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####Intimacy was something that Princess had been given mixed signals about, negative from her mother and her brother, but positive from Anselm, sort of, and most certainly a positive reaction from her own body. She wished that there was some form of a universal standard regarding this sort of thing, or that she at least had someone she trusted and respected that could give her helpful advice, but she was severely lacking in anyone she could talk to. At the moment, however, it did not matter. Nothing seemed to matter when she was with Haven, and she supposed that was all that was important. When she was with the orange Knight, all that mattered was the way that she felt when she was with him. Princess felt complete when she was with him, and hoped she was able to convey similar feelings in him. For all of his worries and various concerns, the girl only wanted to make him feel as wonderful as he made her feel.
####Princess responded to his kiss tenderly, arching her body beneath his in response to the passion coursing through her body. She still did not know what she was supposed to do first, and for a moment, nerves took hold of her mind until she fought them off, content to simply focus on Haven and let him lead their intimate dance. He was seemingly more experienced than her (any experience other than their first time together would surely be more experience than she had), and along with that, he was strong, brave, and amazingly kind. This was the closest thing to love she had ever felt; her relationship with her mother had been a strange form of love, and her brother, though she did care for him greatly, shared a different sort of love with her. Pulling away briefly, Princess looked up into his eyes, curious to know what he was thinking. It was only a brief moment, however, and then she leaned up once more to continue their kiss with even more fervor than before.
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This was still mostly foreign territory to him as well, especially sober. In fact, this was the only time he had ever done anything remotely close to this without alcohol in his system. That was a little depressing, but at least he was moving in the right direction and taking a step forward instead of back. The only other time he had fooled around with a girl had been with Siobhan after the pack party and they hadn’t really done all that much. She had done more to him than he had to her. Princess may have thought that she was more clueless than he was, but it really wasn’t true. All his actions and movements were guided by what felt good, what she reacted to, and what his instincts told him to do. The two young wolves were fumbling through this together.
For now Haven focused on the kiss, though with her body arching against his it was not an easy task. Still, he wanted to take things step by step and not rush into the final consummation. It became apparent that she wanted him to be taking the first steps in this tango and it made him a little nervous. What if he did something she didn’t like? What if inadvertently ended up ruining the mood? He tried to hide these worries as she pulled away and looked into his eyes. For a moment he thought that she was going to say that she didn’t want to do this after all. All of that was blown away though as she kissed him again with a renewed passion. He leaned into their kiss as the hand that had been resting on her hip moved up, pulling her dress along with it. When he reached her ribs he hesitated for a moment or two, then lightly cupped her breast. He had done that their first time, hadn’t he? And she had liked it, or so his foggy memories told him.
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####Her breath hitched as his hand cupped her breast, so sensitive she was to his touch. Haven was the only one to have ever touched her so tenderly, and she was able to feel it so much more now that she was not under the influence of alcohol. Even now, with only a kiss and this so far, Princess knew that this was going to be so much better than the first time. The initial pain of their first encounter was also unlikely to return, a very happy thought. Without her thoughts being as clouded as they had been on their first night, the pain might not have been something that she could handle. She knew that Haven would not want to hurt her, though, so she would not have been concerned. He was so intent on making her feel good that Princess knew that he could never hurt her. It made her feel so important and so cared for to know that he was being so careful with her, knowing that he would never hurt her. She knew nothing of his only past encounter before her, and she did not know what had happened to him then and if that might be why he was so careful with her. Eventually, she might want to know more about anything he had done before, but the thought did not even cross her mind then. It was unimportant, and all that mattered was Princess, Haven, and the bond that they were forming and sharing.
####Stopping now had never even crossed her mind, so his unknown worries had no foundation. She wanted this as much as he did, and she realized that it may have been an underlying part of why she had been so excited to come to his house in his pack’s territory. It was obvious that they were becoming closer, as she had told him her secrets and he had shared his with her, and it may have been the reason that she had chosen to bring her dress of translucent black material. Moaning softly, Princess smiled, her lips still pressed against his. Soon, she would need to remove her dress, the desire to be naked as he was growing stronger. The rain had proved to be useful, in that respect. If it had not been raining, then their clothes would not have gotten soaked, and she would have had no reason to change and he would still be wearing his jean shorts and possibly his jacket. The briefly awkward moment may not have happened, and they may have been still sitting on the couch, in that case. She ran her hands down his back, nails raking his fur gently, hands settling on either side of his tail, squeezing his butt gently, instinctively. She wanted him to feel good, too, and from the parts of his body pressing against her, she could only assume that he was feeling in a similar way to her. Their last encounter had been drunken fumbling, but this was so much slower, fingers teasing, her heart racing.
