Lyle and Kit

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Her lips burned into his neck and drove him into a frenzied passion. There was some fumbling at first which gradually disappeared as they began to learn. As far as Lyle was concerned there was nothing in the room, nothing else in the whole world but the two of them. By the time they finally returned the sun had moved high in the sky and Lyle lay beside Kit breathing heavily. She had told him, without ever uttering a word, that she'd forgiven him. More importantly though she'd forgiven herself and finally understood what she meant to him. He had a few things pop into his head to say, but none of them seemed to need saying. All of his questions had been answered already. Rolling onto his side, he brushed his nose against her neck and kissed it softly as he listened to her breathing.
 
It was painful at first, but it dulled quickly and it was nothing she couldn't handle. It became more more manageable as time went on. The slight fumbling and awkwardness was much of the beginning, as Kit's conflicting feelings between pleasure and being embarrassed and shy would make her bold, then timid once more. As pattern steadied out though, Kit caught the hang of it. The sensations of touch were sensitive, her useless eyes leaving her other senses heightened. When it was over she kept in place, eyes to the celling looking into the endless darkness. Her skin was pale and she was tired. Emotionally, mentally, physically, completely done. The sun was back up but Kit couldn't help the drifting, cloudy feeling of falling into sleep. She awoken not much later to his lips on her neck, and she turned and pressed into him. There was nothing left to be said. He knew she loved him. He knew she had nothing more to say. Running her finger tips over his bare skin, she traced meaningless shapes, closing her eyes and feeling his warmth.
 
She pressed her body against his and his chest swelled with joy. He had brought her happiness at last as they had shared the most intimate connection the two lovers possibly could have. All of the anger, stress, fear, and sadness had been washed away in the gentle waves of their love. Her soft fingertips flowed smoothly across his body as they lay there together, sending calmness radiating out through him. A thought occurred to him, whether or not they should try again to reach their honeymoon destination that day. After a moments consideration though he decided that Kit, whose body was tenderly entangled with his, seemed far too tired and spent to bother for now. There was no rush, after all. They could stay like this for the rest of the day and through the night, heading out the next day if she wanted. He brushed his lips against her neck tenderly and very slowly let out his hot breath into her skin, kissing her neck lightly afterward as he stroked her hair. Bringing his head up he gazed lovingly down into her eyes. "Goodnight dear Queen. My darling wife." His hand brushed her cheek softly. "My one true love."
 
Kit blushed at the feeling of his warm breath and gentle kisses. Her legs were sore and so was her core, and she was exhausted. She nuzzled her face into his chest and yawned. "Goodnight my king." She muttered lightly, too exhausted to become poetic in her love. It wasn't long before the Queen of Hylei's lids closed and breath softened to the quiet lull of sleep. Her hair slightly messy and her pale body relaxed comfortably in a not too Queenly fashion she looked more like a little girl then a ruler. ~~ When Kit awoke it was barely the next morning, the sun coming up over the horizon only ever so slightly. The island was flat so if you were to look out the windows and through the trees, it wouldn't be too hard to see the little head of the sun peeking on the couple and turning the sky on fire with a vibrant red and orange color. She was surprised she had slept so long, and wondered quietly if her maid had come to check on her, after all she usually did at night. If she did though, it wouldn't have been a problem. The blankets covered Kit's pale naked body well, and at this point Lyle and Kit were married so it would not matter. There were no rumors or drama that would be left. Turning, Kit lightly stretched, as if careful not to wait Lyle. When she did so she winced. Not in pain but in the weird jelly like feeling of her insides. Blushing she curled up back in the warm blankets, hiding from cold air and pressed along Lyle.
 
Lyle wrapped his arms around her and cuddled up before he also drifted peacefully off to sleep. It felt like he was floating, adrift in an endless sea without a care in the world. Although he now held the burden of responsibility for not just his wife but her whole nation, he had never felt more free. The next morning he awoke to feel Kit moving around a bit and then pressing herself back up against him. He put his arms back around her and hugged her, smiling a wide smile as he played with her hair absentmindedly. "Good..." His mouth opened up into a big yawn. "Morning dear. Sleep well?" With his other arm, he massaged her back gently. He was a bit sore after yesterday still, and he figured she probably would be too.
 
Kit caught Lyle's yawn from under the blankets and covered her mouth. Tugging at the edge of the warm violet sheets she popped her head out, her hair waves of rather messed hair. She turned around and looked at Lyle. Her eyes were a clear see-through blue that reflected orange in them, the blankets and bodies drenched in yellow and orange light from the window. She studied the features of his face for a long time, not trusting it. The blankets covered right past the middle of her chest, leaving her neck and collarbones pale and exposed. "I can see." She said, flicking her eyes to the window and then back to him. "I dunno for how long. But I can for now." It was almost as if her sight was malfunctionable, she didn't want to bother getting so happy over something that could be taken away from her like a toy. It didn't help her distain was starting to grow for the gods, like a bitter taste on the back of her tongue. Her praises getting shorter and prayers weak. She leaned forward as if to kiss Lyle, but she didn't lean the full way in. Sleepy and eyes half opened she waited for him instead to finish it. But a knock on the door interrupted it and Kit rolled her eyes and kept a childish silence wishing for whoever to go away. Lucy on the otherside waited patiently with the silver cart and knocked again.
 
