… Should she do it today?
Kyrie sat in the guest room now, waiting for Isaac to finish up helping Renard with whatever he was doing out there. Looking at herself in the mirror and lightly touching at the bun she still had, it somehow made her feel prettier, a little more confident. It's part of what made her think that maybe she should ask Isaac about the mirror today; the other part that made her want to do it was how good sharing her drawing with everyone had left her feeling. It was clear evidence that sharing her thoughts and passions with others could result in something that she liked and if she had gathered the courage to share her drawing then she felt like she could also gather the courage to ask Isaac about the mirror!
Or... Or would that be too much for one day? Her stomach swam with butterflies as she sat up to light a candle at the bedside. Well, whatever came next, the first step was taking this bun out since it wouldn't be comfortable to sleep in. Moving over towards the vanity, Kyrie reached up to undo her hair; as she fumbled about trying to figure out how to unravel the bun and braids, the door to the guest room opened up. Her eyes widened to have Isaac catching her effectively preparing, and she blushed a little bit before greeting him.
"Welcome up, Isaac. I'll be over shortly I just have to take this out..."
Isaac didn't mind the slight delay in getting to bed with her, in fact he looked rather amused as he walked up behind her, towering over her. When her eyes met his in the mirror, she couldn't help but imagine how it would feel for his eyes to meet hers in the mirror while they had sex. She promptly blushed at this unbidden thought and broke his gaze, but Isaac wasn't trying to hide from her in embarrassment. He had grabbed onto her hands, leaning in to kiss her fingers first on one hand and then the next before he lowered them out of her hair.
"Here, let me. I think I can see how it's done."
With that his own hands moved to Kyrie's scalp, and she was transfixed on his concentrated expression as he caused the bun to burst open and fall apart. Mumbling a soft thank you to Isaac, she started unraveling one of the braids while Isaac worked at the other. While Kyrie was relatively quick in undoing her braid, Isaac was taking his time with his. It wasn't that he was unfamiliar with the concept of a braid, it was more that he was enjoying running his hands through his lovers hair. Kyrie could just feel the blush getting hotter on her cheeks as she experienced his loving touch, and by the time he finished with his task both of his hands were in her hair now, his fingers digging into her scalp soothingly before he leaned in to kiss the top of her head.
"I love you, Kyrie."
She had witnessed all of this in the mirror, a bit covertly on her part since she didn't want to be so obvious about how much she wanted to observe him. Yet, when he made his little declaration of love Kyrie bit softly at her bottom lip before standing up rather suddenly and wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug. This disrupted his touch to her head, but he didn't mind as his hands wrapped around Kyrie now. She enjoyed being able to see his face in the mirror so much, and in this rush of love and excitement she felt like she should just go for it.
"Isaac...? I... I have a favor that I'd like to ask you..."
Finding this to be a little unusual, when he turned down to look at her face, he noticed that she wasn't meeting his eye but there was a bright blush on her cheeks. Lightly brushing her cheek with one hand, he let out a hum of inquiry.
"I... Could we..."
The blush on her cheeks got worse as she tried to continue, and he couldn't help thinking just how adorable she was.
"Can we... Move the full mirror over to the bed tonight?"
Now he was just confused. Looking over at the full length mirror that was up against the side of the room he didn't really stop to ponder it much he simply went with his snap response.
"The mirror? Why?"
The blush stayed pretty firmly on her face, and she bit softly at her bottom lip again as she looked up at Isaac almost with desperation. Why didn't he get it? Wasn't it obvious why she was asking?
Yet... Despite her embarrassment, she still wanted it. She wanted it so badly.
"I... I want to be able to see us when you... When you make love to me. I want to draw it, not just draw you but... But draw us."
It felt so horribly embarrassing to say any of this, but Kyrie kept her eyes looking up at Isaac, begging him not to reject her or find this too weird. In truth, Isaac did find it weird, but not in a bad way, not in a bad way at all. He just never would've expected her to request something like that, even if it had been done as hesitantly as she'd done it! His eyes were wide with surprise, and he could feel her trembling in her embarrassment. She was so cute... so cute and so sexy and to know that she wanted to be able to truly see them as they had sex... Well it was certainly putting Isaac in the mood.
Leaning his face in close to hers, he gave her a soft smile, one that caused her heart to skip a beat.
