Through a few more warm kisses, as their bodies still lay close, hers now nearly as warm as his, Eliot had to break off the latest kiss with an unsure smile. Claire smiled up at him, “what’s that look?”

He then blushed again, “now believe me, I did pay rapt attention last night, but it seems...” he looked down again.

“Seems what?” she smiled as she pushed a curl from his face.

“I got the impression that Aidan sort of... skipped a few steps?”

Claire allowed a sweet giggle, “I guess he kind of knew that I was already beyond aroused just by watching the two of you. And he figured that I didn’t really need much further stimulation at that point” she managed through another soft chuckle.

“So he did then, skip some parts” Eliot confirmed, with another blush, “so it leaves me at a bit of a disadvantage when determining those proper steps myself, tonight.”

“First of all, I promise, I am just as aroused tonight, already, as I was last night” she assured him as he blushed again, “but if you want to work your way up to that... last bit. I completely understand.” Seeing that he still seemed a bit wary, she added, “I’m sure you’ve heard enough from other young boys talking about their female conquests that you have a few ideas in that head.”

“I usually tried to make myself scarce when they started those conversations. Always afraid they’d expect me to tell them all about my conquests too. Which would have been... problematic” he stated with another nervous smile down at her.

“I’m sure you still heard a few things though” she told him with another kiss.

“A few” he admitted as he began returning her kisses once more, after taking another deep breath.

Moments later she felt his hand tentatively begin moving from where it had been resting on her stomach. Their kisses continued as he slowly moved it downwards over her abdomen and toward the small patch of hair between legs that she parted ever so slightly for him. That motion did cause a bit more tension in him, but he managed to continue downwards, finally finding that spot, his breath catching against her lips once more.

In the darkness of the ship’s cabin that night, Eliot gathered all the courage he could. He then moved his fingers further downward, to where he found that waiting wetness, both of them gasping softly as he did. With another deep breath, he began moving his fingers against her, her slight moans increasing, as did that wetness.

Then, with a bravery he didn’t know he had, he slowly, ever so carefully slid his fingers inside her as she let out another gasp at the penetration. “I assume this is...ok?” he breathed against her mouth.

“Very, very ok” she returned, her voice shaking almost as much as his as he took another breath and slid his fingers more deeply inside her.

He allowed his fingers to begin moving inside her as her desire only increased, and she arched her hips against his hand with each caress, her body ever so slowly beginning to tremble as he continued that exploration. As she grew more and more aroused, and closer and closer to that impending climax, she moved her hand down to cover his, guiding his thumb to that now inflamed part of her body just above where his fingers were surrounded by the even now more overwhelming wetness inside her. As she used her own fingers to guide his thumb over her, those moans grew louder, and her trembling even more intense. Within seconds, that climax hit her hard with a violent tremor before she collapsed back into the bed once again, trying to recover from that pleasure his touch had given her.

His hand still resting against her, his fingers still just barely inside her, Eliot watched her for a long moment, her eyes still shut tightly as she tried to force calm again through that afterglow. When her tremors finally began to subside, and she managed to open her eyes once more, she couldn’t help the smile as she found him looking down at the state he had left her in, once again, paying rapt attention to her as she came down from that peak.

“Apparently our wedding night wasn’t a complete lie. I guess I really can make you... feel that” he breathed as she allowed a hoarse chuckle.

“Seems you knew more than you thought you did” she teased as her hand came up to caress his cheek.

“You did provide a bit of guidance there” he smiled down at her.

“Not all that much” she chuckled again. “I guess your debt’s paid now, though, huh?”

“You almost sound saddened by that fact” he smiled down at her again.

“Only because I’d really like to be able to look forward to you… making me feel that, again in the future.”

“I’m sure that’s quite the possibility. It is going to be a long trip after all” he smirked slightly.

“And you do still appear to be...” she looked down at where his erection was more than obvious against her bare thigh, “in the mood.”

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“Seems I may be wracking up even more debt soon, unless I were just to find a way to... make us break even?” he offered.

“Meaning?” she smiled up at him.

“I did take a few mental notes on that last step. Seems you and Aidan both enjoyed that, quite equally.”

“That does tend to happen during that particular... step. At least if you pick the right lovers” she had to add with a playful smile.

“I’m still not sure how right I’d actually be, but....” he took another deep breath.

“But?”

“Well, touching you inside, and feeling that... moment” he settled on, “it did make me begin to wonder what it would feel like if it was... more than just my fingers inside you” he blushed again, obviously struggling a bit with the words right then.

“You’re saying you want to attempt that last step after all?” she looked up at him hopefully.

“Well, new experiences, right?” Eliot whispered back to her as he covered her mouth in another kiss. He then added, “and we have been avoiding actually consummating our fake marriage for nearly a month now, haven’t we?”

