The Contessa's Secret

The two slept for hours, uninterrupted beyond the few moments Ellisandre entered with medication or food for Celine. Though her fever was still quite high, her cough had finally passed. Leaving her breathing coming with ease and that ache in her chest starting to fade. Skylar too had been roused occasionally to be seen by a healer. He was easier to amend. Most of it just being severe fatigue. His foot was almost completely heeled. Now only a dull soreness left behind.

While the two slept, beings from the encampment would drop in. Bringing a gift or supplies that would help them for the next journey. Most just wanted an opportunity to see Celine. That small precious girl who had always made efforts to help care for them when they stumbled lost and full of fear in to her castle.

Celine wasn't sure how many days it had been or even where she was when she finally opened her eyes and had a true awareness of her surroundings beyond a feverish dream. She still felt groggy and weak, and perhaps a little too warm. But none of that seemed to matter to her. There was Skylar dozing at her bedside and that was more than she could have ever hoped for.

Struggling to sit up, Celine reached out a hand to brush through Skylar's hair while he slept. She didn't want to wake him... but she had missed him so much!
 
Skylar snorted, grunting sleepily as he leaned into her hand. He smiled a bit before opening his eyes to see her awake, looking down at him.

"You're awake," he mumbled, his voice choked with sleep and emotion. "I was so worried..."

He grabbed her hand again and pressed his lips to it before turning to her and kissing her passionately on the lips. Grinning at her, he picked her up and climbed into the bed with her, leaning against the headboard and pulling the blanket up around them to keep her warm. He wanted to talk with her, but he wanted her to keep resting, and not get cold. That was his excuse, anyway. Truthfully, he wanted to hold her forever and never let go. They were safe now, and they didn't have to hide their feelings for each other anymore.

"Your fever's broken now," he informed her, kissing her forehead to check, as he'd done so many times already. "You were so ill...do you remember anything about the journey?"
 
Celine slid her arms around his neck, finding herself settled comfortably in his lap. She squeezed him tight, nuzzling her nose against his cheek in a sleepy greeting of affection. She didn't know where they were, or how they got there. Celine remembered being tossed in to that cold cell. The kindness of stray mythos trying to bring her things she needed. But after a while all she could recall was how bone chillingly cold it was and how very scared she was.

"I don't remember very much.." she admitted. Her voice was soft and a bit hoarse from the constant coughing of her illness. She was just grateful it didn't ache to speak. Celine kissed his cheek once... twice... and then a third time before she was clinging to him again in that tight hug.

"I was so afraid I would never seen you again!"
 
He hugged her tightly, unable to speak for a moment as he swallowed the huge lump in his throat.

"Shh, shh shhhh..." he reassured her. He didn't want to talk about that. "What matters is we're here now, and we're together. Nobody will separate us again. Ellisandre, an elf, she brought us here. We're deep within the mountain, in a settlement the mythos have built. Once you're stronger, we'll move on to the other side of the mountain," he explained. "So you need to eat and rest. If the first part of the journey is any indication, you'll need all your strength, alright?"

With that, Skylar laid her back down in the bed, and lay down with her, pulling the blanket over the both of them. He'd shed most of his traveling clothes, and was only in his comfortable tunic and pants now. Hugging Celine to him, he buried his nose in her hair again. How he'd missed that smell! Unable to stop himself, he soon found his lips roaming over her ear, neck and shoulder, covering them in loving kisses.

"I love you, Celine..."
 
They were free! And though in the back of her mind, she knew she was going to have to do more than run away with Skylar, Celine pushed that out of her mind. For now, she was just so relieved and overjoyed to be somewhere safe, where she could do as she pleased. To spend time with Skylar without having to hide, pretend or lie. He was so warm. Curled up with her under the covers. Making her giggle from the tickling of his breath against her skin.

"You have no idea how much I love you, Skylar.." she murmured softly between a grin. Celine brushed her hands though his hair and couldn't resist squeezing him to her again. She wanted to hold tight to him forever!
 
