51 Chapter 51: Accepting Raven(R18!)

'Thinking'

"Talking"

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- The Arkadian Kingdom | Arkadia –

- Arthur Pendragon -

After pulling my hair back into a pony tail, I stepped out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around my waist. Upon stepping out, I spotted Clarke sitting together with Raven on our bed. I knew Clarke had said that there would be a surprise waiting for me, but I didn't expect this!

Raven and I had been getting closer ever since she broke it off with Wick. Apparently, she had wanted a more serious relationship with the guy, but whenever she would bring the topic up, he would brush it off and walk away. At the end of the day, she stopped talking with Wick all together and when he tried to come crawling back to her, she kicked him in the balls so hard that I'm most certain that the man will never be able to have kids.

I made sure to protect my special family jewels for the next week afterwards, it was so bad.

Because of that, I would sometimes visit her in engineering, and she would sometimes visit me while I was sparring in the sparring yard or while I was working on my own projects. My projects often required materials that were common in engineering, so I ended up down there quite a bit and during that time she and I just naturally grew close. I was brought out of my thoughts when Clarke approached me and whispered in my ear, "She wants you and I'm willing to oblige, but only if you're okay with it. If you're not, I'll have the guards escort her back to her room and we can have fun instead." She said the last part with a grin, but I could tell that she wanted me to fuck Raven. She was Clarke's best friend after all.

Though this was all rather sudden, Raven was a beauty, she had an hourglass figure with dark brown hair and eyes that were the color of milk chocolate. Not to mention her nice D-cup breasts that I could shove my face into, not all that different from Clarke's honestly.

Speaking of my future wife-to-be, I turned toward her with a look of askance on my face. I'm usually the one who introduces a girl and asks for permission, not the other way around.

Clarke nodded with a small smile on her face, which broke out into a full one when I nodded my head with a smile on my face as well. Then without warning, Clarke wrapped her hands around the back of my neck and brought me into a searing kiss. She brought her leg up, which I reflexively caught with my arm and held there across my abdomen as we made out, ferociously.

After a minute, I could tell that she needed to breathe, so I reluctantly broke apart from her. We both stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like hours, her struggling to catch her breath. She brought her leg back down and kissed me on the cheek, her eyes filled with love and devotion, before turning around and kissing Raven on the cheek as well.

"You two have fun, I'm gonna go sleep in your room in your study." Clarke said as she walked toward the door. She paused when she got to it and turned around. "See you in the morning, Art. Oh, and don't be too rough on her." Clarke said with a cheeky grin before opening the door and stepping out, the door shutting behind her.

After the door shut, I stepped toward the still-seated Raven with a confident smirk on my face. She smiled at me, then my lips were locked with hers, my body pressing down against her on the bed. I attempted to continue, but her arms pressed up against my shoulders, and I backed off.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"This... is my first time." she said quietly.

My eyes almost popped out of my head at her words. 'Her first time! I thought she had sex with Finn on the Ark! Wait! What about Wick! Surely, they had sex too, right!?' I thought as I stared down at her like a deer caught in headlights.

"Finn...would pleasure me and I him, but we never took that final step. Same with Wick." she confessed, which shocked me, but also caused me to get hard instantly.

Before continuing, I stepped back off her and dropped the towel from around my waist. She gasped in shock and her cheeks turned a visible vibrant red as she took in the sight of my cock. Raven admired my nudity for a few moments before reaching up and pulling her T-shirt off and throwing it into the far corner of the room. She hurriedly unbuckled her jeans and with a little bit of help from yours truly slid them down her well-toned legs. She unclasped her black lace bra and tossed it away, allowing her D-cup breasts to bounce in all their glory. The next piece of clothing she removed was her panties, afterward, we took a few moments just to stare and admire each other's nude beauty. Then I was back on top of her, pressing my lips softly against hers, reassuring.

From what I knew Raven had never been naked in front of anyone before, and my own nudity seemed both reassuring and distractingly electrifying to the woman. Between gentle kisses, Raven's breathing was light and panicked. She kept rubbing her knees together, and her fingers traced patterns into the bedsheets.

Pulling myself up to adjust position, I cupped Raven's cheek with my left hand as my right traced where her body met the bed. The tips of my fingers sunk under her a little, my cautious attempt at more intimate touching. I felt Raven shudder as my right hand settled on the small of her back, elevated by the curve of her spine.

