[M] - you said that you were lonely
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        She made him feel wanted, important, desirable. All things that he had felt the opposite of for the past few days. Siobhan had left him a hollow shell, but now Princess was filling that hole. No, she was doing more than just filling it. She was changing him, changing his ideas and thoughts about what he was and what he wanted. She may not have been a "real" princess, but he sure was going to make her feel like one. For she was making him feel like a real, handsome knight. In all the stories the knight had some princess or lady that they did things for, won tourneys or what have you, and their passion knew no bounds. That was what he felt right now, with her. Haven didn't want that feeling to go away. He wanted her to be his' and no one else's. His Princess.


        The male knew that what was about to happen would be like nothing he had ever felt before. It was hard to comprehend, because he already felt so good, but he knew that what was to come was on a whole other level. As he moved against her and her head rolled back he licked and nibbled her neck, reveling in her taste. Her hips moved up to meet his and a deep growl rumbled in his chest. Yes. Now was the time. Haven slightly repositioned himself and placed one hand on her shoulder. Then, slowly, he pushed himself inside of her and his breath caught in his throat. Feeling himself surrounded in her warmth was indescribable. A long, low moan came from him. Nothing could compare to this. He stayed still for a moment, letting both of their bodies acclimate to this new, intense feeling. He looked down at her with pleasure-clouded eyes and gently licked her chin.

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312 words.


To say she was intimidated was to speak very lightly, but her body would not allow her mind any worry or fears for what was going to happen. This was something she wanted, her body aching to be one with his, but it was a new experience, and she could not help but feel a little bit nervous. The sword conversation had led to more, and now she could only think of just how big Haven was, it seemed, in comparison to her. Her breath caught at the first sign of entrance, her body feeling stretched to its limits and then some. It wasn't a painful experience, though, once she was able to grow used to having him inside her. Once she was past the initial pain of his entrance and she had grown used to his size, it was actually a really nice feeling. In fact, it was way better than nice.


She loved the sounds he made and the smell of his body, so completely intoxicating. She wanted to drown in it, to never have to smell anything else again. Her Knight was just so incredible. "Oh. . . Oh, Haven," she moaned, looking up into his eyes lustily. She hoped he was feeling as amazing as she was, and that she was doing enough for him to feel what she was feeling. It was amazing; purely and utterly blissful. Having grown used to him being within her msot sacred area, Princess pressed up against him, moving her hips a little to show him that, yes, she was ready and really wanted this. Feeling him within her and moving just slightly was enough to send her into a warm, shaking sensation. But. . . Gods, she wanted so much more than this, and needed him to show her how amazing it felt to him. Princess wanted him to feel as good as she did.



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        He was in heaven right now. Despite all the hype, he had never imagined it would feel this good. Though he was afraid to make any more movement until he knew that she was doing alright. Feeling how tight she was, while pleasurable for him, he imagined could be a little different for her. Did it hurt her at all? The male hoped not for that was the exact opposite of what he was trying to do. As strong as the urge was to move and do what his throbbing organ wanted of him he stayed still. He wasn't going to risk hurting her. Haven was doing things he wouldn't have normally jumped into so quickly, but there was still that giant red flag in his mind. He would not become his father. Never.


        Though as those moaned words came from her beautiful lips a pleasurable chill went down his spine. Good, she was feeling what he was feeling. Haven looked down at her with the same look in his eyes and then nuzzled his face against her's. She was a princess and she was his princess. There was something magical about tonight, like the Fates had brought them together and the proof was in this explosion of their passion. As her hips pushed up against him he breathed out a sigh. "Mmmmm...Princess..." he whispered into her ear. Knowing now that it was all okay his hips began to work and he thrust himself inside of her and his mind was consumed by unimaginable pleasure. Haven panted and moaned loudly. He was convinced that she, and this, was the best thing to have ever happened to him.

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sorry it kind of sucks by a lot. x.x;


He was being gentle with her, it seemed, and Princess appreciated the kindness behind such actions. What could possibly be wrong with what they were doing, and men in general? Tokyo must have had just one bad experience, and Princess was not pleased that her mother had tried to force that view on her as well. Everything that her mother had warned her about was obsolete; the feelings coursing through her body could not possibly be anything bad. Maybe there was no real love in what was happening, but the tenderness that he was showing her was nothing to scoff at.


When he began to move in and out of her, it was like there was nothing else in the world that mattered. There was only the fire stretching between them and the warmth of their pressing bodies. To know that he was feeling the same amazing, incredible things that she was feeling, evident in his sounds and the way he moved his obdy against hers, was satisfying. She had never done this before, had never known how to do this and to make it better for her partner. Princess was glad that he was feeling as amazing as she was, and that she was the cause of it. It held an air of importance, she supposed, and she liked to feel important.



