Zane closed the door behind them whole Ivana walked to the middle of the room and turned around to him, her hands behind her back.

"So then, tell me . . . what happened?" she asked, the grin still on her face.

She walked over to the couch and sat down, resting one hand on the armrest.

"Well," Zane began as he went to face her. "We went hunting, at first it seemed fine, but that quickly changed."

Zane took off his coat and threw it on the table.

"So, then what happened?" Ivana asked as Zane sat down on his bed, facing her.

"A dire bear charged at us out of nowhere," Zane said.

"A dire bear!?" Ivana asked with a shocked expression.

Her voice calm and relaxed voice almost immediately switched to one of concern. Zane chuckled.

"Don't worry, I took care of it," he said.

"You did? You must be quite strong," Ivana said.

Does she really think that it will come to that? Wait, am I really thinking that it won't?

"Why don't you show me?" Ivana asked, licking her lips.

There it is . . . ah why not I need to leave the past behind me and accept the future, whatever it may hold.

Zane was about to grab the hem of his shirt but Ivana stopped him.

"You must be rather exhausted, let me do this," she said as she grabbed onto his shirt.

She began to move her hands upwards and eventually pulled the short over Zane's head and once she pulled it off his arms she threw it onto the table to his coat.

For a few seconds, she stared at Zane's upper body. At his abs and chest muscles and then at the long scar that went from his chest to his waist.

"How did this happen?" she asked.

"That," Zane sat, looking down at the scar on his chest. "A stalker attacked me, its claws got right through my armour."

"A stalker huh? I heard that they are really dangerous," Ivana said as she looked up at Zane.

Her dark green eyes reflected the bit of light that came into the room from the setting sun. Zane nodded as Ivana slowly pushed him further onto the bed. She slowly took off her vest and threw it on the couch behind her, then she slowly pulled the straps of her pale pink dress down her shoulders and let it slide down her body, needing to help out to get it past her breasts. Once the dress fell to the floor she stood there, just in her undergarments.

Zane looked up and down her body with a smile.

"Well then, now it's your turn," she said.

But before Zane could pull down his pants Ivana had already approached him and grabbed his pants at the waistband and pulled them down. Leaving him lying there, in just his underpants. She threw them to the rest of his clothes on the table and then climbed on the bed, sitting down on top of him.

"Your body tells a sad story of all the battles you have gone through," she said as she ran her fingers over one of his many scars.

Then she leaned, bringing her face as close as she could to his without moving her lower body too much.

"And where did you get this one?" she asked, letting one finger glide over the scar that went right over his right eye.

"Oh, that one. I got it fr- . . ." Zane began but he stopped, not wanting to spoil the mood. "You know what, that doesn't matter."

"Hmm, if you say so," Ivana said as she let her finger run down his chest, across his stomach and over his underpants.

The warmth and touch of her hand made him feel excited. She let out a soft moan and began pulling down Zane's underpants, leaving him completely naked. She let out another moan, this time, less soft. She took her hands off his body and moved them behind her back, undoing the cloth that covered her chest, revealing her pink nipples. When she was done she grabbed Zane's hands and moved them to her waist, holding them there for a moment. After a while, she moved his hands down to the last piece of her undergarments and used them to take it off. Zane felt a bit uncomfortable when she moved her legs over his body but the sight of her fully nude body made up for it.

"You seem happy," she said with a grin on her face as she leaned down to his face.

Her face was now right in front of his, her hair fell down to both sides, making it seem as if he was staring down an orange tunnel and the only thing at the other end were her dark green eyes and her round lips. She began leaning down, pressing her lips onto his. They were soft, as soft as a pillow.

Zane slowly began moving backwards so he could bring his legs up onto the bed. Now using the full length of the bed she crawled backwards and sat down on his legs, locking them in place with her own. Then she wet her hand and reached for him. As soon as she had her hand wrapped around him she tightened her grip. The warmth of her wet hand made him shudder.

She slowly began moving her hand as she grinned at him, she kept eye contact with him, tilting her head from one side to the other slowly. After a while, he could feel a bit of wetness on his leg and she began moaning. Soft noises started to escape Zane's mouth as well as she sped up her movement. Once those soft noises turned into a heavy panting Ivana suddenly stopped all movement and just let her closed hand rest at the base before removing it completely.

She moved back up to his chest and gave it a little kiss before moving up further to his face. She smiled at him before giving him another passionate and long kiss. Zane was surprised when he felt her tongue deep in his mouth but he returned the favour. After a short moment, she lifted her face away from his and began to turn around, moving towards his crotch again. For a moment he stared at her two round ass cheeks and then at her most intimate part.

