Another night in the wilds

It was nearly dark by the time they got back to camp, and the moon was already up by the time they finished eating and cleaning up. Senya went into the shelter first while the Outlander took care of the fire. He shed his armor and did a quick diagnostic to make sure all his gear was still working properly before making for his own bedding.

It was already occupied.

Senya sat up, covering herself from the shoulders down. "I thought... maybe you could hold me again, like we did last night," she said. Her skin was milk-pale in the moonlight.

The Outlander said, "If that's what you want. Besides, what kind of man would I be if I kicked a beautiful woman out of my sleeping bag?"

Senya smiled slightly at that. "I'm sure that's a real problem for you. Having so many to choose from."

The Outlander climbed inside the bedding as well, and found another surprise. "So not only are you in my sleeping bag, but you're naked. I suspect you want more than just to be held."

"With such a keen deductive mind, no wonder you were such an effective bounty hunter,"Senya said, putting her arms around his shoulders. "I want something I haven't had in a long time. I want passion, I want to be desired, I want to spend the night in someone's arms who wants me. Can you give that to me?" she asked, her voice almost ****.

The Outlander answered by kissing her deeply, his hands moving to her waist, as she rolled herself astride his hips.

Senya rubbed herself against him, making him harder. "Before we do this... I'm not on birth control, and it's not a safe day. If you cum inside me, you could very well get me pregnant." She didn't seem overly bothered by the prospect.

"Do you want to have children with me?" The Outlander asked. This was, after all, what Lana had been hinting at, and he was rather liking the idea himself.

"I've thought about it. I'm still young enough, and without Valkorian to corrupt them, maybe this time I could be a mother for real," she said.

"Then I'm all for it," The Outlander said. He kissed her again, and Senya helped guide his hardness into her, gasping softly as she sank herself down upon him. She began to ride him, rocking her hips slowly, and he let his hands explore her body, reaching up to her full, soft breasts, her nipples like gumdrops in the dark shelter. She panted as she moved atop him, her dark hair cascading down her back, her fingernails digging into his broad chest. She moaned as his thumbs rolled across her hard nipples, and she lifted her hips before slamming back down, taking him deeper. "Oh, Senya," he groaned, her body squeezing him inside her with each thrust, her wetness leaking down onto him, their bodies heating the shelter like a sauna. He pulled her down and they kissed passionately, their breath mingling with each groan and grunt and sigh of pleasure. "I'm close," she said, and raised up, her back arching, her full breasts bouncing with each thrust, her breathing getting louder and more erratic. The Outlander was close too, and he squeezed her ass as she rode him, the flesh full and soft and smooth under his hands. With a ragged cry Senya slammed down on him pelvis and he felt her spasm around him. The tight squeeze was too much for him to bear, and he hit his limit, pouring his hot thick ropes of seed deep into her eager womb.

They collapsed together in a sweaty pile in his bedding, holding each other close. They kissed and caressed lightly, savoring each other.