What's Said in Silence

Sera-XXXVIII

(C.W)

The car turned down a bumpy gravel paved road. Thick forestry lined both sides of the curvy road. Though, most of the leaves had fallen, covering the ground in a sea of orange and yellow. One bump in particular knocked me right into Sam. I gave him an apologetic look and shifted back into my seat, he gave me a reassuring smile before looking back down at his phone. 

Seeing as how Vessel and I had been attached at the hip for the majority of this trip I hadn't paid much attention to my phone. Other than the two texts Vessel had sent me, it had only served to tell me the time. For that, I was thankful. Leaving the country had been a smart idea after all. 

The car pulled up to a large gate. The black metal swirled in intricate designs and there were places where the metal had been chipped, giving it a dated but elegant look. The driver pulled up to a box with a key pad on it. He rolled the window down and punched a code in. The box made a drawn out beep noise before the gates swung open. 

We pulled through and followed the road that led to a rather large house. As we got closer, I could see that it was not just a house, but a castle. An actual, honest to goodness, castle. My jaw hung loose as we drove up to the front steps. It wasn't until Vessel nudged me that I realized everyone else had gotten out. I fumbled with my seat belt before sliding across the seat.

"Now this is nice." IV said with an approving nod. He wasn't wrong. It was a testament to the structures beauty the way that we all stood there, staring up at it in awe. 

"First one in is crowned King!" III broke the silence and began running towards the door, taking the steps two at a time. II, IV and Sam joined in on the race, calling out profanities about how III had a head start and his long legs gave him an unfair advantage. Brothers. I shook my head with a grin.  

"Shall we?" Vessel asked from beside me, holding his hand out, palm up. I placed my hand in his and we made our way up the elegant stairway. I had known Scotland still had castles standing, but seeing one this close was remarkable. The fact that we would be staying here for a few days made something inside me jittery. Five year old me would have burst at the thought of sleeping in a castle.

We stepped through the threshold and the last of my oxygen left my lungs. The corridor was lined with bright oak wood and expanded into a large opening, where a red carpeted staircase met the white tile.  A knights' armor stood at the entrance, as if he were standing guard against intruders.

"This way." Vessel said as he tugged my hand, his hushed voice echoing throughout the interior. He led me down a side hallway that was lined with tall oak-wood doors before coming to a stop in front of one. He pushed the door open, quickly pulling me inside before softly closing it and turning the lock. 

I took a look around the room and saw row after row of books lining the walls. Large wood pillars separated the shelves every couple of feet. A large desk centered the room on a large red and black rug. Off to the side was a large white lounge chair. Though I had never been much of a reader, I had always found libraries to be beautiful and picture-worthy. 

Vessel came up behind me and snaked his arms around my waist, nuzzling his face in the crook of my neck. He began kissing the spot just below my ear, making my eyes flutter shut. I tilted my head to give him better access and he took the opportunity to sink his teeth into the flesh there.

Heat began to spread between my legs as his arms tightened around me. One made its way under my shirt to cup my breast, gently massaging it before sliding my bra down to expose my nipple. He gave it a gentle pinch, earning a gasp from me. 

"Be a good girl and strip for me." He whispered in my ear before releasing me. Immediately I missed his touch but I did as he asked and took off my clothes one piece at a time. Once my panties fell to the floor, I kicked them off my ankle and turned my head until I could see him in my peripheral. 

"Go to the desk and bend over on it." He instructed, his voice growing huskier with each syllable. 

I took slow, deliberate steps towards the desk. I placed my hands on it and slid them across it as I leaned down onto it. The glossy surface was cold against my bare skin, making my nipples that much harder. 

I could hear his belt buckle jingle as he removed it. His hand massaged my back side as he let out a low growl. He reared his hand back and gave my ass a hard slap. It stung but I could feel myself grow more aroused from the contact. The belt clanked against the desk as he set it right by my face.

"One of these days, little fox, I'm going to test that pain tolerance of yours." Another slap to my ass put emphasis on his threat. My thighs clenched together as different scenarios played through my mind. He slipped a finger through my folds, groaning in approval as he did.

"You like that idea just as much as I do, like you were designed just for me." The piercing in the head of his cock rubbed against my clit and my legs trembled in anticipation. He let out a low moan as he pushed himself inside me. My breath caught in my throat as I felt myself being stretched out. No matter how many times we did this, I don't think I'll ever be used to his size, although my body did adjust to it much faster than the first time. 

His fingers gripped my hair at the scalp and he grabbed a hold of my jaw with the other hand, tilting my head back until I could see the edge of his hood. He pushed himself further forward, filling me even more, and placed a kiss on my forehead. 

"Your body has become my favorite thing, so perfect." He moaned as he began to slide in and out of me. My eyes rolled back in pleasure. I enjoyed when he was rough, but when he went slow it just intensified every stroke. My grip on the edge of the desk tightened as he increased his pace. 

"Fuck." He moaned under his breath. He released my jaw and gently pushed my face down until my cheek rested on the desk. He grabbed my hips and adjusted his angle before pounding into me like his life depended on it. 

Beneath me, the desk scraped against the floor. I hadn't thought such a heavy piece of furniture could be moved, but then again, Vessel wasn't holding back. As good as it felt, I already knew I was going to be sore tomorrow. A grin spread across my face as my breath left me in shallow pants. 

"Smiling while I fuck you," He breathed out. "is the single hottest thing I have ever seen." He gave my ass another slap and slammed into me that much harder, which I hadn't thought was possible. My core tightened as my climax drew near. One small adjustment in his angle made him hit a spot that sent shock waves through my body, making my breath catch as my orgasm took over me. 

"Ah, fuck." He growled, his fingers digging into my skin. "That's my girl, come all over me." He kept slamming into me as I rode out my orgasm, blinding me with pleasure. His strokes grew uneven as his own orgasm neared, his moans growing more frequent along with curses. 

He pulled out of me abruptly and hot liquid dripped down my right leg. He rested his head along the curve of my spine, placing a gentle kiss on the skin there. We stayed still for a moment, catching our breath, before I finally raised my head up. The desk had moved a couple of feet, which surprised me. 

He laid his body over mine, careful not to put all of his weight on me and placed his hand under my chin, turning my head to meet his for a slow but deep kiss. The after part is what I had grown to love. We both knew that we would have to return to the real world eventually, but for now it was just us. 

A thought occurred to me, one that I couldn't shake. I had just had sex in a library. Correction, I had just been fucked in a castle library. I didn't even try to stop the grin that took over my entire face.