Holding Alistair's thighs, I walked away and got on my knees in front of him. Alistair frowned, so I got closer.
- What are you doing? What are you doing?
- I don't know, but I want to see how far I can go.
Alistair nodded, then supported his arms around the edge. Smiling, I snapped one leg on each side of him and held on to his shoulders. I went around the shoulders, the arms, until I got to the chest.
- Tell me about those scars. - said by running his fingers over a thin but extensive scar. - Was that sword or dagger made?
- Sword. - he said, swallowing dry and stretching his abdomen. - I was in a hand-to-hand combat and the opposing sword hit me in a moment of distraction.
- That one. - I asked about the scar on your shoulder.
- Dagger. - he answered hesitantly. - It was a body fight, but they hit me with the dagger. That didn't stop me from killing him.
- I can imagine not.
Alistair laughed, but he stopped when I kissed his chin.
- How about that?
- The tip of a sword cut off my chin.
I've been kissing your face. Alistair didn't move. He was leaving me in control of my actions and it made me feel safe, as well as daring.
- Can I touch it? - I whispered.
- I thought you were already doing that. - he answered with a smile. I turned my eyes and he nodded. - Touch where you want, just watch the wound because it bothers you a little bit.
- I know that. - I whispered in his ear.
He closed his eyes grunting and held his breath as I began to lower my fingertips through the center of his chest, reaching into his belly button, until I reached his belly. He bit his lower lip and squeezed his fist hard. Alistair bit his lower lip when I touched his penis. He moaned when I started caressing him. He frowned like he felt pain.
- Did I do something wrong? Tell me if I hurt him.
- No. - He stuttered. - Just keep going.
I smiled at him and started a back and forth movement with both hands, without squeezing him too hard. Alistair started moaning. Every time I speeded him up, he moaned louder, making guttural sounds. Stopping for a moment, I decided to ride him and, holding on to his shoulder, I slid slowly. Alistair opened his eyes surprisingly, but he didn't move. He saw me holding my breath.
- What's up?
- Yeah. - I whispered.
Holding on to his shoulders, I began to move up and down. Alistair slowly. Alistair grabbed the edge tightly and stuck his eyes in mine. We started moaning as I was accelerating my movements. Alistair held my hair pulling me to a kiss.
- God, that's good! - whispered it against my lips.
I knew he couldn't make much effort and in that position, I was the one who made the rules. Alistair kissed me again. With one hand he held my neck and with the other he grabbed my waist tightly, but not enough to make me feel pain. I began to roll around causing a fiction at the same time that I contracted my vagina. Alistair grunted louder and loosened my neck. He bit my lower lip slightly and moaned higher and higher. I kept the movement accelerating more and more. I felt my guts starting to squeeze.
- Damn it! - Alistair said holding my legs and standing up.
- What are you doing? What are you doing? - said when he laid me on my back on the bathroom floor. - Alistair, your points.
- I don't give a damn about my stitches. - he said holding my waist. - You fix it if they open up.
I didn't have time to laugh or disagree because he started stocking. His movements were precise. He leaned over me and pulled my thighs, lifting my legs a little higher. Alistair kissed me at the same time he stole. Her movements became urgent and soon the feeling of tightness took over my body again. Alistair groaned against my lips and when everything became unbearable, we came to the top together. We stood there, hugging each other like we were gonna die.
- What's up? - He asked at one point raising his head.
- Yes. - I answered. - Your wound! He may have opened up.
Moving a little further away, I looked at the cut that didn't even bleed. Alistair smiled at me and nibbled at my chin.
- Looks like you're a pretty good sewer. How about we bathe and come in for a bite to eat? - he suggested.
- That's a great idea! - said smiling.
- Just bathe us this time.
I let out a shy laugh. Alistair kissed my forehead before he got up and helped me up. My back was full of dirt and small stones that I hadn't noticed until Alistair cleaned me up. After we bathe, we get out of the bathroom and back to the castle. Alistair seemed a little more invigorated, but still walked with a little difficulty. The wound should pull the stitched skin affecting its movement with the abdomen.
- Your Highness, I need to talk to you! - said Rose coming up all of a sudden and questioning our way.
We were already in the lobby heading for the stairwell when it caught Alistair's attention. I looked over my shoulder with an angry eye.
- Rose, I thought I told you not to leave the kitchen - I said harsh.
