The Land Below our Feet III (Legacy)

HEATED

The warrior sat rigidly on the rustic bench with his glassy sight fixated on the armory’s wall as his hands moved mechanically, sharpening the large knife that he held tightly in his palm.

-I doubt you will be needing all of those tonight, Ussi – Souna said as she approached him gingerly, gesturing at the set of neatly aligned weapons that rested on the table beside him – The spirits are not that heated among our guests… At least not yet.

-Better have them ready anyway – The golden-haired man sighed, averting his swollen eyes from hers – You know I like to be prepared.

-I also know that you always come down here to work on them when you are feeling restless... Or upset – She muttered, pulling his strong jaw up with her finger and inspecting his saddened face – He didn’t mean it, Love. He is just going through this really obnoxious rebellious phase.

-He has a point – Ussiariah commented. Clenching his jaw and tightening his grip on the blade’s handle. His knuckles whitening even more – We are hoarding our weapons just as my people once did… And that got them killed, did it not?

-That is not true – She reasoned, grabbing his hand and gently prying his fingers open, then taking the knife away from him and slamming it on the table – Nobody in Enhisieh knew how to handle a gun when that tragedy happened. We do… Plenty of us! It is not the same thing at all!

-But what if he is right? – The warrior cried out, looking at her with crescent uncertainty – What if that is insufficient? Maybe there is still something that I am failing to see… What if I fall short?

-Then you will figure it out, Ussi – Souna smiled with resolution, pecking his cheek – You will find a better way. I know you will, just like you always do.

-How come you are not worried in the very least? – He smiled back at last, surrounding her waist with his enormous arms and pulling her towards him.

-I am – She breathed out, sliding a finger down his chest – Just not about you being able to protect us, Love… I am worried about him. He is hurting. Badly.

-I know – He groaned with concern while distractedly inhaling her scent and closing his eyes – And it breaks my heart that we can’t seem to get through to him, no matter what. Nowadays, it feels like I can barely talk to him without setting him off! Where did my boy go? Everything was so much easier when he was a little child.

-Maybe he’ll reach out – Souna pondered, her voice regaining a bit of optimism as she spoke – I say we give him some space, at least for the time being… You know he has always been a little bit reclusive. If we push him too hard, we will only end up driving him away for good.

-Fine – Ussiariah agreed, squeezing her a little harder and letting out a deep breath – Let’s do that then… See if he comes around. Now about our other matter of concern, how heated did you say the spirits are up there?

-Oh… I would say they’re rather tepid – She replied in a playful tone, running her hands over his hard pectorals and pouting her lips – I must confess I’m a little disappointed to be honest… With so many egos in dispute, I would have thought that we would have had more action by now. But apart from Savghor´s shenanigans, everyone seems to be on their best behavior so far.

-Ah, so you want a little action, uh? – Ussi teased her. Leaning suggestively towards her and making her giggle in response – because I don’t know about them, but I sure as hell can misbehave.

Souna didn’t reply, instead she grabbed his neck and kissed him fervently with a relieved sigh. Her eyes closing as she savored him and let all her worries slip to the back of her mind.

She felt him pick her up and carry her effortlessly across the room, a shiver running down her spine when her back made contact with the cold surface of the rough wall behind her.

A warm sensation spreading from beneath her abdomen and radiating to her lower extremities as she locked them instinctively around his hips. A faint moan escaping her as she noticed his hands fondling her breasts hungrily through the fabric of her elegant gown.

-I’ve been wanting to do this all day – He heaved against her neck, licking it up lasciviously – Ever since I saw you appear in the hall wearing this thing.

-So, do you like my new dress? – Souna asked absentmindedly, rolling her eyes back as she felt his wet tongue slowly trailing towards her jaw – I had it tailored specially for today’s occasion.

-Oh, I hate it – He bluntly declared. Reaching for the multiple heavy layers of cloth and pulling them up her waist so he could finally access her nether regions – It’s huge! I simply kept fantasizing about ripping it off you.

-Don’t bother – She replied. Helping him kick her underwear off her feet and eagerly dragging him towards her by the waist – Just come here and take me already!

He wouldn’t be told twice. His lips immediately colliding with hers as he anxiously devoured her mouth with an insatiable appetite. His passionate kisses barely leaving her any room to breathe between labored gasps as he managed to guide himself inside her despite the pile of fabric that now surrounded them left and right.

Bracing herself, she focused on the pleasuring ache that invaded her as he made his way, inch by inch, farther and farther in. Her head rolling backwards as she got lost in that delightful feeling, giving into it with all her senses.

Her hands soon finding the bare skin of his shoulders that his armor left uncovered and sliding her fingertips down this smooth but still firm area, her nails digging into it with vehemence once he began pushing himself harder and harder within her core.

The familiar aroma that emanated from him almost intoxicating her as she greedily inhaled his delicious scent in a futile attempt to retain it inside her forever… Her goal evidently frustrated a second later when she inevitably had to exhale.

So, she kept on going, breathing in and out... Clinging to his powerful essence and rendering herself on the verge of hyperventilation.

Her taste buds relishing the subtle underlying taste of rich wine that impregnated her tongue as it conscientiously intertwined with his.

Her eyes absorbing every little detail of his dimly illuminated features. From the slight wrinkle that formed in the middle of his forehead as he pelted her rhythmically, to the bright sparkles that danced inside his dark pupils as he stared at her in complete concentration with a seductive smile adorning his lips.

The gratifying sound of his absentminded grunts ringing in her ears and an electrifying tingle rushing down her drenched thighs once she recognized the signs of his nearing climax.

Hearing him immersed in such mesmerizing ecstasy, she would end up unleashing her own loud release in no time as she held onto him tightly and witnessed his enthralling pleasure with wide open eyes.

-Turn around, please – He requested, once the last of her squeals had subsided, pulling briefly out of her, and positioning himself behind her while he held her hands firmly against the wall and uncovered her rear – I just need to have you like this right now.

In a single fluid motion, he rammed himself inside her dripping wet slit once again and began pounding her with increasing speed, until she felt him stiffen a moment later and a choked cry erupted from his chest.

-Speaking of heated… - Souna mumbled, gasping for air as she let herself slide against the wall once he tremblingly stepped away from her. Dizzily bursting into an exhilarated laughter.

But her silly endorphin-induced smile would soon merge into a worried frown when they both heard a loud commotion coming from upstairs, followed by the undeniable sound of yells.