Will & Tessa \ Wessa

Will & Tessa Train

{The Story Below is Rated M for Mature, and Contains Sexual Content Not Suitable for Underage Readers!}

Tessa entered the training room quietly, watching Will train by himself.

He was barefoot and wearing nothing but his black training pants. 

Will was all lean hard muscle, his upper body glistening with sweat and from her corner Tessa reddened, blushing deeply, remembering his hands and lips on her, exploring her, every possible moment of alone time they could find since getting married.

Will moved unlike anything she'd ever seen when he trained.  His skill was precise, and he was graceful and he was deadly.

He threw a knife that hit its target with a heavy thud and said suddenly, "do you want to train with me, wife?" 

Will turned and grinned and Tessa's heart skipped a beat as his blue eyes fell on her.  She hadn't thought he'd seen her come in but this was Will, and of course he noticed everything.  He always noticed her.

She changed swiftly into her own training gear and approached him.

"I'll be gentle, husband." She smiled.

"I hope not." Will replied.

They trained with swords first, the clanking of steel against steel filling the training room.

But Tessa was distracted and more than once Will disarmed her with an annoyed tsk.

She couldn't help it, he was incredibly beautiful to look at. Every time he moved his muscles rippled under his taut velvet skin. She watched the sweat trickle down the hard defined lines of his stomach. When he bent to pick up her sword more than once she glanced the dimples in his lower back.

"Tessa!" Will growled at one point when he'd barely used force and her sword went flying across the room.  "Seriously?"

"Sorry."  Her cheeks were burning red, not from the exertion of training, but blush red with thoughts of Will. 

Tessa caught his wrist as he started to go for her weapon and he raised his eyebrows.  "No, Will."  She said. "I don't want that."

"Then what do you want?"  He asked gently.

"I want you."

They stared at each other for a moment as the words hang in the air.

Will moved suddenly, blindingly quick, and before she knew it he had lowered her onto the floor of the training room.  Tessa gasped and he grinned slightly, his elbows on either side of her, propping himself up. 

Still, Tessa could feel all of him pressed against her, the heat from his body radiating against every inch of her. 

His eyes were bright blue with hunger as they gazed down at her and her breath caught in her throat. 

"Will... yes..."

His mouth was on hers, in a kiss so deep and full of yearning she responded to it immediately.  Her tongue found his, exploring and tasting him as if it were the first time.  Her hands run up and down his slick back, feeling his muscle and his scars under her fingers.

She wanted him all the time, a need so strong and desperate that Tessa could feel anger course through her if Will was just across a room from her. 

She loved him so much sometimes her heart ached with it.  A feeling that could cause the proverbial butterflies in her stomach to spread to every inch of her body with just a look from him, a simple touch from him or her name on his lips.

Her heart beat picked up speed as he knelt between her legs and with quick fluid movements removed her gear tossing it aside impatiently, his blue eyes full of fire as he gazed at Tessa's nakedness, before he lowered himself down on her again.

They fit perfectly.  Will's lips and hands roamed Tessa's body with a familiarity that made her gasp with unbridled pleasure with each touch. 

He kissed gently and nibbled and kissed firmly and stroked her until she was echoing his name in the huge room of weapons. 

She cried his name in elation until Will shucked off the last of his clothing and slid in between Tessa's legs filling her up.

They moved together, their bodies speaking fluently to one another with unconditional love and passion as they made love throughout the night. 

Tessa knew she added to Will's scars that night, raking her nails down his back more than once, but she couldn't help it. She lost herself in him, maddeningly dizzy with the ecstasy that he gave her, so that she couldn't control her body or her thoughts.

She wanted to climb inside Will, to live in him forever, and she clung onto him like a lifeline, until her body was arching and trembling and shaking beneath him.

Screaming his name like a prayer and a plea for more, "Will... Will... Will!"