reunions [Hektor]

A’ia allowed her eyes to flit closed as Hektor nuzzled against her, trying and failing to ignore the way her body was screaming for more. His very presence seemed to have ignited something within her, and each time he touched her, a burst of heat raced through her, incinerating everything in it’s path. He spoke then, and his words sobered her for a moment. If she did this, there would be no going back, no rewinding time. She could very well become a mother to Hektor’s pups, and yet she found that the idea did not scare her…but instead excited her. She had no one now but Hektor; she had lost her parents, her sister, her friends. If she became a mother, she would have a purpose, and she would have a family again. One that she would not fail.

As he nudged her to her feet, she stood still, allowing him to move along her body, causing her to shiver. He paused at her haunches, nudging at her tail, his words making her sigh with longing. Love he’d called her, and for some reason she knew in her heart that he meant it. She had spent so long running from him, pushing away his affections, trying to deny her own growing feelings. But no longer could she continue her cruel games; she was done running from him. ”I’m sure, Hektor. I want nothing more than to start a family…with you.” Her words were soft but genuine, her ears splaying back against her skull as she turned her head to look at him.

Her sunset eyes locked with his gaze – his eyes were such a lovely shade of chestnut, like the new bark upon trees in the spring. Without hesitation, she moved her tail aside for him, her entire body burning for him. Still, she was unexperienced in this, and she shyly lowered her gaze after a moment, allowing him to see her vulnerable. ”I have never been touched by a male before, like this. Will you be gentle at first?”

When he assured her that he would be gentle, all of A’ia’s reservations melted away, and she let her eyes flutter closed as he took advantage of her swept-aside tail, nosing gently at the pearl between her legs. His hot breath breezed across her as he inhaled and exhaled her scent, making her tremble lightly at the feeling that washed over her. But it was nothing compared to the wave of pleasure that overcame her when his tongue darted out to taste her, a soft yip of surprise escaping her muzzle as her eyes opened again in amazement. She had never known how enjoyable it could be to have a male lap at her in the way he was, his languid strokes swiftly evolving into more as his tongue slipped inside of her.

She could not help the breathy moan that escaped her muzzle, her hips shaking with the effort of not pressing back against his snout. She could think of nothing but Hektor and the way he was making her feel – both physically and emotionally. She’d been admittedly jealous whenever he came to her smelling of Avacyn, but she knew in that moment that no matter how much time he might spend with the other she-wolf, she was the one who had somehow captured his heart – and she would be the one to hold it. From the way he caressed her so eagerly and thoroughly with his touch, A’ia knew that he was hers now that she had decided to give herself fully to him. And that thought alone caused a delicious streak of pride and triumph to trickle through her, things she never thought she would feel in regards to Hektor…but now she certainly did.

When he moved to mount her, his paws wrapping so easily around her hips, head draped across her shoulders, she could not help the smile that touched her maw when he began to groom the thick, downy fur of her neck. ”We fit so perfectly together,” she murmured, unable to help herself – the feel of his body melded against hers was not uncomfortable or awkward in the least, as if they were made to be together like this. She could feel him teasingly holding himself at her entrance, and she gave a little whine, gently pressing back against him just enough to rub herself along his length. ”I’m ready. I need you,” she whispered in response to his words, her tone full of sureness and desire. She knew that the moment he entered her, she would be his completely. And for the first time, the thought did not scare her in the least.

If A’ia had worried that there would be any regret once she and Hektor were finally one, she shouldn’t have – for there was none. She had not known what to expect when he pressed against her after she’d urged him to take her; perhaps a jolt of pain, or something similar. But as her eyes flitted closed as his paws wrapped around her middle, his hips thrusting forward, she found that the sensation was…strange. Not bad, but new, her body adjusting to accommodate him until his hips were pressed entirely against her own. And when he began to move, she quickly found that all discomfort from the new feeling swiftly evaporated, leaving only a pleasure that started slowly but quickly flared into a blaze.

It was what her body had been begging for, and now she practically burned with it, the weight of him draped across her back and the sound of his growled words in her ear driving her almost wild with her desire for him. She hadn’t realized it until that moment, but little encouraging murmurs of pleasure had began to spill from her muzzle, her body trembling beneath his. She had not known that this was what she’d been missing, and yet still, a part of her could not even imagine enjoying coupling with anyone as much as she was now, with Hektor. He was true to his word at first, gentle and slow, though she could feel in the tenseness of his muscles that it was not easy for him to do so. But the very fact that he was trying, for her…she could not help the shiver that went down her spine, and when he began nipping at her splayed ears, she no longer held back herself, pressing her hips back against his each time he moved forward to meet her body.

When he at last seemed to lose a measure of his resolve, his thrusts picking up in speed and momentum, he’d given her body long enough to adjust to him, and instead of being uncomfortable, it was all the more maddening. There was no longer any shying away from the strange feeling building within her, and A’ia gave a high-pitched whine as a pleasure unlike any she’d known before washed through her, her back arching and his name escaping from her maw. A moment later he was following her, his own moan sending a rush of joy tumbling through her thoughts.

It took some time, for her wits to return to her. They were locked together now, the two of them, though she found that she did not mind remaining close to him at all. His low words made her eyes flicker open, and she turned her head to smile at him as he rearranged his body so that they could stand more comfortably until the tie faded. Though he’d touched her plenty in the last few moments they’d spent together, A’ia found herself extending her neck, reaching for him as she shifted until her muzzle reached his, her tongue swiping at the fur of his cheeks. ”I’m fine. That was…not what I expected. It was better,” she clarified, her words no longer bashful; how could they be, after what they’d shared?

She gave a little hum of contentment as she glanced around, pleased to see that they were still very much alone. She had not encountered many others upon Ser’eri, and she was grateful for it now; she wanted no one but Hektor near her in that moment, when she was pleasantly drowsy and vulnerable. Turning back to him, she could not help wondering if their first coupling would result in pups, a thought that filled her with hope. And if it didn’t…well, she knew that she didn’t intend for their first time together to be their last, and doubted that he did, either. ”I admittedly feel a little foolish for denying your attention for so long now. I’m glad you’ve seemingly forgiven me.”