“C’mon Relena, let’s go!” an
impatient voice said with a stomp of her foot.
Hilde ran a hand through her short, dark hair and checked her watch for
the tenth time in the last five minutes.
Two women emerged from the bathroom-
both of whom were in their late teens.
One had long, honey-blond hair reaching down to just above her waist,
and the other had much brighter blond hair that reached all the way down the
back of her thighs.
“Jeez, what the hell took you so
long?”
“Sorry Hilde, Relena kept
fidgeting while I did her makeup,” Dorothy groaned. She turned to look at the young politician,
and a grin spread across her face.
“Hey, what’s up girl?” Hilde
asked, noting the way Relena kept looking at the carpeting.
“Guys, do I really have to do
this?” Her two friends just rolled their eyes.
“Yes. You’ve been stuck in ‘political mode’ for the
last six months. You’ve got a few days
off, and you’re gonna have some fun!” Hilde nearly
shouted at her.
“Yeah but, what if someone I know
sees me like this?” Relena asked nervously.
She was dressed to kill- in every
sense of the word. She had on a pink
halter top that came down to just above her navel, and a black, leather
miniskirt that made her long, slender legs look very enticing. To make matters worse, she also had on
thigh-high black nylons, and a pair of black high heels.
Dorothy had done her makeup for
her. She had on some dark, blue mascara
that brought out her bright eyes, some rouge to accentuated the soft contours
of her face, and a touch of ruby lipstick completed the package. Her hair hung loosely behind her and had been
brushed so profusely that it nearly glowed.
“Relena, would you relax? First, nobody you work with is going to see
you, and secondly, even if they did, who in the world would believe that the
vice foreign minister would be going to a night club dressed like that?”
Dorothy laughed.
“C’mon, the guys are supposed to
meet us there!” Hilde piped up. Relena
nearly screamed.
“What? You mean Duo and Quatre are coming too!”
“Of course, do you think we’d let
them get out of taking us out on a Friday night?” both girls quipped. Relena’s face flushed, and she put her head
down again.
“Oh would you relax! They’re not gonna
say anything!” Hilde grabbed her friend’s hand and yanked her out the door
before she made up another excuse. What
Hilde had neglected to tell Relena was that Duo and Quatre weren’t the only
guys coming; Heero was coming as well.
“Duo Maxwell, the process of
combing one’s hair does not mean you comb each strand individually,” a voice
growled in a low voice. Duo came into
the room and grinned at his best friend.
“Heero, you have no idea how much
care my hair demands! It must be well
taken care of.” His statement earned him an angry glare from the perfect
soldier.
“Be quiet, you two, if we don’t
hurry, we’re gonna miss the girls!” Quatre jumped in.
“Hmmph,
like Hilde isn’t used to Duo being late.”
“Hey Heero, what are you
implying?”
“That you’re taking too damn
long!”
“Shut-up, I just wanna look good!” Duo spat at him. He’d chosen a black turtleneck and a pair of
khakis for the evening.
“I still don’t believe that I
agreed to this!” Heero groaned. He was
dressed in a dark green, silk shirt and a pair of black jeans. His wild hair hung over his face and made his
cobalt eyes flashed with power and strength.
“Too bad, buddy, you did…now
let’s roll!”
Hilde, Dorothy, and Relena were
waiting in line when a familiar voice drew their attention.
“Hey babe!” Hilde turned to see Duo
running towards her. He swept her off
her feet and spun her around.
“Put me down!” she laughed.
“Hilde, you look great!” Duo
said, noting how her black dress hugged her slender form.
“And you look delicious,” she
cooed and kissed him long and deep.
Quatre walked up to his
girlfriend and kissed her hand.
“You look lovely tonight.”
Dorothy blushed slightly; regardless of how many he made, she always flushed
when Quatre complimented her.
Duo finally noticed Relena
standing behind them.
“Relena, is that you?” he
gawked. Hilde had given her a black,
suede jacket to wear, but she still looked hot.
