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Ewan and Bryn [ The hook up ]

Bryn The bar was quiet and Bryn had busied herself with washing the counter as the bell over the door rang. Glancing up she gave the male a soft smile. “Hey there. What can I get you?”

Ewan Ewan wandered into the bar before his eyes flickered up to the pretty blonde. His lips curled into a smile. "Are you on the menu?"

Bryn Bryn’s eyebrows rose in one graceful motion, taking in the stranger from top to bottom. “After a few drinks, definitely.” She responded, a bit teasingly though for once, she was entirely serious.

Ewan Ewan chuckled as he slid into his spot across from the bar and he nodded. "Then hit me with as many drinks as it'll take to get you on my lap." He replied with a wink.

Bryn Bryn dealt with flirty customers all the time, though se rarely took them up on it. But tonight, with a otherwise empty bar and with emotions running high, she was considering letting loose. “I’m thinking you should consider yourself lucky I have a low tolerance.” Her smile gaining a certain allure. “Any preference in liquor?”

Ewan "Harder the better." Ewan replied with a wink at her. "I'm Ewan, but you can call me whatever your little heart desires when you're on my lap." He slid her his credit card. "Go ahead and put the tab on this."

Bryn: “Alright then.” Bryn said with a small chuckle, reaching for her favorite bottle of bourbon, pouring them both two generous shots. “I’m Bryn. And just you give me a hot second and some liquid courage then I’ll happily occupy that lap.” She winked back at him, setting the bottle on the counter and swiping his card, which he handed back, before coming around to settle on the stool beside him. “New arrival?”

Ewan "You could say that, yeah." Ewan wasn't sure thanks brother would even look him in the eye after being awol for so many years. He took the shot and downed it before looking over where she sat. "How about you? Been here a while I wager if you're working the bar." He eyed her over.

Bryn Bryn nodded, not the prying kind but decent at making small talk. She understood how people often came to the bar simply for company. She liked it, when family members weren’t showing up and her counter that was. She downed her own glass, filling them both up. “A few months. The job pays well and it’s good fun. Though being here wasn’t entirely optional.” She met his gaze with a curious and appreciative one of her own.

Ewan He caught her gaze and he smiled before fixing his long brown hair that threatens to fall in front of his eyes at ant moments notice. He took another shot that she had poured before he leaned in closer. "You here for the weddings too huh?" He took out his letter. "Haven't even opened the fucking thing."

Bryn He was very handsome, there was no doubt about it. Bryn would have to watch herself, otherwise she would stare at him for too long. This far though, she wasn’t overly intimidated but also feeling at ease. Her own glass kept being emptied, her stomach fluttering pleasantly as he leaned in. “Afraid so. Though my intended was just excused, so who I am to be with now, I don’t know.” She admitted. “Not ready to dive in?”

Ewan "I am not completely." He smiled before he reached in to cup her cheek. "Though I wouldn't mind so much if i were being married to a pretty bird like you." Ewan eyed her then he winked at her. "Fill me up again or do you want to come sit in my lap now?"

Bryn “Which is understandable. Few would be.” She said, as always unable to slightly council or show care, no matter who she was taking to. Her eyes sparkled, skin tingling under his touch. “Guess it wouldn’t be so bad in my case either.” Feeling courageous, the blonde used the stair underneath her own stool to stand on, singing her leg over so she could sit across his lap. “I’m feeling brave tonight.”

Ewan Ewan smiled as she sat across his lap. His hands held her hips and ran up her sides before he leaned in to press his lips to her ear. "Brave enough for me to get you know you a little better in this bar?" A firm possessive hand gripped her hair before he kissed her firmly.

Bryn Bryn couldn’t deny that his forwardness was both attractive and weirdly assuring. Pleasant shivers going up her spine, leading her to rest her hands on his broad and muscular shoulders. “Just a little? But yes.” She whispered back, eager lips pressing back against his, hips flexing slightly, creating friction downstairs.

Ewan Ewan ground back into he girl as she rode him slightly. He smirked as a rogue hand slipped under her shirt and caressed a breast. He held her hair as he kissed her deeply then he leaned up to whisper into her ear. "I could bend you over your bar and fuck you good and proper, barmaid." He teased as his hand tightened.

Bryn Bryn sighed a bit, not surprised that his response was immediate, her good girl tendencies craving a darker twist, craving the roughness he was providing, leaving her wanting more. Her fingers running trough his hair, less careful than what was like her to. His kiss left her a little breathless, her chuckle dark and throaty as she replied. “Is that what you want? I’ll be your barmaid.” Oh she would.

Ewan He smirked as his hand pulled her body clutched tightly against him. He murmured into her ear. "I want that." He admitted with a growl before hungry lips were marking up her neck with a rough possessive hickey. He then growled. "Get up SO I can bend you over your bar and fuck you.'