My face once again lowered toward hers, my lips set on making contact with her neck rather than her mouth. Raven's eyes closed as her head angled away, consenting to my moves. With a lick that sent shivers down Raven's spine, my left hand wandered down her hourglass body. I felt her chest tighten as the tips of my fingers found her breast, teasing her nipple with brief contact.

Nervousness seemed to get the better of her and Raven reflexively grabbed my left hand with her right. She sucked in air through her teeth, and I pulled away from her neck to look her in the eyes. Her breaths were shallow and erratically paced as her eyes bounced nervously over my face.

"Sorry," she whispered without her vocal chords. A quick peek down seemed to be the reassuring act she needed to guide my hand back to her breast.

Instead, I raised my hand back to her face, my thumb petting her cheekbone. "You say 'stop,' I stop," I said in a quite voice, but despite my words I had no intention to stop this. I would make Raven mine.

"Please," Raven's voice wavered in a gentle plea. Her hands left the comfort of the bed to rest on either side of my face "Keep going." Her momentary boldness abated as her hands descended from my neck to my collarbones, then retreated back to the sheets, afraid and uncertain about feeling my torso.

With another reassuring, more passionate kiss that saw my tongue briefly past just beyond Raven's lips, I resumed. My mouth trailed lower and lower down her neck and my left hand slowly swirled around Raven's D-cup breast in progressively more intimate movements. Raven's hands dug fingers into the sheets as a whimper-like moan escaped her lips.

Taking this as affirmation, my mouth descended in a trail of kisses before reaching her other, untouched breast. My mouth found her nipple, coaxing another, more pleasured vocalization. Raven brought a hand up to her face, eyes shut tight. Unsure of how to comfort herself, she placed her teeth over the second knuckle of her thumb. This had the unintended consequence of removing some of the muffling on her moans and labored breaths.

The louder Raven's moans got, the more spurred on I was, my left hand more assuredly groped her breast and pinched her nipple while my right moved slowly down from her back to her hips. In surprise, Raven opened her eyes and looked down to follow its movements. What seemed to be more distracting for her was the sight of my bulging cock. As we moved, it grazed Raven's pubic bone, causing her arms to break out in goosebumps.

I had not been unaware of Raven's gaze, in fact I welcomed it. My fingers and mouth continued to caress her torso, and I felt comfortable enough to bring my right hand to the outside of Raven's thigh. The motion pulled her out of her trance, her eyes locking with mine again. Slowly and carefully, I lifted her left leg and guided it to the side, bringing my right leg in between hers in a show of intent.

Removing her hand from her mouth and swallowing, Raven gave a series of shallow nods. My eyes continued to monitor Raven's expression as my hand traced its way back up the inside of her thigh. Where her leg met her pelvis, I explored around her crotch, feeling the smooth, shaved skin of her vulva.

Intermittent kisses on her torso briefly obstructed Raven's view of my exploration of her pubic area. Methodically, I inched inwards, feeling her outer, then inner lips. Slowly, my hand moved deeper, inside her folds and along the opening. However, I made sure to find her clitoris before inserting a finger. I knew I found it not only from the feeling in my hand, or personal experience, but from Raven writhing at the touch, arching her back even more. This further obfuscated my movements, but the anxiety Raven felt was being replaced by pleasure rippling out from her nethers.

I lightly and playfully bit Raven's nipple as my forefinger and thumb massaged her clit. My middle finger teased her opening in a circular pattern. More and more lubrication soaked my hand, a sensory approval of my movements. Meanwhile, Raven's face flushed crimson and her breaths became more pronounced. Her ribs stretched the skin of her chest in deep, pleasured respiration.

I sensed and felt Raven's anticipation boil until she was about to beg me for more when I inserted my middle finger into her vagina. She squealed, and her hips twisted as my digit swirled into her insides. Her eyes slammed shut, only to abruptly open as my left hand ran up and down her frame. My face again hovered over hers as I came in for a kiss.

This time, it was Raven who first extended a tongue, curling it around mine, much to my surprise. Her arms regained the confidence to wrap around my neck, pulling me deeper into the kiss. With further confidence, I inserted my ring finger into Raven's vagina as well, thumb and forefinger still massaging her clitoris while my pinky traced around the surface of her anus.

Raven's moans grew louder and our kisses became deeper and more passionate. My middle and ring finger ceased to spiral and instead moved in and out, blindly, but successfully massaging her g-spot. Unconsciously, Raven began to grind her hips into the motion, pleasure erupting through her body.

