It was late by the time they made it to the same spot they had camped out at together. It had been miraculous that they’d been able to find it after everything that had happened. Cherin set up the tent, though it was obvious he was suffering immensely from his wounds from the battle.
“You guys can sleep in the tent,” he offered the shaken descendants.
We prefer the truck.
Cherin couldn’t hear it, so Leika translated for him. He nodded and climbed inside as soon as it was set up and the fire was lit. Leika followed him inside.
“You look like you’re in a lot of pain,” she whispered once everybody had fallen asleep.
“I’ll be all right,” Cherin said. His voice was strained though.
“Thank you for coming back for me,” Leika said, removing the outfit that Lopu had given her. “Put this on. The regenerative powers will help you.”
“Are you sure?” he asked.
She nodded. Her body was uncovered and she stared sincerely at him until he took it.
“It’s kind of snug,” he laughed. She grinned and lay down beside him as the outfit began to work its magic. They dozed into a peaceful slumber and were both awakened at the same time by Cherin’s stirring. He was pulling the outfit off, smiling down at Leika.
“Thank you,” he said, scooping her into a hug against his bare, broad chest. She surrendered into it, her own body fully exposed beside him.
“Nothing will ever change the way I feel about you,” Cherin said seriously, looking deeply into Leika’s purple eyes.
“I know,” she whispered.
They were lost in each other’s gaze for a few moments before finally their lips met. Leika moaned softly as Cherin’s tongue made its way inside her mouth, sending a whirlwind of pleasure coursing through her body. His strong hands roamed her body intimately, until his fingers rested against the mound of her middle. He circled his fingertip experimentally around her clit and sent a jolt of ecstasy through her body. She sighed softly as she felt his cock harden against her thigh. There would be no apologies this time. No mixed feelings. This is what they had both wanted. And now that they were adults, that was perfectly fine.
Leika took his cock in her hands and gave it a long, firm stroke. Cherin moaned in delight as he shuddered in her grip, the thrill of her touch bringing more blood to his engorged member. She lowered her lips around it carefully, eliciting a cry of pleasure from Cherin. He lifted her and laid back on the ground, positioning her so that her middle, wet with longing, was in the perfect position for him to lick it as she slowly worked her tongue up and down his shaft. They pleasured each other this way until Leika could take no more and whimpered demandingly. Cherin brought her to her back and got on top of her, grinning down at her as his shaft rubbed against her clit, sending waves of ecstasy throughout her entire body.
They moaned together as he shoved himself wholly inside of her. The heat of his cock ramming inside of hers made Leika grit her teeth as a flood of bliss awakened every nerve in her body. He began thrusting himself inside of her again and again, picking up his pace, every drag of his shaft eliciting a network of explosions all throughout her insides. She had dreamed of his body for so long, so secretly and yet so devoutly. How long had she wanted this? She couldn’t say. But now that she had it, she was never going to let him go.
He caressed her tenderly as they made love, his body tuned in to her every response. He seemed intuitively to know exactly what each of her sounds and movements meant, and met her with a zest and enthusiasm that left them both panting from exertion. They had never been more in synch than they were in that moment. No inhibitions and no confusion. All they wanted was each other.
Suddenly, Leika could no longer handle the intensity of Cherin’s smooth, hard member inside of her, and her body shook as he took her to new heights, every pleasure receptor in her body indulging itself in ecstasy. She let out a low moan as she contracted around him, pushing and pulling him until he completed her climax with his own powerful eruption. They closed their eyes in bliss as he shot his load deep inside of her, and they lay still for a moment, panting quietly in the night.
“Let’s never fight again,” Leika said.
“That’s not healthy,” Cherin laughed. “Let’s always make up.”
“That’s more realistic.”
He kissed her forehead and they lay together in bliss, allowing themselves to finally be taken by the heavy blanket of sleep.