He immediately knew he hadn't explained himself well. Without a script, Nic often had difficulty saying what he meant. Speaking from his heart, he was sure his intent, and emotion was honest, but from Livia's response, he didn't think he'd gotten his point across.
He chose not to argue with her now though. Part of what she said was true...he would do whatever he had power to do, to protect her. Yet the fact that she had been put in the position of needing protection, based on her involvement with him, was far from any gallantry on his part.
He grinned as her finger touched his lips. For now he would let her believe what she chose to. If things between them progressed, he was pretty sure she'd eventually come to see him for the cad he was. His grin faltered at the thought, but shaking it aside he put himself back in the moment, and kissed her temple.
"Perhaps you're right...the past doesn't need to interfere." Though he really didn't believe that, if she felt comfortable with the idea now, he wouldn't discount it.
As her foot caressed his leg, one of his hands drifted down and promptly stroked her bottom. Her skin really was the softest he could ever remember touching, and for a second he wondered if his hand was too rough against it.
"I'll take your word for that love...maybe if I wasn't so fantastically sated at the moment, I might pursue a discussion on the matter..."
His grin returned, due wholly to her, and he squeezed her close, giving her fanny a separate squeeze.
In addition to his grin, he felt stirrings below that promised something else was again rising, and he chuckled into her hair. Shifting again, he brought his body closer to hers, and pressed his need against her.
"I can't imagine you ever being cold, Livvie." When the nickname slipped out he immediately wondered if he had mis-spoke. He hoped she didn't hate it terribly, but would avoid it for sure if she did.
Pulling her even closer with his hand on her ass, Nic slowly thrust against Livia as his manhood began straining, and building for another release. Without a doubt, even as randy as he was, he never recuperated this quickly before.
"Looks like we both have shown the other new things..."
Second times the charm! (attn: Nic)
Livia putted around her suite, straightening up and lighting a few scented candles. On the table her brand new china gleamed. She only bought two settings but would consider more in the future. It was a lovely cream porcelain with intricate gold leaves scrolling around the outer edge. Rich burgundy cloth napkins sat in simple gold tone rings partially obscuring the plates. Brightly polished flatware gleamed beside both settings, the silver and gold tones meeting with a soft swirl.
Even the table and chairs were new but on loan from the scads of supplies Evenhet kept. The small eating area was in the living room as the dining room was taken up by an extra large floor loom. Succulent smells emanated from the oven where the dinner order was kept warm as MARI had instructed.
Brushing a wayward curl back over her shoulders, she surveyed the room with a pleased eye. It looked cozy, romantic even, which was perfect for the rescheduled dinner for her and Nicholae. Livia was clad in a simple dress in a rich red shade. The slender straps left her back almost bare, giving her a rush of daring in the pit of her stomach. Slingback sandals in a matching red completed her look. Overall it said wanton seductress in big capital letters in her mind, but she simply hoped Nic liked it. Her hair was pulled back from her face at the sides in a small clip.
Rather than sit and worry she busied herself by opening a bottle of wine for the two of them while she awaited his arrival. She tried to forget about the delays Nic ran into last time they attempted to have dinner.
Nicholae
17 years ago
Livia
17 years ago
Nodding in agreement, Livia knew for her that the past was firmly in the past. There was no need for prior experiences, assumptions or pain to interfere now. The two of them were alike in ways that would give them topics to discuss and things to remember for decades and centuries to come. Even if this only lasted a handful of days or years, she felt better for having loved Nic.
After his comment of being satiated the last thing she expected was his hand caressing her in such a sensual manner. It emboldened her to trace his fantastic shoulders with her free hand. The slightly rougher texture of his hands upon her flesh caused shivers to race up and down her spine. She loved how virile he was, so handsome, muscular and with just smattering of curly hairs.
Her heart melted at his absurd nickname for her, though it was much better than some things she had heard lovers call each other. A hot look crossed her face as she felt his hardening manhood press against her thigh.
