"He might… and the youngster might even find she likes it," he replied huskily, the very thought of it causing him to grow hard in his trousers. He'd held back with Ria for some time now, not wishing to push his lover before she was ready - he wasn't in this for the physicality of their relationship, Raith had finally come to understand the soppy love stories his mother had told him and his sisters when they had been little. He had despised those stories, believing that such things were beyond his reach, until he had unexpectedly met Alairia. 

He snarled as she moved her leg to directly rub against him, it had been so long he had almost forgotten how good it felt to be touched in this way, and he had to remind himself that this was her first time - she needed this to be slow, and steady. She was his flower, and as corny as it seemed he knew he needed to open her carefully, there was no denying that her maiden would hurt, but he would make this as gentle on her as he physically could. His fingers continued to trace along her thigh, eager to reach their destination but also reluctant to for he knew that anticipation would make this all the better for her as well. 

Reaching beneath the sheer fabric of her dress, Raith gently lifted it over her head, tracing his lips across her collar bone and down her chest to gently kiss her erect nipples. He smiled as he circled one with his tongue, flicking the tip playfully while his finger and thumb gently pinched the other, rubbing against one another in slow circular motions. He sucked gently on Ria's nipple as his hand traced its way down her stomach. He circled across her hip, grasping her buttocks for a moment before he continued his exploration of her beautiful body. He groaned slightly as he felt his way up her silken inner thigh, the very feel of her was enough to drive him wild. Caressing the top of her inner thigh, he kissed Ria gently as he lightly touched her clitoris, smiling at the heat from her groin, dying to feel all of her. 

Alairia bit her bottom lip in response to the deep huskiness that had taken over his voice. She had only heard this tone from him on a few occasions when things between them had almost gotten to where they were now. Each time Ria had been too afraid to move forward with their relationship. Guilt had riddled her each and every time. This time, the elf was not going to allow fear to own her life. She knew there was no need for fear when it involved Raith. He had waited patiently long enough, and so had she. What they were about to do was what she had hoped for. And that it would be with Raith was going to make it all the more special.

Brows lifted as her knee felt the hardness within his trousers. Her grin turned wicked to know that she had already affected him in such a way. A light purr was given in response to his gentle trace of his fingers along her skin. A shiver rippled down her spine at that simple touch. What was she in for if this already made her react in such a way? Alairia was ready to find out.

The decision to pick that particular dress could not have been better than for that day. Alairia shifted to allow the dress to be removed all while reveling in the contact of his lips upon her pale skin. Graceful fingers entangled in his raven black hair to gently massage the back of his head. Her hazel eyes were full of lust as well as love as she watched him carefully administer pleasure filled motions. A slight sharp inhale could be heard right as he placed his lips for the first time upon her breast. It was the first time that she was being touched in such a way without it being from an aggressor.

All thoughts flew out of her head as Raith used his tongue upon her nipple. Another gasp exhaled as he back slightly arched into his administrations. ”Oh gods,” she gasped. Ria felt electricity shooting from where his lips connected with her breast throughout her body. Heat continued to build deep in her lower loins as if begging for attention. Her hands lightly tightened in his hair while he continued to suck upon her nipple. Faintly the woman was aware of his hand making its way to her ass.

Nothing could compare to when he touched her clitoris. Alairia gasped so loudly, it shocked even herself. She had to clench her teeth together in an effort to keep some sort of sense about her. The pleasure was almost too much for the woman to handle. She had never experienced anything like it, and was not fully aware of how to process it. Every nerve in her body was reacting to the ministrations she was receiving. What surprised her the most was the wetness that formed between her legs that seemed to only increase as Raith continued to touch her body in the most effective ways.

A whimper turned to a loud cry out as climax took her body over. Her body was so unused to the contact, that it was not difficult for it to respond to such love. Alairia felt slightly weak, though she still craved more. Now that she was aware of what could come of this, she was becoming quickly addicted to the sensation with her love.

Alairia smiled lazily upon Raith as her hands rested upon his muscled chest. Slowly, she allowed her long fingers to trace along the defined muscles of his chest and then lower. Each line of him was magnificent. Despite all that had happened to her, Alairia knew she was truly blessed that such a man…no, a god would decide to pick her out of all those in existence. Head lifted to crash her lips against his as if to claim the rights to his lips. In a manipulation of bodies, Alairia managed to make her way to be atop the tanned god of Wrath and Heavens to straddle his hips. A light breeze brushed through the field to bring goosebumps over her naked form. Hands flattened on his strong abs to admire the man beneath her. Fingers traveled lower to pull at the waistband of his trousers. Tug after tug the woman was careful to remove the pants in order to toss them along with the rest of their clothing.

Awe was the only way to describe the expression across her features when she finally got to see the true size of her betrothed. She could feel the hunger in her lower abdomen for cock that was strong and waiting. Out of sheer instinct she grabbed the shaft in order to give it the attention it truly deserved. No experience urged her on, and yet it was as if she knew exactly what to do. Repeatedly she stroked the length of him while occasionally rubbing a top of the head for extra stimulation. Hazel eyes flashed upwards to check for a hopefully positive reaction to her own turn for ministrations. Hopefully she was doing this correctly.