Sebastian didn't waste a second as he pushed forward slowly at first, the thick head of his cock parting her slick folds, sinking into her tight pussy inch by inch. The stretch made Ciri's breath hitch sharply, her nails digging harder into his shoulders as she took him. When he bottomed out, buried to the hilt inside her, both of them let out a low groan.
"Fuck…" Ciri gasped, her voice already rough.
Sebastian held still for one moment, letting her adjust, feeling the way her inner walls fluttered and clenched around him. Then he started to move.
He pulled back and thrust in harder, deeper, setting a rhythm that quickly grew faster. The bed creaked beneath them. Ciri's legs wrapped tight around his waist, heels digging into the small of his back, urging him on. Each thrust drove a sharp, breathless cry from her throat, loud, unashamed, echoing off the stone walls of the chamber.
Sebastian's pace was relentless, hips snapping forward and sweat already gleamed on his skin, mixing with hers where their bodies slapped together. The wet, filthy sound of it filled the room along with their ragged breathing and her increasingly loud moans.
Ciri's hands roamed frantically, one fisting in his hair, the other clawing down his back hard enough to leave red trails. Every time he drove into her, she met him with a roll of her hips, taking him deeper, chasing the friction she needed.
"Seb.. harder," she panted against his ear, voice breaking on the word.
He gave it to her.
He braced one hand beside her head, the other gripping her thigh, spreading her wider as he fucked her deeper, faster. The angle shifted, and suddenly Ciri cried out loud, a raw, desperate sound that tore through the keep. Her head fell back against the furs, ashen hair wild around her face, mouth open as moan after moan spilled from her.
Sebastian leaned down, mouth latching onto her neck, sucking and biting as he pounded into her. The slap of skin on skin grew louder, wetter. He could feel her tightening around him already, her thighs starting to tremble.
Ciri's cries turned sharper, higher. She wasn't holding back, the sounds she made were loud enough that anyone passing the corridor might hear, but neither of them cared at this point. Not tonight.
"Fuck.. Seb! right there!" she gasped, voice hoarse and trembling. "I think... everyone hears us now.." she added.
He didn't answer with words. Instead he shifted again, angling his hips to hit that same spot with every thrust. Ciri's back arched violently off the bed, her nails raking down his spine as pleasure crashed through her. Her inner walls clenched around his cock, pulsing hard as she came with a loud, broken cry that echoed through the room.
Sebastian growled against her neck, the sound vibrating through both of them, but he didn't slow down. He fucked her through it, drawing out every shuddering wave until her moans turned into desperate whimpers.
Only when her body started to relax did he pull back slightly, flipping her onto her stomach with one smooth move. Ciri barely had time to catch her breath before he was behind her again, gripping her hips and pulling her ass up.
He thrust back in with one hard stroke, burying himself in completely. Ciri moaned loudly into the furs, fists twisting in the fabric as he started pounding into her from behind deeper than before, the new angle making her see stars.
Sebastian's hand slid up her back, tangling in her hair and tugging her head back just enough so he could lean over her, his chest pressed to her back, mouth at her ear.
"I'm going to.. miss this," he rasped, voice low and rough.
Ciri could only answer with another loud moan, pushing back against him, meeting every thrust. The wet slap of their bodies was obscene now and loud. Sweat slicked their skin. Her second orgasm built fast, faster than the first and when it hit her she screamed his name, voice cracking, body shaking violently beneath him.
Sebastian's rhythm faltered for the first time. He groaned loud and deep, hips stuttering as her pulsing walls milked him. He fucked her through her climax, chasing his own, thrusts turning shorter, harder, more desperate.
When he finally came, it was with a rough sound pressed against the back of her neck, hips slamming deep one last time as he spilled inside her, hot and thick.
They stayed locked together like that for several long moments, panting, trembling, skin slick and overheated. Sebastian's weight pressed her into the furs, but Ciri didn't complain. If anything, she pushed back against him weakly, wanting to keep him inside her as long as possible.
Eventually he eased out of her and collapsed onto his side, pulling her with him so her back was flush against his chest. His arm wrapped around her waist, holding her close while their breathing slowly evened out.
