Heat flared beyond the dark. I opened my eyes enough to see that fire billowed out of the hearth, angry tongues flashing across the stone chimney, staining the bricks black with soot. The candles were no different. Small buds of fire had become pillars of flame that reached up high into the air. Every time Arwyn fucked deeper, those flames got higher, the light brighter.
“Your eyes,” Arwyn panted, “they’reglowing.”
I blinked and noticed that his were the same. A circlet of silver encasing the stunning natural colour. “So are yours.”
We were doing this. Unleashing natural, old magic as if our bodies were not only connected to one another, but to the element of passion. As his thrusting lit a fire in my belly, it nearly set the pub on fire.
My eyes noticed the small specks of dust that danced around us in a stream of air. The ground hissed with a faint tremor. Every element joined in with us, becoming so potent they felt like additional limbs rather than separate, conjured powers.
I let Arwyn take over, enjoying every second of his fucking. I lay my hands on the mounds of his hairy pecs. Beads of sweat ran down his temples, his focus iron-clad, the beat of his hips smacking against my arse cheeks quickening.
Turned out I didn’t even need to touch myself to finish. Apparently all it took was the rhythmic beat of his cock against my sex, and I lost all control over my own body.
If Arwyn hadn’t clapped a hand over my mouth, I would’ve screamed out so loud and woke Romy and Kai. My hot, rapid breath echoed over his warm hand as I came. Then it was Arwyn’s turn. He lost control, lips parting as his deep growlworked out of his throat. I pressed my fingers over his mouth until we were silencing each other.
The world changed as Arwyn and I climaxed. I lost my grip on reality for a few seconds until it felt like I had become the fire that roared from candles and the hearth. Like the snapping of an elastic band, I cracked back into my weak body, falling atop Arwyn’s chest as he gathered me up in his arms.
“I… have never experienced… anything like that,” Arwyn said between laying kisses on my head. His cock was still buried inside of me, a cool liquid oozing down his shaft and spreading across my arse and his thigh.
“Neither have I,” I said, unable to keep my eyes open long enough to care that every single candle had extinguished. The hearth lacked warmth of light, as if our orgasm had sapped every ounce of energy that had burned in it all but five seconds ago.
Arwyn was the one to take his softening cock out of me. If I had my way I would’ve left him where he was, waiting for our energy reserves to fill again so we could go again. The phantom ache of his pressure remained, though, which pleased me.
“We should clean up this mess, maybe even open a window before Romy comes down and smells the sex in the air,” Arwyn said after a while of just cuddling, his hand stroking my damp hair back and forth.
“I don’t want to move from this place, not yet.”
“I’m glad you said that,” Arwyn replied, his voice sounding as tired as I felt. “I don’t think my legs would work even if I wanted them to.”
“A few more minutes then,” I said, trying to keep the worries of everything we had yet to face at arm’s length. “Just a few more of this. You. Me.”
“If you asked me for a lifetime, I would find a way to give it to you,” Arwyn replied, then laid a kiss on my crown. “But Imust ruin the moment by reminding you that we don’t have that long.”
I kept my eyes closed. “Shhh. No more talking.”
“We can’t just sleep here,” Arwyn added, but there was something exhausted about his tone that I didn’t believe him, nor did he believe himself.
“My body is out of action for the next few hours,” I said. “If you want to move, that’s all on you.”
And to my surprise, with the strength and swiftness I expected from Arwyn, he gathered me in his arms, swept me up, and carried me up the stairs. I was vaguely aware we were still as naked as the day we were born, our clothes forgotten about, as was the incriminating bottle of lube.
I could only smile as Arwyn carried me to a spare room, laid me gently upon the bed. He found a rag of some kind and began to clean me down. Then, once he was satisfied, he gathered himself up beside me, curled his body around mine, and refused to let me go.
“You make me feel like I actually deserve this happiness.”
I nestled closer into him. “You do.”
“I hope you know that you also deserve it.”
I smiled brighter, hoping Arwyn could feel my emotions rolling off me in undulant waves. “As long as you are with me, I will believe it. Don’t leave me again, okay?”
“Never.”
“Good.”
“Hector?”
“Mmhmm.”