“Yeah, it’s me,” she replied
meekly. Duo had to literally smack
himself to make his eyes blink again.
“Damn, what the hell happened to
you?”
“It’s called…drastic measures,”
Dorothy interrupted. The blonde looked
around and found someone missing.
“Hey, where’s number three?”
“Oh him, he’s making sure that
nobody steals his bike. I swear…he’s
obsessed with that thing,” Duo groaned.
“You forget…he restored the entire
thing by himself, and since it’s a classic Harley Davidson, I can understand
why he’s being cautious. Those are very
valuable nowadays,” Quatre stated.
“You…you guys brought someone
else with you?” Relena gulped. Hilde
grinned devilishly at her.
“Of course, they did; he’s your
date for tonight!”
“My what?” Relena gasped.
“Your date, or did you expect us
to watch you sit in the corner all night?” Relena backed away from them.
“Oh no, I’m not going on a blind
date looking like this; I’m going home.” Just as Relena turned to leave, she
bumped into someone. The force of impact
caused her stumble, but a strong arm wrapped around her waist and steadied her
feet.
“I’m terribly sorry…I didn’t mean
to…” Relena’s lips froze in mid-sentence as she saw a pair of gorgeous cobalt
eyes gazing down at her.
“H-Heero?”
“Hello Relena.”
Both of them looked at one
another and wondered if this was actually the same person that they knew. Heero was trying to get his mind to function
however it seemed to be distracted by the way Relena’s legs looked- long,
creamy, smooth…
‘Shut-up!’ Heero ordered himself.
Meanwhile, Relena was trying to
remember how to breathe. Gosh, that
shirt looked made for him- silk over steel.
The top few buttons were undone and showed a fairly good portion of his
chiseled chest. Relena found herself
wondering if his muscles felt the same way they looked- strong, warm, hard…
‘Be quiet!’ she chided herself.
“Yo! Lovebirds, are you two gonna
stare at each other all night, or are you gonna come
inside?” Duo laughed. Heero glared
angrily at the former Deathscythe pilot; the braided,
young man had failed to inform him that Relena was coming tonight. More importantly, that she was coming dressed
as the sexiest woman on the planet.
“Relena, should we join them?”
Heero asked quietly.
“Um…well…yes, I suppose so.”
Up until now, Heero had neglected
to realize that he’d had his arm around Relena’s waist for the last several
minutes. He quickly removed it, and
Relena was treated with seeing him turn a cute shade of pink.
The two of them followed their
friends into the nightclub. Heero
noticed the lust-filled glances that Relena was receiving from several men-
regardless of their age. Anger flared up
inside him, and he wondered why he felt like wanting to rip their heads
off. Out of reaction, he stepped up next
to Relena and placed his hand on the small of her back, sending out a silent
message that she was ‘off limits’.
Relena was extremely nervous as
she walked into the bustling nightclub.
She could feel and see men undressing her with their eyes, and her
stomach began to turn. Her fears fell
away when she felt Heero’s hand press up against her back in a silent gesture
of protection. She smiled inwardly; he’d
always been her silent protector.
The six of them sat down at a
table that was close to the dance floor.
Hilde tossed off her jacket and grabbed Duo’s hand.
“Come on, let’s go!”
“Right behind you, babe.” The two
of them disappeared in the mass of dancers.
“Dorothy, would you care to
dance?” Quatre asked.
“Yeah sure,” she replied and took
his hand. Now, it was just Heero and
Relena.
Several minutes of silence caused
Relena to become a little edgy, and she nearly jumped when Heero talked to her.
“Huh what?”
“I asked you how Hilde convinced
you to come here,” Heero asked.
“Well…I was kinda
forced into coming here. I finally have
a couple days off and wanted some time to myself for once. Unfortunately, Hilde had other plans. The worst part is trying to not feel naked in
this outfit.” Relena rubbed her arms through her jacket and shivered.