He returned the grin and caught her mouth up eagerly in a passionate kiss. He didn't care who came in and saw them. He would shout his love from the rooftops for her! He felt so free, it was almost scary. To feel so uninhibited, able to do whatever he pleased. For most of his life, he was directed by schedules, orders and discipline. Now, he felt reckless and almost wild. The thought excited him even more, and he struggled to hold himself in check, remembering her still weak state. There would be time for that later. They had their whole lives for that. First, she needed to get well.

Forcing his lips away from her, he nuzzled under her chin, hiding a groan in a playful hum against her throat. He didn't speak; there was no need right now. He simply resumed kissing her, his strong hands wandering to massage her legs and arms, working health and strength back into the muscles, now weak from illness and lack of use.
 
He made her breathless... and she didn't care if that made her weakened lungs hurt, she adored it! Her skin tingled with his touch, delighting in having his hands roam to any places they could reach. Yet, for Celine it still wasn't enough. She might have died in that cell, without ever getting to truly be with Skylar. With their future so uncertain...

With frail hands, Celine cupped his face gently. Bringing up eye to eye with her. She was hesitant, nibbling on her bottom lip before she seemed to make her decision. Celine leaned forward, brushing a tentative kiss across his lips. The hesitation faded quickly, turning to a deep passionate embrace of her mouth against his. Trying so hard to convey just how much she needed him with the soft stroke of her fingertips against his cheeks and the flick of her tongue against his lips.
 
It didn't take Skylar but a few moments to realize what she was getting after. It surprised him at first and he almost stopped her to ask if she really wanted to go through with this. Almost. He'd almost lost her once; he wasn't going to risk losing her again. Besides, this would surely help her to relax and sleep! He grinned to himself at the last thought, then groaned as his body began to stir in response.

But if they were going to do this, he was going to do this right. As eager as he was, he wanted to savor this, and he wanted her to enjoy it. He knew enough to know that it would hurt at first, and he didn't want that to be her lasting memory.

Breaking off the kiss for a moment, he pulled his shirt over his head, discarding it on the floor. Returning to her lips for only a moment, he began to work his way down her neck, this time with a goal in mind. He kissed at her collarbone as he reverently undid the laces at the neck of her dressing gown, gently sliding it over her shoulders and slowly revealing her chest to the room air, kissing his way down as he went.

When he pushed the material away from her breasts, he paused to take in the sight before bestowing his affections on them as well. He took his time, kissing and gently massaging them all over, working his way up the soft mounds to her nipples, gently capturing and suckling at each one in turn. They were so exquisite, he felt like he could die a happy man there.

As he kissed and sucked at her breasts, one of his hands wandered lower to her belly, rubbing and massaging its way lower, but not quite reaching its final destination just yet.
 
There was still a little nervousness and trepidation on her part... after all, he had never seen her like this before! It wasn't because she was embarrassed, but more her worry that she would not be pretty enough. That without her clothes the illusion would be gone and she'd be plain Celine. The brisk air making contact with her skin gave her goosebumps over her pale skin. Wet skin and the chill mixed well with arousal making her nipples peak at his contact.

All of her concerns vanished with the attention of his mouth. Celine's cheeks growing flushed with warm. She never realized something so simple could be so intoxicating! Her fingers flicked through his hair as her eyes wandered curiously over his shirtless torso. Gentle fingers brushed over his shoulder, touching, exploring... A bit of wonderment coming over her expression.
 
Skylar reluctantly left her breasts eventually, and finished removing her dressing gown, taking his time to marvel at her form. Despite her being thin and pale from her ordeal, she looked perfect to him.

"You're so beautiful..." he whispered to her, his lips returning to her mouth with renewed passion, while the hand that had been teasing her belly finally worked its way between her thighs, pushing her legs apart gently. Gently caressing and exploring her curves and folds with his fingers, he grunted with his own need; his comfortable pants were becoming increasingly uncomfortable, but he couldn't bear to break away from her just yet.

