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She nibbled on his ear teasingly while he spoke, her hand continueing to "clean" him. Finally the rag was lost somewhere in the water and it was her hand doing most of the so called cleaning now. Her lips roamed over his neck and finally found his, taking him into a passionate kiss. Her lower body shifted closer to that area of him, unconciously. She was growing closer and closer to him as she kissed him. She decided she needed the rag back again, after all she needed a bath too.

Lost... in the water. She knew it couldn't have gone far. She reached behind her, arching backwards. Her lower body slipped forward in the tub, bumping up against him as her hand fumbled for the lost rag.

Vlad subconsciously tried to follow her lips as the moved away from their kiss. He opened his eyes enough to show her with his expression exactly what she was doing to him. Then she leaned back, fishing in the water for her rag, and the heat of her body pressed against his.

"Gods, Tenele," he groaned helplessly, wanting for all the world to reach down into the water and touch her, but he knew his burns would just kill what he was feeling at the moment. He tried bending his knees slightly, which rocked her in more firmly against him, drawing her forward again without letting her find her rag. He raised his legs high enough to draw her forward against him again, and when she was near enough he arched his neck forward to kiss her, his lips conveying all the urgency the rest of his body couldn't express.

Tenele slid down against him as his kissed her, pressing her lower body against him. She moved so that her body lifted up and instead of the rag she found him with her hand. She was still new to everything and she hoped she was guessing right about how to guide him. She slid back down and gasped when she felt the contact and the feeling of him enter. Her wild green eyes found his and she saught another eager kiss.

Vlad almost couldn't make his lips meet hers; his breath had gone ragged with shock and arousal. He couldn't believe she'd just done that. He really couldn't. And at the same time his body was telling him that it could, it definitely could. He reached forward, ignoring the protest in his shoulder, and cupped her face, drawing back from the kiss long enough to stare at her in wonder. "You amaze me, my lady. I'm not certain I'll ever-- figure you out," he said thickly, his breath catching every time she moved around him.

Something must have been wrong with him, maybe the warm water or something to do with the excitement of the day, but just kissing her from this position seemed to bring him closer than was safe to the conclusion his body wanted. He'd never been that type of man - he preferred to watch his partner enjoy herself first, so he didn't quite get why his control was suddenly so bad.

Tenele began to move atop him more. She grinned when he admitted he probably would never figure her out. "At least... our relationship will never be boring," she told him whistfully, pressing her chest flush with his as she moved. She pressed her cheek against his, once again unable to control the small noises that escaped her. She kissed his good shoulder and his neck and finally moved to take his lips.

Vlad cried out, alarmingly close to losing control. When he couldn't calm down, he tried dipping the fingers of his left hand in to the second joint. The sting surprised him, but oddly did little to distract him from her. "Tenele," he pleaded against her neck. He was so ready and trying so hard not to be.

Tenele breathed heavily against him, pressing closer and shutting her eyes. She could hardly regain control of herself, but she heard Vlad's voice call her name so pleadingly. She stopped moving and leaned back to look at him, her hands resting on his chest. "Something wrong? Am I hurting you?" she asked breathlessly, her expression conveying the complete innocents she had of the situation. Worried green eyes looked him over. She had forgotten that he was hurt so badly. She hadn't thought that this might be hurting him. She just figured that it would always feel good no matter what condition you were in.

Unbeknownst to her, Tenele's gut instincts were more or less right. Vlad froze as she stopped moving, trying to take as much advantage from the pause as he could. It was a struggle not to laugh as she seemed frantically worried about hurting him, but it did calm him down. He shook his head, smiling at her. "You might have to slow down," he murmured. Suspecting she would think he meant he was hurt rather than understand the real problem, he added, "You're doing it too well."

Tenele stared at him blankely for a moment as he spoke.

"You're doing it too well."

Tenele turned her head slightly downwards glancing a way. Her cheeks were flushed in the dim light, and it wasn't from heat of the water. She was smiling as she looked back at him and couldn't help but chuckle. She grinned and moved by accident, just to give him a kiss. She realized she had moved and drew back. "Sorry." She was trying to contain herself, try not to be to excited and proud of herself at hte same time. "I'll be very still for a moment." She nuzzled his neck. "If that's what you want." Green eyes stared into him, almost as if she were trying to see into his soul.

She was offering to slow down... "That's not what I want," Vlad said with a quiet yearning that could snap most women's willpower in half. He looked at her like she was the only thing that existed, and for him, she was at the moment.

Tenele blinked at him, now she was thuroughly confused. She decided to go with it anyway, and slowly began to move again. Her eyes watched him for a long moment until she got too caught up in what she was doing to really concentrate on keeping eye contact. She pressed her forehead to his, hoping that this is what he wanted. She was too confused to think about whatelse she could do that would be what he wanted. "You confuse me," she breathed into his ear.

Vlad mumbled an apology in her ear for the confusion, but he couldn't think straight while she was doing this to him. He pressed his head to her chest and groaned, feeling ahead of schedule again already. He didn't try to stop her this time, it just felt too good. The heat of her body and the water against his skin was too much. His lips found her neck and he kissed her there, not biting, just feeling her skin under his mouth. "I'm going to lose it," he groaned below her ear, her final warning.

Tenele moaned softly against his shoulder, her hands tightening on his skin. She laughed softly at his warning. "I don't have the slightest idea.... what you mean by that...." she said to him, and in all truth she really didn't. What was he going to lose? His mind? She nibbled on his ear, nuzzling the side of her face to him and breathed into his ear, "I don't care if you lose it."

Vlad caught his breath and his body tightened against hers. An impassioned groan tore from his throat as his body crossed over that line he'd been so carefully treading and left him panting under her soft weight without much incentive to move. In the back of his mind, he had the dignity to be appalled at how easily he'd been taken, but it was hard for the feeling to hold much sway in light of the more immediate sensations that were still tingling through him.

Tenele had head leaning against his shoulder, holding him tightly. With her arms around his neck, her skin pressed flushly to his, she sighed with contempt. That was slightly different from the first time, but still held the same special meaning to her. She was panting softly. Finally she pushed back and looked at him, her eyes sparkling. She kissed his lips softly, again at a lost for words.

Then without warning she leaned forward and bit his neck playfully. "Rar..." Grinning she ran her finger tips over his chest.