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He rolled his hips towards her hand, eager and relieved at her touch, the way she wrapped her fingers around him with just the perfect amount of pressure. "How... could that be bad?" His voice was a little low and purred, and he looked up to her eyes, moving so that he could kiss her softly. "I've missed you terribly. I've missed you that very night, and the morning after. The only bad thing about it was that every thought of you nearly consumed me. I could barely think of anything else."

It was never a bad thing to be told by a handsome dwarf that one was missed. She smiled at him, bright and quick before she lifted up and pressed her lips to his. "Good. Now, put this to good use so I have more things to dream about and keep me up at night." Her hand squeezed him again, her voice breathy as she kissed him, nipped gently at his lip while her legs wrapped around him.

His lips mirrored her smile easily, still there even as he groaned softly at the squeeze, and he returned each of her kisses. "Oh, gladly." And he meant it, of course. There had been plenty of teasing and taunting before, what with the texts, the images they both put into one another's minds. And perhaps it was all a bit rushed and overeager - he hadn't even taken his beads off, for instance - but he did not care about that one bit. They could always take their time afterwards.

Two of his fingers pushed into her, with relative ease and a certain familiarity as well, sliding them into her all the way to the knuckles. His hips moved closer in the process, when she wrapped her legs around him, his length pressed up along the line leading from her hip to her groin.

The sound she made was dirty, a needy groan that slid free as his finger slid into her. She nosed at him, nuzzling against soft blonde hair as she kissed him, freed her hand from gripping him because she wanted to sling an arm around his shoulders. "Oh... god. Fili... please. Just like that."

He gasped softly at the sound she let out, his hand picking up pace as he thrust his fingers into her repeatedly, feeling her muscles tight around them. She was already so wet from touching herself, and from waiting for him to arrive, that he barely felt any resistance at all, the pleasure that gathered in his own groin all the hotter as he remembered how it felt to have his cock inside her instead.

"Just like that?" He could not help the slight amusement, even though the tone of his voice was deep and laden with arousal. "Then... it's enough?"

Her answer was a growl, eyes flashing green as she lifted up, legs wrapping tightly around him, hips rocking against him as she caught his lip between her teeth, tugging lightly. "Never. I'm never going to have enough of you, you wonderful dwarf. I want it all. I want every inch of you inside me. I want to fit you like a glove."

Teasing her was good, amazing even, when he got to see every little reaction he could draw from her. Still, he wasn't so terrible that he would torture her, and thus himself, when they were both clearly eager for something more than just this. He locked their mouths together right at the tail end of her last word, his other hand moving down to wrap around his own cock, and with her hips lifted upwards it didn't take a lot of moving and shifting to press the thick head against her open, his fingers still inside her.

He pulled them out slowly then, fingertips remaining next to her folds as he held them apart, and in one single, slow roll of his hips, he pushed his length inside her instead, gasping breathlessly as he broke the kiss.

She thought for a moment that he meant to fill her while his fingers were still in and there was a mix of surprise, fear, and yet a needy sort of want as well. Fili was a big boy and his fingers were... well. Fili was a big boy everywhere. Adding them in with his cock would stretch her past reason, but she didn't have to say anything, lips caught by his as his fingers slid free and his length took their place.

That, of course, had her groaning. A long, slow moan that was muffled by his lips, but she clung to him as he slid into her, body open for him, nails digging in just under his shoulders before she remembered herself.

Such a thing hadn't crossed his mind, not even for that brief moment when only his head pressed against her. He may not brag but he knew exactly how thick he was, and especially after having already felt how tight she was, he didn't think it would go all that well to do something like that. As it was, when he slid into her, he already stretched her plenty, and he let go of her folds to put his hand on the mattress next to her once more.

The nails digging into his skin sent a spike of energy through him, though, a mix of pain and pleasure that had him crying out, his face twisting as he slid his eyes shut. His hips moved of their own accord then, the white flash behind his closed eyelids enough for him to forget all, and thrust sharply all the way into her in one single move.

