[Slave To Your Love Contest] Embrace Your Wings

[Leia Avenrose]

Disclaimer: I don?t own Gundam Wing?. I only own the AU storyline and the characters that I had made up within my spare time. I hope you enjoy, for this story is probably the only one to make the contest.
Dedication: To all the LEMON lovers out there who are into HARDCORE XXX! You all kick!



Embrace Your Wings
By: Lynzi Knight
Rating: NC-17/XXX



?We have to stop meeting like this,? the breathless woman managed to whisper. She moaned softly, ignoring the thin slivers of shadow that traveled past the slim light trailing underneath door. She felt his hands, gentle and forceful at the same time, callused and soft, caress her covered breasts. She felt the dull throb within the center of her legs, the ache that said ?I need you. I want you.? Her knees trembled, almost buckled. She held on. Feeling the warm, wet, tender lips press feather kisses to the underside of her jaw, then down her neck to rest above her collarbone, she savored their touch, the tenderness he himself could never bring forth so openly. She felt the tremor course throughout her body, starting from the touched point and ending just to the tip of her toes.

The feeling lingered, and then sprinkled down to her nipples. She breathed a sharp gasp when he stroked his fingers along the length of her slender neck, and trailed them along her collarbone, applying more pressure to the dip behind it. She felt him take her left breast into his large hand and kneaded the plump flesh hard and slow. It sent a sensuous feeling all over her body, made her blood turn to fire. Letting her head fall back against the wall slowly, she purred deep in her throat and brought her hands to his head. She tangled her long fingers in the dark brown strands, feeling his tongue dart out of his mouth and touch her heated skin. As he licked her neck, he pressed his lips to her neckline and sucked in the skin there, suckling it with hard, sharp, enticing motions. She sucked in a sharp breath of air, hissing it through her teeth at the feeling of her blood being sucked to that one spot.

While his mouth was occupied, he took his hand from her breast and shimmied it down the length of her abdomen. He felt her abs catch slightly from the contact, twitching. His eyes smiled. Today her style of clothing was a white blouse underneath a dark blue coat, satin ruffles spilling over the collar. Her skirt stopped just at mid-thigh and showed off the toned, lean tan legs beautifully. Any guy who dropped his eyes on this set of legs would be in a painful twist for quite some time. His hand reached down, his fingers touching her thigh. He fondled softly, and then began to slide his hand up her thigh, the tips of his fingers itching painfully. When he found what he had pained over, his breath caught in his throat, the hard lump confined in his pants jerking, desperate for what she could give him. His fingers found the source of a woman, the true spot of beauty when it came down to looks.

He found wetness so pure, so juicy; he nearly jumped out of his pants. And the bareness that only an article of clothing could give one when not there?.

When he pulled his mouth from her neck, he looked down at it. The smirk, the laughter was evident in his dark eyes. ?You have been tainted, fair Princess,? he stated, growling under his breath, bending forward to smell her floral and fruity scent. He stroked his tongue along her neck again. ?When is that meeting??

Relena Peacecraft let her eyes drift shut. She had forgotten about that?. She let her head fall forward and caught it. Staring into his deep blue eyes, a sigh entered the small room. ?I completely forgot about it! Do you remember when it starts?? She began to straighten her coat and shirt. ?I have to get there and quickly, too.? Her hands flew to her skirts, paused. She narrowed her eyes at the man in front of her.

?What do you think you?re doing??

The silent soldier shrugged casually. He dipped his fingers forward, sliding them over the mound. They disappeared, touching her clitoris for a split second, and entered her without any problems. At the electricity that erupted her mind to go blank and her eyes to darkness, she uttered his name on a murmur of air and let her head fall forward to rest on his shoulder. She then brought an arm up and draped it loosely around his neck to keep herself from crumpling to the ground. Heero Yuy pressed a kiss to her temple, his fingers working quickly. Relena felt her inner thighs, with the rest of her body, twitch at the bolts of passion that flowed throughout her body and went straight to her head. She moaned loudly, sucking in her lower lip between her teeth.

She had to keep quiet, or else they?d hear her.

With his fingers squirming inside her, he took his free hand and began to unbutton her jacket. He clumsily pushed it off her shoulders, her arm falling off his own shoulder to her side, and started to undo her shirt. Relena shook her head, moaning quietly in response. She doubled over slightly and, locking her knees in place, climaxed standing up. She cried out, her mouth covering his shoulder, cutting off her scream of passion. Her breath came out in short gasps; while she leaned on Heero for support She felt her knees tremble, almost buckle out from beneath her.

Heero watched her for a moment longer before he began to undo his pants. While the breathless woman in front of him continued to get some air, he let his pants slide down his legs and rest in a pool around his ankles. Relena, upon hearing the fabric hit the floor with a soft whisper of air, blinked and lifted her head. Just what the hell did he think he was going to accomplish this time, she wondered, briefly flicking her eyes downwards. His arousal stood right up against the material of his blue boxers. She stared at him in consideration and in confusion at the same time.

?What are you doing?? she nearly shrieked, trying to fix her jacket and skirts. ?I have a meeting to get to, I don?t have time for a good romp in the janitor?s closet, Heero.?

