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„You’re such a fucking bad liar.“
The farmer swallowed hard.
She had stopped dead in her tracks and didn’t dare to turn around. She’d been so close. Her hand had already been reaching for the doorknob to her small farmhouse, just two more seconds and he wouldn’t have caught her.
She sighted as she weighted her options, but there weren’t many. So she decided to take the offensive.
„Well, technically, March,“ she began as she turned around and faced him with the sweetest smile she could muster „I didn’t lie. Its not my fault you didn’t ask any follow-up questions.“
As her eyes locked with his her smile froze.
Oh he was angry angry.
March towered over her, at least one foot taller than her, the porch light illuminating him ominously. His dark brown eyes had a dangerous glow to them. Also he was standing way closer than she had anticipated, merely inches separating them.
He stood even close enough that his scent started to fill her nostrils: the earthy smell of the fumes of the forge mixed with his sweat. The smell should’ve repelled her but it had something deeply primal about it that made her skin tingle.
„You can use my forge! Ok! Fucking fine!“ He snapped „But at least be honest about what you’re doing, for Gods sake!“
„But I was honest“ she said with a nervous smile. Oh God how was she going to get out of this one?
„You said you made the armor for the museum!“
„Well yeah, and that’s technically true! I needed the armor to go deeper into the mines and then discover more stuff for the museum!“
„And why didn’t you just say that instead?!“ He was practically fuming at this point.
„Because I knew,“ she made an effort to bring her voice back to a more appropriate level „that you wouldn’t like the idea of me exploring the lower levels of the mine.“
„And since when do you know me so well?“ his voice got dangerously calm.
She chuckled nervously. „Is that not so?“
He crossed his arms and fixated his gaze elsewhere, obviously trying hard to not explode.
A few seconds passed and he seemed to have collected himself again.
„If I knew there was no convincing you otherwise I could’ve helped you with your armor. I have better materials. More skill. I would’ve produced something way more protective than this.“ He pointed his chin at the beat-up copper helmet she had just returned with from the mines. „You could’ve just asked.“
She sighted. She really didn’t have the nerves for this right now. She had exited the mines pretty late again, the moon was already standing high in the sky and she desperately needed to empty her heavy backpack.
„So let me get this straight. Instead of asking any more questions about my armor you instead ambush me on my own front door to see if you were right?“
„Well, was I?“
Feeling called out she threw her heavy backpack and the helmet down next to her. Then she crossed her arms and raised his chin challengingly at him. Who the hell does he think he is?
„I doubt that you would’ve helped me, even if I had asked!“ She fired back at him „Even if I would have said Please. A word, by the way, you should really incorporate into your vocabulary! You would’ve just made some snidey remark and left me to my own devices.“
„Why the fuck do you always think that you know what’s going on in my head!“
He punched the doorframe next to her head.
Not hard enough to frighten her, but with enough force to get his point across.
What should’ve intimidated her seemed to have the opposite effect, as she felt a hot feeling rushing over her body. His biceps, now in full view thanks to his sleeveless shirt, was glistening with sweat. Oh he had biceps for days. Built like bricks from his daily work in the forge.
She prayed that he didn’t notice her eyes momentarily straying to his arm and back but he probably did. Of course he did.
His arm stayed next to her head and his gaze had gotten so intense that she averted her eyes. She really needed a moment to catch her breath. She desperately needed to cool down. Before she said something stupid. Something she wouldn’t be able to take back.
This fight had just been one of many they had been having over the last few month since she moved to Mistria. She loved this town and by now would do everything for the villagers in it. Except for him. He had been a pain in her ass since day one.
She didn’t know what it was about him, but they collided every time they crossed paths. She hated him by now with a passion, and she knew he felt the same.
His glare followed her every time she had to pass his forge and she’d give him the finger in return every time she caught him staring.
There was just this almost fateful bond between them that was forcing them to cross paths time and time again, only to end up being at each others throat each time.
But she had to admit every time they argued like this, it… ignited something in her. She couldn’t help but feel the need to stir him up even more every time they argued, just to have him look at her with those dangerously angry eyes of his. Then his eyes would almost… devour her. Maybe she should talk with her doctor about this.
„Look,“ she said „nothing happened, my head is still firmly attached to my shoulders as you can see. Will you calm down if I promise to ask for your help next time?“
„This is calm.“ he said, obviously not calm at all. „And I don’t trust your promises. Was it worth it risking your life down there?“
She would’ve answered with an enthusiastic Hell yeah! and showed him all the cool shit she found this time, but she knew the question had been rhetoric.
