forum Where is… here? (Closed)

Started December 26, 2022 by @emilyevewrites group

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De’Tearion didn’t notice her flinch as he laughed, but he quickly caught on that he’d startled her. Though, he saw her smile and blush, and he couldn’t help grinning.

“Forgive me for startling you. ‘Tis the first time I have laughed, truly laughed, in a long time,”De’Tearion replied.

He could hear in her heartbeat how she enjoyed hearing his chirps. He supposed that she had already figured out how to interrupt the little noises. Which made the moment all the sweeter, as he could chirp at his leisure.

Her shiver inspired him, and De’Tearion slid his hand from her waist around to her back, pulling her closer. He vaguely sensed her concern, but he ignored it. If he focused on why she was worried, he feared his mood would turn sour, and he didn’t want to ruin the moment. Not this moment. Never this moment.

When Anna pulled away, De’Tearion finally realized that they were both panting. He watched Anna’s face, smiling. Then, he chuckled at her words.

“As are you,”he purred.

Anna's expression softened. "It's alright. I'm sorry that it has been so long," she murmured. "But I'm glad I could make you laugh."

She moaned quietly into his mouth and practically melted against De'Tearion as he pulled her closer. His touch on her back was nice and soothing, but his touch on her waist… It had done things to her. Her lower body had reacted of its own accord, and it both excited and scared Anna.

Hearing De'Tearion panting as well gave Anna a boost of confidence. If they were both breathless, then she must have been doing as good a job as he did.

De'Tearion's purr confirmed her thoughts and made Anna giggle shyly while blushing deeper. Without hesitation, she slid her arms up to wrap around his neck and reunited their lips with a new heat of passion. She could kiss him until she ran out of air and still not be satisfied. Was this how it felt to truly love someone?

A brief bit of sadness passed through De’Tearion’s eyes. Then, he smiled at Anna, chuckling.

“As am I, dear Anna,”he replied.

A couple chirps escaped him as she melted into him. Slowly, he started to melt into her. The tension from the fight, and from his terror earlier, faded. Though, it was becoming clear that there was deeper tension, deeper pain, written into his muscles, which was why it was so difficult for them to relax.

However, he barely noticed the detail of his tense muscles as he caught her reaction to his touch. So, just to see what would happen, he curled his arm even more around her, reaching for the other side of her waist. Then, he tenderly massaged her waist with his long fingers. Her slightly closer proximity was an added bonus.

His smile widened at her giggle, then his eyes briefly locked onto her cheeks. She looked so lovely with a blush. And, the added sound of the blood rushing to her cheeks was a wonderful highlight to the rest of her.

A soft moan burst from him as she wrapped her arms around his neck, and he eagerly kissed her back. He then shifted a bit, turning more directly to her and stretching out one of his legs. Afterward, he wrapped his other arm around her, cradling her against him.

Anna caught the flicker of sadness in his eyes, and a brief glimpse of it in her own appeared. She knew, at least partially, what that was like. But she focused more on his smile and the way he called her “dear Anna.” It made her smile in return before they kissed again.

It was so easy for Anna to give in to him. She fit so perfectly against his body, this couldn’t just be coincidence. And way he looked at her made Anna blush even deeper. She quickly moved to kiss him again so the tinge on her cheeks would fade.

With her arms around his neck, it gave Anna a chance to slow down and deepen the kiss. She even sighed softly into his mouth, enjoying the feel of his affections. It had been so long since she’d been with someone, not counting Harry. And she didn’t want to count Nikhail. She didn’t want to even think of him now. Not when De’Tearion was so close, just as broken and lonely as she was. They needed each other. That much was clear to her now.

Anna carefully tracked his hand as he slipped it further around her body. When he brushed the skin of her waist again, she’d breathing faltered. But when he started massaging, she gasped loudly and rolled her hips. With the way he held her and the fluidity of her motion, it almost put Anna right in the Goliathan’s lap.

Immediately, she drew back from the kiss, eyes wide and cheeks pink. “Sorry,” she whispered. Anna was worried that she overstepped. Did he even want more with her? Or was he just content to kiss her and that was it? She wasn’t sure quite what she wanted, but she knew that this was such a wonderful moment, she didn’t want it to end.

De’Tearion caught the flash of sadness in Anna’s eyes, and understood that she knew his pain. But, he pushed those thoughts away just as quickly as he’d dismissed his own sorrow.

