Old Wood Tavern, Boylsten, England, (1762)...
Upon entry into the strange tavern after following the eerie glow of the lamp through the fog, Alain found himself quite uncomfortable due to not having any experience in surroundings such as this. It was the kind of place we're not even Casimir, in his bold and daring aspect of carefree living did not dare venture and as a result, it worried the newly arrived lad. They were the only ones to enter so early in the day it seemed and it only served to make Alain all the more nervous as he stood behind Noreen who seemed content with the fact that they were the only people to arrive for the time being.
The lone old man with a gruff expression and a black eye patch across his right eye seemed poised as they entered the door. His good eye, which had been a deep brown was focused intently on the young lad and his rather fancy blue coat.
Alain's only concern was for the well-being of his lady and her subsequent return home safe and sound should trouble arise. Noreen on the other hand seemed quite content in this place as if she'd been coming here all her life.
"What brings you by this time Reen?" asked the gruff older man turning his attention to Noreen who seemed quite familiar with him. "Old man giving you trouble again?"
Noreen nodded as she made her way toward the dust-covered bar sitting before the older man as he set to work wiping out a glass and stacking it with the other similar-looking glasses kept upside down in a slot behind the bar.
"Well since you'd asked...Abner my guest and I would like a room," said Noreen casually.
The gruff old man known as Abner glared at the proper-looking young man before turning his attention back to Noreen.
"This a social call?" he asked seemingly annoyed. "I ain't in the business of having my rooms being used for nefarious purposes."
Noreen smirked. It was strange that someone as well educated and beautiful as she found the concerns of a man considered to be her elder amusing.
"It is a social call as a matter of fact," admitted Noreen to Abner's face. "And my dear old friend you are already privy as to why."
Abner looked over at Alain for a few moments, he didn't seem to like the look of the handsome noble lad but he seemed to trust Noreen and adhered to her wishes by gruffly spouting off the price of the room she wanted.
"That will be two shillings and threepence," said Abner glaring at the younger lad with narrowed eyes. He only agreed to this for Noreen's sake, but he wasn't too fond of nobles and least of all young men with unsavory thoughts.
Noreen seemed pleased and motioned for Alain to pay the gruff and moody man, he'd been good for it with the amount of coin he carried whenever he left home. A habit of course, that he picked up from spending most of his days with Casimir, who always forced him to tag along during his little excursions in a bid to blackmail him into silence in case their mother saw fit to question him.
Alain gave the man what he wanted and Noreen got to her feet. He didn't object when she clasped him by the hand and led him up the stairs to the farthest room with a bed from the bar and the street. While he wasn't exactly sure what she had been up to, or rather why she'd been so eager to meet in this odd-looking place, he continued to follow close behind her.
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Room 3, Old Wood Tavern, Boylsten, England, (1762)...
No sooner had they burst through the door, than Noreen closed and locked it behind her immediately throwing herself into the arms of her waiting lover and treating him to a series of heated kisses. Alain was quite confused about the urgency she seemed to have this time around but she quickly conveyed that they were on a time limit for the room as she had to get back home soon but not before spending time with him. Alain allowed her to undress him due to the limited time.
She unbuttoned his coat and tossed it into a nearby wooden chair and he kicked off his leather boots which were black that day to match his coat that his father Alfred had given him from his collection. After another series of heated kisses, Alain found himself forgetting all about how uncomfortable being downstairs was and he became very grateful for a bed.
Noreen smirked when he attempted to help her out of her corset and knickers. As many times as he'd seen her naked body beforehand, it seemed the added privacy allowed him to appreciate her all the more in this strange place.
Once more Alain found himself sweeping the lovely lass off her feet as he carried her toward the freshly made bed. She giggled a bit like that of a schoolgirl and remarked how she felt like a bride for a few moments dangling in his surprisingly strong arms.
Noreen looked up at him from her position on the bed as Alain took a moment to trail his hands along her lovely feet, She'd been quite the vision as it were and he merely wished to commit this moment to memory as something to look forward to when he'd been away on his seafaring voyage with his father.
The scent of lilac from her body was inviting and very welcome in this strange place as it reminded him all too well of their time in the old grove amid the various colorful flowers that lined the tree at the roots.
Alain tossed his shirt into the same chair where his coat had been and set to work ridding himself of his trousers and small clothes. Noreen watched him with rapt attention as he crawled onto the bed with her, kissing her from her slender thighs up to her soft belly and firm breasts for good measure.
Her long dark hair dangled at her shoulders as she lay back against the white pillows amid the equally white sheets of the bed. The scent of dust and salty sea air did little to put a damper on their current mood as they'd been prone to making love out amid the elements before this.
