Noxus lunged for Aurelia. She let him, the tension dissipating the moment his hands touched her face. He encased her lips with his, and she felt the eruption of fireworks within her. The hunger that she felt with his kiss sent her over the edge of just basic horniness. She needed to have him, but she would make sure she didn’t make the first move with it.

As he kissed her, he let his hands wander her body, touching every curve that she had. When he couldn’t get enough, he pulled at the v of her dress until her breasts sprang over the top. He latched himself onto one of the nipples, sucking and biting.

The pleasure made Aurelia’s knees start to buckle, and a moan escaped her mouth as he switched to the other breast. His spit mixed with the cold air, caused her nipples to harden more.

He came up for air and dove his mouth into hers. She had freedom now, she knew that he wanted this, she could feel it. Feeling his hardened cock beneath his pants with her hand, she dropped them both to start removing the barrier.

She worked his large cock with her hand before she dropped to her knees. She admired its thickness and length. Leaning in, she licked her tongue against the tip. He exhaled and clenched his body, hardening his member further. She put the head in her mouth, and Noxus adjusted, pulling her up from where she was until she was looking in his eyes.

“Absolutely not,” he said as he started walking, pushing her, until they hit a tree.

Aurelia became worried and upset, upset that she had pushed too far, until she saw the look of desire in his eyes.

Noxus pushed closer to her, her breasts still hanging from her dress, now stimulated by the texture of his shirt.

“As much as I’d love to feel your mouth there, my cock won’t be going anywhere except your pussy until your pregnant,” he said gruffly.

She didn’t feel shocked or dismay by his words; she felt longing. Longing for something within her deeper. Her pussy swelled and dripped with excitement. Feeling all of the feminism leaving her body, she knew she was his to do whatever he wanted with her.

He plunged his mouth back into hers as he watched her face. She didn’t retract from his words, instead he saw more want within her eyes.

Aurelia moved her hips to gain friction with his growing cock at her stomach.

Untangling their mouths, he turned her around to face the tree and lowered her head a bit with his hand. He took the bottom of her dress up and flipped it over her hips. The fabric of her underwear made him let out a soft groan as he could see the wetness he had caused.

Moving the thong to the side, he knelt down and started placing kisses and lock licks on her pussy from the clit to her entrance, then back up to the clit. He worked her clit with his tongue, slowly at first and then picking up pace. He stuck to the rhythm that elicited the most moans and quivers. Her moans elicited a growl to escape his mouth, causing Aurelia to orgasm so hard that her legs were shaking, about to give out completely.

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He stood and turned her back to face him, holding her dress up above her hips. He picked her up and put one arm on her back and one on the tree.

She could feel his cock at the entrance of her dripping pussy as she wrapped her legs around him, wanting to seal the distance.

“Fuck,” he moaned as he started to slip in slowly. Each inch filled her with more ecstasy as it slid further in completely to its base. He kept still, allowing her walls to stretch around him.

Slowly, he bounced her up and down. Her head fell back as the pleasure consumed her, causing him to pick up the pace while thrusting his hips, holding onto her for dear life. His breathing picked up, and their eyes met; his eyes were dark.

“You feel so good,” he said with a thrust. “I want to make you come for me again, but I’m trying to be gentle with you. I don’t know if I can hold back.”

She could see the restraint in his eyes and feel it in his thrusts.

She leaned into his ear and whispered, “Fuck me harder, Noxus.”

Her words sent him into a spin. Taking his hand off of the tree, he held onto both sides of her hips as he turned around to rest his back against it.

His hands moved her hips, digging them into her harder and harder with each thrust until her hips were burning in pleasurable pain. Moans from both of them broke through the silence of the forest that surrounded them. The pain escalated her orgasm as she came on his cock, sending him into a frenzy of thrusts before she felt his cock swell and release multiple times inside of her.

Staying in the position for several minutes, they looked into each other’s eyes and tried to catch their breath.

He kissed her passionately once more before letting her off.

She pulled her dress down, realizing how exposed she had been, and saw him watching her. She met his eyes but couldn’t read the look on his face.

“Were you a virgin?” he asked.

She blushed and started walking towards the house. Before she could get far, he caught up to her, grabbed her arm, and turned her to look at him. His face had a look of concern plastered on it.

“Does it matter?” she asked defensively as the feminist within her came back to life.

Her mind immediately went to thinking he wouldn’t see her the same if she weren’t a virgin or if she were tarnished. She wouldn’t stand for that. She was a virgin, but that shouldn’t determine her worth.

“Yes, if I would have known, I wouldn’t have gone so hard.”

She stared at him. He wasn’t upset about her virginity either way; he just wanted to make sure she was comfortable.

“Yes and no,” she said, “I haven’t physically been with a man, but I have used my fingers and toys.”

He grabbed her in his arms and kissed the top of her head. Noxus cursed himself internally for not thinking about this sooner.

“I’ll make it special next time,” he said quietly as he rested his forehead against hers.

“That was special; you showed me what you like.”

Parting from him, she looked up as he kissed her before he said, “I’m happy you’re home.”

The words hit her like a bus. She felt as if this was home, but she had never truly had a home before; she worried that what she was feeling wasn’t true.

Upon returning to the house, Noxus sent her to her room to bathe and started on lunch. As they ate, they again kept their hands entangled. Their eyes kept flittering to each other, trying to read each other’s minds.

Noxus’s heart had been ripped open, and he was rushed with Aurelia. His feelings for her had grown. The fact that she was a virgin made her see her through different eyes. He had expected her to have many partners; the tinge of the blood left over on him was proof that that was not the case. He was pained at the thought of hurting her. He had never wanted to be that aggressive with her, but her words and her sounds had turned him into an ugly monster.

Aurelia felt as if she had found a missing piece of her. Though she was sore, she was also warmed by his lingering touch. The words he had spoken after finding out she was a virgin had made her realize the exact kind of man that he was: a good one, not like the ones in the human world. She couldn’t help the fact that her whole feminist personality had been shattered, trying to allow herself to give everything to him. He was beautiful, and the respect he had shown her added to his beauty.