„I mean, I like going down there. Even if it’s dangerous. I’m just adventurous like that.“ she answered instead.
„And if you would’ve gotten hurt?“ he hissed. She raised her eyebrows in response and now it was his time to avert his gaze from her, and she saw a blush creeping across his cheeks. „Probably would’ve blamed it on me.“ he muttered.
„For a second there I almost thought you cared about me.“
Maybe she should’ve tried to keep her mouth shut for once, she thought. Because as soon as she finished the sentence his glowing eyes darted back to her.
„You never fucking shut up, do you.“
It wasn’t a question but more a statement.
And she didn’t know what part of her brain had activated as she held his gaze and responded with a whispered
„Then how about you make me.“
Her mouth went dry immediately after she said those words and he probably heard her swallowing hard. She didn’t know where this boldness had came from.
The tension between them was as thick as a blanket by now, neither of them moving an inch as they regarded each other. Only now she noticed how the gap that was separating them had narrowed down even more during their argument and that she‘d be touching him if she moved just an inch. Maybe she wanted that to happen. A small shiver ran down her spine.
Every conversation they had since she moved to Mistria has had this strange tension to it. And this tension seemed to have only grown more during their last few arguments. But now it felt like it had reached a climax, and something was bound to happen. She knew he felt it too. Something that would make them hate each other even more, or…
She didn’t even dare to let her thoughts slip into exploring the second option.
He was the first one to move. Her mouth parted in surprise as she felt his free hand slowly closing around her neck.
„You know what? Maybe I will.“
He applied a soft pressure on her neck, not enough to choke her but enough to give her a taste of what he was capable of.
It was like someone had pooled liquid fire into her stomach. And in that moment she was finally able to admit something she had been trying to avoid since she had fist laid eyes on him.
She wanted him.
She wanted him bad.
She wanted him as much as she hated him. And she prayed to every God and Higher Being out there right now that he wanted her too.
But it seemed like her prayers had already been answered as his gaze slowly wandered down to her lips.
Time seemed to have frozen as they stayed in that position for a few seconds which felt to her more like hours.
She quickly grew impatient and decided to not wait til he had made up his mind wether to choke her to death or kiss her so she made that decision for him. With the slightest movement she was able to close in the small gap that was still separating them and placed her mouth on his.
For a frightening second she thought she might have completely misinterpreted his intentions. But it seemed like he just needed that second to get over his surprise. He returned her kiss with a force that took her breath away. Soon his hand was all tangled up in her hair and his body pressed tightly against her, both their tongues fighting for dominance. Her thoughts were racing with the question of wether or not this was a good idea but then his hand slipped beneath her shirt and his cold hand on her warm skin made her brain shut up.
She didn’t know for how long they were making out on her front door, and just when she had to break the kiss to gasp for air he moved his lips to her neck and began to suck on a sensitive spot. She couldn’t help but let a soft moan escape her lips.
She knew if she wanted to stop this, whatever this was or was turning into, she had to do it now. But the thing was: she didn’t want to. And neither did he. The desire and want in his kiss was clear as day. And so was another need of his that she felt long and hard pressed up against her.
Who was she kidding, she needed him so badly that she was ready for him to take her then and there on her front porch.
Once he had placed a mark on her neck that satisfied him March faced her again.
„I think this was the longest time I’ve ever heard you shut the fuck up.“ He said with a smug expression.
„I also enjoyed the peace and quiet of not having to talk to you for once.“ she bit back.
He moved his hand to the back of her head and grabbed a fistful of her hair, then pulled her head back, forcing her to look up at him.
„Good thing there are better things to do then talk.“ he growled and placed another forceful kiss on her lips.
She couldn’t agree more. With one hand she blindly reached behind her back for the doorknob. But the awkward position of her arm prevented her from turning it. Thankfully March understood and reached over to fling the door open.
Without breaking the kiss he moved his hands to her tights and motioned for her to jump up and wrap her legs around him. She happily obliged and he carried her inside, slamming the door shut behind him.
The full moon was shining through her windows and illuminated the inside of her small cottage just barely enough to see.
With a few long strides he crossed the room and threw her down at the edge of her bed.
„Oh I‘ll make you shut up alright.“ he hissed and the sight of him unbuckling his belt was enough for her to know she was already dripping wet.
After getting rid of his pants he pulled his shirt over his head, revealing the rest of his well toned upper body.
She knew that her staring would only feed his pride, making his unbearable ego even bigger, but she just couldn’t help herself.