Ciri turned her head just enough to look at him over her shoulder, green eyes still hazy with pleasure, a small, satisfied smirk tugging at her swollen lips.
Sebastian brushed damp strands of ashen hair from her face and pressed a slow, lazy kiss to her mouth.
Ciri was still dripping, still sensitive, but the moment he kissed her she arched back against him with a needy sound.
"Again?" she rasped, almost in a challenge.
He answered by rolling her onto her back and kissing her deep and filthy, tongue sliding against hers like he hadn't just come inside her moments ago. His cock was already hard again, thick and heavy against her thigh, Witcher stamina, no mercy.
Ciri didn't complain. She shoved at his chest until he let her push him flat then swung a leg over him and straddled his hips. Her hands planted on his chest as she sank down onto him in one slow slide, taking every inch until her ass met his thighs. The stretch pulled a loud, broken moan out of her throat.
"Fuck Seb… I will really miss this.." she groaned, head falling back, ashen hair spilling down her spine.
She started riding him hard, no teasing, no slow build. Her hips rolled and slammed down with the wet slap of skin on skin loud again in the candlelit room. Sebastian's hands gripped her waist, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise as he thrust up to meet her, driving himself deeper with every downward stroke.
Their moans mixed, raw and unrestrained. Ciri's voice grew louder with every bounce, sharp cries echoing off the stone walls as she fucked herself on him. Sweat ran down her body, between her breasts, glistening on her skin. Sebastian's eyes were locked on her face, on the way her mouth fell open, on the flush spreading across her chest.
Then it started.
Ciri's eyes flared bright green, that ancient Elder Blood glow igniting like starlight behind her irises. At the same time Sebastian's cat-like pupils narrowed and burned, the fire flaring hot in response to the raw power rolling off her.
She noticed. A wicked, breathless grin broke across her face even as she kept riding him harder, faster, grinding down so deep her thighs shook.
"Don't you dare burn me while I'm on top of you," she panted, voice loud and teasing, green eyes blazing.
Sebastian laughed, a rough sound torn straight out of pleasure, chest vibrating under her palms. His eyes stayed locked on hers, never wavering.
"And you try not to teleport us away," he growled back, still laughing through a groan as she clenched around him.
The words only made her ride him wilder. Ciri braced her hands on his chest and slammed down again and again, chasing that perfect angle until her moans turned into loud, desperate cries. The bedframe slammed against the wall in rhythm with her movements. Sebastian met every drop of her hips with a powerful upward thrust, one hand sliding up to cup her breast, thumb flicking over her nipple, the other gripping her ass hard.
"Seb...fuck.. I'm.!" Her voice cracked loudly.
She clamped down hard as another orgasm ripped through her. Ciri screamed his name, head thrown back, green eyes flashing brighter for a heartbeat as her whole body shuddered violently on top of him.
Sebastian felt his own release barreling toward him, white-hot and unstoppable. At the last second he gripped her hips hard, lifting her off his cock in one fast move. Ciri gasped at the sudden emptiness, still trembling from her climax, as he came with a deep, thick ropes of heat spilling across her stomach and the underside of her breasts.
She stayed there, straddling his hips, chest heaving, watching the last pulses land on her skin with a dazed, satisfied look.
For a long moment the only sounds were their heavy breathing.
Then Ciri looked down at the mess on her body, one brow arched, green eyes still faintly glowing.
"You should be infertile," she said, voice hoarse. "You had no reason to do that..."
Sebastian's burning eyes had dimmed to a low ember. He let out a chuckle, one hand still resting on her thigh, thumb absently stroking her skin.
"I wonder why I did it as well…" he murmured, voice rough and low. "Maybe I didn't want to take chances... force of habit? I don't know really.."
Ciri smiled, then leaned down to kiss him, deep. "Let's stay like this for a while," she whispered, voice soft and a little hoarse from all the noise she'd made. She stayed right there, marked by him, their bodies slick and pressed together while the candles burned lower, and neither of them moved to clean up, not yet.
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