"You make me burn."
That was all she could gasp as he filled her to perfection once more. Their position caused a sublime friction that caused her head to arch back and a low keening to escape her throat. She felt such heat that she too suddenly doubted she could ever be cold again.
It made her bold and she thrust at him with surprising strength, enough to push him onto his back and her atop his thighs. Kissing him with all the passion boiling inside her, she found her hands upon the sheets for balance. Rotating her hips in a circular motion she rode him gently but with rising desire. This was such an empowering position she felt as she shifted upright, her hands gently caressing his chest and shoulders. Her long hair draped down her back with a flick of her head, probably tickling his thighs. A low moan escaped her throat once more as she closed her eyes in ecstasy.
After his comment of being satiated the last thing she expected was his hand caressing her in such a sensual manner. It emboldened her to trace his fantastic shoulders with her free hand. The slightly rougher texture of his hands upon her flesh caused shivers to race up and down her spine. She loved how virile he was, so handsome, muscular and with just smattering of curly hairs.
Her heart melted at his absurd nickname for her, though it was much better than some things she had heard lovers call each other. A hot look crossed her face as she felt his hardening manhood press against her thigh.
"You make me burn."
That was all she could gasp as he filled her to perfection once more. Their position caused a sublime friction that caused her head to arch back and a low keening to escape her throat. She felt such heat that she too suddenly doubted she could ever be cold again.
It made her bold and she thrust at him with surprising strength, enough to push him onto his back and her atop his thighs. Kissing him with all the passion boiling inside her, she found her hands upon the sheets for balance. Rotating her hips in a circular motion she rode him gently but with rising desire. This was such an empowering position she felt as she shifted upright, her hands gently caressing his chest and shoulders. Her long hair draped down her back with a flick of her head, probably tickling his thighs. A low moan escaped her throat once more as she closed her eyes in ecstasy.
Nicholae
17 years ago
Nic was finding it rather amazing, that after all the years he’d been around, he could still be…well, amazed. Yet the sultry woman in his arms apparently never ceased to do so.
As he gazed into her nearly black eyes, he was still able to see a fire burning so hotly that if he hadn’t known better he would have feared being burned from. Fortunately his fires were well stoked, so instead they seemed to merge, and feed from hers.
While he had thought to move slowly this time, it was no time at all before he knew he had again lost some of his control. She had an effect on him that he knew he would need to learn to manage, or in all likelihood wind up being consumed by. However, at the moment he really wasn’t afraid of being consumed, and in fact almost fought for it. The pleasure building was too incredible to walk away from. Not that he could now, even if her suite were on fire.
As their two bodies pushed and pulled against each other, Nic’s eyes remained steadfast, watching the emotions play across her face. He felt everything, from the weight of her body atop his, and the heat of her core pulling him in, to the wispy trailing of her hair across his skin. Knowing she was feeling much of what he was, increased his pleasure ten fold, and the little sounds she emitted amplified the experience even more. So enthralled was he with her, and the need to bring release to both of them, the rest of the world ceased to exist.
And then it was over.
Everything he had inside poured forth into her, and she absorbed him readily. Unsure as to how it was possible, Nic could have sworn he saw stars at the moment they became as one, bathing Livia in a light that seemed to course throughout her body. Yet he said nothing.
Pulling her down, his lips found hers, and he kissed her feverishly, not quite yet ready to let go of what he was feeling. But as it always did happen, their bodies began the slow spiral downward, until they were both lying quite still. Holding her closely, still lying on top of him, and him still planted inside her, albeit a lot less so, Nic felt such a peace come over him that he knew he could live like this quite happily.
Afraid his words might shatter the stillness, he remained silent, and contentedly listened to the soft night sounds, caressing her tenderly.
As he gazed into her nearly black eyes, he was still able to see a fire burning so hotly that if he hadn’t known better he would have feared being burned from. Fortunately his fires were well stoked, so instead they seemed to merge, and feed from hers.
