A Feast of Light

The kiss broke, leaving us both breathless, our foreheads resting against each other. The air around us was thick with the heat of thousands of lanterns and the undeniable, magnetic pull of our bodies.

"I don't want clothes," Rapunzel whispered, her hands already tugging at my vest. "I want skin. I want to feel you everywhere."

We moved with frantic urgency. The boat rocked gently as we stripped. I discarded my coat and vest; she unlaced her bodice with trembling fingers. Her purple dress fell to the floorboards, joining my shirt and trousers. Within moments, we were naked under the golden sky. The warm light of the lanterns reflected off our skin, turning us into statues of living gold.

Rapunzel looked at me, her eyes wide and hungry. She reached out, running her small hands over my shoulders. "You're so strong," she murmured, leaning in to lick the column of my neck. "You taste like salt and fire."

She moved down. She kissed my chest, her tongue tracing the definition of my muscles. She gripped my biceps, marveling at the hardness of them, before taking my hand. She put my fingers in her mouth, sucking on them one by one, swirling her tongue around the tips, staring up at me with a look of pure, unadulterated lust.

I groaned, the sensation sending fire straight to my groin. My cock was already hard, throbbing in the cool night air. Rapunzel noticed it. She dropped my hand and looked at the weapon she had polished in the forest.

"My favorite," she giggled, a sultry, darker sound than I had ever heard from her.

She didn't wait for a command. She dove. She took me into her mouth with a ravenous hunger. She bobbed her head down, taking the head, then the shaft, pushing herself further than she ever had before. She choked herself on me, gagging slightly, tears pricking her eyes, but she didn't stop. She wanted to take the Hero deep inside her.

"Enough," I growled, grabbing her hair before I lost control.

I pulled her off. "My turn."

I grabbed her waist and spun her around. "Lie back," I ordered. "Look at your lights."

She lay back on the wooden bench, her hair spreading out like a golden halo. Above her, the sky was a churning river of fire. I crawled over her. "I'm going to taste the light on you, Rapunzel."

I started at her hands. I licked her slender fingers, sucking them just as she had done to mine. I moved up her delicate arms, licking the soft, pale inner skin of her elbows. I kissed her neck, feeling her pulse hammer against my lips.

I moved lower. I lavished attention on her perky, eighteen-year-old breasts. I swirled my tongue around her hard nipples, making her arch her back and moan at the sky. I kissed my way down her flat, smooth belly, dipping my tongue into her navel.

I moved to her legs. I licked the inside of her thighs, then moved all the way down. I lifted her feet. "Perfect," I whispered. I worshipped them. I licked her soles, her arches, and sucked each of her toes, hearing her gasp and wriggle with delight.

Then, I settled between her legs. Her pussy was glistening in the lantern light, pink and swollen. I buried my face in her.

" Ray!" she screamed, gripping the sides of the boat.

I ate her alive. I used long, broad strokes of my tongue, lapping at her clit, tasting her sweetness. I wasn't gentle. I devoured her. With the lanterns filling her vision and my tongue working her wetness, Rapunzel broke. She came violently, screaming at the stars, her body thrashing. I didn't stop. I kept licking through the spasms, forcing a second, then a third orgasm out of her trembling body until she was sobbing with pleasure.

"Turn over," I commanded, my voice rough. "Show me your cute little butt."

She scrambled onto her hands and knees, obedient and eager. She presented herself to me, her back arched, looking over her shoulder. I knelt behind her. I placed my hands on her firm, pale buttocks. I spread her cheeks wide.

Rapunzel gasped as the cool air hit her most private place.

"I'm going to taste everything," I promised.

I leaned down. I pressed my tongue against her anus. Rapunzel shrieked, a sound of shock and taboo delight. "Oh my god! You're... you're licking there!"

I rimmed her. I swirled my tongue around the tight ring, pressing in, teasing the muscle. It was degrading, intimate, and incredibly intense for her. She had never imagined such a sensation existed.

Her body seized up. The stimulation of her sensitive, used hole sent her over the edge again. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming from my butt!"

She shuddered, collapsing onto her elbows, drooling onto the floorboards as the pleasure washed over her.

I pulled back, wiping my mouth, admiring the quivering, ruined princess. She looked back at me, her face flushed, eyes glazed. "That..." she panted. "That was the best feeling ever. Better than the sword. Better than the lights."

She crawled backward, pressing her ass against my groin. "I want to do it to you," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. "I want you to feel it. I want to taste you there."

I smirked, looking down at the eager, corrupted angel. "Then let's make the boat rock."