These are characters from a fantasy fiction novel that I once had aspirations of writing. In moments of boredom I amused myself writing sex scenes between them which were never intended to be part of the finished work. The writing of them was entertaining but they've just been sitting around in the dark with no one to love them. Lately I thought someone here might appreciate them so I've decided to dust them off and breathe new life into them.

By way of setting the scene: Aurora and Ahern are warriors and wizards. He is centuries old and rescued her when she was a war orphan. He became her mentor and has trained her in both the sword and in magic. Now, years later, she's the captain of her lord's militia and has realized that she loves Ahern. He has been resisting her advances and in a temper, she has threatened to leave her position, throw away everything they've worked for, and leave him. I have always imagined these two being more about whips and chains than roses and lace anyway.

And so Aurora has just informed Ahern of her intention to resign....

"Fine," said Ahern, as something dangerous sparked in his eyes. I wouldn't have had the chance to retreat if I'd wanted to. Quick as a striking snake, his hand shot out and he tangled his fist in my hair. The resignation notice fell out of my hand and went fluttering to the floor. The loose knot in the sash of my dressing gown untied and the robe came open, revealing my nude body beneath. "I groom you to run the army which we have been building together and you decide to run off because your hormones are out of control?!" Ahern snarled in my face. "Fine. You want it? You're damn well going to get it."

Jerking hard on my hair, he shoved me to my knees before him and started unfastening his pants. If he expected me to fight him over it he was wrong. Looking up at the angry look on his face, I knew he was going to make it as hard on me as he could, but I didn't care as long as I ultimately got what I wanted --- him.

He yanked my face close to his crotch, but I hardly needed any urging. He was thicker than Rhys had been, and hard as a rock. I wanted nothing more than to wrap my lips around him. I went to work immediately, sucking him hard and fast. I was a woman possessed, unable to get enough. I took him deep into my throat, choked slightly, but repeated the maneuver all the same.

"That's not a virgin mouth," said Ahern darkly. "If I'd known you were this talented at sucking dick, I'd have given in to the temptation long ago. Who have you been practicing on?"

I was far too preoccupied to answer. I kept sucking him with abandon, my lips sliding eagerly up and down his hard, thick erection. His taste and scent were even better than I'd imagined.

"Maybe that's why your men like you so much’" Ahern continued harshly. "Been sucking them all off, have you? Maybe we could raise money for the war effort by offering your services to the nobles."

I didn't answer. I sucked harder instead.

"You're having way too much fun," said Ahern, pulling me off him by the hair of the head. His cock