Bryn She could not help but grin a bit, biting back sounds, her body tingling with anticipation, leaving her to bite her lip. “Then you shall have it.” She murmured back. A moan escaping her as hands tightened in his hair. “Yes sir.” Gracefully slinging her leg back over, Bryn found her footing, loosening the button and zipper of her jeans, resting forearms against the counter. Looking at him over her shoulder, awaiting his next move.

Ewan He moved as he got behind the girl tucked over the bar. He gripped her hair roughly as he tugged her hair back and his free hand yanked her me and down her legs. He undid his own and let then cool around his ankles. He groaned as he teased his thick between her ass cheeks. "This what you want?"

Bryn She was glad of the alcohol coursing trough her veins then and there, acknowledging that she had never been this adventurous before. She all but held her breath, hunched over the bar, giving him complete control. The cold air once more made her shiver a bit, though it also made the heat against her backside unmistakable, impatience lingering. “It’s what I want.” She confirmed, her voice unwavering.

Ewan Ewan groaned as she was just s impatient a she was. The tall male gripped her hip tightly as he sank his cock inside of her with a groan of hunger. Roughly pressing her over the bar as his hips began to roll roughly against hers. "This what you wanted," he smacked her ass.

Bryn Bryn’s own answering groan was deep as he finally thrust himself inside her filling a need she has denied the presence of for weeks now. Her heart rate and breath speeding up as he began to move, pleasure beginning to burn inside her. “Ah!” She called out, more in surprise than anything else, a series of moans escaping her lips.

Ewan Ewan roughly pressed her into the counter a she began a rough pace. He growled low beneath his breath as his hips crashed into hers. Hand tightening in her hair. "You like that do you?" He began a rough pace against her, delivering another firm slap.

Bryn Bryn wasn't in a position where she was able to contribute a whole lot. Outside of having the smallest of wiggle room to move her hips, keeping up with the pace. Which she had to admit was new to her, but then again, this whole situation was a bit new to her. If her saintly parents could see their perfect angel daughter now they would be aghast and beyond shocked. That gave her some small satisfaction, simply doing something they would disapprove of and judge her harshly for. Trapped and strung out like a ripcord, she had to search for breath in order to speak. "I do. Don't stop." She could feel her insides quickening, the mixture of pleasure and pain bringing her to new heights.

Ewan Ewan was pleased of how she was responding to his thrusts and using her like this. His brother would probably be shocked to find him fucking a girl like this in a bar but Ewan had lost all sense of embarrassment about such things a long time ago. The wolf kept his hand roughly locked in her hair while a hand slid down to squeeze a full breast and clasp it in his fingers. Kneading roughly and playing with it while his hips crashed harshly into Bryn over and over again.

Bryn Bryn tried not to be too amazed at the skill level he seemed to possess. Clearly he had a lot of experience as well as a personal style and touch to how he preferred to do this. Yet it did amaze her that he knew just where to touch her, basically how to work her body right, in a manner she had never experienced before. As his member filled every inch of her, and red hot spikes of pleasure went directly form her roughly treated breast to her groin, the blonde could feel her own orgasm building quickly, release coming upon her. Yet she tried to hold off, unable not to think how she didn't want this to end. Though when she did come, hard and fast, she all but yelled, her fingers digging into the edge of the bar top which she had come to clasp tightly.

Ewan Ewan felt as her body tightened from her climax finally but his hips never stopped. Instead, in her moment of pleasure, his hand left her hair to clasp her wrists and yank them from the hardtop and pin them behind her. He firmly had her pressed over it with a possessive grasp on her hands as he changed his angle. The werewolf had a pretty good libido when he was. Human but after being bitten he had much better stamina. His hips accelerated against her a she buried his thick cock deeper. "Oh I can keep going." He smacked her ass. "I can ruin every single one of your holes little witch." He purred under his breath.

Bryn Bryn's mind was spiraling as the climax she had just reached washed over her body, possibly leaving her even more defenseless and vulnerable than before. So when her hands became pinned, she barely felt it or noticed, that was until she could feel the change in angle, her body responding with a jerk. Oh god lord. She thought, try ing not to find the sounds of her own panting embarrassing. His stamina was definitely greater than hers, and for a brief moment she wondered just how long she could attempt to keep up with him. As long as he gives you the opportunity to, her mind stubbornly replied. Her tone amused as she found the best words to respond with. "We'll be here all night long then." She stated, finding that she did not mind the prospect of that at all. "I wouldn't mind that.." She murmured, not entirely sure if she was making the admittance to him or herself.

Ewan "I do believe we might be." He replied as his hand kept her wrists firmly pinned behind her. He was taking what was his. His mouth curled into a smirk as the much taller male kept her pinned in place and his free hand delivered yet another firm slap to her backside. He enjoyed the sound that he brought and he kept thrusting into her. He murmured darkly. "I wouldn't mind that either." His hand tightened on her wrist. "We could certainly find other surfaces for me to break you." He glanced around the room. "I can think of a few. Especially pressing you from behind against the wall." Smack. Another firm hit to her ass.