De’Tearion loved how well she fit in his arms. He would never openly admit it, but he adored holding and cradling those he cared about. And, it was all the sweeter that Anna seemed to fit him like they were two puzzle pieces being reunited. Her continued blush only made it even more delightful.

Another moan escaped him as she deepened the kiss. He appreciated the slowness, the gentleness, of the moment. There was no threat. No demand. No stress.

He took careful note of her reactions to his touch. Though, reflex kicked in as she rolled her hips, and he shifted accordingly, still cradling her. Though, he couldn’t deny the thrill that went through him, particularly when he realized where she’d ended up. He was glad he’d stretched his leg out.

When Anna pulled back and apologized, De’Tearion smiled softly.

“Worry not of it,”he cooed.

He then kissed her again, torn between how he wanted to proceed. He was quite content to savor the moment as it currently was. But, a part of him, a rather neglected part, wanted to go much further. He didn’t know what to do. Though, if she moved any closer, or touched his legs just right, what remained of his restraint might break.

Anna’s eyes closed, allowing herself to trust De’Tearion and get lost in the moment they were sharing. The way De’Tearion was studying her was full of adoration. She remembered only being looked at like this once before with—

His memory chilled Anna to her core. She didn’t want to be thinking of him. She wanted to focus on De’Tearion, like he deserved. And she loved the way she fit against his body. The way his arm snared around her waist to keep her close and how she could just melt against him.

Anna arched her back and sighed softly as he moaned. It wasn’t fair for someone to be this alluring. She wanted to press herself closely against him and not ever leave his presence against.

She only blushed deeper at his reaction to her movement. “Oh,” she murmured. “Alright.” She hadn’t intended for herself to end up this way, but… now that she was and De’Tearion didn’t seem to mind…

The next time he kissed her, adrenaline shot through Anna. She scooted forward against his legs to get closer to him, but what she didn’t realize right away was that it gave the impression that she was grinding on him. Her needy moan into the kiss didn’t help either.

A small smile grew on his lips as he saw Anna close her eyes. De’Tearion knew just from that how much she trusted him, and it was heartwarming after so many years of fighting for the barest scraps of respect and trust, only to be rewarded with treachery and rejection.

De’Tearion couldn’t help caressing her back as she arched it. She was so delicate in his arms, a butterfly fresh from the cocoon. And yet, there was strength hidden in her lovely curves. Strength borne of experience and hardship, something he knew well.

His soft grin grew a bit as her blush brightened. He hadn’t realized how much he adored blushes until Anna. She looked so sweet and endearing when she blushed. It was addictive.

Her words then inspired a lighthearted chuckle. Sweet and endearing, indeed.

A loud moan burst from him as she ‘ground’ against him, one that was heavily accented by several chirps and clicks. It smothered the sound of her moan, though he was still aware of it. By Mercy, was she begging for him? Was she so deliberately teasing him? But… how did she know how sensitive his legs were? Or… was it all accidental?

Part of him, the logical part, believed the latter. Anna didn’t know enough about him to know that his legs were a prime target for seducing him, especially since his legs were armor-plated instead of merely skin. But, the other part, the desperate and feral side, didn’t care if she had done it intentionally or not. Mercy have him, she was alluring in the best of ways, whether she knew it or not.

His long fingers curled around the side of her waist, holding her firmly but gently. His other hand then slid down her body before slipping behind her knees. He scooped her up with such ease, and laid her down on the ground, all without breaking their kiss.

Though, once she was stretched out on the grass, he pulled back to catch his breath. A moment of hesitation came over him as he realized what he’d just done, but he quickly pushed it away. If Anna was fine with this route, then so was he. And, besides, it had been ages since he last craved someone so badly. Not even Mileena had caught his attention so deeply, though she had been close.

But, in this particular moment, De’Tearion realized that maybe Mileena hadn’t been the right one for him anyway. Mileena had been sweet, yes, but she was surrounded by the politics and stress that De’Tearion had wallowed in for centuries. Not so with Anna. It was liberating, to say the least.

As she closed her eyes, Anna had a split second of panic take over. She knew she could trust De’Tearion… but did she? She had trusted others before, too many there, who she had allowed into her life and close to her heart only to hurt her. Nikhail in particular… he had taken full advantage of her naïveté, and Anna wouldn’t soon forget that.