Then her gaze wandered back down to his boxer briefs and she licked her lips in anticipation. His member was already showing through his boxers and she couldn’t wait for him to reveal his size.
„Now, “ March said, „I want you to get on your knees.“
Oh no, she though, I won’t make it that easy for you.
She threw her head back and let out a dry laugh.
„Show me what you have to offer first, before I decide if I will obey your orders.“ She leaned back on her arms and crossed her legs. „I want to see if you’re all talk.“
He rolled his eyes at that but his smug expression barely wavered. He gestured towards his groin and said „Please, you’re free to judge if I‘m worth your while.“
Excited by the challenge she sat back up and positioned herself at the edge of the bed. Hungrily she grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down ever so slowly. Her eyes grew large as she revealed more and more of his cock until it finally sprung free once she pulled the boxers down mid-thigh.
God fucking damn it.
She angrily acknowledged that he had all the reason to be his proud asshole-self. His penis was way above average, not painfully big but big enough to fill her up just right.
She swallowed down the salvia that had formed in her mouth.
„Satisfied with what i’m offering?“ March said with his usual arrogant expression, being fully aware that he brought more than enough to the table.
„Then get down on your fucking knees. Now.“
This time she happily obeyed, the anticipation had turned her legs into goo anyways.
She needed to kneel upright to be on eye level with his member.
„And now be a good girl and wrap those pretty lips around my cock.“ his voice sounded deep with desire. „Put that fucking mouth to good use for once.“
He didn’t need to ask her twice. With one hand she grabbed the front of his shaft, noticing with satisfaction how her hand wasn’t able to fully reach around it, and looked up at him. She wanted him to look her in the eyes while she took him in. She wanted him to fully be aware who he was fucking right now. His sworn enemy. The person he had hated the most in this town, since the first day she set her foot in his shop.
She opened her mouth and took his tip in, enjoying the salty taste of the drop of precum that had already formed there.
With satisfaction she watched as his eyes narrowed with pleasure and a quiet curse escaped his lips. With her tongue she grazed the sensitive spot right below the bottom side of his tip, showing off that she was no stranger to a good service.
„God.“ he mumbled „You look so fucking good with your lips wrapped around my cock like that.“
His hand reached to the back of her head and gently nudged her forward, showing his need for her to take him in deeper.
But she didn’t want to give him the satisfaction just yet. Even though she was the one kneeling before him she still wanted to show that she had the upper hand right now.
She then grabbed his shaft with both her hands and continued to work his tip, up and down, moving her tongue and sucking on all the right places. He tried again to gently nudge her head to take him in deeper, but she wanted him to ask for it. She looked back up at him expectantly, fully aware that he knew what she was asking for.
A sound of disapproval rolled out his throat and he was already breathing heavily but she could also see that his need was stronger.
„Fuck. I need you to… take it all in.“
She considered for a short moment if she should make him beg for it. But she knew his pride and that he would rather not continue than to ever utter the word Please.
She took one last deep breath and took his member in as far as she could. She managed to get about halfway before she would start choking. But that seemed to satisfy him enough. He muttered another filthy curse word and used the hand that was already at the back of her head to grab her hair. She didn’t mind, as a matter of fact he was playing exactly into her kink.
She gave him the pleasure he was looking for and proudly showed off her skills, being satisfied with the sounds of his moans that began to fill the room. After he gave her a short break to catch her breath he became more daring and forcefully shoved her head down his shaft, forcing her to take him in even more. It took all her self-control to stop herself from choking as the tip of cock slammed against the deep end of her throat. After he pulled her back and didn’t immediately force his penis down her throat again she looked up at him. His gaze caught hers and his eyes seemed to gently ask Was that too much? But she only smiled in response letting him know that this was right up her ally.
„He’s a big softie.“ The thing Adeline had said to her about March the first time they met suddenly crossed her mind.
But there was nothing soft about the things they were doing right now. After getting her approval he continued to fuck her head, even herself being surprised at how far she could take him in. After a last few thrusts he stopped nudging her head and the grip on her hair loosened.
But she continued to suck anyways, once using her bottom teeth to ever so softly graze the base of his Penis, knowing it would create the perfect mix of pleasure and pain.
„You need to.. stop…“
He was breathing heavily. She knew she had brought him to the edge and he was trying with all his might not to come in her mouth right now. The situation delighted her.
She didn’t think about stopping sucking just yet, just once she wanted to hear that word out of his mouth - please.
But he didn’t even think about giving her the satisfaction, instead the grip on her hair tightened again and when her mouth was closer to his tip he forcefully pulled her mouth off his cock by yanking her hair, making her cry out in anger.
