Better Ideas 6 Lemon! longer!

[Zeros Lost Soul]

Better Ideas 6


They walked casually into the large hall. Heero managed to pick up to glasses of wine for them. At a function like this no one would question Mariemeia’s age. She lightly sipped at her wine as the exchanged formalities with several high-ranking preventors and delegates. One of them started on of their long opinionated speeches about what they could be doing for the world.
“Care for a dance Heero?” Mariemeia glanced his way with what most would think as a shining smile, Heero knew she meant it only so they could get away from all the long winded speeches and discussions. He nodded his acceptance and escorted her to the dance floor. He wrapped his arm around her waist as she placed her hand on his shoulder. “Thanks, I thought we would be stuck listening to them all night.” She smiled genuinely as they moved to the music.
“It was for my benefit as much as yours.” Heero replied.
“Oh so it had nothing to do with dancing with a pretty young woman, huh?” Mariemeia asked sarcastically. Heero was taken aback slightly by the comment but recovered quickly. The music slowed as they spoke. Mariemeia moved closer, wrapping her arms around his neck. Their conversation ended for the moment as they danced. The music eventually ended and the walked off the dance floor. “I think I’ll speak to a few of the other preventors if you want to retreat for a little while.” Heero nodded at her statement. Quickly retrieving another glass of wine for both of them before they separated. Heero leaned against a wall, occasionally sipping at his wine, observing the crowd. He spotted Relena as well as Quatre and few other familiar faces, most of them on the security teams stationed around the large hall and windows.
“So what are you doing back here Yuy?” The female voice of Lady Une caught him off guard. “Shouldn’t you be out enjoying the company of my daughter?” Une had never made any reference to his and Mariemeia connection in the past.
“She decided to speak to a few people while I took a short break from the crowd.” Heero’s eyes never left the crowd as he spoke. He spotted Mariemeia and their eyes met briefly, both knowing what the other was in for after the formal party.
“So tell me Yuy, what exactly is going on between you an Mariemeia?” Une spoke softly and casually.
“I’m helping her college studies and I asked her if she would like to attend the party with me, she agreed.”
“Cut the crap Heero.” Une never used his first name. “Tell me how long this has been going on.”
“Several months.” Only telling her the necessary information, after all, there was no way to tell how much she might already know.
“I’m sure you’re aware that I don’t approve.” Heero made no gesture or remark to her statement. “You’re her choice and that is her call, not mine, but don’t screw up Heero, I may not treat you any worse then anyone else, but that’s not saying much.” Her scowl lightened a bit. Une leaned back against a column behind her, giving Heero the appearance that he was alone. Mariemeia spotted him from across the large dining hall and made her way to him, unaware of her adopted mother. She casually wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Come dance, I saw some girls eyeing you, and heaven forbid they might think you’re here alone.” She said lightheartedly. She kissed his cheek lightly as she moved to whisper in his ear. “Then we can go back and enjoy a private party.”
“Mariemeia.” She startled Mariemeia as she spoke. “Me and Agent Yuy were just finishing discussing some business, I want you home tonight, you’ve been spending to many nights in Mr. Yuy’s and your friends company lately, you should be home more often.” Apparently Une hadn’t heard her whisper to Heero.
“Oh, mother I didn’t realize you were here. Heero and I were going to finish my report tonight; it will take a long time. So two o’clock?” Mariemeia asked hopefully.
“One, no later.” Une answered firmly.
“Yes mother.” Mariemeia said in a disappointed tone knowing there was no point to arguing. Une turned and left as Mariemeia responded.
Mariemeia turned her head to look at Heero, smiling a little embarrassed. She let out a nervous laugh. “I wish I had known she was there. Well, that was close, now come dance.” Mariemeia half pulled half escorted Heero to the dance floor. The lights dimmed as the song changed to a slow even tune, something couples would appreciate dancing to. They started and immediately closed the distance between them.
Mariemeia couldn’t take her eyes off him, he had always been attractive, but in a tailored tux he was gorgeous. His wild and slightly ruffled hair mixed with the trim, exacting tux gave him the perfect ‘tall, dark, and mysterious’ look. He glided with her as they moved slowly. She could tell he didn’t mind being there with her. By the way his eyes seemed to take her in to the slight smile tugging at his lips.
He looked down at the girl in his arms, remembering what an opponent she had been, even as young as she was. He saw that strength in a more refined form in her now. The perfect fitting dress she wore didn’t distract from her slim shape and form, it accented her more then drew attention. He knew what lay under that dress and it was something that always took his breath. She looked into his face and eyes as they danced. Her child like but pretty face smiling up at him, making him smile in return. She was beautiful tonight, a nice change from her normally tomboy clothes and appearance.
The lights began to seep back into the room, illuminating the dance floor and it’s occupants. “Let’s get out of here.” Mariemeia said in a near whisper as the separated.
Heero escorted her out and down to the valet. A man in a red uniform drove up in his car and steeped out. The valet handed him his keys. After stepping into the car they proceeded to ride to Heero’s apartment. “Thanks for taking me tonight Heero, even though you had to go I appreciate it.” Heero’s eyes glanced over to her.
