Sealed In Darkness

5. Sennight's Beckoning

Zhang, Zor Empire. As/A Year: 3085.

Milen Geyr

¶The room was cold and barely lit; flickers of orange and yellow were splattering on the wall from a few burning candles illuminating what it could of the room, as well as upstaging the thick scent of rosewood and cinnamon that tangoed in the air.

Czarina sat straddled on a wooden chair, as Milen's head sunk deeper into the middle of her hips. A tall mirror stood to the left side, leaning against the colored wall, one which she'd occasionally turn to, to steal glances at the entirety of Milen's dexterity caught by the mirror, with gasps and near stifled moans that escaped her throat.

The mirror revealed her naked, and a purple silk scarf binding her wrists to the chair arm, with her legs shot forward and her toes twinkling in and out as he ravaged her.

Her eyes clenched tight, as her chest popped high, arching her back and tilting her head backwards, with her breast pointing to the ceiling. Her hips slightly ascended too, pulled away from the seat, causing Milen to equally adjust. Having shifted to fit, he slowly pushed his hands towards her cleavage and fondled her breast, while he continued slaying her with his tonguing.

Czarina struggled to free her hands, forcing them to reach for Milen's head as she planned on shoving his face deeper into her thighs, but it was futile. Fruitless, her fingers then clasped the curved polished edge of the chair arm, her teeth gritted as she swallowed a screech. Her chest pounded and her breathing sped higher, and unable to contain it, she let out a scream that leaped from her throat, and her hips began to convulse and jiggle voraciously, until finally, she set loose a sigh, her breath calming, and her legs reached for the ground once again, with her lid peeling apart.

Her face strained for Milen's and he hoisted, met hers, and gave her a kiss.

Milen smirked and said.
"I'm nowhere near done Czarina."

A wicked smile dragged its claws on Czarina's face as he stood. He undid the silk that caged her hands, pulled her up and led her to the edge of the bed, where he walked into her skin, and planted his lips on her's again.

"Are you ready?" His eyes asserted as it dug into hers, and she responded with a satisfactory nod. "Then I'll do all the heavy lifting." He forced up his tshirt, exposing a long line of scar that ran across his broad chest. "So, be a good girl and dance for daddy, okay?" She nodded affirmatively.

Milen then pushed her unto the bed and mounted her. He started with a deep passionate kiss and slowly moved to her chin, and then to her neck where he licked and sucked, before picking his way through her cleavage to her navel with his tongue, where he stole a good chunk of time before journeying further to her thighs, slowing feeling the warmth and tender skin underneath with his face.

"Hm! That's...That's it-" She softly said while throwing off groans rigged in the intensity of the moment.

Pleasure at times like this were best savored, knowing it could be your last, and both Milen and Czarina ensured to relish in its wealth as though their lives were in trade.

He paused at her loins and took a moment to sink his head into it again, which caused another outburst of pleasurable moans from Czarina. He then flipped her over, having her lay face down, and her hips straight and knees brushing against the flowery sheets underneath. A smug riled on Milen's face as he looked down at her with countless images shuffling through his mind. A sinister giggle rumbled from his mouth, following with his fingers attacking his belt until it unbuckled, he unzipped and let his trouser fall, then he dove in for more...