Bryn "Uh-hu." Was all she was able to respond with, briefly having to rest the tip of her forehead against the counter top, concentrating on drawing deep breaths to regain some of her composure and control her pounding heart. Though the sting of another slap had the same effect as one to the face would have had, forcing her into a more awakened state. As her climax steadily rebuild, she couldn't mind but be a bit astonished at how fast. That just couldn't be normal.. or did not use to be normal in her case. Despite the physical effort, it was all too worth it tough. Managing to twitch her neck she glanced at him once more over her shoulder. "All from behind?" she inquired. He liked being in charge, that much she had easily sussed out. The taking her from behind part though, that could either be a preference or.. a wolf thing? "There's plenty of wa-alls to use." Out here, in the back, upstairs in her bedroom. He was yet to know that was an option.

Ewan "Doesn't have to all be from behind." He replied with a smirk. He had always liked taking a woman from behind. Gave him better access and he was more to an ass man anyway. His hand brushed over the reddening skin of her backside as his hips continued to crash into hers. "I certainly wouldn't mind fucking you with your legs around my waist." He smirked as he kept going. "You're going to be ruined for any other man in afraid when im done with you." If he would ever be done with her. "Your next climax, I want you to ask for permission. Do you understand?" Ewan grunted the faster he went. "You need to beg me for permission to cum." He let out a low growl of pleasure.

Bryn “But primarily.” She said, deducing that he had that as a preference. Also given how expertly he was moving her about. Bryn didn’t really mind it, though it was new, feeling somewhat redundant and without the means to give back. She wasn’t used to mainly receiving. The smallest of shivers went trough her as she felt his hand brush her now sensitive skin. “We could do that next.” She grinned a little bit. “Let’s hope my future husband won’t mind.” The chances of whoever they were replacing her first fiancé with finding out about this were slim. Did she understand? Uhm, not entirely.. while she did grasp the fact that his need for control was expanding, this wasn’t a familiar concept. Amidst the rough trusts and quickening inside, now coupled with confusion, it took Bryn a hot minute to respond. “I understand.” She half said, half gasped, wondering why would happen if he told her no and she couldn’t hold back. However she did not have the time to think on it too long, as the climax came, her body tightening, her muscles tensing as she told herself to wait. “Can I come? P-Please..”

Ewan He loved how she was tightening around his cock again with every hard thrusts. He groaned as he gripped her hands tighter and actually felt his own climax on the way soon. "Cum." He growled low as his hips shuddered against her. He would teach her to be obedient to him and him alone. He was already so possessive of the girl. Hips crashing hard against her as he felt his own body tensing, his cock swelling as his organs rushed upon him and he cried out as he released a wave of red hot fire into her. Climax overwhelming him with pleasure as he panted hard and finally slowed his hips. His grip was still tight so he relaxed it and allowed them both a moment of respite. Breathing heavily as his hand brushed through her hair. "Perhaps... somewhere more private next?" He asked softly.

Bryn: The more she had to hold herself off, the tighter her muscles clenched, making her entry narrower and narrower. There was a distinct difference, even Bryn could tell. And it seemed to have a very desirable effect on him, despite the effort it took on her part. This though, she could do. This was a contribution. When given permission, she let go, muscles un-clenching, her body beginning to relax again, though the intensity of gratification and pleasure refused to allow her to entirely. A small smile grazed her lips in hearing him come undone too. Feeling the swell and release inside, remains of it tickling down her thighs. She exhaled heavily, spending a short moment resting entirely against the wood beneath her, before carefully and slowly pulling herself back up, partially turning back around to face him. Ewan. It was an unusual yet beautiful name. Bryn's own smile was soft as well. "I live in the apartment upstairs. Just let me lock up." She replied, gently drawing her hands out of his grip, leaning up to steal a short kiss from his lips before walking over to the door and turning the locks and sign. Once that was done Bryn picked up her underwear from the floor and reached behind the counter for her keys. "This way." She nodded towards the back where the stairs to her apartment was located.

Ewan He returned her sweet kiss before he fixed his boxers and his pants again. He sighed as he watched her ass while she went to go towards the door and lock up. He wandered after her once she directed him to follow her. His eyes roaming her idly. "I didn't realize you lived here " he teased her softly as his eyes took her in hungrily. Wanting to wreck her as roughly as possible but he figured he would wait once they were in bed to do so.

