One Tail at a Time

Trial of the Spirit - 8

One week later....

Kisses.

It was the only thing on their minds.  Having tasted that first delectable taste, Mo Yuan couldn't leave her alone and nor was she in any position to stop him, because like him, she was thriving on them.  He kissed her first thing in the morning, after breakfast, during the midmorning massage of his legs, again before and after lunch and through the afternoon everytime she got within arms reach of him.  And he was positive she moved within arms reach on purpose too.  Several times, her arm would brush against his or a knee or there would be a reason for her to bend over him to straighten his sleeve, brush the hair from his face or just because.

And each time, he would snatch at her hand and draw her down for more kisses.  And each time, it would get more heated, they would last much longer and the more he kissed her, the more he wanted to take it further.  His hands would begin to roam about her back, shoulders and arms, but always he kept a little part of himself in check.  She had told him she'd not had a man before and he took her word for it, so he was purposely going slowly to ease her into what they both knew was coming.

Now in his arms and in his lap, the kisses continued and though she knew he was taking it slowly for her  sake, she really didn't know how to take it further or to outright ask him for more without sounding dumb.  She had tried by touching him every chance she got, reaching over him in the hope that rubbing her breasts against his face would move it along, she even took her leisurely time massaging his legs while paying far more attention to his upper thighs which she knew was having an effect on him, she could see it most clearly.  

But when she stomped on his feet before making a lot of fuss by forcing his robes up to his waist to fuss over his legs, all he did was drag her back up to kiss her again.  She had no idea what else she could do, so the moment she felt herself being dragged back onto his lap for more kisses, this time she began to grind her bottom down while her hands lightly dragged down his sides towards his sash, which she was tentatively trying to untie.

Snatching at her hand, Mo Yuan held onto her with a vice like grip.  It was actually painful, but she did not back down.  Instead she looked him squarely in the eye, then raising her other hand, she gently forced his head back before kissing up the side of his neck like she had seen others do in the taverns she sometimes visited.  Her fingers were twisted in his hair and though she had no real knowledge of what to do, the soft moaning and the way his hips began to lightly rise beneath her gave her courage to continue.

"Bai Qian, stop...." he whispered painfully at the way her bottom was pressing into him.  If she didn't stop, he knew he would lose control and he really didn't want to.  He wanted to take her when the time was right.  He just wanted to love her enough to get her used to him, trusting him and then hopefully marry him before taking her.  He was an honorable man, and a traditional one, so the way her hand began to drag back down to his sash had him knowing exactly what she wanted.

"Please Mo Yuan..... I want you...." she whispered into his ear before lightly flicking her tongue over his lobe and sending whatever protests he had groaning back at her as her bottom then pressed down on the growing lump beneath her.

The plaintive cry in her voice was his complete undoing.  He hated to see her cry, and he hated her to beg for anything, least of all his loving, so gently pulling her own head back and forcing her lips off him, he lowered his head to her neck and began to gently kiss straight up towards her ear as she had done to him and as her body began to shiver, then his hands lowered to her own sash and pulled gently.

Giving way far too easily, he couldn't help but wonder if she had purposely tied it loosely for his benefit, especially going by the look of triumph on her face when his breath hitched at the sight of her breasts which were barely contained beneath her slip.  She was well endowed and highly aroused because her nipples were already hard and begging for his attention.  He had honestly never seen such beauty in his life.  Under the clothing was a woman of such loveliness, that he couldn't help but stare in awe at the way her eyes began to glaze over at the wonder in his own eyes.