One night [ R or NC-17, Lemon]
Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2003 11:12 am
One Night
R or NC-17
Lemon
?This is really beautiful,? he told her as he came up behind her on the balcony, slipping his arm around her small waist. Moonlight illuminated the steam rising gently form the hot spring just beyond the dunes. ?I like the way you look in that robe,? Heero said against her ear. ?I like a lot of things about you.?
?Do you like my closet?? Relena asked.
?I don?t see what your closet has to do with anything,? he said as his tongue flicked her earlobe. ?Do you have any idea what you look like in the moonlight with your hair all wild from the breeze??
?Not really.?
?It?s so incredible that I think I?d better show you instead of trying to explain.? Heero scooped her into his arms and carried her into the living room. The bedroom was too far, so he decided to improvise. Using one foot, he tosses all the cushions from the furniture into a pile on the floor, then carefully lowered them both down to the cushions.
?I like that,? he said as he began to taste her neck.
?I haven?t done anything.?
?You?re touching me.?
?Oh.?
?Touch me more.?
Heero took one hand and fanned her hair out against the pillow. His other hand was busy trying to unfasten her robe. His mouth wasn?t idle. He sought and found the ultra sensitive spot near her collarbone and was rewarded by feeling her shiver beneath him. With his heartbeat increasing, Heero told himself it was the fascinating fragrance clinging to each strand of her hair, not the fact that for the first time in his life his mind was involved as his body.
?You smell like a flower.? His voice cracked slightly, but she didn?t seem to notice. That knowledge only added to the tightness in his stomach.
His other hand went up to her shoulder and he tugged her closer to him. She felt soft beneath him and he silently decided not to think about the tenderness he felt almost as strongly as the desire rushing through him. Her head fell back against the cushions as her pale eyes met his. Her pupils were dilated. They caught and held the faint light, turning into lush, shimmering pools. The sound of her breathing fanned the fires burning deep in the pit of him gut. His thumb found its way to her chin, then ventured further, to the gentle lope of her lower lip.
His heart was pounding in his ears and Heero knew it was time to decide. He also knew there could be no other decision. He felt as if he?d waited a lifetime for this moment. Tentatively, his hand fanned out against her cheek, leaving his thumb to rest against her slightly parted lips. Her breath was warm where it spilled over his hand. His eyes fixed on her mouth as his fantasies began to mingle with the reality of being so close to perfection.
?Heero??
Heero wondered if she knew how incredibly sexy her voice was. He doubted it.
She moved closer to him, until he could feel the outline of her body molding against him. Restraint, once his watchword, was becoming a foreign concept.
When her tongue flicked out to moisten her lower lip, he followed the movement with the pad of his thumb. His actions caused her mouth to open further and her hands moved up and captured fistfuls of his shirt. When she raised herself against him, Heero swallowed the groan in his throat. The heat in his stomach had moved lower, inspiring a whole new array of fantasies.
?Heero.?
He heard his name at about the same time he felt her begin to push him away. He desperately wanted to struggle against her hands, and continue this sweet exploration for the next several hours.
?Heero.?
?Not again,? he pleaded.
?Yes, again,? she groaned. ?Your damned cell phone is ringing again. We?re cursed.? Heero stood and went back out to the balcony to take the call.
?What was it?? she asked as he came back in and fell on to the cushions.
?Nothing urgent,? he promised her. ?Just Lady Une checking in, she had no idea I?m here. Now, back to the important stuff??
Relena smiled at him. ?What if I?ve lost interest??
Slowly, deliberately, he eased his hand around her back, until his fingers entwined in strands of silky hair. She looked at him, her head tilted back and her lips slightly parted.
?I care about you,? he said.
She said nothing but he felt her lean in to him. That would have to be enough for now. It was all the encouragement he needed. His mouth met hers, forceful and demanding.
With their mouths joined together, she slipped her hand inside his shire, caressing him. Her actions quickened his need. He sat up, with Relena draped across him lap.
?Don?t go anywhere,? he said against her lips as he moved away from her to shrug out of his shirt. He dropped it on the floor and placed his hands on her shoulders.
For a brief instant he looked into her heavy-lidded, thickly lashed eyes. Finding no resistance, he pushed. She tumbled backward and he moved with her, covering her small body with his own.
The feel of her beneath him was powerfully erotic. He reached for her wrists and caught them in his hand. Gently he moved her hands above her head. He tasted her hungrily, anxious to know every part of her.
He was only vaguely aware of her perfume. All his senses seemed to be locked on the slow gyration of her hips. There it was again. The unexpected passion that aroused him beyond belief. He prayed for control.
