Kerovin-Sex

Bathrooms were nice, they echoed quite well, so with a bit of concentration, the layout was easy enough for Devin to map. It helped that the room was small as well. Therefore, Devin needed almost no time to get his bearings in the unfamiliar room, snagging Kero from the back and holding her close, burying sharp teeth into her shoulder and a hardening cock between her legs. No penetration, either above or below, just the promise of more to come.



Kero gasped in surprise, arching her back with pleasure and nearly driving Devin up the wall. He released his bite, licking the spot with a slightly apologetic tongue before spinning his woman in his arms so he could give Kero’s front the same kind of attention. His teeth nipped and marked Kero’s front, leaving a trail of fire across the swell of her breasts, and answering fire gathering low in her body.



“Dev” she gasped, bucking against his immovable body, reaching her hands up to his head to pull him away or draw him closer, she did not know.



Devin decided for her. He grabbed the searching hands and held them fast over Kero’s head, driving her backwards hard into the wall near the shower. “None of that you naughty cat.” He growled out against Kero’s chest, the vibrations traveling through her body, igniting nerves along the route.



He switched his hold so that one of his hands had control of both of Kero’s wrists, holding her captive at his mercy. His other hand traveled to her chin, tilting her head up harshly against the tiled wall so that he could set his teeth lightly, ever so lightly against Kero’s vulnerable throat. He could feel the pulsing of her racing pulse against his tongue as he bit down slightly. It would be so easy to tear through, but Devin would never do that. He knew that inflicting any sort of harm-unwanted harm-on his Kero was completely impossible for him. Even the darker side of him that laughed in glee at other suffering during his time in Pravus quaked in fear at the thought of hurting Kero, his Kerowyn.



But even so, Kero didn’t need to know that. “How does it feel Kerowyn, to know that I hold your life, your heart’s blood, at my mercy?” He whispered against her throat.



Kero was incapable of resisting. The thought of being completely at Devin’s mercy was not a scary idea, but exhilarating. He already held her heart, it was time he realized that fact. “I’m all yours,” Kero whispered back, trying to move her throat as little as possible. She swallowed, her throat bobbing up and down, pushing against Devin’s teeth.



The pair shivered in unison. Devin left her throat, but not before laying a gentle, reassuring kiss right at the corner of Kero’s jaw, where her pulse beat against the constrains of her skin. He groped around at the wall next to Kero, finding the shower door and gently guiding Kero in. All the while he laid a trail of kisses, finding each place he had bitten and soothing it with a few licks and gentle caresses.



The sudden shift from harsh danger to soothing gentleness left Kero breathless. She sucked in a few breaths as they entered into the shower, tugging her hands free from Devin’s grasp. She turned on the water, somehow remembering the real reason they were in the bathroom. Blazing water streamed across the pair, the heat muted by the already scalding temperature that seemed to emanate from the couple’s bodies. She looked down at Devin’s black hair plastered flat against his face, his unseeing eyes closed against the waster streaming down his face. Her own blue hair fell across her shoulders, intermingling with the black strands as Kero pulled Devin’s mouth up to where it belonged, capturing him close for a kiss as she bucked against him, trying to reestablish the rhythm from before.



The grinding of Kero’s heat against his shaft brought a groan from Devin’s occupied mouth. His hands came to cup Kero’s ass as he ground back, pressing Kero back against the wall of the shower. He lifted her legs around his body, finding the angle, the position, resting her against the wall for stability. Kero gripped his hips with her long legs instinctively, too distracted by the tongue war happening to take note of the fact that she was now supported by Devin’s able arms. Her hands came around to scour deep gouges into his back, for now only red lines against perfect skin. Neither noticed the damage, too caught up in the heat, the sensation of water gliding down super-sensitive skin.



Devin pulled back for a second, preparing, before thrusting forward, deep into her core and capturing her mouth once again in a bruising kiss. He was rewarded by a muffled cry from Kero as he withdrew before claiming her most intimate space as his own once more. Her nails bit deep into his back, a few red drops welling to the surface before washing away. The tempo hastened, as did the frenzied moans and whimpered “Yes, more, please,” echoed by both of the pair. They moved as one, finding each others mouths occasionally, other times too busy gasping for air as it seemed every ounce of blood and molecule or oxygen was speeding downward to the shared fire linking the two together.



A final gasp, mirrored by the body nearby and they came, together, shared juices streaming down to mingle with the shower water, disappearing down the drain. Devin slumped against Kero’s shoulder as she did the same, her reddened nails coming to rest on the nap of his neck, caressing the silky strands of hair as they recovered.



No words were exchanged as Devin let Kero down gently, her feet touching the floor once more as he withdrew. Somehow, they were able to wash their bodies and hair, helping each other with those hard to reach places without even needing to ask, just with light touches and gentle caresses. They seemed unwilling or unable to completely stop touching the other. Always a leg or a hand was brushing against the other, a silent reassurances that the other was not going to disappear.



Kero lightly touched the furrows drawn by her fingers as she washed Devin’s back, her mood changing from serene to apologetic to crestfallen at herself because she had hurt her Devin. His hand came around to grasp hers and give a reassuring squeeze, communicating silently that no harm was done; there was no need for forgiveness. But he knew that that was not enough to reassure Kero that he was not hurt or angry. Devin pulled his Kero close, their bodies fitting together perfectly, already molding to one another even though their time had been short. He held her close as the steaming water turned lukewarm, before settling into an icy chill until Kero finally withdrew, leading Devin out of the shower and handing him a thick towel. Her face clearly showed that she had not forgiven herself for hurting her precious Dev, but the pain was lessened. Maybe she would forgive herself after the scratches scabbed and then finally healed, but only time would tell.