Two Burning Flames

Part 12

Aellys stirred awake to the sensation of the bed shifting beside her. Blinking away sleep, she saw Cole running a hand down his face, lost in thought. "Criston," she murmured softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

His head snapped around, surprise etched across his features at hearing that name. But just as quickly, the shock melted into something deeper-a longing that mirrored her own. Aellys turned to face him fully, extending her hand, inviting him to take it.

Cole hesitated for a heartbeat, as if weighing the gravity of her gesture against the silent tension in the room. Slowly, he reached out, his fingers intertwining with hers, warmth flooding through their connection.

"Aellys," he breathed, his voice low and earnest.

"How long have I been asleep?" she asked, her brow furrowing in concern.

"Just a few hours. It's barely morning yet," he replied softly, gesturing toward the window that revealed the still-dark sky outside.

"Stay with me?" she pleaded, searching his eyes for reassurance. She wanted him, needed him; she only ever felt safe when he was near.

When he didn't respond, she pushed the covers aside, revealing her purple silk nightshift, and climbed onto his lap, resting her legs on either side of him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, instinctively seeking his warmth. Cole's hands found their way to her small waist, holding her in place as a mix of emotions played across his face.

---For a moment, they were enveloped in silence, the weight of unspoken thoughts hanging between them. Aellys felt the familiar flutter in her chest as she looked into his eyes, searching for the comfort she so desperately craved.

"Why do you always look so torn?" she finally said, breaking the stillness. "You can be here with me, Cole. Just... let go for a moment."

He hesitated, the intensity of the moment clashing with the shadows of doubt lingering in his mind. "You know this is complicated." he murmured, his gaze drifting away from hers as if seeking an escape.

"Complicated, but what of we made it easy" she urged gently, brushing her fingers against his jawline, coaxing his focus back to her. "It's just you and me here."

At her words, a flicker of something ignited in his expression-a mix of longing and fear. He leaned closer, his resolve wavering. "Aellys, I-"

Before he could finish, she pressed her forehead against his, grounding them both in that intimate space. "Please, Cole."

With a deep breath, he closed his eyes, savoring the closeness. "Okay." he whispered finally, the tension in his body easing just a fraction. Aellys's lips brushed softly across his cheek and then to his lips. With each gentle movement, she became more aware of the undeniable desire between them.

He kissed her tenderly, his fingers sliding down her sleeve, causing the fabric to slip from her shoulder pooling around her waist. His large hand glided up her back, pulling her closer. Aellys responded instinctively, tugging at his shirt until it slipped off, their kisses igniting a fire between them as they explored each other's skin.
they gazed into one another's eyes, an unspoken understanding passed between them. He withdrew his hand briefly to release his cock from his pants, then lifted Aellys gently, aligning her center with his tip. She sank down slowly, both of them gasping as her tight cunt stretched to fit his size. Aellys felt a rush of warmth envelop her as she settled onto him, their bodies fitting perfectly together. She could feel his heartbeat against her, a steady rhythm that matched her own quickening pulse.

He gripped his hand to the back of her neck, grounding her as they moved together, each gentle thrust sending ripples of pleasure coursing through them. She buried her face in his neck, inhaling his scent, a mixture of warmth and something uniquely him. It calmed her, yet ignited an insatiable hunger within.

"Don't stop," she begged breathlessly, her words laced with urgency. He tightened his grip, responding to her plea, their movements becoming more synchronized as they built their rhythm.

As their breaths quickened, he lifted Aellys slightly, their eyes locking once more. His hand snaked lower resting his palm at the top of her ass. She placed both hands on his shoulder and began rock her hips on her own, picking up her pace as she drew almost completely off of him then slamming herself back down. After a few seconds of her teasing, Cole couldn't hold back anymore, his hand left her ass and wrapped around to her shoulder pushing her down in brutal thrust. "Oh gods YES , YESSS AHH" she moaned out gripping his hair in her hand and smashing their lips together, he sucked in her tongue then she bit his bottom lip, a battle of dominance until finally she lost, Surrendering to the intense waves that made her pulse around him.

"FUCKK Aellys." Cole groaned out, spilling his seed deep inside of her.

They sat in silence for a moment, enveloped in each other's warmth. Then, with a gentle strength, Cole stood up, lifting her effortlessly as they made their way to the washroom. He set her down at the edge of the tub and tenderly began to clean her skin where the his cum began to leak down her thigh, his movements careful and loving.

She watched as he discarded the cloth and filled the tub with warm water, he lifted her once more, cradling her as he placed her gently into the soothing embrace of the bath. Climbing in behind her, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close against him.

The water shimmered around them, reflecting the soft glow of the bathroom candles that were lit. Cole could feel Aellys relax against him, her tension melting away with each gentle ripple. He held her securely, their bodies fitting together perfectly,

"Is it warm enough?" he asked softly, brushing her long hair to one side of her neck.

Aellys nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "It's perfect," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. She leaned further against him, savoring the warmth and safety of his embrace. Cole couldn't help but admire her. The way the water glistened on her skin, the delicate curve of her neck, and the serene expression on her face all captivated him.

"Aellys," Cole began, but she turned to face him, cutting him off.

"Let me go first." Aellys said, nervously biting her bottom lip as she took a deep breath to steady herself. "I know what we talked about the other night, but the truth is, that's not what I want at all."

Cole was taken aback, his heart racing, yet he remained silent, allowing her to continue. "I want you, Cole-truly, in any way I can have you. This isn't just a one-time thing for me. I crave you as a woman would her lover." She paused, searching his face for any sign of his feelings. But when he failed to say anything she began to speak again, "I know you might have reservations about the age difference, but-"

Before she could finish, Cole closed the gap between them, capturing her lips in a breathtaking kiss. When he pulled away, he looked into her eyes as they slowly fluttered open. "I'd be a fool to let you slip away from me. You're everything, Aellys. You've occupied my thoughts every single moment, and it's got nothing to do with the age difference, I also desire you as a man would his lover."

It was all Aellys needed to confirm their mutual desire. With that, they shared another kiss, sealing their unspoken relationship. She turned, resting her head against his chest as he began gently washing her. "We need to be careful about this," He murmured. "I don't want us to end up like Princess Rhaenyra and Ser Harwin Strong."

"How treacherous that would be," she teased, taking the cloth from his hand to begin washing him in return.

"Aellys, if you ended up pregnant with an illegitimate child, who knows what might happen."

"Fortunately for you, my future husband has dark hair and eyes not too different from a certain someone I know. If we did have children, it wouldn't be so far-fetched to think they'd be Jacaerys. Rhaenyra was just foolish to choose someone so unlike her actual husband," Aellys replied seriously, turning around in his lap to face him as she washed his chest and abs.

"Aellys, I'm being serious," Cole said, his tone grave.

"As am I, Criston," she replied sweetly, giving his lips a gentle peck as she continued to wash him. The sound of his name on her lips brought a playful smile to his face. In a swift movement, he snatched the rag from her hand and began to tickle her. Her laughter echoed in the room, nearly overwhelming her, until their faces drew close together, compelled by an irresistible urge. They kissed, losing themselves in the moment for what felt like hours, reluctant to leave the bath even as their fingers grew wrinkled and pruned.