“I think you look nice.” Her eyes
shot open. Had Heero just complimented
her?
“Thank you…you look nice as
well.”
“Thanks, but I just tossed this
on while waiting for Duo to individually comb the strands of his hair.” Relena
started giggling, and Heero’s lips quirked up slightly.
“I wonder what his stylist
charges to do his hair!” she teased.
“Probably more than Hilde can
stand.” Relena folded her hands and looked down at the table.
“Heero…how come you haven’t been
around much lately? Did you leave the Preventers?” Relena’s security was assigned directly by
Colonel Une, and it was usually one or several of the former Gundam
pilots. When his eyes darkened, she
withdrew slightly.
“I’m sorry…I shouldn’t pry.”
“Nah…it’s okay. Actually, I’ve been in training for the last
few months. Une said that I had to learn
how to act at least somewhat sociable, or she’d never assign me to another ESUN
summit ever again.” Relena couldn’t help it and burst out laughing. Heero had been training in ‘high society
etiquette’.
“So, did they teach what hand
you’re supposed to drink your tea from?” she teased.
“Hell no, there’s no way they’d
corrupt me that much. I’ll die before I act
like some rich, pompous snob. What I
learned was essentially the customs that different countries have, and how to
act if for some reason I have to appear in person at a summit.”
Relena found herself becoming
intrigued by this conversation. She and
Heero had rarely talked like this. Even
when he’d been assigned as her bodyguard, he was still too busy protecting her
to just hold a conversation with her.
Now though, he didn’t really have a ‘mission’ and seemed much more open
than he was originally.
“Did you have to learn how to
dance?” Relena blurted out, and a smile tugged at her lips.
“Just what are you implying?”
Heero countered with a raised eyebrow.
“Well, I’ve seen you waltz, but
that’s about it. Did you learn anything
else?” His eyes narrowed at her.
“I’ll make you a bet. I’ll bet that I can dance better than you.”
“Is that a challenge?”
“You bet your behind it is. Will you accept the challenge?” Heero’s eyes
were filled with mirth, and he was trying hard not to smirk. Relena, on the other hand, was grinning slyly
at him.
“You’re on, buster. Get ready…cause you’re about to be swept off
your feet.”
“We’ll see about that!”
Relena took off her jacket and
hung it on her chair. Their conversation
had loosened her up; plus, it was hot and stuffy with so many people crowded
inside the nightclub. Heero noticed how
the thin, red material clung to Relena’s body.
The shoulder straps were very thin, and Heero realized that was all she
had on. He suddenly noticed that he was
no longer looking at the girl that he’d met several years before. She was now a woman and had developed into a
total knockout.
“Shall we?” Heero asked and
extended his hand.
“You’re going down!” Relena
responded and grabbed his hand.
Inside the flurry of lights and
smoke emanating from the ceiling, Heero managed to nudge out a space for he and
Relena to dance in. The music was fairly
slow so Heero drew Relena into his arms, and she wrapped her arms around his
neck. The two of them held that position
for just a moment, relishing the feel of their closeness.
“Let’s dance.” At Heero’s
comment, they began moving. Relena was
surprised to find that he was quite a good dancer. He spun her out in a loop, and then slid over
to capture her back in his embrace.
Relena felt herself tingle every
time she pressed up against him. She
could feel the warmth of his body, and the strength of the muscles under her
fingertips. Relena couldn’t help but
notice how well she fit in his arms. Her
body fit naturally against his, and an errant thought in her mind wondered if
they would ever ‘fit’ together another way just as well.
This had started out as a
challenge, but now, to Heero, it was fight to maintain his sanity. He’d never anticipated Relena to feel so good
rubbing up against him. Her body was so
soft and tender against his hard exterior.
She willingly pressed herself up against him and grazed his exterior
with her lusciousness. He could smell
vanilla every time she came close to him, and further exploration told him that
it was coming from her blond tresses.