Bryn Bryn didn't bother to dress, as she figured they were going to be spending the remaining part of the night without their clothes anyway. Putting them back on seemed a waste with such a short way back up to some serious privacy. Besides, she could feel his gaze on her ass, and it made her a bit giddy, being regarded like that. When your assigned fiancee left after one meeting with you, it was hard not to take it a little personally, wonder if you had ever been good enough.. Though Bryn knew she wasn't bad to look at, she doubted any male would pick her out of a crowd of girls. "Its not something I broadcast to all my customers. Just a lucky few." She said with a small playful smile, eyes not straying from him for long. Leading the way up the stairs, she halted in front of her door, unlocking it and stepping inside, waiting for him to do the same.

Ewan "Guess that makes me an even luckier man." He retorted as he watched her. He made it up the stairs with her to the door. He certainly didn't think of her anything less than very attractive. He stepped inside of her room before pulling her in for a rough kiss and lifting her up into his arms. He kissed her deeply, kicking the door shut behind him as he began to pull at her clothes. Cock rock hard in his jeans once more. "Fuck." He groaned as he pressed her against the nearest wall, deepening the kiss as his tongue tangled with hers.

Bryn A deep blush crept up Bryn's cheeks at his words, and she had to momentarily look away, both pleased and all too flattered, but also feeling shy. Luckily that didn't last for very long, nor would it have. Her eyes flitting back to the shape of him before she could think, as by both instinct and need. She had been prepared to close and lock the door, though she never got to. He was so quick! And irresistible.. Or so she decided as she kissed him back, her lips hungry and all too eager. Ensnaring her hands around his neck Bryn once more forgot about everything but being in the moment with him. Once she had the wall to put some of her weight against, she was able to reach down to unbutton his jeans, pushing impatiently at the waistband until it sunk down, her fingers snaking into his boxers, stroking his already rock solid member.

Ewan She had slender fingers wrapping around his cock and he gave. A low groan before his mouth found her neck. His hands roughly tugged at her shirt and dragged it up and off of her body, tossing it o the side. He reached behind her to unclasp her bra before stripping out of his own shirt. His chest bore a tattoo or two against wards and dark magic. Remainder from when he was a hunter. His fingers yanked her skirt down before he was pulling her into a hot kiss. Grinding into her hand before shrugging clear so he wa snaked. Kicking off his shoes. His hands wrapped tightly around hers and he pinned them to the wall as he pressed into her dipping sex one more.

Bryn Excitement shone in her eyes as she massaged him, her fingers running rhythmically up and down his length. By the sound of that groan, she was definitely doing it right. All too soon however, she had to pull her hands back, aiding as her shirt was taken off, then her bra. Quickly all manner of clothing, just as anticipated, were discarded to the floor. She did manage to sneak them back down though the second she had the chance. Bryn's eyes fell on the tattoos on his chest, curiously taking them in. Part of her wanted to ask, her mind working to put together the meaning of the symbols, but as soon as he reclaimed her lips, all thoughts were abandoned, wiped away like chalk of a chalk board. She was all ready to grip him more tightly, when her hands were imprisoned once more. She didn't have the time to protest, and seconds later no reason to. Groaning, Bryn flexed her hips, pushing him further inside her.

Ewan One hand held her wrists pinned to the wall as he kissed her hungrily. His hips pressed I to her roughly a she began a hard pace against he r lips locked to hers. He gripped her waist to pull her more into him so he could give harder and more languid thrusts into the beautiful blonde. He released her wrists just so he could actually grip both her hips and start driving his hips harder into her. His mouth never left her for an instant as his tongue battled with hers.

Bryn Kissing him back with renewed passion, she stroked and twirled her tongue with his, her hips sticking with the pace he set, once more her body became his to command and do with as he pleased. Giving just how much she got out of it, Bryn decided that she did not mind it one bit. She had never been one to crave being in charge, her position as coven leader often seeming all too symbolic, lacking the firmness that others would have put into such a leadership. It wasn't in her nature to be commanding. But it certainly was in Ewan’s. Their kiss making it difficult to keep her eyes open, hyper aware of every move, every tough, every sound he made. Breathing in trough her nose, she gave every flex and grind her all.

Ewan Ewan was lost in her mouth and her taste. His hands firmly gripped her tighter as he was bucking his form into hers. He was of a mind to ravage her all that evening and so far she had not disappointed. One of his hands slid up to squeeze and play with a full breast. His thumb working over her nipple whilst his mouth stayed pressed to hers hungrily. He peeled his mouth back to take a breath before it was attacking her throat hard. Leaving a rough trail of hickies and marks down It, moving toward she point between her neck and shoulder.

Bryn: Bryn was thoroughly intoxicated as he invaded all of her senses without ever leaving her wanting or the slightest bit of breaths to be taken. Clarity of mind and control was so far gone that she would not have been able to tell up from down at this moment in time. Choosing to be adventurous tonight had been all too right, and her slim expectations had been outdone and exceeded long ago. He was an expert and she was reaping the benefits, considering herself lucky that he was remotely interested. That he was so good to her without knowing her in the least. She whimpered as he worked her nipple over, so sensitive right there that the smallest of touches created immediate bliss. Her lips pressing greedily back against his. Once more gratification was coupled with the soft yet apparent sting of pain, the hickeys enticing another moan from her.