His eyes were completely glossed over as he looked down at her and only after he caught his breath he angrily muttered his next order: „Get up.“
Still pulling her hair he motioned for her to stand up and she obliged. Her own need had grown stronger and she felt an aching want between her legs. She needed him to fill her up badly. She quickly threw off the clothing she was still wearing, noticing how his eyes hungrily admired every cure of her body as she stripped naked for him.
After her underwear hit the floor he roughly shoved her onto the bed again. She quickly moved aside to make room for him on her single-sized bed. She enjoyed the sight of his flushed face as he followed her and now towered over her.
„I want you to turn around.“
Excitement filled her as she rolled onto her stomach and shifted her weight onto her arms and legs, raising her ass in anticipation.
She felt his warmth es he towered over her back. His hand began moving ever so slowly over her back, to her stomach, making his way all the way down to the sweet spot between her tights.
„Fuck,“ he muttered „you‘re already so fucking wet for me.“
As if to test her he first dipped one, the two fingers inside her. A quiet whimper escaped her as he moved his fingers in and out of her, barely giving her enough to fill the ache that had built up inside her.
She needed his cock inside her. And she needed it now.
„M- March.“ She muttered, hoping he would know what she was asking for.
„Yeah?“ she didn’t need to see his face to know he was smirking. He knew exactly what she wanted. But this time he wanted her to ask for it.
„Just- just fuck me already.“ she panted, her insides clenching down on his fingers to show him her need.
He playfully clicked his tongue at that.
„I didn’t hear the magic word.“
He now added his thumb to massage her clit and she took a sharp breath as a new pleasure swept across her.
She couldn’t believe it. He was the one she wanted to hear beg for it.
But by now she needed him so badly that she was willing to do anything.
„Please“ she whispered desperately „Please, March, fuck me.“
She whimpered as he pulled his fingers out of her warmth, but felt the mattress moving as he finally positioned himself behind her.
She saw his strong hand grabbing onto the wooden headboard above her and felt the the heat of his member close to her entrance.
„Spread those legs some more for me.“ He whispered into her ear as he leaned down towards her.
She eagerly obliged and lifted up her ass some more, moving her entrance right onto his tip.
He clicked his tongue again.
„So fucking impatient today, are we?“
He rubbed the tip of his penis between her folds, barely grazing her entrance, teasing her.
She felt the need to cry out in frustration but just at that he thrust his cock into her with one forceful motion.
It took her breath away for a second. At once where there had been an ache she was filled up to the brim, his member being buried deep inside her up to the shaft.
She was only able to whimper as she adjusted around him, finding no words for the pleasure that came over her once her need was met.
She felt his Penis too twitching inside her as he was probably mustering up the self-control to not come then and there.
„Fuck.“ he moaned. „Fuck. Your so fucking tight.“
He slowly pulled back out, making her whimper as the delicious fullness left for an empty feeling between her legs. But only a second later he thrust into her again. This time he needed less time to gather himself and the next thrust followed sooner than before. Soon he was ramming his cock into her in a steady rhythm, making them both moan in pleasure.
„You take my cock so good.“ he moaned into her ear between thrusts „Like a good fucking girl.“
The praises only heightened her pleasure, but she needed more.
„Choke me.“ she whispered, hoping he would hear her over the wet noises of sex and the creaking of her worn-out wooden bed frame.
„Please.“ she added, just for good measure.
One hand still grabbing the headboard above her, she felt his other hand slowly closing around her neck.
„You don’t need to ask me that twice.“ he panted and slowly increased the pressure at the sides of her neck.
His thrusts became even faster has he fucked her into the sheets, the pressure on her neck making her see stars dancing in front of her eyes. She quickly felt the pleasure building up, and knew she was just a few inches away from being sent over the edge.
Her breath increased and her moans turned more primal, but just as she was about to come he pulled out, robbing her of the much needed release she was aching for.
She cried out in anger and turned around to face him.
But he already moved on to laying in his back.
„Get on top.“ he said.
She glared at him angrily.
„I want to see your pretty fucking face when you come.“ he said and crossed his arms behind his head.
She was so close to just getting up and leave. But they were in her house. And she didn’t have enough of his cock yet.
„You just want to see me work for it.“ she spat at him, but her gaze wandered from his face back to his cock, still standing tall and proud. An invite she couldn’t decline.
To hell with her pride. She desperately needed to be filled up again.
So she reluctantly climbed on top of him, aligning his penis with her entrance and then slowly settling down, inch by inch slowly taking her time to fully take him in.
