redstringsandsilk

[redstringsandsilk]

Orion felt a small smile curving his lips as he approached her. He gently cradled the hand clasping her cross in his before she could pull away. His gaze was so tender as he regarded her. 

“I have no doubt that I can fix this. It is very dainty and beautiful, but I promise to treat it with care and tenderness.” He murmured, giving her hand a gentle squeeze before he took the necklace and pulled back. He ached to hold her and kiss her. “Is there a timeframe you would like this done? Perhaps the day your husband leaves for his small trip to the neighbouring colony?” 

redstringsandsilk​:

Orion was working, of course, as he always did. He didn’t notice her until he set down his hammer and raised his gaze. When he saw her, his expression immediately brightened.

He had been dreaming of her, she had constantly been on his mind. But in case anyone was nearby or would come in, he put on a professional act.

“Hello, ma'am. What can I do for you?” He straightened as he walked over to her.

The moment Amelia’s eyes land on Orion she feels a sense of calm, a peace that she hadn’t experienced in so long. She tries to contain her smile, knowing that they had to be careful. Prying eyes and perked ears were always around just waiting for the latest scandal that could be hared amongst everyone.

“Hell, monsieur Orion,” she greets before going into her basket. “I was putting on my cross this morning and the clasp broke,” she explains, taking out the dainty necklace to show him. “I was wondering if you could fix it.” Perhaps she had done it on purpose just so she would have a real excuse for why she would be at the blacksmith’s that afternoon, but she needed a reason.

#deocrumtorquent #i love these two so much

[redstringsandsilk]

Orion was working, of course, as he always did. He didn't notice her until he set down his hammer and raised his gaze. When he saw her, his expression immediately brightened.

He had been dreaming of her, she had constantly been on his mind. But in case anyone was nearby or would come in, he put on a professional act.

"Hello, ma'am. What can I do for you?" He straightened as he walked over to her.

redstringsandsilk​:

He nearly melted at the soft kiss she planted on his lips. He wanted to gather her close, to take her away. He didn’t care what he’d be labeled as, he just wanted her forever. He had fallen so desperately in love with her.

But he also respected her. So after they parted, he gave her a gentle hug and a kiss on the forehead.

“I must be going. Please, do not hesitate to come to my shop. Or to request I come here.” He murmured softly to her, before finally pulling away.

It was after Amelia returned inside that Joseph appeared. He praised Orion for his work, paid him, and sent the man on his way. Completely unaware of what happened between the blacksmith and his own wife.

She wondered what it would be like if she could run off with him, start a new and better life. Somewhere that nobody would know who they were and where they could just be together. 

It hurt to part ways with him, but she knew that they couldn’t risk bein caught. They both would suffer from that. She heads back inside and has to act as if nothing had happened when Joseph returns and they go about their day as normal.

The next day, Amelia is walking through town, doing her best not to seem suspicious as she ran her usual errands. She made her way to Orion’s shop after stopping at a few others, hoping nobody spotted her. She slips inside and looks around.

#deocrumtorquent

[redstringsandsilk]

He nearly melted at the soft kiss she planted on his lips. He wanted to gather her close, to take her away. He didn't care what he'd be labeled as, he just wanted her forever. He had fallen so desperately in love with her.

But he also respected her. So after they parted, he gave her a gentle hug and a kiss on the forehead.

"I must be going. Please, do not hesitate to come to my shop. Or to request I come here." He murmured softly to her, before finally pulling away.

It was after Amelia returned inside that Joseph appeared. He praised Orion for his work, paid him, and sent the man on his way. Completely unaware of what happened between the blacksmith and his own wife.

redstringsandsilk​:

“You are an angel, a beautiful being who should be cherished and worshipped.” Orion took her hand and gently kissed her fingers. She had such small, soft hands, it made him furious to think of them touching that pastor. But he hid his anger well. He leaned close so that they were nose to nose.

“I am a blacksmith. You can order things, things may be broken around this old home of yours. I can build things as well as forge.” He murmured, smiling. He had been known to have built a few houses in the village. He was a popular man with the townsfolk.

Amelia felt on the verge of tears by his sweet description of her, words that she had never heard uttered by her husband, and she realizes that this was what it was supposed to be like. To have somebody so enamored with her and willing to show her the love that she desperately craved. this man that she had none for so little time cared for her, more than Joseph ever had. 