But De’Tearion… he wasn’t anything like Nikhail. He wasn’t using her. Not trying to manipulate her and trick her and fuck with her head. No, he was a genuine and trustworthy being if she’d ever met one.

Anna let out a fluttery, open-mouthed gasp as the Goliathan caressed her back. It felt so good that she couldn’t contain her pleasured noise. However, she was still slightly tense from just thinking about Nikhail, though De’Tearion’s touches were quickly prompting her to relax.

“What?” she asked shyly as he grinned and chuckled at her. “What is it?”

Anna was startled for a moment by how loud his moan was. Was it because of her? What had she done? She worried for a moment that whatever it was, for some reason, it had been wrong. But quickly, that thought was pushed out of her mind. De'Tearion was wrapping his arm around her and bringing her closer. For what, she had no idea. Not until he was shifting them both and still kissing her through the movement.

A quiet whine escaped her as he slid his touch down her body and along the back of her legs to cradle her knees. Anna's eyes flew open, though she still kissed him, as she felt her back press against the ground. Too many thoughts raced through her mind as De'Tearion drew back and looked down at her.

She stared back up at him, trying to catch her breath and process everything. The position they were in… how he was looking at her… it was all unmistakable. Her hair fanned out around her face, still wet and a dark honey color.

"Ákle-Ikli," she breathed. Then, Anna reached up, cupped his face, and drew him back down into a heated kiss. She wanted this. Just as much as he did.

De’Tearion noticed her breif hint of panic, both in her smell and in her heartbeat. Without thinking about it, he kissed her forehead. He understood the panic, the paranoia, the need to guard one’s heart against everyone. But, he wasn’t going to hurt her, not intentionally at least, and he wanted to be sure she knew that. He just wanted companionship. That was all he asked.

He continued caressing her back, feeling the tension there and instantly wanting to soothe it. Her gasp only encouraged him, and he couldn’t help a gentle grin because of it.

“I love how you blush,”he cooed, his tone reassuring as much as it was pleased.

He immediately smelled her surprise and confusion, which confirmed his more logical suspicions. It was a little dismaying, but not really surprising. Anna didn’t know him well enough, simple as that. But, he doubted it would take her very long to discover why he reacted as he did. She might be shy, but she wasn’t stupid.

As he caressed her body and moved her, he noted every one of her reactions. Some were a bit concerning. Was she flustered? Was she disapproving? Did she even know how to feel?

Frankly, De’Tearion couldn’t blame her, regardless of what her emotions really were. He had acted a bit impulsively, which was rare for him. Normally. He hadn’t been normal in a while, so there was leeway there.

He met her eyes as she stared at him, a bit wary that she would push him away or reject him. Though, he became momentarily distracted by her hair, the beautiful color it had while wet.

The way she said his name caught his attention and he couldn’t help a small gasp at it. It was cut off though when she pulled him in for another kiss. One that he eagerly reciprocated.

Without really registering it, he moved to straddle her, his bulk hovering above her. He held himself there, hovering just above her body. Intimate without crushing her. Though, he still had his robe on.

Anna stilled as he kissed her forehead. And as she looked at him, all her momentary panic fled from her mind. This was not the behavior of someone who was trying to simply use and then discard her. Not once had Nikhail ever tried to comfort her.

Looking back, Anna was a bit startled to realize that fact. He’d only every smoothed over her worries with something else, never truly dealt with or listened closely to her anxieties. With De’Tearion, it was like he was able to read her body language almost perfectly to know what she needed without her having to ask.

Especially as he danced his fingers across her back. Tension rolled off of Anna easily, and she sighed with pleasure. Her blush deepened at his coo, though it was clear that the comment was truly genuine. “I love how you…” she started, then trailed off. There was so much about him that she loved. Where could she start describing it? “Understand me,” she finished softly.

The mix of emotions Anna felt now was surprisingly different than what she felt when she’d been with Harry and Nikhail. Damn her! She needed to stop comparing them to De’Tearion. De’Tearion was so much better for her in so many ways, and she had only met him by chance. Harry, she had met during their first internship, and Nikhail had pulled the strings to invade her life. De’Tearion was nothing like either of them

Anna’s breath hitched as he moved to straddle her, but her racing heart and the way she was kissing back were clear signs that she wasn’t going to turn him down. Finally, she broke away, panting slightly, and smiled softly.

“I won’t lie to you, Ákle-Ikli,” she whispered. “I meant everything I’ve said to you before. And I want you… if that’s what you want too.”