Ewan Ewan was loving that this woman was so pliable to his demands and needs. His hand continued to squeeze her breast as it thumbed over her nipple. He moved it to the other before sliding it up to grasp her hair. Ewan continued to mark her skin as he pressed up against her, pressing his cock deeper inside of her with each deep thrust. His mouth left her skin as he looked into her eyes and his hand lifted to clasp her chin. "Mine." He growled as his hips crashed harder. "I am your Master. Your sir. You belong to me now." He leaned in to breathe into her ear. "Do you want to be Mine? My toy, my slave, my slut, my Bryn?"

Bryn Bryn hardly knew what to do with herself, which meant that his unwavering control was actually something she could appreciate. The level of sexual experience he brought was way out of her league, but when he wanted to be this much in charge, their differences weren't as noticeable. Or so she hoped and would think. The more he played with her nipples, the wetter she became, pressure building with the lightening of speed. It was almost a little ridiculous to her at this point, how easily he would make her come. The absence of his lips was distinct and noticeable, her eyes opening to assess the situation, staring right into his. At first a bit blankly, then understanding dawned. The practice wasn't widely known to her, but she had heard of these types of relationships. Foreign as they were to Bryn, she was intrigued. More than intrigued, in fact she was insatiably curious. Biting her lip in order to keep from groaning again in response to the roughness, she drew some deep breaths, her mind sluggishly searching for a proper response. "Yes, I do." She began, speaking softly. "but ahm.. the marriages.." She managed to say, all too distracted to have a proper and coherent conversation.

Ewan The marriages. That brought his hips to a slow before he sighed a she thought about the letter kn his pocket. He leaned in to kiss her lips hubgrily as he fought his sexual desire but found himself pressing into her anyway. Wanting and needing her. "Well. Would you like me to open my letter then?" He asked though he wanted to fuck her mote than anything and nothing about the marriages. For their connection was apparent and he wants nothing to do with anyone else right now. It would be a pity for any girl he had been chosen to marry by the council.

Bryn Biting down harder on her lip, close to drawing blood, Bryn felt like an idiot for bringing the marriages up. But she was loath to make any promises she couldn't keep, or be the obstacle between him and someone else. That was where her morals kicked back in, not willing to become a mistress of any kind. No, as much as she loathed these arrangements, were angry with her parents for handing her over like livestock, she needed to belong to one person. She waited in silence, as he thought, sighing heavily into his mouth, her lips just as hungrily pressing back against his. While their lips had stilled, she tightened her vaginal muscles, wanting to keep him there and not let go. A letter? Oh that letter.. "Yes.. but that’s your choice. I don't want to push you into doing something you don't want to do." she replied ruefully, a little apologetic, and plenty frustrated. With herself, with the situation, with being choiceless.. She wanted to be fucked until she could no longer stand.. until the exhaustion was too great for either of them to carry on.

Ewan He was locked in place as he looked into her eyes before Ewan heaved a sigh of annoyance. He reached down for his clothes and tugged it up before bringing his letter to bare. "Then let us be done with it." He opened it and glanced at the name, planning to only glance then tear it apart. His mouth fell open in shock and he began to laugh. He held her firmly there before he showed her the name. "I doubt we have anything to worry about..." His mouth finding her neck as his hips began to thrust into her once mote. Groaning low under his breath a she fucked her again.

Bryn: An apology was on her tongue, ready to be spoken at the sound of his annoyance. Bryn couldn't decide if she wanted to say 'screw it' to the whole arrangement and the council, or magically evaporate so she could rid them both of the overwhelming temptation and of causing any more upset than she already had. Her arms fell down to her sides when freed, her head bobbing into a nod. Getting it over with sounded like the.. mature thing to do. Her stomach twisted uncomfortably as she watched him open the letter and read. The startlement on his features not giving her much of an indication as to who's name was listed on the piece of paper. Maybe it was someone he knew from before. Bryn began to pull herself to the side, away from the wall, scared that if she looked at him for too long she would cave no matter what the letter said. Though she had not moved more than a few centimeters when she was stopped, her chin and eyes snapping back up, gaze finding the letters on the paper held out in front of her. Bryn Cathmael. She blinked. Did it really say that? "But that’s.. no one has informed me.." she murmured, stunned, a deep and startled moan sounding as he reentered her with force.

Ewan: His lips curled into a pleased sigh. He was glad it was her he let the letter flutter to the floor as he renewed his thrusts with vigor and desire. He didn't want to be robbed of her any time soon. He leaned in to whisper hotly into her ear. "So so ask again. Will you be my slave? My slut? Mg Bryn? My wife? My toy?" His hands gripped her tightly a she slammed his hips into hers with bruising force. Roughly taking her up against the wall with complete and utter want and desire.