Staring into his eyes, she smiles ever so softly, just taking in his presence for as long as she can in that moment because she knew it would be coming to an end for the time being. She nods in understanding at what he was telling her and she was already thinking of reasons why she could stop by his shop. “I will miss you until then,” she murmurs, pressing a kiss to his lips and lingering there. “I must get back inside before he returns.”

#deocrumtorquent

[redstringsandsilk]

"You are an angel, a beautiful being who should be cherished and worshipped." Orion took her hand and gently kissed her fingers. She had such small, soft hands, it made him furious to think of them touching that pastor. But he hid his anger well. He leaned close so that they were nose to nose.

"I am a blacksmith. You can order things, things may be broken around this old home of yours. I can build things as well as forge." He murmured, smiling. He had been known to have built a few houses in the village. He was a popular man with the townsfolk.

redstringsandsilk​:

“I am your slave. Utterly devoted to you.” He vowed as he leaned in and kissed her again. Her husband would be back soon, he realized.

He helped her fix her dress, taking great care with her appearance. He felt no guilt, no shame of a heavy sin. Because this did not feel wrong to him, no, this felt absolutely right.

He fixed his own appearance hastily, blushing furiously.

“I am also a classless brute, taking a lady in a stables.”

Those words were said with more conviction than that vows spoken by her husband on her wedding day, and she doesn’t quite understand why it was that he felt this way about her. But she didn’t dare brush it aside, not when she had longed for someone to show her love. “I have wanted for another to think so highly of me my whole life.”

She stands up with his help, brushing away the hay that had stuck to her dress and in her hair. She hoped her flushed face would turn back to normal soon enough or she was sure her husband would be questioning what had happened to her. 

“And what would that make me for allowing such a thing to occur?” She whispers, smiling up at him. “When can I see you again?”

#deocrumtorquent

[redstringsandsilk]

"I am your slave. Utterly devoted to you." He vowed as he leaned in and kissed her again. Her husband would be back soon, he realized.

He helped her fix her dress, taking great care with her appearance. He felt no guilt, no shame of a heavy sin. Because this did not feel wrong to him, no, this felt absolutely right.

He fixed his own appearance hastily, blushing furiously.

"I am also a classless brute, taking a lady in a stables."

redstringsandsilk​:

It didn’t take much coaxing before he came, groaning out her name as he did. He was trembling, holding himself upright. He didn’t want to squash her beneath his weight, he didn’t want to hurt her.

As he laid there with her on the hay, he idly wondered if her husband hurt her. As he pulled her close and kissed her, he pondered on of he ever tended to her. Probably not, the man seemed like a pompous asshole.

Her head falls back against the hay, soft whimpers leaving the normally quiet and passive minister’s wife. This was the first time she had felt so alive in years and she couldn’t believe she had missed out on how wonderful things could feel. The guilt that she should have been feeling wasn’t hitting her even as she came down from her high.

She kisses him back, her hand moving to cup the side of his face. “Are you an angel sent down to me?” She pants out as her eyes flutter open to look at him again. 

#deocrumtorquent

[redstringsandsilk]

It didn't take much coaxing before he came, groaning out her name as he did. He was trembling, holding himself upright. He didn't want to squash her beneath his weight, he didn't want to hurt her.

As he laid there with her on the hay, he idly wondered if her husband hurt her. As he pulled her close and kissed her, he pondered on of he ever tended to her. Probably not, the man seemed like a pompous asshole.

redstringsandsilk​:

He was now hers forever. He wouldn’t be able to look at anyone else after Amelia, he wouldn’t be able to think about anyone else but her.

He had come across dangerous seas. Perhaps it was destiny to find her, to be with her and love her. And he’d love her, he was certain of it.

“I am close, my love.” He whispered to her, stroking her cheek as he gazed deep into her eyes. Could she feel how he was trembling? How his voice, his breathing was shaky as he was so close to the brink?

She had done this to him. Made him feel so amazing, so right. And he loved her even more for it.

She wasn’t sure how she would ever be able to be without him now, this man that had made her feel more passion and love in just this moment than her husband ever had through out the three years they had been married. It was as if Orion just knew her, he understood her. That was something she had wanted for so long.

