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Vermillion's body buzzed with elation.
Though it had been a hefty, dizzying turn of events between their spar and now, she had finally gotten the push she needed to make her shot. Her arms and jaw still ached from Lae'zel's punches, but ever the same her scales still tingled with the warmth from Lae'zel's lips feverishly covering her face in kisses. She nearly wanted to chuck her gauntlets in the mere direction of her tent and scamper off for their plans- however with Astarion already having caught on to the idea that they may have been doing more than just the spar they had planned, Vermillion didn't want to come across as suspicious by rushing off behind Lae'zel. Instead, they timed things carefully. Lae'zel got her portion of the meal, they returned the items they had brought to spar back to their respective tents, and one at a time about five minutes apart, they split off silently from the camp. Luckily for them, the camp was currently nestled in a dilapidated section of the monastery, far enough off from the creché to prove safe while still providing cover. As well, for a set of lovers, it allowed for them to sneak off to somewhere more pleasant than just the grass. Vermillion still brought her bedroll and blankets as she had promised, tucked under her arm as she explored the ruins in search for her eager Gith.
It became a sort of game, in the silent ruined halls, if only for a few minutes. She stepped lightly, her worn boots only clicking lightly against the stones as she utilized her hearing as her aid. She tuned into the silence, until she could pick up the faintest sounds of breath just a few rooms away. Oh, and her blood was pumping with an excitement she hadn't had since her first hunt. She let a low growl rumble in her chest, feeling how her breath stifled in her nose when she did and allowing the breeze cool her lungs. She crept her way down the ruined passage of the monastery, carefully over debris and a partially wrecked wall until she reached her prize. She decided to see if she could test her luck. She got down on all fours, the shape of her legs lending for the balls of her feet to be flat against the ground as she walked. She could sense it, the sounds and scents of someone just outside the doorway she had found. She smiled as she pounced.
Lae'zel had sat herself in a relatively clean room, nearly intact compared to the rest- however, surprisingly, it seemed she had not expected to be quite literally pounced upon by her companion. Perhaps it was partly because she was wondering if Vermillion would know where to find her- but, obviously...she had nothing to worry about.
"Lae'zel." Vermillion purred as she loomed over her, one hand holding one of her spotted olive shoulders against the floor. Her crimson maw was split into what would be a menacing grin, if Lae'zel couldn't see the slow wag of Vermillion's tail behind her, betraying her true joy. Lae'zel let a rough laugh escape her lips, and she reached up, her hand halfway squeezing at Vermillion's throat and caressing up to her jaw. The woman in her grasp shuddered, her breaths as warm as ever.
"Your pulse quickens, dragon....do you find it as exhilarating as I do, to be held this way?" Lae'zel whispered, her words taking on a twisted satisfaction. Vermillion wouldn't be able to explain why in words, but she did find the position they had found themselves in to be rather gratifying. Lae'zel then moved her hand up, the other catching on the top of Vermillion's snout. She held her jaws shut, and met her gaze with a sharp, commanding intensity. "Tonight...you are what is mine." She waited, likely anticipating Vermillion's rebuttal. Yet, instead her companion leaned into her touch, a low, deep purr vibrating against her hands. Then against her chest, as Vermillion allowed some of her weight to rest against Lae'zel. Vermillion nudged Lae'zel's hands loose until she could speak once again.
"As are you." Vermillion murmured, her hands tracing down from Lae'zel's shoulders down the steps of her ribs to her waist, with one hand curling it's way around her hip to hold the swell. "You said it yourself, huntress....you wish for me to mark you." She reminded, her claws closing around her hip and digging into the skin just enough to sting. "You wish for me to show you my conquest...and so I shall."
As she spoke, she could feel Lae'zel's heartbeat drumming against her own chest, and she knew both of them were right where they wanted to be. They were both fierce, calculated, rough at the edges- it only made sense that their match would be one who would dare try to overtake them...or perhaps, one who can overtake them.
