Babymakin'! 300+

It had been a full day for the Knight. He had woken early, as usual, and headed out to the stables. It had been some time since he had given Drogon a full brush down, so he took the time to do that before they headed out on their patrol of the borders. While the weather was warmer than it had been, the wind was blowing fiercely and made his daily task into a rather unpleasant one. The sharp wind cut straight through his clothes and fur, biting at his skin and he knew it could not have been much more pleasant for his companion. It become so cumbersome that he actually turned them back towards the stables a little over halfway through. The last thing that he needed was for either of them to become ill. When they had returned he had carefully picked Drogon's hooves and brushed out his mane and tail again. The Aatte had then gotten his hay and grain together, and set him comfortably inside his stall with a blanket over him.

Daylight was becoming shorter, and by the time he made it back to the house the evening was already creeping up on the lands. Haven walked into the house without a word, tired out from battling the wind all the way through his abbreviated patrol. Usually he called out a greeting to Princess to see if she was in but instead he made a beeline for their room and he fell back upon their bed, placing one arm over his eyes. A nap would be quite nice he thought as he could feel sleep nagging at his consciousness. As his mind drifted slowly away, he vaguely wondered if Princess had made any progress in her contemplations on them starting a family. The Seneschal hadn't broached the subject again, not wanting to pressure her. He trusted his mate to let him know when she was ready. A heavy sigh was pushed from his lungs as he let all his muscles relax, letting a light sleep envelope him.

Princess knows just how to get his motor running XD 300+

Haven wasn't so tired that he slipped right away into a deep slumber. He was only floating in the shallow waters of unconsciousness, still cognizant enough to notice changes in the environment around him. It wasn't long until a familiar scent tickled his nose and he knew that Princess was home after all. There was something different in her smell though, a kind of flowery perfume and something else that the man could not quite place. Whatever it was though, it was sending strong signals and ever so slightly rousing him. Her silence though made him think that perhaps she wanted to lay down for a nap with him and so his arm continued to shield his closed eyes from the outside world.

The Seneschal felt his mate's weight come onto the bed and she slyly crawled up along his side. Then he felt soft lips kiss his jaw and her voice call his name in a tone that he knew quite well by now. Haven's eyes finally flitted back open and he removed his arm. The sight that he was met with caused an instant reaction. Her sultry image singed itself into his mind and suddenly his pants were feeling a bit too tight and stifling for his liking. He remembered that dress well, and the reaction it had elicited before was precisely the same one as it was creating now. The Aatte male's gaze became slightly clouded as he finally found his voice. "Princess..." he rumbled deeply in his chest.

One hand reached out to run briefly along her covered side until he reached the slight curve of her buttocks. The Knight gripped her there, gently pulling her closer to him. He was no fool, and neither was his Princess; she had planned this, and she knew just which buttons to push. Lovemaking hadn't been on his mind a moment ago, but now he was starving for her perfect body.

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Haven, pure and noble as he always tried to be, was just a creature of earthly appetites as any other was. There was only one person that he ever hungered for though, and that was the beautiful woman that was with him now. The way she smelled, the way she moved, how her lips and fingers played over his body, it was all so sensual that the man could hardly contain himself. His basest urges wanted him to simply roll her over and join with her immediately, so quickly had she aroused his lust. Even as the heat was growing steadily towards a fever pitch, the hybrid knew that the journey of getting there was half the fun. Plus, he had to admit, the way she was teasing him and lavishing attention on his chest and abdomen was nearly divine. His head rolled back against the bed momentarily as she taunted him right above his waistline, his muscles tense in anticipation.

When his hand beckoned her closer though, his lovely little pixie obliged, her back arching beautifully. Her giggles filled the already heavy air and a sly grin came to the Aatte's face. Princess was wickedly scheming in the very best ways. It was rather amazing, the transformation of their bedroom play from that first drunken night to now. She knew just exactly what to do to make him want her, though admittedly that was hardly anything Haven needed persuasion on. All Princess had to do was say the word and he would do anything she wanted. In this regard, she had the Knight wrapped about her little finger.

Her chest brushed against his own as their lips finally met in a kiss that he instantly pressed against wantingly. Her taste was so sweet, ambrosial. Haven couldn't get enough and his tongue darted out to lick at her distracting lips, wanting as much of her as he could get. That wasn't all though, as his mate expertly undid the fastening of his pants and teased him in an even worse way than before, only just barely touching him. Haven couldn't contain the pleading whine that clawed up his throat, his hips rising slightly, begging for more.

