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King's Desire: A Forbidden Tryst - part 2
This is my tent, your majesty.” You pull back the flap, revealing a cozy, dimly lit space.
The soft glow of candles casts warm shadows across the room, illuminating the various trinkets and weapons you’ve collected over time.
Despite its simplicity, the intimate space offers an air of privacy that seems to intensify the atmosphere between you both.
Aragorn steps inside, his presence filling the tent with a palpable energy.
As he moves further in, you both feel the anticipation building, each moment charged with unspoken desire and yearning.
“You’re different, YN.” Aragorn’s hand brushes against your cheek, his touch electric.
Your breath catches as you lean into his caress, closing your eyes for a brief second to savor the warmth of his skin on yours.
The air between you is thick with tension and unspoken words, and you find it increasingly difficult to resist the pull towards him.
His fingers trail down your neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake as you lean closer to him.
Your body aches for his touch, and you can’t help but imagine what it would feel like to be completely enveloped by his strong arms.
The intensity of his gaze only heightens this desire, and you find yourself struggling to maintain control over your own emotions.
“I’ve desired you since I first saw you.” His confession hangs heavy in the air as he steps even closer, closing the distance between you both.
Your heart races within your chest as his proximity sends shivers down your spine, and you can’t help but wonder what it would feel like to finally give in to this overwhelming attraction.
The tension is palpable now as you both silently acknowledge the depth of your feelings for one another.
The struggle to maintain control becomes increasingly difficult as Aragorn’s warm breath tickles your ear, sending shivers down your spine.
His whispered words are filled with longing and desire, leaving no room for doubt about his intentions.
“I can’t resist you any longer, YN.” His lips descend on yours, igniting a fire within you that you cannot quench.
The passion between you burns hot as your bodies merge in an explosive kiss.
Your fingers tangle in his hair while his hands slide down your back, pulling you even closer as the heat between you intensifies.
You revel in the taste of him, exploring every inch of his mouth with reckless abandon.
The desire that has been building since the moment you first laid eyes on Aragorn finally comes to a head as you both surrender to your insatiable hunger for one another.
Breaking apart only for a moment, you gaze into his eyes, seeing the same unbridled passion reflected there.
Your hands move over his chest, tracing the contours of his muscles through the fabric of his clothes.
You can feel his heart racing beneath your fingertips as he lets out a soft groan, encouraging you to continue exploring his body.
With eager fingers, you undo the laces of his tunic, exposing the smooth skin underneath.
He helps you remove it completely, and you can’t help but admire the perfection of his broad shoulders and chiseled abs.
Your eyes linger on the defined muscles of his arms as he reaches for your own clothing, slowly undressing you with a reverent touch.
As piece after piece of fabric falls to the ground, exposing more of your naked skin to the cool air, you can’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of vulnerability and desire.
His hungry eyes roam every inch of your body, sending shivers down your spine as he takes in your curves with undisguised lust.
Pushing you gently onto the soft furs that cover your sleeping area, Aragorn lowers himself over you, his weight pressing you into the ground as he kisses your neck, sucking and biting at your sensitive skin.
You let out a moan of pleasure as his lips find their way to your breasts, his tongue teasing your nipples until they become hard points begging for attention.
Your hands slide down his back, gripping his firm ass as you pull him even closer, urging him not to stop.
His touch is masterful and confident, leaving no part of your body unexplored.
He whispers dirty words in your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine as he tells you exactly what he wants to do to you.
The fire between you burns even hotter now, the need for release becoming almost unbearable.
You both hover on the edge of ecstasy, desperate for more yet unable to resist the temptation any longer.
Your hands move down his body, seeking out his hardness, and he lets out a low groan as you finally wrap your fingers around him.
“Fuck, YN.” The words are barely audible as they leave his lips, but their intensity is unmistakable.
You’re almost there now, both of you on the brink of something life-altering.
Your bodies move together in perfect harmony, each touch and kiss driving you closer to the precipice.