Lae'zel's hands loosened from their place on Vermillion's snout, instead coming up and grabbing a jagged horn in each hand. She pulled Vermillion in close, pressing a firm kiss to her nose and lips each. The sensation sent a warm thrill down south, coiling in Vermillion's stomach ever hotter. That thrill distracted her, and Lae'zel made her move. She used her leverage on Vermillion's mantle to push her, managing to roll her over until she was above, straddling Vermillion's thicker, boxy hips with her hands holding Vermillion down. Vermillion had no choice but to bare her throat, and to her pride's dismay, a small moan left her lips when Lae'zel took advantage of the position to nip and kiss at her pulse. She wrapped her arms more fully around Lae'zel's hips, pulling her down for more of the delicious contact that she was receiving.
"What was it you said about your...conquest?" Lae'zel quietly muttered as her hands came down, beginning to undo Vermillion's robes and pull them off of her shoulders. Golden eyes halflidded in satisfaction, Vermillion smiled.
"I will have my time....for now, I am finding it all too pleasing to be your prey for once." Lae'zel pressed her hips forward, Vermillion's breath catching before she laughed and let her head fall back against the pillow Lae'zel had set down prior. "And....need I remind you that you owe me?" She reminded as she lifted her shoulders to allow Lae'zel to remove the rest of her robes, tossing them aside and allowing her muscular, scaly chest to be her grounds to cover. Now bare, it became increasingly clear the sheer amount of bruises across Vermillion's skin from their scuffle. She saw Lae'zel hesitate a moment, and brought her hand to meet Lae'zel's, placing it on one of the bigger bruises along her ribs. "It's only good sportsmanship to treat the loser...make sure they're not too hurt, perhaps take some of the more..strenuous activities.." Vermillion purred, looking up to her lover in a wolf's haze. "Take what I give you...and I assure you, my turn will be ever the sweeter for us both." She promised, leaving Lae'zel in a state one could only describe as aching. She was quick to remove her pants, nearly ripping off the buttons in her haste. Once she was bare, she repositioned carefully, though her movements were confident- practiced, even. She tilted Vermillion's head back with the grip she had on her horn, and moved her way upwards until she was aligned with her lover's snout. Vermillion's breaths were warm, and she could feel them against the damp folds between her legs.
"You are not giving me a thing, dragon...I am taking what is mine." Lae'zel's voice demanded, and gods above did Vermillion want to do nothing more than lie down and take it. Her arms bracketed Lae'zel's thighs, securing them above her head as she nosed as the sensitive flesh she was being entrusted with. Though in truth, she could feel that beneath all of the demand and fire, Lae'zel's body was tense. She could feel it beneath her palms, see it in how she held onto her horns. Vermillion pressed a soft, delicate kiss against the outer flesh of her lover's center.
"Do not worry....I am not all bite, I assure you. I can behave, if I wish..." She purred before her tongue parted her lips, slowly introducing itself to Lae'zel's center. It was slender, but found its way wriggling to lick a strip straight up from perineum to clit. It dragged through Lae'zel's wetness, tasting the tang of it. She could feel Lae'zel's breaths falter, how she curled over Vermillion and tried to stifle the noises that naturally fell from her. Vermillion's hands at her hips gently squeezed and rubbed back and forth. Though she was playing the part of a demanding yet obedient lover, she still wanted to show Lae'zel that she was safe if put into her care. Utterly, and truly. As she tasted and began to curl her tongue against Lae'zel's clit, she continued to hold her steady, and slowed when she could see Lae'zel having trouble reigning herself in. Every time Lae'zel would stutter, Vermillion was there to catch her, and every moment of weakness she had, Vermillion was there as her will and her means to keep going.
Lae'zel began to rock her hips into her lover's tongue, letting half formed curses and rough sounds of her pleasure leave her with each small, unrelenting movement. It was nearly too much, and yet not quite enough. Vermillion's own mind swam with sensation, and she squeezed at Lae'zel's hips, tilting her just slightly to adjust the angle so that she could easier tease her sweet spot. Vermillion had never thought she would hear a legitimate moan from Lae'zel in her days- she had grown all too accustomed to pained sighs, huffs, groans of all sorts from aches...this was a rather delightful treat for her indeed. One that had the insides of her thighs just slightest bit damp as she worked her tongue back and forth, dipping inward just for a taste before returning to center. The pleasure buzzing in Lae'zel's gut rose in a very quick crescendo, and she suddenly bucked her hips down harder, making Vermillion adjust her hold.