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If his lips hadn’t been otherwise occupied a satisfied smirk would have come to them as his assumption about touching her there had been proved right. She had liked it. Always careful, his fingers applied pressure and squeezed what they had already grasped. It was strange, for whatever reason he had thought that the alcohol would have somehow heightened such sensations but he was learning now that that wasn’t the case at all. Right now he was feeling in much more detail than he had that first night. Haven found himself wishing that their first time (as it had been both their first times) they hadn’t been drunk like they were. Though if they hadn’t been it likely wouldn’t have happened at all. This might not even be happening now. With the heat coursing through his body he couldn’t possibly wish that this wasn’t happening, and so he dismissed this thought. It was in the past anyway, and couldn’t be changed. What mattered most was what was happening here and now.
Her fingers sent shockwaves through his skin and as her fingers reached and grabbed his posterior a low, satisfied growl rumbled in his chest. He wanted her to touch him more, and he wanted to touch her more. As insubstantial as it was, her dress needed to come off. Now. Haven pulled away from their kiss and his hands quickly pulled the fabric over her head and tossed it to the side. Jades glinted down at her hungrily and he lowered himself down so their lips met once again, his tongue tracing her’s. One hand rested momentarily on her flat stomach but then teasingly his fingers trailed down to between her legs. Like the first time he could feel the heat radiating from her and it only served to fuel his arousal more. His hand rested on her mound as one finger slowly slipped between her folds and gently caressed her.
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####Being with Haven was more than amazing, and as he squeezed gently, Princess nearly gasped from the intense pleasure, heat surging through her veins faster than before. Despite the unorthodox manner in which it had first happened, she was glad that her first time had been with Haven and that they could keep doing this. Nothing else seemed to matter to her then, and the world consisted solely of her and the Knight from the pack of miracles. There was nothing more that Princess could ask for, except for more of him. That was all that she needed, all that she wanted. Everything felt so much better this time than it had the first time, and she was glad she had come today. Today would be more memorable than the first time, she was more than absolutely certain, as she would not have the alcohol to cloud her memories. She wanted to remember everything: the way he touched her, the way her body responded, and they way his body responded as well.
####Finally, she was free of her clothing, no longer covered by the flimsy fabric and completely exposed to him. With anyone else, she might have felt vulnerable, but with him, she felt safe. She didn’t mind that he could see her now for all that she was. His fingers felt like ice against her burning skin as he touched her, eliciting a sharp intake of breath, followed by a soft growl, deep within her throat, of complete satisfaction. Wanting to make him feel as good as he made her feel, Princess allowed one of her hands to venture down the side of his hip, dancing lightly across his fur as she sought the part of him that would surely make him feel the way she was feeling. A coy smile crossed her lips, still fervently locked with his, as she found what she was looking for, so excited already, and gently ran her fingers along in teasingly. She really did not know what she should do or what would feel best, but it seemed right to start slow with her touches.
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Any guilt or embarrassment he had felt for letting himself get so worked up had vanished like dew in the afternoon. It was true that he didn’t want every encounter of theirs to happen this way (though at the moment he couldn’t really say why) but they both wanted this and they were both enjoying it so why feel guilty? It would be one thing if she had gotten upset. If that had happened he would have felt absolutely awful. He didn’t know if he had expected her to be really upset, but he certainly hadn’t expected this. For whatever reason in his mind she had only been so willing their first time because she had been intoxicated. Haven saw now that that was a double standard and at least in the case of Princess, wholly untrue. Why was it men were the only ones who had desires? Now that he thought of it that way it was a very silly assumption indeed.
