After the doctor and police left the hotel, Tyr lay next to Macha on the bed. He stroked the curves of her body, "Do you feel better now?" He moved closer and played with the small of her back. The afternoon sun shot its rays through the red and orange curtains, causing her to look alluring.
Macha's mind was not focused on sex. She had been disappointed that their second trip together was filled with chaos. She made a little pout, "Do you think we should stop going on trips?" The places Tyr touched left trails of warmth along her skin, and she wiggled to stop the distraction.
Not really listening to her, Tyr replied, "Up to you." He occupied himself with unbuttoning her skirt with one hand. He moved above her and his weight pushed her deeper down into the mattress. She had taken a shower earlier and smelled like apples because of the hotel soap. Tyr kissed her collarbone and pulled her skirt down.
She realized what he wanted, but she wanted to finish the conversation first. Running her fingers through his bangs as he kissed her, she looked at him seriously, "No, really Tyr. This is our second trip together, and we were in danger again." He caressed her with his fingers and caused her concentration to waver. Macha gave a small moan when his fingers entered her. "Tyr listen to me." She realized her words sounded weak and breathy, but he knew her body so well.
Tyr lifted his head to gaze into Macha's eyes, "You over think it. This was my fault. Let me apologize to you." He loved making love to her while on vacation. The lack of responsibility made it much more intense. While they were away, he did not have to worry about someone knocking on the office door or waking up for work the next day. He could enjoy the moment for what it was.
Tyr raised Macha's blouse above her head and licked the valley between her breasts. He slowly made his way up to her earlobe. He loved how she always tilted her chin back when he did that. To him, she tasted sweet like honey. He wanted to enter her but held out. It was more enjoyable when she begged him.
Macha arched her back and pulled Tyr's head down to kiss her neck. His breath was warm against her skin and his deep voice was like velvet skimming along her skin, "You're so wet," he purred.
Tyr sounded so full of longing that it caused Macha to pull him closer. She became dizzy from his kisses and how his fingers caressed her with so much skill. After a while, she cried out, "Tyr, please." She wanted to come with him, but he refused to enter her.
Tyr moved his mouth down to flick his tongue across her nipples while he undid his pants. Her legs wrapped around him, making it hard to take his clothes off. Macha's hands pulled his hair, "I need you, please."
The sound of Macha pleading for him with her soft voice full of desire was like music to his ears. Tyr grabbed her ankles and spread her legs apart. He indulged in the feeling of her closing around his length. Sitting on his knees, he raised Macha up onto him.
Her fingers held onto his shoulders as she rode on top of him. Tyr pulled her hair and watched as her breasts bounced. As she moved in a quick steady rhythm, he saw her lips parted from the pleasure and a loud moan escaped. Her body quivered around his length. The way she looked when she moaned with pleasure made him harder, but he slowed his movements for her and laid her down on the bed.
Kissing her temple Tyr asked, "Am I forgiven?" Today he did not mind if he did not get his release, he only wanted to express his love to her. There were still things he wanted to show her in Kochi during their short stay.
Macha shook her head. Her hair appeared mussed and her voice sounded sultry, "No. I want us to come together." It was always satisfying to find sexual release, but she preferred the moments when both of them found pleasure at the same time. She loved the way Tyr moved during his climax. It was always so full of carnal passion.
Their lovemaking also made her feel as if she were too greedy because he always made her come multiple times whenever they made love.
Macha's request caused Tyr to grin. His eyes were a deep green, and he gave her a long kiss. He flipped Macha onto her hands and knees. Before entering her again, he ran his hand along her spine. In a husky voice, he warned her, "Don't blame me if you don't get to see Kochi."
****
Macha felt a bit sore as they walked through the streets. She did not expect Tyr to make her come four more times before finally giving in. Despite the discomfort, she did not want to mention it to him because he would force her to see a medic. The explanation she would have to give would be embarrassing. Macha looked up and realized Tyr's piercing gaze was staring at her.
"What's wrong?" Tyr stopped walking and pulled Macha to the side. She moved awkwardly compared to her usual grace, and he needed to know if she had a blister. Tonight she wore a new pair of shoes and he did not want her to push herself.
The people walking along the street flowed around them. Macha looked around and spotted a nice platter, "Oh look that's pretty," she took a step away from Tyr.
