Amo Tu (AsraXFemaleCharacter)

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Dim yellow lanterns sat at each corner of our messy bed that sat on the floor covered in the silk sheets Asra collected from all over the world.

Some from lands no one can ever reach, some from the marketplace.

Each article smelled like something different, herbs, native soil, regal cologne.

They never lost their smell even after years of us sleeping on it together.

But it all merged with the mystic smell of Asra.

The gentle light from the lanterns illuminated Asra's features, tinting his tan skin with a warm orange.

His skin was like milk and coffee mixed with sugar in the early morning.

I stood before him, admiring his body that was sprawled across the smooth sheets, head resting on a pillow.

His arm muscles were flexed but his hands rested, folded behind his head.

His legs were spread out loosely across the bed, exposing his sacred nudity to me again.

One of his hands slid down his body to lay just above his manhood.

His ring and middle fingers scissored his base and he rubbed the bottom slowly between his fingers that were decorated in henna.

I recalled seeing it for the first time, pleasantly surprised by its shape perfect for my pleasure.

His light abs and his slim figure were outlined in the gentle dark glow of the lights.

I wanted to trace his abs softly with my fingers.

He thrust his hips up slightly to adjust himself.

His head was resting on the tassled suede pillow where his neck was open to me, face turned slightly to the right.

I thought of touching him there with my lips, feeling the surge of his heart and breath.

Thinking of his soft and supple skin between my lips and teeth was exciting.

Asra's chest rose and fell, up and down slowly as he breathed deeply and steadily.

The tendon in his neck was illuminated as he adjusted his head to watch me finally pull off my panties to be as beautifully nude as he was.

I crawled like a lion over the bed until I was on top of him.

His eyes were looking lovingly into mine, his lips parted.

I placed my magic infused hand on his chest.

His heart beat satisfyingly against my fingertips.

My fingers brushed over his arm and collarbone, feeling his smooth skin beneath the pads of my fingers.

The moonlight cascaded and merged with the lantern's ray, causing his body to shimmer like magic though he wasn't casting any.

The light from the candles on the shelves stretched up the walls, too far away for it to irradiate any of our bodies.

The atmosphere smelled like Asra and the herbs, incense, and candles in our shop.

My eyes traced his lips; full and soft- just like always.

How I loved kissing them, tasting his tongue, feeling his body heaving against mine.

Asra's hand came up to the nape of my neck, stroking my skin.

He gazed into my eyes, a grin pulling at the sides of his mouth.

I felt so safe, or just like I'm in a dream.