Alain crawled between Noreen's thighs sliding his smooth hands across the exposed flesh in a teasing manner pleased that he'd been able to excite her as often as he had. Noreen shifted some amid the pillows loving the feel of her love's tender touch along her body as she spread her legs wider to accommodate his pale naked form.
Once more Alain found his impressively aroused cock positioned at the moist entrance of his meuling lover's sex and proceeded to give her what she craved most in moments such as this one. A low groan escaped his lips as she moaned pushing forward via her hips to meet his thrust as his cock sank into her warm depths.
He had to admit being in a bed was a lot more comfortable as he shifted his body to tower above hers as her dark eyes met his gaze and they began to work out a distinctive rhythm of sorts. Noreen put back a moan not wishing to be too loud lest more guests arrive in the tavern and proceeded to bite down on Alain's shoulder as she clung to him feeling his cock pulse inside her as he began to thrust deeper and with rapid succession.
Alain closed his eyes lost in the sensation of their bodies becoming one after so long a wait since their last encounter. He could feel Noreen's breasts pressed against his chest and the hardening of her nipples as the cool air hit them.
She was quite the exquisite partner in terms of sexual prowess and they both seemed to be even when it came to adhering to the onset of sensation that they each caused one another. Noreen gripped him tightly, her moans ringing out in his ears as he began to feel her heartbeat in time with his own as his thrusts continued.
He decided to take his time despite the urgency of before, As much as he enjoyed their frantic encounters in the past, there was no telling what the new changes would bring to their lives once they left this place and he wished to enjoy it for as long as possible.
Noreen had different quirks about her whenever she'd been given to passion. Amusing little things that made Alain smile whenever he caught sight of them. When his cock had gone particularly deeper than she anticipated she'd bite her bottom lip in a bid to stifle a moan and her eyes would roll into the back of her head whenever his cock hit a place inside her where her need was greater. He found it interesting that she often remarked about his size, unsure how he even got a cock his size to fit inside her as she continued to slide her body along its length adding to her heightened sense of pleasure. Alain grunted feeling the tight warmth envelope his appendage as the pulsing began to get the better of him. Another heated series of kisses saw to the increase in their heavy breathing as Noreen moaned into his mouth after one surprisingly hard thrust from him got the better of her.
"A-Alain..." she moaned enjoying the feeling of him even when he had not been thrusting.
The sound of new guests arriving at the tavern had gotten their attention but did little to sully their act as it simply meant more noise to drown out the collective moans and grunts that came from their respective lips.
Noreen found herself with tears trickling down her cheeks as she realized just how much she would miss this simple intimacy when her father finally forced her into the marriage contract she had dreaded so much. She didn't know the extent of how much it would affect Alain to know that they could never truly be together as she had belonged to another, promised long before he was born and via her father for political and financial gain.
While she had not wished to hurt Alain in the grand scheme of things, she would be doing just that when the time came and she had hoped that he could forgive her in the long run, but at the present moment, all she had was the moments she shared with him and she couldn't give that up not even to soften the blow of the inevitable end of their relationship.
"I love you," he whispered as his thrusts continued and yet another groan escaped his lips as he began to kiss away her tears.
"I love you too," she replied wishing it had not been so but knowing full well that it was true.
This seemed to spur him on as his thrusts got more frequent and intense as the moments passed. Noreen could barely catch her breath before she felt the inevitable clenching inside her as she clawed at the flesh of his back unable to hold back the sensation of release he sent through her body.
Alain grunted as his pace quickened, he was getting close to a release of his own and wished to savor every last second of it as his pace continued to quicken. Noreen whimpered after the newfound temp and gripped his back as if she'd been holding on for dear life.
"A-Alain....don't..." she pleaded although her body craved it like nothing else she had ever experienced. "You...you can't...not inside me..."
Alain grunted once again as the intensity of his pace threatened to get the better of him.
"A-Alain....please don't..." she pleased once more hoping to get through to him. "Not inside..."
Alain quickly came to his senses and withdrew groaning as he did at the loss of her tight warmth and it had not been a moment too soon as his release came as a result of the shift in friction spraying the bed sheets as his body jolted in reaction.
Panting in the wake of his loss of breath, Alain rolled onto his back and stared up at the wooden ceiling. His light brown locks were stuck to his face and shoulders as he attempted to look over at Noreen who found herself watching him.
The onset of sleep had been too much for the exhausted Alain and he closed his eyes and drifted off briefly as his body attempted to recover from their act. Finding herself unable to stay awake either after all the activity, Noreen rested her head on the sleeping lad's chest once more lulled by the sound of his racing heartbeat as even more people began to enter the tavern below them.