A Court of Hope and Anguish

Fifteen

Mature content Ahead

warning im not the best as smexy stuff so don't be too harsh.

Nesta felt a pooling ache as she stood there against the warm wall of the showers. Her boots and clothes soaked. Cassian, naked stood above her. The kiss they had shared still felt fresh on her lips. Cassian stared at her taking in her face as her hands trailed along his midriff. His skin both soft and rough with scars.

He seemed to groan under her touch, the sound echoing in nesta as she watched his mighty chest move with the uneven breathing. She wanted to touch him more, she wanted to feel and see all of him. Her hand reached down and felt his war, hard length now within her hand. She had read many stories about how to do things like this. With all her partners she had never wanted to try. But now here with him. It was different. She felt something here, something she had searched for in countless lovers. She didn't hold back as she tried out what she had learned in her stories.

Her hand glided along him and her grunted as he let his head lean against the wall next to her shoulder. His heavy breaths whispering past her neck. His other hand found its way down to guide her own down below. She reached up with her free hand to caress the wing that had moved to almost shelter them from the outside world. As she felt him with both hands on both length and wing he shuddered and he finished on her hand and soaking dress. It washed away as quick as it had come.

Her mouth was dry with need as he brought that hand up to his mouth and kissed. His eyes seemed to drift slowly down her body as he did. The clothes on her suddenly all to heavy. She gave cassian a smirk.

"If you want them off so bad, take them off." She said like giving a command. Cassians eyes gleamed with a devious twinkle but still he got down on his knee and pulled off her boots. He flung them into the next shower over. He didn't stop as his hands dragged up her legs to the waist band on her thighs up the button on her dress. He popped them one at a time. The top slowly coming loose. The way he was on his knee made it seemed as if he worshipped her. And maybe in this moment he did.

He slip the now loose dress off her shoulders and it fell to the floor with a wet splat. the dusty rose colored fabric dark and heavy. He moved it away from her and his hands roamed up to just above her waistband. He paused there for a second before he looked to her. His silent look a question. She nodded and within that second his thumbs slipped under that waist band. He pulled down the stalkings tell they graced the floor. The swiftly removed to be added to the pile of soaked clothes. His hands never leaving her skin trailed back up so they were just under her breasts. He brought both hands up to cup her breasts, being so careful. He leaned forward and put a kiss just above the apex of her thighs. That singular movement had her fingers in his hair to steady herself. Never had she experienced this. This powerful surge of lust and need that had her legs weak. He didn't give her time to think before he let his thumbs and pointer finger grab her peaked nipples with a small twist. Nesta groaned and arched a bit on the contact. She was so completely at his mercy. His mouth now deeper onto her as one hand came down to spread her legs. She moaned softly at the activity.

After only a minute or two nesta climaxed with a shudder and cassians name on her tongue. After a few seconds nesta recovered and pushed him back. She turned him so he sat on the ground against where she had just stood. He looked up at her the water now going a bit cold. The cool water bouncing off her chest, her nipples quickly perking further. He reached up and turned the water off. Now with the silence she could hear his ragged breathing. She could hear her own.

She stood there for a moment, her need her him growing as his length stood tall. She moved without much thought and looked to him in the same question he had asked of her. He nodded and she positioned herself and slipped him inside of her. he groaned as she did. After a moment she had adjusted, she began to move. As she sped up she gripped his shoulder and his found home on her thighs. A great powerful force knocked into her, not her but her mind. Cement forming around that bond. The mating bond. The bond she had felt, that now felt like a glowing beckon. Any premonitions , any doubts she had seemed to fade away. Cassians face held a similar emotion as she looked at him. She continued to move, something building in her. Deep and explosive. She moved faster as cassians groans told her he felt the same.

They finished together and nestas head fell onto cassians shoulder. He reached up and placed a hand on her head. She just let herself breath in his scent. He hadn't been lying about him being her mate. She could feel that bond. She nestled into his neck and let out a breath. She could feel him start to say something and she groaned.

"Don't you dare ruin this cassian." She commanded. He let out a laugh. She sat up to look at him and he smiled devilishly.

"I was only going to say I told you so." he quipped at her. She rolled her eyes and shook her head. She froze and her head snapped to her clothes.

"Uhm how am I getting home.?" She asked quickly. He looked at her confused then followed her gaze. He mumbled a curse them over to where his clothes were piled on the other side of the room.

"You will wear my clothes and I will wear my syphon armor. " He offered. She sighed then nodded.