“Relena!” he gasped and suddenly
spun her around.
The girl felt a little stunned as
Heero pressed himself up against her back and wrapped his arms around her
waist. She turned her head and looked
into his eyes. Even with spotlights flickering
all over the place, Relena could still see the fire blazing in his eyes.
“Relena,” he groaned softly and
nuzzled the back of her neck. She
shivered as his arms tightened around her.
Relena finally understood what was happening. Heero was letting himself go. For once in his life, the perfect soldier was
letting himself go; he was letting go of his logic and acting solely on
emotions and instinct.
“Heero…” she sighed and pressed
herself back against him a little harder than before. Relena smiled when she saw his smile of
approval. Feeling her mind haze over
slightly, she wiggled her hips against his waist and was rewarded with a deep,
masculine groan from her partner.
“Heero…what are we doing?” Relena
gasped as she felt him press against her backside again. This time, she felt a firm hardness below his
waist.
“I have no idea, but I don’t want
this to end.” He nuzzled her neck again and gave her earlobe a gentle nibble.
“Don’t stop…” Relena could
scarcely believe what she was saying, but she didn’t care. She wasn’t concerned about who saw her, or
what people would say? Heero was holding
her and touching her the way that she’d only felt in her dreams.
Heero’s strong hands slid down
over her skirt and rubbed her thighs. He
slid them back up her smooth legs, and Relena felt her cheeks heat up. Reaching back, she wrapped her arm around his
neck and pulled his head down to hers.
“Heero…” she murmured with his
face an inch from hers, “…my Heero.” Without hesitation, his lips captured
hers. It only lasted a few seconds, but
it burned into both of their memories for all time.
“Relena…” he groaned against her
neck, “…my sweet.” He claimed her mouth again and pressed himself harder
against her. Without even thinking, Relena
began to roll her hips back against him and rub her backside directly over his
groin.
The next song came on, and Relena
decided to let all of her inhibitions go.
You
know
I
don’t know what is
But
when I think about you
You’re
so irresistible
Don’t
try to tell me
That
he’s not my type
Cause
I know what I feel inside
When
he makes me weak with desire
I
know that I’m supposed to make him wait
Every
though I like to think
What
happens when I keep fanning the fire
I
know I’m meant to say no
But
he’s irresistible
Up
close and personal
Now
inescapable, I can hardly breathe
More
than just physical
Deeper
than spiritual
His
ways are powerful
Irresistible…to
me!
Relena felt like the song was telling
her feelings to Heero. She couldn’t say
them out loud so she let the song, and her body tell him instead. Her hips gyrated back into him again and
again. She felt his hands slide up her
body and brush across her breasts.
Heero wanted nothing more than
touch and feel every inch of Relena’s body.
He’d listened to the song and felt her movements. He knew what she was saying to him. That deep inside her, there was a part of her
that burned up with the thought of being with him- to lie in his arms all night
and wake up in the morning in his embrace.
“Relena…” he said huskily in her
ear.
“Mmm,”
she cooed softly, while rocking her hips in time with his.
“My sweet…let’s take this
somewhere else. I want you all to
myself.” Relena’s body nearly exploded when she heard his words. Heero reluctantly let her go but kept a hold
of her hand.
“Let’s get out of here.”
“Yes.” Relena knew the look in
his eyes; he was holding back his passion because they were inside a
nightclub. She could only guess what he
could be like when they were alone.
The two of them left without even
saying goodbye to everyone else; Relena didn’t even bother to take her jacket
with her. Heero jumped onto his bike,
and Relena climbed on behind him. She
wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly. Her hands strayed down towards the front of
his jeans, but Heero turned to look at her.
“If you do that, I’ll drive off
the road…just be patient.” She did as he asked, and they sped off into the
night.
It seemed like hours to Relena
before Heero finally pulled over and turned off his bike. She gazed around at the scenery. He’d brought to a rocky outcropping next to
ocean. But why?