"Vermillion- Don't stop...don't stop- don't you dare..." Lae'zel muttered between her clenched teeth, and in reply Vermillion simply held on tighter, delved her tongue deeper. Lae'zel let out a broken sound, halfway between a cry and a moan, and her legs shook as she was finally tipped over the edge of ecstasy. Her heart beat against her ribcage wildly, and for a single moment everything felt like it was tingling from her fingertips to her eyes. When she began to come down, she vaguely felt the readjustment in position, but didn't think much of it. It was only when the blanket came up over her shoulder that it started to cue her into the care she was being shown. She glanced up and saw that Vermillion was on her side just next to her, looking down at her with a sweet smile. When acknowledged, Vermillion brought her hand down and gently ran it through Lae'zel's hair. They let that quiet take the moment. The cool feel of the tile just outside the bounds of the bedrolls, the chirping of crickets and other bugs along the old ruined walls, the nightly air wading through their lungs.
Vermillion never thought herself to be the sentimental type, but seeing Lae'zel in this way, in the dim light with her eyes blown out just the slightest amount and her forehead glistening with the evidence of their coupling...she wanted to burn the memory into her mind. Tadpoles be damned, this memory would be hers and hers alone to have. She scooted inward, pressing soft kisses against Lae'zel's forehead and along her cheeks. The soldier didn't seem all too impressed under the onslaught of affections, however, scoffing quietly.
"If this is what you were to mean by 'your turn being ever sweeter', I am sorely disappointed that you would be so...gentle." Lae'zel murmured into Vermillion's chest, even as her cheek was pressed against the warm scales, like a lizard having found its perfect warm rock in the sun.
"Of course this is not what I mean by that...And I take it as insult that you would believe I would plan only one round into our night. Do you take me a poor virgin begging for the touch of a woman?" Vermillion teased, nudging her snout into Lae'zel's jaw until she drew a laugh from Lae'zel's lips and she was lightly shoved away. Kissing Lae'zel's palm as recompense, her gaze met her lover's own, the black slits of her golden eyes rounded out to lovely ovals. Ovals that Lae'zel had a hard time tearing her eyes off of. Which struck as an odd feeling. She never found it comfortable to stare into someone's eyes for long, and often she had to discipline herself into doing so to maintain regularity. But this, this here was comfortable. Soft. Vermillion pressed another kiss to her nose bridge, beginning to murmur once again.
"Taking advantage of one's refractory period is an important step within intimacy. Pushing yourself would not prove fruitful." The crimson dragon pointed out as her arms slid gently around Lae'zel, pulling her in close and gently purring. "And besides...a mental break would be good for you as well, no? Wouldn't want things to get dizzying."
"You are mothering me far too much for my liking. Much as you are not an ignorant virgin, I am no suckling needing your protection and guidance." Lae'zel argued, though she did lean into Vermillion's hug, her own arms returning the gesture and snuggling in against her.
"Perhaps not. But, expectation proves a hefty beast. I did not wish for you to push yourself in my stead when I am more than willing to wait until the time is right for us both." Vermillion explained, and the woman in her grasp rolled her eyes, but ultimately rested her head beneath her chin and conceded her initial rebuttal.
"Worry plagues your sense, Draa'zvir." Lae'zel huffed, but unfortunately for her the comment only piqued Vermillion's curiosity. Her hand cradled Lae'zel's cheek, brushing her clawed thumb over the plane of skin and feeling the light bumps that defined the curve. She tilted her head to one side and quirked a brow.
"And what does that one mean, Lae'zel darling?" She inquired, and she could see visibly on Lae'zel's face that an equal amount of confusion was found with her question- but regardless, Lae'zel smiled and chuckled along. She gave it a moment, as if daring Vermillion to try to figure it out on her own, then leaned in until their noses brushed against one another.
"It means 'Dragon's breath.' Usually, it's use pertains to the fire that your ancestors would produce...however, in this context...I believe it would translate better to 'Lizard breath.' As a form of insult." Lae'zel explained, her tone an awful sort of casual that made Vermillion turn up her nose and huff, furrowing her brows.
