Welcome to this enchanting fantasy creation. In this fictional setting, any similarity to any person, place, or thing is entirely coincidental. Every personification in this ethereal place is above the legal age of 18 years old and of sound mind. As fantasy, there may be scenarios that should not be replicated in the real world, without safe and enthusiastic consent. This creation is a deliberate immersion, a slow burn if you will, so if you like the fiery flames of passion to start instantaneously please advert your gaze elsewhere.
(also, this is my 4th submission of Narcissistic Lover, so please be considerate with your constructive criticism. Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy it!)
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The music playlist ended and Oisin looked at Valorie. She was aware of the silence that poured into the space between them. She transposed her position, changing the position of her legs and feet and her foot accidentally brushed Oisin's leg.
"Oh I'm sorry, I am so clumsy. May I have some water, please?" she said as she drew her legs back towards her person.
"You are fine, no apologies necessary." Oisin said as he rose to get water for the both of them. While in the kitchen, he thought of an idea that might make her want to stay over for the night; 'If I could find a way to cuddle with her, I might be able to convince her to spend the night...' He brought the water back to the coffee table and he held out his hand. Confused, Valorie took his hand and he pulled her to a standing position.
"Let's dance." Oisin said smoothly.
"Dance? There is no music playing." Valorie said, suddenly feeling shy.
"Yes, that way we'll always be on beat." he said with a deep chuckle.
His arms encircled her thick waist and pulled her close to his frame. She could feel the rigidness of the muscles in his arms as she was pressed against him. They began to sway to the crackling of the fireplace. In palpable silence, they each took each other's aura in. 'She is so beautiful. She is funny and thoughtful. She smells so good, fuck ... I want her now.' Oisin thought as his member became enhanced. Valorie was feeling suddenly bashful. 'He is handsome, and the vibes are vibin'. I wonder what he would think if I stayed the night?' she thought as he spun her around and pulled her back into him. With her back to his front, he nuzzled into the space between her neck and shoulder and began to leave a trail of soft kisses. Valorie shuddered, she began to feel fluttering in her belly, she felt dizzy and hot. A soft, breathy moan escaped her mouth as he began to kiss the nape of her neck.
'wait... how did he know that is one of my spots? I was already ready, but this might send me over the edge ...' Valorie thought as she attempted to mask the effect he had on her body. Unintentionally, she pressed her butt into his groin and began to wiggle in pleasure. His erect member nestled into the canyon between her cheeks as his onslaught of her erogenous zone continued; his fingers sunk into her flesh as his grip on her waist tightened. 'Damn, I want this bitch right fucking now, I'm hard as fuck.' Oisin thought as his hands trailed up her body and cupped her breast. Valorie gasped in pleasure.
He rolled her puffy nipples in his fingers as she moaned in enjoyment. Oisin began slowly swaying the pair out of the living room. Valorie heard the crackling get softer, she paused.
"Before we go any further, I would like to check in with you. How are you feeling?" Oisin breathed into her ear.
Shudders galloped down her to her core. Valorie turned to face him and leaned in for a kiss. Oisin met her and then their soft lips harmonized. Oisin's hand trailed up her back, found its way into her braids, and pulled her head back. Stunned, Valorie's mouth was agape as her bun became undone. He left a path of fiery kisses from her lips to her neck; her body was ready for him to savor her desire.
In a haze of passionate teasing and kissing, Oisin observed her body's response and slowly walked her backward toward the bedroom. Valorie's back was pressed flush against a door at the end of the hallway; she reached behind her back and opened the door. Oisin continued his onslaught until the bed met the back of Valorie's knees and she sat on the bed. Once seated, Valorie began to unfasten the buckle to his belt, when Oisin's hands grabbed hers and took his belt out of the loops for the jeans. With the belt in one hand, he undid his pants with the assistance of Valorie's eager fingers; his jeans and boxers were pulled down to his feet.
Valorie was greeted by his erect member, she reached for his member and Oisin grabbed her hands and quickly bound them with the belt in his hands. Valorie was surprised with her hands bound and then she was pushed back onto the bed.
"Before this continues, I would like to get a statement from you." Oisin said as he gazed into her brown pools.
Valorie breathed a soft but clear, "yes..."
"Eager aren't you? I didn't inform you of the question that will lead to the statement, yet ... Do you consent to having rough sex with me?" he said with a hint of amusement on the crest of his voice.
"... yes, safeword is Chicago." Valorie said as she wiggled in excitement.
"Oh so you not new to this, you true to this, huh?" Oisin chuckled as he removed his shirt and socks.