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She drove him wild, expertly toeing that line between being too cruel and giving him just enough to make him want her all the more. How had he gotten so lucky in life? How had he been so lucky as to capture her heart even after the mistake of that first night with her? It could have so easily gone a different direction between them. Princess could have felt used after that night, could have refused to ever seen him again. If that had happened, what would he be now? Haven didn't want to think on the bleak possibility. Princess was his queen, and he would travel to the ends of the earth to be with her. He could never be without her now, could never lose this passion and love that they shared. If she ever went away he would surely wither away into nothing.

There were a couple excruciating moments where he was left to wonder if his pleas would be answered or if she would continue her excellent torture. When her palm slide over his length though he was answered and he felt a tidal wave of pleasure crash over him. Haven groaned, his eyes closing tightly against the heat of her touch. Their kiss broke, but he was too swept away by the work of her hand to focus on seeking her lips again. The Knight wasn't usually so inattentive to his lady but he was completely arrested by what she had and was doing to him. He felt like a puppet under the play of her fingers and he doubted he could do anything unless she provoked it. Somehow, he felt that Princess wasn't upset that he was not being reciprocal at the moment. She seemed to be having plenty of fun playing with him.

Her smaller, sensuous form against his side felt divine, her leg draping over his own. The man felt her lips return to his and he kissed her back hungrily, one had raising to cup her face and slide down her elegant neck. Haven's hand continued a slow downward descent, brushing lightly over one of her rounded breasts. The Knight broke their kiss, uttering breathlessly, "You are Aphrodite." His lips sought her neck, kissing the delicate skin feverishly.

It's fine! 300+

The Knight was completely and utterly devoted to her. No matter what she needed or wanted, he would do everything in his power to make sure her desires were fulfilled. That was likely one of the only things that kept him prostrate instead of jumping on top of her. Princess had been the initiator, had planned this, and Haven had no wish to act contrary to her wickedly beautiful blueprint. Each moment that ticked by though made it harder and harder (in more ways than one) to keep from going further. His mate was doing plenty to satisfy his bodily desires, but it wouldn't be enough until he could be inside of her again and their bodies could join. It was wonderful, having this attention lavished on him, but it was not so sweet as when their forms were acting in concert.

Bi-colored ears strained forward at her soft moan and the arch of her body as his hand brushed across her chest. He was about to return to that erogenous area went her fingers wrapped about his manhood and stroked him slowly. Haven's jaws clenched together and a low, guttural growl rose from his chest. After a moment he regained some control of his body and moved his hand back to her chest. He cupped her breast firmly as his thumb rubbed over that sensitive nub, slowly making it visible while his tongue continued to lick at her neck. It was time to make his love feel pleasured as well.

After a moment or two he could feel her eyes looking down at him and his clouded jades met her gaze. It was clear that he wanted, needed more, but just in case it wasn't clear enough he made his desire unmistakable. The man's hand left her chest and snaked under her side. Haven lifted her up then so she was no longer beside him, but on top of him. Both of his large hands traced down her sides until they reached her thighs, then they slid back up, this time lifting up her lacy garment. The man rose up a little, his tongue and lips kissing her stomach, trailing up until he reached her breasts. Pink tongue flicked out at her hardened nipple, wanting to bring forth her own mad desire.

Because I loves you! :3

She may have been the one who had started things with her surprises, but Princess was not going to be immune to his workings either. For a while he had been content to let her pull all the strings and to push all his buttons, but now she had started that maddening fire in him and he needed her more with every breath he took. Her scent was intoxicating, even more so than usual, and it filled his head up as he kissed her wherever his lips could reach. The loud moan he brought forth from her sent an electric chill down his spine and he lapped at her perfect breast with even more gusto, going so far as to even gently nibble at the sensitive flesh.

Her hands grabbed at his hair, tugging, and Haven growled in response to the slight pain. One of his hands worked to get the dress the rest of the way off of her. Arousing as the revealing garment was, it was nothing compared to Princess exposed in all of her beauty. Once the gown was gone his hand ran down her back and to her thigh, his claws lightly dragging against her soft skin. The Knight gripped his Princess' thigh tightly, and his tongue moved from her breast to lick up her chest to her neck again. "I need you," he said between panting breaths. He was aching for her, losing his mind to feel her warmth around him.

Haven fell back against the bed again, looking up at her, his breath taken away by the sight of her. One hand still on her thigh, the other moved to her hip. He needed to feel her. He needed it more than he thought he had ever needed anything before.

Yes you is!!! & short is fine

No matter how guilty he had felt after their first night together, none of that mattered now. If he had to make a choice between that night and never meeting her he knew what he would choose in a heartbeat: that night. It had not been the way that the Knight had ever imagined meeting the love of his life. Haven had always imagined himself being much more chivalrous and thinking with the larger of his two heads. Still, even if that night had been a mistake, it was the best mistake that he had ever made because it had lead him to Princess. His one and only Princess. The woman he would love for the rest of time.

