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She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down, slowly. Her eyes closed and her lips parted just a bit as she felt his warm breath.
Then their lips touched. Gently, at first. A small moan came from the back of her throat as she pressed a little harder. Her head turned a little, clumsily, she had only done this a few times and that had been a while ago. But her body seemed to figure it out as she let her tounge teased his lips, coaxing out his. They lightly touched, a little chill running down her spine. Her arms pulled her up a little more as she pressed her whole body against his, like she was kissing him with her everything.
She was surprised by her own aggressiveness. She tightened as her tongue pushed harder, into his mouth, twisting against his. Another, louder, moan escaped her as she pressed him, twisting until she was on top of him. As she kissed, harder yet, her hips shifted back and fourth, grinding herself on him unconsciously.
Until she felt it.
Her eye widened, looking into his face. She pulled her head away, a little lightheaded, then giggled at the little string that connected their lips. Slowly Brian's eyes fluttered open. He just stared at her. The expression on his face was a mix of desire and surprise. And she loved it.
Her hip rolled again.
She felt it again.
Brian gasped.
She blinked, a stupid expression on her own, burning face as she shifted to the side a little bit and looked down between thier bodies.
She looked at his sex, then to his face. Then back to his sex. "Is… is that because of me?" she asked, wonder in her voice.
"It very much is," he groaned out quietly, letting a hand run down her back.
She turned again to look him in the eye and grinned mischievously. She rolled more on top of him, leaning in for another kiss. As she did, her hand snaked down between them and took him into her hand. She was hesitant at first. Just her fingertips slid over his head. Then they slid down the shaft, lightly running along the skin until she reached the base. She marveled at it for a moment, how it fit in her hand and how far up her forearm it went.
She looked at him, into his eyes and smiled slyly. She stroked him base to tip, once, then twice, then shifted her body lifting herself up slightly and shifting his sex down. With a quick move she lay across his chest again, her legs coming together and trapping his stiff member between her firm thighs.
It was the most amazing feeling she had ever had. Every feeling she had with Brian seemed to be the best, most amazing, and any number of other words. But this time when she went in to kiss him again she nearly melted into his mouth, not even making the effort to suppress the moan that slipped out of herl as he twitched, and flexed his cock between her thighs. The feeling of his hard shaft throbbing against her as he pulled her hips tighter against his body. That steel shaft cushioned by her small bulge and her own stiff member nearly made her release there. Only her entire willpower borrowed from whatever deity existed kept her in check.
It was only his moan that brought her back. He groaned low, with a certain growl to it. She looked down at him, brushing her hair aside. His eyes were half open, but had a laser like intensity she had only seen on him when he got into some serious game sessions. His tounge drew across his lips. Lips that barely contained his need for her.
Then she squeezed her thighs.
He let his eyes close and groaned softly. He tried to move his hips some as well, to maxamize what she was doing to him.
Then she rolled her hips.
He gazed, nearly coming up as his mouth hunted hers, only coming together when she felt he was ready. The power she had was quickly going to her head.
Then she slid her thighs back… and forth…
Then his hands came down on her ass with a crack that made her *yip* in surprise! His strong fingers kneaded into the flesh of her ass, pulling a groan out of HER this time. His grip moved to cup her cheeks and pull her body up some, bringing her breasts to his face where he took one pink petal colored nipple into his mouth. His lips captured the bud, his tounge teased it, dancing and caressing. Then, his teeth gripped it. Squeezing gently. Not to pain, but to a point where pleasure and pain could almost be the same thing… but not quite.
Her voice was gone as he moved his attack from the first nipple to the other. She gasped and wrapped her arms around his head, pressing her chest to his hungry mouth as much as he seemed to want to feast upon her flesh.
His hands still held her hips against him. His shaft between her thighs and her own trapped between them, her shaft sliding between the hard, carved muscles of his abs.
"Oh.. Sh-shit… Brian! I-I-I'm gonna…. Fuck! Coming!" It all came too fast. The sensations in her body, the emotions, the realization of a love she had feared for years all collided at once. She hunched hard against him, rubbing her shaft against his hard belly and released. She may not have had a lot to work with, but everything she had, she let out. She shuddered for a few seconds before looking down at Brian's face. A small part of her afraid he would be disgusted. Instead, the look he gave her was of pride, of passion, of… love. Then, her strength gone, she collapsed on top of him, her body heaving breaths.
