A Lovely Night In At The Hawke Estate (Patreon)

Now this one's pretty self explanatory too. I'm also realizing now it forms a nice little contrast to the story I'll be releasing later on today. Fans of futa will definitely have a lot to enjoy in both! At least I hope so lol

A shy little giggle filled the bedroom as Merrill looked away from the tall, muscular beauty slowly undressing before her. No matter how many times she saw Hawke naked or how many times the made love nothing could stop the young apostate's face from turning a brilliant shade of crimson every single time the pair were together. So instead of even trying she just wiggled her way onto the bad and bit her lower lip as piece by piece the love of her life removed the armor she'd been wearing to reveal every gorgeous inch of her toned body. By contrast her own lithe, already naked frame seemed downright tiny and it was a feeling she'd come to bask in over the years they'd spent together. Especially when her lover finally removed the smallclothes hiding her beautifully long, almost frighteningly thick member from view. It sprang into the air the very instant she pulled down her undergarments and in spite of how embarrassed she still felt upon seeing such a thing Merrill couldn't help but stare at Hawke's madly pulsing shaft as precum leaked from the tip and her thick, weighty balls visibly tensed between her taut thighs.

Once upon a time she'd balked at the impossible notion of such a monster fitting inside her body, of even the swollen tip actually entering her sex or indeed anywhere else such a thing might enter. Though she no longer worried it would split her in half as her love joined her on the bed and their lips touched a small part of Merrill's more neurotic mind couldn't help but wonder how such a beast could actually go inside her for any length of time. Like so many other things it was a thought she always seemed to have in the first moments of their wonderful dalliances and as was always the case it didn't last anywhere near long enough to be a problem. Hawke's lips were just too soft and her tongue were just too warm to let herself be distracted by anything else. Her arms wrapped around her lover's broad shoulders, hungrily pulling her deeper into their embrace as their bodies touched and arousal washed over her like a cresting wave. She felt her partner's hands caress her cheek, faintly tracing the edges of the Vallaslin tattooed across her face. A moment later her small, heaving breasts were smothered beneath the much larger, much more bountiful curves her companion possessed. Shivers coursed through her body as more and more of them connected, their kiss deepening until she was all but lost in it and her limbs trembling until she could scarcely wrap them around the woman above her. Yet no matter how much her legs might've trembled she still managed to wrap them around Hawke's waist before long. There really wasn't any way she could stop herself. Just as there was no earthly impediment that could keep Merrill from hugging her tight the very instant she felt the heat of her cock and the warmth of her arousal as it smeared across the downy thicket of curly black hairs surrounding her womanhood.

Even something as simple as feeling her length brush against her body, basking in the heat of it and knowing what would happen next, sent chills to the very tips of her fingers and toes. Her nails dragged long, red lines across her lover's back as her breath caught in her throat and she pulled away from their lingering kiss to whisper a quiet encouragement, “I want you . . .” She murmured, “I want you . . . inside of me . . . I-I can't wait . . .”

Keenly aware of how difficult it was for her partner to say such a thing aloud and incredibly aroused by her ability to speak her mind Hawke gave a quick nod. Her hips shifted backwards and the head of her eagerly twitching length came to rest against her lover's trembling sex. “I love you . . .”

“I love you!”

With those words hanging in the air and both of them awash in the joy they brought she gently thrusted forward, her movements as tender and restrained as could be. Merrill sucked in a sharp, ragged breath as she felt her lover's body shift and she buried her face in Hawke's neck as her outermost folds opened like the petals of a flower. Though she felt no pain and certainly no discomfort the sheer size of her partner's shaft never failed to leave her just a little bit intimidated and apprehensive. At least in the first few moments as her tip slid inside and she felt her inner walls stretch around her always massive feeling head. Warmth trickled out of her sex like water from a spring and her back arched in a sudden curve almost immediately and she'd barely taken a fifth of what her love had to offer. Breathy whimpers spilled from her lips as often as drew breath while the rest of her body squirmed and shivered with increasing ferocity. Already wrapped as tightly as could be around her companion she was left with little else to do but moan and hold on for dear life as inch by inch Hawke pushed her entire length inside Merrill's pussy. Though it hardly took more than a few seconds to see them fully joined and her hips resting snugly against her body it felt like an eternity for both women. More than once the timid, sexually inexperienced Elf gasping against the bed wondered how much could possibly be left. But not once was she ever disappointed to feel yet another centimeter of thick, powerfully throbbing cock sliding into the depths of her body. How could she be when ever centimeter meant a little more of the woman she loved inside her? When it brought them that much closer and sent just a little more pleasure cascading through her already overwhelmed senses?

