Winning Over The Weave Master

Practiced Tongue

Gale was cooking dinner for the camp as usual, he looked over to notice you sitting by the fire by yourself, reading. Certainly had to be one of his books, you were quite the little book thief, not that he minded of course.

Watching you he was awed by how lovely you looked in the firelight and Gods how he wanted you. He couldn't wait to be finished so he could finally get his hands on you.

Feeling the weight of Gale's stare sent a thrill straight to your core. Trying to continue reading was increasingly more difficult since you started picturing Gale in place of the male protagonist in the story. It had you flushing, heart racing.

Gale finished with supper, gathering up two plates, leaving the rest of the food on the camp table for the others.

You watched him walking over,your mouth going dry. He looked incredible in his dark blue and black robes. His long chestnut hair was loose and laying over his shoulders in waves. His chocolate eyes focused on you, there was no mistaking the desire blazing in his gaze. You had to look away, pretending to go back to reading, needing a moment to collect yourself.

Letting him take a moment to settle himself down beside you on the log, your heart skipped as he smiled.

Gale loved the way your soft features would light up, how you got shy when he stared a little too hard. You were just too adorable.

He placed your plate into your lap before leaning to kiss your cheek. It always made Gale's heart skip a beat seeing you like this; so perfectly calm and at peace with yourself.

Thanking Gale with a soft caress on his cheek, you took a bite of the delicious roast he had cooked tonight.

Moaning as the tender meat practically melted on your tongue,the meat was savoury with a hint of sweetness.

Gale's hungry eyes watched you enjoying the meal he'd prepared. His heart swelling with pride to see you enjoying it so much.

The delightful sounds you made had him nearly whimpering with his want of you.

In that moment, the world seemed to fade and it was just the two of you. For a man as desperate, possessive, and obsessed with you in every way, Gale wanted you even closer.

Letting you finish your next bite before he moved your plate aside to wrap his arms around your waist and pull you into his lap. Gale loved how easily you melted into his embrace. His lips curling up into a wide smile before pressing his mouth against yours drawing you into a deep kiss.

You shuttered rocking gently against Gale's body. You couldn't resist grinding yourself intimately against him as you sucked on his tongue, deepening the kiss, moaning your pleasure into his mouth.

Gale groaned when he ended the kiss that left you both breathless. Gently he cupped your chin, having you look up at him. Your pupils were blown wide with arousal, he grinned knowing he was the reason.

" Were you enjoying your book?" His voice was gentle, though it was clear there was a hunger beneath it.

" Oh it is something positively scandalous. It's from your collection. Gale you never stop surpising me." Grinning seductively you leaned closer to whisper, " I would love it if you would read some of these lines to me. "

Gale's eyes darkened slightly with his own growing desire. He leaned close enough for his whisper to be low and intimate. "Oh, is that right? You're going to be the death of me you know that? Which part?"

Gale caught the glimpse of mischief in your eyes, knowing you were thoroughly enjoying this. If he wasn't so madly in love with you, he would've called you out on it.