Conqueror

Enriched

Your eyes fluttered open as golden light cast upon them, momentarily blinking so as to remove the morning blur from your spotty vision. You yawned, nose crinkling as you lifted your arm up into a stretch, and when your bones gave a satisfying crack you laid your appendage back across the bed. Warm skin met your own, and a soft smile spread on your lips as you wrapped your arm around a sleeping Kuvira.

She was peaceful as she slept, shallow but satisfying breaths passing through slightly parted lips as her back lifted ever so barely up and down. Her hair laid in a tangled mess upon her head, hands relaxed at her sides and legs buried deep under the thick blanket. In her slumber, Kuvira's face seemed full of youth, of relaxation and joy that was rarely seen in her awakened life. The wrinkles that often sprouted above her brows were gone, and the muscles of her cheeks were free of stress, her jaw slack. She snored, so quietly that you could only hear it inches from her face, but it was a sign that she was getting satisfying, restful sleep. She rarely stirred, save for some adorable but incomprehensible mumbling, and only moved to shift closer to you.

You slowly pulled yourself flesh up to Kuvira, your hand now stroking her hair as you pressed your forehead gently up to hers. You kissed between her brows, resting your head up to hers and closing your eyes. Her gentle breaths filled your ears, filling you with a warm, satisfying sensation, and after a moment you soon found yourself back asleep.

The feeling of Kuvira's calloused fingers upon your skin gently coaxed you back into consciousness, and you awoke to a pair of bright green eyes staring at you with nothing but adoration. The look was tender, as was her touch, caressing your cheek with the most relaxing of pressure. You brought your hand up to take hers, bringing it to your lips for a warm good morning kiss. Kuvira smiled, rubbing your cheek and neck as you released her hand, then drawing you closer, flesh up against her.

"Good morning."  Her deep morning voice resembled that of caramel, and you couldn't help but blush at the tone.

You curled your arms around her strong neck as you replied, "Morning, Vira," relaxing against her and wrapped a leg around her waist. She began to rub up and down your back, causing you to sigh, and after a few moments of comfortable silence, you stretched and asked, "Sleep well, love?"

"I always do after nights like that," she mused.

You chuckled, taking Kuvira by the waist and rolling so that she was on top of you. Her deep emerald eyes locked with yours, and you slowly dragged your fingertips along her sides, up her neck and to her cheeks as the glow in her eyes darkened and her lips connected with your skin.

Her mouth moved tenderly across your neck, tongue grazing your skin just enough to cause you to shiver. Your fingers slipped through her hair, muscles relaxing as her hands moved freely along your body. Her callouses were rough against your flesh, but it only reminded you of how experienced her coarse fingers were. Kuvira began to leave love bites in her wake, lips floating across the marks and bruises product of the night before. Her hand made its way to your chest, massaging each breast at a time while you wrapped your legs around her.  She was slow and methodical with her movements, treating each area of skin with an equal amount of attention and care. Your breasts were sore within moments, though she continued to caress them, at first with her delicate hands and then with her mouth. She made her way to each nipple with gradual strokes of the tongue, and as you pulled at her silky raven hair, you let out a soft moan.

Kuvira used one arm to prop herself up, the other drifting down your body and to your pelvic bone. You quickly felt the wetness built up in your core drip down your leg as she stroked the sensitive area. You began to ache for her touch, bucking your hips slightly in an effort to gain more friction. She responded with a harsh bite to your neck, followed by a low growl that only made you want her more. "Be still," she rumbled, though she remained contact with your middle. Reluctantly, you relaxed your hips, letting out a sigh to try and release yourself of any unwanted tension.

Kuvira lifted her chest, bracing herself around you and looking down at you with lust, and hunger. Her eyes seemed to drink in every inch of you, greedily dragging them down your body as if she were a hungry wolf waiting to eat. You unwrapped your legs, unable to hold in the smirk that played on your lips at the way Kuvira looked at you, and spread them apart. She responded with a dirty grin, and you gripped her hair, yanking her face down to yours so that your lips brushed against one another.

