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He had waited as Doe had made this little home from home. He remembered seeing these around the Yuna property a few times as a kid. The flowers that she bloomed reminded him of home. Where I should have done this. Where I should have told her, so many years ago, that I loved her. Well, better late than never. She was so adorable, her cheeks flushing every time she caught sight of him. Every move she made caused a reaction. Which no doubt, added to the rising level of red that brushed across her cheeks… her neck… her chest… His thoughts drifted back to the lake. She said she had wanted me for so long… Eventually she announced the completion of this little shack and quickly crawled in. The door was big enough for Illellewinn to crawl in after her and as he closed the little woven covering she had grown from the earth herself… They sat in silence for what felt like hours. Winnie could see Doe looking down at her hands until; “So… We’re no longer in lycan form…?” Winnie quietly said in the darkness. “Yes…” The darkness would hide her signature blush and nervous demeanour she thought. This is something she had told herself long ago would never happen. This place… SO full of evil and horror… “Um… Do you want to?” His voice was hesitant. She couldn’t see him yet. Her eyes had yet to adjust to the low light. She couldn’t help it, so she reached out. Winnie always brought comfort and Doe needed it right now. The satyr felt his hand in hers as he crawled forward and gently stroked her face. He drew his face closer and after a hitch in his breath, he pulled her to his lips. They were soft and sweet and slow. Feathery across her own to start then they drew deeper. Their lips parted as his hand drew down her face, then neck. Tentatively, gently caressing her waist as he lay her down beneath his body, resting himself lightly across her so as to not hurt her. His hand went where it would, stopping before the edge of her fur. So soft . I need to make sure . He thought. The feeling in Doe’s stomach rebloomed to life but this time, she knew what it was. He pulled away and she could tell he was looking into her eyes. “Are you sure you’re ready?” There was no hiding her face anymore. She realised he could see her. She didn’t know what her face looked like to him… She looked flustered with a little of that look, the one on all the fey that used to chase the guards with. It unnerved him then but on her… It was intoxicating.She managed to squeak out “Mmm hmm…” As her cheeks rouged. He remembered the lads at the barracks explaining that there were many ways to get a woman ready for making love. And gods above, she was a woman. MY woman . He kissed her jaw down to her neck. Ever so lightly though a part of him wanted to mark her. The beast inside. The slight moans she made told him this was right. Her small hand winding through his emerald green mane, her eyes shut tight. She couldn’t help it. His kisses on her throat. She had to hold onto something. Anything, familiar, so she threaded her fingers through his beautiful hair. Her other hand gripped his shoulder. It felt like fire across her alabaster skin but in the best way. It heightened the feeling in her stomach. But it was changing. I want more . He wanted to make her moan more. It was like a music no bard could replicate. His mouth was hot and moved further down across Doe’s collar bone. His hand, once on her hip gently brushing up across the stomach til it reached the edge of her shirt. Breath caught for a moment, she felt his mouth move against her chest. She wasn’t sure what he said for a moment. As the words came into focus, all she heard was “...to need this off…” She blinked a moment and realised he meant her shirt. She nodded, not trusting her voice. Her lips pressed together as he gently took the upper hem in his hand as he peppered her chest with kisses, pulling the shirt down further with each, slowly tracing a finger down over her sternum. At this, Doe began to squirm, feeling a heat between her legs. The kisses awakening a part of her she had never known. Eventually, the shirt had nowhere to go as her breasts were open to his gaze. The shirt was forgotten, now wrapped around her waist and arms. He tentatively ran his fingers down the side of her neck, her chest and then whisper soft, circled around the edge of her breast. He watched as her nipple hardened at his touch and a whimper snuck from her lips. His fingers dragged lazily towards it, her mouth opening, slightly, in a breathless moan. His hand closed over her breast, gently needing as he felt his length hardening again. His other arm slid