She was so beautiful. It was the only thought running through his mind. That, and he was so lucky to have found someone like her. Many women, he thought, would probably not have been as forgiving about the circumstances that they had found themselves in. The fact that Princess had been made all the difference in the world. He had felt bad enough about it and if she had as well, if he had hurt her, he wouldn’t have been able to forgive himself. Her reactions to his touch chimed in his ears like bells and his lips kissed down her jaw to her neck. As her hand moved towards his front his body tensed with anticipation. Ever since this had started that area had been screaming for attention and now it seemed it was coming. When her fingers teased his length his breath caught in his throat and his hips couldn’t help but press into the touch. Haven’s fingers rubbed against her with more fervor, quickly losing his control.
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####Nothing could compete with the way that she felt now that his fingers were moving with more earnest, and she sighed dreamily, lost in the moment. Her own fingers, pleased with the positive reaction from Haven’s body, moved with more intensity now, the strength of her touch growing as she wrapped her hand around him, stroking with mild uncertainty. She had never done this before, not even during their first time together. It was even more foreign territory than simply being with him was, and if she had not been feeling so elated by his touch already, her nerves would have become more prominent once more. She was burning with desire, as if a fever had taken over her body and the only cure was him. His kisses felt amazing as they travelled down, away from her mouth, and she pouted briefly from the lack of contact before allowing herself to enjoy the other kisses more. Her eyes drifted closed at the sensation of his lips on her skin, her breathing shallow in response to the way his fingers were moving.
####It was important to her that he wanted her as much as she wanted him, but Princess had no doubt that this was the case. Her free hand, still resting beside the base of his tail, moved up again, nails tracing faint lines in his fur, while the hand holding him continued to move, her pace faster than it had been when she had first ventured so far as she had in her touches. Moving her hips upward, Princess groaned, moaning her Knight’s name quietly. She could not get enough of his touches, and she wanted more. . . She needed more. Princess did not want him to ever stop touching her, but she also wanted more, wanted to have him in the way she had on their first night together. All with due time, she reminded herself, falling back into her ecstasy, grinding her hips into his hand, craving more from his fingers.
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His heartbeat pounded in his ears relentlessly, his pulse throbbing. This was beyond everything he had experienced before, as limited as those experiences were. His muscled body was so sensitive that even the whisper of a touch made him shiver and beg for more. If they were already feeling so much he couldn’t imagine the explosion of sensation that would occur when they moved into the final stage of this steamy dance. It had blown him away last time, but this time he knew it would be even more powerful. As her hand wrapped around him a low groan came from him and his hips slightly bucked, unable to control the instinctive reaction. It felt so good. Beyond good. It was what his body had been crying for and now that it was getting it it only wanted more, more, more. “Ooooh Princess,” he moaned, licking her neck and savoring her taste.
The pace of her stroking increased and so did the pace of his fingers. Feeling her hips move against him combined with the way her nails drew along his back made his hair stand on end. Haven wanted to have more of her, all of her, and yet the thought of slowing down or stopping any of what they were doing to shift around or rearrange seemed impossible. The hand that was holding his weight above her clenched into a fist, his fingers digging into the sheets they held. It was all so intense and so wonderful. One of his fingers slipped inside of her and he wriggled it around, rubbing against the sides of her womanhood. Slowly he inserted another one and began to move in and out while rubbing her walls.
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####She loved the way his body responded to her touch, the sounds that came from him intoxicating in so many more ways than the liquor they had drank their first night together. His tongue on her neck sent shivers down her spine, her body nearly wiggling with delight at the tingling sensation. Her name sounded liked magic when he said it, more amazing even than his other moans and growls of pleasure. Hearing her name made this so much more personal, and it made it her feel very important to know that he was seeing her now for what she was and he still wanted her. With renewed fervor, Princess moved her hand faster, though she kept her touch far from rough out of worry of hurting him. Even in her current state, where nothing else mattered now, she still worried that she might do something wrong, or worse, that she might accidentally hurt him by touching him in such a sensitive place.
####With a sharp intake of breath, Princess spread her legs slightly more than they already were, allowing him more room and giving her body the ability to be more accommodating. His fingers entering her had been so much better in feeling than his fingers rubbing her had been, and she had been absolutely certain that it had been heaven then. His fingers were only a tease of what was to come, though, and Princess wanted more, but she did not want to stop what they were doing. “Haven,” she breathed, panting slightly as his fingers worked within her, the intense pleasure building deep within her. The feelings from their first encounter were coming back to her, and she knew what was going to come to her soon, with no pun intended, of course. In response to her body’s building tension, Princess moved her hand more rapidly.
