3.1 Remain

Your hand slowly sides off of your arm and cautiously reaches forward. Warm skin brushes against your fingertips as they gently settle on Nikias' forearm. "Kora" He breathes out, sounding considerably conflicted. Ignoring this, you step forward and tentatively glance up at him. His brow is furrowed deeply, and the uncertainty in his expression seems more prominent. "You came out here for a reason." You begin, watching his eyes carefully. "It was not simply out of nostalgia, was it?" His body tenses slightly at your question and he glances away. "Not entirely." He finally admits then slowly returns his gaze to meet yours. "I must concede, I had hoped to run into you." Trying to ignore the rapid beat of your heart, you **** your expression to remain neutral. Noticing that your hand still remains on his arm, you subtly slide it up along his bicep. "Then why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Your voice is barely above a whisper while you continue moving your hand until it reaches his shoulder. "I should not have come here at all." He mutters unconvincingly, however, doesn't pull away. Tilting your head softly, you regard his pained expression for a moment before asking, "Are you not tired of always doing what is expected of you?"

Nikias looks as if he's about to reply but is quickly stopped short when you move forward. When your lips meet his you feel his body visibly relax. A moment later he places a hand on your lower back and pulls you in closer. Light stubble scrapes across your skin as he begins moving with more urgency. When he takes a step forward, you distractedly let him guide you back. After a few more steps, your back gently connects with the tree behind you. Nikias finally pulls away, looking somewhat flustered. The hand on your back moves to your abdomen and begins untying the band around your waist. Biting your lip, you wait breathlessly while he finishes then removes the article. Glancing up, you're relieved to see no signs of hesitation remain on his face. Reaching a hand over, you delicately slip the fabric covering your shoulder off. Nikias' gaze slowly moves down the length of your body before he steps forward again. A soft moan escapes your lips when his hands start running along the sides of your torso. He leans forward and you feel one of them slip between your legs. Your eyes gently close as he begins tracing his fingers across your yearning skin. Leaning your head back against the tree, you breathe out deeply. With each passing stroke of his fingers you notice yourself steadily growing wetter.

His other hand moves up and firm wraps around your breast. Your legs tremble lightly as you're overcome by a rush of pleasure. Grabbing onto Nikias arm for support, you let the feeling take over you. His hand moves away and loops under your thigh before raising it up. Your eyes quickly flutter open, then travel down his broad form. Reaching out, you quickly begin loosening his belt and garments. Your heartbeat quickens again when his muscular physique is revealed, along with his erect member. No longer able to wait, you wrap your fingers around it. Nikias steps forward and swiftly sinks his large shaft deep inside you. Moaning, you wrap your leg around his waist, pulling him in closer. He doesn't appear to hold back as he begins roughly thrusting into you. Rough bark rubs against your back through the thin cloth still covering it. You feel Nikias' warm breath on the side of your neck as he leans down further. One of your arms wraps around his shoulder while the other presses against the tree. The long awaited pleasure doesn't take long to send you over the edge again. Tightening your grip around him, you gasp out when an intense orgasm courses through. Exhaling deeply, your eyes slowly close as you bask in the sensation. Nikias maintains his rapid pace, slamming his body forcefully against you.

His breath becomes somewhat labored as he seems unable to hold back. Groaning, you feel lost in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Though he's being rather rough, you find yourself unable, or perhaps unwilling, to ask him to stop. Instead, you remain silent as you continue enjoying the sensation until the pressure built up reaches its peak. Gasping out his name, you feel your inner walls contract as you orgasm around him. Hearing your voice seems to finally snap him out of his haze and he slows down a bit. "I hope I have not hurt you." He says quickly, sounding moderately apologetic. With your eyes still closed, you smile lazily before replying, "Not at all." The stinging in your back is now far from your mind. Nikias moves his hand up your thigh and slips around your waist, drawing you closer. "Good." His voice is low and husky, sending a small shiver down your spine. Peaking your eyes back open, you watch as he slides his other arm under your still standing leg. In a quick motion you're lifted off the ground and he resumes his previous rhythm. Air is **** out of your lungs as you're repeatedly pushed against the tree. Beads of sweat trickle down your chest, feeling cool against your warm skin. Nikias' muscles flex beneath your touch with each of his powerful movements.

You find yourself growing slightly lightheaded with each passing moment. Wrapping yourself tighter around him, you brace yourself for the approaching climax. Crying out again, your eyes roll back as electric currents flood your body. Nikias slows down after a moment then lowers you back to the ground. He steps back and observes your flushed form. Blushing faintly, you brush strands of hair out of your face then glance back down at his still rigid member. Looking back up at him, you gently lower to your knees. Keeping your gaze on his, you reach out and wrap your hand around his shaft. His expression looks somewhat smug as you lean forward and slide it into your small mouth. It's still rather slick, making it easy for you to slip it further down your throat. Nikias places his hands behind his head before leaning back a bit. Surprised to have full control, you quickly **** the rest of his length down the narrow confines of your throat. You move your other hand forward and cautiously curl it around his large sack. Nikias groans appreciatively, encouraging you to continue your movements. While slowly sliding your mouth along his shaft, you gently stroke him with your hand. Saliva dribbles down the sides of your mouth, running down your hand, providing lubricant for your actions.

After a few minutes, you feel Nikias tense slightly and straighten up. You can't help **** slightly when a rush of thick liquid spews down your throat. Quickly pulling back, you feel more of it trickle down your chin. Blinking tears out of your eyes, you gently wipe the mix of liquids from your face. You catch a small frown pass over Nikias' face before he offers you a hand up. An uncomfortable tension hangs in the air as you wordlessly redress. Unable to stand it any longer, you open your mouth to break the silence. Just before you can, Nikias suddenly speaks up and says, "I should not have done that. To raise your hopes in such a way is admonishable." He seems **** to meet your gaze, keeping it cast to the side. Biting the inside of your lip, you take a moment to select your response. "You need not apologize to me." You say in a soft voice while placing a hand on his arm. "It is I who erred." Nikias' frown returns and he returns his gaze to you. "Do not blame yourself." He responds firmly and takes your hand in his. "I will get this all sorted." Your breath catches in your chest at his words but you quickly swallow it back down. Nodding lightly, you find it quite unbearable not to pry further. However, you feel as if you are already walking a fine enough line as it is. He keeps his hold on your hand a moment longer before finally releasing it and turning away. You reluctantly part ways, returning to your chambers alone and full of apprehension.