In this position not only was he able to fully see her, but she also had a good view of him. And now she also saw the benefits as she could watch is face being taken over by pleasure once she began moving her hips ever so slowly.
He began to moan again as she took up speed and he threw his head back, one of his huge hands was now clenching the bedsheets and the other was gripping the headboard again, seemingly holding on for dear life.
His cheeks were a deep red that almost matched hie hair, and seeing him in such a state of undone brought her even more pleasure than before. The knowledge that it was her that put him into this stage only fueled her more and she began to ride him hard, making the bed frame squeak even more.
She cursed as his dick began to hit just the right spot inside her as she moved with just the right angle. March‘s moans slowly turned into whimpers and she knew that he wouldn’t be able last much longer too.
She was getting close to the edge. He could tell and gripped her by the hips, increasing her speed as a quiet „Fuck“ left his lips.
His eyes locked with hers as he said „Fucking come for me.“, this time sounding more than a plea than an order.
Her breathing increased as he helped her increase the speed once more and she closed her eyes and threw her head back as the feeling of pleasure was more than she could take. She came hard as she was riding him, some ungodly curse leaving her mouth as she saw stars dancing in front of her closed eyes. Normally she would have been embarrassed to have him see her this way, all undone. But she was too caught up in the moment to feel any shame about how she looked while she came, and she still felt his eyes fixated on her as the pleasure crashed over her in waves. He helped her ride it out as her strength slowly left her, his grip on her hips still strong.
„Good girl.“ he said with a smirk once she opened her eyes again to look down at him.
Then he grabbed the small of her back with one arm, quickly turning them around as he laid her down on her back, him still inside her.
He towered over her as he slowly lifted one of her legs, kissed her calf and then placed the leg over his shoulder. He repeated the same with her other leg. Positioned like that, he slowly pulled his cock out until only the tip was still inside, and then with one swift motion he slammed it back inside. A cry left her lips as she felt him getting even deeper than before, if that was even possible. Her reaction seemed to satisfy him as he repeated the motion once more, and then again, until she was crying out of pleasure every time he rammed it back in. He then leaned down, her legs still stretched above his shoulders and placed sloppy kisses over her neck as he increased his speed. Her cries had turned into soft whimpers and she felt a tear running the side of her face as he kept sucking at her neck, probably leaving marks for the whole town to see tomorrow. His lips wandered to her ear and she heard him breathe heavily as he growled „Say my fucking name.“
His thrusts became more aggressive, barely giving her a moment to catch her breath to fulfill his command.
„Say who is making you come…like a good little girl.“
„Fuck“ she cursed as he bit down on her shoulder, just hard enough to have the pain mix with pleasure just right. „M..March!“ she finally cried out as he gripped her shoulders from behind to thrust even harder, having her completely folded over now.
His groans filled the room as he got closer to his climax.
He cursed as he came, moaning loudly with each thrust, and she felt his warm seed being spilled deep inside her. His moans then slowly turned into whimpers until he was fully spent. She felt his penis twitching inside as his movements finally stopped and they both just breathed heavily. She was able to get her legs off his shoulders right before he collapsed onto her.
They both just laid there on her bed, both trying to catch their breath. When he readjusted his body to not crush her with his weight his cock finally slipped out of her and they both sighted simultaneously.
She closed her eyes in exhaustion. In a few minutes it would dawn on her what had just happened, but right now she was fully content with just laying there, her hand absently stroking over March‘s hair.
What now? What were they now after this night?
Slowly March started moving, he shifted his weight again and propped himself up on his arms, looking down at her in silence. She opened her eyes again and he held her gaze for a long time, the same questions she had probably also crossing his mind.
He sighted and without another word he rolled himself onto his back and pulled her to his chest.
It seemed like they had mutually agreed to make this tomorrows problem. Tonight they
would just be happy and content.
———
She woke up before him -of course she did, she was first and foremost a farmer- as the first rays of the rising sun crept over her window frame.
She was still lying in March‘s arms. His head was angled towards her, his red hair an unkempt mess.
She took in his sleeping face. It was almost like this was an entirely different person, as this peaceful expression was just so much unlike him. She caught herself smiling at him. Maybe there was more to him than this grumpy, broody exterior that he had always going on?
One had to wonder. She let her thoughts wander to the night before. The sex had been good. Not just good but amazing. So good that she could imagine herself doing it with him ever night from now on. But she knew that was hardly an option. What would that make of them? Wouldn’t that mean to be in a relationship with him? She sighted. She had no idea if that was even possible. Yeah they’ve had sex, and yeah, it was amazing and they’ll probably do it again, but that’s not a good fundament for a relationship. Could there be more?
