[GIDEON]
"Don't stop," Gideon said, and that was all the confirmation that the werewolf warrior needed to keep this going.
"You taste so divine," the werewolf said huskily in response as he trailed his tongue from Gideon's Adam's apple and back to his jawline.
Kissing Gideon seemed to be something that the warrior had been waiting for, for a while, but he had been unsure whether the witch would like being kissed out of the blue like that.
However, now that he had the approval, but he wasn't going to use it.
He wasn't going to mate their lips, no. Instead, his lips would work on Gideon in the only way he currently knew how. The only way that he wanted to, anyway. So the werewolf peppered kisses on Gideon's nose, before settling on the corners of his lips, leaving slow agonizing kisses.
"Tell me, how shaky are the waters right now?" The werewolf asked as he peppered kisses over Gideon's face.
The warrior knew they both liked what was happening. He had seen Gideon get violent with people today, and not once had the witch tried to push him away. Instead, he had responded to all the advances. That was a sign, that what he was feeling, the witch of Greroth was also feeling too.
Maybe this was the time Gideon of Greroth had lowered his guard, but had he?
The warrior seemed to be waiting for Gideon's answer, but Gideon didn't even have the strength to respond.
If he did respond, then the warrior would know how much he affected Gideon, and that was something that Gideon wasn't going to let him know. That would be too much power, so when the warrior kissed Gideon's eyebrows, the witch knew he had to be stopped.
It was already embarrassing enough that he had told the warrior not to stop whatever he was doing. Then again, Gideon had decided to forget his superiority tonight. He was going to let himself be the submissive in this case, maybe because he was curious to know how all of this would turn out.
Maybe he wanted to understand what the women of Greroth felt whenever he fucked their brains off. Sure, this was nothing as intimate, but it was intimate enough to trigger Gideon's senses. It was enough to make Gideon understand that fighting was sometimes not a solution.
"Stop," Gideon said, but it all came out as a moan. He wanted to hold the warrior back this time because he was losing himself and that wasn't okay.
If it was about the bond they both were feeling towards each other, then this wasn't going to be good. The warrior being here, and like this, wasn't a good sign.
Someone was going to get hurt and it definitely wasn't Gideon. The witch knew never to get attached to anything or anyone. And over the years, that had been his strongest suit, not that he was about to break barriers today. That was just not going to happen.
Was Gideon alright?
He was startled by everything and how he still yearned for more, despite wanting the warrior to stop. He wished there was a way he could make his body stop responding, but all that was going to be of no use to him or the warrior.
That was also why he wanted to give the warrior a chance to back out before they acted out their desires, which were very inappropriate, especially with what was going on.
"Yeah," Gideon said, his voice coming out as a moan, again, but this time, it was one that the warrior was willing to drown in.
Gideon gently held the warrior's neck and slowly rubbed it, while his fingers laced the warrior's hair, almost like he wanted to kiss the living lights out of this man.
The witch of Greroth knew he was almost giving in, considering how hot his body was with desire. He wanted to devour this man who had just brought himself to him. He wanted to kiss him till he dropped, and fuck the warrior till the whole of Acrod heard his screams, but he couldn't.
Not here.
Not now.
Definitely, not today.
He needed to practice self-control. He couldn't let himself wallow in his desires, not today.
Gideon knew this warrior was not like the women of Greroth who he slept with whenever he wanted to. He didn't want to sleep with this warrior just because he could. he wanted to create a connection. he was desperate for it, though he would never admit it out loud.
Besides, he had promised Criselda he would behave, and sleeping with a werewolf warrior, who probably had a mate, was a terrible way to keep himself out of trouble.
'Pull yourself together,' Gideon said to himself when the warrior moaned.
What was it with the both of them letting out moans in this hallway? If anyone heard them, they would conclude that they were mates, but were they? Was that the reason Gideon's member was throbbing so hard in his pants right now?
"Gideon," the warrior said, his voice husky and needy, almost like he wanted more. He needed more, but maybe what he wanted today, was more than Gideon was willing to give, because the young witch of Greroth pulled back instantly, like he had touched hot metal.
"Go sleep warrior, tomorrow awaits you," Gideon said dismissively, his voice cold and full of anger, as he walked away from the warrior, leaving the poor man out there in the cold, almost like the warrior had pissed him off.
The warrior stood there in shock, unsure of what he had expected of Gideon of Greroth.
Of course, the rumors had been true.
Gideon of Greroth never got into relationships.
Everyone knew he would sleep with anyone, male or female, old or young, anywhere and everywhere.
He didn't care about anything and only had one rule, that every female knew so well. He had told them they wouldn't ever be able to trap him with a kid, so it would be a waste of time. Besides, it was common sense to not have a baby for Gideon of Greroth.
"Gideon," the warrior tried calling out to Gideon, but even he could tell that this was the end of the night. He was going to need the cold shower because right now, he was hard as fuck, and needed a release.
He could have gone to the brothels, but none of the women there would be able to give him the kind of pleasure and comfort he got when Gideon of Greroth had let him touch him and even kiss him.
Sure, their interactions were limited, but they were interactions that the warrior was never going to forget.