"Kyrie, you know I would never deny you anything. I would love to help you be able to draw these pictures. And I have to admit, the idea of being able to see the full extent of what we do to each other is quite appealing. The only condition I have is that you have to let me see your drawings once you're finished."
Relief and love washed across her expression then, and she felt like she'd gotten past the initial hump of embarrassment. The rush that she felt now that the hard part was practically palpable and her hug on her lover tightened as a result. Surely the rest of the evening would be nothing but bliss from here on out, and a bliss that she'd actually be able to see!
Unable to resist the sheer joy present on Kyrie's features, Isaac leaned in to give her a slow kiss, but one that spoke volumes of his growing desire for her. When they separated, the two of them breathed heavily together for a couple moments, both wanting to close that gap once more. Isaac resisted though: as much as he wanted to keep ravaging her Kyrie had made a request and he certainly wasn't going to brush it aside.
"Alright, I'll move the mirror, do you want to light up some more candles?"
Feeling embarrassed, excited, and breathless, Kyrie nodded before moving around the bed to illuminate things for them. The longer she spent away from him, the more nervous she got for all of this. Should she do anything differently? How should they start this? Did he have a plan? This was so much more thought than she usually put into all of this and it just felt like it was making her blush more.
When Isaac finished moving the mirror and adjusting it so that anywhere they went on the bed would be easily visible, he stripped himself of his own clothes down to his underwear and Kyrie could see the clear bulge that told her just how eager he was for all this. Bringing her hand up to her mouth, she lightly bit at the back of one of her fingers, as if that was a valid outlet for all the emotions running through her right now. This was actually happening... She had actually managed to tell Isaac exactly what she'd wanted and he agreed!
Her heart was pounding a mile a minute in her chest, especially so as Isaac once again reunited with her, taking the hand that she had up against her lips and giving it another soft kiss. Once he'd accomplished that, he was leaning in to take her lips in deep kiss, and she let out a soft sound as he lowered them both to the bed. She was very aware of the mirror though, especially so when she realized that Isaac was sitting on the bed facing the mirror and since she was facing him she couldn't actually see anything!
Her preoccupation with this must've been rather evident on her face as he finished his kiss, because Isaac chuckled softly and kissed one of her cheeks now.
"I know, I know... But I want to play a little before I turn you around."
A little embarrassed to have been called out on her excitement, she was thankful when Isaac pulled her in for another heated kiss. He wanted to get her well and bothered by the time she turned around, that way maybe she'd be able to forget a bit about the mirror, and not try to change her expressions due to anticipating it too much. As much as it would be good for her art, that wasn't Isaac's primary concern: really, he just wanted to be able to kiss her and play with her body a bit with his mouth.
For Kyrie, so eager was she to see them in the mirror that she felt like the thing behind them had eyes that were searing into her back: she felt its presence just as keenly as she felt Isaac's. How was it that Isaac was able to remain so calm even though it was right behind her? He could even see it at this moment and it didn't seem to be affecting him too much! Was she strange in having so much of a desire to see it?
Eventually though, these thoughts dulled as her brain was able to get distracted by Isaac guiding her legs so that she was straddling him. As her body pressed into his prominent hardness, a tremor coursed through her and she let out a soft moan into their kiss. His arms wrapped fully around her then, pressing her breasts up against his chest as their kissing continued. The more involved Isaac made it, the easier it was for Kyrie's mind to get so caught up in what they were doing that she practically forgot about the mirror.
Her body was relaxing into this slower and more sensual pace that Isaac made for them, and she couldn't help but think of just how different being with Isaac was from being with Renard: she just felt like she connected with Isaac on a more intimate level. Her experiences with Renard made her heart race because of how different and exciting they were, but her experiences with Isaac made her heart race because of the love and connection between them. In her encounters with Isaac, it wasn't just Kyrie being vulnerable, they were both laying their hearts bare in front of each other and happily sharing the pieces.
