Forty-Seven (Smut)

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Silence. Everything was silent. It was almost as if heaven had opened to swallow you.

Somewhere in the distance, birds were singing. A soft breeze was stroking though your hair, placed a kiss on your forehead and vanished again. It was a warm day but not hot. Just warm enough to feel comfortable but not hot enough to sweat. It was the perfect day.

Halfway asleep, you tried to open your eyes a little.

Soft but bright light flooded your tired eyes, forcing you to squeeze them shut again. Instead, you tried to sit upwards. But a sharp pain forced you to settle again.

"Careful, little poppy.", a warm familiar voice whispered into your ear. "Your Body is healing slower. But soon you will be back to your old self."

Carefully, Regis placed a kiss on your forehead. He smelled a little different, still like herbs but also like cold air and stone.

Were you still trapped in the cave?

Did he manage to beat Ulez?

Or perhaps... did you both die and reunited in heaven?

"Regis...", you whispered, not daring to speak any louder.

You did not want this good, warm feeling to leave your chest as soon as the dream came to an end.

"I am right here, little poppy.", he said and squeezed your numb hand a little. "How do you feel? Did you sleep well?"

"I'm still a little tired. The atmosphere feels... unknown."

A soft laugh filled his chest.

"Don't worry. We are safe here. Take all the time you need to get used to the atmosphere. I will care for you."

Confused, you frowned.

This sounded almost like a dream.

Lifting your head a little, you tried to open your eyes again. This time, you managed to open them wide enough to catch a glance of the surrounding. You were laying in a bed, soft blankets and pillows embraced your body, providing heating and a feeling of comfort. There was a dresser right next to it, across the room stood a desk. It was covered with something, probably papers. The room had a wardrobe, another dresser and a table with one chair at each side.

The sound of wood burning inside an oven filled the air. There must have been a stove or at least a place to cook on.

So you were back at the cemetery.

Relived, you let out a deep sigh and fell back into the soft pillows.

"Give me a few more minutes.", you whispered. "I'll be back in no time."

"Take all the time you need. I'll be here when you wake up.", again, he breathed a kiss onto your forehead.

As you awoke from your sleep again, it was plain dark outside.

As if you had been reborn, you sat up in the bed, yawning. But as you opened your eyes again, something was off. It took you sleepy brain a moment to notice. But then, realisation hit you.

"This is not the cemetery.", you gasped and sat up straight.

A soft giggle sounded.

"I'm glad you noticed.", Regis smiled and turned in his chair.

He sat at a desk that was facing towards a wall that was covered with papers, drawings and dried herbs he had decided to hang up on his working space. There were a lot of them, like roses and tulips. But at the center of them all was a bright, red poppy.

Curious, you looked around the place, only to realise that you were sitting in a cabin. It wasn't a big one but just big enough to provide enough space for the both of you to feel comfortable.

"How..?", you asked, filled with disbelief.

"Let's say I made an arrangement with the eldest. He let me and you leave Toussaint. In exchange I kept my mouth shut.", Regis smiled, got up and placed a deep kiss onto your lips.

Baffled, you let it happen. His lips tasted even better than you have memorised them.

Longingly, you closed your eyes and pressed into the kiss. He took this as an invite, to trace your lips with his tongue, asking for your consent to enter your mouth. You let him pass, leaning back a little and let the feeling come over you, as he pressed himself your way.

"You taste like heave.", he whispered in your ear, as the kiss broke for a short moment.

His breath was shaking. His chest rose and fell full of excitement.

"I will show you heaven.", you whispered back and pulled him into another kiss.

Gladly, he let himself fall onto his back, allowing you to climb on top of him. With a sweet smile, you pressed your hips down, causing him to moan lightly.

"My...", he said, turning red as he realised that his pants became a little tight. "I don't remember the last time my body has reacted this way."

Playfully, you let a hand glide under the hem of his shirt to stroke over his narrow but defined chest.

"I take that as a compliment.", you grinned. "Allow me?"

Hesitantly, you let your hand rest on the hem if his pants.
Pleased, Regis shed his shirt, revealing how good he actually looked beneath those clothes. He was shaped like a god. The broad shoulders, paired with a light six-pack and the narrow outline of his pelvis were almost enough to drive you insane.

It was hard but you held back and undressed you upper body as well, so he would have a nice view too.

Immediately, a smile appeared on his face, he leaned forward and began to place a row of kisses on your bare skin.

Sighing, you tilted your head back and let your eyes fall shut.

"Regis.", you gasped. "Please... give me more."

"With pleasure, my sweet, little poppy.", he grinned and softly bit down on the soft skin of your neck.

That feeling alone was enough to send you over the edge. Impatient, you pushed him into the sheets, already trying to open the belt.

He helped you, almost as heated and undressed until all he had left on was the white pair of cotton underwear.
To tease him, you slowly let a hand stroke over his abs before wandering down the hem of his underwear and into them. Your fingers played around at the top of his pelvis at first, only to slip even deeper and grab him entirely.

A deep sigh escaped him, as your warm hand wrapped around his length. He was already hard but at that moment he got even harder.

"Don't torture me like this.", he begged and let himself fall back. "Just... love me already."

Happy about those words, you smiled, pulled back and let the last piece of fabric fall to the ground. Now, you were naked. He was still wearing his underwear. But not for long.

As soon as he felt that you were crawling on top of him again, he reached down and pulled away the underwear, to reveal his entire hard length.

The way he placed you on himself was gentle and loving. As soon as he had entered you, a deep moan escaped your lips.

"Gods.", you breathed. "You're so large, Regis."

The feeling of him filling your insides was unusual but pleasant. Very pleasant. It was so pleasant that you couldn't help but start to move right away. Rolling your hips, you began to ride him, slow at first and picking up the pace as time went on.

Every move send shivers down your spine. Moans of you two filled the air of the cabin.

"Not so quick.", he gasped and grabbed your hips. "This feels..."

"Don't...", you whispered and let yourself fall onto him.

Still rolling your hips, you began to kiss his neck, biting it playfully.

Every time you hit his sweet spot, you earned a moan that was filling you with euphoria.

Moving faster, a hot knot began to form in the lower part of your body. Your moans grew louder, filling Regis ears and causing a smile to grow on his face.

Suddenly, he switched, putting himself on top of you and began to move at his own speed.

"Regis!", the way you gasped his name made him go even faster. "If you... keep this... I'm going to..! Regis!"

All at once, the knot inside you bursted, sending you over the edge. A wave of heat washed over you, sending shivers through every inch of your body.

Regis only needed a few movements more until he also jumped off the edge. Warmth filled your insides.

Exhausted but happy, Regis let himself fall onto you, placing a kiss on your lips.

"So this must be love.", he grinned. "I never want to miss it again."

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