While he had thought to move slowly this time, it was no time at all before he knew he had again lost some of his control. She had an effect on him that he knew he would need to learn to manage, or in all likelihood wind up being consumed by. However, at the moment he really wasn’t afraid of being consumed, and in fact almost fought for it. The pleasure building was too incredible to walk away from. Not that he could now, even if her suite were on fire.
As their two bodies pushed and pulled against each other, Nic’s eyes remained steadfast, watching the emotions play across her face. He felt everything, from the weight of her body atop his, and the heat of her core pulling him in, to the wispy trailing of her hair across his skin. Knowing she was feeling much of what he was, increased his pleasure ten fold, and the little sounds she emitted amplified the experience even more. So enthralled was he with her, and the need to bring release to both of them, the rest of the world ceased to exist.
And then it was over.
Everything he had inside poured forth into her, and she absorbed him readily. Unsure as to how it was possible, Nic could have sworn he saw stars at the moment they became as one, bathing Livia in a light that seemed to course throughout her body. Yet he said nothing.
Pulling her down, his lips found hers, and he kissed her feverishly, not quite yet ready to let go of what he was feeling. But as it always did happen, their bodies began the slow spiral downward, until they were both lying quite still. Holding her closely, still lying on top of him, and him still planted inside her, albeit a lot less so, Nic felt such a peace come over him that he knew he could live like this quite happily.
Afraid his words might shatter the stillness, he remained silent, and contentedly listened to the soft night sounds, caressing her tenderly.
Livia
17 years ago
Livia could not recall pleasure quite like this and wondered if it was from her years of abstinence or simply the fire between her and Nic. Either way she basked in its burning as they moved together so well.
Reveling in the power and pleasure the position gave her, she moved constantly to maximize it. First she sat at an angle, hips rotating. Then she tried completely upright with firm downward thrusts. But after trying those and more she found her favorite was to lay on Nic's chest and have him do the work. Something about that position, with his knees bent and thrusting hard drove her out of her mind. So much so that she almost passed out when her orgasm did occur.
When he pulled her the remaining distance to rest fully upon his chest and kissed her breathless, Livia's world spun. Slowly the pleasure wound down and she did not feel quite so hypersensitive. But she did feel sublimely satiated. Even so she made a mew of disappointment as nature began softening her lover's perfect member inside her. Nestling her head upon his shoulder, her lips upon his throat, she kissed him languidly.
After many long minutes of snuggling happily together she finally remember their dinner. Sitting slightly upright with a startled jerk she looked at Nic.
"I forgot the food."
Laughing at herself she gently disengaged herself from his grasp. With a kiss to his lips she had a brilliant idea.
"Wait here! I have an idea."
Padding naked to the kitchen she quickly pulled the food from the oven. The round foil container of roasted potatoes and carrots needed a bit of butter, which she added from the tiny packets provided before putting onto a plate. The rosemary roasted lamb she quickly deboned and cut into bite sized portions before adding to the plate. With the food on a serving tray along with the wine she returned to the bedroom. Climbing onto the bed she placed the tray near them both but not atop anyone.
"Your dinner sir, is served."
The tray held the wine glasses and bottle, one plate, two large cloth napkins and the food. Silverware was abandoned in favor of feeding each other by hand the perfect morsels of each item. She tested the temperature of the meat and picked the perfect piece. Offering it to Nic from her small fingers in front of his mouth she could only bask in the decadence.
Reveling in the power and pleasure the position gave her, she moved constantly to maximize it. First she sat at an angle, hips rotating. Then she tried completely upright with firm downward thrusts. But after trying those and more she found her favorite was to lay on Nic's chest and have him do the work. Something about that position, with his knees bent and thrusting hard drove her out of her mind. So much so that she almost passed out when her orgasm did occur.
