He ran the tip of his index finger from the bottom of her sex, right the way up. Lori's hips jerked involuntarily as he skimmed across the sensitive, swollen bud at her apex. She laughed breathlessly at her own reaction.
Though she was already more than sufficiently lubricated, Lephas deliberately avoided any penetration; though he ached to know what he might have the pleasure of sliding inside one day. Instead he focussed his attentions where he knew from experience they would be more welcome.
He adjusted his hand into a more comfortable position and, using his thumb and middle finger, spread her sex open to him a little more.
Lori panted softly, opening her legs further. It was the only encouragement he needed. Lephas brieflydipped his index finger back down to her core to gather the wetness that had bloomed there, before gently brushing it against her most sensitive spot.
After a few trial circles, he was confident he had his fingertip where she wanted it. He sped the movement up a little, changing between lazy circles and gently stroking back and forth, up and down.
He would give her a bit of time to adjust and determine which way she liked the best. He was sure she would let him know, one way or another.
Lephas leaned over to capture her mouth once more. This time the faerie failed to kiss him back. She was considerably distracted; her lips remained pressed together, her body tensed and breathing shallow. Her nails dug into his forearm. The demon moved on to trail soft kisses over her cheek.
“Is that alright?” he whispered and kissed down from her ear to her neck.
Lori didn't answer, just moaned wantonly. He was going to take that as a yes. Lephas fought a grin and continued to pepper kisses down to her shoulder and back up.
It wasn't long before the faerie was impatiently rocking her hips in a silent request for more. Lephas took the speed of his stroking up a few notches whilst tryingto keep his touch as gentle as possible.
Lori's trembling intensified and she turned on her side, hiding her face and resting her forehead against his chest. Soft cries and moans escaped her with every stroke.
He was so hard it was almost painful but he held steadfast. She had made no attempt to touch him and he wasn't going to push that on her. Not yet at least. Besides, he wasn't in this for himself right now.
“Oh, please!” She squealed. “Don't stop.”
Lephas groaned. He couldn't wait to hear her say things like that when he was inside her. That would probably finish him off, right there.
Lori gasped and shook, spreading her legs wider still. Though his wrist had long begun to ache the demon pushed on, desperate to see her reach a climax.
With his free hand, he brushed the hair from her face. He knew she was getting close now and he wanted to see her, to watch her face when he got her there. She fought him, trying to hide away.
“Let me see you,” he panted.
“No! I can't, I just–”
“Don't act like you're all shy,” he chastised with a breathless laugh. “A bit late for that, isn't it? Let me watch you come. Don't hide from me now.”
Lori paused for a moment before begrudgingly rolling over so she was flat on her back again, with both knees raised and spread. He had never seen her face so pink and sweaty, even when they had been running for their lives just the day before.
She scowled at him but he soon erased it. Her ire dissolved into ecstasy as he petted her faster still.
He watched her pert breasts rise and fall as she fought for breath, her hard nipples showing prominently through her tunic.
“So close...” she hissed between gritted teeth, her brows knitted with pleasure.
Despite his initial intentions, Lephas' desire finally overcame him. He moved his hand and pulled away from her apex. In one smooth motion, he slid his middle and ring fingers inside her. He had barely breached her entrance when she came - hard.
“Lephas!” Lori growled through her teeth.
If he had been a younger man, Lephas didn't doubt he would have come right there along with her, no assistance needed. He barely held onto his self-control.
She was hot, tight and unbelievably wet inside, just as he had imagined she would be. Her internal muscles clamped down around his fingers with the tell-tale rhythmic force of an orgasm. One she had apparentlybeen in desperate need of.
He watched her face, entranced by her. All too soon her body slumped, growing heavy with relaxation and he knew it was over. He pulled his fingers free, enjoying the soft moan he earned whilst doing so.
As soon as he had wriggled his hand free, Lori snapped her thighs shut. She lay back, catching her breath and still trembling. Lephas rolled onto his own back beside her.
Neither of them spoke for long moments, just stared up at the roof of the lean-to. Lephas waited for the blood pounding in his ears to fade.
