Chapter 46: The talk

Irin looked at Koth. She couldn't believe he had offered to sleep on the floor. Now he looked a little sheepish where he stood.

"Well, maybe that wasn't the best idea," he admitted. "I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable." He was so sweet, Irin had a hard time staying mad at him. For some reason, he thought he needed to handle her with kid gloves. It was clear she needed to take charge of the situation.

"That is sweet of you, Koth. I'll be honest with you," she said as she walked up to him. "I will be really pissed with you if you sleep anywhere else than in this bed with me. Understood?"

"Very clear," he agreed with a smile. She smiled back at him and pulled on his beard to make him bend down so she could kiss him. The kiss deepened, and Irin gently pushed on Koth's chest. He took a step back. She pushed again, and he broke the kiss as he sat down on the bed. Irin felt herself smile a predatory smile as she walked up to him and climbed onto the bed, straddling him. This way they were almost the same height when she stood on her knees, balancing by holding his shoulders.

"Irin, what are you doing?" he asked. She continued smiling as she kissed him again, making sure the kiss was fiery. She sat down in his lap and let her hands run over his naked chest as she moved in one slow motion, rocking herself against him.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" she asked.

"Irin!" Koth sounded almost pained as he grabbed hold of her hips, trying to make her stop. She stopped moving and looked at him.

"You don't find me attractive?" she asked.

"No! I mean yes! I mean, fuck! Of course, I find you attractive," he said. Irin smiled at how flustered he was.

"Okay. So you like me and you find me attractive. Then explain why you don't want to have sex with me. I don't want to do something that makes you feel uncomfortable, but I want to understand," she told him. She was sitting on his lap, her hands still on his shoulders and he was still holding her hips. "You can tell me anything Koth. I won't be angry or disappointed. Well, maybe a little disappointed, but I will deal with it." He sighed and shifted one of his hands from her hip to cup her face.

"It's not that I don't want to have sex with you, Irin. By the gods do I want to," he told her. Irin frowned.

"If you want to, and I obviously want to, then what is the issue?"

"I just don't want to disappoint you, or hurt you, or make you see me in a new, worse, way," he confessed. Irin felt her heart ache for him. She stood up on her knees so she could hug him. It was a tight, warm hug and she didn't let go for a long while. Koth embraced her as well, and he leaned his head on her shoulder as if he was savouring the feeling. As she drew back she cupped his face with her hands.

"I want you to listen to me, Koth. I trust you, completely. I don't know who you are with other people, or who you used to be, but I know who you are when you are with me. I'm not worried you will hurt me, not emotionally or physically. If I were, I wouldn't have climbed on you and rubbed myself all over you like I was in heat," she told him.

"I would never hurt you, not if I'm in control. But we are talking about something primal. I don't know how much control I'll have," he said.

"Have you ever hurt someone during sex?" she asked.

"No," he admitted. "But that is different. They weren't you. I haven't felt this strongly about anyone else, and it scares me." His honesty had Irin wanting him even more. This was new to her as well.

"I trust you," she said and kissed him. She leaned in so she could whisper in his ear. "But if you prefer, I can always tie you up," she suggested and giggled at the huff from Koth. "Seriously, Koth. I'm not scared of you and we can take it slow. If you want us to wait and talk more about it, I'm fine with that as well. Just don't create distance between us that isn't needed." He pulled her into a kiss and she felt the same fire from him as Irin felt inside her.

"We go slow and if you think I'm losing control, you use your magic to send me flying," he told her.

"Deal," she agreed and sealed it with a new kiss. It was as if Koth let go of what had been holding him back, and Irin was swept away in the intensity of the kiss. This was what she had been dreaming about, it was how she had always thought it would be like when the two of them came together. Koth gripped her hips again, this time to help her grind down on his lap instead of holding her back. Irin moaned into the kiss and let her hands run all over his naked torso. His muscles played under her hands and she could feel the scarring from the magical symbols. When her hands moved up, over his shoulders, she took his robe with her and made sure it fell down his arms. Koth had to let go of his grip of her to pull his arms free. His robe ended up somewhere on the floor. He was now only dressed in his leather trousers, and as Irin was sitting in his lap, she didn't know how to get them off him. She wasn't ready to get up. It was too addictive to move against him. It caused enough friction and pressure to feel good, but not enough to satisfy her. There was no secret if he liked what she was doing or not. Irin could clearly feel the evidence of it. Koth took a grip in her hair and pulled back. As their lips lost contact, he hungrily kissed down her neck and dragged his tongue up her throat. Irin made a desperate sound.

"Your skin tastes of sunshine and spring," he murmured against her shoulder as he pulled the neckline of her dress to reach more naked skin. His voice was rougher than usual, and it sent a pulse to Irin's core.

"Help me get out of this dress," she pleaded. The dress she was wearing felt constrictive and overwhelming. She needed to get out of it, she needed to feel Koth's naked skin against hers. There was a primal need to feel his kisses all over her skin. Koth grunted his agreement, and for a moment she thought he would rip her dress to pieces. She was okay with it. She had another one, who needed two dresses?

"How?" he asked. He was just too practical, Irin determined, but she reached for the ties on either side of the bodice and unlaced it. She stretched her arms upwards in the universal sign for him to pull her dress up. Koth got the point and soon her dress had joined his robe somewhere on the floor. She let the light underdress follow it. Koth's eyes grew bigger as he swept them over her naked body. His hands followed his eyes and she gasped as they landed on her breasts and kneaded them. Her movements against him became more desperate.

"Koth!" she gasped as he bent down and sucked her nipple in his mouth. She could feel his tusks on the sides of her breast. His hands found her arse and he lifted her against him, her naked body pressed against his naked torso. She wrapped her arms around his head to make sure he didn't stop. He was setting her body on fire.