She tried to look inside herself to see what she was feeling for him. Right now, while he was still sleeping peacefully, a warm feeling filled her chest. But would that last? Once he woke up and gave her that smug smile of his? And most importantly: Would he ever be able to discard that overly prideful demeanor that she heated so much?
She let out another sight and tried not to wake him as she freed herself from his embrace and slowly got up.
Probably only time will tell.
Still naked she walked over to the bathroom and closed the door behind her. She turned on the shower and rubbed her aching legs as she waited for the water to turn hot.
The noise of the water hitting the floor of her walk-in shower would probably wake March up, but by showering she gave him an excellent opportunity to get dressed and quietly head out the back door, without having to interact with her again.
She sighed with relief as the warm water finally hit her body, giving her a much needed relief to the aches she was feeling in her muscles. And between her legs. He really did have her folded over like a pretzel yesterday.
She squeezed a generous amount of soap into her hands and began to wash off his and her own sweat from her skin.
She needed to make a visit to Juniper today. Against her better judgement she had not once thought about contraceptives yesterday. But she had no doubt in her mind that Juniper was able to offer her a -tested and approved- spell or potion that would give her some peace of mind. Hell, she probably wouldn’t even have to pay her for it if she only offered her the name of the man she had so carelessly spent the night with. But she didn’t know if she could bear to give it to her.
The sound of the bathroom door opening ripped her from her thoughts and she turned around in surprise. Did March want to take one last good look at her naked body before he left? She had given him a great opportunity to quietly leave while she was getting ready.
But she was even more surprised as she watched him, still naked too, closing the door behind him and walking over to her.
„The water is even hotter than my forge.“ he groaned in his deep morning-voice as he joined her in the shower.
He ignored her gaze as she eyed him suspiciously and instead turned his face to the hot stream of water. After he seemed to have washed the sleep out of his eyes he faced her again. She hadn’t moved yet. He met her eyes and stared at her for a few seconds, seemingly thinking about what to do now. She crossed her arms, preparing herself for some witty comment about yesterday, but instead she watched him as he only sighted in defeat, seeming to have lost some inner argument.
March took one step towards her, now standing close enough to be touching her body. Which wasn’t hard to achieve, as her shower wasn’t particularly huge.
He placed his hand below her chin and angled it upwards to face him. After waiting a second to see if she would protest he closed the gap between their lips and kissed her softly. She closed her eyes. Her body reacted before she could and she willingly wrapped her arms around him.
The kiss was so much more gentle than any kiss they had shared yesterday. Where there had only been anger and passion yesterday this was something entirely… different.
His hands wandered to her back, slowly caressing her. She deepened the kiss and felt heat rising up in her again. She felt him too, becoming erect again, and the though of that sweet feeling of fullness when he had thrust into her for the first time made her skin flush.
He pressed her back against the tiled walls of the shower and the cold surface made her take in a sharp breath. But he only used this opportunity to put his tongue deeper into her mouth.
His hands reached for her thighs and he shortly broke the kiss to lean down and lift both her legs up from below, lifting her into the air with his strong arms. She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck again, his arms and the wall behind her being her only support now. She already felt him aligning her entrance with his cock, but before going further he locked eyes with her again, an unspoken question.
She nodded and he sighed in relief as he slowly began to lower her onto his cock.
He moaned into her ear as he entered her up until the shaft.
„God this feels so good.“ He groaned and she whimpered in response. Being all filled up made her feel utterly complete.
„Why did I ever fucking hate you?“ He whispered into her neck, voicing the thought that had also been crossing her mind all morning.
They moved in sync as he lifted her lower body up and down his cock, and he began to whisper more appraisal into her ear as he picked up speed.
It only took a few minutes before his breathing became erratic and he faced her again. „Is it..ok.. if I-“ he panted between thrusts.
She nodded again and he buried his face in her neck while putting the last of his strength into more forceful thrusts. He moaned softly as he came, his strong arms still wrapped around her thighs and lower back.
After a few last exhausted thrusts he slowly set her back down onto her feet. He still towered over her but rested his arms against the walls, catching his breath.
She didn’t come this time but she was fine with that. It had satisfied her to make him come, and, still feeling yesterdays aches, she really didn’t have it in her for another round of rough sex.
She felt his seed running down the inside of her thigh and angled the showerhead more to herself to help her wash up.
March had gathered himself by now and started to wrap his hands around her body again.
