Heirot

Elena moved her hands over his shoulders, down his arms as he pressed her against the wall. She smiled at herself as he kissed her neck, enjoying the feel of his lips. She ran her hands down his chest.

She could almost feel the heat... the need he had for her. "I can feel the fire," she whispered. "Your fire..."

Airen couldn't bring himself to think. He held her against the wall with his body as he removed his shirt. He kissed her again with deep passion moving from her mouth down her neck to her breast.

He held her firmly again and laid her on the bed.

Elena smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck as he moved her too the bed. There child laid in his cradle, sleeping.

She kissed his chest, clutching at his shoulders.

Airen's skin began to smoke but it was only warm to the touch. He moved once again down her neck to her breast. He massaged her flat stomach with his tongue and moved his way down the rest of her body.

He nestled his head between her thighs. His tongues caressed her with a hot, erotic sensation.

OOC: I'll do my best!!!

IC: Elena moaned softly... (OOC: EEEHKKK) She ran her thin fingers through his hair, getting lost in the sensation. Was this really happening? Was she going to wake up to find herself lying in her lonely bed, pregnant....

She grabbed the pillow beside her head and clutched at it.

His pants slowly began to incenerate off of his body,as he stood up beside the bed and pulled her close to him.

He raised her legs and rested them on his shoulders as he slowly penetrated her body. His fire now burned hotter than ever. There was something different about her too, though; not just him.

Maybe the taint of having Gargon in her womb hand turned her into something different. No longer was this aura of innocence around her, but something different... Darker. Maybe it was the fact she had spent so long in Arken, and the air itself had turned her... She was different, open to the basic instincts of the world.... open to the basic desires that grabbed and clawed at everyday men and women. She no longer faught or feared it. She welcomed the sensation with wide open arms, just as she welcomed the man that was still her husband.

She smiled up at him a pure smile of mischeif and delight. She glowed with the fire that Airen himself glowed with, leaving the hint that their child had changed her... For better or for worst, it was his choice to decide.

She kissed him passionately leaning back onto the bed and smiling up at him. She enjoyed his fire.

The liquid fire now flowed through him like a flooded stream.He grabbed her hips, and Elena didn't seem so delicate anymore. He enetered her over and over until finally the fire shot through Elena's body. His breath seemed to be short but he brought her to him and kissed her tenderly on the lips.

He truly loved her and there was no one else for him.

Elena clutched the sheets and then his shoulders, holding on to him as if for dear life when that sweet bliss came. She felt the fire and was not consumed by it, nor burned, or hurt... She was one with that fire now...

Elena pulled him down further with her until they were sinking into the overly stuffed feather bed. She smiled nuzzling against him. She sighed, conent, but fearful. Would he leave to go to his whore now?

No... she wouldn't think about that. She held him tighter. She was his... and he was hers.

Airen accepted her deep embrace and held her as she held him. Her skin was now delicate again and he could not ever dream of leaveing her. They had never shared anything like that however.

There was something still different about himself though, but he didn't know what. It was something dark and seemed to be taking him over at a rapid pace.

He gently rubbed her back as he fell asleep. "I will always love you," he whispered in her ear.

Elena stared at the ceiling of her black bed room. "I will always love you," he whispered softly. He was falling a sleep.

"Oh my love," she said with humor in her voice. "I'm afriad I wore you out..." She kissed his lips gently.

She thought about all that had happened. She didn't know what she felt... She knew that she still loved him. Instead of making a promise for a future that might never come, she made a promise for the present. "I love you, too...."

"Oh really," he laughed at her remark. He rolled over and held himself over her. "You wore me out?"

He kissed her again and went down her neck nibbling a little bit. His left hand moved up and down her petite body.

Elena woke the next morning and pulled the top cover around her middle, walking to the cradle and holding her hand to the black fabric. She smiled down at her child with the most unusual eyes, violet rimmed in fire red. "Hello little one," she said softly, reaching down and lifting the child into her arms.

She sat down in a chair, dropping the fabric a little to allow her child to feed. She was new to being a mother, but this was fairly simple enough.

Airen felt around on the bed looking for Elena, but she was nowhere to be found. His eyes blinked open and he saw her sitting in the chair at the end of the bed holding their young one.

Some thing about that child was not right. He didn't know what and figured it was just jitters of being a new father. "Good Morning you two," he said smiling at them.

Elena looked up, her eyes twinkling slightly. "Good morning," she said. The baby stopped his feeding and turned his head towards his father scrunching up his face.

Elena looked down at the baby. "Oh please don't cry," she said softly.

The baby giggled and grabbed her fingers to play with them. Elena covered her exposed chest and smiled. "Children are silly creatures."