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His prolonged arousal was finally getting the attention it wanted and he could feel the pressure building up in the pit of his stomach. He didn’t want this to end though; he wanted to keep it going for as long as they were able to keep it going. He was swimming in a sea of pleasure and he was fairly certain that she was as well. The longer they could stay in this state of bliss the better. Still, his body was urging movements faster and faster to reach the peak and it was hard to contain that desire. With what little willpower that remained to him though held back. He didn’t want them to get worn out before they got to what this was all leading up to in the first place. This all felt wonderful, there was no denying that, but it was clear that what was to come would be the best of all.
This resolve almost failed though at her reactions to his fingers entering her. Her legs spread and hearing her say his name the way that she did made him moan. It was amazing that her simply saying his name sent such a shock of pleasure through his overloaded body. His fingers worked faster and in turn so did her hand and he had to grunt and squeeze his eyes shut in order to keep from losing control. Carefully his hand slowed and left her to reach up and gently removed her own hand from him. Haven kissed her cheek as he let their bodies take a quick break though his pulsed painfully for continued stimulation. His hips lowered, as they had that first time, and with more ease than before he slide himself inside of her warmth. He gasped at the sensation that flowed through him at their union, his mind almost unable to process it. Heartbeat pounding the Knight purred against his Princess’ ear, teeth gently nibbling it.
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####Her body ached for more than what it was getting, but she mentally held it at bay, forcing herself to wait just a little while longer for the joining that she had been waiting for. Her body was becoming uncomfortably warm, a flush spreading over her face faster than she thought possible as the heat came to her face. It was obvious that she was not the only one feeling that way, she realized as she opened her eyes to see that Haven’s were closed very tightly. At this observation, a small smile spread across her lips, only to be removed once again very quickly as his fingers left her body. Pouting, she looked up at him curiously, confused about why he had stopped and then made her stop. Letting her hand fall gently beside her on the bed, Princess waited, hoping that something better was coming, or that he would at least tell her why it was that he had stopped, when things had been feeling so amazing.
####But she did not need any explanation as he lowered himself to her again, and this time, she braced herself for the wave of pleasure that was going to come with their joining. It felt different this time, more heat and pressure than the first time, and Princess closed her eyes, holding her breath for a moment to allow her body to adjust to having him within her depths. With Haven’s teeth at her ear, she lowered her own to nibble on his collar bone, one hand finding his lower back again while the other clutched the sheets tightly. Lifting her hips into him, Princess moaned softly at the sensation, silently begging him to move within her again, just as before. She was on the edge, teetering dangerously over the brink already from the stimulation from his fingers, and she needed and wanted more.
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As he stopped the both of them from touching one another he saw the look on her face and could tell that she was not pleased about the cessation. He could only grin down at her though. He would offer her no verbal answer because very soon his actions would speak louder than words. Besides, if the thought hadn’t crossed her mind already then who was he to ruin the surprise? By this time all of his worries and hesitations were gone, burnt off by the heat that scorched them both. All the mattered now was a (sober) consummation of their bond, no matter how short it may last. He liked to hope that it would last a good while, but seeing how close they both were to the peak such a thought was merely more than a whisper of a wish. Their bodies were both prepped to plunge over the edge and while they had held it off during the foreplay it would be much more difficult to do so now.
It was so much more than it had been the first time. Every feeling was magnified to the point that it almost hurt. But there was easily more pleasure than pain. A growl rumbled deep in his chest as her teeth found his collarbone and nibbled at him as he was at her ear. His tongue snaked out and licked her velveteen aural. As her hips moved up against him he moaned, feeling himself plunged ever so slightly deeper into her. “God Princess…” he panted. One of his hands moved down her side to her hip to hold her and then he pulled himself out before pushing back in. Haven couldn’t even describe the feeling aside from he wanted, no, needed more of it and faster. Throwing his restraint to the wind he pumped into her body at a fast pace, his muscles tensing as he could feel the peak coming closer and closer. He was drowning in her and he didn’t want anyone to ever try and save him.