Her eyes flutter open and she’s met with his powerful gaze that took her breath away. She felt the way he shook above her and it was wonderful. “Please, I want to feel it.. I want you to show me how much you desire me,” she whimpers, needing to feel him finish.

#nsfw #deocrumtorquent

[redstringsandsilk]

"Oh, mon roi.." She got that smile she always got around her husband, the one that showed she was practically melting at his words, still head over heels in love with him. She leaned in for a kiss, but paused when he mentioned Resi.

Immediately, she looked tired.

"Henry, love.. Can we please not talk about her?"

In all honesty, she just didn't care. Angerona didn't give a single fuck about Resi anymore. The woman hardly even crossed her mind.

{{@millionendorf}} For Angie: "I am glad that you can finally take a break. I started to think I was single again."

Angie smiled over at her husband, then slowly laid her head on his shoulder as they settled on the couch.

"I mean, you know that I don't disapprove of multiple partners, love."

#millionendorf

[redstringsandsilk]

He was now hers forever. He wouldn't be able to look at anyone else after Amelia, he wouldn't be able to think about anyone else but her.

He had come across dangerous seas. Perhaps it was destiny to find her, to be with her and love her. And he'd love her, he was certain of it.

"I am close, my love." He whispered to her, stroking her cheek as he gazed deep into her eyes. Could she feel how he was trembling? How his voice, his breathing was shaky as he was so close to the brink?

She had done this to him. Made him feel so amazing, so right. And he loved her even more for it.

redstringsandsilk​:

He wanted to give her everything. He imagined her in fine dresses, decked out in jewels. He fantasized about taking her, with pearls braided into her hair and gold around her neck.

He’d craft such things for her himself. She’d no longer be the wife of a pastor, forced to wear no finery save for the pathetic ring on her left hand.

He kept the pace, leaning in and kissing her so that their noises could be kept to a minimum. They were performing an ultimate sin, but he couldn’t find it in him to care. He just kept thrusting, trying to make her feel like the goddess she was.

She was sure that he would be on her mind even more after this, he’d consume every waking thought she had and her dreams would be filled with nothing, but Orion. She wondered if this was where she was always supposed to end up. Suffering through a few years of a terrible, loveless marriage just so she could be brought to him.

She’s thankful for his lips pressing to hers, muffling all the moans that continued to leave her whenever he drove himself back into her. How was he so good at this? He wasn’t wed and no gossip had gone around about any lovers he may have had. She wondered if he just knew more about these things from experience he had gained before coming across the sea to join the community. 

A whimper is swallowed by his mouth as she felt herself getting close already again. “O.. Orion,” she pants out, grabbing at his shoulders a little tighter.

#deocrumtorquent #nsfw

[redstringsandsilk]

He wanted to give her everything. He imagined her in fine dresses, decked out in jewels. He fantasized about taking her, with pearls braided into her hair and gold around her neck.

He'd craft such things for her himself. She'd no longer be the wife of a pastor, forced to wear no finery save for the pathetic ring on her left hand.

He kept the pace, leaning in and kissing her so that their noises could be kept to a minimum. They were performing an ultimate sin, but he couldn't find it in him to care. He just kept thrusting, trying to make her feel like the goddess she was.

redstringsandsilk​:

His lips trail down to her breasts as he gently takes her. He cherishes her, worships her. For is there any better woman? No, there couldn’t be, not for him. He had never felt like this before with anyone.

His breathing was heavy as he thrusted into her. Not too fast, not too hard. He didn’t want to bruise her, to hurt her. His tongue teased one of her nipples slowly, while his large, calloused hand massaged and squeezed the other one. He was lost in her. If she asked him to be her slave, he wouldn’t hesitate.

She didn’t know it could be like this. She had never felt such a strong connection when her husband would take her. There was no tenderness or love felt between them during those times, or really at all. But with Orion, she was feeling as if she were under some wonderful spell that let her experience all that she had been missing out on.

The feeling of his mouth on her breast and his hand grabbing at her caused her to moan softly. He thrusted into her in a way she wasn’t used to. There was a fluidity in the way his hips rolled and an attentiveness in how he kept his pace. “You.. you feel amazing” she whimpers, afraid to speak any louder in fear that someone may walk past and hear.

