* Loria laughs, unfastening another button, opening his shirt halfway down, moving her tongue over one dark nipple.

<Kevil> ::draws in a breath, his hands tightening on her shoulders:: Ah, n'shava... ::he slides one hand down her back to her side, slipping between their bodies to caress her breast::

* Loria grins, arching her back some, pressing her breast more firmly into his hand, sliding her hips against his.

* Kevil sighs, moving his hand to tug at the laces to her shirt.

<Loria> ::laughs:: I'm glad I hadn't gotten into my armor yet... ::she unfastens the last button, pulling his shirt open and tugging the ends out of his pants::

<Kevil> ::laughs and sits up so she can slide the shirt over his shoulders:: I as well, n'shava. ::he kisses her throat as he continues to work on unfastening her shirt, occasionally stopping to brush a nipple with teasing fingers::

* Loria leans down, nibbling along his neck and collarbone, her fingers trailing a line down his chest to his hips.

<Kevil> Ah... ::he shifts slightly under her, then slides the shirt off her shoulder, dropping his head to suckle at her breast, his tongue flickering lightly over her nipple::

* Loria leans back, her nipple hardening at the touch of his mouth, her hands busy at his belt. She groans, running a firm hand over the front panel of his pants before unfastening the buckle of his belt.

* Kevil groans softly, pulling her to him and raising his hand to tease her other nipple.

<Loria> ::shivers:: Oh... Kevil... ::she scoots back, licking a line down his chest, lightly flickering her tongue over the fold just over his hip.::

* Kevil lays back, shivering. "Ah, Loria..."

* Loria slides off his hips, continuing to suckle the skin there, opening his trousers and pushing them off his hips.

* Kevil lifts his hips for her to remove his pants, then wraps his arms around her, rolling her onto her back and kissing her hungrily.

* Loria laughs, wrapping her legs around his hips, pressing herself to him, the fabric of her trousers rough against his skin.

<Kevil> ::laughs and groans simultaneously:: Ah, n'shava... ::his lips seek out her breast again, one hand fumbling for the clasp of her trousers::

<Loria> ::giggles:: Something on your mind, husband?

<Kevil> ::grins and slips one hand under the waistband of her trousers, sliding his fingers along the curve of her hip:: I hope the same thing that is on your mind, wife.

<Loria> ::rocks her hips against him again:: Oh, maybe... ::she kisses him::

<Kevil> ::laughs and slides her pants over her hips, kissing a line down her belly.::

<Loria> ::shivers, running her hands through his hair::

* Kevil slides his hand down over her hip and thigh, his mouth hungrily seeking her clit.

* Loria gasps, squirming under him, her hands tightening in his hair. "Oh, Kevil-lin..."

<Kevil> ::His tongue strokes her node as he suckles, his hand sliding up her side to cup her breast::

* Loria writhes under him, mewling with need.

* Kevil works her slowly at first, gradually increasing speed and pressure, groaning with desire.

* Loria whimpers, then cries out, small muscles in her thighs jumping as she climaxes, her voice raising in a trill of passion.

* Kevil groans. "Ah, Loria, I love you..." He rolls them over again, pulling her on top of him, panting with desire.

* Loria sighs softly, her dark blue eyes full of love and passion as she raises up to impale herself on his cock.

* Kevil gasps, his hips rising to meet her, his hands reaching for her breasts and his eyes locking on hers.

* Loria groans, bracing her hands on the wall above him, thrusting herself down onto him.

<Kevil> ::meeting her thrusts:: L-lori, oh, Bright Lady, Lori, I lo-ove you...

* Loria holds one hand braced against the wall, reaching down with the other to touch his face lightly, her steady rhythm never faltering. "I love you, Kevil..."

* Kevil throws his head back, crying out with his climax, lifting his hips off the bed as he arches and shudders.

* Loria collapses onto him, tucking her head against his neck.

<Kevil> ::wraps his arms around her tightly, panting:: Ah, n'shava...

<Loria> ::kisses his neck, just under his ear:: Dih shavalin, Kevil.

<Kevil> ::stroking her hair:: Dih shavalin, Loria. ::he kisses the top of her head::

* Loria groans, rolling off him and snuggling against his side. "We shouldn't lay here very long. But a few minutes would be all right."

<Kevil> ::chuckles, holding her close:: Just a few minutes. ::he smiles at her:: And then we must pack our mess, d'va?

<Loria> ::sniffs:: *Your* mess.

<Kevil> ::laughs and points:: Your clothes, there. Your bath towel. Your blankets that you stole and then dropped on the floor, hmm?

<Loria> ::giggles:: If I stole it, it was yours to start with, no?

<Kevil> ::grins:: *Our* mess... ::he strokes her face gently:: Mine and my wife's... ::he catches his breath and kisses her:: Bright Lady, I love you.

<Loria> ::snuggles up against him:: I love you, husband... ::she kisses his nose::