Inhibited, Exhilarated

Chapter 8

The night smells of sex and tastes warm in his mouth. The light is out, and the shy moon rays outside barely filter through the window curtains, painting the bedroom in tentative strokes of light. It takes a while for his sleepy head to realize. Solas blinks a few times, the distinctive sweet and spicy tang of her flavor still in his tongue and the heat of her skin against his are the first things he notices. She's laying in his arms, he's curled up behind her, holding her tight to him. That's how they fell asleep. He would have gone for a second round if the exhaustion of the day had not caught up with him. She's sound asleep, the soft puff of her breathing on his arm under her neck and around her chest. He holds her closer to him, making her accommodate and exhale a sigh. Her warmth is intoxicating. Solas is drunk. After countless years, Solas is finally drunk again. And she's to blame. He adjusts himself, clinging to her closer still as the soft pull of his foreskin makes him moan. It sends out a lash of pleasure to his core, balling up in his lower belly and twisting it deliciously. He's still hard and his cock is nicely nestled in the crack of her ass. He can't help but smile against the nape of her neck, where he places a little wet kiss.

Ellana moves again in his arms. She turns her head and searches for his mouth. He devours her in a deep kiss, his hips rolling of their own volition. She caresses his scalp and moans into his mouth, turning around to face him, but he stops her.

"Stay just like this," he purrs in her ear, drawing a throaty groan from her. She likes his voice, Solas has noticed through the years working together. He plans to take full advantage of that knowledge.

He parts her legs slightly and ventures a hand to her sex. As soon as he makes contact with her soaking wet folds, she moans and squirms in his arms. He brings her to him, her back flush to his chest and pinches a nipple in his fingers as he kisses her neck. When he inserts two fingers into her, she holds onto his arm around her chest and muffles a cry against his skin. This alone could take him to the peak, he thinks, drunk and lost as he is in her scent and heat. He always dreamt of having her like this, surrendered to him and at his mercy. His hips roll against her ass as he continues to finger her. That's when she ventures a hand towards his cock to pump him slowly. Solas muffles a moan against her neck and shoulders. Her tight fist barely wrapped around his width stroking him tortuously slow, as slow as he's fucking her with his fingers. The whole world is reduced to the moist, lewd sounds his fingers fucking her are making, her soft moans and increasingly rapid breaths, the heady musk of her arousal driving him absolutely feral, the pearly sweat on her hot skin, and the ever growing waves of pleasure her hand on his cock are making him feel. She's molten lava in his arms, wet, hot, and lethal.

She'll be his undoing and he's fine with that. Solas kisses her ear, his own breathing and panting betraying how gradually more difficult it is trying to control himself. To stop himself from rutting against her ass like a beast. He ventures a finger to her asshole and toys there, coating it with her own juices. When he pressures slightly to insert it, she lets out a little cry halfway between pleasure and pain. Fuck! He can feel himself leaking precum, enduring the aching pressure of his balls and the ever growing tension in his lower belly. He coats his fingers in her juices a little more by entering her hot cunt and when he removes them, he attempts to penetrate her asshole again. Slowly and carefully. Ellana moans and melts in his arms, pushing her head backwards to him and holding him by his neck.

"Tell me you want me to stop and I will," he pants in her ear.

"Don't," she gasps, searching for his mouth. "Just be gentle. I've never done it this way."

Solas must bite his lower lip and rein in his hunger. This... This is something right out of his filthiest, wildest dreams. To dominate her like this, to fuck her slowly from behind, to fuck both her holes alternating between them, to feel her squirm and twitch of pleasure in his arms... He kisses the nape of her neck and tries to control his expectations. It's very likely she may change her mind at some point, first time anal sex can hurt if not done well. He knows it. He also knows he's big and he doesn't want to hurt her.