In the moonlight...

A voice in her head was keep repeating "Stop him stop him stop him stop him stop him STOP HIM!" but she just couldn't, she didn't even remember how to talk. When she moved away her arm to cup her breast she barely tried to resist, and under his 'attentions' she bit hardly her lower lip... that was all so strange... and, even if she didn't want to admit it... it was all so exciting...

He moved his kisses on her neck, sucking on the soft skin, occasionally nibbling on it. He moved his hand from her breast down to her stomach, and even lower, cupping the area between her legs. He rubbed her clit with his finger.

When he moved his kiss from her lips to her neck, she was too intoxicated by him to react in any way that wasn't the heavier breath and the hard beating of her heart. She felt like she was going crazy... she was so turned up! It was only strange that there, instead of Meg, there was Shan Yu... and when the mongol arrived to her intimacy, starting to rub there, she couldn't keep a moan, but then, immediatly after, she tried to reclose her legs with a new "No...": if she could have stepped back she would have done it, but there was still the water behind her and she couldn't move without ending in the lake. This time her no had been more decided, and it was strange for how evidently excited she was and since hor far they had gone, but actually... she was scared: Shan Yu had already done something like that to her, and it had been terribly painful, she could still remember. Even with Meg, she had never done something like that again, of course, and now... he whole body was hardly tensed up, and even if she now whished to continue, even if she didn't want to admit it, she was too scared to go on...

He felt her tense up. "I won't force you this time." He let go of her, almost expecting her to run. Like she always did.

She looked again at him, really surprised, but somehow she realized that she... or maybe just her body... didn't want him to stop... she was really wet, really excited... but she couldn't do it... actually she couldn't even think to do it, it was insane! She swallowed "T-then I-I-I n-need m-my c-clothes..." she replied lowering her glance and overcoming slowly him, like unsure he would have actually let her go, and to do it without falling in the water she was forced to rub her naked body against him: it made her have chills but she tried to keep as much dignity as she could and then, covering again herself with her hands, she stepped toward the clothes, knowing however that now was pretty useless trying to cover her body, expecially cause from behind he could see everything...

He looked at her, smirking at how flustered she was. He felt her brush against him. He watched how she bent down, admiring the view. He smirked and went to smack her butt. "Are you sure I can't tempt you into anything?" He said amused.

When he smacked her she jumped with a hiccup, turning again toward him, letting fall the clothes on the floor, and she so nervous that she didn't even think to cover herself again. She tightened her legs, feeling the excitemente growning... it was wrong, but... after all he wouldn't have let her go, would he? She remained where she was, pretending with herself that she didn't want him to touch her again...

He eyed her up and down, walking closer and touching the soft skin of her arm. Stroking it gently. "What is your answer?"

No, my answer is no. No. No! She did want to say it, but when she finally managed to open her mouth what she said was a low "I-I d-d not w-want to s-suffer again..."
When he touched her, she felt a new chill down her spine: she had a vague knowledge that she was still naked in front of him, that she wasn't even covering herself anymore neither with her arms, but she felt like she couldn't move and her glance was totally captured in his

He kept her eyes locked with his. "It won't hurt this time."

She swallowed, still not being able to move her glance: she should have turned, taken her dresses and ran away. She should have said 'no'. She should... she knew she should... in her head she was keeping telling herself that she wasn't even supposed to still stay there, but she remained where she was, and instead of fight him, or run away, she opened a bit her legs...

He smirked, clearly seeing the change in her body language. He pulled her closer once again, uniting their lips into a passionate kiss. He let his hand move down her back to her ass, squeezing her ass cheeks. He picked her up, moving her to some bushes, seting her down before taking off his shirt and throwing it on the ground, laying her on it. He crawled ontop of her, uniting the kiss once again.

When he pulled her closer from she gasped in surprise, and, against what she wanted to think, not a bad surprise, and when he kissed her again finally the voices in her head stopped to talk, or maybe they became too loud and confused to listen them. She couldn't help but kiss him back: there was nothing but what her body wanted and needed in that moment, she wouldn't have been able to think even if she had wanted. When he left her, putting her down and taking off his shirt she was only barely conscious of what was happening, too intoxicated by the situation and... by him... when he crawled on her and kissed her again, she simply kissed him again instinctively

He let his hand caress her body, moving down to between her legs to massage her clit. He started to trail his kisses down to her neck and to her breasts, kissing her breasts softly.

When his hand reached again her clit she moaned loud, arching a bit her back, her breath was again heavy, her cheeks red. She was enjoying his attentions, his hands, his kisses...

He started to spread her legs. He removed his pants, rubbing his manhood against her privates. He trailed his kisses up her neck to her ear. "You ready?"

When he spreaded her legs she didn't stop him, on the contrary, she facilitated him opening them herself. When he rubbed himself against her she moaned again, and at his question she looked only one moment at him, slightly more lucid: for a second the idea that it could have hurted again hitted her, but he was keeping rubbing himself against her and, without keeping a new moan, she nodded.

He claimed her lips into a kiss as he entered her slowly, letting her get adjusted to him before he started moving in and out of her, gradually picking up pace.

When he kissed her she kissed instinctively him back, tensing up a bit when he entered in her, but realizing that he was right, that it hasn't ben painful this time, she relaxed again, and when he started moving in and out she couldn't keep new moans: her mind and her thoughts were far away, in that moment there was only that pleasure and the lust. She put her arms around his neck, almost like she needed to cling to him to not drown in the pleasure, and she kissed him one again, actually the first time that she had taken the initiative

He smirked when he heard her moan, sucking on her neck greedily. He moved faster, feeling her arm go behind his neck, it gave him more fuel to continue.

She couldn't help but keep moaning, and in the sametime she sank her nails into his back, not enough to actually hurt him but enough that he could feel them, her body was moving with him, following the instinct, like it had had an his own will. She was feeling the pleasure grown more and more and she didn't know how much she could have resisted before to come

He arched his head back, moaning loud as he felt her nails sink into his bare back. He was driving her wild and he loved it. He could feel her muscels tense around him. He knew it wouldn't take either of them long to cum. He thrusted into her faster and harder a couple of times before he felt her muscels relax around him. He took out his member and stroked it as he came on her legs.

She could feel him going harder and faster before to come with a loud moan, arching her back before to relax and lay down again, panting, feeling him coming on her. She swallowed, feeling her consciousness waking up but still too dazed to actually think or do anything

He let his breathing calm down before getting up and pulling his pants back on. He looked down at the woman who was laying on his shirt.

While her breath was slowly turning normal, her thoughts were coming back and her mind was starting to work again. And in that moment she could hear only a voice in her mind screaming loud "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?". While Shan Yu was recovering his energies as well, she slowly sitted, still staying on the shirt without even noticing it, and curled up on herself, hiding as much as she could his body, without even can look at Shan Yu... she couldn't have actually done it...