beneath her lifting her up as he knelt. Her legs wrapped around his waist as her body rested in his lap. Now closer to the roof, little shreds of moonlight scattered through the foliage. She was able to see enough from the silver light to meet him eye to eye. And there it was. The moment they both knew there was no going back. She leant forward, catching his lips in her own. Hands twisting in his hair. It became desperate. A gasp of air after surfacing a deep ocean. Illellewinn traced his hands down her figure til he pressed them into the softness that covered her legs. Reaching behind further, grasping her plump rear through the fur, pulling her forward where his hardness pressed against the space between her thighs; feeling the wetness beginning to spread. And then, if by instinct alone, Doe’s hips began to rock against him. Edging dangerously close until it happened. It slipped in. She gasped audibly. He looked at her, detecting a slight wince of pain on her face. Winnie stiffened a moment and slid his hands under her thighs, lifting her a little, pulling back from her. He gently let her slide further down his legs and reached for her cheek, meeting her eyes with his own, filled with concern. She eyed him, not fearful or hurt but… Annoyed. A pout appeared on her lips, the one she always gave when she wanted something. He blinked a couple times before stuttering out “I… I thought I was hurting you?” She looked at him incredulously.“You think I can't tell you when I want to stop?” One eyebrow raising. With that, he pulled her to him with a jerk until their chests pressed together. They stared at each other for a beat before her gaze moved to his lips. And in the midst of the passionate kiss that followed he re-entered, stealing her breath for his own. Slowly at first, Doe had a tendency for doing more than she should. She felt every part. The pain, slightly less than expected. Her teeth grit against it as she pressed her face into his shoulder. Soon, he was buried in her completely. They waited there for a moment. For her to get used to the feeling. Eventually, she let go the breath she had been holding, finally meeting his eyes. That hunger. The one that lay inside him for so long and now, also in her, it took over. He gripped her thighs lifting her up slowly, revelling in the moan that tumbled from her mouth as she gripped his shoulder, nails digging in. Though, it paled in comparison to her throwing her back as he thrust deep into her. The pace was punishing. Primal. So much of her to kiss, touch, taste. It was driving him mad. He needed her. Needed no one to ever touch what was his. His Doe. He moved forward without thinking, sinking his teeth into the part of her throat “he” had marred. Wiping it away. Like it was never there. Doe gasped. The bite surprised her but the pain, it felt… good. Now, it was his mark on her. His thrusts became more erratic. The bite heightened the pleasure. She felt a need. A rising pressure as her hand moved down, to her centre as she began to rub quickly. Finding what would solve the ache. Her moans climbed as she felt a wave about to crash. As Illellewinn unclamped his jaws from her and looked into her eyes, that was all she needed. The damn inside broke as she felt ecstasy. She yelled out. A cry of wanton bliss, trailing off into a whispered “Illellewinn…”. It was all Illellewinn needed to drop all his humanity as he pushed her onto her back, between her legs and trusting in and out, his hands bracing himself over her. Feeling the mossy floor, her auburn hair on his fingertips. Her gasps and moans kept him going. He felt as if he was about to reach the edge. A new sensation throbbing in his member. He was close. To make her his, completely. As the feeling crescendoed, he called her name. And felt a shooting pain in his arm as Doe had similarly bitten down on him in kind. Her teeth, made more sharp by the curse they now shared. She was marking him. Right at the moment he filled her. Illellewin grunted, thrusting a couple more times, deeper. Until it was over. Once the dust settled Doe let go of his arm and her head flopped back. Chest heaving beneath him. Once he unsheathed himself from her, Illellewinn rolled off of her and pulled her onto his chest. They were both breathing heavily. Doe’s skin, still as flushed with colour as her fiery hair. Winnie started to draw circles on the skin of her shoulder. It sent shivers down her spine as she held tighter to him, little pulses still going off inside her abdomen. She quietly spoke the words he had been waiting for. In the flowing lyrical language of their homeland. “I love you Winnie…” As she relented to exhaustion.