When he pulled her the remaining distance to rest fully upon his chest and kissed her breathless, Livia's world spun. Slowly the pleasure wound down and she did not feel quite so hypersensitive. But she did feel sublimely satiated. Even so she made a mew of disappointment as nature began softening her lover's perfect member inside her. Nestling her head upon his shoulder, her lips upon his throat, she kissed him languidly.
After many long minutes of snuggling happily together she finally remember their dinner. Sitting slightly upright with a startled jerk she looked at Nic.
"I forgot the food."
Laughing at herself she gently disengaged herself from his grasp. With a kiss to his lips she had a brilliant idea.
"Wait here! I have an idea."
Padding naked to the kitchen she quickly pulled the food from the oven. The round foil container of roasted potatoes and carrots needed a bit of butter, which she added from the tiny packets provided before putting onto a plate. The rosemary roasted lamb she quickly deboned and cut into bite sized portions before adding to the plate. With the food on a serving tray along with the wine she returned to the bedroom. Climbing onto the bed she placed the tray near them both but not atop anyone.
"Your dinner sir, is served."
The tray held the wine glasses and bottle, one plate, two large cloth napkins and the food. Silverware was abandoned in favor of feeding each other by hand the perfect morsels of each item. She tested the temperature of the meat and picked the perfect piece. Offering it to Nic from her small fingers in front of his mouth she could only bask in the decadence.
Nicholae
17 years ago
Loathe to do so, Nic began falling asleep, and while he smiled as he felt Livia's lips against his throat, and saw her through half closed eyes, as she sat up, he was unaware when she finally left the bed.
It wasn't until he felt her weight on the bed, that he roused enough to smell the food, and again open his eyes to behold her loveliness. He would eat, because she had taken pains to prepare the meal, but he doubted anything would ever take the place of her taste on his tongue.
Propping himself up on his elbows, Nic forced himself fully awake, and kept his eyes on Livia. Even when he knew she was handing him a piece of food, and opened his mouth to accept it, his eyes never left her face.
Pulling her fingers in, with the muscles in his lips and tongue, Nic was careful not to nip her too roughly. Even after the meat was on his pallette, Nic retained her fingers long enough to suck every trace of juice from them. How he managed to do what he did, and not drool down the front of his chin was a minor miracle, but he released her, chewed, and swallowed, before attempting the same courtesy.
Taking a few moments to check out what they were feasting on, Nic chose a buttery bite of carrot, swirled it around again in the golden coating, and started moving it toward Livia's lips. Before the bite was close enough, he could see the butter wasn't going to last, and he smoothly rolled onto his side, and moved the tray in time to complete his travel a little more quickly. Unfortunately, the butter still dribbled onto LIvia's breast, before he placed the carrot between her teeth.
As gallantly as he was able, he dipped his head, and let his mouth savor the small, golden liquid from her warm, firm, nipple, swirling his tongue about the peak.
"I do apologize sweeting...but I'm not terribly adept at eating in bed."
And for as long as he had lived, Nic truly hadn't run into many similar situations, from which to drawn experience. He certainly hoped that wouldn't be the case in the future though...he was liking the ceremony a lot.
It wasn't until he felt her weight on the bed, that he roused enough to smell the food, and again open his eyes to behold her loveliness. He would eat, because she had taken pains to prepare the meal, but he doubted anything would ever take the place of her taste on his tongue.
Propping himself up on his elbows, Nic forced himself fully awake, and kept his eyes on Livia. Even when he knew she was handing him a piece of food, and opened his mouth to accept it, his eyes never left her face.
Pulling her fingers in, with the muscles in his lips and tongue, Nic was careful not to nip her too roughly. Even after the meat was on his pallette, Nic retained her fingers long enough to suck every trace of juice from them. How he managed to do what he did, and not drool down the front of his chin was a minor miracle, but he released her, chewed, and swallowed, before attempting the same courtesy.
