Fantasy AU The Threads of Time and Fate (Kastellanos)

[FaeWhisperer]

Penelope began to stir in her sleep, feeling Hart’s gentle caressing and kisses trailing her skin. She let out a soft moan from the feeling, her eyes fluttering awake- “Hart?” She called out to him, her eyes focusing in on his head and frame. She then began to feel a little bit warmer than expected, but it was day two of her monthly, so she wasn’t surprised.

It also didn’t help that Hart was biting and leaving small love marks on her skin. She especially loved the way he had coaxed her awake, and she moved to where her hands could come up and touch on his face lightly.

“Mm..I’m awake..” she promised, blinking away the sleep in her eyes. “I just.. need a moment,” she asked of him, letting out another soft breath, clearly turned on from him, even if it had been from his kisses and biting specifically. It was hard to explain but being turned on this easily…wasn’t surprising.

She then fully looked to him, one hand moving and touching the base of his antlers ever so slightly. She wanted to see him react to it, even if it meant it would stop him from touching her body in this moment. She wondered how he would respond, and if they were as sensitive as she believed them to be, she..might use that to her advantage.

 

[Kastellanos]

Hart's eyes lit up as her hands touched his face, her fingers tracing the curves of his cheeks and jawline. He felt a surge of affection and love for her, and his kisses grew more gentle, more loving. As she asked for a moment, Hart nodded, his lips still brushing against her skin, but he gave her the space she needed.

But when her hand touched the base of Hart's antlers, Hart's entire body stiffened, his senses coming alive. His antlers were sensitive, extremely so, and the touch sent shivers down his spine. It was as if his entire being was connected to those delicate, spiraling bones, and when her fingers made contact, it sparked a pleasure so intense, that Hart's breath caught in his throat. It wasn't the normal sensation he got when fighting off beasts or scrapping them against trees, if he wasn't already aching to enter his mate again, he was now.

"Ah, the way you t-touch me..." Hart whispered, whimpering almost, his voice barely audible, as he struggled to contain the sensations that threatened to overwhelm him. "My mate d-don't do that again unless you are prepared for what will happen."

Hart felt his heart racing, his pulse pounding, as he struggled to contain the sensations that threatened to overwhelm him. His body twitched, ever so slightly, and Hart's eyes fluttered closed, his face contorting in a mix of pleasure and surprise. The touch was like nothing he had ever experienced before, and he couldn't help but wonder what other secrets his body held, what other pleasures he could experience with Penelope.

"Touch me again," Hart commanded softly, as if testing a boundary, his voice filled with longing, as he opened his eyes and looked at her. His voice became a bit deep as he gave his command in a still respectable manner. "Please, touch me again. I want to feel that pleasure again, to explore it with you."

"I love you," Hart whispered, his voice filled with emotion, as he looked at her with adoring eyes. "I love the way you make me feel, the way you touch me. I feel like I'm home when I'm with you, like I'm exactly where I'm meant to be." Hart worried that his command was too harsh, still worried and trying to treat Penelope as a fragile being, scared he might break her without even trying if he allowed himself to slip too much in a frenzied mating state.

 

[FaeWhisperer]

Penelope watched as he reacted to her, and the words he told her, she figured had been a warning. She suddenly drew back her hands, worried she had made him hurt in some way. But when he commanded her to touch him again, she couldn’t help but feel a bit warmer from how his voice had changed, the soft tone suddenly deepening.

She then slowly reached out again, touching a bit more firmly than before, trailing her delicate fingers on top of the base to his antlers. “Like this?” She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Her cheeks were stained red, but she continued like he had asked her to.

When he told her that he loved her, the next words that fell from her lips came straight from her own heart. “I love you too,” she replied, her eyes focusing on his face. “Everything that I am, I want to give it to you— to me, I..I don’t want to be anywhere else, I want to stay with you,” she tells him next, her own heart racing a bit faster than she would have liked. “Because..my heart knows where it’s home is, and that’s with you..”

