Incorrigible

After having some food and a proper bath, Dakran watched Maya primp herself in the mirror from the corner of his eye. She was donning the dress she had made for herself, and he was wearing the tunic she had crafted for him. A beautifully crafted piece, of silvery fabric, with simple but elegant embroidery at the hems.

The emerald green and golden pattern suited Maya wonderfully, but he had one complaint about it. Her beautiful breasts peeked out of her dress, a little too much for his taste. It only meant that other men would ogle at her round, plump twins.

The dress was something he'd never seen, but a very practical one that suited his needs. Easy to peel off. Dakran grinned, at that thought, and decided to keep quiet about the revealing dress. After all, he would benefit most from it. Now that she was, his wife no other man in Irostone or any of the northern lands would dare to lay a finger on her.

" I'm done," Dakran slumped in the chair at the table, waiting for her to finish getting ready. Even with ruffled hair, dressed by the wind, Dakran was a very handsome man. Who would've thought that hidden under that bushy beard of his, was a cherubic face? Long gone was the scruffy man, with tattered clothes, that relentlessly chased after her for moons on end.

" I just need to do something about my hair." Maya frowned in the mirror, absently running her fingers through her damp tresses. She appeared to be ruminating about something.

" I can help with that or at least try" Dakran chuckled, a little out of sorts " I have tried a few times on Edýia's hair, but," Dakran blew out a breath, resigned" Nothing can tame that heap of hair," he said with levity, shaking his head. Edýia had beautiful kinks, that suited her nature, unruly, obstinate.

Maya looked over her shoulder" You can try if you like but, it's still wet. I just need to dry it a little more." Maya picked up the towel hung on the standing mirror, and wrapped it around her head in an attempt to wring the water out of it.

Dakran pushed himself off the chair, and placed his hands over hers " Let me" he said as his hands began, gently rubbing, and squeezing the water out of her hair.

Maya smiled, closing her eyes and revelling in the feeling of being cared for. He couldn't be more pleased with his life, and the view. Oh! The twins. Tempted to stuff them in his mouth and debauch her again, he let his hand slip off the towel and palmed her exquisite mound.

Maya cleared her throat, and looked up at him, eyebrows quirked up, and all. Dakran sheepishly grinned and shrugged.

" It's hard" he huffed, vexed with himself " They are right there and I need to touch them" He tried to be penitent about his deed, but failed miserably when he bit his lip to hide the ever-growing impish grin.

" We have things to do." Maya looked a little frustrated with his lustfulness but quickly deflated as she turned around in her seat facing his groin, and gulped.

Dakran chuckled " Ha!" He exclaimed " I'm not the only one lewd" He added chuckling, and Maya scrunched her eyes closed, like a thief that hoped not to get caught, but still got caught.

Frustrated with herself and him, Maya stood up and swiped the towel off the floor, determined to finish drying her hair, herself.

" No, but, " she hooked back the towel, and picked up the brush " We can't stay locked up in this room forever, " Maya reasoned with a heavy sigh, eye-rolling, slumped shoulders, defeated.

" We just got wed, Maya." Dakran picked up the brush out of her hand " It's quite natural to go at it, each time we have a chance" he reasoned, as he brushed her hair. Glancing at her through the mirror, hopeful that she would change her mind.

" I know, and I want to," Maya turned wistful and looked down without finishing her thoughts. He could only guess what went through her mind. It had been a long, wonderful night.

" Leave it like this, until it's dry. You look beautiful " Dakran clasped her shoulders and kissed her cheek.

" You look very handsome, too" Maya leaned into his chest and cupped his face.

" I like the tunic that you've made for me," Dakran said as his lips gained a mind of their own, and continued travelling down to her neck. Maya hummed, and slowly melted into his chest, moulding onto him. She fitted perfectly in his arms. It seemed that nothing properly worked around Maya except for his cock. That worked miraculously well.

A deep cleansing breath was what he needed to still his thoughts, and lust. Dakran groaned when that didn't do diddly squat, either.

" One last time" Dakran raised his eyes to look at her through the mirror, as pulled on the ribbon that held the dress together.

Darkran grunted when the dress unfolded before his eyes freeing her twins and with that reason flew out the window. Gods, she had fantastic breasts. Maya bit her lips and moaned when he palmed her breast and pinched her hard sensitive peaks. Her soft, delicate moans, carved a path straight to his groin.

" I like this dress" Dakran huffed as he tugged on her underwear, ripping it off, and let fall on the floor.

" You need to stop doing that," Maya panted, bowing, thrusting her breasts, as he slipped his fingers between her folds. Her hand wrapped at the back of his head, and fisted his hair. Delicate moans escaped her lips with each touch of his fingers.

" You need to stop wearing them." Dakran crooned, smiling against her neck " They are in my way." Dakran lips brushed her earlobe and nipped on it. He took his time pleasuring her with his finger, gentle strokes almost teasing, just enough to ignite the smouldering fire.

" Oh, Maya" Drakran crooned, tugging on her dress, and pushing it aside to reveal her fine behind. Two plump rosy cheeks rubbed against his hard groin. His hand itched. She was already sore, and he didn't need to add more to the pain.

Dakran raised his eyes to look at her " How badly does it hurt? Dakran asked as his lips traced her shoulder, caressing, and kneading at her breast. Maya softly moaned, when he circled her nub with his finger " I can take it" Maya huffed, licking her lips. And that was enough to still his hand. It was more than enough to put his eager cock to sleep.

" I can always eat you" Dakran raised his head to suck on his finger with a wild gleam in his eyes.

Maya frowned, but he didn't give her a chance to answer and turned her to face him.

" You are beautiful, my wife" Dakran leaned in and kissed her lips. When he pulled back his eyes strayed from her face to her bosom and stopped when they reached her tidbits.

" I don't want to break it. Any more, and it will burst into flames" Dakran grinned and bit his lips. He wasn't wrong, it was beginning to feel uncomfortable.

" I just need some time, to heal" Maya meekly said leaning against the table, sullen.

" Oh, my sweet wife. I'm just being greedy. I'll be good. But only if you're good" Dakran quirked up a brow, watching her expressions.

" I'll be good" Maya nodded and pulled on the dress, and sighed when she looked at her ripped underclothes on the floor.

" I'm going to have to make more of these" Maya said as she tied the ribbon around her waist.

" Why bother? " Dakran fumbled with his cock, and grimaced " I won't go through the trouble of taking them off. Don't wear any" Dakran impishly grinned, and picked up his jacket.

Maya puffed her cheeks " You're incorrigible " she smirked as she picked up her day-to-day cloak. With a heavy sigh, she pulled on what seemed her last pair of underwear from the drawer and slipped into them, displeased.