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[Tohrment, Son of Hharm]

He came out of the kitchen with a plate ladden with strawberries and roast sandwiches dressed in only black silk lounge pants. That had appalled the head doggen as not proper food prep attire.

Fritz tried to help him with the plate and he smacked the old man's hand away.

"Fritz. I believe I can serve mine shellan without your assistance."

"But Sire..." he closed the door on the protesting doggen's face.

Smiled at Autumn as he leaned against the oak door. "I believe our head doggen has been bored."

Walked towards the bed holding out a strawberry to feed her.

[Autumn Hharm]

She looked up and smiled, setting aside and promptly forgetting her magazine as her hellren appeared. Holding his eyes, she opened her mouth for the fruit, sinking her teeth fang first into it and closing her lips around it to catch its sweet juices.

As she chewed, she held her hand out for him to join her.

[Tohrment, Son of Hharm]

Climbing on the bed beside her, he held out half of a sandwich for her to bite.

"You almost had Fritz feeding you this meal leelan."

Sat against the headboard and smiled chewing a strawberry as he picked a more perfect one for her.

[Autumn Hharm]

She laughed as she watched her rahlman cast about for the perfect strawberries, casting aside those which held the slightest imperfection...real or imagined.

How she loved him.

"I trust you did not give poor Fritz too hard a time, my love? He went through enough as a doggen in my Sire's house alone, nevermind how he suffers now with you males. Worthy though you all be." She added with a smile.

[Tohrment, Son of Hharm]

Shrugged amused as he glanced towards her. "He thrives under the pressure of our pushing his domestic limits."

Held out a berry of worth for her.

[Autumn Hharm]

"Lucky for us all that he does." She held his hand as she accepted the berry, then chuckled and shook her head as he hunted for her again.

As he lifted another strawberry to her lips, she looked at him and said softly, "I love thee, nallum. So very much." Then she leaned forward and took a bite.

[Tohrment, Son of Hharm]

As soon as her teeth sank in he moved his fingers and replaced them with his lips. They kissed with the strawberry between them.

The sweetness of the fruit did not even come close to the luscious taste of his nallum's mouth. His fangs popped as his tongue teased the sharp tip of hers, moving the tray of food to the bedside as he pulled her body under his to kiss deeply.

[Autumn Hharm]

She inhaled deeply as he brought her beneath him, and moaned softly as his scent joined the sensations of his kiss. The feel and taste of him, and that of the fruit that danced with their tongues.

Her arms encircled him, the corded muscles of his back rolling beneath her palms.

[Tohrment, Son of Hharm]

He broke the kiss to trail his lips down her throat to growl against the quickening pulse in her neck.

"I love thee with each beat of this warrior's heart. Each beat of yours tells your hellren so."

He pulled the neckline of her gown down and purred with pleasure as he nipped her breasts pearled rosy tips, moving from one to worship its twin; his bonding scent filling the room.

[Autumn Hharm]

She growled softly as she arched slightly beneath him, her own fangs popping as her eyes fell shut and she brought a knee up to curl a leg around his.

"Every breath, mine hellren. 'Tis all for thee."

She took one of his hands in one of hers, and kissed his palm, nuzzling it, then kissed along each finger, nipping the pads with her fangs and kissing them, too, her other hand stroking through his hair, down his spine as he drew her chest up with his mouth's teasing and worship of her breasts, her nails lightly scraping.

[Tohrment, Son of Hharm]

The sound of the tray rattling had his head snapping up to look right. Growled out. "Do you wish to die doggen?"

Fritz had one hand over his eyes as the other held the tray. "No Sire. I only wish to assist." The doggen sputtered when realizing the activity that had halted in the bed. "With the dishes Sire! By the Scribe Virgin. The dishes Sire."

[Autumn Hharm]

She covered herself with a blush, then, brushing her fingers over Tohr's brow to smooth it, whispered softly, "No threatening Fritz, mine hellren."

Then looking to Fritz, she smiled, still blushing. "My apologies, but I...have not quite finished." Paused, then blushed deeper, adding, "With the meal, that is. I might be a..." paused as she felt a bulge pressing against her hip, "...a while longer."

[Tohrment, Son of Hharm]

Looked down at Autumn as his brows cranked down. "Might? Might be?"

Pressed his aching erection against her hip. "Dare you doubt me leelan." Kept his eyes in hers.

"Out Fritz." Bared his fangs. "Now." Went to claim Autumn's mouth with a snarl.

