I desperately need more dom gale
Plssssss
ok since you asked so niceys 💕
this is a chapter of child of dawn that I ended up deleting, now just smut!!!
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Nose to the Grindstone
18+ yearning, urgent sex, dom/sub, restraint, oral (f!), face riding, fingering (f!), Gale being a freak (same), fucking in the dirttt
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Staying back at camp was a blessing if it was with her. Send everyone away, as far as he was concerned.
Aurum had been talked into resting for a few days, all of their companions voicing their concerns on how far she was pushing herself.
They had occupied themselves with small domestic tasks and the occasional nap between, laying in her tent together. It was heavenly. Body tingling with joy when she would settle into him, both tangled in warm limbs and veiled midday sun.
And, naturally, food. He would prepare small meals for them, learning more of her tastes through how voraciously she would eat.
Sitting on a log, she hummed happily around her mouthful. Legs bouncing in a little excited dance. His hands clenching into the bark to keep from closing the distance to kiss her.
"Gods, that was good." She sighed, setting aside her clean plate. Fingers smeared with sauce, heading towards her mouth.
Before his mind could speak to his body, he moved forward. Taking her hand by wrist, opening his lips. Tongue pulling her fingers.
He licked them clean slowly, lost in his task. Swirling each digit with care, lips pulling up off of them with a pop.
Only then did he catch up to his own actions, eyes darting up to hers. Cheeks heating in bone deep embarrassment. Considering picking a direction and just starting to walk. Never to be seen again.
Her eyes met his not in shock or disgust but half lidded, pupils blown. Her glowing chest heaving. A heat of entirely different means rising to her cheeks.
Her lightly parted lips did not scold him, and yet he needed to apologize. Pulling away quickly.
"Oh Gods I'm so sorry. I don't kn-"
Her retreating hand shot out, catching his wrist. Pulling him hard to her. Lips sliding into his with a smothered whimper of need.
His eyes rose into his head, lust taking command of his mind. Swimming with heat and haze. Her body pulling over his, pushing him back into a seat on the log. Thick thighs straddling around him.
He kissed her as ravenous as he felt, arms sliding up her thighs. Gripping two handfuls of her ass, forearms pushing into her lambs ear skin.
She mewled, arching her back. Rising onto knees, fully flush with him. Her twisting and pushing against him forcing a low moan out of his throat. Muffled against her need slick mouth, pulsing heaven into him.
A bow he hadn't even realized had been pulled so taut cracked the air inside him. Pulling her silken hair up in an angry handful, grabbing the hold of her hip and flipping her face down onto stomach. Their bodies sliding to the ground.
Her ass arched up into his hips, robe naturally pooling up around her waist. Hands bracing her with curled fingers next to her head. The heat coming off of her center making him delirious.
Pushing a hand down her back, he stared down in lustful wonder. The spread of her ass curving into waist was hypnotic, his wide hand pushing along her olive skin an unbelievable sight.
"Fuck," He breathed, leaning back to take her ass in his greedy hands again, the pull magnetic. Massaging the globes of flesh as his face met her center. Nose rubbing circles into her underclothes, breathing a deep pull of her sweet musk. The scent rising to the back of his skull, pushing a throb from his already straining cock.
Her hips pushed back in impatient thrusts, but he only braced their pushing with his forearms. No, he wasn't going to be rushed. He had waited far too long for her to not savor this.
His nose pushed teasing figure eights into the fabric. Pulling her hips higher to give him more access, his knee pushing her legs wider in two strikes.
She slid her legs out with a small shake of need, ass curling up obediently. Breathing out a little imploring whine.
"Patience, I won't leave you cold." He smiled, kissing down her back as he pulled back to the core of her. Where his learned mouth was meant to be seated. Pulling her underclothes to her knees in the same motion.
"By the Weave," He breathed, taking in the full sight of her. Mind addled with bristling lust again.
With one hand pushing her ass, the other circling around her thigh, palm sliding down to brace her lower belly, he dove on her cunt.
Her little tremors shook against his flat hand. Voice calling out in soft cries, sweet birdcall. He sild his hand further toward his mouth, already seeking to feel those little shakes again.
