Winter Hearts

Unravelled

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Siana was dreaming. She lay on her side, her leg thrown over her pillow, her hair shielding her face from the sunlight streaming in through her window. She was in that mid-waking state, all deep, slow breaths, her body satisfied with its rest, her eyes never wanting to open.

She was dreaming that she had walked to the edge of the silvery sea, into the depths until she slipped under and sank deep into the blue void, lit only by a single shaft of light from above, cocooned, safe, in her underwater sleep. She seemed to be watching herself as she hung suspended in the dark water, as if she were in the embrace of memories, nostalgias and comfort.

She felt calm, peaceful. Surrounded by the comfort of the water's touch.

There was a pressure at her back, and she took a deep breath to feel its pleasant push against her skin. Then she felt that pressure change, become singularly focused on her - and to her surprise she felt arms encircle her and pull her backwards.

She awoke to find the arms were real, and that someone behind her was pulling her close to spoon against him, nuzzling his nose against the back of her neck. Her body, which had been languid and asleep, seemed to ignite with the memory of the night's proceedings, and she arched her back to fit into his body better, pushing her behind against his crotch and moaning softly.

She heard him sigh softly, sleep still in his body, his hands losing their grip on her as he succumbed to sleep again.

He was out, and Siana was ready for him to be in.

She thought of how he had crawled over her in bed, placing kisses along the length of her body. He had tended to her desire with great dedication, she thought wrily, only stopping to slip on the protection as she watched him. When he had finally leaned over her, she was writhing with anticipation. But he had slowed, a thought stopping him.

Not again, Triple T.

"Have you...?" he murmured, his eyes dark.

"No, never. I mean, I've never gone this far," she said, her leg already hooked around him as he pressed himself against her sex and began to move. She watched his face as the sensations he felt made his eyes close and his mouth hang open. She couldn't help moaning on every breath, and she could see the effect on him was strong, which in turn made her keen with desire.

Finally, he bent his head into the crook of her neck, pausing ever so slightly, before entering her with one even stroke. She felt pain, but it was fleeting, and soon she was matching his movements. The build up had been so long and as he had already had his fill of watching her come, she wanted to the pleasure of doing the same. He was sighing, moaning, gasping as his mouth ravaged her skin, licking, kissing, biting as he felt his climax building. He had gone over the edge with a deep groan, thrusting hard against her and clutching at her body.

They had fallen asleep in each other's arms, too exhausted by the day's events and sated from the pleasuring of each other's bodies. During the night, although they slept peacefully, they would alternately become aware of each other and couldn't help feeling, touching, kissing, grinding.. before falling asleep again. And now, after a sleepy night of unresolved attempts at lovemaking, her body was primed for more.

"Taekwoon-ssi," she sighed, grinding up against him with her behind. She brought his hand to her breast, holding it there for him. At first, it seemed lifeless and she smirked at the thought that this guy was sleeping on her invitation.

Then, she sensed him awaken, and felt the stirrings in his groin as she moved against him. His hand closed around her flesh, and she felt him inhale her scent in the back of her neck. They made love again, gently bringing each other to climax.