Chapter Fourteen
***Savanah***
Savanah and Kyllian made it back to Savanah’s room, and the nervousness washing over her was nearly paralyzing. She could feel her stomach turning to knots and was clearly uncertain of herself but being near Kyllian usually had the effect of calming her, and as he smiled back at her, she realized that there was really no need for all the anxiety. Kyllian noted something about her being off and worried that she might relapse into another episode, he walked toward her slowly.
“Hey, what are you getting all overworked for, Savanah?” he asked as he came to stand beside her in her room. Savanah had never had a guy she liked in her room, and it dawned on her that could be the cause of her worries.
“I’m not upset, don’t worry. It’s just a little strange having someone else be in here with me,” she murmured, smiling back at Kyllian as she looked up at him. Kyllian smiled and Savanah felt her stomach pains mildly subside, though the minor cramps still reminded her that she wasn’t entirely herself.
“Well, it doesn’t look like there’s too much space for more people anyway, but I didn’t mean to invade your bubble,” Kyllian stated. Savanah felt a pang of guilt upon hearing him speak and shook her head with a sigh.
“No, it’s not at all like that. This space is something I’ve come to hate. I don’t exactly feel very comfortable here. It’s why I’m always trying to sneak away,” Savanah confessed. It was an awkward situation to be in, and she was beginning to wonder why every time she had a moment to spend with Kyllian, things made her feel even more stressed out.
“You worry too much. Has anyone ever told you that? Sometimes, thinking about every little detail can make you go crazy, Savanah.” Kyllian slipped closer to her and looked her deeply into the eyes. “You want to know the best lesson in life I ever learned?” he asked her curiously. Savanah looked back at him and tilted her head.
“What is that?” she inquired. Kyllian smiled and lifted his hand to draw through her golden locks.
“Sometimes it’s best just to roll with the punches and see what comes of it. Sometimes there’s just no need to think about things and to take a leap of faith and just do it, you know?” He looked back at her and smiled, his eyes shimmering in the faint light. Savanah could feel her cheeks beginning to singe and grow warmer as she looked back at him. It was becoming harder and harder to deny how she felt about him and the strange way he set her to ease with just a few simple words uttered from his lips.
“You really like to make my cheeks flush, don’t you?” Savanah asked him, casting her gaze downward to avoid looking at him, as if he could see her feelings through her eyes: feelings she still wasn’t sure how to admit to or what to do with. Kyllian chuckled slightly and shook his head as his lips twitched slightly. It was as if whatever he wanted to say was eluding his vocal chords and teasing at his mouth as the thoughts were there but the ability to speak them into reality wasn’t.
“No, I just really like to spend time with you,” he finally said, easing into the admission he hadn’t quite made yet.
“Me? The shut-in girl who has random weird episodes for no apparent reason at all? Couldn’t be,” Savanah scoffed with a chuckle.
“Well, yeah. Ever since the first moment we met, I’ve been drawn to you. I don’t know what it is about you, Savanah, but I really like you,” Kyllian sighed and paused, “What I mean to say, is that I’ve really begun to care about you a lot, Savanah, and I want to make sure you’re safe,” he finished. Savanah looked back at him; if her expression was any indicator to her internal thoughts, she was taken aback by what she had just heard, and it took her a moment to process it all as she looked back at him. “Are you going to say something or what?” Kyllian averted his gaze nervously but quickly returned the gaze as he awaited Savanah’s response.
“Kyllian, I really like you too. I’ve been struggling with my feelings for you for a bit now, and I wasn’t sure how to let them out,” Savanah admitted, a little bit surprised by her forward reply and the admission to feelings she wasn’t sure would be reciprocated. But her worries were quickly extinguished when Kyllian stepped closer.
“Savanah, you are the most beautiful person I have ever had the privilege of meeting. I hope you never think that something like your episodes could detract from that fact. Even broken things can be beautiful, and with tender loving care they can sometimes become unique masterpieces,” he smiled as he pulled her closer to him, sniffing her hair slightly as he inhaled her scent. Savanah could feel her heart quickening in her chest as his body brushed against hers. Kyllian smelled of the forest, but in a clean and refreshing sort of way and it made Savanah feel even more safe within his arms.
“You are quite the poet, Kyllian,” she murmured as she lifted her arms to wrap about his neck. Kyllian grinned and leaned his face down closer, capturing her lips with his own as he slid his hands down to the small of her back and drew her in closer to him.
“If that is what it takes to make you feel safe, then I will recite sonnet after sonnet to you every single night, Savanah,” he smiled as he broke from the kiss and whispered against her lips. Savanah smiled, her heart beginning to flutter slightly, like butterflies had been set loose within her chest.
“How do you plan to do that?” she asked, stepping on her tiptoes and pressing her lips to his for the first time ever. The gesture brought a look of surprise to Kyllian’s face, but he rolled with it just like he had suggested that Savanah ought to do. She slid her hands into his hair and began to press her tongue further into his mouth, taking control of the situation with an instinct that she didn’t know she even possessed. Kyllian groaned as he felt himself becoming aroused from Savanah’s actions and the sensation of her breast stroking across his chest. Savanah looked down as she noticed him growing harder in his pants and her eyes widened as she broke free of the kiss.