"You better kiss me before you fuck me, Miss Great Uniter." You bit her lip and pulled, allowing Kuvira to smash her mouth against yours and clash your tongues together. She was vicious, her movements rough and bruising, the kind of pain that was so pleasurable you couldn't help but want more, and Kuvira gave it to you. By the time she was finished kissing you, your mouth was red and your lips sore, buzzing from the intense embrace she had give you. You smiled dopily as she gazed down on you, gripping your chin and rolling her eyes.

"Does that satisfy you, or do you need your lips to bleed as well as bruise?" The sarcasm in her voice sent electricity through your veins, your face a red, hot mess as she gripped your throat with her slim, strong fingers.

You again became hyperaware of the moisture between your thighs, Kuvira raising an eyebrow, awaiting response. You released her hair, running your fingers across her face and thumb over her lips, which were swollen from the harsh but satisfying kiss. It seemed your body throbbed to be touched, the sensation so intense you felt you might explode. Your core throbbed, chest ached, and breath heaved in want for Kuvira to touch you, to be in complete control of this nearly unbearable tension. Her grip grew tighter around your throat, a warning that you needed to speak up, or else Kuvira may not even touch you at all. You smiled, letting your fingers fall down your neck as you smirked at Kuvira and said, "Do your worst."

She moved at the pace of a sloth down your body, leaving nips, bites and kisses in her path. Her hands worked your inner thighs as she approached your center, your body shaking for more. Time seemed to barely move, as seconds that felt like minutes went by before Kuvira even made the slightest bit of contact. Hands remaining on your thighs, she kissed around your outer lips, sucking on them, caressing them with her tongue in the most pleasurable of manners. Her tongue and hands gradually fell into a synchronized rhythm, rubbing up and down, causing your eyes to roll back into your head and back to arch. The drone of quiet whimpers filled the air just as Kuvira began to work deeper into your area, tongue caressing between your lips. It flicked in and out of your entrance, teasing you, driving you mad, before shifting to play with your cervix.

The spot was wonderfully sensitive. The slightest bit of pressure made you see stars, and with the combined sensation of Kuvira's hands on your thighs, you weren't sure you wouldn't cum right then and there. But the feeling was quickly interrupted by Kuvira's tongue meeting your clit, and a new explosive mess of pleasure overwhelmed your body. You instinctively closed your legs tight, desperate for more pressure, but Kuvira forced them apart, fingers now digging into your thighs. The stinging drove you wild, and as Kuvira continued to work your swollen clit, you grew closer and closer to climax.

Her nails cut through your skin, almost like paper cuts, and as you felt a small trickle of blood flow down your legs, you wanted to scream. You could feel it drip onto Kuvira's hands, near her face, but she didn't stop. The pattern she played on your clit only grew faster and faster, the combined pain creating a sensation unlike anything you had experienced before. You were close, breathing heavy and moaning loud and you again gripped Kuvira's hair and waited for your climax to come. The blood flow grew stronger, as did Kuvira's force, and within moments you found yourself shaking and writhing underneath the pressure of Kuvira's powerful tongue. Juices spilled from inside you, and as always, Kuvira cleaned them up. She released your thighs, rubbing them softly despite the blood, and when she lifted her head, her hair was a mess and her mouth was covered in cum.

She gave a wry smile, carefully crawling up your body to give you a tender and reassuring kiss. When it was over, she slid from the bed, pecking your forehead before saying, "Let me get something to help clean you up," and heading off into the bathroom. She returned with bandages and towels, and she sat next to you as you spread your legs. Kuvira tended to your wounds with an immense amount of care, doing so in a way that it barely stung at all. Soon your small cuts were all bandaged up, and you and Kuvira were snuggled up again, so close to each other that likely nothing could separate you.

You smiled into Kuvira's neck, her hand once again running up and down your bare back. "We should always have mornings like these," you cooed.

Kuvira chuckled. "I couldn't agree more."