Caught up in the sheer amount of love that she felt for this man in her arms, she hardly noticed as Isaac began to slide her nightgown down her shoulders. Only when she felt the fabric slide down her breasts to expose her nipples did her eyes blink open in a little bit of surprise. She was greeted by the open eyes of Isaac, calmly watching her as they kissed and she blushed brightly to see this before pulling away from him. Had his eyes been open the whole time?! For some reason that thought just made her so much more embarrassed. It felt so natural to close her eyes during a kiss that she didn't even think to wonder whether he'd kept his eyes open. Was it really that big of a deal though? After all, he had seen her naked before many times, to have him have his eyes open during a kiss seemed like it would barely hold a candle to such a thing. Yet, for some reason, even the fact that she was partially naked in front of him was flustering her more than usual. Not only was she illuminated quite clearly by the light, but she also felt particularly vulnerable with how excited she was at the prospect of seeing them in the mirror. Would he be able to see that excitement as he stripped her?
Her breathing felt like it was getting faster at the mere thought of that.
Attempting to use her arms to cover herself, Isaac kept a firm hold of her wrists before moving his hands so that he was lacing his fingers with hers. Leaning in close to her, he nuzzled up against her neck, coaxing a soft noise of pleasure from his lover as she tensed up around him.
"You are just so cute, Kyrie. Even after so long together you still get embarrassed when we do things like this."
Kissing at Kyrie's neck, this caused another soft noise to be emitted from her. As much as it would be nice to see her in the mirror facing away from him, Isaac just tended to prefer making love to her in a way that gave him full access to her face. He loved watching her expressions, he loved moving in for kisses, and he loved how the whole act just felt more intimate that way. Having her face away from him... It just felt so much less intimate and engaged. With the mirror though, he'd be able to see her expressions and that would satisfy at least one of his preferences; the other two were going to be a little more work to get.
Still... Perhaps he could do it in such a way that it would still feel more intimate, and he could always kiss other places aside from her mouth. Satisfied with these thoughts, he slid Kyrie's arms out of her nightgown before bringing them up around his neck to rest there. As he let her go, she clenched her hands together behind his neck and snuggled in close, hiding her face against him as he slid her nightgown further down her body.
Her blush was only getting worse as more of her body became exposed to the cool air, and Isaac was soon leaning down to kiss the newly exposed area between her breasts. Kyrie let out a soft gasp from this, and Isaac's lips teased her breasts by spreading kisses from the middle of her torso towards her nipples, but never quite touching the nipple. Each time he got close, her body would get progressively more excited for what would surely be stimulation to the nipple itself, but every time Isaac moved away again. It left Kyrie breathless, and it made her want him so much more.
In an attempt to get the sensation she wanted, the next time Isaac got close she shifted her body a little, pushing closer so that his lips brushed slightly up against her nipple. To finally have the anticipation she felt realized to a small degree, she let out a breath just barely laced with a sound of pleasure as her body shuddered in Isaac's arms. Isaac chuckled at this, moving his hands to cup both of her breasts and push them up a little bit.
"Kyrie, are you getting impatient?"
His eyes bored into hers now, and Kyrie trembled from the intensity of the stare, but she didn't look away from him at first.
"I-I..."
She struggled to speak through the fog of her own arousal, but Isaac wasn't really looking for a response, instead he hoisted her up a little and leaned in to capture her nipple in his lips. Tweaking and sucking on it with his tongue and teeth, Kyrie leaned into him as she let out pleased moan. Unknowingly to her, her hips had begun to move against Isaac, and he let out his own moan as his lover ground into his sex. It really was so easy to get her to start moving: the more aroused she was, the more her body would override her shyness to get what it wanted.
At this point, Kyrie genuinely had forgotten about the mirror, but it was about to become relevant again real soon. As Isaac gave her other nipple a little bit of attention as well, he slid Kyrie's nightgown down, slipping it under the curve of her ass and down her legs just a little: he couldn't go too far because she was still straddling him, after all. Letting her nipple go so that he'd be able to maneuver her a little better, he couldn't help giving each of them a last sensual lick that made Kyrie squirm in his lap. Satisfied, he turned his attention to shifting her; turning her around so that her back was pressed up against his front, he easily engulfed her as he slid her nightgown off the rest of the way.
As he did this, Kyrie's eyes found the mirror again. She had clenched her eyes shut as Isaac eased the fabric off her body, but when her eyes fluttered back open, what she saw in the mirror imprinted into her mind. Isaac's hands were slowly moving from her feet back up to her thighs while his face nuzzled into her neck to stay close, and her own expression that she'd caught in the moment of staring at the mirror was simply beautiful in the mixture of arousal, anticipation and love that was present there. Even though it was embarrassing to see herself exposed in the mirror, and even though she had a hard time reconciling the Kyrie in the mirror with herself, she didn't want to stop looking. Finally she was going to see her true expressions with Isaac as they made love, and the little bit she'd already seen had been breathtaking, in more ways than one.