Lyle's eyes followed along the waves of her morning hair until her eyes popped out from under the sheets. The sunlight reflected off them, giving a splash of vibrant color that accentuated their milky blue. He cocked his head to the side with a playful grin. "Well we'd better make the most of it while we can, huh?" He wished she could just keep her sight for good, as he knew it must be stressful and disheartening to have it come and go. Whether she was to keep it or not though, he was determined to help her enjoy life as much as possible in each moment. Kit leaned in just as there was a knock on the door. Lyle chuckled quietly and leaned in to kiss her, wrapping her in his arms and pressing their bodies close together. When the next knock came he leaned back and pulled the blanket up over them, calling out cheerfully. "Who is it?"
 
Kit's body tingled where Lyle touched, and she returned his smile. "I'll make sure to look you over well before it goes away again." She muttered with a slight giggled. When he called out for the person she pouted, she didn't want to deal with people. Lucy responded calmly "Lucy. I've got breakfast if you want it now. Or I can bring it again later. May I come in or...?" At the end of her sentence her voice kind of trailed off uncomfortably. Kit pressed her lips warmly against Lyles collar bone, trailing along the line. Running moist lips over soft skin. This would give her the excuse not to answer, as her mouth was busy and his wasn't. Her hands pressed lightly above his hips, making her twist to do so which made her jelly insides shift weirdly. It wasn't a bad weird... But it was a weird way none the less.
 
Lyle was about to giggle back at Kit's response, but then as Lucy spoke through the door Kit's lips suddenly locked onto his skin just below his neck. His mind became clouded as her hot breath and soft lips pulled it away from him. His breathing became shallow and he struggled to reply to Lucy. "Uhhh... l-later... I guess... uhhhh..." Barely managing to get even those words out, he finally went blank. Unable to focus on anything but Kit's gentle touch he pulled her on top of him and pulled her body tight against his, beginning the process from yesterday all over again. She made him feel so amazingly good that the only thing he wanted to do right then was to make her feel the same.
 
Running her fingers over his body and she giggled at his response. His words came out breathy and hot, which made her more playful in her soft kisses. Lucy coughed from outside the door, red staining her cheeks and a quickness to her words "Alright! Later then!" She said quickly, hearing Kit's giggle and Lyle's hesitation was enough for her figure what was going on. The cart bumping against the wall on her way out was the only noise of her hasty leave. Kit's eyes were lustful when he pulled her ontop of him. Her lips fell off his skin and onto his own mouth, a tightness in her body and a dirty thought in her head. "Careful I still ache." She murmured lightly
 
Her searching fingertips and insatiable lips burned into his neck and chest with their heat. She teased him more with her kisses the further he was driven into intense passion. When Lucy left in a hurry he would have been embarrassed if he could even think aside from the feelings Kit was sending rushing through his body. The lust-filled gaze she gave him left him in a desperate frenzy as her mouth pressed against his. He slid his arms up her back and latched his hands over her shoulders, flicking his tongue around hers. She leaned back for just a moment and murmured to him. He grinned, panting. "You're... on top this time... it's up to you..."
 
Kit bit her lip and glanced away, it was embarrassing enough the touch and sound of things. It was more so to watch his face when she moved, when she kissed him and touched him. Though she was referring to the tightness of him holding her, she didn't bother to explain. It was all fire and heat along where their bodies pressed. Her lips left his leaving a tingling sensation on the tip of her tongue. Kit's hands rested against Lyle's chest, it was only a crossing thought that maybe she should move her hands to the bed so the pressure didn't hurt him. Her mind though was swirling and the thought was drowned out by the energy that flowed through and erased her mind. Her boldness left her when a soft noise left her throat and she leaned back further and covered her mouth. Her face was reddened anyway so it was hard to tell if it was because of a blush or her embarrassment. It was hard enough to look down at Lyle's bare body, she didn't need to have her voice being weird to.
 
Lyle's hands gently kneaded their way around her body as he tried desperately to ease her soreness. They were lost in one another, both hopelessly needing of the other's soft skin rubbing against their own. The sensation of her body pressing down on him heightened his ecstatic feelings, giving his movements a newer and greater vigor with each passing moment. When she leaned back from their passionate kiss and set her hands in his chest, his lips hungrily sought new purchase against her delicate pale arms. He heard a noise escape her. Though his thoughts were too far gone to consciously remember the time in the boat, something deep down told him she was starting to feel awkward. Pulling her arms to either side of him, he leaned forward and planted a firm kiss on her lips. He loved her. All of her, and he wanted her to know that. The strong, the cute, even the awkward. They all came together to make the wonderfully amazing person called Kit.
 