"Hana?"
"Mmm?" she made a small curious sound as she shook slightly in shock.
"You look amazing when you cum."
"..."
*snrk* "What?" she snorted a laugh, her breathing still ragged from her cum, their bodies still stuck by her wetness.
"I mean it," he chuckled, cupping her ass with one hand and running his other under her chin, his thumb sliding over her moist lips, teasing away when she tried to nip at him. "Your eyes closed, that little look of frowning concentration. Your mouth opens juuuust slightly when you inhale. Your hair flows back just so, your breasts thrust out, and all being framed by the sun coming in that window behind you. I will remember how beautiful you are until the day I die."
She looked down at him and sat up slowly. He was the beautiful one, she thought. He saw past her flaws. He saw past her insecurities. He saw her as she wished to be seen and he loved her for it. And she loved him.
Her pink tounge snaked across her lips as she slid down his legs, her fingers scratching across his chest. She caught his eye and maintained conact as she leaned in toward his stomach. She licked out, scooping up her love and swallowing it down. She made a show of it, as she cleaned him. Slow lick, swallow. And again, until he was clean. Then she sat up, her hips sliding along his thighs until his solid member met her, much more humble shaft.
HOLY SHIT! Ran through her head as she stared at them both, touching, sensative bottom to bottom. I-it's… I knew I was small and everything, but this is unfair!
Another moment and her hand slowly reached down and gripped them both together, squeezing, and stroking a couple of times to get the feel.
He moaned, and his hips rolled slightly. She could feel his heart beat in his steel like erection.
"Hana… please…" he growled. The was a note of desperation in that growl. A begging for more and a threat if she kept teasing. She liked it. But she also knew how much she wanted him.
Silently she smiled down into his eyes as she reached over. Then fumbled slightly, and eventually pulling back a small clear ball. It may not have been the sexiest move ever but it worked. And then she squeezed. And the orb flezed under her grip. But it didn't pop. She blinked at it, then gave Brian a nervous smile. She glared hate at the orb and squeezed with all she had, and it broke. So violently, lube spattered her breasts, his chest, down her arm, some was in her hair, even.
And she wanted to cry. This was supposed to be so perfect! It was going so well! Now she ruined it with this stupid mess, every-
Her dark thought was cut off as he took her hand in his and brought it down to where they touched each other so intimately. He helped her stroke them, getting them both smooth and ready.
She pulled in all her courage and wrapped her hand around his shaft and leaned in for a long, lingering kiss, her hand stroking him slowly. When she released him mouth, she slid to his ear and whispered, "I've always wanted to do this. And now I have you, and I'm never letting you go."
She lifted herself up and moved forward. As she lowered herself back down, his shaft slid along the valley of her ass, spreading some of the slick lube with it. She rocked back and forth, her fingers spreading herself, as she kissed him harder. Her fingers entered herself, making her entry smooth and clear, groaning into him.
Her lips pulled away with pure lust in her eyes. Her need Pounded in her chest as she lifted up again. Her fingers guided him to her entrance and she hesitated, not in fear, or worry, but to savour this exact moment. This was her dream, with the one she loved and whom loved her….
Then his hand gripped her hips and held her up. "Wait! I'm sorry…"
Hana blinked, looking at him stupidly. She looked down at her sex, her hand under herslf holding him. She looked back to his face, now worried what she had done wrong.
"I… I forgot condoms," Brian looked deveststed, nearly at tears himself. "I'm so sorry…" She put a finger over his lips to stop his talking and laughed quietly.
"Brian, when we can home they ran us through that med scanner, we both know neither of us have anything."
"But…" he started before being cut off with a kiss.
"Brian. I'm flattered, but you aren't going to be getting my butt pregnant," she smiled with a lustful look before whispering, "but I really, REALLY, want you to try."
Then she pressed down.
It was… more difficult than she expected. She pushed a little harder and did her best to relax, and that helped a bit. Then he bent some. She sat back upright. Took a deep breath and pressed down.
Then it happened.
Her entrance opened, just a little, at first, then the head was just… in. "oh!" she blinked and smiled dreamily. She rolled her hips in a small circle and slide down a bit farther. Then a bit more. She started to feel her insides move and she glanced down to see how much she had le- HOLY FUCK! SHE DIDN'T EVEN HAVE HALF OF THE THING IN!
