The Power Of Cithrí - A Chaol Westfall Fanfiction

Part 8

Smut warning
I sent a maid to fetch me the most alluring dress she could find and she certainly did well. The red bodice was made of silk, with a silver decorative pattern sewn all over it. The skirt was black, folding outwards around my legs, flowing with every movement I made. However that was not what I loved about it. It was the v shaped neck line that ran down my torso, stopping an inch or two above my belly button. It showed enough cleavage to be sexy but without giving away too much of my dignity. Chaol's eyes turned dark as I walked down the gateway steps, he appeared to love the dress. I held my chin high as I walked to him, I felt on fire, I knew I looked good, and the adrenaline surged through me. His jaw fell open as I stopped by his side, he bowed. "Princess."
"Captain." I teased back, stepping closer. He gulped and pressed his hand to my back, to find it clothless. He gulped and checked my very low cut dress. "You look amazing."
I smiled, running a hand over his jacket, it was a deep marron colour. "You too, I don't think I've ever seen you in anything other than black."
He chuckled, guiding me to the carriage outside, the four black horses stomping they were so eager to move. We hopped into the carriage, sat hand in hand. "Where is Shadow?" Chaol whispered in my ear. It sent tremmers through me. "She is spending the night with Saskia."
He smirked, knowing all too well what that meant. "And where are we going?"
I bit my lip. "A restaurant, a seafood restaurant."

The carriage drew up to the front gate, and Chaol and I walked into the restaurant, his hand running low on my back. "I heard clams are meant to be very good for your sex drive." He whispered as a man sat us down by the window overlooking the city docks. I gagged, coughing on my drink. "Except they are disgusting! I think I'll go for the crab."
Chaol chuckled, as he sipped the wine. "This is lovely darling, thank you."
I blushed, pushing my hair back. "Well I think we both deserve it, you especially."

We ordered food, and talked the night away, Chaol continuously putting me into fits of laughter, his knees pressed against mine under the table. We out stayed everyone else, the last ones in the restaurant, the staff making themselves scarce. I leant over the table, locking my lips with Chaol's, he tasted of rasberry tart and dark chocolate. His hands running up my cheeks. "I think we should be going." I giggled, placing a hand over his mouth as he whined for more. We paided the bill, and left kissing all the way into the carriage, his hands running down the front slit in my dress. He almost sat on top of me, his lips sucking, nibbling and kissing my neck, leaving a trail of hickeys. "Chaol!" I moaned, digging my nails into his knee.
He smirked, moving his hand up my dress, drawing spirals on my inner thigh. "What do you want love?" He breathed huskily, as he pressed his fingers against my underwear, smirking as he found them to be wet already. "You." I gasped, as his finger slipped past the thin cloth and trailed between my folds. He pressed small kisses down my collar bone, as I rolled my head back into the seat. Absorbing every ounce of pleasure he gave me. He pushed one finger into me, rejoicing at the moans that left my lips. He added another, pumping them painfully slow. He kissed my neck so lightly now I could barely feel him, my attention too focused on his fingers. He pulled out wiping them on my leg. "Time to go love." He dragged me out of the carriage, our lips smashing into a snog as we ran up to our room. The door gave way to us, and we fell onto the floor, laughing and kissing, a mess of human bodies merging into one. "Can we try something new?" I asked, as Chaol kissed up my legs. "What do you have in mind?" His breaths covered my skin in goosebumps.

I struggled to my feet, correcting my dress. I heaved Chaol up by his tunic which was unbuttoned ages ago, revealing his ripped chest, the muscles contracting as he followed me into the bedroom. I pushed him down onto the bed, he sat their gawking up at me. "I want to be in charge." I hissed as I crawled onto his lap, I pushed the rest of his tunic off him, and unbuckled his belt.
Chaol puzzled as I kissed up his chest, pinning his arms above his head and using the belt to strap them to the headrest. "Y/n!?" He exclaimed, tugging on the leather strap. "Y/n, let me go!" He whined as I crawled off his lap. I smirked before pulling down his trousers, leaving him naked on the bed. I giggled, and slipped the sleeves of my dress down my arms. Chaol gulped, breathing heavily. "What do you want?" I said, mocking him from earlier. He gaped as I let the dress slip down further. "Please let me touch you." He complained, even his huge muscular torso could not match the belt that held him on the bed. His words made me crave him, I wanted him touching me, holding me, kissing me, devouring me. I took the dress off, hanging it over a chair and turned fo Chaol, cupping my tits as he groaned at the sight of me. I lept back onto his lap, only in mg underwear now. There was adrenaline surging through my bloodstream, and a ball of energy whirring away in my chest. Ready to explode at any moment. I grinded against him, gleaming in his torture. He pulled against the restraints, grunts escaping past his lips, his head rolling back into the pillow. "Stop y/n."
I knelt up, latching his lips in my teeth, covering his face in kisses. "What's the matter Chaol?" I teased, pulling my underwear down my legs.
He grunted, as I took him in my hand, he was throbbing in my palm. I held him carefully, stroking him. But it was pissing me off, my crotch aching for him.
I threw my head back as I lowered myself onto him, Chaol mirrored my feelings, letting out the loudest groan of the whole evening. I began to ride him, the energy ball in my chest erupting through me, as I frantically bounced on his cock. Chaol pulled down on the restraints. "Y/n...." my name was lost in his moans. "Y/n please, stop, stop yourname, let me go." His breath was a huge hot mess of words and sweat. He begged as I roded him, a knot building inside of me. The power I had coarsing through my body, I had never felt anything like this before. I leant forwards crashjng our lips together, reaching up and freeing his hands. They latched to my waist, his fingertips digging into the skin around my hips. He used every inch of his power to slow me down. He didn't last much longer his eyes squeezing shut mouth falling open as he came. The energy erupted inside me and I released all over him. We rode our orgasms out, Chaol sitting up to kiss me. He helped me get off of him, my whole body felt like it was one huge bruise. I shook as Chaol pulled me into his arms. "God, I think you broke me." He panted. I laughed, coiling into him, his thumb running over my Eyllwe rebellion scar. "That was great." I breathed, resting my head into the crook of his neck. He pulled the covers over our sticky bodies. "I want to be in charge next time." He said. I laughed, the image of him struggling against his restraints burning into my mind. "Ok, but I want a chance to be in charge again."
He chuckled. "I think we will see about that."