Fix (Emilian & Adara)

[Adara Snow]

Adara could not help looking around, absorbing everything despite the lingering heat that Emilian's presence brought her. The staircase was narrow, or perhaps it only seemed that way in comparison to the wider stone steps at Hogwarts.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian walked into the room, draping her cloak over the arm of a chair before looking around. He was still partially in awe that all of it was his, the antique furniture, the delicately decorated cloth. A proud smile came over his face, a bit ironic considering how he had come to buy the place, and he wrapped his arms around Adara from behind. "What do you think?" he asked, his lips brushing her ear when he spoke.

[Adara Snow]

Adara's lips curved. "It is beautiful, Emilian," she breathed. It was his. That alone made it important, precious. Adara shifted, turning in Emilian's arms to wrap her own about him, her hands sliding into his hair. A wave of emotion washed over her, and she bit her lip to keep from saying anything. She did not want to think it, let alone share it, knowing how likely it was to frighten Emilian.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian smiled, she fit in the room, just like she fit in his arms. He looked at her, thinking. Wondering what twist of fate had brought two people, complete opposites, together. His eyes looked over her face, examining her features as if something would give him an explanation. There was nothing there to give him a reason, so he gave up the search and kissed her deeply.

[Adara Snow]

Whatever had been in his eyes the moment before Emilian kissed her had sent a thrill of longing to the deepest, most secret parts of Adara. She took his kiss and returned it, matching him stroke for stroke with every ounce of herself, every ounce of skill that he had tendered in her. The emotion welled, and with it came sensation, and Adara forgot that there was no bed, that they stood in his living room together. Her hands sought skin and the promise of pleasure that Emilian had taught her to need.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian forgot himself, forgot everything. All of those things that had happened the last few weeks melted away, leaving behind only the feel of Adara beneath his hands, on his lips, against his chest, enveloping him in a way so thorough and different from how any other person ever had. Perhaps it was because he was all she had to go by, that he was the only one she had been with, either way, their motions completely complimented each other, increasing the pleasure Emilian felt.

[Adara Snow]

It was, as always, a revelation that left Adara sated and breathless. And still, she blushed for him, or perhaps it was simply lingering heat from exertion. Her lips curved into a knowing smile as she swept her hand against his chest, then up into his hair. "I adore your hair, Emilian," she said. "And your kiss." Her gaze dropped again to his lips. "I definitely adore your kiss." As if to prove her point, she kissed him again, softly, tenderly.

[Emilian Sota]

"And I," Emilian said once he broke the kiss. "Adore your hair," he mimicked her movements, "And your lips, your neck, your fingertips." He kissed each one as he named it off, "Among other things," he said, grinning and bringing his lips to her chest, tracing the line of the necklace. Something inside of him had reacted to her words, something he refused to give any deeper thought to. He let it settle in his chest, right next to the knowledge that she meant more to him than he was willing to admit.

[Adara Snow]

Adara managed a breathy chuckle, nearly a giggle, at that. She refused to think about why this felt right, why at this very moment it felt as though all her patience was reaping rewards beyond her dreams. Instead, she set herself to showing Emilian all the parts of him she adored, tentatively, but with great care and infinite enjoyment. There was so much more, of course, but this was easy, and so natural between them.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian let his hands wander over her, pausing when he reached somewhere that he knew she liked before moving on. The way Adara touched him sent chills racing up and down his spine, and he didn't quite understand it. Because the chills weren't the same ones that went over him when someone else touched him, there was an infinitesimal difference, barely even enough to register. "Are you looking forward to breaking in that bed as much as I am?" he asked, his eyes dancing as they met hers for a fraction of a second before going back to work on her neck.

[Adara Snow]

Adara let out that breathy laugh again. "I suppose that depends on how much you are looking forward to it," she said, closing her eyes to focus on his kiss. "I might be more interested if I were not so very comfortable right now." Adara's fingers stroked through Emilian's hair, more content in this moment than she had been since before the duel.

[Emilian Sota]

"Well then I'm doing my job right," Emilian murmured, sighing at the feel of Adara's fingers in his hair. He could have been content to stand there with her the rest of his life, if the need that was burning deep in his body wasn't so strong. While he pushed it to the side for the moment, the growing desire showed in the increasing intensity of his mouth against her neck, and in the dark mark that showed against her pale skin.

[Adara Snow]

Adara could not see the mark, but only feel the growing tension in Emilian's body. Her own echoed that tension, and she struggled to retain her ability to think and speak just a moment or so longer. "Will you...show me your bed, Emilian?" she asked, heating further at the thought of it. What kind of room would her Warrior sleep in? What lay at the very heart of his lair?

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian lay one last gentle kiss on Adara's neck before reluctantly pulling away from her, leaving only an arm around her waist. "Haven't I already said I would?" he asked, eyes glinting, as he led her to the door. He looked over at her, the combination of the color in her cheeks and the spot on her neck urging his hand to the knob.

magikal05.proboards46.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=jbedroom&thread=3100