“Are you sure you want to know?” he asked her as he looked down at the bulge growing in his pants. This was the it moment: the moment that everyone talked about, and Savanah never imagined would actually happen. The way she felt about Kyllian made it all make sense, and for the first time ever, Savanah didn’t pause to hesitate or think about her actions. Instead she just jumped into the wake, head first. Her hands slid down to begin working at his buckle, nimble fingers causing the belt to jingle slightly as she worked to free him of the restrictive fabric. Kyllian slid his hands down to her hands and shook his head, “No, slow. Let’s take our time with this. Let’s make a real memory, Savanah,” he said, his eyes steadying with hers as he held her hands. It was an odd thing to see, and from everything Savanah had ever heard about young men, not what she expected, but the gentleness in Kyllian’s voice swept over her like a calming wind and Savanah nodded at him.
“Okay, slow,” she said, inching up on her tiptoes and pressing her lips tenderly to his own. Kyllian sighed softly, his tongue gently slipping into hers as he slipped his hand up beneath her shirt and gently flicked her right nipple through the fabric of her bra. Savanah gasped, slightly shocked from the flick, but as she did, Kyllian slid down to his knees and pushed the shirt completely upward, laying his lips to place a kiss just below her navel. He grinned impishly as he looked up at her, continuing to trail a line of gentle kisses up the plane of her stomach, inching closer and closer to the hem of her bra line. Savanah lifted her head and leaned it back slightly, her lips forming into an O-shape as she gently moaned from the tingling feelings that Kyllian was causing to roll through each nerve-ending as he kissed up her flesh.
“Does that feel right?” Kyllian asked her when he finally came to the finish line and the band of her bra. Savanah smiled softly looking down at him with reddening cheeks.
“Yes, I mean,” she closed her eyes when Kyllian suddenly pushed the fabric away, releasing her breasts to the cool air of the room as he looked upon them nude for the first time.
“You are like a goddess, in your own right, Savanah. Mesmerizing,” he whispered, drawing her nipple into his mouth as he relished the way the pert bud felt between his lips. Savanah could scarcely hold still; the pleasure waves that the foreplay were causing her being almost too much to bear, but Kyllian continued to urge her slowly up the slope of ecstasy. In good time, Kyllian would toss her over into the abyss of release, but first, the tempest had to brew, and with every motion he made, he intended on making sure Savanah knew he adored her in every way by the time he was through.
“You, what are you doing to me?” she asked, moaning softly as she felt his hands slide down into her underwear in search of the budding erection of her clit. He smirked as he looked up at her and slid her underwear down to the ground, gently pushing her legs apart to snake his tongue up against that pert center of Savanah’s pleasure trove.
“I’m showing you what you mean to me and enlightening your awareness,” he chuckled, flicking his tongue across her clit and drawing it into his lips gently as Savanah stood, her legs like jelly, in front of him. Kyllian slid his hands back to her knees and held her in place as he continued to encircle her nub with his tongue, nipping gently at it every so often as she began to writhe slightly and throw her head back, evidence of how gratifying his work truly was. When finally, Savanah thought she could take no more she felt the muscles of her core beginning to clench and tighten, and a sense of euphoria overtook her. But Kyllian was nowhere finished with showing her what it meant to be with him, and when she finally looked back down at him he smiled and curved his finger, rising to point down at his belt buckle again, “Now, we can move onto the main act, beautiful,” he said, winking at her. Savanah felt her cheeks burning and wasn’t quite sure if that were due to the release she had just endured or the fact that now Kyllian wanted her to take matters into her own hands, “Remember what I told you?” he asked as if reading her mind and the nervousness on her face. Savanah looked back at him and smiled, nodding gently before she replied.
“Yes, sometimes we just have to roll with it,” she giggled softly, as she reached forward and finished unbuckling Kyllian’s pants. With nervous hands, she slid his pants downward, and Kyllian pulled his hardness out of his boxer shorts as she knelt to the ground.
“Stand up,” he said, winking at her as he looked back at her. Savanah immediately stood up, and Kyllian pulled her closer, pressing his lips in a claiming kiss to hers before he laid her back against the bed gently. “If this hurts, or you want to stop, you just tell me. I could never imagine hurting you,” he confessed. Savanah smiled, placing her hands around his neck and pulling him closer to her as she pressed her back into the bed. Never could she have imagined that one day she would have a handsome and tender man like Kyllian who truly cared about her well-being, and yet here they were.
“I’m a little scared, but I trust you,” Savanah muttered in a whisper. Kyllian smiled, and once again leaned forward, whispering against her lips before he claimed them in yet another sweet kiss.
“I know it is your first time and I feel honored you chose me,” he said, easing himself atop her and gently pushing her thighs apart. Just when Savanah thought she could no longer wait for him to take her, Kyllian slid the fullness of himself deep into her body. Savanah groaned, leaning back against the bed as she relished the feeling of fullness he brought to her. “Does it hurt?” he asked her, looking deeply into her eyes before beginning to stroke himself in and out of her. Savanah bit in her lip and shook her head, though the pain was minute at first, the tenderness and the gentility that Kyllian used while making love to her made it seem to almost vanish without a trace. Savanah drew her ankles up over Kyllian’s backside and pulled him closer to her as she pressed her lips against his and the two made love through the night.