Bryn She had yet to entirely wrap her brain around what all of this meant, beyond the simple fact that they were engaged to be married. Which she was and would be happy about, excited even, in a very different manner than she had been before to another awfully formal werewolf. Then again the meetings were wildly different, and her first engagement had lacked the connection and wild attraction this one came with. Even if it was, for the time being, mostly sexual. It was a very, very good place to start. This time around when he asked though, she had a small amount of clarity still in place, which stumped her on one of those terms in particular. "I want to say yes.. but slave? What does that entail?" she murmured, glad she had gotten that question in, because when he kicked up the force tenfold, she could hardly breathe, much less think rationally, her breath wildly uneven, body reacting on its own as her hands were back to twisting in his hair, her hips responding with all the strength she had in desperate passion and yearning.

Ewan "Means I am your Master and you are My slave. Are you familiar with dominance and submission?" Is hands gripped her hips tightly as his own vegan to crash even harder. He groaned as he was fucking her with force and virgin. Cursing at the pleasure rippling through him. Perhaps he should ask her when he wasn't pounding her lights out. His mind went blank and he growled loudly as his eyes flared gold. His hips crashing with powerful force as he violently rammed into her against the wall. Wanting to destroy her in that very moment and fill her with his hot seed once more.

Bryn "N-No.. not at all familiar.. w-with that.." she managed to say between thrusts and with a severe lack of breath and coherence. Her body shivering violently, speaking becoming impossible as the only sounds she were able to make were the ones of intense pleasure, answering each trust with hips that were living their own life, grinding for dear life. Bryn was just about ready to be drowned in yet another mind blowing, exploding orgasm, her mind slipping entirely, giving herself over to the total abandon that was being thoroughly fucked by him. Her grip on his hair so tight it must be painful as the world did indeed explode all around her body once more.

Ewan: She climaxed and her body was clenching around him hard she wasn't the only one kept in the moment and the wolf growled before he shuddered hard against her. Hips rapidly pressing into her repeatedly before she too came within her he panted heavily, gazing at her as his hand brushed through her hair before he slowed his hips to a complete stop. Groaning low but not wanting to pull out instead carrying her to the bed where he sat and caught his breath as his fingers peeled through her blonde locks.

Bryn The tension that came with this.. never felt before, extreme climax kept overwhelming Bryn, leaving her to feel dead on her feet yet intensely gratified. This time her breath was but a whispering tired sound coming out in heaves, as she leaned back against the wall, unable to react when he came just as violently as she just had. Her eyelids fluttering open to take in his devastatingly handsome face, wanting to kiss every inch of it, but finding she entirely lacked the energy to do anything but breathe at the moment. Once her lungs had caught up. Or so she inwardly promised. When he didn't pull out but lifted her up and took them over to the bed, she clung tightly to him, the aftershocks taking longer to die down with him still inside her. And she didn't mind, she didn't mind one bit. Neither was she about to say no to becoming.. whatever it was he wanted or needed her to be, though she would like to understand it a bit better so she could know what she was agreeing to. Staring into Ewan’s deep blue eyes, Bryn couldn't help but smile. For once, she felt, she had gotten lucky.

Ewan Ewan brushed his fingers through her blonde hair as he calmed his breathing down completely. He stayed sitting but shuffled back until his legs were extended and he was propped up against the headboard eith her curled up in his arms. He looked down at her for a moment before he murmured. "Alright. Now that we have calmed a little... let me explain. If i owned you, you would obey me. I would control everything in the bedroom. Perhaps even out if we were to move beyond. You would be submissive to my thoughts and words. I can get you symbols of ownership like a collar perhaps and. A leash." His hand cupped her cheek. "I am a very dominant person and being titled as your sir or your Master is exactly that. You would be mine in every way. Does that... explain it. A little more?" He kissed her head while his hands slid down to gently caress her form.

Bryn It was incredibly soothing, his hands trough her hair, sitting there in his arms. For someone who had met each other about two hours ago, they did not act it, at all. Snuggling in close, Bryn could feel more and more air returning to her lungs, making it easier to breathe properly and think more clearly. As he begun to explain, she kept her eyes on his face, having an open mind while listening. The one reservation she had, was with the complete obedience outside of the bedroom. Inside she had no issue with it, she didn't question his need for control, and she didn't mind that he wanted it. "The only thing that worries me about that is how with obedience comes the chance of disobedience. And what happens then? If I disobey you? Especially if we move beyond." She asked quietly, reaching up to gently brush her fingers trough is long hair. Liking the length. Feeling awfully content where she was, his gentleness entirely comforting.