"Fuck!" The word was pulled from her by that thrust, the rarely used curse seeming rather appropriate for the moment. It was what she wanted him to do, after all. What she'd been craving since they'd parted ways at the station. He was just as big as she remembered, her body stretching just as it had before -- and it felt just as delicious to do so.

Her mouth moved from his, nuzzling in against his beard, past it, lips dragging over his throat. Her teeth nipped at him, tongue tasting dwarf, sweat, the smoke and heat of the forge, and a hint of metal underneath. She kissed and nipped down to his shoulder, body grinding up against his to let him know he could move. That she wanted him to move. A lot.

He had a notion of what that word meant, though he'd never heard it before in his world, but even so it was something he barely registered just then. She felt too good, their closeness alone enough to take away most his ability for coherent thought, and what little of it he had left quickly dissipated into thin air when she tensed around him, then arched her body upwards to meet his.

On his knees as he was, he shifted so that he was all but sitting on his heels, and her body was the one lifting off the bed instead. His hands moved to her hips and held them in place as he started moving, her wetness coating his length so thoroughly that he had no difficulty at all in pulling out halfway, then pushing back in, groaning and pausing for a second or two before repeating that motion.

The angle was different, but good, her body moving against his in a way that just pulled him deeper into her with every press of his body. She made a low whine, breath panting out of her at the slight sting of him that faded into something so wonderfully pleasurable, she knew she would never get enough. She could feel how wet ha made her with just a little teasing over the phone and that voice licking at her ears when he'd come in. His scent was heady and she wanted it soaked into her, into everything she owned. "Yes," she hissed, hands clutching him. "So good."

He could not gather words of his own, and whenever his mouth opened all that came out were sounds of pleasure, from hisses and pants to louder groans. His head tipped to the side, and he pressed his lips along her neck, down to her collarbones, until he reached her breasts, and his tongue darted out to taste one of her nipples, lips then wrapping around it. All the while he kept moving, fingers curled and digging tightly into the skin of her hips, his body falling into a slow but thorough rhythm as he pushed into her, buried himself deep in her time and again.

She leaned back a little, to give him better access to her breasts and to change the angle of his thrusts. Each one had the head of his cock dragging over that spot inside her that had her clenching tighter, head falling back as her hair brushed over the bed. Her back was bowed, an arching bridge as he held her, slid into her over and over until--

Until he had to hold her as she bucked, her orgasm surprising her. Though, considering she'd spent the last few days thinking of him, it wasn't really that surprising she'd have a hair trigger with him, mouth opening to let out the jagged cry as she came.

It surprised him as much as it did her, though it took him a moment to even realize that she had reached her peak. It was the combination of everything, the arching of her body, the loud cry she let out, the way her muscles clutched so tightly that he suddenly found it a little more difficult to pull out, that showed him what had just happened, his eyes opening to watch her face and body in surprise.

His rhythm stuttered for a few seconds, but then picked back up, continuing to slide deep into her through the entirety of her climax, and then some. Because he was close, but not quite as close as she was, and it took him a little more to get there himself. He rushed now, though, sought only his own pleasure since she had reached her own, and continued to thrust into her spent and sated body. Her oversensitive muscles still twitched whenever his cock slid inside her, faster and harder, until after some good seconds he came as well, spilling inside her and filling her up, his hips continuing their frantic rhythm until he had been milked for all he had.

She moved up to wrap her arm around him, kissing him with a slower, lazier need. Her hands played with his hair, tugging on one of his braids as she gave an intentional squeeze of her inner muscles. "Mm," she purred, dropping light kisses over his face. "That took the edge off."

Not that she was anywhere near done with him. They did have plans, after all.

He stretched his legs out so he could lie on top of her, his hips rolling towards her yet again when she squeezed herself around him. It took a bit of effort to kiss her like that, but he managed, if anything because he wanted to stay just where he was, even if only for a moment longer.