Haven knew that she was his, just as he was hers, but hearing her sultry voice say the words made his skin flush. He stared up at her in open-mouthed awe, his goddess. She was so perfect, he was blind to every flaw, though in the man's mind she had none at all. Then she leaned down over him, her hot breath on his face as her teeth nipped at his ear. The whispered words were the only remaining cue Haven needed. Both of his hands moved to her hips and he guided them up so she wasn't resting all her weight on him. Then he repositioned him, nearly fumbling in his anticipation. His fingers pressed forcefully into her flesh as he pressed her down onto him.

After all the buildup, feeling her walls slide over him made him gasp. The man panted hard, his eyes clamped shut. "P-Princess," he choked out, dazed in his ecstasy.

After Siobhan had left him, Haven was not sure he could believe in love any more, at least not the romantic sort of love that he had always dreamed of. The love that had held his two mothers together had withered and died, and if he ever cared to look further back he would fine the same true of his mother and father. Haven had been at his lowest point when he had wandered into the city that day looking to crawl into the bottle. Princess and what had happened between them that night had been as unexpected as could be. The Aatte hadn't thought that he would ever love anyone again, much less so soon. Somehow that mistake had lead to the greatest thing in his life. Haven would never take her for granted.

After their initial joining, the man needed a moment to catch his breath and to gain some modicum of control over himself. He nearly felt that he could burst right then and there, but Haven had no intention of letting this end so quickly. Just as he felt he might be able to proceed, his lover again took the initiative. Jades popped open to look up at her, watching as she moved so sensuously slow on top of him. His grip on her hips became slack, giving the reins back to her. One hand roved up her side to play with her breasts once more. This was a position they had never taken before, and Haven had to say, he was enjoying it immensely. The perspective simply could not be rivaled.

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Haven wasn't overly surprised, but it was a bit shocking to see Princess become so in charge as she was in these moments. He was usually the one to take control in their bedroom play, dictating movements and paces and everything else. It had simply never occurred to him to let her take the lead before. Well, he certainly would not be making that miscalculation again. The Knight actually rather enjoyed being the submissive one for once. It made it all so unknown and exciting, not to mention heightening his attraction to Princess to nearly absurd levels. He had always found her attractive and desirable, but this was different, and honestly he could not get enough.

The ochre man loved the look on her face as that moan came past her lips, his ears drinking in the noise like wine. Her voice and the noises she made while they were in the throes of passion were like a drug to him and he always wanted more. When her hips began to move at a regular pace though his hand left her chest as he fell fully back onto the bed. His hands rested lightly on her hips as his own began to move in the rhythm she had set, working only to increase the pleasure for both of them and not to overpower her rule of the situation. Haven began to pant, but wanting to hear more of her ecstasy cries, his fingers found their way to that sensitive nub that was hidden between her folds and began to rub it in tandem with their motions.

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The discussion he had had with her previously about starting a family had stuck with him as well, but he had made a conscious effort not to broach the subject again until she would bring it up herself. It was what Haven wanted dearly, to have pups with her--for she was the love of his life--but he would never force her into anything. The Knight did not want his mate to feel pressured or like she had to take that dive just because he wanted it. Haven only wanted it as long as they both wanted it. It was not something they could do on their own, it was something that they had to do together. He was too drunk on passion and arousal to think of this as her green light for them to try to become parents, but those thoughts would certainly filter into his mind once the high of their lovemaking wore off.

His efforts did not go for naught and the moan that came from his Princess' lips as he caressed her was like a spark that jolted his entire body. He thrust his hips up forcefully into her before the pace of her own became nearly frenzied. His fingers paused for a moment, his other hand gripping her hip more forcefully, an unstoppable reaction to the increased rhythm. The threads of his self control were snapping like so many overworked cables and it was only a matter of seconds before he couldn't hold it back any longer. He breathed quick and fast through clenched teeth as his fingers continued to rub her without any sort of rhyme or reason, it was impossible to focus his body to any one task aside from finishing.

Finally he could take it no more and he grabbed both her hips, holding her against him, as his ecstasy peaked. A loud moan sounded from his chest and slowly dissolved back into quiet as he slumped against the bed, all his energy used. His jade eyes opened back up to behold her, a somewhat goofy, satisfied smile coming to his face. "You are beyond words, my love," he said tiredly. "Anytime you want to surprise me like that again, please do." His arms wrapped around her back and weakly pulled her down, wishing to kiss her soft lips.