A firm hand pulled her back.
Tyr repeated his question, "What's wrong?" Macha turned her head away from him, so he added, "I can tell something is wrong. Tell me." He could not comprehend why she even tried to hide anything from him. They were around each other all the time and he learned her quirks inside and out.
Clearing her throat, Macha motioned for him to come closer. When Tyr leaned down, she cupped her hands around his ear, "I'm sore down there." When Tyr turned his head and gave her a confused expression, she raised her eyebrows and gave him a telling look. She glanced around, "You know, from our... exercise..."
Tyr smiled and kissed her quickly on her lips. He was still bent down, so he whispered back to her, "I was just seeking forgiveness. Come, I'll carry you." He lifted Macha up into his arms. With an expression full of concern, he asked, "Do you want me to get a medic?"
Her face immediately turned sour. "No! Put me down. I can walk on my own. What would I tell a medic?" She recognized things were quickly progressing to him taking her to a medic. Tyr made no move to put her down so she warned him, "I swear if you take me to a medic I won't cook you dinner for a week."
"All right. I won't have your dinner for a week." He did not care about the luxuries of Macha's cooking compared to her health.
She always tried to ignore even the smallest things like a bruise or a paper cut. To him, those all meant he did not take care of her. He wished she understood that her health coincided with his love. If she was healthy and happy, then it meant he was doing a good job showing her how much he loved her.
Macha groaned and covered her face, "Tyr please, It's too embarrassing..." She hated that he acted like this for every little thing. She was used to dealing with problems like this and she thought he was being overly dramatic.
The expression on Macha's face was priceless. He snuggled her in his arms. He remembered what she told him after her duel with Kurbiika, so he quoted, "Embarrassment only lasts a moment. It isn't anything to be bothered about."
Her own quote being thrown back at her made her even sourer. Tyr loved doing that and sometimes she hated how good his memory was. Macha responded with silence.
He then remembered the warning he gave her earlier, and it caused him to chuckle. His tongue darted in her ear and he gave her earlobe a little nip. "I told you not to blame me if you didn't get to see Kochi."
The venomous stare Macha gave him was not intimidating at all. No matter how hard she tried to practice insults or intimidation she was too cute to pull it off.
Tyr laughed as he walked through the streets, "Don't give me that look. You're too cute. I told you, you have to train harder, yet that's all you can come up with to intimidate me?"
Not stopping for anything, Tyr took Macha back to the hotel and had her treated.
Afterward, the medic pulled him aside and in a hushed voice, he said, "My Lord, I thought you should know Macha is ovulating right now. I don't know if you want me to provide you with some Kanva powder to ensure she doesn't conceive."
Many nobles who visited the hotel with their lovers requested the Kanva powder to ensure there were no mistakes. It was something they kept in large supply.
The idea of having a child with Macha never occurred to Tyr. His eyes darted to her, and he watched her leaning out of the window on her toes. A sudden protectiveness gripped him. He realized she might be pregnant from their earlier lovemaking. He rushed across the room and grabbed her arm. Pulling her away from the window, he chastised, "Don't do that. You could fall out." After saying that, he hurried Macha out of the office and asked her to wait for him in the lobby.
The medic was already pouring some powder into a vial when he came back. Tyr stopped the man, "No need. Do you think she could handle a pregnancy?" She was so small compared to people from his world, he worried that bearing a child would be too much for her.
There was a short silence in the room. The medic sat down and motioned for Tyr to sit as well. "In my professional opinion, she would be able to have a child, but she would probably need to have surgery to remove it. Her hips aren't big enough for a baby's head to squeeze through. Of course, if she becomes pregnant, one would have to observe how large the child is and whatnot."
Tyr nodded and thanked the doctor. As he left, he stopped behind a pillar and stared at Macha. He knew he loved her, but he questioned if he wanted a child with her. Thinking about it caused him stress. He never wanted children before. The idea of bringing a child into this terrible world was unappealing to him.
Macha spotted him and hurried over to his side. She was getting hungry and wanted to eat dinner. "What are you pondering about back here?"
The smile on her face made Tyr feel guilty. He would never stop her from becoming pregnant, but the notion of not wanting a child with her did not seem right either. "Nothing," he replied and led her out of the hotel.