Heero tore away from her mouth and pressed his lips against the pulse point at her throat. All the while, he was attentive to keep her hands safely above her head. A small, low sound escaped from her when his mouth traveled lower, kissing her through the silk fabric of her robe. He felt her move then, trying to free her hands.
?In a minute,? he promised her as he nuzzled the valley between her firm, rounded breasts.
?Please, Heero??
?Not yet,? ha said as he bent his leg and insinuated himself between her thighs. It was his turn to moan.
With his free hand, he smoothed the few strands of hair away from her face, then made a trail from her brow to her lower lip. Her tongue flicked out to moisten his fingertip, nearly sending him over the edge.
Sliding up, he again found her mouth as his hand began a slow descent, over her collarbone until he felt the slope of her breast in his palm. He felt pressure as she strained against his hand and again tried to free her wrists.
?Heero,? she said urgently against his mouth.
He lifted his head and saw the fire in her eyes. When hi hand closed over her breast, Heero watched, fascinated, as her lips parted on a sudden breath. It was a heady experience watching her reaction as his thumb grazed her erect nipple. It pleased him immeasurably to see her reaction, to feel her response.
?I want to make love to you,? he managed in a hoarse voice,
?I want that too,? she answered urgently.
He barely allowed the final syllable before his mouth was again on hers. He teased her with his fingers. Alternating the stroke and pressure until he began to feel her wiggle beneath him. He let go of her wrists.
Her fingers were all over him. Relena had never felt such urgency. Her heart was beating in her ears. Her skin felt hot from the exhilaration surging through her veins. Not being able to touch him had only made her more determined. Now unencumbered, she began peeling away the remainder of his clothing. She leaned forward and placed a kiss against the soft muscle.
When her fingers found their way to his belt buckle, Relena smiled when she heard the breath hiss through his clenched teeth. It was his turn to be the recipient of this most exquisite form of torture.
He propped himself on his elbow and looked down at her. He was motionless as he allowed her to caress his hard, muscular arms and shoulders. Relena?s hands moved again and she tugged at his belt.
He responded by teasing her nipple again. A sexy half smile punctuated his expression. He slid from the bed of cushions and held his hand out to her. Relena joined him in the stream of moonlight filtering through the window.
?If you keep looking at me like that, I?ll probably lose it and tear your clothes off.?
?No need,? she said as her head tilted back. As he watched, she slowly peeled the sleeves away from her shoulders at a deliberately teasing pace. The robe fell away, revealing the edges of her lacy bra. Heero needed no more encouragement.
He kicked her robe into the pile with his shirt. His eyes roamed over her exposed skin. He dropped to his knees; his open mouth fell against her stomach. She massaged the corded muscles at his shoulders while he placed warm kisses on the sensitive flesh just above her waist. Relena grabbed his head and groaned.
When he rose to full height, he took Relena with him. They floated back to the cushions. Heero placed her against the pillows, then shed what remained of his clothes. She gaped in admiration when he was next to her, devouring her with his eyes.
He felt her roll against him as he joined her. He allowed himself the pleasure of watching as he ran his palm over her full breast and flat stomach. He teased her by dipping his fingertips beneath the waistband of her black lace panties. He loved watching the way her eyelids fluttered each time he explored a new part of her supple body.
As he removed her remaining garments, Heero kissed the part of her he had uncovered. Her skin was flawlessly soft and pale beneath his hand. He could gladly have spent hours exploring every tantalizing inch of her.
?Please,? she breathed.
?Please what?? he countered as he reached to stroke the sensitive skin at the inside of her thigh.
?Please?? she repeated in an urgent whisper.
Heero covered her, carefully positioning himself so that he could watch her face. She caught her lower lip in her teeth when he entered her. He stopped, long enough for her to get used to him. The slow circular motion of her hips told him all he needed to know. Slipping one hand beneath her waist, he arched her against him but made certain he could still see her expression. He watched her intently as their bodies found a primitive rhythm. He watched her eyes, her mouth, her lips.
He felt her reach for him once, then apparently Relena settled for massaging his chest with urgent fingers. Her eyes closed as she moved in unison with him. When she rapped her legs around him, he found himself buried blissfully deeper. He felt her muscles began to tense and, as she clutched him, Heero experienced wave after wave of fierce satisfaction.
He lay next to her, cradling her in his arms. He could feel each breath against his skin and heard her contented sigh. The sound brought a purely egotistical smile to his lips. And that was how they ended that one night.
