Northbound Pilgrimage II

Chapter XI - Such Sweet Sorrow

Author's Note:

Dear all, thank you so much for reading, still :D I hope you're all enjoying yourselves, despite the angsty-ish mood. That's how it goes sometimes though ;)

For this chapter, you guessed it... smut warning! :D Vast majority of the chapter is smut, but if you want to skip that, be sure to read the last two sections :) There's no explicit smut in them and they're important for the plot.

I hope you'll all enjoy the chapter and thank you so much for the comments/kudos/follows etc.

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"You... you sure about this, love?"

Bishop whispered in between his heavy breaths, but he didn't show any indication of stopping just then.

Aeyrin was straddling his lap while he still sat on the same spot on the bed. His hands roamed hungrily over her back and backside, constantly pressing her closer to him while she kissed him along his neck and jaw with equal eagerness.

Her answer was only a determined nod. She started to run her hand over his chest and across the fabric of his shirt for a while before she slid the hand down his body and snuck it below his tunic. She ran her fingers over his hard muscles while she continued to kiss his neck, accompanying her ministrations with occasional gentle bite.

Bishop seemed a bit more... restrained than usual though. She was slowly starting to feel a bit insecure over all of that. She wasn't really used to him not instantly taking charge. Or at least trying to.

She stopped her ministrations for a second and looked into his eyes with uncertainty. If he didn't want this, he would have stopped this, right? He wouldn't have touched her like that. She could plainly see the barely restrained hunger in his eyes.

She had no idea what made him conflicted. And she definitely had no idea how to deal with it at that moment.

Instead, she smiled at him affectionately. She kept looking into his eyes for a while before he returned the smile and she leaned towards him to kiss him deeply once more. She could feel the unexplained restraint in his touch breaking. His tongue ran over hers in eager motions while his hands both slid down to her backside and gripped her firmly.

They kissed for quite a long while and they were both getting increasingly out of breath as their kisses deepened and turned more frantic each second. When their lips parted at last, she pressed her forehead to his, breathing heavily. She could not help another affectionate smile creeping up on her lips.

"I missed this so much," she whispered, letting her breath mix with his.

She just wanted to get lost in being with him, like she always used to. She just wanted to forget everything and everyone in the world and just enjoy this moment with him. She didn't want to think about anything else.

At her words, Bishop gripped her even more firmly and stood up suddenly from the bed, holding her whole body pressed against his chest. She wrapped both her arms and her legs around him and clung tightly to him, although she didn't need to for long.

He dropped back down on the bed with her instantly, pinning her below him.

Well, that was certainly more like him.

Aeyrin kept her legs wrapped around his waist as he started to grind himself against her. She let her hands fall from his neck when he grabbed her by her biceps and steadily moved to pin her arms above her head, pressing them into the bed.

He dipped his head down to kiss her again, nipping at her lower lip while a low pleased growl escaped his throat.

His stubble scratched the skin of her jaw as he slowly moved to kiss her over her cheek and towards her temple. Then he started to nip gently at the earlobe of her deformed ear before he ran his tongue over it, following by running it across the edge, all the way to the stub left there after the wound.