He lifted his head, while his hands grasped his boxers and inched them down the length of his throbbing member, and peered out at her from his dark brown bangs that covered his forehead and nearly his eyes. A corner of his mouth twitched, as he attempted a smile. His boxers hit the pile of pants. ?You don?t have a meeting, and this will be a good romp.? He moved for her slowly, a playful, lusty look lighting his eyes.

Relena mocked a heavy, exasperated sigh, and rolled her eyes as she gave up with straightening her clothes. No use, he?d still wreck them. She could feel the flush of her skin, the heat of it, demand for more of what he could give her. She knew of how good he was at what he did, at what he had just begun to do. He seemed to enjoy, she did, too, but not in a janitor?s closet at the Embassy! She pressed her back up against the wall. There was nowhere to go. She watched him with passion-hooded eyes, striking a seductive pose along the wall. The look in his eyes was desire and had a feral edge to it. She liked it when he got like this; it made her want him all the more.

?Well,? she murmured in a husky, low voice, ?come and get me, I?m all yours, Heero.?

Heero growled deep in his throat as he reached her. Grabbing her skirts, he went to pull them down, just rip them from her body. Relena shook her head, giving him a noise that said ?stop!?. She laid a hand on his forearm, and then reached back to undo the clasp and zipper that held the delicate cloth together. She wriggled her hips provocatively, waiting for him to do something about the skirts. He smirked and slowly pulled the skirts from her body, letting them fall to the ground, then, instead of doing what she figured he would do, he scooped her up into his arms, turned and began to head deeper into the spacious closet. Relena gasped, clutching him tightly, as she watched shelves and shelves of equipment pass them by.

?Where are we going?? She looked over his shoulder at their clothing still on the ground in front of the door. ?You forgot our clothes, Heero! What if someone were to stumble upon them, and then what would they think? What would they do??

Heero ignored her, his mind set on the bed at the back of the room he had seen earlier while searching it for some useful tools. Upon seeing the cot, he gently laid the woman down before leaning overtop of her. Relena felt small compared to him. Staring up into his eyes, she felt the pulse between her legs quicken. A little bit of wetness seeped out. She swallowed, fearing that someone might walk in on them. Now that was something she didn?t want! She jumped, squealing softly in fright, as she felt him caress her bare legs. He slowly dragged his fingers from her ankle up to the tendon of her knee. Once there, he gently, playfully, pinched the thick ligament, liking the gasp he heard whisper along the air. Then, gradually sliding his fingers up and over her knee, he let his nails skim her inner thighs as he carefully pushed them apart, spreading her legs open for him to see the true beauty of a woman.

He had never been able to see that until now, was never taught of it until now.

He wanted it, he longed to take it and make it his.

Climbing onto the bed, he positioned himself between her legs. Letting the tip of his erection glide over her wet entrance, he let her feel the moisture that also clung to his penis. It was all-natural. Relena frowned a little scowl, and lifted her head to look at where he was placed. Heero leaned forward. His tongue slid out of his mouth and began to play with the little taut pebble that stuck up. He felt the lips touching his masculinity twitch. They slowly took him in by an inch. He switched to the other breast that, he knew, ached for the attention.Her lips never moved this time. Heero lifted his eyes to her face, catching her frown. He raised his head and stared at her, confusion mixing with the longing.

?What?? He had barked it out so innocently.

?What are you waiting for?? she demanded, playfully. ?Are you writing a story or something, in your mind, to share with your little buddies??

If he could laugh, he would?ve done so. His eyes did it for him. Relena winked up at him, linked her fingers behind his head, and crushed her lips to his. Heero used the opportunity and thrust hard, forcefully. Relena cried out against his lips, and then rocked her hips to match his hard, fast, demanding tempo. Moaning and swinging her hips to his cadence, she took her hands from his neck, and placed one hand on his arm, while the other shimmied underneath the pillow that cradled her head. Keeping the eye contact, she rose slowly, and pressed a gentle kiss to his cool lips, then forced her tongue up against his, teasing him. In response, he teased her back and pushed harder. She was unprepared for that and fell back against the pillow, crying out with a savage nature.

Not caring anymore if someone heard them, Heero, while trying to get a grip on his self-control, pushed harder, wanting to hear her cry out louder, cry out for more. The metal was cool under her heated skin, as she grasped it as best as she could. It was his time to pay. She was going to get him back, and she knew what would piss him off the most. She heard him groan under his breath, his pace slowing down just a bit. She moaned in response to the feeling of her climax backing down. No, she didn?t want that to happen. She wanted it to come to her, to lift her away and make her fly.

She let her labored breathing die down to a heavy pant. She pushed her hips up, sliding herself farther along the length of his rigid member, just as he pushed forward. Relena winced as she felt a sharp stab of pain. She did it again, hoping that he?d get the idea. He caught on quick. As Heero sped up his tempo, Relena unlocked the gears and waited for the right moment. Her climax rose higher and higher, she could feel it. She didn?t want it to go, she had to complete this task before she was thrown overboard with the tidal wave....