Tongue curling in slow laps against her clit, his hips rocked mindlessly into the ground. Surely ruining his trousers but he was far beyond caring. Only the taste of her cunt and the slick pulsing out, all for his seeking tongue, all that mattered. Tongue pulling it back into his mouth to swallow with a low groan.
The fingers sat just cresting above his mouth feeling every micro movement, every shake and pulse from her center.
He experimented with pulls and shapes of his tongue, the force of his lips. When he suctioned down around her clit, pulling his tongue in a slurping hollow wave, she shuddered hard. Chest pushing down into the dirt, a gasping moan pulling from deep in her throat.
His success spurning him on, he flipped onto back to get a better angle. Both arms hooking around her hips and pulling down. Hard.
Her belly rose as he latched back on, crying out on hands and knees. Hips trying to rise away, but he locked his arms around her, pulling back down to be flush with his hungry mouth. No, he was not quite ready to give up his meal.
Pulsing his tongue fast in that rewarding hollow wave, he suckled into a frenzy. Mouth emitting lewd popping and slurping sounds, mingling with the little keening whines and gasps that she graced him with. His hips bucking up entirely out of his control, belly wet with precum.
Releasing one hip, he pushed two fingers inside her in a curl. Other arm having to take up full strength as she squirmed up, pulling his mouth free of its desire.
"Down," He commanded sternly. Forearm barring across her hips, yanking her back to her seat.
"I'm going to suffocate you." She gasped out in protest.
Gods, he hoped so.
To reinforce his point, he thrusted his fingers in hard arches. Rubbing in pulses against that ribbed wall along her front. Mouth encircling her engorged clit again in fast twists of his tongue.
She moaned out two indignant cries before submitting, grinding down on his face. Pushing back onto knees, gripping his thighs behind her for support. Eliciting a snarl of approval from him.
He dug his heels in, the force of her hands spurning him to delirium. Fingers and mouth a dual, unrelenting force. Watching her from this new angle, the jut of her hip bones as she arched, the underside of her breasts and jaw. Thighs encircling his head, Gods he would die a happy man if she did smother him.
"Gale- please, slow down," She begged out between gasping breaths, the trembling of her hips telltale. "I'm - ugh fuck!" She cried out as he added another finger, buckling back forward. Catching herself on her belly.
He had no intention of slowing, slapping her ass in demand. Her little begging mewl of his name as she buried her face in the dirt sending him over.
He came up his belly, her cunt muffling his cry. Cock twitching hard as wrenching pleasure shot from his pelvis. Hips thrusting in fast pulses with the waves of euphoric heat. Rushing out in vicious contractions.
Her wide eyes stared down in shock at his release, then clenched shut hard. Head falling forward into a curl, face knitted in near pain. Hand clawing at the dirt, fast begging cries caught in her clenched shut jaw.
"Yes, yes," He urged against her, pulling back far enough to get a much needed breath. Latching on again and pulling with popping twists of his tongue.
Cursing out in Elvish she broke apart above him, a wave of velvet slick pushing out below his mouth. Opening his hold to lap up her cum greedily as it clenched out of her. So warm and thick like honey against his tongue. Panting out breaths as he gathered it into his mouth.
She was writhing in weak pulses, her orgasm leaving her boneless and fluid. Eventually, she had to push his head away as he lapped, desperate to get every last drop of her cum.
"Gale, baby, you're killing me." She laughed, fingers looping in his hair to pull.
"Sorry, my love." He gasped, his own laugh on the edges of his words. "I'm far too eager. Please tell me you'll let me do that again?"
He rose over her back, pulling on her hips to get her to fall back on him. Both of them splayed face up on the ground. A canopy of trees and sky blinking away between their fluttering eyes.
"I think I might actually die if you don't." She gasped, star struck. Ribcage heaving against his chest.
She paused then. "Did you just call me 'my love'?"
"Ah, you're imagining things. Read nothing into that."
"Uh-huh. I'll also read nothing into how you drank my cum like wine."
His breath caught then slid into a laugh, mushing his hand into her face playfully.
"Shush. Let me rest, woman."
She gasped in mock affront, then opened her mouth and pulled two of his fingers inside her. Tongue lapping against the pads.
He moaned, cock stirring again.
"Let's see how you like it." She laughed.
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