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You’re finally back in your body after your time in the stars with Gale. Neither of you could bring yourselves to return to camp, not yet, instead deciding to spend the rest of the night under the sky in the bed he had conjured for you. You wanted to hold on to this moment for as long as possible, to remain in the bubble of the two of you alone, uninterrupted and, for now at least, at some kind of peace. The pair of you stubbornly refuse to succumb to sleep, not while there is still so much night ahead of you.
So, you talk. You talk about books, about your adventures so far, about cooking, about everything and nothing. It’s all you could have wanted and more. It’s perfect.
You look into Gale’s eyes, crinkled as the pair of you laugh together between languid, lingering kisses before you speak.
“Gale…you know…you know this is all I want, don’t you?”
“What do you mean, my darling?” he questions, a flash of concern flickering across his face for a split second. You bring him back to your lips to try and assuage his fears with a kiss, a decision that clearly works. Gale leans into your touch, humming quietly into your lips as his hands move to your waist to pull you closer into him.
“I mean” you mumble as you pull back, swinging a leg over his body to keep him close, “that this is all I want” you reiterate, bringing a hand to rest on his still bare chest. His skin is warm under your fingertips and you stroke your way up to his tousled brown locks.
“I want you, Gale. You don’t need to impress me or wow me, I’m no-“ you stumble, treading carefully over your words. “I’m just me, and I just want the man next to me” you whisper. You worry you’re scrambling your words and thoughts, worried that you’re making no sense or that you are saying it wrong.
“I want only the magic that you choose to command, Gale, not that which you feel you must. I want only you” you whisper, feeling too vulnerable to speak any louder - it’s all you can do to keep your gaze locked with Gale’s. Your whirring mind is stilled by Gale’s lips on your forehead, the tip of your nose, and then your lips.
“My love, I simply wanted to try to show you the perfection you deserve” Gale soothes. “If I don’t know how long I have left alive, I want to give you everything I have to offer in this mortal realm and the next. I love you, and I wanted to show you that, for you to know it with everything that you are. You should have all the universe has to offer, and I wanted to try to give it to you…that’s all.”
You feel your heart swell at his words. He means this. This isn’t him trying to replicate laying with a Goddess, this isn’t him trying to show off - this is him giving you everything he has for what might be the first and last time.
“I…I love you, Gale” you whisper, unsure what else to say, hoping this will be enough. Words could never touch how you are feeling. You reach to stroke Gale’s face, half out of affection, half to make sure this is all real. You’re overwhelmed with how lucky you feel. You move in closer to the wizard on the bed he created for you, sheets and night air soft against your bare skin. Gale’s body is warm and comforting against yours as you graze his lips with your own. At your touch, Gale pulls you closer, arms wrapping around you as he meets your lips with gentle purpose.
You open your mouth into his, deepening your kiss and swirling your tongue around his with a slow and burning passion that starts to creep through your whole body. You roll Gale onto his back from your sides, straddling his body and knotting your fingers in his hair. Gale offers a small and contented hum below you into your mouth, the vibrations rippling through you.
“I don’t need magic, not so long as I have you” you whisper as Gale’s hands wander to your thighs, drifting upwards over your ass to your hips, “I just want you, just you, Gale” you utter like a prayer into his lips.
Gale rolls his growing arousal upwards against you.
“I’m yours, my love” he whispers into you, tasting like a promise, “…and I think we should try this the mortal way…we should move…touch…kiss…like real people do…”
Gale’s words are punctuated with kisses as his mouth moves from your lips down your jaw and toward your neck.
His words go to your head like wine as your bodies, already unclothed from earlier in the night, melt into one another. Your hands map each curve of one another’s forms - warm flesh and thrumming blood, the taste of one another’s skin and tongues. Your legs are still weak and your core still aching, but the love you have for the man below you is demanding physicality as the heat grows between your thighs. Gale rolls his hips upwards once more, grinding his already hard length against your slick folds, the friction rendering you both breathless. Gale’s heartbeat pounds in your chest, your breath becomes his. Wordlessly, you sink yourself onto his length, inch by perfect inch. You press your forehead to his as you take him in, soft moans from the pair of you filling the night air. You move together on instinct and passion, chasing only the pleasure you get from and give to one another. Your bodies flow and rise together like a melody, Gale’s body is a tonic to you and your touch a salve to him
Each stroke of Gale’s rigid desire inside of you nudges you closer to the edge, your walls pulsing around him. Your hands grip his taught arms and shoulders, his tongue swirls over your neck and jaw, your thighs quiver as you roll your hips down onto him, and the two of you can barely draw breath between your groans and sighs. With ragged and blissed-out moans, your fingers and lips weave together in a rhythm uniquely yours. Time stands still and hurtles toward you all at once, but in this moment, all that matters is the pair of you loving each other like this.
”Gale I…I’m close, you’re-” you stammer, unable to think for the way he makes you feel.
At your words, Gale rolls you onto your back in one swift movement, the weight of his body now atop your making you tremble as you float toward your climax. Gale thrusts into you deeper now, one hand on your thigh, the other cupping your face as he kisses you as deep as he fucks you. He drinks your moans in, slaking his thirst with your desire as your whimpers get pitchier, your voice cracking as Gale’s rasps for you.
“Come for me, my love I…ahh…I want to feel you c-come for me” Gale stammers, close himself at just the sight of your eyes half-lidded in the ecstasy he alone is bringing you. Just him. No tricks. Just Gale.
You feel the waves build to breaking point and as they crash over you, your hands fly to Gale’s back, nails dragging across his skin and fingertips gripping onto him as though he is the only thing keeping you anchored to this realm - because he might just be. Your climax pulls Gale into his own, his body giving way to how your walls like silk pull him into bliss.
Your moans cut through the night like a knife through warm butter, falling over the pair of you as you come undone in tandem. Gale throbs and spills inside you, your lips locked together as you ride out your highs. Even after your earlier exploration, you’re taken aback by how Gale makes you feel - how your body quakes with his touch and how your mind unravels with the pleasure he brings you. If he wasn’t on top of you, holding you, moaning into your mouth like this, you’d swear he was a dream.
As you both catch your breath, still intertwined in tangled limbs and soft kisses, Gale shifts his weight, but doesn’t move from you just yet. He wants to bask in your warmth, in the two of you together, cloaked in the night and the thin sheen of sweat on your skin. Your hair is a mess, breathing ragged, bodies hot and flushed - Gale cannot believe he ever wanted for anything other than being human with you. As he moves out of you, Gale pulls your body closer to his, tucking you under his arm. You can hear his heartbeat evening out as you rest your head on his chest and you hum at the sound. You know that soon enough you will have to head back to camp, back to your companions, back to fighting for your life. For now, though, you feel your eyes finally flutter shut with sleep. Gale’s breathing steadies as the sound of the wind in the trees around you lulls you both into rest, despite your mind willing the night to stretch on, keep on, just so that you may both stay here like this.
Alas, though, you cannot stop time - not forever anyway, not beyond nights like this. You are not Gods, so time must go on the old fashioned way and you must let it, trying to slow it however you can in moments of bliss, like real people do.