„I‘m not done yet.“ he muttered into her ear as his fingers started to play with her sensitive nipples.
„I-“ she began before he made her temporarily lose her train of though by pinching one of her nipples.
„It’s no problem really. I‘m glad you came. But I really don’t have it in me to go for another rough round.“ she managed to get out.
His fingers continued to draw small circles around her nipples.
„Who said something about rough?“
Before she could reply he pressed her back against the wall again. To her surprise he kneeled in front of her now, motioning for her to put one of her legs on his shoulder.
She first thought about protesting but then thought Fuck it, lets see where this goes.
He didn’t keep her guessing for long. As soon as she rested her leg on his shoulder, making her spread her legs apart, his mouth went right up to her clit and he started to alternate between sucking and circling it with his tongue.
She moaned loudly as unknown pleasures rocked her body and she instinctively gabbed his hair. This seemed to motivate him more and besides working her clit he decided to slide two fingers into her and working them inside of her. Her sharp inhale told him he had found the g-spot and he added another finger to work them up and down her insides.
„God March! Don’t stop!“
Working her clit while simultaneously hitting her sweet spot made her come quicker than ever before, and she whimpered his Name as she came hard, her whole body shaking.
Like a well trained lover he didn’t stop once he put her over the edge but continued working his motions until she rode out the last wave of pleasure. She almost collapsed onto him once it was over but he made sure to steady her until she caught her breath again.
„That was.. amazing“ she panted and looked at him as he stood back up. His familiar prideful look had spread across his face again but this time she didn’t mind. For now he fully deserved his pride.
They quickly finished showering and she was thankful to be able to change into some fresh clothes. Only March would have to do the walk of shame home in yesterdays clothing. She chuckled a bit at that. But it was still early in the morning and if he left quickly he wouldn’t cross paths with anyone.
She stole one last glance at his body before he pulled his old shirt over his head and of course he caught her watching.
„Taking some notes for later?“ he said with a smirk, being his normal self again. She picked one of his socks off the floor and threw it at his face with all her might, but of course he caught mid-air it effortlessly.
Once they were fully clothed they both got out the front door, him to start his little walk of shame and her to start her day by looking after her chickens.
As he had almost reached the steps of her front porch her turned around to face her. Their eyes met and they stood there in silence for a few seconds.
„Meet me at the smithy tomorrow.“
he finally said.
His demeanor seemed to have changed once he had passed the threshold of her home. Now nothing hinted at a change of his feelings towards her. It was like the March she got to know last night had been replaced again with his old self.
Then without another word he turned around and started to walk down the steps of her porch.
Disappointment washed over her. The spell of the night before seemed to have broken. She really though that they had crossed the line. From enemies to something…more.
She sighted quietly. But even if things went back to the way they were before, maybe they could still have a few more nights like this? A girl could only hope.
She turned around and was about to head back inside to grab her straw hat when she heard the creak of the porch steps once more.
March‘s hand was already grabbing her chin as she turned back around to face him. He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her lips which she gave in to willingly, after she got over her initial surprise.
„Please.“ he said, after breaking the kiss „Meet me at the smithy tomorrow, please.“
And then he turned around for good and walked down the narrow cobblestone path that connected her farm with the rest of the town.
Her eyes followed him as his silhouette slowly disappeared between the trees.
A smile spread across her face. She couldn’t help but laugh. What a turn of events. She already knew that they would be the talk of the town for the next few weeks. If not months.
With a swing to her step she started to hop down the path to the henhouse. Oh her chicken wouldn’t believe the news she was about to share with them.
Authors note:
Can you believe that the characters of this game are so well written that they have me horned up on a sunday afternoon, writing fanfiction like i’m 16 again? (I’m 27 now btw).
I‘m not even that far into the game, still at summer of year 1 and i already can’t stop playing. Also why does the dragon statue also have a heart next to his name? Can you fuck the dragon???
If he (or she) turns out to be a hottie maybe i‘ll write another one-shot.
I’m not even sure if March will be the bachelor of my choice yet, i just love the enemies-to-lovers trope so much that the fanfiction was basically writing itself.
Also the title doesn’t have much to do with the context of the story, it was just the song i had in my mind while writing this - Habits of my Heart by Jaymes Young. A very sexy song.
Also here you have the obligatory warning that english is not my native language, so please ignore any mistakes i made. Also i LOVE writing overly long sentences which usually work in my mother-tongue, but i’m just never sure if they make sense in english.
But hey, maybe your native language is also not english so it doesn’t matter.
Anyway let me know if you liked this story, maybe it will ignite my passion for writing again. Who knows!