“Please,” she lowered her voice into a whisper once more, “Don’t worry about being careful around me,” she tells him next, her hands moving to touch his chest lightly, “I want you to love me and..” her cheeks darkened as she explained this, “do anything you wish with me, as I want to experience everything with you,” Penelope looked up to his face, her eyes settling on his. She tried to steady out her breathing, but couldn’t help it— she then leaned closer to him, capturing his lips into a kiss, working her mouth against him slowly. Although she had been a novice, anything with him was coming quite naturally to her. And she was thankful it was, she was worried she might have done something completely wrong for the situation, but she just wanted to kiss him, and love him, and have him love on her.

 

[Kastellanos]

As Penelope's words hung in the air, Hart's eyes blazed with a primal urge, his pupils dilating as he gazed at her with a hunger that couldn't be tamed. He reached out, his hands grasping her waist, pulling her close with a ferocity that made her gasp. His lips crushed against hers, his tongue probing, demanding, as he took what he wanted with savage abandon. The sound of his own growl vibrated through his chest, a low, rumbling noise that seemed to emanate from the very depths of his being. Whatever restain Hart had before seemed to mostly vanish, all he could think of was breeding and marking his mate, making his territory known.

Hart's hands roamed her body, touching, and caressing, as he explored her curves. Hart could feel his desire growing, his passion building, as he took her, claimed her, made her his. His fingers dug deep into her skin, leaving small, red marks as he pulled her closer, his nails scraping against her flesh like claws. He bit her lips, her neck, and her shoulders, leaving small, love marks on her skin as he marked her as his own, but still careful enough to not break Penelope's skin in any of his actions.

As they kissed, Hart's body began to tremble with anticipation, his muscles coiling like a spring, ready to unleash their pent-up fury. He felt his desire building, his passion growing, as he waited for the moment to take her, to claim her, to make her his. Hart pulled back, his eyes burning with intensity, as he gazed at her with a fierce, animalistic hunger. He saw the love in her eyes, the desire, and he knew that she was his, his to take, his to claim, his to possess. With a snarl, Hart pulled her close, his hands grasping her hips as he pulled her onto his lap, his fingers digging deep into her flesh. He positioned her for his entry, his hips thrusting upward in a slow, torturous motion. The air was thick with tension, heavy with the scent of sweat and desire, as Hart slowly began to enter her, his body trembling with anticipation.

As he spoke, his voice was a low, rumbling growl, a sound that seemed to vibrate through every cell of his body. "You're mine," he growled, his breath hot against her skin, his words a primal claim of ownership. "You're mine, and I'll never let you go." His body began to move, his hips thrusting slowly, as he took her, claimed her, made her his. Hart was like a completely different being than the one yesterday, there was no nervousness or hesitation in his actions.

 

[FaeWhisperer]

The moment Hart firmly brought her against him, she couldn’t help but let out a surprised gasp, loving the way he suddenly had taken over the dominance of the kiss. Her voice suddenly vibrated out in a sweet moan, and Penelope began to feel his tongue with her own as it pushed through the barrier of her mouth. It was only when he began to dig his fingers into her flesh did she give out a surprised moan, at first unsure of what he had been doing but soon turning into wanting more of that feeling. And the way he bit her lips, her neck, her shoulders- caused Penelope to feel even more turned on than she had originally. Her hands moved and gripped on his forearms, pressing up into his bites, showing him that she was enjoying this.

When he pulled away, Penelope gazed at Hart, her eyes full of love and desire for him- and she was about to say something but before she could, he pulled her into his embrace once more, and on top of his lap now. The growl that had escaped from him made her cheeks turn a deep red, and she was turning ever so shy from the sound. Yet that shyness didn’t last long the moment Hart began to tease her entrance, and his tip would find how wet she had become from his actions alone. Her entrance was warmer than last night, only because she had freely shed without anything stopping it, so she had felt a bit sticky and uncomfortable. But those feelings had dissipated when Hart growled out his words that she was his- and so she knew that he would take care of her, no matter what.

She nodded to him, her face a blushing mess as she moaned out to him the moment he entered her fully, and her depths accepted his length perfectly- “y-yes! I’m completely y-yours!”she cried out happily, and moved herself on top of Hart the moment he began to thrust. If he looked down, he would see the trail of red that followed every time he pulled out. His mate was still in ‘heat’ and clearly wanted to be bred.