Though considerably more experienced in sex Hawke was no less overwhelmed by her companion despite that fact. She'd never loved anyone as deeply as she loved Merrill and the intimacy of that passion, not to mention the knowledge that it was unabashedly reciprocated, added so much to even the most simple acts. Just that first thrust alone was enough to leave her holding on tight to the woman she loved so dearly. On at least one occasion she had to actively stop herself from completely smothering her far larger companion beneath her as her arms closed around her slender frame and her body pressed down atop her with more and more insistence. Coaxed as much by their bodies as the emotions swirling through her she simply couldn't get enough of the soft yet almost uncomfortably tight confines of her lover's sex. Her inner walls gripped her like nothing she'd ever felt even after all the time they'd spent together and the deeper she pushed the more incredible the sensation was. Of all the many challenging things she'd done in her life none were more tempting nor more difficult to resist than the urge to suddenly lurch backwards and start thrusting with absolute abandon. To let instinct completely take over and pound away until one or both of them broke. It was a instinct she'd had to overcome many times after she and Merrill started making love and it was one she'd likely have to continue suppressing for a long time afterwards. And if she ever had any qualms or frustrations about that fact they vanished the very instant she felt her tip brush against the entrance to her lover's womb and both of them pulled away simultaneously to look at each other. As their eyes met and smiles lit up their faces it was impossible to feel anything but joy. Hawke brushed a few errant strands of hair from her lover's face and Merrill softly licked her lips as she gathered what little of herself she could.

A couple heartbeats later they were kissing once more, a flurry of passion and desire sending their lips and tongues reuniting before either of them could think clearly. Their sudden, perfect embrace wouldn't end for quite a long time. Indeed not until one of them couldn't bear to hold it a moment longer. Before that moment arrived they simply lost themselves in one another and in the tenderness of the moment as Hawke slowly pulled back at the same gentle pace she'd thrusted forward. Inch by inch her cock slid free and a sticky puddle of arousal formed across the sheets formed beneath them. Squirming and trembling harder than ever Merrill basked in the exhilarating feeling of her lover withdrawing, of how hard her shaft pulsed and how amazing it felt straining against her inner walls. When she paused for just a moment to steady herself and widen her stance a rush of adrenaline coursed through both of their bodies as she none too coincidentally stopped with her tip pressed firm against one of the most sensitive places within her sex. When she resumed pulled back the sudden loss off pressure against her most intimate place was almost like a relief. At least until she felt it once more a second later when she reversed her course and send her length gliding back inside well before it'd fully retreated. A long and throaty moan rose up from the depths of her body as she felt her tip press down against her cervix.

It was a sensation that sent a bolt of arousal lancing through her and one she couldn't help begging for more of even as much of her body recoiled at the sudden barrage of excitement. Hawke was nothing if not a caring lover and she didn't hold herself against the entrance to her partner's womb for too long, just long enough to leave her breathless and squirming. Once more her retreat was almost like a breath of fresh air after nearly drowning beneath the rising tide of pleasure but it wasn't a respite she had long to enjoy. Once more hesitating during her retreat but lacking in the same excuse as before she did away with all pretense and simply rolled her hips in small, gentle motions instead. Merrill's grip around her lover's shoulders tightened even more than usual as her most sensitive place was teased far more than she could've expected. Although each individual motion might not have been overwhelming the shee amount of small, rhythmic thrusts arriving back to back very much was. Feeling her companion's throbbing shaft against such a delicate place, twitching and straining with unrepentant desire, would've been enough to make her squeal all by itself. But feeling it rub back and forth in such an incredible burst of movement was entirely too much for her to handle. Digging her nails deep into her partner's skin she very nearly stopped kissing her entirely as the pleasure of her efforts built up to near unbearable heights. Yet before she could do anything quite so drastic Hawke stopped driving her wild for just a moment or two. Just long enough to let her catch her breath and experience the tender joy of her length gradually retreated. And when she reversed course yet again to send her cock back inside her depths she didn't stop until her tip was pressing against her trembling cervix once more.