"Yes..." He chuckled, feeling giddy and light from the pleasure still tickling his skin all across. "It certainly helped with some of the tension."

Their couplings were still new, so there'd be kinks to work out, ways of who lies where after what. But for now, she just pet his hair, fingers combing through the strands as she nuzzled him, feeling that tingling i her toes that told her of a good orgasm.

"You weren't actually busy, were you? Because I'll feel bad if you were."

He shrugged at her question, idly kissing her chin and jaw as she nuzzled him. "Not terribly... Nothing that couldn't wait." Otherwise he wouldn't have come. But then again, it was rare for him to have anything urgent to do in this place. Everything was slow, calm, peaceful.

"Good." He was a warm, heavy weight she was starting to like having over her or against her side. Rolling with him, he slid out of her as she did and she wound up straddling him, pinning him to the bed by his shoulders with a sparkle in her eye. "I was thinking of keeping you here for a little while. Giving you some much needed exercise." She gave his belly a prod, teasing him. He was anything but chubby, but he certainly did react to a poke and a tease.

He let out a surprised little yelp as she rolled them over, gasping when he slipped out of her, but in the end chuckling as he let her pin him down to the bed easily. His own hands settled on her folded legs, near her knees, the muscles of his stomach tensing and flexing at the prodding, and he he shot up an eyebrow at her at the remark. "Much needed? I certainly hope you are not saying I'm fat."

"Would I say such a thing?" She grinned and bent down, nuzzling under his jaw, cheeks and body touching him as much as possible. There was his own scent, but sex was in the air mingling with it and it was a heady mix. "A vicious lie. You're incredibly fit. Lean, even." Well, stocky, but in that way that one was when they were a little shorter, but hardy and active. She kissed down his chest, stopping at his nipple and giving it a light graze with the edge of her teeth. "In fact, if you ask me, you could use a little fattening up. I have lots of food and I would adore making you something to eat. In a bit."

And that was definitely the shifter in her talking. Dwarves had braids, shifters had food. Making sure your mate or family members were well fed, well cared for, that was a top priority. Food was part of the courting process for all shifters and she was getting to that point with him where the idea of feeding him was becoming a need.

"Hmm, that sounds wonderful," he murmured with a tip of his head, glancing down at her from where he lay. Dwarves or otherwise, the truth was that one of the ways to someone's heart may very well be their stomach, so the meaning would convey itself, really - much like braids or beads would, when from him to her.

Which reminded him, he still had his own on. For a brief moment, he thought about asking her to do it, but her mouth was so wonderfully busy there, he wouldn't dream of interrupting her. So he tugged them out of his hair and beard himself, letting them fall over the side of the bed as to not bother them, then moved his hands to sift through her own hair lazily. "You look like you could use some more meat on you as well. And... we always have plenty of ways to burn off any excess energy."

"Do you like chicken?" she asked between kisses and nips, hands sliding up over him and just enjoying the way his skin felt under them. "I can do fried or maybe a chicken salad? Or both." Her mouth kissed lower, her nose brushing against the edge of his navel.

Her smile turned wicked, looking up at him as her chin brushed over his spent length. "When it comes to dwarf meat, I prefer that in me... but I'm not against the exercise." Her tongue came out to lick at his skin, that patch between his navel and groin, teeth edging over it after.

"You're making me hungry just talking about it," he chuckled, his eyes closing for a moment as he enjoyed her soft touches and kisses. Especially after what they'd just done, quick as it had been, his body responded to the thought of food even more enthusiastically than usual. Nothing that he couldn't ignore for now, though.

He sighed pleasantly as her chin brushed along his still sensitive length, but he didn't move, simply watched as her tongue darted out to taste his skin. It wasn't enough to get him hard again, but it certainly felt good, his skin still so warm and buzzing with energy, so he was going to enjoy it as it was. "Well... you can have it in you as well. Repeatedly."

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