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"And then- Rook! Oh Maker, I was rambling again, I'm so-" Bellara jumped with a high pitched, adorable squeal as she felt Rook's hand on her hip, his chest close to her body, his breath ghosting her neck.
"My apologies," he felt Rook's smile on her neck, his lips pressing a featherlight kiss to her exposed shoulder. "I have been distracted."
"Rook, I really don't think we should- I mean not here, obviously not here, what if someone crossed our path and-"
"So then we're gonna have to be quiet." His tongue darted out to taste Bellara's soft skin, teeth grazing the elf's shoulder. His kisses trailed a path from Bellara's shoulder to her neck as his hand moved from her hips below the elf's shirt to caress the soft skin of her stomach, fingers dancing across her side.
"Maker Rook, we shouldn't... We really shouldn't..." She sighed as her head fell back to Rook's chest, his other hand finding Bellara's breasts, teasing them through her thin shirt, the elf trying to stiffle a sweet little whine that made Rook push his now painfully hard member to the swell of Bellara's ass.
"Oh yes, we should." Rook groaned as he pressed an open mouthed kiss to Bellara's neck right below her ear, her body shivering at the man's touch as his hands switched places and the pads of his fingers toyed with a nipple under Bellara's shirt slowly, his touch tender, sliding his palm over the hard nub to let his fingers massage the elf's breast.
He made quick work of freeing himself from his leathers before his hand reached for the waistband of Bellara's pants, fingers reaching below the waistband only for him to grab Bellara's delicious bum, using his wrist to help the elf shimmy the material lower, to the middle of her thighs.
"You have no idea what you're doing to me." Rook started as his hand caressed the skin from Bellara's hip to her front, his fingers dipping into her wet heat, dipping them between her thighs, deep, until his thumb drew lazy circles around Bellara's jewel, making her entire body light up and sing with desire.
He used Bellara's slick to make his hardness wet with and moaned, lining himself up before he pushed his cock between Bellara's thighs, the wetness that'd pooled between them easing his way. He stopped as his hips touched Bellara's cheeks, only for the elf to bow her head and watch as the head of Rook's cock appeared between her thighs, shining with her slick, her lips kissing the lenght of his girthy saft.
A shiver ran down her body, shaking as she felt Rook's hips move, eyes glued to the way the man's cock moved, caressing her folds, knees shaky and unsure as the head kept nudging her nub and teasing her entrance with each pass.
She moaned, her hips moving in tandem with Rook's thrusts pushing her thighs closer together, her grip on the man's cock making him moan, her soft gasps of "Yes, just like that, Rook, right there!" making the man set a maddening pace, Bellara's hair fall out of her bun and her hips rotate and push back on Rook's shaft.
"Almost there, don't stop, Rook!" She whined, his teeth closing around Bellara's shoulder as her body shook, her nails digging into his arm as she rode her orgasm out, shaking as if small jolts of electricity were wrecking through her, body oversensitive, her high pitched moans driving Rook to his own orgasm, the mixture of their lust dripping down Bellara's thighs.
"I think," She started, breathless. "We should get back before Strife gets worried."