Dropping his mouth to her neck once more, he sucked and licked at it with unabated lust, exciting her skin even more. He wanted to experience every part of her, every beautiful part. Her neck had been one of his favorites from the start, and now he showed no sign of leaving it with anything other than some very dedicated love bites.
 
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Celine almost asked Really?, but such words were lost on her tongue when his hands grazed that sensitive area between her thighs. A squeak of surprise slipped out, followed by a giddy strain of giggling. She had a perfect view of his bare back. The way every little muscle moved as he shifted over her. Her hand slid down from his shoulder to caress his arm with gentle fingers.

Tilting her head, she bit her lip gently. A soft sigh breathing against his ear. Her fingers danced back up his arm again to curl lazily in to the hair at the nap of his neck. "Skylar.." she whispered, her lips brushing against his earlobe. "Can I... see you?" Celine was so shy about asking the question, that her cheeks flushed a brighter red. Yet, she absolutely wanted to see everything part of him that she possibly could!
 
Skylar smiled at her gently, kissing at her red cheeks. She was so cute and beautiful in her shyness. Her blushing cheeks and innocence made him love her even more!

"Of course..." he replied playfully, kneeling up closer to her so his pants were within her easy reach. "Go ahead and pull them down..." he offered. Just like her dressing gown, his pants were tied with lacing at the front to keep them up. All she had to do was to pull the end of the string and give a little tug.

He left off kissing her for the most part so she could unwrap the rest of his body, like he'd done to her, but he continued to rub and trace his finger over her, wanting to prepare her as much as possible. He groaned again at the thought of sinking himself into her. Even though he'd never been with another girl before, it didn't mean he'd never dreamed of this moment. And with the girl he loved more than anything, this was simply a dream come true!
 
With her bottom lip between her teeth, Celine reached down with tentative fingers. Pulling the ties slowly, she wasn't entirely sure what to expect, though her caretakers had often tried to explain it all to the best of their abilities. Most of the time they made consummation sound like the most horrifying experience. Like a demon waiting in a man's pants ready to steal a woman's innocence away! Thankfully, Celine didn't believe all of that. There were just as many good stories from younger ladies and the very kind mythos that felt she needed a less grim explanation on the subject. Love was what made it special and sweet, and Celine knew that she loved Skylar very much.

With the strings pulled loose, she pushed and tugged his pants down. Eyes widening in wonder at the site of his erect manhood. Carefully and with a little trepidation she brushed her hands over it. Curling her fingers around his shaft and baffled by just how soft the skin was, when it was so solid in her grasp. Her head tilted back up as she examined his face to see how her touching affected him. Worrying that she might squeeze too hard on something that was so sensitive.
 
Skylar groaned in pleasure, his eyes rolling back in his head for a moment. His breath picked up and his face almost looked like he was in pain, but he was really just trying to keep from cumming on the spot. Just the touch of her fingers had it bobbing and spurting pre-cum in anticipation.

"Oh gods, Celine, yes..." he moaned, rocking his hips a bit to try to encourage her to do more.

Now practically kneeling sideways to her, he kissed her again, harder. The previous tenderness was now replaced by more insistent, hungrier kisses; this was pure lust. He wanted her, he needed her! Meanwhile, he pried her legs open a bit more and pushed aside her folds, wriggling a finger into her. Not too far, as he was still rubbing and teasing her, surprised to feel a little bump that he'd previously found but thought little of, begin to feel more noticeable every time his hand passed over it. He continued to work his finger in and out of her, soon adding a second to better explore this new space they now found themselves in.
 
Celine gasped against his mouth, the invasion of his fingers coming as a surprise. Her whole body flushed with a tingling heat, starting from her core and rushing all the way down to her toes. It felt tight and constricting with her muscles adjusting to his fingers shallow thrusts. Every moment his fingers slid against her seemed to become easier as her body grew wet in anticipation.