“Heero, why are we in front of a
bunch of rocks?” The perfect soldier slid off his motorcycle and turned to look
at her.
“Trust me,” he stated and
extended his hand. She took it and
suddenly found herself swept up in his arms.
Heero pulled her close and ran straight towards the barrier at the cliff.
“Heero!” Relena gasped as he
jumped over the edge.
A few seconds later, they landed
back on solid ground, and Relena opened her eyes. They were on the sand now. Looking upward, Relena noticed that the rocks
formed a large overhang over this small cove, and it couldn’t be seen from the
road.
“Heero, how did you know this was
here?” He set her down on her feet.
“I’ve been here several times
before. I come here to think; it’s quiet
and hidden.” Relena kicked off her shoes and squeezed the warm sand between her
toes.
“What do you think about?” she
asked softly, leaning back against the rocks.
“A lot of things: the past, the present, the future, the war,
you, me…”
“You think about me?” Relena cut
in. Her face flushed, and she turned her
head away shyly. Back at the club, her
body had done most of the thinking, but now, she wasn’t lost in a haze of music
and smoke. It was just Heero and her.
A strong hand cupped her chin,
and Relena found herself looking into a beautiful pair of cobalt eyes.
“To answer your question, yes, I
think about you. I think about the times
that we’ve met, the pain that we’ve been through, the arguments that we’ve
had…” Heero grinned slightly at that remark, “…the reasons why I always stay
close to you, the reasons why I always protect you…”
“Why do you protect me, Heero?”
Relena interrupted again. Her heart was
pounding rapidly, and her palms were sweating.
Heero didn’t answer her, but instead, place his hands on either side of
her, trapping her body against the rock face.
“Why do I protect you?” he stated
and leaned in close to her. Relena could
feel his warm breath on her lips, and her heartbeat increased even more.
“Why do I protect you?” Heero
repeated and leaned his body against hers.
“Because you’re the one person
who gives me hope, Relena.” His answer took her by surprise, and she wrapped
her arms around his shoulders.
“Is it only hope that I give
you?” she asked while trying not to stutter.
“No, my sweet, you also give me
this…” His lips touched hers in the gentlest of brushes. Relena felt like she was going to melt; gosh,
Heero could kiss. Only his strong arm
encircling her waist kept her legs from buckling.
Relena felt him press up against
her, and she marveled at how well they fit together. Before she could think, Relena found herself
swept off her feet, and the soft sand touched her back.
Heero lay next to her calmly
stroking her cheek. He seemed to be
observing her, seeing if she was okay with what they were doing.
Relena turned on her side and
gazed into his deep, cobalt eyes. As
much as she wanted to bury herself in his arms and lose herself in him all
night, there was a nagging voice in the back of her mind.
“Heero…is this all we have?” she
asked out of the blue. He looked at her
rather confused.
“Excuse me?” Relena lowered her
head slightly; she couldn’t say this to his face.
“Is this all we have? Is all we’re able to have a single night
together where we just walk away from each other the next morning? Is all we’re able to have just a single night
of unreleased passion?” Tears stung her eyes as she spoke, but once the words
started, they wouldn’t stop.
“Relena…” Heero’s near desperate
tone caught her slightly off-guard, and she felt him grapple her to his
chest. He tilted up her chin so he could
look into her eyes.
“My sweet, listen to me very
carefully, I would never…ever treat you like a one-night stand. I would rather stay away from you forever and
be miserable than just be with you for one night. If you’re wondering if all we’ll have it just
a few stolen moments, I promise you that I won’t let that happen.”
“But Heero…you know what my life
is like. I’m hounded by reporters day in
and day out; my life isn’t my own anymore.
What would happen to you…to me…to us if we were together?”
Relena couldn’t believe that she
was saying this; it was the exact opposite of what she wanted to say. If he was willing to be with her, she’d
gladly give up everything she had, but so many people depended on her. She expected Heero to be angry, but instead,
he calmly stroked his fingers through her hair.
