I grinned. “Well, I'm glad we're both grateful for each other. How are you, Rath? What else have you been feeling lately? Going through? Anything I can do for you?”
Rath sighed. “I probably shouldn't tell you this, but I spend most of my time worrying about you.”
“You do?”
“You frown a lot, love.” He rubbed a fingertip between my brows, pointing out how I was doing it at that very moment. “You seem distracted. Maybe even sad.”
I smoothed my forehead, took his hand, and kissed his fingertip. “I'm not sad. And I'm sorry I scowl so much. I'm often thinking about the war.”
“I know. I wish you wouldn't.”
“You wish I wouldn't?” I chuckled. “You're the one who pushes me daily to train. How can I not think about the war?”
“I'm trying to prepare you. Protect you.”
“I know. But it focuses me on the war.”
“That is not all we do, Ember.” Rath's hands kept moving, stroking me soothingly. “Training only lasts a few hours. The rest of our days are spent as we wish to spend them. That's when I want you to relax and forget about what we're working toward.”
“Well, maybe you can help me with that.” I grinned wickedly.
“I wanted to just be with you,” he whispered. “Talk to you.”
“Nothing more?” I rolled my hips against him.
Rath chuckled as he bent his head and then, in a low, thrilling voice, said, “It's been a while since I've had you to myself.” His hands went to my belt. “I do have a few fantasies I'd like to explore.”
“You do?” I pressed kisses to his face.
“I do.” He tossed my belt aside.
Rath removed my tunic next, and his hands felt even warmer than usual on my skin, a sharp contrast to the cool night air. He flung my tunic down behind me, then stood up and drew me to my feet. Taking his time, he circled me, fingertips trailing over me. When he got behind me, he briefly pulled me against his chest, one hand holding me across my belly while the other played with my nipples.
“You're not going to tell me about your fantasy?” I asked.
“No. I'm going to show you.” He nipped my earlobe.
Rath suddenly pushed me forward, and I cried out. But I was caught by a cushion of Air Magic before I hit the ground. Air condensed around me, tugging at my pants and boots, removing the rest of my clothing until I hovered before my lover naked and face-down. Rath licked his lips and undressed as he stepped to the side, getting a better look at me.
“Uh, this feels odd,” I said.
Rath pulled a vial of oil out of his pants before discarding them. He came to stand at my head, and I was lowered as I spun, turning face-up. His cock presented itself to me, the tip brushing my lips. I didn't need more inspiration than that. Eagerly, I opened my mouth, flicking my tongue over him as my head fell back into the best position. Supported and comfortable, I sighed as Rath stroked my lips with his weeping tip. Gently, he pressed it into my mouth. Then deeper. I moaned around him, my cock twitching in the cool night air.
“My sweet Ember,” Rath murmured and pumped into me. “I love having your lips around me. Your mouth is so hot.”
I sucked at him. Drew him deeper as I groaned. My hand went to my cock and stroked it as Rath moved into me, in and out, in and out. So considerate. Sweet. I grabbed his ass with my free hand and pulled him deeper.
Rath laughed softly and gave me what I wanted, thrusting faster into me. But then he stopped and pulled out. I licked my lips and panted, watching him move away. My lower half rose to the level of his chest while my upper half lowered. I stared up my torso as Rath's magic adjusted me, pulling my legs apart and even spreading my ass cheeks while he moved into position between my thighs. I moaned as a tunnel of air compressed around my cock.
“Great fuck, Rath,” I gasped.
And then I heard the slick sounds of him lubricating himself. Before I could angle my head to look, he was pouring the rest of the oil over my entrance. Rath tossed the empty vial aside and got to work rubbing the oil into my flesh. A slender finger invaded me, pumping slowly, then stretching my ring of muscles.
“Rath,” I panted. “Rath, please.”
My hips lowered and his finger drew out of me. My body leveled off, my ankles coming to rest on Rath's shoulders as my ass snuggled in against his erection. His slick erection.
With Air holding me aloft, Rath was free to angle himself at my entrance. He pushed gently, rubbing the tip over my clenching hole before sliding past the outer ring. I gasped as that slippery hardness claimed me, easing deeper and deeper until it was fully encased by my body. My cock kicked in its air sheath.