"Tsk. Insulting me in a language I am not fluent in so that you may explain it to me as though I am no more than a hatchling- painfully clever and despicable, Lae'zel." Vermillion teased back, before knocking her forehead lightly against Lae'zel's own. "And I will have you know that I am as close to a lizard as you are a frog. You do not see me calling you 'froggy', do you? Hm?" She inquired, pinching Lae'zel's cheek between her fingers. Lae'zel huffed, bringing a hand up and once again shoving Vermillion's face away from her own, shutting her up swiftly. Not that the comment offended her, in fact she really only wanted to return the playful energy she was being given. Luckily for her, it seemed exactly her lover's style. She laughed, hearty and deep. It was a sound that Lae'zel had heard likely a hundred times over the past few months, and she would listen to it a thousand more if she could. Just feeling how it reverberated in Vermillion's chest made her own body feel like it was stuffed with warm cotton. It was partially difficult for her, however, as her gaze went downturned. She knew logically after their discussion, after sharing their feelings through the tadpoles, that she should not be ashamed by those fluttery sensations in her stomach. That they weren't something to wrestle into submission or shove down until they died out, yet...she found it difficult to grapple with accepting them. It felt foreign, and it rang alarms in the back of her mind.
As it always seemed to happen nowadays, she was eased out of her thoughts by a scaly hand tracing its way up her side. This time around, it was under the blanket, caressing directly against her heated skin. She leaned into that touch this time, tilting her head up to press kisses against the soft skin of Vermillion's neck and collarbones. Slowly their movements grew in traction, as Lae'zel began littering nips and bites between each brush of her lips. Each one tugged a gasp from the one above her, making her scales shudder with satisfaction. As if in return, Vermillion met each of her bites with a delightful caress or squeeze, until they both were pressed close enough together to be practically rubbing against one another. Lae'zel's hand darted down, catching on Vermillion's pants and tugging them halfway down her thighs without warning. Though surprised, Vermillion certainly wouldn't let the opportunity pass her by. She kicked off her pants off to the side as she leaned in to kiss Lae'zel furiously once again. She adjusted subtly as they did, until she was able to push Lae'zel onto her back and straddle her. One hand went to Lae'zel's chin, holding her steady while the other stroked one of her breasts in her palm. Her tongue was long enough to dominate the kiss, loving and oppressive in equal measure as Lae'zel could do nothing but tip her head back and allow it.
Vermillion pulled back, her hand on Lae'zel's chin the only thing stopping her lover from going in for another hasty makeout. Lae'zel's lips were reddened, glistened with a mix of their saliva- and she looked up to Vermillion with such a prominent need, as if she were being deprived of the air she needed to breathe. Vermillion slowly smiled, brushing one of her thumbs over Lae'zel's lip. "Now...you are going to do your due diligence and please your partner like you should." Vermillion began, her voice a low, sensual timbre as she lowered her gaze to meet Lae'zel's own. At that angle and light, she was an absolute monster- a beast ready to pounce and devour all that was within her sights. Yet Lae'zel could not tear her eyes away. Her body felt the instinctual tingling of fear, and yet she did not feel afraid. She felt excitement. She felt herself grow wet once again under those piercing, golden eyes ready to tear her apart. "You are going to pleasure me with all that is at your disposal....but, at the condition that you will have to look at me all the while." Vermillion added, watching as one of Lae'zel's hands began to trail its way down Vermillion's lighter underbelly, down until she could feel how wet Vermillion was. Vermillion tipped Lae'zel's head back up, a small huff brushing her warm breath across Lae'zel's brow.