Thanks for reading and i hope you had a good time.
Bonus for if you scrolled this far:
March had felt the pointed gaze prickling in his neck for a few minutes now, but he refused to turn around. Instead he continued to to hammer down at the the hot metal he was holding firmly in place on his anvil, hoping for the visitor to finally give up and leave him alone. But she seemed persistent. His eye twitched in annoyance.
He had been happy to return right back to work as soon as he had reached the smithy this morning, as all he could think about was her.
But now with this stare at the back of his neck he wasn’t able to continue working mindlessly.
After trying to keep up his concentration for a few more minutes he finally gave up and threw the hammer back down at the anvil.
He turned around with an annoyed „What?“
He already knew it was Juniper who had been waiting for him to finally turn around as he could smell the sickly sweet perfumes of her bathhouse from half a mile away.
She leaned against the the wall that separated the river from the walkway right next to the smithy, looking unbothered, a too-sweet smile plastered on her face. The look she gave him was incredibly unnerving.
„Oh, I almost didn’t see you there, March.“ she snickered, happy that she finally got his attention.
„Yeah, right.“ He replied and was about to just leave her standing there and return to his shop when she said „You know, our dear farmer just crossed my path by chance.“
He stopped dead in his tracks, only too late realizing that he should have just kept on walking.
„You know, I hope she didn’t get a cold, wearing a scarf in this heat and all.“
Juniper chuckled.
He shot a quick glance at the sky, wondering what he’d done to deserve this. But then his mind quickly wandered to the filthy things he had uttered last night. Maybe he did deserve this.
„And why should that concern me?“
He glared back at her over his shoulder.
Her smile didn’t waver under his gaze. More so she seemed to enjoy every bit of this interaction.
„Well I was just hoping that she didn’t pass it on to you.“
„And how would that have happened?“
„Oh my dear March.“ she lifted her eyebrows and gave him a knowing look, „You know there isn’t one secret in this small village that I don’t know about.“
He clenched his fists to keep his anger from rising up.
„Oh March but don’t be mad at her!“ she quickly called out, not even trying to hide the fake concern. „I didn’t even give her a fighting chance.“
But she had misinterpreted who his anger was directed at.
„What do you mean?“ he hissed at her.
„Well you see,“ Juniper answered, truly delighted by their conversation, „she either had the option to pay a hefty price for my potion, probably more than she could muster, or just give me… a name.“
His anger dissolved as quickly as it had came and now he was just all confusion.
„Potion?“
She let out an exaggerated sight.
„Men. It‘s always the same with you.“ she shook her had. „You’re all about having fun but never concerned about consequences.“
He couldn’t quite follow. But after she gave him a few more seconds to think about her words it slowly dawned on him what she was talking about.
„I mean, would you really want to risk having a tiny version of you running around your dangerous forge? Just imagine the tiny redhead running around in your shop!“
She laughed at that and this time it sounded truly genuine, like the concept really was the funniest thing she could imagine.
March ignored her laughter, his thoughts entirely elsewhere.
Yeah, the thought did cross his mind as he was falling asleep yesterday. That they had been so caught up in their lust, they had thrown any caution out the window. And after this morning he had not once but twice come inside her.
He felt his cheeks heating up as his mind wandered back to those moments, and he quickly shook is head to stop his mind from wandering any further.
Juniper had finally left her spot on the wall and began to walk back to the road that passed his forge.
„You know, there is no need to worry.“ she said, and her attempt of a sweet smile was already back on her face. „My potions have a 100% success rate. Just be more careful next time.“
She gave him a wink and continued walking down the road.
„And don’t be too hard on her. Even if she had refused to tell me her lovers name, you know I have enough tricks up my sleeve to get it from her one way or another.“
But her word almost didn’t reach him, his thoughts had already began wandering again. He was relieved that she had been smarter than him and prevented any negative consequences from last nights adventure. Or was he?
He had never thought about it. Did he want kids? Not right now, at least. He had no idea if he was ready to be a father. But more importantly, did he want to have kids with her?
He shook his head again. Juniper would laugh at him if she could read his thoughts right now, concerning himself with questions of fatherhood after something that could mostly be called a one-night-stand. But still.. she had painted a picture in his mind of a toddler with his bright red hair, running around his shop, and somehow in his imagination the kid seemed to have the farmers eyes.
„And wear something nice tonight at the inn!“ He heard Juniper call out as she slowly disappeared down the road. „You can bet that all eyes will be on you tonight!“
She didn’t look back at him as she waved goodbye.