“Relena, I want to ask you
something. You’ve thought of me, your
brother, Noin, the Preventers,
the ESUN, and everybody else. That’s
fine. But what about you?” Heero’s hand
slid out of her hair and cupped her chin.
“Not Relena Peacecraft or Relena Dorlian but just Relena…what do you want?”
The young woman’s mouth hung
open. What did she want? No one had ever asked her that before. She’d always put others above herself. Now, here she was…being asked what she wanted
by the man who had many times occupied her every thought. It was in that moment of time when Relena
knew what her answer was; it had been a constant for the last several
years. She looked into Heero’s eyes and
said something that neither of them would ever forget.
“I want you.” It was only three
little words, but it meant so much to the both of them.
Heero kissed her deeply and
almost felt a tear fall from his eye as he listened to her admission. She’d given him an answer; now, it was his
turn to let her know. To let her know
that she was the one who brought his soul back from hell and redeemed him from
a meaningless existence.
“And I want you.” Relena’s mind
froze; did he just say that he wanted her?
“Heero…did you just…” Her eyes
clouded over again. For the first that
she could remember, Relena saw a smile cross the perfect soldier’s face. He bent down and nuzzled her nose with his;
it nearly made her giggle.
“Relena, my darling, I want you
with me- through the battles, the wars, the missions…I want you by my side.”
“Heero, my shadow warrior, I want
you with me- through the meetings, the dinners, the political bullshit…all of
it…I want you there holding me.”
Heero drew her closer and buried
his face in her soft hair. He kissed the
top of her head and felt something tugging at his heart. Part of him screamed that it would be his
final doom and destruction, but it was overridden by the feeling of
anticipation of what would happen when he said it. His strength fortified, Heero shifted Relena
in his arms and looked directly in her soft blue eyes.
“I love you, angel.” Relena threw
her arms around him and squeezed with all her might.
“I love you too!” she nearly
shouted.
Heero rolled onto his back and
pulled her on top of him. Relena settled
down on top of him and sighed as his hard body rubbed up against her soft
curves.
Now that she was sure that this
wasn’t just for tonight, Relena let her feelings of desire arise from the box
that she’d put them in.
Heero felt her fingers slithering
up his chest and begin unbuttoning his shirt.
Once it was open, Relena’s gentle hands spread the silk apart and
stroked across his chiseled chest. Heero
tensed as she tickled his stomach, and Relena tried hard not to giggle.
The perfect soldier drew his
princess close for a long, wet kiss. His
large hands slid up her back and under the fabric of her halter-top. He stroked the soft, smooth skin, and Relena
felt goosebumps growing on her flesh. Her body temperature began to rise, and a
funny feeling grew in the pit of her stomach.
Gazing down at her companion, Relena smiled at him and sat up on his
hips.
Heero gently stroked her thighs
while watching her eyes sparkle in the moonlight. His eyes widened as Relena grasped her top
and without another word pulled it over her head. Heero’s eyes were drawn to the twin mounds
protruding from her torso. He could see
the deep blush staining Relena’s body and knew that she was very nervous about
him seeing her like this.
“Relena…” he sighed with desire
in his voice. Heero slowly ran his hand
up her body and grasped her left breast.
His lover gasped sharply at the new sensation, but she did not reject
his exploration.
Heero knew the human biology very
well and planned on using his knowledge to give Relena the most pleasure
possible. He gently squeezed her flesh
and massaged it in a circular motion.
When he heard Relena whimper in delight, he knew that she was enjoying
this. She was more than enough to fill
his large hand, and Heero gazed up at his angel with love shining in his eyes.
“Am…am I okay?” Relena asked
softly. She wasn’t sure if Heero was
happy with how she looked.
‘Okay!’ Heero screamed inwardly.
‘She’s asking if she’s okay? Okay
doesn’t begin to describe her!’ He knew that Relena wanted an answer from him,
and his free hand pulled her down on top of him.