"Can you do that for me, my sweet?" Lae'zel nodded once to Vermillion's sweet, saccharine question as If she had been given a task that may cost her life. Yet as she pressed close and began sliding her fingers to part Vermillion's soft folds, her gaze was nothing but devotion and lust. The type of look that made Vermillion's heart skip a beat, and would have her enamored if she didn't have bigger fish to fry. A shuddering sound escaped her lips as she felt Lae'zel's fingertips gently encircle her clit, but she soon came to relish in the feeling as the lulling of pleasure unfurled the tight heat within her gut. Her claws held tight onto Lae'zel's jaw, feeling how heavy and quick Lae'zel's heart was thumping, nearly in time with her own. "That's it...show me- show me how good you can be for me." She whispered, watching how her lover squirmed under the praise, loving how clear the growing ache within her was becoming just by her mannerisms. "Now- put them inside...yess..." Vermillion whined when she felt two slender fingers slide inside of her, how they curled up in just the perfect way to press into the sensitive flesh of her walls and hit just the right spot she had been craving for. It was a shame that they didn't have any of their part members fancy spells on hand- because gods above and below would she kill to have her lover properly make love to her. However, as she rocked her hips back and raised her gaze once again to Lae'zel's...she knew she wouldn't change a thing about tonight. With the way she was staring up at her, all desperation and temptation all wrapped up into a delirious, needy look- she really couldn't help herself. She leaned in, kissing Lae'zel as she rode Lae'zel's fingers, allowing herself to melt into the sensation and feel each and every movement as it sent hot shocks up her spine. Lae'zel readjusted only slightly in the middle, only so she could drive her fingers deeper- but it gave Vermillion the opening to part their kiss and replace her tongue with two fingers, curling to press the very tips of her claws against Lae'zel's tongue. Lae'zel panted around her fingers, but never once broke her gaze just as she had been told.
"Hah...good...so- ghh..so damn good." Vermillion panted, sitting up straighter so she could get another good look at Lae'zel's face. She knew she was getting close, and Lae'zel could sense it by how her walls tightened, how her breaths got quicker and her posture less refined, far more snappy. "Bite. Bite down on them.." She commanded, and Lae'zel barely hesitated before she shut her jaws down on Vermillion's fingers, letting the sharp points dig into her scaly skin. She exhaled shakily, allowing her free hand to rest on the nape of Lae'zel's neck, keeping her head tipped upward.
"Just a little more- faster." She insisted, and within a few hard, hasty thrusts of Lae'zel's fingers, Lae'zel's other hand moved to rub Vermillion's clit, making the combination that sent her right over the edge. A guttural, muffled sound fell from her, followed quickly by louder gasps. Lae'zel kept the movement up until her lover's body began to tremble with overstimulation, to which she patted the back of Lae'zel's head.
"Mm....Alright...Alright, you can let go." Vermillion muttered her permission, to which Lae'zel slipped her fingers out, along with letting go of Vermillion's fingers in her mouth. Vermillion pulled Lae'zel in close, close enough that Lae'zel could feel the beats of Vermillion's heart against her head, until she could feel her hefty, hot pants against her scalp. Lae'zel herself was also panting rather hard, and though she knew it would probably be customary for her to offer conversation, something sweet and small- she had gotten herself off in the midst of pleasuring Vermillion, and the excitement of the night had simply drained her. Though she was never known to be a sedentary woman, she allowed herself this moment of peace. Vermillion carefully laid them both down, allowing Lae'zel to lay atop her chest, where she seemed most comfortable. Their heart rates slowed, and the cool breeze made everything feel just that little bit more conclusionary. Buzzing, lightheaded, cool...it all mixed into a sensation that neither of them would change for the world. Lae'zel buried her face within Vermillion's pectorals, humming against it with her arms naturally resting around her. Vermillion, while still hazy headed and taking in the wonder of the night, could recognize the weight of the moment.
It was the first time Lae'zel had initiated affection with her.
Good a time as any, she supposed. She smiled, wrapping her arms and tail over Lae'zel, one hand pulling the blanket with it and curling them both into a warm, loving embrace. She nuzzled the top of Lae'zel's head, huffing and gently catching her scent before letting out a low, quiet whine and pressing her cheek fully into the top of her head. Lae'zel allowed it, felt it, internalized the feeling of being cherished as she was. Coveted, held, like her Dragon's hoard. It sparked up that warm, lovely feeling in her chest. Instead now, she didn't run from it.
Lae'zel relished in the love given to her, in the protection of her red dragon- of her lover, and within that veil of warmth she allowed sleep to take her peacefully within its arms, for the first time in months.
Vermillion's smile softened, and she pressed one last kiss to the top of Lae'zel's head.
"Sleep well, my love."