He leaned forwards, using his pillow for back support and began gently teasing her with his mouth and tongue. Zane gave her kisses and blew against her, feeling her body tremble slightly each time followed by a soft moan. She had grabbed onto him again and was moving her hand slowly and steadily. Eventually, he began using his tongue more, making circles around her most intimate part before pushing it in slightly which made her moan loudly and tighten her grip for a second, making Zane gasp.

For a while this continued, Zane pushed his tongue deeper and deeper, pulling it out completely every so often to kiss her and she moved her hand slowly, only rarely ever changing her pattern and keeping him away from the edge. Her breathing was heavy and she tried her best not to moan too loudly, fearing that she would wake people trying to sleep. But he was no better, his breathing was almost as heavy and every so often he couldn't suppress the noise coming from him.

The only thing lighting up the room was the slightly red light coming from the moon that had nearly reached the zenith of the sky.

Have . . . have we been doing . . . this for so long?

Even in his thoughts, Zane was breathing heavily as he let his hands slide over her soft skin. After a while she stopped moving her hand and turned around again, to face him. She leaned in for another kiss, licking his lips, which had been wettened by her, first. Before he could do anything else she pressed her tongue into him again, exploring his mouth with it, and again he returned the favour.

When she leaned back she grinned at him again before moving backwards, lifting her body up all the while grabbing him and positioning him right under her. Then she slowly lowered his body, first letting in only his tip and then slowly the rest. It felt tight. And there was blood. Zane looked at her with a concerned look on his face.

"A-Are you . . . sure abo-" he began, trying to speak while breathing as heavily as he did.

But Ivana had leaned down and put a finger on his mouth, all the while smiling at him. But Zane could see the expression someone would have when trying to suppress pain on her face.

"It's fine we do-" Zane began but she pressed her finger on his mouth with more strength this time.

She made a soft "Shh," before pressing her lower body down, even more, grabbing onto his upper arms and squeezing them with all her strength until she had lowered her body as much as she could. All Zane could hear for a moment was her heavy panting as she looked up at him with a more than satisfied look on her face.

"I-It's al-alright . . ." she said before slowly beginning to move her lower body up and then down again.

Her soft breasts pressed against his upper body and making him feel even more excited. To Ivana's and his own surprise he felt himself get even harder inside her, making her moan loudly and tighten her grip around his upper arms. Zane slowly moved backwards, making sure he wouldn't disrupt Ivana who was doing her best to keep moving.

He leaned against the walls and now looked her in the eyes for a moment before leaning in and giving her a kiss. When he pulled away he saw her dark green eyes, filled with pleasure, focused on him. Zane smiled at her before pulling her closer. The warmth of her body was comforting, but it also reminded him of Ivara. About how he used to hold her just like this.

This isn't the time for such things . . .

A single tear ran down Zane's face and onto Ivana's shoulder before he gentle turned around, now towering over Ivana, who had wrapped her legs around him, not letting go of him. She smiled as he began moving in and out of her slowly, going slightly faster with each thrust.

During all of it, Zane just kept on staring at her face, the round, soft lips, the dark green eyes that seemed like gems and her orange hair that laid on the pillows like a thick, burning web.

Her smiles and heavy breathing quickly turned into moans of pleasure again as his thrust became faster and harder. With one hand he supported his own weight and he was slowly moving his hand over her body. From her crotch to her navel where he let it rest for a while, making circles around it with one finger which seemed to excite her since her breathing became even heavier and her moaning louder. Zane then moved his hand up to her breasts, cupping both of them with his hands. They were large enough to completely fill them.

For a while, they kept going like that. But after a while, Ivana moved both her hands from the bed to the back of his neck, making attempts to get him to turn around. With a smile he turned and let her press him down to the bed, making them return to the original position. She put both of her hands on his chest and began speeding up her movement. The weight on his chest felt uncomfortable but it was drowned out by the pleasure he felt as she began speeding up. Her moaning became louder again and her fingers started to dig into his chest. He felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge.

Ivana had stopped caring about how loud she was, her eyes were closed and she wasn't slowing down at all. At nearly the same moment both of them let out a last sound. She, a loud moan and Zane a suppressed groan as he felt a familiar, satisfying feeling as he reached his climax. From Ivana's more than just heavy panting and the look in her eyes he could only assume that she had as well.

She slowly got off him, sweating and breathing heavily and moved up so she could let her head rest on his chest. Zane grabbed the blanket and pulled it over the both of them, with one hand as he put the other around Ivana. He looked down at her head, laying on his chest, he went through her hair with his hand a few times before closing his eyes.

I wonder why she had her first with me . . . we o-

Before he could finish the thought he felt the drowsiness take over and he fell asleep. Ivana resting in his arm, the warmth of her sweaty body comforting him.