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xbeseecheuphoria · 5 years ago

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since you're constantly giving me ideas on what to draw, could i ask you to write something IonNea related?~ can be as short or as long as you want, maybe Nea dominating Ion?~

I’m sorry this took 87 years pls forgive me TvT

Think it turned into Nea dominating than Ion taking over lol. Still I hope you like it & it’s ic.

Bliss, I Implore You

Sometimes, he felt like he should be a more dominant,powerful lover for her, but he couldn’t be such things. It wasn’t in hisnature. He liked to hold her, to caress her, and to show her why slow andgentle lovemaking could, and would still have her seeing the stars over andover again. For Ion, showing Nea that was easy, when she wanted his slow andsensual lovemaking. At other times, when Nea wanted a rough, powerful night,she led—and she had no problem with that whatsoever. Ion could even tell whenshe was ready to do so. Sometimes she told him upright, but other times, shecast small hints for him to follow, and helped him ease into what she wanted.

There’s a certain hum she does. No one else would be able totell the difference except for him. Not even Elaine, who could be consideredher friend. Speaking of her, he should probably tell Nea why it’s a terribleidea to be friends with the wife of his mortal enemy, but that’s a conversationfor another time. Nea’s soft hum turns from a usual cheery hum to somethinglike a beautiful siren’s tune that beckons him and clouds his mind and hedoesn’t ever want it to stop. Her hum would progressively get louder (becauseoften she hummed low, where not everyone could hear) until Ion could tell thechange in her soft voice.

When he could, he didn’t make an immediate motion to showher that he knew. He allowed her to make the first move, knowing her love fordominating him. Nea loved to do as he did—start off sensual and slow, thentransition to her demands. She never hurt him, nor did anything that made himuncomfortable. She always asked him what he wanted, what he didn’t want, andrespected that and he did exactly the same. In the times Nea asked him to lead,she let him know her dislikes and let him do as he pleased so long is theinitial request—the desire to see his dominance—stay relevant.

Hands begin to massage his shoulders and he sighs contentlyfrom where he is, sitting on the couch in their suite. The hum that’s engravedin his mind sounds again and his eyes meet Nea’s eye, her left always covered mysteriously.Sometimes, he felt Nea’s eye glowed, adding to the mystery that oftensurrounded her. Her gaze is so intense. It’s powerful. It’s invigorating. It’sintoxicating. This was the woman who was his lover. She chose him. Him.

Nea makes a motion for him to stand and he does immediately.Motioning him over, she grasps the sides of his waist and smirks as she pullshim in for a heated, powerful kiss. She wastes no time in sliding her tongueinside of Ion’s mouth, making him groan softly. His hands move to feel her bodyand they do not stop roaming. Nea has such soft skin, and he was thankful she’dchosen to wear her formal attire rather than her normal outfit this timearound. It was easier to feel and appreciate her.

She breaks the kiss for favor of kissing his neck, whichturns to soft bites and the use of her tongue. Already he’s saying her name.Already he wants her to go further. Nea is happy to oblige. She guides hishands to her breasts while she makes work of his shirt. Ion kneads her breasts,and in return, soft gasps of his name. He helps her finish taking of his topand freezes in his touch to watch her marvel at what she thinks is beautiful.He was incredibly self-conscious, and every time Nea looked at him in a waythat was desirable, a way that made him feel beautiful, sexy even, he froze. He froze because sometimes, it wasdisbelieving, but he always, always knew that her gaze was true.

Nea understands. She wants him to always know her view isgenuine. Her hands caress his chest and Ion loves the attention. He whispersher name, followed by a plea. He wants her to lead. He knows she wanted toanyway, but she needed to know how much he wanted her and now. Delighted, Nealeads him to their shared bedroom. Without hesitation, she pushes Ion down onthe bed and craws on top of him. Pinning his arms down, she softly grindsagainst him. Her face of desire only grows stronger.

Ion wants so desperately to touch her and to undo herelegant dress, but she isn’t going to unpin his arms so easily. She wanted tohave her fun, and he wanted her to do as she wished. There would be time forhim to have his reward of caressing her soft skin, and what a reward it wouldbe. She leaned down to take his lips again, her kiss powerful and demanding. Hehears her muffled moan and can tell she wants more but is unwilling to makehaste. Nea likes to enjoy every single part of Ion. There is no part of himthat does not go untouched when Nea has her way.