After the doctor and police left the hotel, Tyr lay next to Macha on the bed. He stroked the curves of her body, "Do you feel better now?" He moved closer and played with the small of her back. The afternoon sun shot its rays through the red and orange curtains, causing her to look alluring.
Macha's mind was not focused on sex. She had been disappointed that their second trip together was filled with chaos. She made a little pout, "Do you think we should stop going on trips?" The places Tyr touched left trails of warmth along her skin, and she wiggled to stop the distraction.
Not really listening to her, Tyr replied, "Up to you." He occupied himself with unbuttoning her skirt with one hand. He moved above her and his weight pushed her deeper down into the mattress. She had taken a shower earlier and smelled like apples because of the hotel soap. Tyr kissed her collarbone and pulled her skirt down.
She realized what he wanted, but she wanted to finish the conversation first. Running her fingers through his bangs as he kissed her, she looked at him seriously, "No, really Tyr. This is our second trip together, and we were in danger again." He caressed her with his fingers and caused her concentration to waver. Macha gave a small moan when his fingers entered her. "Tyr listen to me." She realized her words sounded weak and breathy, but he knew her body so well.
Tyr lifted his head to gaze into Macha's eyes, "You over think it. This was my fault. Let me apologize to you." He loved making love to her while on vacation. The lack of responsibility made it much more intense. While they were away, he did not have to worry about someone knocking on the office door or waking up for work the next day. He could enjoy the moment for what it was.
Tyr raised Macha's blouse above her head and licked the valley between her breasts. He slowly made his way up to her earlobe. He loved how she always tilted her chin back when he did that. To him, she tasted sweet like honey. He wanted to enter her but held out. It was more enjoyable when she begged him.
Macha arched her back and pulled Tyr's head down to kiss her neck. His breath was warm against her skin and his deep voice was like velvet skimming along her skin, "You're so wet," he purred.
Tyr sounded so full of longing that it caused Macha to pull him closer. She became dizzy from his kisses and how his fingers caressed her with so much skill. After a while, she cried out, "Tyr, please." She wanted to come with him, but he refused to enter her.
Tyr moved his mouth down to flick his tongue across her nipples while he undid his pants. Her legs wrapped around him, making it hard to take his clothes off. Macha's hands pulled his hair, "I need you, please."
The sound of Macha pleading for him with her soft voice full of desire was like music to his ears. Tyr grabbed her ankles and spread her legs apart. He indulged in the feeling of her closing around his length. Sitting on his knees, he raised Macha up onto him.
Her fingers held onto his shoulders as she rode on top of him. Tyr pulled her hair and watched as her breasts bounced. As she moved in a quick steady rhythm, he saw her lips parted from the pleasure and a loud moan escaped. Her body quivered around his length. The way she looked when she moaned with pleasure made him harder, but he slowed his movements for her and laid her down on the bed.
Kissing her temple Tyr asked, "Am I forgiven?" Today he did not mind if he did not get his release, he only wanted to express his love to her. There were still things he wanted to show her in Kochi during their short stay.
Macha shook her head. Her hair appeared mussed and her voice sounded sultry, "No. I want us to come together." It was always satisfying to find sexual release, but she preferred the moments when both of them found pleasure at the same time. She loved the way Tyr moved during his climax. It was always so full of carnal passion.
Their lovemaking also made her feel as if she were too greedy because he always made her come multiple times whenever they made love.
Macha's request caused Tyr to grin. His eyes were a deep green, and he gave her a long kiss. He flipped Macha onto her hands and knees. Before entering her again, he ran his hand along her spine. In a husky voice, he warned her, "Don't blame me if you don't get to see Kochi."
****
Macha felt a bit sore as they walked through the streets. She did not expect Tyr to make her come four more times before finally giving in. Despite the discomfort, she did not want to mention it to him because he would force her to see a medic. The explanation she would have to give would be embarrassing. Macha looked up and realized Tyr's piercing gaze was staring at her.
"What's wrong?" Tyr stopped walking and pulled Macha to the side. She moved awkwardly compared to her usual grace, and he needed to know if she had a blister. Tonight she wore a new pair of shoes and he did not want her to push herself.
The people walking along the street flowed around them. Macha looked around and spotted a nice platter, "Oh look that's pretty," she took a step away from Tyr.
