strip him he did not put up any resistance. In fact he even helped her along as they undressed eachother in the lowly lit hut. It was a bit hard for them to see eachother in the dim light but as they were kissing and touching eachother in very close quarters they did not really need to see eahother. And Artair had gone straight to business, so he had not said anything since they had entered the hut. No words were needed when he could use his tongue for better things, like wrestling with her. And then down to where her neck and collarbone met as he tried his best to get her out of her clothes while she had her hand down his crotch, his excitement made clear there. His mind was not fully his due to the drinks but there was nothing wrong with his Stalker trained body.
  15. At first he was just amused when she started to touch his face and call him pretty, what had brought this on? Then she took him and pulled him towards an empty hut, he was following along not really understanding where this was leading to, staggering a bit since he was still pretty intoxicated. But when they came to the hut she suddenly turned around and kiss him on the lips. Kissing him very vigourously in fact, there was no chance for him to get a word out before her tongue went in instead. Of course he found her to be an attractive woman, but had not been keeping much of these kind of thoughts. But with the alcohol in his blood he could not help but to fall to the impulse of taking the opportunity as it presented itself and responded in kind. Very little thought was behind it, just basic impulses that very much enjoyed the feeling of a warm woman next to him and her lips on his.