Then, Ion feels his arms unpinned. Nea’s delicate handssurvey his chest and she follows by leaning down and beginning to kiss hischest. He gasps every time she does so, loving the dominance and hint ofsensual touch she wants to give him. Ion takes his freed hands and roams Nea’sbody again, stopping to begin to unzip her dress. She helps him by easilytaking it off when it’s unzipped, showing off her beautiful black lingerie.Ion’s eyes admire her physique.

Nea leans down again and smirks as she takes one of Ion’snipples in her mouth that catches him off guard, making him moan loudly. Themost Nea would do was tease and pull them. Sucking was rare. He tugs on herhair, desiring more and more. He began to grind against her to show that, andhe hears a muffled chuckle come from her. She leaned back up and motioned him tosit up. Immediately, Ion does so and his hands go for her waist.

Ion’s haste invigorates Nea. He wants her so desperately,and that is something that should be rewarded. After all, she thinks of herselfhighly and deserving of what she wants. She allows Ion to touch as he sees fit,and he does. He buries his face in her chest, practically worshipping her. Hecannot stop himself now and chooses to rub her panties, making her moanappreciatively. Nea moves to unhook her bra and Ion takes it off instantly, kissingher breasts and letting out a satisfied groan.

Nea squeals as Ion begins to take off her panties, with her helpingby getting them off completely. In a bold move, Ion switches their position andhe lowers himself towards Nea’s thighs. He worships them, kissing all over themand relishing in her gasps and moans. He would tease her a bit before doingwhat he knows she wants from him. Sticking his tongue out, he leans forward tolick her tentively, and immediately he feels her hand grasp his hair, tuggingit hard. He loves that, and he doesn’t make it a secret, not with his moan whenshe does it.

Her moans become more audible, as do the cries of Ion’s nameas he teases her clit, but it won’t be enough for her. He can’t just eat herout, she needs Ion in full so she pulls her waist away, as if to tell him that.He looks up at her, cheeks flushed, but confused expression. She sits up and begins to undo his pants, and thenhe understands. He is more than willing to help her get off both pants andboxers, exposing himself in full, especially his painfully hard erection. Hewanted desperately to take her.

Nea strokes him then, kissing him roughly and Ion is at hermercy, moaning into the heated kiss. His hands grip her ass firmly, which makesher break the kiss, whisper his name, begging for him to take her. He obligesand pushes her down back on the bed, and begins to position himself to enterher, rubbing against her wet orifice. He bites his lip. Nea is already preparedto be taken by him. She lets out an inaudible gasp as he enters her, eyeswidening. Her hands cup her own breasts, squeezing them and teasing her ownnipples. Ion oh so loved when Nea played with herself.

He moves slowly inside of her, careful not to hurt her,until he is sure she can take more intensity. When she’s ready, his thrustsbecome frequent and powerful and the sound of skin slapping against skin intensifies.He grits his teeth, loving the feel of Nea right now. What didn’t help is thatshe pushed up against him, desperate and willing for more. Ion’s thrusts becomeharder and much faster and Nea screams with delight, begging him for more andmore.

Ion finds himself speaking her name over and over like amantra, desperate to get the both of them off. He feels himself getting closerto the brink until he can’t handle it, and nether can Nea. She leans up,wrapping her arms around Ion as he thrust, holding her up. He kisses her, roughand desperate and they are driven to climax, moaning one another’s names.Shaking and quivering before one another. They calm themselves down before Ionpulls out slowly and they collapse on the bed together.

These moments of intimacy they share, whether it be Ion whoinitiates them or Nea who initiates them, is something that they love no mattereven if it were repetitive. Ion smiled, holding Nea close to him. She instantlycurled up against him, leaving small kisses on his chest which made him smile.Her appreciation for every part of him made his heart swell. Even when hedoubted himself, his moments of self-deprivation, his moments of sadness, Neawas there to help and love him and of course, he returned that love.

With her, he was safe, and he sure as hell would make sureshe was safe every moment she was with him.

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