“Goodnight, YN.” His voice, heavy with desire, lingers in the air as he exits your tent.
The events of the night have left both of you reeling, the intense passion still burning between you as you lie there, trying desperately to catch your breath and process what just happened.
But the promise of more to come leaves you both eager for the next encounter, a new chapter in this forbidden story of love and desire.
“YN, I’ve missed you.” Aragorn’s voice, husky and intimate, sends a jolt of desire through you.
You stand there, in your tent, feeling an overwhelming sense of anticipation as he steps closer, his gaze locked on yours.
Every fiber of your being yearns for him, aching to feel his touch once more.
As you look into Aragorn’s eyes, you can see the same desire reflected in them.
The knowledge that he feels this deep connection too brings a sense of comfort and reassurance, yet it also heightens your longing for him even more.
Your breath catches as he moves closer still, his warmth enveloping you like a protective shield against the outside world.
“Let me undress you, YN.” His fingers trace the hem of your dress, and his touch sends shivers down your spine.
You nod in silent consent, unable to find the words to express the depths of your emotions at this moment.
With gentle yet confident hands, Aragorn begins to unfasten the laces that hold your gown together, each movement slow and deliberate as if he’s savoring every second spent with you.
As your dress falls away, revealing your naked body beneath, his eyes roam over every inch of your skin.
Your cheeks flush with heat as you feel vulnerable yet empowered by his intense gaze.
You realize that this is a man who truly appreciates and desires you – flaws and all.
Aragorn’s fingers trail down your neck, sending goosebumps across your skin as he leans in to kiss the hollow of your throat.
His lips are soft yet demanding as they explore your body, leaving a burning trail behind them that ignites your own desire even further.
As he moves lower, his mouth finds your breasts, and you let out a soft moan as he takes one nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue while his fingers toy with the other.
“You’re beautiful, YN.” His admiration, raw and genuine, makes you blush.
The connection between you grows stronger by the second as you both give in to your shared desire for one another.
You feel a sense of liberation wash over you – here, with Aragorn, you can be yourself without fear of judgment or rejection.
As his hands roam lower, brushing against the heat between your thighs, you let out a gasp and part your legs in invitation.
He smiles knowingly before sliding his fingers through your wet folds, seeking out your most sensitive spots with an expert touch that leaves you breathless.
“I want you, Aragorn.” Your confession, whispered into his ear, makes him groan in desire as he moves to lay you down on the soft furs beneath you.
The intensity of your shared passion is overwhelming, and it becomes clear that neither of you can resist the pull any longer.
His lips find yours in a hungry, desperate kiss – one that speaks volumes about the depth of emotions and desire that swirl between you both.
Your hands roam his body, exploring every muscle and curve as if committing them to memory.
The heat between your bodies is almost unbearable now, and you know that there’s no turning back from this point onwards.
Aragorn positions himself above you, his hardness pressing against your thigh as he guides your hand to grip him tightly.
You feel a thrill of power course through you as you realize just how much control you have over his pleasure – and vice versa.
The anticipation is almost too much to bear as you both teeter on the edge, longing for release yet wanting to savor every moment spent together.
“YN, I want you now.” His voice, husky with desire, sends you over the edge, and you feel your body arch in response as you beg him to take you – to fulfill the desires that have been building between you both for so long.
And with a look of pure passion and love, Aragorn plunges into you, filling you completely as you cry out in ecstasy, finally finding the release you’ve been craving.
Your bodies move together in perfect harmony – each thrust driving you closer to the precipice until, at last, you both tumble over the edge, shattering into a million pieces as your shared pleasure washes over you like a tidal wave.
In that moment, there’s nothing but the two of you – your bodies, minds, and souls entwined in an unbreakable bond.
As the aftershocks subside and you both lie there, breathless and spent, you know that this is only the beginning.
The events of the night have left you both reeling, but one thing is for certain – there’s more to come, and the fire between you burns brighter than ever before as you eagerly anticipate the next chapter in your forbidden story of love and desire.