“Relena…you’re exquisite, my
love.” Heero kissed her to confirm his statement, and Relena gave an inward
sigh of relief. She let him explore her body for a while longer, loving his
callous hands rubbing her soft flesh.
“Heero…” she murmured as he
nipped at her neck, “…make love to me, please.” Heero didn’t need to be told
twice, but he wanted Relena to do something for him. Taking her hands in his, he led her down to
the belt that held his pants together.
“Go on, Relena, I want you to.” She
cautiously undid the buckle and unzipped his pants. Heero raised his hips, and she pulled the
thick material down his legs. Relena’s
eyes focused on the bulge apparent in Heero’s shorts.
“C’mere
Relena.” Heero drew her down on top of him and hugged her tightly. His hands reached for the buttons on her
skirt. At her nod, Heero slid the
garment from her legs and tossed it aside.
“Do you want this, Relena?” He
was giving her a way out if she wanted it, but her eyes shimmered at him
lovingly.
“Heero…” She tugged on his
boxers, and he helped her pushed them off.
Relena’s eyes widened when she saw his generous size. Pushing aside her nervousness, she slipped
off her panties and pressed herself up against Heero.
The two lovers entwined in a
passionate embrace without any barriers between them. Heero rolled them over and laid Relena down
on the soft sand. His hands stroked and
caressed every inch of her body, while his mouth eagerly drank from her
lips. Relena felt her body aching with
desire and knew that it was time.
“Heero…” she sighed once again
and caught his eye, “…please, my love, take me.” Her legs opened for him, and
Heero slid between her thighs.
Wanting to make sure that she was
ready, he slid his hand down between her legs and gently stroked her
center. He teased the blond curls that
hid her virgin entrance, and Relena squirmed underneath him. Heero felt her open up for him and slipped
his index finger inside her.
“Heero!” Relena cried out. Her insides were turning to molten lava and
burning with indescribable pleasure. She
tightened her insides around his invading finger and moaned as he thrust it inside
her again.
“Heero…please…now!” Hearing her
plea, the perfect soldier removed his hand and lay himself down on top of
her. His pressed himself against her
entrance and groaned with anticipation.
“Are you ready, angel?” His body
was begging for access to her hot insides, but he refused to move without her
permission.
“Yes, my darling, go inside me.”
Heero took hold of her hips and
carefully spread her open. Relena’s head
fell back as she felt her body spread to accommodate Heero’s hard shaft. He got about an inch inside her when her
maiden wall prevented him entry. With
one sharp thrust, Heero buried himself inside Relena’s body.
Her cries rang out as she felt
her virginity being torn away. She
shivered like she was freezing but suddenly became very warm. Heero’s arms had wrapped around her and were
gently rocking her. One of his hands
cupped her breast and gently stroked the hardness of her pink nipple.
“That feel better?” Heero
murmured as he pleasured her once again.
He wanted to distract her from the pain that he’d just caused inside
her. Relena nodded slightly in response.
Heero’s hips remained still, but
his hands continued to work on her.
Bending down, he took one of her small rosebuds into his mouth and
suckled her gently.
“Heero!” Relena gasped. He could feel her relaxing, and her nectar
was beginning to coat his shaft. When he
was sure that she was ready, Heero drew himself a few inches out of her and
slowly pushed back in. Relena let out a
low, soft moan.
“Was that okay?” Heero slowly
repeated his thrust, and Relena nodded her head franticly.
“Yes…uh, keep going.” This time,
as Heero pulled out, she rolled her hips forward to keep him inside her.
It took a few tries, but they
soon developed a strong rhythm. Every
thrust that Heero made was met by a push of Relena’s hips. Heero held onto her hips, guiding her against
him to give her the most pleasure.
Relena was thoroughly enjoying
herself. She finally had the man that
she’d always wanted, and he was making incredible love to her. She felt him touch her soul with each thrust,
reaching deep inside her depths. Heero
hit her hot spot with each penetration, and Relena was soon emitting a soft,
continuous moan.