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####If he had not entered her when he did, Princess surely would have had something to say about the grin, which she took in a teasing manner. There had been enough teasing, and she had not wanted it to stop, but she wanted the completeness more than anything. Her inexperienced body was made for such an amazing feeling, so responsive to his every movement and touch. Her name sounded perfect coming from his lips, and she never wanted him to stop saying it. She loved hearing the intensity of his breathing, and she loved the growls of pleasure, so similar in meaning to her own sharp, shallow breathing. Her heart rate fastened as he gripped her hip, pulling himself out of her and then pushing himself deeper, eliciting a loud moan from the girl. She could barely stand the pressure, so heavy that she found it difficult to breathe, even. It was so much more intense than their first time together, the air thick with their scents, rather than the haze of alcohol mixed with the smell of simply sex. This was different, much more emotional and it meant so much more to her.
####His speed increasing, Princess could feel the pressure building more, threatening to explode like a river from behind a dam. It had been too intense during foreplay, and she knew that their union was not going to be able to last long. The pace was more rapid, and all she could do was hold Haven tightly, as if she would tumble completely without his stability. “Haven,” she breathed again, “Oh, my god.” Another stroke, and then one more, and Princess felt herself falling dramatically over the edge, gentle spasms racking her body with the intensity of her release. It had been both expected and a complete surprise, so desperately desired and needed, and yet so amazingly intense that she had been taken slightly aback by the occurrence. Her nails still clung to her lover, though, as she fought an inner battle to find the ground once more.
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Not only was the physical pleasure more intense, but so was the emotional pleasure. He wasn’t even sure if there had been any emotions present in their first union. Sure, he had liked her, but it had been more of an infatuation than actually having deep feelings for her. Haven still couldn’t quite say he loved her but he was falling for her and falling hard. What they were doing now was only accelerating that process and that was something he hadn’t expected. It was a pleasant surprise however. No matter how good it had felt, their first time had been void of real, true, abiding emotion and it made the act a hollow experience at best. This was the kind of connection that he really wanted. It was termed “making love” for a reason and while they still weren’t there just yet, it was getting closer. With each second that ticked past he could feel his heart growing for her more. Would this feel even better when, and if, they ever did love one another? Haven had to think so and he couldn’t wait to experience such a bonding.
Each noise and movement he elicited from her only urged him on stronger and faster. He wanted to take them both to ecstasy, to make them feel better than either of them ever had before. The entire afternoon had been a build up to this moment and now as it was crashing down upon them he almost felt suffocated, though in the best way possible. The bed rocked with his almost frenzied movements. The pressure that he felt was so severe that he thought he might explode. The words she spoke sounded muffled to his ears and a soft whine came from his throat as he was sure he couldn’t take one more second without release. But then it came, as hers did, and he moaned low and long as his hips continued to thrust into her, their body’s spasming together in orgasm.
Haven felt himself collapse on top of her, almost all his strength drained. He was still aware enough though to make sure that his entire weight did not fall on her and accidentally crush her in the process. Heavy panting breaths began to slow and calm while his mind gradually cleared back into focus. For the moment he remained inside her, unwilling to pull himself away from the connection just yet. His head turned and searched for her lips, planting on them a gentle kiss that was accented by a completely contented sigh. It felt like he was floating up above the clouds.
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####The simultaneous relief they shared was amazing, so much better than anything she had ever experienced before. There was so much more to them this time than there had been the first time, and the awkward beginning to their day was forgotten as she focused on the man above her, returning his sweet kiss with a small sigh of her own, eyes drifting closed in her bliss. She could not ask for more than this, and the unorthodox manner in which they had first come to be together was not of importance. The disapproval that they had received from their siblings was a thing of the past; surely if Mati and Ares could understand the way that this made both Princess and Haven feel, they would not think so poorly of them for engaging in it. Their opinions, though very obviously known, meant nothing to her. Princess only cared about the boy she was with and the way that they made each other feel. It was simply wonderful.
####Allowing herself to fully relax on his bed, Princess smiled, realizing that her hair was not as damp as it had been when she had been put there. Certainly it would be tangled, but for the first time in a very long time, she did not feel the desire to fix it. She only wanted to lay there with him forever, never moving or leaving one another’s side, no matter how unrealistic a wish that happened to be. This was the closest thing to love that she had ever felt, though she certainly could not call it that just yet. . . But she was falling for him, and she was falling very fast. Her body cuddled closer to his, wanting to feel him beside her so closely. His warmth was like a beacon, calling for her in her sea of happiness, and she went to him happily. For now, he was all that she needed.
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