~Bound~
“To touch
is to heal, to hurt is to steal
If you
wanna kiss the sky, better learn how to kneel
On your
knees, boy!”
-U2
“Mysterious Ways”
Long live
the citrus!
Heero barely had time to send up a word of praise for Duo’s
uncanny understanding of the female mind before Relena was pressed against him,
kissing the living daylights out of him. Her tongue briefly circled his lips
before she slipped it into his mouth, calculated flicks heating his blood into
molten lava.
He moved to embrace her but the cuffs restrained him from
doing anything more than lifting his arms. Relena looked up when she noticed
his struggle. She smiled impishly as she hooked her fingers under his shirt,
peeling it off his muscled frame to pool at his wrists. His leather pants
followed suit with some help from an all-too-willing Heero. Soon he lay before
her, free of all his clothes save for his boxers.
She surveyed the toned frame of the man sprawled before her.
The thought of touching such perfection sent a steady thrum through her body as
she studied each and every part of him with a thorough intensity that made her
lover’s breath hitch and his heart pound at an unbearable pace. Just when he
thought he’d scream from the tension building in him she reached out a single
slender finger and drew her nail down his toned stomach in a feather light
caress. His stomach muscles contracted as a low growling purred deep in his
throat.
Heero panted and groaned as Relena grew bolder, exploring
the planes and ridges of his body first with tentative fingers, then with her
mouth. She trailed languid kisses over his burning skin, igniting his desire
full force, her tongue tracing ancient patterns that drove him close to
madness. He tasted of salt and something primal that inspired Relena to
experiment and discover. It was a heady taste she could very well get used to.
A low moan was torn from his throat as he felt her glide
over a sensitized nipple and he involuntarily ground his hips against hers,
desperate for relief from his painful arousal. Relena gasped at the feel of him
under her, her newfound power causing sensations she had never felt before
crashing through her. She pressed against his stiff manhood and was rewarded
with a growl that sent excitement spiraling to her very core. Exhilarated by
Heero’s response to her, she crushed her lips to his as she slipped a hand into
his boxers.
Her fingers played over his hard velvety length, curiosity
driving her to discover what could make Heero go even wilder. Revelation struck
and she flashed Heero a wicked grin before she slipped off his boxers and using
the natural lines of Heero’s body, mapped her way down to his arousal. Glancing
up at him once again, she reached down and tentatively took him into her mouth.
Heero bit his lip as he arched his lower back, the exquisite
pleasure she was giving him overwhelming his finely tuned senses. Her hot, wet
mouth teased him into frenzy, and he was forced to use all his strength to hold
back the cries that he knew would wake more than just a few people.
“Relena,” He gasped, barely able to focus, “You need to
stop. I can’t take anymore.”
She took her mouth off of him and Heero felt a keen sense of
loss. Straddling his waist once again she played with his hair, giving him time
to recover.
He studied the shroud of her nightgown as he regained
control. Looking her in the eye he spoke in a hoarse voice. “I want to see you
too.”
Nodding, Relena grabbed the hem of the gown and pulled it
over her head, none of the virginal anxiety Heero would’ve expected present.
She was completely bare, no cloth hiding her form from Heero’s eager gaze.
He studied her much the same way she had him, wishing his
hands were free to explore the skin that had just been presented to him.
Moonlight streamed through the curtains, licking softly against the gentle
curves of Relena’s body, tangling in her hair golden hair, worshipping her for
the goddess she was. The arch of her back, the swell of her hips, the creamy
paleness of her skin; she was amazing. Leaning over him, her gentle eyes were
transformed into quicksilver as she looked at him with an innocent passion he
couldn’t help but be drawn to.
“You’re beautiful.” Heero whispered, suddenly awed by the
woman on top of him. Whatever he had done to deserve this- it must’ve been
good.
Relena smiled tenderly before delicately kissing him.
Grasping his manhood in one hand she slowly guided him into her.
“No! Relena, we can’t, we don’t have any protection or-“
Her fingers against his lips silenced him. “Heero, stop being
my bodyguard for a minute, and be my lover.”
And with that she took him fully into her, an uncomfortable
tearing sensation giving her trouble for a moment before a warm fullness
diverted all her attention away from the inconvenience.
Heeo gasped, the feeling of being joined with Relena unlike
any other he had ever experienced. She rocked against him gently, sending his
protests careening away as a wave of passion overtook him. Instinct asserted
itself and he moved with her, emotions and feelings he never anticipated
washing over him as they moved as one in the moonlight, caught up in the other.
All he could feel and taste and see was her, and he felt exalted as he pounded
in and out of her, blissful agony taking hold of all his conscience.
Relena started moving faster as she could feel something
approaching, making her insides coil like a spring about to be released. She
moaned and dug her fingernails into Heero’s shoulders, riding him harder,
intent on finding out what exactly she was trying to achieve.
“Relena,” He panted, “I’m not going to make it.”
“Stay with me, Heero. We’re in this together.”
Leaning down she kissed him deeply, their bodies and mouths
fusing together. Suddenly, the spring released, and Relena was plunged into a
blinding whirl of ecstasy as she cried out from the sheer power of it.
“Oh god Heero…I love you.” She moaned, her inner muscles
clamping down on him.
Heero was quick to follow, muffling his cries in her
shoulder as he crested with her. He strained and groaned, ready to die and
loving every minute of it. His body went lax as he felt the afterglow of his
orgasm wash over him.
Spent and utterly content, Relena slumped against Heero’s
chest, utterly boneless and trying valiantly to catch her breath.
“That was nice.” She sighed dreamily.
“Better than nice.” Heero argued vaguely.
They lay in serene peace for a few minutes before Heero
shifted uncomfortably.
“Could you unlock the cuffs, Relena? My arms are starting to
cramp.”
Relena reluctantly rose from the warm cradle of Heero’s
chest. “Alright, where did you put the key?”
Heero froze. “I thought you had the key last.”
Relena’s eyes widened.
“I gave it back to Trowa in the shuttle.”
Heero and Relena looked at each other in disbelief.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Une woke up to the sound of her lover’s booming laughter.
“Trowa?! What’s wrong?”
Trowa put a hand over his mouth to muffle the sounds
bubbling out of him. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you love.”
Une relaxed. “That’s alright. What has you so worked up?”
Trowa’s laughter kicked up to a dull roar. Une waited
patiently for the green-eyed man to calm down.
“I got a phone call.” He said simply, once he was able to
respond.
Une raised an eyebrow. “A *phone call*?”
Trowa nodded. “I’m needed at the Presidential Estate.”
Une immediately shot out of bed. “Is there an emergency!?”
Trowa shook his head. “No, no, nothing like that. Heero and
Relena just haven’t learned their lesson yet.”
Une looked confused. “And what lesson would that be?”
“Always make sure you have the key.” Trowa stated
enigmatically, before leaning down to give Une a lazy kiss. “I’ll be back in a
few hours.”
Une stared after Trowa as he left the room, laughing his
head off the whole way.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
-Fin-!
AN: My
first lemon completed. Please excuse the mediocrity of it, I am told that I
*might* improve with time LOL. I hope you enjoyed my story. I know I did! ;p
Thank you for reading!
The Soundtrack:
Mysterious Ways by U2
AND THAT WAS ALL THE MUSIC I NEEDED! Damn that song’s sexy.