~End~
R or NC-17
Lemon
?This is really beautiful,? he told her as he came up behind her on the balcony, slipping his arm around her small waist. Moonlight illuminated the steam rising gently form the hot spring just beyond the dunes. ?I like the way you look in that robe,? Heero said against her ear. ?I like a lot of things about you.?
?Do you like my closet?? Relena asked.
?I don?t see what your closet has to do with anything,? he said as his tongue flicked her earlobe. ?Do you have any idea what you look like in the moonlight with your hair all wild from the breeze??
?Not really.?
?It?s so incredible that I think I?d better show you instead of trying to explain.? Heero scooped her into his arms and carried her into the living room. The bedroom was too far, so he decided to improvise. Using one foot, he tosses all the cushions from the furniture into a pile on the floor, then carefully lowered them both down to the cushions.
?I like that,? he said as he began to taste her neck.
?I haven?t done anything.?
?You?re touching me.?
?Oh.?
?Touch me more.?
Heero took one hand and fanned her hair out against the pillow. His other hand was busy trying to unfasten her robe. His mouth wasn?t idle. He sought and found the ultra sensitive spot near her collarbone and was rewarded by feeling her shiver beneath him. With his heartbeat increasing, Heero told himself it was the fascinating fragrance clinging to each strand of her hair, not the fact that for the first time in his life his mind was involved as his body.
?You smell like a flower.? His voice cracked slightly, but she didn?t seem to notice. That knowledge only added to the tightness in his stomach.
His other hand went up to her shoulder and he tugged her closer to him. She felt soft beneath him and he silently decided not to think about the tenderness he felt almost as strongly as the desire rushing through him. Her head fell back against the cushions as her pale eyes met his. Her pupils were dilated. They caught and held the faint light, turning into lush, shimmering pools. The sound of her breathing fanned the fires burning deep in the pit of him gut. His thumb found its way to her chin, then ventured further, to the gentle lope of her lower lip.
His heart was pounding in his ears and Heero knew it was time to decide. He also knew there could be no other decision. He felt as if he?d waited a lifetime for this moment. Tentatively, his hand fanned out against her cheek, leaving his thumb to rest against her slightly parted lips. Her breath was warm where it spilled over his hand. His eyes fixed on her mouth as his fantasies began to mingle with the reality of being so close to perfection.
?Heero??
Heero wondered if she knew how incredibly sexy her voice was. He doubted it.
She moved closer to him, until he could feel the outline of her body molding against him. Restraint, once his watchword, was becoming a foreign concept.
When her tongue flicked out to moisten her lower lip, he followed the movement with the pad of his thumb. His actions caused her mouth to open further and her hands moved up and captured fistfuls of his shirt. When she raised herself against him, Heero swallowed the groan in his throat. The heat in his stomach had moved lower, inspiring a whole new array of fantasies.
?Heero.?
He heard his name at about the same time he felt her begin to push him away. He desperately wanted to struggle against her hands, and continue this sweet exploration for the next several hours.
?Heero.?
?Not again,? he pleaded.
?Yes, again,? she groaned. ?Your damned cell phone is ringing again. We?re cursed.? Heero stood and went back out to the balcony to take the call.
?What was it?? she asked as he came back in and fell on to the cushions.
?Nothing urgent,? he promised her. ?Just Lady Une checking in, she had no idea I?m here. Now, back to the important stuff??
Relena smiled at him. ?What if I?ve lost interest??
Slowly, deliberately, he eased his hand around her back, until his fingers entwined in strands of silky hair. She looked at him, her head tilted back and her lips slightly parted.
?I care about you,? he said.
She said nothing but he felt her lean in to him. That would have to be enough for now. It was all the encouragement he needed. His mouth met hers, forceful and demanding.
With their mouths joined together, she slipped her hand inside his shire, caressing him. Her actions quickened his need. He sat up, with Relena draped across him lap.
?Don?t go anywhere,? he said against her lips as he moved away from her to shrug out of his shirt. He dropped it on the floor and placed his hands on her shoulders.
For a brief instant he looked into her heavy-lidded, thickly lashed eyes. Finding no resistance, he pushed. She tumbled backward and he moved with her, covering her small body with his own.
The feel of her beneath him was powerfully erotic. He reached for her wrists and caught them in his hand. Gently he moved her hands above her head. He tasted her hungrily, anxious to know every part of her.
He was only vaguely aware of her perfume. All his senses seemed to be locked on the slow gyration of her hips. There it was again. The unexpected passion that aroused him beyond belief. He prayed for control.