Taking a few moments to check out what they were feasting on, Nic chose a buttery bite of carrot, swirled it around again in the golden coating, and started moving it toward Livia's lips. Before the bite was close enough, he could see the butter wasn't going to last, and he smoothly rolled onto his side, and moved the tray in time to complete his travel a little more quickly. Unfortunately, the butter still dribbled onto LIvia's breast, before he placed the carrot between her teeth.
As gallantly as he was able, he dipped his head, and let his mouth savor the small, golden liquid from her warm, firm, nipple, swirling his tongue about the peak.
"I do apologize sweeting...but I'm not terribly adept at eating in bed."
And for as long as he had lived, Nic truly hadn't run into many similar situations, from which to drawn experience. He certainly hoped that wouldn't be the case in the future though...he was liking the ceremony a lot.
Livia
17 years ago
As the hours edged closer to dawn and with all the energy they had expended earlier she could have simply gone to sleep. Unfortunately she felt obligated to at least try to feed her lover, simply because that is how she coaxed him here in the first place. She felt good to be offering him a savory bite or two at least.
Eating in bed was always so decadent. She had been treated a few times to such joys a very long time ago, but it had typically been a way to wake up not a way to wind down. As Nic nibbled gently upon her fingers she basked in the sensuous nature of their dinner. A purr of satisfaction emerged from her throat when he finally released her fingers.
Unsure of what he intended as he inspected the tray, she sat quietly. Hopefully he would enjoy all of the items she had gathered for their dinner. As he scooped up a bite of carrot she smiled. When it headed her way her smile turned sultry and hot. Her mouth opened slightly as she licked her lips while awaiting the vegetable.
She watched in female approval as he moved swiftly to protect the bedding. The warm butter went almost unnoticed as she studied his strong arm and muscular chest. The small round bite was soft, savory and with a hint of sweet. Livia almost choked on it as he leaned down to lick up the drip. Watching him from beneath heavy lidded eyes she wondered just what she had gotten them into here.
"I think you are doing just fine. We can learn together."
Once she had a bit more control of her trembling fingers she scooped up a dark brown roasted potato. It looked to be a small fingerling size tuber that had been cut in half. She could even see herbs, that it had been tossed with, upon the outside. This morsel soaked up the melted butter as she dipped it.
The journey from the plate to Nic's mouth was uneventful up until the very end when a single drop hit his chin. Not quite as perfectly placed as a drop to the chest would have been but she abandoned the potato to his teeth and leaned forward. With short licks and one minor bit of suction she cleaned his strong chin easily. A blush traveled across her cheeks briefly but she hoped he did not mind her copying his actions.
Eating in bed was always so decadent. She had been treated a few times to such joys a very long time ago, but it had typically been a way to wake up not a way to wind down. As Nic nibbled gently upon her fingers she basked in the sensuous nature of their dinner. A purr of satisfaction emerged from her throat when he finally released her fingers.
Unsure of what he intended as he inspected the tray, she sat quietly. Hopefully he would enjoy all of the items she had gathered for their dinner. As he scooped up a bite of carrot she smiled. When it headed her way her smile turned sultry and hot. Her mouth opened slightly as she licked her lips while awaiting the vegetable.
She watched in female approval as he moved swiftly to protect the bedding. The warm butter went almost unnoticed as she studied his strong arm and muscular chest. The small round bite was soft, savory and with a hint of sweet. Livia almost choked on it as he leaned down to lick up the drip. Watching him from beneath heavy lidded eyes she wondered just what she had gotten them into here.
"I think you are doing just fine. We can learn together."
Once she had a bit more control of her trembling fingers she scooped up a dark brown roasted potato. It looked to be a small fingerling size tuber that had been cut in half. She could even see herbs, that it had been tossed with, upon the outside. This morsel soaked up the melted butter as she dipped it.
The journey from the plate to Nic's mouth was uneventful up until the very end when a single drop hit his chin. Not quite as perfectly placed as a drop to the chest would have been but she abandoned the potato to his teeth and leaned forward. With short licks and one minor bit of suction she cleaned his strong chin easily. A blush traveled across her cheeks briefly but she hoped he did not mind her copying his actions.
