<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/Gaidin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Galvren Valynar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11585469#msg11585469)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Gaidin.<br/><strong>Bondmate:</strong>Suana Bemesta.<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Suana Bemesta.<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening, Saven 7th, 990NE.<br/><strong>Place:</strong>The Grounds, Secluded Corner Of The Garden.<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><br/>Whilst he was not the type of man to suffer from insecurities centred around the shape and look of his body - he exercised regularly, ate relatively healthily and had bot a body and a face that he<em>knew</em>that many of the Novices and Accepted swooned over, so why would he ever be insecure or neurotic about his looks? - he imagined that even he would feel somewhat nervous when subjected to the kind of look that he was being treated to right at that moment; Suana was taking his undressing time to allow her eyes to roam his body, her gaze roaming over the flesh that her hands had only just finished exploring in great detail...he might have wondered whether she liked what she saw, or whether he matched up with her expectations, or whether the<em>Sitter of the Green Ajah</em>enjoyed his form sufficiently for her to be satisfied...she was, after all, arguably the most important woman in the entire Green Ajah and therefore, by extension, one of the most powerful and influential women in Tar Valon...and by necessity, the world at large. But....he didn't feel anything of the sort. Just a simple glance at that tree in the back of his mind and a simple reading of that expression in her eyes told him all he needed to know; she liked what she saw a great deal.<br/><br/>He looked into her mesmerising gaze as she drank in his body, that tree in the back of his head pulsing with need and desire, pleasure and excitement, the feelings mixing with his own nervous-but-excited butterflies to create a confusing and intoxicating blend of almost transfixed anticipation. He didn't even notice her movements until three quarters of the way through, only realising that she had just removed that last barrier between them when he saw it flicking off of her hand out of the corner of his eye....and when she very pointedly sat back on her legs, but apparently made certain not to press onto his lap. He could feel the warmth of her body radiating down onto his now-bare body, could feel the ever so slight brush of her skin against his...but she had apparently decided to stop, to hover, to torture him for his impertinence. He wanted to strain upwards a little, brush his flesh against hers...but that would likely make things worse. In an example of<em>actual</em>irony, trying to get that contact would likely result in less. So he controlled himself...for the time being, at any rate. He couldn't make any promises regarding what he might do in the heat of the moment at a later date, of course.<br/><br/>But of course, as soon as her lips touched his flesh, he could almost<em>feel</em>his brain becoming a little more like mush beneath her carefully calculated, heated, passionate attentions. His body shivered a little as her lips sealed around his chest, kissed slowly, then moved on up his body, over his pectorals and shoulder, kissing higher with every passing moment...every second seemed to stretch as her lips set his nerves on fire with unrelenting, merciless passion, and he couldn't top a small moan from escaping his throat as her mouth breathed steamy, lust-filled pleasure into his very pores. He tilted his head a little to give her more access, more on autopilot than anything else, and of course...that also gave her better access to his ear. She kissed up towards that, then her quiet, sultry voice filled his head as her warm breath tickled his ear. He began to nod...and then her teeth closed around his earlobe, chasing all conscious thought away for a few moments as he devolved further. What was it about her that made him so....<em>malleable?</em>Towards Aes Sedai, he was naturally submissive, it was true...but still. He'd almost never melted into a puddle this quickly. Was it something to do with the bond? Possible. All he knew was that he didn't much care at that moment in time. He had an order to follow.<br/><br/>"O-of course....Suana....anything....you desire..." he moaned - practically whimpered - as he almost instantly agreed to her "request," for lack of a better term, turning his head a little to look at her as one of his hands moved away from her waist. He could show further defiance later, but at that moment, he<em>wanted</em>to touch her,<em>wanted</em>to feel her clinging onto him, to feel her moving in ecstasy and pleasure...and he wasn't going to get that by playing the defiant, was he? His hand trailed around her waist, his fingers dragging slowly and lightly along the flesh of her hips, nails teasing a path from her back to her front, slowly dipping down further as they went...they slipped onto her upper thigh, his fingers digging in a little harder as they neared their destination....his breathing hitched a little as his hand slid fully between her lips after only a moments hesitation, earned from looking into those intense, pleasured eyes....the intensity had made him pause for a moment, but no more. His hand dragged between her legs, dipping down lower slowly so that his hand soon cupped her entire sex, his fingers curling beneath her body.<br/><br/>His thumb rested above the rest of the hand, hovering just above that little bundle of nerves that made every woman writhe. After another moment as he looked at her, his own vision more than a little clouded by lust and desire, he began to press his index and middle fingers against her folds, shifting his hand so that they were the only fingers touching her. They began to slide up and down her sex, dragging along her flesh as he pressed his fingers inside her just a little, parting her lips as he slipped the very tips of his fingers inside of her. At the same time, his thumb began a teasing, slow, circling drag around her little bundle of nerves, the pad of his thumb tracing over that small button, flicking it every so often with a brief curl before he went back to teasing its surface but not really pushing down on it with any great force...yet, at least. Instead, he just slowly increased the pressure, dragging his fingers and their nails into her soft, sensitive flesh. "I'd love to make you...cum...Suana," he said, "...I apologise, Suana...for using your title...it was impertinent of me..." He increased the pressure in his fingers and thumb a little, just to try to elicit a stronger reaction to his touches .<br/><br/>"How....how  may I....apologise properly...Suana"?" Oh, how he wanted to plunge his fingers - and other things - inside of her right that moment, she was so beautiful in the moonlight, her lips hot and her body warm and waiting....It should go without saying of course that he<em>wanted</em>to dive right in, to plunge his fingers inside her and masturbate her to climax right there and then, but he knew a thing or two from his time growing up in the tower....the more you tease, the more you build up to it, the more foreplay you carry out before driving them to climax - in other words, if you build up slow rather than plunging in from the outset - not only is it<em>easier</em>to make them cum since you don't have to improvise a different way of doing things on the fly, but also more pleasurable for the partner involved. Their climax will be that much more satisfying...and he kept his eyes on Suana, just looking for that small hint of pleasure and enjoyment from her face...she'd heard him moan...now it was his turn.