Heero tore away from her mouth and pressed his lips against the pulse point at her throat. All the while, he was attentive to keep her hands safely above her head. A small, low sound escaped from her when his mouth traveled lower, kissing her through the silk fabric of her robe. He felt her move then, trying to free her hands.
?In a minute,? he promised her as he nuzzled the valley between her firm, rounded breasts.
?Please, Heero??
?Not yet,? ha said as he bent his leg and insinuated himself between her thighs. It was his turn to moan.
With his free hand, he smoothed the few strands of hair away from her face, then made a trail from her brow to her lower lip. Her tongue flicked out to moisten his fingertip, nearly sending him over the edge.
Sliding up, he again found her mouth as his hand began a slow descent, over her collarbone until he felt the slope of her breast in his palm. He felt pressure as she strained against his hand and again tried to free her wrists.
?Heero,? she said urgently against his mouth.
He lifted his head and saw the fire in her eyes. When hi hand closed over her breast, Heero watched, fascinated, as her lips parted on a sudden breath. It was a heady experience watching her reaction as his thumb grazed her erect nipple. It pleased him immeasurably to see her reaction, to feel her response.
?I want to make love to you,? he managed in a hoarse voice,
?I want that too,? she answered urgently.
He barely allowed the final syllable before his mouth was again on hers. He teased her with his fingers. Alternating the stroke and pressure until he began to feel her wiggle beneath him. He let go of her wrists.
Her fingers were all over him. Relena had never felt such urgency. Her heart was beating in her ears. Her skin felt hot from the exhilaration surging through her veins. Not being able to touch him had only made her more determined. Now unencumbered, she began peeling away the remainder of his clothing. She leaned forward and placed a kiss against the soft muscle.
When her fingers found their way to his belt buckle, Relena smiled when she heard the breath hiss through his clenched teeth. It was his turn to be the recipient of this most exquisite form of torture.
He propped himself on his elbow and looked down at her. He was motionless as he allowed her to caress his hard, muscular arms and shoulders. Relena?s hands moved again and she tugged at his belt.
He responded by teasing her nipple again. A sexy half smile punctuated his expression. He slid from the bed of cushions and held his hand out to her. Relena joined him in the stream of moonlight filtering through the window.
?If you keep looking at me like that, I?ll probably lose it and tear your clothes off.?
?No need,? she said as her head tilted back. As he watched, she slowly peeled the sleeves away from her shoulders at a deliberately teasing pace. The robe fell away, revealing the edges of her lacy bra. Heero needed no more encouragement.
He kicked her robe into the pile with his shirt. His eyes roamed over her exposed skin. He dropped to his knees; his open mouth fell against her stomach. She massaged the corded muscles at his shoulders while he placed warm kisses on the sensitive flesh just above her waist. Relena grabbed his head and groaned.
When he rose to full height, he took Relena with him. They floated back to the cushions. Heero placed her against the pillows, then shed what remained of his clothes. She gaped in admiration when he was next to her, devouring her with his eyes.
He felt her roll against him as he joined her. He allowed himself the pleasure of watching as he ran his palm over her full breast and flat stomach. He teased her by dipping his fingertips beneath the waistband of her black lace panties. He loved watching the way her eyelids fluttered each time he explored a new part of her supple body.
As he removed her remaining garments, Heero kissed the part of her he had uncovered. Her skin was flawlessly soft and pale beneath his hand. He could gladly have spent hours exploring every tantalizing inch of her.
?Please,? she breathed.
?Please what?? he countered as he reached to stroke the sensitive skin at the inside of her thigh.
?Please?? she repeated in an urgent whisper.
Heero covered her, carefully positioning himself so that he could watch her face. She caught her lower lip in her teeth when he entered her. He stopped, long enough for her to get used to him. The slow circular motion of her hips told him all he needed to know. Slipping one hand beneath her waist, he arched her against him but made certain he could still see her expression. He watched her intently as their bodies found a primitive rhythm. He watched her eyes, her mouth, her lips.
He felt her reach for him once, then apparently Relena settled for massaging his chest with urgent fingers. Her eyes closed as she moved in unison with him. When she rapped her legs around him, he found himself buried blissfully deeper. He felt her muscles began to tense and, as she clutched him, Heero experienced wave after wave of fierce satisfaction.
He lay next to her, cradling her in his arms. He could feel each breath against his skin and heard her contented sigh. The sound brought a purely egotistical smile to his lips. And that was how they ended that one night.
~End~
Thanx for sharing!
Although...where exactly were they? Is it their first time? Sorry, I couldn't get the exact sitch they were in...
