Raiva's lips met his in a gentle, slow, kiss. His lips felt softer than before, warmer and more intentional.
His arm wrapped around her, carefully holding her against him. Hers embraced his neck as their kiss became hotter, and their tongues intertwined. His free hand caressed her inner thighs, throwing her breathing off balance.
He broke away from her lips and put two of his fingers in his mouth, getting them thoroughly wet as Raiva watched, blushing at the sight.
His hand made it's way back to her, and he began kissing her neck as she sighed from satisfaction. He let his index and middle finger slide across her clitoris, sending a wave of heat up through her stomach, eliciting a low, intense moan.
She untangled her arms from around him, letting herself lean back a bit against his supporting arm, arching her spine, as his lips moved down to her chest.
As he took her nipple in his mouth, she suddenly felt enveloped in his touch and embrace, as he began to spread her own, warm, wetness across her, removing all friction from his delicate strokes. Her climax began to build, and his breath became heavier at her reaction as he let his tongue swirl around, causing small waves of intense pleasure to coarse throughout her body, sending her thought into a blur.
His other hand softly grasped her other breast, carefully squeezing her nipple in rhythm with his hand's strokes.
/I'm-
Before she was able to brace herself, she came, flexing her arms and back. She grabbed his shoulder to steady herself when her body started becoming overly relaxed from the impact.
He kissed her gently again, moving his fingers to carefully press against her, hoping to feel her wetness for him to continue.
She smiled, and gasped, "It's alright. I want to feel you, Griffin."
"Gladly," he chuckled and replied, his breath unsteady and a little short.
Griffin carefully laid her down, as he positioned himself between her legs.
"Are you sure?" he asked, one last time, clearly affected by the previous attempt.
"Yes," she giggled. "Hurry."
He began pressing against her, moaning as he touched her and began to glide in.
As per usual, she felt his size intensely. It was no surprise that sooner or later it would hurt a bit, but this time it felt entirely comfortable, albeit a bit full.
Flinching from the sensation, she let out a gasp, and he began rocking back and forth, to help her adjust to him again. He put his forehead against hers and both of their breathing became ragged and hurried.
Soon, he was all the way inside of her, thrusting with a grinding motion, making her feel every single inch as it entered and exited, setting her body on fire. She was crying out in obvious gratification, and his moans became less suppressed in turn.
"I like hearing your voice, Raiva," he muttered against her shoulder as he curved his back with his thrust, in an attempt to somehow feel even more of her.
She shrieked at the sensation.
Stammering, she cried, "Please, Griffin, please."
He continued, sending shock waves of pleasure throughout her.
She became louder, as the feeling exploded and swirled and twisted, and just when she thought she couldn't go any higher, the barrier broke down and the fire spread and set her ablaze as she threw her hands on her mouth to muffle her screams and, at the same time he flinched and writhed and moaned and huffed and came inside of her, she came so hard that she lost consciousness for a second.
Only a brief moment later, she came to, heaving and gasping along with him, as he caressed her head and kissed her forehead.
"Are you alright?" he whispered.
She chuckled, exhausted and with no power behind her laugh, "Yes. You?"
He sighed contentedly and muttered, "Very."
Pulling out, he drew in his breath sharply, while she gasped a little from the feeling of him leaving her, and his warm semen flowing out of her, pooling beneath her.
He laid down, gently pulling her onto his shoulder, embracing her in the cool morning air. The sun had begun to rise, though the two had no intention of getting up any time soon.
"Raiva?"
She startled, having half fallen asleep at this point.
"Yes?"
"Why Lord Lorentz?" He quickly added, "I'm not upset, I am simply curious."
She pondered for a moment, then snuggled into him further.
"I find him surprisingly comfortable to be around. And he understands the less vanilla side of things."
"Vanilla?"
"Yes, meaning sex with no extras. Roleplay, bondage, what have you."
"And you're not… vanilla?"
"I'm both, in a way."
She drew herself up halfway, just enough to look into his eyes.
"Look, Griffin," she started hesitantly. "I don't want to stop this, with you and me. I don't know what it is yet, but I know I like it. And the trouble is, I don't want to end it with Cassian either, even though it is very new, even newer than this.
"I'm not… Typical, in my relationships. I have been, before, of course. Just me and one other person, a few times. But it doesn't feel right to me. I feel trapped, unfulfilled. I become less like me, and more what the other wants me to be."
She sighed, running her hand through her hair, trying to read Griffin's unchanged facial expression.
"And I just want to be upfront about it. It won't be just you and me, however this pans out, and I frankly can't say that it would be just you and me, and me and Cassian. Victor has come onto me as well, and I didn't find it uncomfortable, even though he does undeniably feel younger sometimes."
At the mention of the young escort, his eyes widened a little in surprise, though the remainder of his face stayed unmoved, at a neutral pose.
"I need to know if that is alright with you."
At last she had said her last bit, and it was now up to him to take the word.
He didn't say much for a few minutes, his expression still, as she waited.
Finally, he spoke up.
"I need to think about it."
She sighed, and began moving away from him, in order to unlock the door and bid him goodbye.
Before she could do so however, he pulled her back, and whispered in her ear, "For now, I would like to stay this way."
She was frozen in surprise for a heartbeat, before chuckling and getting comfortable in his arms again.
/I'll take that as a tentative positive.
"Very well."
Her mind was wandering as she remembered her original plan for his return.
"Do you want to come with me to an outing today?" she mumbled sleepily.
He kissed her on the forehead with a smile.
"Yes."
With that, the two dozed off, entwined in each others arms, as the sun rose outside of the thick velvet curtain.
A few hours later, they drowsily awoke to the sound of breakfast preparations. Raiva stretched her arms out, accidentally hitting Griffin on the side of his head when he suddenly sat up.
"Oh!" she whisper-giggled in surprise.
He looked dazed for a moment, before gathering his senses and simply smiled amusedly.
"Good morning to you, too."
Silently gathering his things, he froze, glancing at Raiva.
Before having a chance to inquire, a knock sounded on her door.
"Good morning madam. May I come in?" Shelly's voice rang from the sitting room.
"Good morning," Raiva replied in a panic.
/Dammit! I should have pretended to be asleep, or in the washroom.
She stared wide-eyed at Griffin, suppressing a chuckle at her own foolishness.
Quickly continuing, she yawned loudly, "If it's alright, would you give me ten minutes to freshen up?"
"Of course, madam," the voice responded nonchalantly. "I will return then."
Steps moving away from the door could be vaguely heard, and Griffin shook his head in self-admonishment.
"My apologies. This does make things a little awkward."
"It does," Raiva whispered back. "Do you want to make it obvious or do you want to crawl out the window like a teenager?"
He suppressed a chuckle at the thought, glancing dismissively at his pick of windows.
"I'm afraid I will decline the escape route option," he leaned down towards her, touching his forehead to hers. "I will see you later for our outing. What time?"
She smiled at the reminder.
"Right after lunch, at one."
"Until then," he smiled a smile of ease, and walked towards the door.
There, he waited a moment, listening, before exiting as Shelly walked back into the kitchen, keeping him out of her line of sight.
Raiva plopped backwards onto her bed after he soundlessly closed the door behind him.
/Time to get up.