Alethiro draws a bath, putting in a bit of the oils that his wife loved. He steps in and offers his hand to Arista.
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Alethiro gets up and puts on his robe then hands Arista hers. "Alright, my love. Let's get on with the day."
Alethiro runs his fingers through Arista's hair. "As have I. Let's take a moment to catch our breaths before cleaning up." The elf draws his wife close and holds her against him.
TA: Alethiro gently bites on Arista's lip as he feels the onset of an orgasm begin to grip him. The fleeting thought of having this last longer fades as he grunts and erupts inside of his wife, gripping her buttocks as his stamina fades.
TA: Alethiro lets out a grunt of pleasure as Arista climbs on top of him and slides his shaft inside of her. His hands fondle the aasimar's breasts, teasing her nipples before roaming down her sides. The elf gives his wife's rump a loving squeeze and a playful slap before he rests his hands on the small of her back. Alethiro then raises his hips slightly to increase the contact between them. "You shall have all of me."
TA: An impish smile crosses Alethiro's face as he saunters towards his wife.
TA: Alethiro pulls away slowly as Arista is deep in the throes of ecstasy and finishes undressing. His manhood is quickly aroused by the sight of his wife in her unclothed glory.
Time Alone: Alethiro catches Arista's gaze and quickens his ministrations to take her beyond the edge of her climax. He caresses her rear as he sucks and laps at her juices.
Time Alone: Alethiro puts his hands on Arista's buttocks and slides her forward. He buries his face in her cleft, his tongue caressing her sensitive nub. The elf is attentive to every inch of her wet flower as he works to bring his wife toward ecstasy.
Time Together: After a few more teasing licks, Alethiro stands up and removes his own shirt. He then seizes the waistband of Arista's breeches and pulls them off. The elf goes to his knees and starts kissing the soft flesh of his wife's inner thighs.
Time Together: Alethiro caresses Arista's ample breasts, his thumbs teasing her soft nipples. He begins kissing Arista's neck before moving lower and teasing her with his tongue.
Alethiro leans back to undo the ties of Arista's top.
"Mm, I need you too, my love," Alethiro whispers.
"I know," Alethiro says, leaning in to kiss Arista.
Alethiro sits down beside Arista. "That's life with children, pets and responsibilities. Not your fault."
Alethiro stands up and guides Arista to the bedroom. He pulls her close for a tender kiss before leading her to the bed.
Alethiro takes Arista's hand. "Shall we go to the bedroom then?"
Alethiro sits on the couch in the living room as Arista walks in. "Everything good?"
Alethiro shakes his head slightly, surprised by his wife's sudden amorousness.
Alethiro grins. "Seems like it."
"He took a nap while you were out," Alethiro says. "Once he got up, he told me he'd be going out and he'll be back around dinner."
"Are you making a suggestion?" Alethiro asks.
Alethiro follows Arista into the kitchen. "Did you get a whetstone?"
Alethiro nods. "Good, that's not a whole lot to worry about."
Alethiro walks in from the kitchen. "Welcome back, love. Was everything okay?"
"If you can pick up a whetstone from Halfpocket's, that would help a lot," Alethiro says. "All this woodcutting has been dulling the axe."
"Maybe take Celine with you so she won't be bored and wondering where you are," Alethiro answers.
"I'm sure Marla has been diligent as far as the wedding goes," Alethiro says. "I don't think anyone expected you to handle everything alone."
Alethiro walks into the bedroom. "Are you okay, love?"
Alethiro helps Arista off the couch. "Sure. I love you too."
Alethiro kisses Arista's forehead. "It'll be fine."
Alethiro strokes Arista's hair. "Why don't you take a nap while Celine is asleep?"
"If we could help, I know we would want to," Alethiro says. "There's more than a few capable people here that could go, anyway."
After the teachers and Baron Trepphorn depart, Alethiro starts straightening up the living room. "They seem like they'll really help the children."
Alethiro helps with the dishes. "Anything I can do to help with your guests?"
"I assure you, there are no slavers in Valwick," Alethiro says, sitting down. "Arista would run them off if they ever showed up." He turns to Arista. "It's a bit to explain but elf/human relations aren't good in the rest of the world, so to speak."
Alethiro comes back into the kitchen. "I see you're still as nervous as ever, Marenus."
"Alright," Alethiro says. "I better get washed up. We can catch up later." He heads to the bathroom to clean up.
Alethiro smiles broadly. "About eighty years, give or take. Arista, this is...well, was a friend from back home. We grew up together. What are...well, what brings you here?"
Alethiro follows after Theon, wiping his hands on his breeches. He pauses as he sees the elf seated at the table. "Meranus, is that you?"
Alethiro drifts off with Arista in his arms.
"He'll feel better in time," Alethiro says comfortingly. "Good night, my love."
Alethiro kisses Arista's forehead before getting into bed. "It's only been a couple of days since he came back and...it's been five hundred years for him too."
Alethiro finishes straightening out the covers on the bed. "How's Theon doing?"
Alethiro closes the door quietly. "I understand."
Alethiro goes and unlocks the door for Arista and Celine. "We can call it a night now."
"Feeling alright?" Alethiro asks Arista.
"Of course."
Alethiro smiles. "While we can."
Alethiro nods absently as Asha and Priya bring around food and drinks. The elf's stomach growls as he eyes the exotic food. "I guess I worked up an appetite chopping wood."
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