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Ravenloft: Adam: Is this...Love?	By : Manofevil Category: M through R > Ravenloft Views: 1279 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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She lay there draped across him like freshly fallen snow on a bush. She slept with a gentle smile on her lovely face and his hard penis still embedded deep within her. Her breathing was even and gentle and her flesh generated a calming, soothing, heat. Adam began to stroke her hair. He was beyond overwhelmed.
She suddenly began to move in her sleep. She stretched and relaxed first one leg then the other causing her lower muscles to flex around his penis. What was it Mordenheim had called it? Oh yes- the woman’s vagina- the entrance to her womb. She was again making those ‘MPH’ sounds but these were not as long or loud. She kept going until her body began to shake and quiver again and her hands slipped up behind his shoulders and she clung to him fiercely until the quivering stopped and she exhaled heavily against his chest. Mordenheim had never mentioned this.-Never. Adam laid his head back and decided to try to sleep.

Inga’s eyes fluttered open. Her entire front felt like she’d been sleeping face-down on a table. She’d actually collapsed on top of her lover. That was definitely something that had never happened to her happened to her –ever! The best loving she’d ever had came from one of the things she’d feared the most since she was a little girl. She crawled up his body to let his cock withdraw from her. Ezra, but he was big. She could feel his seed leaking from her and covering him. She kissed his cheek lightly and nuzzled into his neck. She could love this Monster forever based on this night alone. Was she mad to think such thoughts? Was this not the scourge of Lamordia? - The one who killed the crops when he was angry, the one who sank ships that got too close to his island? How could she love such a creature? And yet… throughout their loving he’d only been concerned for her- concerned that he was hurting her or she was hurting herself. She was a lowly tavern whore used by every man in her life since she was eight. There were few who were lower than her. What kind of monster cared for such as her? He wasn’t the monster. He couldn’t be. He was just a man that was badly scarred. It was true he’d never be handsome, but she’d been with far uglier. Yes, she may well be able to love such a man as this. He was, at least, far kinder than any other she’d met. She began to caress his chest. It was like running her hand over warm stone. His skin was just so hard and rough… and so terribly scarred. Perhaps he was the monster they all spoke of, but, if he was, he was hardly the murderous fiend they all said he was. Her hand wandered lower and through their combined juices. She chuckled. They’d need to clean up in the morning. She thought about licking him clean right then and there but thought better of it. He had never been with a woman before her and her actions might sicken him. She had been sickened by it the first few times and had only gradually grown to accept it. She’d try that tomorrow when they were both cleaning up. She giggled softly. She’d never wanted to do all things she was thinking about with ANYONE before. She was ready to do every twisted thing that she’d ever been made to do with this creature. “Well, maybe not EVERYTHING,” she thought, remembering her brothers. She was almost ready to wake him up so they could start up again but, again, she thought better of it. She didn’t want to anger him and they’d have plenty of time tomorrow. She rolled off his chest, pillowed her head on his mighty shoulder, and laid her arm across his chest. Yes, she thought, there’ll be plenty of time tomorrow.

It was almost pitch black in the lodge when Adam woke up: yet, somehow, he knew it was day. The only light in the room came from the few coals still glowing in the fireplace. The candle had long since burned down. It was probably past daybreak by now. Adam felt the girl’s warmth beside him. She had climbed off him sometime in the night but was still glued to his side. Her left arm was laid across his midsection, her right was tucked under his shoulder, and her legs were tangled firmly around his left leg. Her breathing was even and regular and, even in the low light; Adam could tell she was still smiling. The idea of anyone smiling at him or because of him was almost foreign to him. He had a few friends and he supposed that he’d had a few laughs with them, but whenever he parted with them he always eventually found himself feeling like the unnatural hideous monster from across the bay. For some reason, he didn’t feel that way at all around her- yet another thing he liked about her. Adam laid his head back and thought for a moment. Adam was not an idle person. Most of his daily life was involved in the hunting and gathering of food. He had the impulse right now to get up and go hunt down something to eat like he would any other morning. He had another impulse to just lay there next to her forever. Yet another impulse was to wake her up and do everything they did last night again…and again… and again. It certainly seemed to please her. He liked pleasing her. He’d like to please her again. Could he please her again? What if she woke up and saw him again and… He needed to get up. He didn’t want to disturb her though. She was … so beautiful when she slept. Carefully he lifted her arm off of him, and then her leg, and then carefully rolled off the bunk. The woman rolled over onto her belly but still slept. Adam rose to his feet, bumping his clothes, which he discovered were dry. He walked around them and to the fireplace to restart the fire. He soon had it roaring again. He stood up and then noticed that their collective… fluids had dried on his midsection. He thought he should clean it off but that would be difficult without rags. He looked at his clothes and decided the cuff of his pant leg would do. He pulled down his trousers, dipped the cuff in the kettle of melted snow he’d collected the night before, and scrubbed his midsection clean. He’d had worse things on his clothing, he thought. As he pulled his pants on, he heard one of the woman’s ‘MMPH’ sounds from behind him and turned around to face her.
She still lay on her stomach but now with her chin resting on her folded hands, looking up at him with sleepy eyes. Suddenly she looked sad.
“Do you… have to go?” She asked with big sad eyes.
She is not at all afraid thought Adam.
“There’s… nothing to eat here. We should have something to eat.” He said.
“Oh” she said, smiling in relief, “I thought you might… um…” She bit her lip and looked away for a moment then pushed herself to her knees.
“Do you have a name?” She asked.
“My name is Adam.” He said.
She stepped to her feet, looking straight into his eyes.
“My name is Inga.” She said, stepping toward him. There was less than a foot between them and then suddenly they were kissing again… and couldn’t stop.
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