“You’re welcome.” He said in an even tone. Her hand moved to rest on top of his. His arm tensed when he felt the contact. Her fingers weaved between his, her palm pressing lightly on the back of his hand.
He parked at the apartment, not getting out as she still held his hand. Her head turned to him. He looked to her, curious of her intentions. ‘I’m not sure if this is a good idea.’ Mariemeia thought to her self as she leaned into him and pressed her lips to his firmly. Her mouth met his, there was no shock or was of feeling, it was just pleasant. She parted her lips as her tongue made it’s way between them. His mouth opened to her as their tongues met for the first time. Slowly they went back and forth circling each other and touching, grazing and pressing against one another. The kiss slowly ended as they both pulled apart slightly. No words were exchanged between the two.
“Let’s take this inside.” Heero stated. Opening his door, he stepped out and began to walk to the other side of the car to open the door for Mariemeia. The two walked up the path to his door. The silence between them stretched for what seemed like centuries to Mariemeia. After closing and locking the door He turned to her and then led her back to the master bedroom.
Once inside his room she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again, savoring the feeling a bit more this time. She undid the buttons the tux jacket and pushed it off his shoulders, then moved to the bow tie. It came off easily. He kicked his shoes off as she unbuttoned his shirt. His scarred chest was bare to her as his hands moved to the zipper on the back of the dress. It came down slowly and smoothly, not snagging or stopping. Meanwhile her hands were removing his pants as their lips stayed connected. They broke as her dress fell to the floor, pooling around her feet. Only undergarments separated them as their skin pressed together. After Unhooking her bra and sliding it back off her shoulders his mouth came to her breast, his mouth and tongue massaging it slowly, in a tentative manner. Her breath left her as he moved. He up and moved her to the bed.
He slipped off his boxers as she slid her panties off. They slid under the sheets and comforter. Heero took his time, building her up, and massaging places he learned could make her completely submissive to him. She enjoyed his every touch. The sensations making her eager and ready for him. His mouth met hers in the dark; with her eyes closed the only warning was of his breath on her cheek. She kissed him back, lifting her head as his pulled back slightly. They parted.
“Does this change anything between us, Heero?” She asked uncertain of what he was thinking.
He answered in a hushed tone. “Yes.” Her eyes opened, she could she his face as the moon shone through the window. His angled features not revealing anything she felt the urge to ask what he meant.
As her lips parted to ask he answered first. “I don’t know how, but there is something different, but that’s not what is important.” His quiet voice was all she could think of. The way his voice cut through the most silent air.
“What is important?” She asked with a slight quiver in her voice.
“Whether we choose to acknowledge it or not.” His voice was deep and even. A moment after his comment her head leaned up to close the distance between their lips. He responded fully his entire body reacting as he continued to engage her body with his hands.
He propped himself over her. He entered her gradually, allowing her to adjust. He moved evenly and regularly. Taking his time his speed increased. She moved against him as best she could from her position. She knew he was doing this deliberately, making her cry out with his movements. He had caused such sensations in her before, but never to this extent or volume. He was making this special to her, because he wanted to or not she didn’t know.
He body was warm under him, her skin smooth and silky. Heero made his every move to be pleasing and sensual. Her perfume was intoxicating and her body was infinitely more beautiful then when he had thought about her while they danced. His body pulsed with pleasure; pleasure she generated in him. He felt her slowly lose the battle to out last him, he himself losing as well. Their bodies tensed as they both hit their breaking point at maximum velocity.
He let himself fall next to her on the bed, pulling out of her at the same time. His breathing was laborious but slowly it evened out. Her arm slid across his abdomen as her head came to rest on his chest. He finally began to succumb to sleep after his pulse and breathing returned to normal.
She heard his breath turn regular, knowing he had fallen asleep. Her eyes fell shut as sleep overtook her as well.





A.N. Standard disclaimers apply. This was a loooooooong one. I started typing and just couldn’t stop, it just kept going. I wish I could do that more often. Well, let me know what you think! Reviews always welcome and appreciated. –Zeros Lost Soul

[APerfectSoldier87]

SCHGOOD

[simmer]

WOOOO

i like this couple so much! and i like it when you get overtaken by the nonstop-typing monster, Zero... hope it happens again soon!

im so glad they're up to kissing. i like how personal you've made it, and that they both acknowledge something different between them. how exciting.

they're gonna be in trouble if they don't wake up on time to get her home, huh? tee hee...

~simmer

[Kanya Barton]

w00t! w00t! The final kiss scene that we've been waiting for!!!! Sorry I wasn't on earlier...I was watching a feature on the history of Broadway and I couldn't tear myself away from it. Go figure...I am so polarized. LoL
Anywhoo, grrrrreat job!!! I agree, you should go on typing rampages more often...LoL
Peace out!