#deocrumtorquent #nsfw

[redstringsandsilk]

".." Angerona stared at her husband for what felt like hours. Her brows drawn together, she carefully set down her luggage.

".. I think I'm going to see if I can get a job that will let me stay home." She said at long last, sounding concerned. Was he actually going insane?

"We don't talk about Resi. No, no, no!" Sings Henry as he dances around in full drag dressed like Pepa from Encanto shaking his hips.

#millionendorf

[redstringsandsilk]

His lips trail down to her breasts as he gently takes her. He cherishes her, worships her. For is there any better woman? No, there couldn't be, not for him. He had never felt like this before with anyone.

His breathing was heavy as he thrusted into her. Not too fast, not too hard. He didn't want to bruise her, to hurt her. His tongue teased one of her nipples slowly, while his large, calloused hand massaged and squeezed the other one. He was lost in her. If she asked him to be her slave, he wouldn't hesitate.

redstringsandsilk​:

His breath shuddered at those words. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her with as much passion he could muster.

The blacksmith scooped her up and laid her down on the clean hay. He knew she was more than aroused enough for this. He stroked her thighs before he unlaced his trousers.

He could no doubt see how hard he was. How he ached for her. He had never ached so badly for anyone before in his life, it was foreign to him. He leaned in,. planting soft kisses along her neck, as he slowly slid inside of her.

She was too lost in him now to worry about the repercussions of their actions if anyone were to find out. He made her feel things that she had never felt before, awakening a part of her that she thought had long since died.

Laying back against the hay, the top of her dress open and the skirt bunched up her thighs, her pale skin was flushed and she was trying to steady her breathing She watches him with lust-filled eyes, unable to stop her gaze from glancing down to look at what he had between his legs. She gasps softly at the size of him, far bigger than her husband.

His lips are on her skin and she relaxes at how gentle he was with her. A shudder passes through her body when he pushes into her heat. She grabs at his shoulders and holds onto him tightly. 

#deocrumtorquent #nsfw

[redstringsandsilk]

{{@millionendorf}} For Angie: "I am glad that you can finally take a break. I started to think I was single again."

Angie smiled over at her husband, then slowly laid her head on his shoulder as they settled on the couch.

"I mean, you know that I don't disapprove of multiple partners, love."

#millionendorf

[redstringsandsilk]

His breath shuddered at those words. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her with as much passion he could muster.

The blacksmith scooped her up and laid her down on the clean hay. He knew she was more than aroused enough for this. He stroked her thighs before he unlaced his trousers.

He could no doubt see how hard he was. How he ached for her. He had never ached so badly for anyone before in his life, it was foreign to him. He leaned in,. planting soft kisses along her neck, as he slowly slid inside of her.

redstringsandsilk​:

Orion gently guided her through it, gently planting soft kisses along his neck. He could feel her pulse thundering beneath her skin, skin that was so hot now.

He ached to take her. To just spread her legs and sink right in.. But he stopped himself. She deserved better than the fierce rutting of a wild man. She deserved so be properly worshipped, to be given those proper sensual feelings.

“you’re beautiful.”

Amelia keeps her forehead pressed again his shoulder as she tried to catch her breath. Her face and chest were flushed and her blonde hair that was always prim and proper was a mess from the way she had been squirming. His words let her know that this wasn’t a trick to test her faith or that he was doing this as some kind of cruel joke. He truly wanted her.

Her hand slides down his chest an she boldly moves further until she can cup him through his trousers. “I want to feel you inside of me,” she confesses in a breathless whisper.

#insatiablelilith #nsfw

[redstringsandsilk]

Orion gently guided her through it, gently planting soft kisses along his neck. He could feel her pulse thundering beneath her skin, skin that was so hot now.

He ached to take her. To just spread her legs and sink right in.. But he stopped himself. She deserved better than the fierce rutting of a wild man. She deserved so be properly worshipped, to be given those proper sensual feelings.

"you're beautiful."

redstringsandsilk​:

Orion adored the expressions she was making, loved the sounds. He leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to her temple, then her cheek before slowly along her neck.

“Just let go.. I’ve got you.” He assured her softly, keeping his other arm wrapped around her waist. He wasn’t about to let go anytime soon.