Nicholae
17 years ago
Nic couldn't help but laugh at Livia's mimicking. Her attempt to capture the seductiveness of food in bed was every bit as successful as his had been, but it was the endearing quality that made him laugh.
"And seeing how quickly you learn, I'm sure you'll be an expert, in no time. I, on the other hand, may require a lot more instruction, and training."
He wiggled his eyebrows at her, showing he wasn't going to mind that kind of study at all.
As the feeding and eating progressed, with much more feasting off the plates of their bodies, Nic finally found himself truly sated. Once he had carefully removed the tray, after confirming that Livia was finished as well, he stretched, and rolled over to lie nearly on top of her. He again stretched along her body, and groaned at the feel of her softness, against his angles. Breathing in her scent, which enveloped him like a wondrous cloud, Nic rolled onto his back, taking her along, his arms cradling her close.
"I believe the sun must have risen already, as I'm growing weaker." He kissed her lips lightly, and then her forehead. Tilting his head back to see her eyes, he grinned. "Thank you sweeting, for the lovely night. I hope we can do it again sometime."
He chuckled at the joke, for in his mind that's what it was. As far as he was concerned, it was a given that there would be MANY more such times for the two of them.
"And seeing how quickly you learn, I'm sure you'll be an expert, in no time. I, on the other hand, may require a lot more instruction, and training."
He wiggled his eyebrows at her, showing he wasn't going to mind that kind of study at all.
As the feeding and eating progressed, with much more feasting off the plates of their bodies, Nic finally found himself truly sated. Once he had carefully removed the tray, after confirming that Livia was finished as well, he stretched, and rolled over to lie nearly on top of her. He again stretched along her body, and groaned at the feel of her softness, against his angles. Breathing in her scent, which enveloped him like a wondrous cloud, Nic rolled onto his back, taking her along, his arms cradling her close.
"I believe the sun must have risen already, as I'm growing weaker." He kissed her lips lightly, and then her forehead. Tilting his head back to see her eyes, he grinned. "Thank you sweeting, for the lovely night. I hope we can do it again sometime."
He chuckled at the joke, for in his mind that's what it was. As far as he was concerned, it was a given that there would be MANY more such times for the two of them.
Livia
17 years ago
Their play continued until the plate was as empty as they both wished it to be. Snuggled next to Nic, she felt safe and content to simply bask in the glow their time together caused. She loved it when he stretched out atop her, their flesh connecting at every available inch. With a soft sigh of contentment she held him close. His turn had her giggling but not releasing him from her grasp.
"I doubt anything could sap your strength." Livia mumbled into his neck sincerely.
Tilting her head back slightly she looked at him through sleep heavy eyes. He stirred her more than anything had in decades. Pleased to lay in his arms she chose not to even worry about her heavy sleeping and simply kissed his chin in thanks.
"You are quite welcome my love. I will be looking forward to it."
A yawn ruined the sultry invitation effect she was trying for, forcing her to hide her face in his neck. Since it was so comfortable she did not move another muscle as she slipped into sleep. Feeling protected and loved she had the sweetest dreams.
"I doubt anything could sap your strength." Livia mumbled into his neck sincerely.
Tilting her head back slightly she looked at him through sleep heavy eyes. He stirred her more than anything had in decades. Pleased to lay in his arms she chose not to even worry about her heavy sleeping and simply kissed his chin in thanks.
"You are quite welcome my love. I will be looking forward to it."
A yawn ruined the sultry invitation effect she was trying for, forcing her to hide her face in his neck. Since it was so comfortable she did not move another muscle as she slipped into sleep. Feeling protected and loved she had the sweetest dreams.
Nicholae
17 years ago
Cradling her closely, nestled against her almost as if they were two parts to one whole, Nic mimicked her yawn, and fell into sleep within minutes after Livia had.