Too stimulated to concentrate on kissing, Raven wrenched her mouth away from mine, throwing her head back. Her moans had given way to groans and haggard, vocal breaths. Her hands returned to the bed, grabbing fistfuls of bedsheets, and her legs bent and extended in rapid succession. I didn't even need to ask; she was coming.

Raven's head bent forward, touching her forehead to mine, and her right hand gripped my upper arm as tightly as her slender fingers could muster. Her mouth was closed, but she let out a sustained, high pitch moan. The rocking of her hips accelerated and began to be increasingly irregular. Still, I continued to pleasure her through her orgasm, only amplifying the intense, all-consuming pleasure she felt.

Eventually, I slumped over, resting on my side next to the still quivering Raven. I pulled back my hand, soaked with her fluids, and raised it to my mouth to lick it off. I had tasted pratically all of my girlfriends pussy juices and while Raven's wasn't something I would call "delicious," it was rather tasty. It was more important to me that Raven saw that I was comfortable with all her body had to give, which she did as she finally opened her eyes to the sight.

Her breathing was deep, and I could see her racing pulse via the arteries on her neck. With visible effort, she pulled herself up, giving me a loving kiss in deference to the fluids on my lips. She slumped back onto the bed with a broad, beaming smile on her face.

"I'm ready Arthur. I'm ready to become one with you." Her hand glided along my torso, fingers dipping into the valleys of my defined muscles. Still a little apprehensive, her fingertips brushed against my penis, still erect despite the break in the action. It twitched in response, causing her to wrap her hand around it with greater assurance.

She gripped it clumsully, despite her claims of pleasuring both Finn and Wick many a time. I could tell that despite her outward confidence, she was anxious about taking my cock inside her. Raven gave my member a few pumps with her hand, feeling the skin move against the engorged tissue.

Gently, I removed Raven's hand from my member, giving it a kiss before getting on top of her again. With my legs, I pushed Raven's aside, leaving my erection right above her pelvis. Both of our breathing became more unsteady, our eyes moving all over each other's bodies. Coincidental eye contact caused us to join for a quick peck that was more for her nerves than it was for mine. I hadn't taken someone's virginity in months, and I was rather used to the usual rough but playful sex with Octavia, Clarke, and Ghislaine, as well as the sensual slow, and romantic sex with Lexa.

I brought my right hand down to my member, gripping and angling it as I lowered my hips. The touch of my tip to her folds sent shockwaves through each of us. Raven's unsure hands came up to my pecs, as if the contact helped her overcome her nerves. With my hand guided by my eyes, I ran my tip along the length of her vagina. I looked up to see Raven staring back at me, biting her lower hip. The sounds of our breathing filled our ears as Raven gave a final, approving nod.

Slowly, I entered her. I felt the walls of her vagina stretch to accomodate my girth; I felt her tightness encompass me. A couple inches in, I felt the resistance of her hymen stop me. Raven closed her eyes, licked her lips, and pulled me close to her. Our cheeks touching, and her arms around me, I gradually increased the pressure, not wanting to push through with too much force.

Suddenly, her hymen tore, letting my erection further inside of her. Her fingernails dug into my back as she let out a pained, barely vocalized exhalation. I pulled her face back, seeing a tear forming in the corner of her eye.

"Are you okay?" I raised my hand to brush the tear from her face.

She sniffled and nodded. "Yes, i-it's not too bad," Her eyes opened to my concerned face. "You can start moving - just… slowly, okay?"

I nodded, bringing my face down to kiss her cheek. I withdrew until just my tip was still inside her. Then, I brought myself back - not all the way, but most of it. To distract from the pain, I moved to kiss her neck again and laid myself down on her to massage the side of her body.

Each time I inserted my cock, I pushed a little deeper, until finally my full length was inside her. Both to feel her entirely and to let her get used to my size, I remained there for several seconds. My mouth returned to hers as I began to move in earnest. My thrusts were still slow and deliberate; I didn't want to hurt her.

For Raven, my methodical movements helped replace her pain with pleasure, and the two of us began to moan into our kisses. One of Raven's hands began to comb through the hair of the back of my head, pulling it out of its ponytail and releasing it into curtains that obscured everything but the sight of my body. Her other hand ran along my back, feeling my rippled muscles flex with my thrusts.

"More," she cooed through our kisses.

Immediately, I sped up slightly, adjusting my hip movements to differ the angles of my insertion and retraction. Raven's hands swirled through my hair and gripped my back. I responded by lowering my hand to her pelvis, finding her clitoris again. She circled her hips around my touch and thrusted, increasing the pleasure for both of us as we continued.