Heero groaned in sweet agony as
he did his best to hold back his release.
He’d found the perfect woman- no question about it. She drove him crazy with her soft moans and
gentle caresses to his face. Relena’s
sweet vice held him so tightly that he thought he’d snap, but it just felt so
good to be in her like this.
They lost track of time as they
made love on that quiet patch of sand.
Heero thrusting into her deeply, while their mouths met in hungry
kisses.
Relena felt ready to explode; she
was teetering on oblivion and wanted to fall off into eternity with Heero. Heero watched her as they made love; she was
so beautiful. Her eyes were half-closed,
her cheeks were flushed, and she was softly panting as he sent her higher and
higher. He knew that he was almost at
his limit and lifted her legs up onto his shoulders.
“Oh Heero!” Relena gasped as he
penetrated her even deeper.
“Put your legs around me.” She did
as he ordered and scissored her legs around his
waist. His next thrust took him farther
inside her than he’d ever been before.
It was all Relena needed. Her
eyes snapped shut, and her mouth opened in a silent cry.
“HEERO!” she screamed into the
night as her world exploded in white light.
Heero felt her body rippling around him, and her love nectar splashing
over his pulsing shaft. With a loud
grunt, he let himself go and joined his princess in ecstasy.
“RELENA!” he groaned as his shaft
erupted into her young body.
For a few precious moments, they
were all there was in the world. Relena
felt Heero on top of her, his warm hardness protecting her as he’d always
done. Opening her eyes, she came face to
face with his gorgeous cobalt spheres.
“Hmm Heero…” she murmured. He kissed her softly and raised himself up
slightly. Very reluctantly, he slid
himself from her body, and Relena let out a disappointed moan.
“My angel…” Heero sighed and
gathered her in his arms.
“I love you.” Relena purred into
his chest.
“And I love you.” Heero said into
her hair.
After several minutes of holding
one another, Heero noticed that it was getting a bit chilly outside, and he
didn’t want Relena to get sick.
“Relena, we better go; it’s
getting cold out here.”
“Okay, but do you have to take me
home?” she pleaded.
“Would you like to see my place?”
Her eyes lit up, and she smiled brightly.
Heero helped her to her feet, and they put their clothes back on.
“So, how do we get out of here?”
Relena inquired. Heero wrapped an arm
around her waist and pulled out his hand-held grappler from his back pocket.
“Like this…” He fired it up above
the cliff where it latched onto the road railing. Relena squealed as it lifted them both of the
ground and back up onto the highway.
“You’re full of surprises!” she
giggled. Relena quickly noticed how much
the temperature had dropped and rubbed her bare arms. Now, she wished that she’d brought her
jacket.
“Cold?” She nodded at Heero’s
question. He opened one of the black
bags on the side of his motorcycle and pulled out a leather jacket.
“Here…it may be little big, but
it’ll work for now.” Heero stepped behind her and helped Relena put it on. It went well past her waist, and her arms
were way too short to be seen.
“Is this yours?” Heero nodded,
and Relena hugged herself with delight.
She could smell him on the jacket.
He climbed on the back of the old Harley Davidson and turned towards
her.
“Ready to go?” Relena took his
offered hand and climbed on behind him.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and nuzzled her face against the
back of his neck.
“Take me home, Heero.” Her
statement made him smile, and he cranked up the engine.
“Hold on tight,” he ordered.
“Don’t worry, I’d do that
anyway,” she giggled. This time, Heero
chuckled softly and released the brake.
With a loud roar, the two of them sped off into the night.
Author’s Notes: To be perfectly honest, this wasn’t the best
work that I’ve ever done, but hey, I wrote most of this at three in the morning
so cut me some slack! The song
“Irresistible” is courtesy of Jessica Simpson.
Anyway, hope you enjoyed it. If
you did, please let me know; I’d appreciate it.