But if Merrill thought she was about to have a break from the ebb and flow of pleasure crashing down upon her she was sorely mistaken. Instead of pulling back to tease her sensitive spot once more Hawke did something perhaps even better by pushing down against her entrance and thrusting with the same small but forceful movements that'd worked so well before. In the blink of an eye all the air rushed out of her partner's lungs in a single frantic whimper and only scraps would manage to find their way back inside for what must have been hours on end. Over and over and over again she pushed against the deepest part of her sex, never quite letting up but never quite going overboard. Walking the line as skillfully as she could she didn't pull back for much, much longer than before. So long in fact her increasingly overcme lover wondered if she might ever pull back. It was impossible to say and even more impossible to say if that's what she actually wanted. Part of her was screaming for release with every second but what form that release came in she honestly didn't care. Whether it meant Hawke finally pulling back or the tidal wave of pleasure rising up within her finally cresting all she wanted was some kind of end to the madness. As more and more of her body trembled with uncontrollable desire and beads of sweat rolled down her alabaster skin Merrill was well and truly drowning her lust. It took nearly a full minute for her head to finally disappear beneath the surface and another few, tantalizing seconds before everything finally came crashing down.

“Hawke!”

Her voice was a beautifully strangled cry of sheer pleasure. Her eyes were completely glazed over as she stare dup at the woman responsible for her bliss. An instant later they vanished into the back of her head while her whole body tightened like a drawn bow. Her love continued to thrust against her sensitive entrance for a more seconds and soon enough she tipped right over the edge into pure, mindless bliss. Warm exploded out of her sex in a sudden, messy fountain while every single muscle within and without her body convulsed. She cried out it in an almost pained cacophony as goosebumps spread across her flesh and waves of pleasure crashed down upon her one after another. In an uncontrollable frenzy her inner walls clamped down harder than ever around the cock still buried inside of her and despite how badly she wanted to start thrusting Hawke once again resisted the urge. Very much aware of what her partner needed and what she wanted she held Merrill close and softly kissed all along her neck and face was she trembled. Once or twice her hips pushed down just a little bit in the face of her convulsions but such moments of weakness never lasted for long. Her one and only priority was to holding on to the woman she loved and making her feel as safe as possible while she descended into a beautiful sort of madness for nearly a minute straight. And while her mewling, shuddering lover had little conscious awareness of what was going on she nonetheless appreciated the strong, reassuring warmth of her parnter's body. Of her firm muscles and unyielding presence as she soaked them both in her arousal and filled the entire estate with the sounds of her rampant pleasure. Even after the fiercest of her tremors began to subside and she sank down against the soiled sheets in a heap shudders and spasms continued to course through her for much, much longer. But through it all Hawke remained at her side, a beautiful reminder of the love they shared and a perfect companion to share it with.

“Did I finish too fast?” She eventually asked.

Laughing as she caressed Merrill's face and shook her head Hawke replied, “That's no possible.”

“But you're still not done?”

“No.”

“Okay . . .”

“Okay?”

Breath in and out and steeling herself as much as she could the beautiful Elven apostate beneath her said, “Then we can keep going!”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes!” She nodded and flashed a nervous but sincere smile. “I-I want to feel you . . . to feel you finish inside me again . . .”

Her cock swelled at those words and a little shudder ran down her spine, “I can do that.” She said in a breathy whisper. “I love you Merrill.”

“I love you Hawke.”