Through the Eyes of a Fae

Ludis talked softly, telling Malik about a story from her childhood, and he was enamored by it. She knew how to describe the desert so that he could almost see its unique beauty through her eyes. Ludis walked slowly, holding the king’s hand. He had been so distracted; he had not noticed the direction they were headed.

" This is the way to my rooms.” He stated it. Ludis blushed and looked down, scuffing her foot on the floor.

" Well, you see… my room has … a lot of books.” Malik started to smile. She did not want him to see her mess. He laughed and spun her around suddenly.

“You mean you’re knee-deep in some ancient scroll, and you needed 5500 books to translate it” Ludis frowned at his teasing. Seeing his smile, she relented.

“Well not 5500 but there are quite a few.” They had made it to his rooms. Opening the door, he stepped back to let her in, his eyes a dark sapphire now. She gulped and stepped in, hearing the door close behind her. No turning back now, she thought. She had turned to face Malik when she suddenly felt herself being lifted. Instinctively, she grabbed his shoulders and his mouth crushed hers. He kissed her like a man who had been starving, devouring her. Panting, he began to move his hands up her skirt, pushing it aside as her legs wound around his waist. Against the door now, Malik trailed kisses down her cheek to her neck, and pushed his length against her soft hot center. She moaned at the contact and pulled his mouth back to hers. He reached behind her, desperately trying to untie the laces on her dress one-handed, as his other hand was busy caressing her bottom. Malik was losing patience with the dress quickly, and Ludis laughed. She made a small symbol with her fingers, and the dress suddenly disappeared. She wore nothing now, fully exposed to him.

“That. It is a nice trick. Really nice. I need you to do that all the time …” He was impressed, rock hard and overdressed. She loosened her legs and began to push his jacket off his shoulders. Pulling his shirt from his breeches, Malik began to undo his buttons at lighting speed. Ludis pushed him backwards, walking to the couch. Malik sat and pulled Ludis down on him. She was so wet, he slid right in. They both gasped at the abrupt entrance. He could feel her adjusting to him, slowly taking more of him in. His chest was sprinkled with golden curly hair, and it heaved, he was trying to control himself, to give her smaller body time to adjust to his length. His hair had gotten longer, and she dug her fingers into it, kissing him deeply. He moved his hands over her body, cupping her small breast, teasing its peak. His hands came down to cup her bottom and, looking him in the eyes, Ludis began to move. She felt powerful, riding him slowly up and down. His eyes devoured her as she leaned back and put her hands on his knees, giving him a full view of her riding him. His hands splayed across her stomach and reached between her legs to finger her nub. Ludis closed her eyes, and her head rolled back.

“No, look at me. I wish to see you.” Malik’s voice was so low, and he watched Ludis open her eyes. She was panting hard, sweat covering their bodies. Malik grabbed her by the waist and began to meet her thrust for thrust. Moaning, Ludis came forward to place her hands on his shoulders. Malik was coming undone. It was like he had died and gone to heaven. Everything about Ludis intoxicated him. He could feel his release coming and thrust harder. Ludis was tightening around him, and he knew they would come together. A final hard thrust made Ludis cry out, and she spasmed around him. Malik found his release and they both collapsed on the couch. Malik cradled her to his chest, kissing her softly, whispering words of love.

“Please don’t leave me, Ludis, I won’t survive without you.” Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed his forehead as he stood up with her, carrying her to his bed.

“Ok, I’ll stay tonight.” She looked at him with a silly grin, knowing what he really meant. He laughed and kissed her deeply.