Definitely not working on anything smutty that involves Professor Emmrich I-Know-Perfectly-Well-What-I’m-Doing Volkarin taking full advantage of Rook’s praise kink in the sweetest way.
1.5k words, I'm not very good at long fics haha, I'd rather jump straight into the action of it all! No spoilers, just regular smut here
There have been women in his past, but Emmrich has never loved as dearly and honestly as he does with Rook.
Everything she does, everything she says, everything she is, it is all perfect, and he loses himself in her every time they’re together alone. It is in those moments that he forgets his fear of death, for she has taught him how to live in the now, and that is what he cherishes the most.
Instances like this in particular.
A peaceful morning for once, waking up to the dawning light in Treviso, nestled up together in some inn that Lucanis recommended. It is rare that they get to sleep through the night like this, as whenever they visit Antiva it is already dark, and at the lighthouse it is never ending day.
Emmrich is the first of the two to awaken, Rook curled up in his embrace and he can’t help the smile, nor would he ever fight it in her presence. This is something rare, a treasured situation that there isn’t room for at their home in the fade - physically, at least, as the only bed large enough for two to be comfortable in is owned by Davrin.
He gazes at her blissful expression as she slumbers on, breathing calm and slow and warm against his chest. With ever the greatest care, he brushes aside a few strands of hair from her cheek and runs his thumb across her smooth and youthful cheek.
If only he was a younger man, somewhere around her age and not this old, they could have a full and long life together. But this is when they were destined to meet, and from the day she walked into his life they haven’t spent a day apart, and so it shall be for as long as they both exist.
“I sense there’s something on your mind,” Rook speaks suddenly and softly, voice heavy with drowsiness.
“Oh, darling, I didn’t mean to wake you-”
“I’m glad you did.” She looks up at him with the sweetest, kindest smile, and he wants to kiss her something so dearly. “So what are you thinking about?”
“Just… how happy I am here with you.” Emmrich smiles back in the same sense as Rook.
“Oh?”
“Yes, I could not imagine myself in a better place than this, and nor would I want to.”
“I know what you mean. It’s nice to get some respite from all that which worries us each.” She snuggles deeper into his embrace, forehead pressed against his chest. “It’s sweet of you to put it into words.”
“Like I always say, I choose my words very carefully.”
“And you always choose the perfect ones, too,” she laughs and meets his gaze again as she moves up to kiss his lips.
A sensation ever so precious to Emmrich. Sure he enjoys doing a lot of things with her and to her, but kissing is a particular joy for him, and the way she smiles into the meeting of lips makes the butterflies he thought gone soar right back into his chest, fluttering about with wings of joy.
So he tightens his arms around her, pulling them as close together as possible, legs intertwining till there’s not an inch of air between them. He is so lost in their kisses that he doesn’t notice where Rook’s hand is going till her fingertips meet the flesh of his cock, and just as well, he hadn’t noticed his growing erection sooner than when she wraps her hand around him and starts stroking, slow and gentle.
“Ah, oh dear, you don’t have to,” he utters with hitched breaths.
“I want to, don’t you?” Her motion doesn’t halter for a second.
“I certainly do, so much that it is all consuming of my self.”
“Good. That is exactly what I wish from you. To want me so much that it makes you forget everything else,” she whispers against his neck before leaving a trail of warm kisses that makes it bloom with pleasure wherever she’s been.
“I do - you are ever the most important thing on my mind, and the most consistent one, too.” With one arm stuck between Rook’s naked body and the soft mattress, Emmrich lets his one freed hand wander downward as well, reaching for the space between her legs the best he can. “My word, you are eager, aren’t you?”
His fingers gets covered in the wetness of her lust as he slips a few digits between her labia, and then brings those fingers a bit upwards to touch her clit with just the amount of force needed for her to start humming against his skin where she continuously kisses.
“Hmm, the things you do to me, Emmrich, there are no words for it.”
“I feel the same, my dearest.”
“The best I can do is continue to show you.”
She lifts up her leg onto his side, guides his lengthy erection to her opening, and he doesn’t need to be told to enter before sliding into her soaked pussy.
It is always better than the previous time they spent together like this; pure ecstasy that comes from love and devotion to another person, emotions that grow stronger every day, and the need ever bigger. Emmrich wants to kiss her with such desperation, but she’s acting the tease, leaning away when he moves in after her lips, his own parted with slight moans, hers in an open-mouthed smile as they share every breath together.
Once he is fully inserted in her he pauses there, closing his eyes and resting his forehead against Rook’s as he takes his time to sense every muscle that clenches around his shaft, the warmth that embraces him, her eager wetness that made it so easy for him to slip in. And when he opens his eyes again, she’s staring straight into his soul.
Emmrich starts slow, moving all the way till just the tip is pressing against her hole, then pushes inside again till he can’t go any deeper, a pace that they both enjoy every inch of.
He has truly found his soulmate in her.
Little by little he increases his thrusting, and she finally lets him kiss her properly, deeply, passionately, swallowing every single gasp and moan that she offers him.
Meanwhile her hands move into his hair, a rare thing as he usually likes to keep it neat and tidy, but her driving fingers through his graying hair while it already is a mess from sleeping is a thing he allows and enjoys well enough.
Then in one swift move, their bodies move as one entity as they roll till Rook is on her back, both legs quickly surrounding Emmrich and locking him in on top. It is the better position, his favorite in fact, so that she can just relax and enjoy being ravished by him and his adoration.
He feels quite the lucky man to be able to see his dear Rook like this, like no one ever does - vulnerable. This is the peak of perfection, the way she moans, her brows raised, eyes meeting his gaze, it is all so dear to his heart, and he can’t tell her for words lack everything to express his love for her. So he simply kisses her, again and again and again, thrusting a little faster, going deep till there’s nothing more to give.
By the way Rook’s whimpers and moans grow needier and quicker, he can tell that she’s getting closer to a final crescendo, so to help her feel the best she can, he licks his fingers without breaking eye contact, leads his hand down between them and starts massaging her clit at a pace that will be punishing for his wrist later, but her joy is most important.
And immediately there’s a slight, “Yes, oh-” urged forth from her lips, and mere moments later her entire body tenses up beneath him - around him, and as he knows how she likes it, he goes as fast as his body will allow for.
She calls his name between Ohs and Ahs, riding out the wave on his cock. Her euphoria blends into his, making his eyes roll back and lids close as he, too, cums most brilliantly inside of the love of his life till he can barely keep himself raised above her, arms weak with exhaustion. It is like a thunderstorm inside him reaching its splendid peak before fading out and leaving him ever so pleased, and once it has subsided, he, calm and collected, lowers himself down to lie on top of Rook and inside of her arms’ grasp.
“Oh dear, I worry that we might have awoken all of Treviso this time,” he huffs out with a light laugh.
“They would be so lucky to have us to hear, I’d say,” Rook speaks, weak from the tryst, and Emmrich chuckles in response.
I haven't gotten to the romance scenes yet for Emmrich but I want him and my Rook Seidhir to be so obsessed with each other it's in Addams family levels of devotion. So here's them in a heated make out session post battle when they get back to the LightHouse.
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