"Sire?"

He halted his roll and blew out an aggravated breath. Hissed through his teeth. "Yes Fritz?"

"Will the Sire.and Lady require drink to follow?"

He dropped his head to Autumn's shoulder and hissed to.the doggen. "No we shall not."

Whispered. "Say I can kill him leelan.Please."

[Autumn Hharm]

She chuckled, still blushing, and nipped his earlobe before whispering, "No, my love, you may not. He is worthy of life, and thou knowest it."

Lifting her head to look over Tohr's, she looked at Fritz and smiled. "We shall call if we need any further...assistance..." She suppressed a groan as Tohr silently made his point again. "Thank you, Fritz. You may tend to your other many duties!" Her voice jumped at the last syllable as her hellren pushed his arousal against a more sensitive place, and her face flushed more as the doggen, flustered, stumbled over his words as he made a quick exit, shutting their door behind him.

Finally, she groaned, and teased his neck with her fangs. "You, my dearest love, are an evil male." Kissed the pulse she cherished so and smiled against his skin.

[Tohrment, Son of Hharm]

"Your male is one of need." He moved his mouth to claim her as he.moved his hips to claim her more as he plunged into her with a groan.

His hips began to move as one hand pinned her hip to the bed. The other came up to find her hand and intertwined their fingers.

[Autumn Hharm]

She knew not reply she would have made, for it was cut off by the thrust of his hips, sending her thoughts scattering as she squeezed his hand with her own and arched against him, hissing out.

The nails of her other hand scored his back as she arched against him, then dragged her fangs down his neck, light welts trailing behind them.

[Tohrment, Son of Hharm]

His thrusts were deep and brutal when her nails scored his back and then her fangs marked.him.

Growled in her ear. "You did not feast your fill from the meal. Let me offer you a different offering." Put his head back as he moved to offer his neck.

[Autumn Hharm]

Her fangs throbbed painfully at his words in her ear and then his pulse at their points. She bared them with a hiss, then paused, pressing her lips against his gift in a reverent kiss, before pulling her lips from the way of her fangs so she could sink them deep into his neck.

She braced her arms tightly around his shoulders and head so as to hold his neck still and cause him no undue harm as she drank in long pulls, growling and moaning, and he continued to plunge inside of her.

[Tohrment, Son of Hharm]

He snarled out a roar of pleasure at her strike which just propelled the pace of his hips. He groaned with each draw of her mouth on his vein.

His fingers curled tighter as his nails dug into his palm. His muscles rolled and coiled as his body sought the release that was building to explode.

[Autumn Hharm]

She drank her fill just as she felt herself getting close, and carefully pulled her fangs from his neck, licking her bite marks, before writhing beneath him.

Kissing him deeply, she could feel how close he was, and nipped his jaw with her receding fangs, then murmured breathlessly in the Old Language, "Together, my love..."

[Tohrment, Son of Hharm]

He could barely have the brain power to form words so lost completely in a haze of passion so he nodded before meshing his mouth with hers as he groaned in ecstasy.

His hips jacked fast and deeper as his approaching release caused him to swell as he filled her. Each plunge and pull feeling tighter with each slide in. He tensed and bowed over her as he planted his feet to brace for the orgasmic wave crashing down on them.

[Autumn Hharm]

She dug her nails into his flesh as he filled her and then some, their bodies releasing in such perfect unison, and she cried out against his mouth with the force of it, over and over with each tide of pleasure as her body bucked and thrashed beneath him.

[Tohrment, Son of Hharm]

They crashed together and rode it out clinging togather through each wave. And with each wave pleasure rose to overtake him again which caused him to cry out and release again.

Finally the pressure eased as he rolled to his back with limbs akimbo, sheened in sweat, heart and breath racing.

Looked over at her and smiled. "Tis good to be home."

[Autumn Hharm]

With each release of his body, hers exploded anew, and when they finally subsided, her limbs felt almost weak, and the air moving over the skin he had formerly occupied made her shiver. She smiled over at him and reached over to brush the backs of her fingers over the stubble of his jaw. "'Tis exquisite, to be home. With you."

She moved to lay her head on his arm while still allowing him space for his body to cool, and sighed as her fingertips played over his face.

[Tohrment, Son of Hharm]

He made lazy circles on her back with his fingertip and kissed her softly.

"Thats because no place is home without you." Smiled and kissed again.

"Or Fritz."Chuckled.