So Lorcan did.

        "His hand drifted to her hair, each stroke unbinding her braid. "We only go as far and long as you want," he said. Yet she dared to glance down his body—to what strained under his pants.
        Her mouth went dry. "I—I don't know what I'm doing."
       "Anything you do will be enough," he said.
         She lifted her head, scanning his face. "Enough for what?"
         Another half-smile. "Enough to please me." She scoffed at the arrogance, but Lorcan brushed his mouth against her neck. His hands bracketed her waist, his thumbs grazing her ribs. But no higher.
         Elide arched into the touch, a small sound escaping her as his lips brushed just beneath her ear. And then his mouth found hers, gentle and thorough.
            Her hands twined around his neck, and Lorcan lifted her, carrying her not to the bath but the cot behind them, his lips never leaving hers.
           Home. This, with him. This was home, as she had never had. For however long they might share it.
        And when Lorcan laid her out on the cot, his breathing as uneven as her own, when he paused, letting her decide what to do, where to take this, Elide kissed him again and whispered, "Show me everything."

-Kingdom of Ash by Sarah J. Maas

Art by ilik_art on Instagram

      Everything. She wanted everything with him. She had his heart, his mind, and his soul. She had the life they were going to build together. And now she wanted him to teach her how to make him come undone for her. She wanted him to teach her how to unravel beneath him, how to feel whole because of him like no one else ever had or ever will.
      He moved his lips from hers down her jaw and into the crook of her neck. He licked and sucked at her pulse as she tangled her hands in his hair. Slowly, as if he had all the time in the world, his hands inched higher up her sides until his thumbs were making small circles around her nipples. She sighed with pleasure, and with that, Lorcan couldn't help but pinch them.
    Her hips bucked, and she could feel how hard he was against her. It was new and nerve-racking, but she wanted it. She wanted him. He moved his lips back to hers, and her mouth immediately granted him access. It was deep and hard but patient, and he pulled back to stare into her eyes as he moved his hands to her pants.
   "Tell me to stop, and we stop, " He said as he slowly started to peel them off her. She smiled at him as she helped him, especially when they got to her foot.
    He hovered over her with their foreheads touching, both naked from the waist up and Elide just left in thin white underwear. Plain and practical, but they still made Lorcan grow harder, almost to the point of pain, still trapped in his pants.
   "You're more dressed than me," she whispered, her eyelashes grazing his as she looked up from where he was staring.
    "Would you like me to change that?" he said with a slight growl, his composure starting to slip. She bit her lip and nodded, and the sight made his breath hitch.
      He reached down between them and unbuttoned his belt, every movement making sure to graze his knuckle softly across her center through her underwear. She let out a choked moan, closing her eyes on instinct, and he couldn't help but smirk as he pulled his pants off all the way.
     He kept his hands on her hips and began grinding into her. They both moaned, the contact being much more concentrated now than they were only separated by two pieces of cloth. Despite Lorcan being so much bigger, they fit together perfectly. Like even against all odds, they were specifically created for each other.
"Can I help you out of these?" He asked as he hooked his thumb on the band of her underwear.
"Yes, please," she whispered, and she raised her hips to help him slip them off.
His eyes darkened as he took her in from the bottom of the cot, tense but completely splayed out in front of him.
Despite the need clawing at him to slide his finger through her slit, run his tongue over her entrance, and bury himself inside her, he moved back over her and kissed her slowly, letting her get used to being naked in front of him.
She returned the kiss and deepened it, keeping the pace but grabbing his jaw to pull him closer to her.
As her body relaxed, he let his hands roam, taking in every curve, dimple, and scar. He memorized the feel of her under his fingertips, and when he got to her thighs, he grasped them, squeezing slightly.
"If you want me to touch you, tell me. Say you want me to touch you," Lorcan sighed into her ear, his hands moving under her to cup her backside.
"I want you to touch me," Elide breathed back, and he pulled back to smile at her. His eyes were dark and greedy but loving and reverent as he took one finger and just barely ran it over her slit.
She bit her lip and moved her hips, trying to get more contact, but his other hand was still on her ass moved to pin her down. He wasn't going to rush their first time together when the state of the world made it the possibility of it being their last.
She pouted slightly, and he laughed under his breath, kissing her forehead.
He repeated the motion with his finger, teasing less and touching more, and she grabbed his face to hers and kissed him. Hard.
He ran it up and down, but he stopped every time right before he touched where she wanted him most.
He brought her bottom lips into his mouth and sucked, and as he finally pressed down on the bud at the apex of her thighs, he bit down.
He had to hold her hip down so hard it might've bruised as she tried to create more friction, but luckily for her, he went right back and started rubbing circles with his thumb while he probed her entrance with his pointer finger.
He slowly sunk into her, and she moaned, trailing her lips down to his neck, sucking on the same spot he did on her neck earlier.
He added another finger, and it slipped inside easily, her body ready and eager.
He continued these motions for long minutes, savoring how she felt in his hand, the intermittent flutters of her walls as she got close.
"More," she whispered.
He pulled back to look at her, and Elide's eyes were hungry and adoring.
"Are you sure?" He asked, barely breathing.
"I told you to show me everything, Lorcan. I meant it. I want everything with you. Forever. I love you."
His eyes were glazed with emotion from the trust she was granting him, and so he slipped out of his underwear and positioned himself between her thighs.
"Put your hands on my shoulders. This might hurt, so dig in as hard as you need to, and if it's too much and you'd like to stop, just say the word."
She nodded, and he made soothing circles on her sides.
"I love you," he muttered against her lips as he slowly started to push inside of her. She inhaled sharply and clenched her walls around him, the feeling foreign and new.
"Try and relax, it's alright," He whispered, trying to maintain control as he sunk into her and slowly pulled himself out.
She took a deep breath, and he pushed in again, this time a bit deeper. He hissed as the pleasure consumed him, but he held still to let her adjust.
When she was relaxed, he started moving again, still going torturously slow. Each thrust, she moaned, the pain easing to pleasure.
"I love you," she gasped out, and if his entire being wasn't already hers, that moment solidified it.
With each thrust, a new promise was silently made, a covenant being forged on this cot in a war tent.

In.
I will love you forever.
Out.

In.
I will always protect you.
Out.

In.
You'll never be alone
Out.

In.
I see all of you
Out.

In.
And I am not afraid
Out.

The tension in both of them started to build, and Lorcan picked up the pace, his hips rocking purposefully to hit just where she needed it.

    In.
     Until death claims us both.
     Out.

With that final promise, they both came, breaking into a million pieces only to be forged again by the love between them.
He pulled out of her, and they lied on their sides to face each other.
"Thank you," Elide said as she traced his brow with her finger. "Was it good for you too?"
Lorcan sighed with contentment against her touch, still in a daze before her question registered.
"Are you kidding? I have never felt like that before. You made me feel like I've never felt before. Not even just with the sex. While that was incredible," he raised his eyebrows with a smirk, and she hit him playfully, "you have changed me. Made me brand new. You're everything to me. I'm yours".
"You're mine." She whispered back and nuzzled in closer.
"And there is so much left to teach you." He said against her hair.
"Next time, I get to taste you."
She laughed as she started to doze off.
"You can do whatever you'd like. I'm yours too."
And with that, they entered into a dreamless sleep, shining with life in a camp full of death.