Ewan He smiled softly s she mentions disobedience and what came with it. "We can certainly discuss punishments." He replied before his hand cupped her cheek. "Spankings and perhaps other things like that. Denial." He shrugged before he leaned on to whisper into her hair. "Just means you have to be a good little slut for me. Think you can d that?" He mused with a smirk a she eyed her over. "I want you to be mine."

Bryn It was a good thing that he wasn't reluctant to talk about it, seeing as he had a wealth of knowledge that she did not have. Though the word punishment was not an unfamiliar one to Bryn. Her parents had never been violent, but they had found other ways to punish her when she displeased them. Tilting her head slightly, Bryn leaned her head a little into his hand, relishing in the touch despite the uncertainty she was feeling. "And it doesn't get any worse than that? Denial of what?" She asked, trying to keep a straight face at that last one. Denial.. what on earth did he mean by that. Of sex? Of release? Taking a deep steadying breath, she met his gaze with her own, very calm as she replied. "Yes, I can do that. In the bedroom. And I'm already yours." Bryn said with surety, reaching up to cover his lips with hers.

Ewan "Of release." He replied before his lips found hers. He then smiled before he was growling low as his hand thumbs doves her skin. "Them you are mine." He murmured as his hand drifted down to brush over her body. One hand cupped her breast and the other wrapped around her neck lightly in possession as he kissed her skin. He kissed he neck and sucked some more lightly marking up her skin.

Bryn She nodded a little bit, finding that a easier concept to grasp than the spanking. It was hard to consider there being violence in a relationship, much less a marriage. Then again, she was bound to him for life with this marriage arrangement, and she had already come to the conclusion that as long as they were around each other, she could not resist him. "I am." She murmured back, chuckling, the skin of her neck feeling oversensitive and in places raw, though his kisses still sent pleasant tingles trough her. "Just how many hickeys do you plan to leave on me in one night? Fortunately its winter out, so I can wear a scarf when going outside with no excuses."

Ewan The male shrugged before his hand passed through her hair once more. He leaned down to pepper soft kisses to her cheek. He murmured gently. "I happen to like your neck, little witch." His hand slid down her belly before he thumbed her clit. Teasing it as he pulled her a little closer to him then pushed her off onto her back. One hand held her wrists firmly in place while all his other hand did was tease her. "Let's see how riled up I can get you." He murmured as his mouth found her earlobe and gave a soft nip to her skin. The dominant male working her clit slowly.

Bryn The witch laughed a bit, humming appreciatively, her index finger trailing small circles on his skin, from shoulder to upper biceps. "Only my neck?" she teasingly challenged, all too curious to hear what else he might like. Though her entire body stilled, tensed up the second her clit was touched. Oh shit. Bryn exhaled heavily, biting her lip to shut herself up, constantly aware of just how much noise she was making, wondering if that was unattractive. Not that she could dwell on that as her back ended up against the mattress and he came to hoover over her, his fingers unrelenting, their expertise making it very hard to keep still, as she rolled her hips, quickly wanton and flush with desire. More, she wanted more. Which seemed to be the point. "Should be an ahhh... fuck... easy feat for you." She half panted back.

Ewan Ewan chuckled at her reaction. She was so enthralled by his touches already. He held her wrists firmly in place with the one hand as the other continued to work between her legs. Rolling his thumb over her clit as his fingers teased her entrance before sliding inside. He leaned in to whisper into her ear. "Maybe I like marking all of you?" He teased before nipping her earlobe. His fingers continued their motions against her body. Soon he was thumbing in concentric circles as two fingers pumped in and out of her sex. "I will drive you to the heights of ecstasy my sweet."

Bryn Bryn tried not to be embarrassed at how impressionable and susceptible she was. Suffice to say that none of the men she had been with in the past had taken the time to or concerned themselves with her sexual gratification. All they had wanted was a lay, which was fine, she had been out for the same thing, but it did leave her a bit inexperienced. Not like a virgin mind you, and she thanked a higher power for that right now, her cheeks flushing a deeper crimson at the thought of how embarrassing that would be. Point being that pretty much everything he did affected her a whole lot, tugged and prodded at internal desires and hungers she had been unaware of or ignored in the past. She didn't fight him, her hands relaxed in their imprisonment, still not fully sure why it was necessary, but once more chalking up to him being in complete control of her. With the talk of collars and what not, she was sure there existed some bonds they should consider buying. She moaned as his fingers finally found their way inside her, continuing to move her hips, unable to keep still. "I think you do. Reminding me who I belong to." she murmured with a small smile, one that she could not keep in place, all too distracted. Moisture was gathering like crazy, making her vagina all wet and soft. But it was all happening so tortuously slow! "Ecstasy or i-insanity?" she whined.