His hands slid up to her waist and her breath hitched, expecting him to take off her underwear now. While he did do this, he also shifted his hands in such a way that he'd be shoving his own underwear down at the same time. As a result, when her own skin became exposed, instead of the fabric of Isaac's underwear that she'd been expecting, she was instead greeted by the hard heat of his own sex. She let out a shuddering gasp from this unexpected contact, and Isaac pulled her in close with one of his hands, kissing her neck as he more leisurely brought their underwear down the rest of the way.
Once the two of them were completely naked, one of his hands settled around her waist while his other trailed up her body, lifting her chin up a bit so that her neck was more exposed to him. For a brief moment, their eyes met each other in the mirror, and Kyrie watched him, almost mesmerized as his eyes explored her body from the perspective of the mirror. Each spot he looked felt like it was burning as his eyes passed along it, until it just felt to Kyrie like everything was on fire. Renard wouldn't do this, he wouldn't pause to look at her for so long unless he was somehow teasing her, but Kyrie knew that Isaac wasn't teasing. She could tell from his expression that he was savoring her, trying to drink in every part of her, and the thought of this set her body on fire with arousal and her mind on fire with inspiration for drawings. She would draw them, she would draw them and show the pictures to Isaac and he would love them just as she would. She had no doubt about it.
"You are so beautiful, Kyrie."
This was murmured softly into her ear, eliciting another shiver from his lover, but that wasn't quite enough for Isaac. Both of his hands moved up then to cup Kyrie's face.
"From the soft curve of your neck--"
His hands trailed down her neck to her shoulders as he spoke, but after reaching her shoulders he continued to move down until he was cupping her breasts again. Giving them a squeeze to make them more prominent in the mirror, he then gave both of her nipples a soft tweak, causing her to let out a moan as she squirmed slightly.
"--to your breasts which can coax such sweet responses from you."
Giving her neck some more soft kisses, his hands continued their trek down her body.
"Your waist, your hips, your legs, and of course..."
Kyrie waited with bated breath as Isaac's hands slowly slid up her legs once again: his hands had moved down her thighs a little ways, but now they were on their way back up to his next point of interest. Her eyes had followed his every move as he highlighted all the beautiful parts of her body, and while she didn't look at herself and ever think that she was particularly ugly, she'd also never looked at herself and found herself to be particularly beautiful either. But as Isaac showed her, as his hands moved along her, she could see that beauty that he saw. She could see it so clearly now and she desperately wanted to draw it. Her hands itched to be doing something, and all she could think of to do with them was reach up to wrap her arms around Isaac's neck again, letting her hands splay in his hair.
This just put her body even more on display for him though, and when his hand made full contact with her sex, she let out a low moan, her legs tensing up a bit as her hands held onto him a little tighter.
"This part of you is just as beautiful as the rest. All of you together draws me in, it makes me want to take hold of you and never let go."
Even though she had the mirror in front of her, Kyrie turned her head to actually look at Isaac and Isaac eagerly took this opportunity to join their lips in another kiss. Kyrie let out a soft moan at this, and before her eyes fully closed, she caught sight of the two of them in the mirror again. Everything about this... She just loved every single piece of it. She didn't even need to verbally say it to Isaac, he could feel her love through that kiss they shared, just as she could feel his love and adoration through it as well.
As the two of them shared this passionate kiss, his fingers began to play with the moisture present beneath his hand. She was so clearly aroused right now, and he let his fingers spread that arousal all around her sex, occasionally dipping a finger in to get more to work with. Kyrie moaned and her hips began to slowly gyrate from his actions, but instead of breaking their kiss she leaned into it more, wanting to get somehow closer than they already were. This increase of intensity on Kyrie's part earned her a moan from Isaac as his own sex pulsed beneath her. Drawing a soaked hand away from her for a moment, he drew himself out from underneath her, coating himself in a layer of her own arousal as he let his erection rest between her legs.
In response to this act Kyrie broke their kiss, letting out an uninhibited moan to have his sex so close to hers. With how liberally Isaac had been applying her moisture to just about everything down there, the scent of her own sex was heavy in the air. It gave everything an almost hazy quality, one that was almost stifling in just how arousing it was. The idea of Isaac having something that came from her most intimate area on him... For some reason the thought of that swelled her with both love and lust.