“There is that” she agreed through her own laugh.

Seeing as Eliot still appeared to be gathering his courage for his first time once again, in a manner of speaking, Claire decided to take the lead. She smiled over at him before pushing herself up from where he had still been holding her close. She then got into a position on her hands and knees, and looked back over her shoulder at him with a reassuring smile.

“From behind hmm?” he couldn’t stop another small smile.

“Easing you into it I guess” she smirked.

“Pun intended, right?” he couldn’t stop a small laugh as he took another breath before moving to his own knees then. “I guess there is no time like the present? Once I get past this time, we’ll probably both laugh that it took this long, right?”

“Quite possible” she smiled.

He then took another shaky breath as he reached up to run his hand lightly over the pale skin of her back, which still felt warm to his touch, increasing his confidence slightly. He then moved slowly to a place behind her as she bent further forward to allow him access to that wetness that still waited there for him. Eliot swallowed hard again at that slight readjustment on her part and took one more shaky breath.

“And we’re sure about the not able to have children thing?” he had to ask once more.

“Very sure” she couldn’t help another small chuckle.

On that, he steeled himself once more and reached down to where his prolonged state of arousal was becoming almost painful at that point. With another moment to still his nerves, he ever so delicately moved to just barely slide the tip inside that warm, waiting wetness. That hint of penetration caused a tiny gasp to leave both of their lips, which somehow only added to his surprisingly ever increasing desire for her; yes, her.

In the next moment he forced down his remaining nervousness and slowly, gently slid himself deep into that wetness, which in turn caused another even louder gasp from both of them at that final most intimate contact between them.

“Ok, now this feels even better than I...” though his ability to speak was quickly leaving him then.

She allowed only a slight giggle in return, her own desire making words rather difficult for her then too. Both deciding that words were not of prime importance at all right then, he took another breath before he slowly penetrated her even more deeply with his next movement. As another moan left her lips, so did any clarity of thought leave his mind as he began moving behind her just as he had done so many times with his male lovers, each thrust bringing them both closer to that pleasure they were each aching to feel at that point.

As he easily remembered all the skill he had honed for years with lovers of another gender, his thrusts grew more intense, as did the pleasure both of them were getting from the encounter. It took mere minutes before her already overly stimulated body began giving into those orgasmic tremors once more. As those tremors began to cause her body to tighten even more around him, his own climax quickly began to overtake him. A moment later he was pouring his seed into her as that wave of pleasure swallowed them both with it at last.

They then both collapsed back onto the bed to let their bodies recover, while wrapped around each other in that intense moment of afterglow. Once he could actually breathe normally again, Eliot smiled down at where she had both her arms and legs wrapped around him so tightly it was as though she thought he would disappear if she let go.

He still wore that smile of what almost seemed like relief when he found his voice again, “so I guess I’m officially number eleven now” he stated in a teasing tone.

Claire just chuckled, “that you would be.” She then turned her face to look back up at his, “you know, you never told me how many lovers you’ve had.”

“I guess we kept getting distracted” he smiled again, only to realize she was still waiting expectantly on that answer. He shook his head with amusement before offering it, “before you and Aidan? Only four or five.”

“Four or five?” she asked for that clarification with a sweet smile.

“Well, the one, he would only want to do things with our mouths” he smirked, “something about the bible not liking sodomy or some nonsense. He didn’t last long” he added with another little chuckle.

“Well, the bible does seem to have a long list of things it doesn’t like” she somehow offered a smile and a scowl at the same time.

“True enough” he laughed again as he reached up to run his fingers gently through her long, now somewhat disheveled raven colored locks.

“What about you?” Claire asked.

“Do I like sodomy? You do recall last night, right?” he teased.

Claire just smiled against his chest again, “I meant, has your list of things you didn’t think you’d like now changed?” she dared as she looked up at him again.

He then looked down at her with what almost seemed like amusement, “is that a serious question?”

Claire looked away again, “well, I can’t help wondering if you actually did... you know...” she let her voice trail off.

“Enjoy it? I thought that was fairly obvious” he teased. He then added, “I do however find it amazing that you could ever need reassurance about whether or not a man would be satisfied by you, in that way.”

“Well, you’re not like every other man” she stated softly.

“And you’re not like every other woman... in so many ways” he smiled again.

“I guess what I was just trying to ask is whether or not we’d be doing that again, is all” she told him more quietly.

“Maybe not right this minute” he added with a small laugh as he looked down at himself pointedly.

“Eliot” she scolded him playfully.

“We only lasted a month before making love to one another this first time, and for half of that we were in different countries, so” he smiled, “so I very sincerely doubt I won’t find myself making love to you at least one or two more times on this very long trip.”

“One or two, huh?” she shook her head up at him.

“I guess we shall see” he told her with a bit of mischief before moving to cover her lips once more.