I didn't wait to be told to speed up again. My rubbing on her clit likewise increased in intensity, such that Raven had to break off our kissing. She pulled me close to her, her teeth biting down on my collarbone as her hand landed on my butt cheek.

Sweat had begun to coat our bodies, allowing our mingled torsos to slide against one another. Raven pulled her hand out of my blond mane to grip her own breast, pulling on her nipple in a primal move to increase her pleasure. For my part, I attempted to maintain my frantic assault on her clit, but my approaching orgasm made my rhythm erratic.

"I'm close," I whispered into her ear.

"Inside!" She screamed without hesitation.

At that, I pulled my torso up, Raven's teeth scraping free of my skin. I put all of my effort into my final, powerful thrusts and my desperate clitoral stimulation. Raven couldn't bear the pleasure and came first, her walls seizing around my member. This was the last straw for me, as I gave my final, deep thrusts, before ejaculating as deep as I could reach inside of her.

Post-orgasm fatigue racked my body as I slumped my torso down on Raven, who was still shaking from her second orgasm of the night. In a mess of sweat and pleasure, the two laid there, gasping. I knew that with my high stats, I would be back and ready for round two in no time, and after at least fifteen seconds, I moved to pull out of her, but a quick hand on my back stopped me. Raven was feeling my erection wane inside of her, relishing every new sensation.

When I had become completely flaccid, Raven released her arm, letting me pull out of her and collapse on my back next to her. Again, we laid there, struggling to catch our breath. I recovered first, rolling over onto my side to look at Raven. Managing only to turn her eyes towards me, she forced a smile through ragged breathing to reciprocate my grin.

"Are you okay?" Even I knew how unnecessary the question was.

Raven closed her mouth into a shining beam and blinked slowly. "I am euphoric." She struggled to lift herself up, kissing me again before slumping back down. "Thank you for being so considerate."

I grabbed her hand, kissing it, then gripping it reassuringly. I don't know if the next words that came out of my mouth were entirely truthful, but they felt right and they felt truthful to me. "I love you, Raven."

"I love you, too, Art." While I was ready and willing for a round two, I knew Raven wouldn't be able to handle it. Not yet.

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- The Arkadian Kingdom | Arkadia | The Next Morning –

The next morning, I woke up with Raven held tightly in my arms and realized that I would have to leave. It brought me no joy to leave them, especially Clarke, but I needed to end this war and prepare for A.L.I.E. and the hell she would bring. After a tearfilled and heartfelt goodbye with both Clarke and Raven, I took back off into the air toward the Ice Nation capital. While I was flying back, I remembered that listed on the casualty list for the battle at Arkadia was none other than the silver werewolf general that I beat in Ghislaine's throne room. 'Now, I have to tell Ghislaine that one of her most trusted generals is dead. Great.' I mentally remarked. I knew I had to tell her, but I didn't think that it would be the best idea to do so before a major battle. Especially a battle such as this one, I mean we are assaulting the Azgedan capital for God's sake! There couldn't be any fuck ups, not now, we are too far into this war to mess up now.

So, I resolved to myself that I would tell her and most likely comfort her after the battle. As I resolved this to myself, I noticed the shift in temperature and the color of the clouds, indicating that I was getting closer and closer to the Ice Nation capital, also known as Hemir. It was stupid and rash to leave as I did, but the possibility that Clarke and my child were in danger far outweighed the need of me at the strategy meetings and possibly the first engagement. I had faith in Lexa and her status as the commander, especially after I gave her a crash course in modern technology and weaponry.

I seemed to be right to place my faith in Lexa and her abilities as a battle commander as the air was soon filled with the sound of Artillery fire. Large booms sounding off every few seconds allowed me to focus in on their location, a small ridge just a couple of miles away from the capital. I flapped my draconic wings, changing directions, and prepared myself for the chewing out of a lifetime. It was well deserved, I'll admit, but I hope she doesn't chew me for too long, we still have a battle and war to win after all. With those final thoughts in my head, I descended toward the ground and landed right next to Finn who was giving orders to the several artillery men under his command.

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A/N: Sorry, this chapter is a little shorter than the usual, but I had been in the midst of my finals when I was writing this. Anyway, hopefully, I'll be able to continue Arthur's soon, but currently, I'm pretty busy. Still, I will try my best! See yall when I see ya!