(Kit: awh your making me blush. ^-^
Also I have no idea how to keep this going without making pornographic so I'm just gonna do the back-out thing. xD)

Kit let him pull her with closer, and it was harder to keep the motion. She felt for him, all guys in general, because keeping this up was kind of difficult. The pleasure coursing through her veins that'd make her weak at the knees if she were standing had to be fed off more than enjoyed in order to keep having the feeling. Or maybe she just wasn't doing it right. She'd figure it out eventually, she was only but a virgin yesterday. Kit pressed her lips hungrily against Lyle, maybe over or under thinking it, her awkwardness too obvious, but she'd try. Because she loved him, and she wanted him to be pleased.

The light was up in the sky now, a bright blue reflection of a sapphire world. The trees were tall in the windows, the wood light and dry with very twirly twisty branches. Large leaves with dark spines and light broad skin stretched out, in the middle of them holding weird violet fruits that were round with green tops. Kit laid back, her tummy rumbling. She felt like a jelly fish, and she mine as well have been one, she rested on the other side of Lyle now. Nearest to the window. Rolling over the blankets pulled off her, it was starting to get hot, although that partially may have been because of the activities she was only just relishing. Sitting up she steadied herself a second. Her face was scrunched up as she stared outside at the beautiful land. She had a million different questions about colors and shapes of things, which were still new to her, but instead of asking she simply looked at the fruit at the window and stood up stark naked and tried to open the thing for the fruit. Luckily the window was right there to catch her when her legs wobbled like string trying to stand. Oh she didn't like that feeling very much. She also didn't like the cold glass against her chest and hands either. Not to mention she could see some guards in the distance, but they were looking the other way. So she stood on her tiptoes and slid open the glass with a squeak to pick her fruit.
 
(Lyle: :3
Thank you. XD)

Lyle lay beside Kit when they finally couldn't keep going any longer. It was almost noon now and the sun lit up the trees and flowers outside her bedroom window like an explosion of colors. He rolled onto his side when he felt her standing up from the bed. For a moment she stood shaky-kneed and he thought about jumping up to help her, but she managed to keep her balance. Walking over to the window, the sunlight played off her long white hair and smooth pale skin. In that lighting, in that moment, she looked like an angel. Lyle's eyes were fixated on her alone as she opened the window and reached out for a piece of fruit on a nearby tree. He stood up quietly and tiptoed over behind her, waiting for her to get her fruit and lean back. When she did she leaned back into him and he wrapped his arms around her, nuzzling into her neck and kissing it lovingly.
 
Kit got her fruit and pulled it back, closing the window and snapping it shut with a large metal latch. When she leaned back she was caught off guard, as even Lyle's shadow was casted behind him because the light source in front of them. She shuddered at the touch of his lips, and pulled the large fruit to her. She noticed as it became a full violet shade. She touched its skin and closed her eyes, leaning into Lyle. "You are too good to me." She whispered softly. The touch of the fruit felt familiar, and she recognized it. This was a soft, oddly shaped fruit and it's touch was well known by Kit. In fact it was her countries fruit. If you cut it open it'd be lime green, like the drink that had been made on the ship. Kit sunk her teeth into it hungrily and sucked, a drop of juice dripping down her chin and onto the floor. As she sucked the fruit shrank, as if it were a sack of juice. "I'm making such a mess. The maids already have enough to clean..." She muttered, wiping her chin with her arm and setting the wilted fruit down on the side table. It was like a wilted ballon. She turned around and held Lyle to herself, looking at him quietly. "Now what?"
 
Lyle's face was slightly pink when Kit turned to face him. As they held each other he gazed lovingly into her eyes and smiled. "That's up to you dear. Whatever we do though... We should probably bathe and put on a fresh set of clothes first." He chuckled. While his first choice would have been to head out to their honeymoon destination and enjoy the rest of the week there, the important thing was to make Kit happy. If she preferred to stay, then that's what they'd do. He rubbed his hands up and down along her sides, wondering if they'd take separate baths or just bathe together. From there his mind went to the thought of them cleaning each other. Their... activities yesterday and earlier that morning had lit a fiery passion in him for the more physically intimate aspects of their relationship. The power it had to bring such joy to Kit intoxicated him. "Shall I get dressed and head back to my room, or do you think it'd be better if we just took a bath together?"
 
Kit pecked him on the lips softly. "That's true..." She glanced to the dark wooden door then back to Lyle, "We can take a bath together, but the maids may rumor your a pervert. They already knew me too well, they'll think I'm the good girl and pin it on you. So it might be better for you to bathe alone. Although I don't mind, but I know the maids won't help us bathe if we go together. Then again I don't use them anyway, I don't know if you do. I'd rather have one second of my life not assisted by maids or protected by knights." She pressed her damp fingers to his body, laughing. "I guess that doesn't answer your question. In any case we have to dress before we go to the bath anyway because if we walk out stark naked I don't feel the maids will be too pleasant with us."
 
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