Ewan He knew that he was torturing her and that they needed to discuss limits and what all of this entailed. So he began to whisper to her as his fingers worked at her sex. Making her whine and get wetter with his workings. "I want you to be mine. What that entails is you being obedient to my wants and desires. I understand there are probably things you don't want to do so we can take it slow in some respects. If anything pushes you too far you'll have safe words. Yellow for slow down and red for stop." His fingers continued to make her sweet pussy drip as he spoke. "I do not approve of brattiness or being spoken back to or sassed. If you do, you'll be punished either with something being taken away or denied or corporal punishments such as spankings and the like. Don't fret too much about the pain, as I will make sure to fully care for your wounds and make you comfortable afterwards." He paused as he kissed her throat. "Anything unclear?"

Bryn Actually she was one hundred percent sure that marking her had more to do with warding off others than impressing upon her that she was his. An array of hickies, the one more impossible to hide or put make up over to cover than the next, would ensure that others saw and would easily understand that she was very much taken. Taken. Owned. Belonging to.. The sound of those words were weird to her, though in a good way. She never had been before. Her mind was cloudy, even as his whispering made her strain to listen. Bryn was fairly sure she would have to ask for a repetition at some point, in a situation where they were simply talking, not doing something else that could distract her. At this point she was soaking wet, soiling wet and all she could think was how badly she wanted a release, how she would all but kill for it. The strain causing her body to twitch every now and then, an uncontrollable motion. Far far in the back of her mind she was definitely fretting about the pain more than anything else, though her current state was painful in its own way, enough that desperation came along. "N-No. Understood. Just please.." she whimpered, for the first time trying to take her hands back, do something, anything to either make it stop or be driven off the edge, instead of teetering so close to it.

Ewan He was to own her and own her fully. She was to be his and he was impressing it upon her. He listened to her beg and his hand latched on tighter to her wrists. This was a valuable moment. He leaned in to whisper. "Please what? What is it you want hm? Your orgasm belongs to me now. So maybe if you beg your sir, your Master for it nicely I'll give it to you." His fingers continued at the same slow pace against her, feeling how wet she was. But keeping her from any orgasm without his permission would teach her body to be fully reliant upon him for it. He wanted to have her fully at his mercy and here she was. Of course he was also aware her have to repeat the conversation when he wasn't fingering her like this.

Bryn Bryn felt as if she was about to come undone and each little touch was just barley moving her forward, barley getting anywhere, all the while her body was begging for it, twitching with lust and desire, screaming out for that final release. The second she was able to put the pieces together, she didn't hesitate at all. "Please sir.. just please let me come.. I'm begging you sir.." Her voice louder than anticipated, the desperation and vulnerability making itself known once and for all. She could think of nothing else, not even minding the pain in her own wrist. That pain helped her attempt to endure this much more pressing and uncontrollable one.

Ewan He held her firmly in place as he waited for her to beg him. His lips curled into a smile as she finally did and Ewan felt the raw power of making her beg like this. His hand began to finger her rapidly with his thumb circling her clit hard as he leaned in to whisper a single word into her ear. One single anticipated syllable. "Cum." his fingers worked hard against her sex as the male gave her permission to climax.

Bryn She couldn't move, eve her hips were too put out and strung out to work like they were supposed to, her eyes,unable to open because of the constant burning tingling down there. But she could feel it as his fingers shifted, the pace increased considerably, allowing her shivering walls, to quicken all of a sudden, delivering her to the brink, all so ready for release, though her body didn't fully let loose until he spoke that one single word, her orgasm washing over Bryn as she cried out in relief and pleasure. The intensity was mind blowing, so strong that for a hot minute she was sure she would pass out entirely, though she did manage to hold onto the present and not float off. Besides, she might need permission for that.

Ewan His hand slid away from her sex and he moved so he would release her hands. The dominant sat and settled his back against the headboard before pulling her into his arms. His strong arms wrapped around her waist as he simply held her and let her relax. Not saying a word as he soothing brushed his long fingers through her blonde locks. Letting her catch her breath. This was what it was all about. The give and take. Of course the male was hard but he would deal with that once she had relaxed off the earth-shattering orgasm he had given her.

Bryn She couldn’t and wouldn’t move a single muscle. Even as he withdrew her body was still being wrecked with the long lasting aftershocks. Bryn was convinced that if she did move she would, like before thought, pass out. Being pulled into his arms she could do little but rest heavily against him, trying to catch her breath, grinding her teeth some when she started feeling how tired her muscles were, how muscles she hadn’t even know of ached. Bryn wonders just how many of these she would endure before her stamina got better, before she was not left utterly exhausted and immobile afterwards. She guessed a lot, the realization an ambiguous one at the moment.

Ewan His hand continued soothe and gently massaged her muscles. He kept her pressed against his chest as he let out a soft amused rumble before his fingers massaged into her body. "Rest." He soothed gently before leaning in to kiss her cheek. He knew he had worn her down. They would have plenty of time to continue later. He tugged the sheets atop of them and curled closer as he wrapped his arms around her more. Possessively keeping her to his chest.

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