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sorry, this wait kind of sucks by a lot D: 300+



        He might regret this in the morning, but only because there was no actual love between the two of them. He had imagined his first time to be a consummation of the love between he and his partner. Of course none of those thoughts struck him right now. They would come later, when the alcohol and ecstasy had left his body. Now the Aatte male was completely consumed in the moment, swept away by the physical pleasure and intoxication. His head was swimming and all sense of self control was quickly disappearing. He wanted as much of her as he could get. To taste her over and over again. Never wanting to leave this union.


        The pressure in the lower half of his body began to grow and he found him movements pushed further. His thrusts were faster and harder, penetrating her deeply, though nothing that would bring her any pain. Salmon tongue licked hungrily up her neck, a deep growl of satisfaction coming from him as he moved inside of her. Nothing could ever compare to how this felt, being wrapped inside of her warm, inviting garden. There were no words to describe it. His hips moved faster and faster and one hand positioned itself on her shoulder and the other held her hip. Haven was losing control and then the waves of his climax washed over him and he whined as he spasmed inside of her. His vision went white for a moment with the intensity of the feeling. It was so good.


        Panting heavily, the hybrid stayed where he was for a while, his arms holding him above her weakly. He looked down into her gorgeous eyes and smiled. She was so perfect. Slowly, and unwillingly, he removed himself and rolled over to lay by her side, his chest heaving still. As his pulse began to drop muscular arms wrapped around her small figure and pulled her close him. Dark lips planted gentle kisses on her cheek. Laying there with her he could feel his consciousness begin to fade and lids drooped over those jade orbs.

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500+ words. Sorry for the random beastly post. o-o;


######Arching beneath him, Princess relished the many feelings spreading throughout her body, the warmth from the lowest parts of her stomach exploding in what felt like a flash of overwhelming heat. This drew a gasp from her, as it was something she had not expected, and something completely foreign to her. The feelings had been good in the beginning, albeit a little uncomfortable at first simply because it had been her first time, but this was beyond those feelings; it had been amazing. Exhaling deeply, Princess could feel him looking at her from above, and returned the gaze with a warm curiousity. There was nothing loving in her mind, though she did feel that they now shared a strange bond that she could share with no one else. Haven, her orange Knight, had been her first, and something like that could never be given away again. That bond could never be broken, even by distance.


######As he settled beside her, the girl turned her face into the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent, strong and mixed with the ever-present alcohol smell. It did not occur to her to leave then, but rather, as her breathing levelled, she could feel waves of contentment flowing through her as she slipped from this world into the one of dreams. The alcohol clouded her mind, and any dreams she might have had were not present. Instead, her sleep was heavy, her breathing even and her body surprisingly still. She frequently tossed and turned while sleeping, but tonight was not one that this was to be so, evidently. Her drunkeness had subdued even her unconcious movement, and her body stayed still next to his, one arm draped over him in a subtle attempt to keep the closeness that had formed between them. Though in her mind, Princess knew that they had not done that out of love and want, her body longed to keep contact, even in an unconcious state.


######Morning came far too soon, and as rays of sunlight peeked in through the windows, Princess fought to keep her eyes closed. Her head was pounding, evidently a long-term effect of what she had been drinking the night before. Rising slowly, she ran a hand through her tangled mess of golden brown curls, the events of the prior night running through her head foggily. It was a strange feeling, to wake up in such a state, and as she pushed off from the bed, she regretted having not listened to Haven more when he had warned her that she might not feel well. At least she had not thrown up, though. Pulling her dress on, she studied the still sleeping form of the orange boy, wondering what was supposed to happen now. She did not think she should stay around for anything, instead deciding it might be a good idea to get back to Crimson Dreams and try to sleep off more of this awful feeling. As she was making her way to the bed again, her foot hit a bottle, still full of liquid.


######She saw no harm in taking it, just in case she would want it later. It had been good at the time, after all. Bending down, Princess allowed her lips to settle on his cheek slowly, kissing it gently soas to not disturb his sleep. If she was feeling like this, then he would probably feel worse, come when he awoke, since he had drank more of the alcohol than she had. "Good bye, Haven," she whispered, the words fond. She certainly hoped this would not be the last time she saw him, as they made a great pair - a Princess and a Knight. What could be better? Bending, she scooped up the bottle and made her exit as quietly as possible, though it was far from graceful. The alcohol had taken its toll on her, and she knew she would be more careful with it in the future.


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