"Hey, you can take a break, we can do other stuff and come back sometimes…." his voice was sweet but only served to fan the flames of her dedication.
"N-no, it-it's fine. Just don't move okay? I need to get used to this. You're the first one to, ya know, do this. I've used toys and stuff, but the real thing is so, SO, much better." Her rotating hips brought her to the three-quarter mark.
"Oh… good, 'cause I REALLY don't want you to stop," Brian propped a pillow under his head so he could watch her impale herself on him. After a moment she closed her eyes and left herself slide a fraction more, he reach out a hand. He cupped her sex, shaft and all, in one hand and just…lifted them. He rolled them in his hand as he looked beneath to see him entering her, oh, so slowly.
To her, his hot hands wrapping around her and rolling them, caressing them, combined with what she had worked into her ass, was too much. She came then, right in his hand. If she had been fully aware she would have been mortified. However, in this instance, in her orgasm and convulsions, her foot slipped. The foot that had been on the floor and was holding most of her weight above him. Slipped. And all one hundred and fifteen pounds dropped straight down, fully impaling herself, down to the hilt.
"Oh, FUCK BRIAN!" She nearly screamed as he fingers dug into his chest, and her ass met his lap. Again, her sex bucked, releasing another load onto his hand and belly.
"Hana? Are you okay," he struggled to get up, only for her to firmly put her hand on his chest and shove him back down.
"I am so much MORE than okay," Hana panted. "Just sit still for a moment, lover. I just need to… aaaahhh," she squealed as she stirred her insides with his cock. "Holy fuck, I've never felt to full!" she actually giggled.
Slowly, she rose up. Slowly she lowered herself. With a grown she lifted faster, and dropped herself down. Again. Again. Faster. Each drop had a little grunt when her flesh met his. She fucked herself on him, faster, and harder.
His hips caught her rythem, and he matched her strokes, earing pleased grunts and curses. She grabbed the back of his head, by the hair and drug him in to kiss, violently, deeply.
She came again. She fucked. And fucked. And came again.
Her strokes slowed as she lay her elbows on she arms of the couch over Brian's head, sweat ran down her face. Ran down her breasts. Her breaths came in heaves as she scowled down at him. "I'm not a doll, Brian."
He blinked. "What?"
"I'm not fragile, you won't break me," she said, pulling herself up and off of him. She rolled backwards, her back on the couch and her legs open. "Fuck me, Brian. Fuck me!"
Brian surged forward, taking her legs under her knees. He pushed her back early double as he watched her eyes flash in pleasure.
He didn't even aim. He pushed forward, letting himself slide along, up and s rubber their shafts together. He leaned forward his eyes locked with hers. "You want me to fuck you?" he asked, his voice deep and dark.
A shiver ran through her back and she couldn't speak, all she could do was nod.
"Aim me."
Her hand moved quickly, taking his shaft and pressing the head against her entrance.
But he didn't push it in.
"Tell me what you want."
Hana frowned slightly, "I did, I want you to fuck me!" she trying pulling him forward into her, but he was folding firm.
"Mmmm, I think you want… something more." His words hit her right at the base of her skull. She could feel her insides twist as the dark part of her mind, the one she almost never let out crawled it's way free with his words.
"F-fuck me! B.. B.. B-breed me! Please! Bree- AHH!" She cried out the last as he plunged into her. He thrust deeper than he had before, he hit her harder, and stronger. She looked down, her eyes wide as she could see the bulge moving in her stomach. In and out, in and out.
Her mouth was open, but she could on squeek and grunt under him and he fucked her, just like she wanted him to. She wanted to be fucked. To be needed. To be loved.
"Hana!" he called out, looking down at her. She looked back into his eyes. She could see the same needs reflected in his eyes. "I'm….about…"
"Yes!" she cried, wrapping her arms around his neck, dragging him down for a deep kiss. Her legs wrapped around his waist pulling him deeper and not letting him escape "Do it! Love me! I love you! Breed me! Make me yours, please!"
"I love you," Brian ground out before releasing into her ass. Pump after pump he unloaded days of pent up lust as deep as he could get. Slowly his thrusts became less frantic. They slowed, then stopped with him buried to the hilt in her. Only the occasional twitches spurred by one or the other as the both panted heaving breaths between sweet kisses. They murmured words of love as they cuddled down not quite willing to serperate themselves. And slowly, together, they fell asleep still joined.
How the woke… was another story entirely.