Amelia’s toes curled in her shoes and another soft whimper left her. She didn’t know what was happening, but she trusted him. If it was something bad, he’d stop, wouldn’t he?

She cries out as it felt like something suddenly erupted inside of her body, sparks being set off and an intense pleasure she had ever experienced before rushed through her. She had never orgasmed before and she couldn’t believe she had missed out on something so wonderful.

#deocrumtorquent #nsfw

[redstringsandsilk]

Orion adored the expressions she was making, loved the sounds. He leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to her temple, then her cheek before slowly along her neck.

"Just let go.. I've got you." He assured her softly, keeping his other arm wrapped around her waist. He wasn't about to let go anytime soon.

redstringsandsilk​:

“Are you absolutely sure? I don’t want to hurt you.” He admitted, stroking her cheek softly. Oh, how he ached to take her. To whisk her away and make her his. But he knew that would be wrong. She was a married woman, and to a powerful figure in the community no less!

But when he looked down at her face, he couldn’t help himself. He leaned down and began to kiss along her neck, while he slid a hand between her legs. He began to stroke her, aiming to have her prepared.

His gentle touch was what really convinced her to fully commit to what she was doing. How could someone who was almost a complete stranger, treat her with so much more kindness and respect than her own husband? She leans into his touch and nods just a tad. “I am most sure, sweet Orion,” she whispers, afraid to speak too loud in fear of ruining the intimate moment. 

Eyes drift shut and she softly moans at the kisses pressed to her heated skin. When she suddenly feels fingers brushing against her sex, she let’s out a surprised gasp. “Wh-.. what are you doing?” She asks, confusion clear in her soft tone. Her hips jerk and she could already feel herself becoming wet. Her husband had never touched her like this. She didn’t know a man would ever do such a thing.

#deocrumtorquent #nsfw

[redstringsandsilk]

"Just relax.. Relax and let go." He murmured softly as he continued to finger her, his thumb brushing over her clit then. He kept her close to him, a gentle kiss pressed to her temple.

He was generous with her, never giving up or deciding to try an easier way. He wanted her trembling and cumming on his fingers.

redstringsandsilk​:

“Are you absolutely sure? I don’t want to hurt you.” He admitted, stroking her cheek softly. Oh, how he ached to take her. To whisk her away and make her his. But he knew that would be wrong. She was a married woman, and to a powerful figure in the community no less!

But when he looked down at her face, he couldn’t help himself. He leaned down and began to kiss along her neck, while he slid a hand between her legs. He began to stroke her, aiming to have her prepared.

His gentle touch was what really convinced her to fully commit to what she was doing. How could someone who was almost a complete stranger, treat her with so much more kindness and respect than her own husband? She leans into his touch and nods just a tad. “I am most sure, sweet Orion,” she whispers, afraid to speak too loud in fear of ruining the intimate moment. 

Eyes drift shut and she softly moans at the kisses pressed to her heated skin. When she suddenly feels fingers brushing against her sex, she let’s out a surprised gasp. “Wh-.. what are you doing?” She asks, confusion clear in her soft tone. Her hips jerk and she could already feel herself becoming wet. Her husband had never touched her like this. She didn’t know a man would ever do such a thing.

#deocrumtorquent #nsfw

[redstringsandsilk]

"Movies? Cuddles with the most amazing woman in the world? Hmm.." Orion seemed to pondering as Ororo washed his back. He turned and gently gripped her wrist, pulling her close. He enjoyed just being close to her, feeling the contact. He kissed her lips. "That sounds like a dream come true."

"Ah.." Angie straddled James and rode him. He had stirred such hunger and passion inside of her that she couldn't stop. His lips on her skin sent her wild and her hips began moving faster. "Please.. Please, I want every last drop. Make me yours."

To Mate A Werewolf

Orion was quiet as he laid in bed with Ororo, cradling the woman close in his arms as he watched her sleep. It was funny to think that a series of unfortunate events brought them together in such a way, him now mated to this she wolf. Smiling, he planted a kiss on her forehead, as the sun rose over the horizon.

Meanwhile, Angerona was already out of bed, getting dressed, wriggling into her pencil skirt with ease, then making her way over to her vanity to brush up on her beautiful face, trying to keep really quiet, as to not wake the man in her bed.

@walkerofclouds

#walkerofclouds #no worries #nsfw