My Knight - Part II
Read Part I first, if you haven't
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The feel of his soft, full lips on mine was electric. Joy, pleasure, and desire spread from my abdomen to the curl of my toes. His tree-trunk arms pulled me in close, holding on tight as if I could float away in a radioactive breeze. I wrapped my own toned arms around his neck, twisting my hips to guide him to the table’s edge. Picking up on my cue, he nudged me closer to the table surface.
In a smooth motion, I curled my leg around his - trapping us in the intimate embrace. I parted his lips gently with my tongue, desperate to begin exploring what I have been longing for.
I reached for the collar of his shirt that hung loosely over his carefully defined pects. Danse caught my hand in his, stopping me. “Careful, Soldier.” He paused for a moment to admire me. “I want to enjoy this. Don’t rush me - and that’s an order.” The commanding tone of his voice was all the motivation I needed. I will enjoy this . “Yes, Paladin,” I moved my arm to brace against the table surface.
Danse shuffled closer to me, his firmness pressing against me. “Your shirt…” I paused for a moment to catch my breath, his dark brown eyes fixed on mine. “What about it?”
“Take it off.”
My heart pounded in my chest as I pried my shirt off, over my head. It felt amazing to be free of it, dirted by 200 years of post-war wear. Danse’s breath caught at the sight of my exposed chest.
“You’re perfect, you know that?” Without giving me a chance to respond, he kissed me - one hand supporting the back of my head, the other around braced the table’s surface as he leaned into me.
I moaned softly as he slowly pressed his body onto mine, pinning me against the edge of the table. The sound echoed in the abandoned bunker over the sound of radio. “Wait,” I took a moment to look into his hungry eyes focused on me.. “What about you?” “What about me?” He asked, desperate to continue. “Take your shirt off. It’s only fair!” He chucked, stepping back slightly to indulge me.
I could have studied his defined features for hours. I knew he was strong, that much was obvious. From his constant training with the Brotherhood and spending most of his days in heavy suits of Power Armor. But I could see - could feel - the firm definition of each and every muscle group. Danse had a sturdy build and I was desperate to feel it.
“You’ve been undressing me with your eyes all evening. All you had to do was ask.” My face flushed at the comment. He swiftly scooped me onto the table surface. I gasped in surprise as he leaned in close to me, his breath warm on my chilled exposed skin. He pressed his lips firmly against mine, sighing in delight.
I slipped my tongue between his lips, exploring. I sucked on his full lips, and moved my kisses up the side of his face, nibbling on the edges of his ear. He grunted slightly, stiffening in response to the arousal. I could feel his firmness pressing further against me. In an effort to relieve him of the restrictive clothing, I reached for the button of his olive cargo pants - just below his navel - undoing the button.
“If you want it, take it off. But not like that. With your mouth, Soldier” Danse spoke calmly, with control. His voice was deeper, more gruff than I’ve heard before.
I caressed the sides of his body as I lowered myself to my knees. Danse shuttered as my lips brushed against him. I playfully licked the sensitive area, amusing myself with the sound of his guttural groan.
Danse’s member sprung free, hard and throbbing with desire. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, my mouth covering the tip and shaft. I swirl my tongue around his cockhead, slowly, teasing and tasting the drop of cum that pearled at the tip. He moaned, louder than before. Stiffening, he softly places his hand on the back of your head as it bobbed along his girth. I flatten my tongue along the underside of his cock, taking a bit more of him into my mouth. I could feel it twitch and pulse against my tongue, sending a wave after wave of arousal between my own legs. Danse could barely stop his hips from shaking, his muscles taunt with effort of holding himself back. He gasped slightly, stroking my hair.
“Fuck, that’s good. Get up for a moment, I want to finish inside you.” I felt myself tighten at the prospect. I released his hard cock from mouth, shiny and moist from my handiwork. His large hands fumbled with the button on my jeans.
“I’ve been along for so long, I can’t -”
“Take it easy, allow me~” I teased, mimicking his voice, reminding him how he helped me out of Mirelurk soaked leather armor. His face flushed at the comment. I gently lifted his chin with my finger, guiding his gaze as I walked before him towards the single bed in the bunker. “Let’s not make a mess, shall we? We’ll just have to clean up the spilled stew later.”
“Wherever you lead, I will follow.” I smiled as I stripped down before him, my clothes pooled at my feet.
“God, you’re perfect,” Danse moaned. He closed the space between us swiftly. He picked me up, as if I weighed no more than a sack of flour, and laid me on my back. He knelt before me, spreading my legs, positioning himself before me. The feeling of the chilled air on my exposed wetness filled me with unbearable need. “Please, Danse” I pleaded. “Don’t keep me waiting~”
In response, he slammed his firm cock into me. His large hands gripped my legs, keeping them in place but also giving him excellent leverage. With each thrust, I gasped and groaned. My body throbbed and tightened with delight. The pain of taking him in, fully and rapidly - the roughness of it - was exhilarating. I never appreciated the brotherhood training regime as much as I did now.
Danse moaned heavily, his chest heaved with each steady breath. He grabbed my hands in his, pinning them above my head. He lowered himself further, until his weight was partially laid on me. He jerked his hips rapidly, running his girth against the ridges within me. The sound of the flesh impacting flesh echoed, along with the cries of my pleasure. I could feel his breath, short & rapid, down my neck. “I want it, Danse.” I groaned desperately. “It’s okay, you can-” Before I could finish my sentence I was interrupted by my own completion. He had significantly picked up the pace, groaning and grunting in such an aroused state, I wasn’t sure he heard my mumblings - begging for his cum. With a final thrust, he gasped “Ad Victoriam.”
Danse panted over me, finally releasing his grip. He rolled over on his side, catching his breath. His eyes were closed as he rested in post-colloidal bliss. I sighed pleasantly, contented to just rest for a moment.
“Do you think this will complicate things between us?” I adjusted my pillow to better see his face in the low bedroom light.
“If you’re asking about our relationship, things couldn’t be better between us…and for the first time in my life, I’m truly happy. But-” I recognized the expression. Coming to terms with his new identity hasn’t been easy on him these last few weeks. There’s a reason why we’ve been traveling so closely. I wanted to be there for him, to help him remember who he is and all the good things he has done for the Commonwealth.
He paused for a moment that felt like forever and sighed, “If I was human, wouldn't this be a hell of a lot easier?”
“You're not a machine, Danse. In fact, you're more human than most people could ever hope to be.”
“That means a lot, coming from you. With you by my side, I feel like I can take on the world.” He paused to brush a stray hair from my eye. “Being in love doesn’t mean we have to stop fighting for what we believe in.” He paused once more, the gentle sounds of the radio floating in from the other room.
“Look... I know that this has been difficult for you. In fact, I don't envy some of the recent decisions you've had to make.If our roles had been reversed, I'm not so sure I could have handled it as well as you did. Whatever the case may be, I just want to thank you for sticking by me and remind you that what I said before still stands. If you need me, I will always be here for you.”
I sighed contentedly, cuddling up to his side, falling asleep in his arms.
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