"Hm, Skylar.." she mumbled his name against his lips, her voice husky with a need she didn't quite understand. All Celine knew was that she wanted more! For him to touch her and fill her. Her hand squeezed against his shaft. Gently tugging him forward as she brushed her thumb over the head and circled the tip. She could feel it pulsing within her grasp, and smiled at the way Skylar seemed to shudder in response to her touch.
 
Finally, Skylar couldn't take any more teasing. He pulled out his fingers and gently removed her hand as well, shifting until he was poised over her, their faces practically touching, and his cock at her entrance. Staring into her eyes, the look on his face was a mix of absolute love and passion, desire and lust. Closing the distance between them, he lowered himself onto her, giving her a deep, sensual kiss as he eased himself inside.

The progress was slow and steady, each rock of his hips penetrating deeper as her body's resistance gave way. Then, with one final push, he took her innocence, breaking through her maidenhead and making her his completely. All the while, he never stopped kissing her, reassuring her, holding her, playing at her breasts. He wanted all of her, and at the same time wanted to give her everything. He wanted to live in this moment forever.
 
The sharp sudden pain of his entrance made her squeak in exclamation against his mouth. It really did hurt! But just as quickly as it came, the pain was gone. Massaged away with every thrust of his cock within her. In moments she was cooing soft words of pleasure. Squirming beneath Skylar as she opened her legs wide to accept him deeper. The sensation was amazing...!

Celine's hands wandered over his shoulders and down his chest. Touching, caressing... curling her arms around his waist to run her hands up his back. She pulled him down, crushing him on top of his. Loving the way his bare skin burned against hers with his movements. Her body knew instinctively how to react to his. Her hips rising to push upwards against his thrust. Celine kissed him until she was gasping for breath, and even then she was reluctant to pull her lips away. Nuzzling his cheek with affection until her teeth found his earlobe and nibbled gently.
 
Skylar groaned loudly, her teeth on his burning ears driving him wild. As she responded more to him than to the pain, he picked up speed and force, really driving himself deep into her, their hips meeting in rough greeting over and over. They were both so wet from sweat and lubricating fluids that the rhythmic slapping of flesh grew louder with each stroke.

Impulsively, he grabbed her hands and held them away from him, pinning them down on the bed and lacing his fingers through hers. Then he went after her breasts again with his mouth, sucking and nibbling at each nipple in turn, never slowing his pace. There was no gentle romance now, no relenting. He wanted to hear her scream his name, to drive her wild with pleasure. He was humping wildly now, drunk on the sensation and smell of her. He wanted to empty himself inside her, to give her all the love he'd been saving just for her.
 
"Oh heavens...!" Her breathy whimper came in between gasps and low moans. Celine shifted beneath him, straining against his hands not to escape but the want to touch him and the sheer force of movement that wracked her entire body. Chest heaving with jagged breaths, Celine was dizzy with desire! The throbbing pressure between her thighs was a firestorm of feeling. Sliding her legs up against his, they curled around his hips, locking Skylar to her.

"Skylar, please..!" Celine didn't even know what she was begging for as she cried out his name in ecstatic wonderment. She suddenly stiffened, gasping out an exclamation as her back arched and her hips bucked upwards to crash against his. Every muscle tensed and and convulsed. The inner depths of her center quivering and tightening against his shaft. The euphoria that came with her climax was exquisite..!
 
"Celine, ahh!" he cried out in response. When she tensed, her already tight channel squeezed his cock, rippling and pulsing, finally driving him over the edge. He erupted inside her, shooting his seed in powerful spurts that took his own breath away. Unable to breathe or move, his simply moaned in sheer bliss as he released himself.

The moment seemed to last forever, the two of them locked in a frozen embrace, but eventually his body released him and he collapsed on top of her, sweating and gasping for air. He remained inside her, but he dare not move, as every shift, every rub was overwhelming now. He feared he would pass out from the sensation. Slowly recovering, he kissed her gently as before, nuzzling her neck in slow, lazy motions.

"Gods, Celine..." he panted as soon as he had was able. "I love you...so so much..."
 
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