The moans and aroused squirming of his lover was just more than Isaac could really bear, and so he suddenly lifted her up. Kyrie was thrown off a little by this sudden drop in sexual momentum thanks to him pulling away from full contact with her, but as Isaac positioned them so that she was bent over in front of him, the arousal came flooding back with even more force than before. She only just had time to register what position they were in before Isaac slammed into her.
Raising her head up as she let out a loud moan, she was almost embarrassed by the reflection of herself in the mirror. She didn't have time to feel embarrassed for very long though because Isaac had both hands on her hips and was pumping in and out of her at a steady pace. The wet slap that they made as the two of them came together made Kyrie's face flush, and Kyrie could see that from each thrust he made into her her breasts bounced just a little. Even though her breasts were so small compared to Dessi and Vivian, they still cut a pleasing figure in the mirror during their lovemaking.
Isaac's motions were rather quickly getting both faster and more powerful, and while this did seem to be progressing a lot faster than usual, Kyrie realized that it was likely because he'd gotten so aroused just from touching her. The fact that she could turn him on so much without even having to touch him flattered her, and once again she was overcome with love for the man currently pounding into her.
Taking another look into the mirror, her eyes locked with Isaac's, and the moment she did that he let out a loud moan, pulling her into him hard as she felt his warmth flood through her inner walls. The sudden rush of warmth, and the strangely sensual connection of their eyes in the mirror easily brought her to an almost violent release as well, her back curving as she called out her pleasure with Isaac.
Her arms shook a little as she breathed heavily in coming down from her high, and another glance in the mirror revealed to her a beautiful scene of release that she was definitely going to draw later. The strength in her arms suddenly gave out then, and she let out a soft sound of surprise and embarrassment as her face flopped down onto the blankets. Managing to peek out from the blankets at Isaac in the mirror, the sheer amount of love present for Kyrie in his expression took her breath away, and she watched as he leaned over to kiss her back before his hands snaked up her body to her arms.
Stretching her out on the bed beneath him, his fingers laced with hers to keep her arms stretched out in front of them on the bed. He still hadn't pulled out of her yet, and instead she watched in the mirror as Isaac basically laid on top of her, kissing the back of her head affectionately as they lay there for a few minutes. She could feel his weight above her, sure, but he must've been doing something to keep the majority of it off of her because she didn't feel particularly squished. Instead she simply felt warm and loved in his arms, and the view of them in the mirror made her let out a deep hum of satisfaction. Closing her eyes in this interlude, she felt her body relaxing underneath him, reveling in the feeling of him still lodged inside of her despite him becoming quite soft now.
"This feels so good."
Isaac let out his own hum of agreement, before nuzzling her cheek a bit until she opened up her eyes. Meeting her eyes in the mirror now, this sent another pulse of want through her body, and Isaac felt it when her sex pulsed a bit around his penis. He let out a grunt to have his still quite sensitive sex stimulated, and she bit at her bottom lip in that unique way of hers that made her both incredibly sexy and incredibly cute.
"Have you seen what you wanted?"
Kissing at the side of her face, he could feel her trembling slightly, and already he was starting to feel like he could go for more.
"I-I have, but..."
Here she hesitated, and he knew that it was because she was embarrassed to want more. In an effort to coax the words out of her, he made a purposeful grind of his hips, one that caused her to lift up her head and cry out softly while his penis began to firm up inside of her again.
Ah there it was... That expression she'd just made in the mirror... So beautiful. So sensual... She wanted more, and she found these words slipping out of her mouth now that Isaac had loosened them.
"But I want more..."
Once again giving her a slow but deep push, she let out another moan, her fingers curling more around Isaac's as her body tensed against the sheets, her hips starting to gyrate again to get more of the sensation, more of his love, and as a result, more of their lovemaking to see in the mirror. She wanted to see all of it, every second of it, and her body burned with both lust and excitement as Isaac spoke softly into her ear.
"Then I will give you more, Kyrie. I will give you as much as you want until you are satisfied."
With that he pushed into her again, and she only found herself satisfied when a mixture of utter exhaustion and the candles burning out caused her to sink into sleep in the arms of her lover.