A firm hand pulled her back.
Tyr repeated his question, "What's wrong?" Macha turned her head away from him, so he added, "I can tell something is wrong. Tell me." He could not comprehend why she even tried to hide anything from him. They were around each other all the time and he learned her quirks inside and out.
Clearing her throat, Macha motioned for him to come closer. When Tyr leaned down, she cupped her hands around his ear, "I'm sore down there." When Tyr turned his head and gave her a confused expression, she raised her eyebrows and gave him a telling look. She glanced around, "You know, from our... exercise..."
Tyr smiled and kissed her quickly on her lips. He was still bent down, so he whispered back to her, "I was just seeking forgiveness. Come, I'll carry you." He lifted Macha up into his arms. With an expression full of concern, he asked, "Do you want me to get a medic?"
Her face immediately turned sour. "No! Put me down. I can walk on my own. What would I tell a medic?" She recognized things were quickly progressing to him taking her to a medic. Tyr made no move to put her down so she warned him, "I swear if you take me to a medic I won't cook you dinner for a week."
"All right. I won't have your dinner for a week." He did not care about the luxuries of Macha's cooking compared to her health.
She always tried to ignore even the smallest things like a bruise or a paper cut. To him, those all meant he did not take care of her. He wished she understood that her health coincided with his love. If she was healthy and happy, then it meant he was doing a good job showing her how much he loved her.
Macha groaned and covered her face, "Tyr please, It's too embarrassing..." She hated that he acted like this for every little thing. She was used to dealing with problems like this and she thought he was being overly dramatic.
The expression on Macha's face was priceless. He snuggled her in his arms. He remembered what she told him after her duel with Kurbiika, so he quoted, "Embarrassment only lasts a moment. It isn't anything to be bothered about."
Her own quote being thrown back at her made her even sourer. Tyr loved doing that and sometimes she hated how good his memory was. Macha responded with silence.
He then remembered the warning he gave her earlier, and it caused him to chuckle. His tongue darted in her ear and he gave her earlobe a little nip. "I told you not to blame me if you didn't get to see Kochi."
The venomous stare Macha gave him was not intimidating at all. No matter how hard she tried to practice insults or intimidation she was too cute to pull it off.
Tyr laughed as he walked through the streets, "Don't give me that look. You're too cute. I told you, you have to train harder, yet that's all you can come up with to intimidate me?"
Not stopping for anything, Tyr took Macha back to the hotel and had her treated.
Afterward, the medic pulled him aside and in a hushed voice, he said, "My Lord, I thought you should know Macha is ovulating right now. I don't know if you want me to provide you with some Kanva powder to ensure she doesn't conceive."
Many nobles who visited the hotel with their lovers requested the Kanva powder to ensure there were no mistakes. It was something they kept in large supply.
The idea of having a child with Macha never occurred to Tyr. His eyes darted to her, and he watched her leaning out of the window on her toes. A sudden protectiveness gripped him. He realized she might be pregnant from their earlier lovemaking. He rushed across the room and grabbed her arm. Pulling her away from the window, he chastised, "Don't do that. You could fall out." After saying that, he hurried Macha out of the office and asked her to wait for him in the lobby.
The medic was already pouring some powder into a vial when he came back. Tyr stopped the man, "No need. Do you think she could handle a pregnancy?" She was so small compared to people from his world, he worried that bearing a child would be too much for her.
There was a short silence in the room. The medic sat down and motioned for Tyr to sit as well. "In my professional opinion, she would be able to have a child, but she would probably need to have surgery to remove it. Her hips aren't big enough for a baby's head to squeeze through. Of course, if she becomes pregnant, one would have to observe how large the child is and whatnot."
Tyr nodded and thanked the doctor. As he left, he stopped behind a pillar and stared at Macha. He knew he loved her, but he questioned if he wanted a child with her. Thinking about it caused him stress. He never wanted children before. The idea of bringing a child into this terrible world was unappealing to him.
Macha spotted him and hurried over to his side. She was getting hungry and wanted to eat dinner. "What are you pondering about back here?"
The smile on her face made Tyr feel guilty. He would never stop her from becoming pregnant, but the notion of not wanting a child with her did not seem right either. "Nothing," he replied and led her out of the hotel.
