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Raiden was going insane.
There was something about being cooped up in this little safe house with Emma that made him think of things that he shouldn’t. That he couldn’t, not when they’d barely even started dating or making out regularly. But being near her made him want in ways he hadn’t since those early days with Rose, before everything had gone down the toilet.
By God, he wanted her. And he wanted her bad.
Emma wasn’t ready for that, though. And he wasn’t going to push her, not when she was obviously so new to being with someone in the first place.
It was starting to become a problem, though. One he’d usually try to solve by furiously stroking himself off in the dead of night, finishing with her name on his tongue and a creeping feeling of guilt in his stomach. But that did little to alleviate the ache that sat low in his gut, that crept in at the absolute worst times.
Like now, with Emma nestled securely in his arms.
He froze, trying to ignore the rock hard problem growing between his legs. But there was only so much he could do between the way Emma’s breasts pressed against his chest, moving up and down with every slow breath she took, and the way her thigh was nestled securely between his legs.
She turned and looked up at him, a quizzical expression on her face.
“You know, you’ve been acting a little bit strange lately,” she said, breaking him out of his reverie.
“Oh, yeah?” he said, raising an eyebrow, “I haven’t noticed.”
Emma giggled.
“Of course you haven’t, silly,” she said, “You’re kind of dense, even at the best of times.”
“Hey!” He said, “I could tell that you were crushing on me from day one. Trust me.”
“Sure you could,” she said, “I totally didn’t have to make it incredibly obvious to you beforehand.”
Raiden frowned.
“At Big Shell?”
“No!” she said, looking away with pink cheeks, “No, not then. After you moved into my apartment and we started traveling together, though? That’s a different story.”
Her eyes flickered to his lips.
“A very different story,” she breathed, eyes fluttering closed as she leaned in for a kiss.
A kiss that Raiden was all too happy to indulge in.
His lips met hers, hands traveling to the spot on the small of her back that guaranteed a small sigh from her before settling on her hips, thumbs rubbing small circles into the flesh beneath. The slow slide of her lips over his only made the ache between his legs all the more potent, making the urge to pull her closer and grind his aching cock against her until they both came nearly impossible to resist.
He moaned at the thought of Emma beneath him. He wanted more than anything to ram into her until neither of them could see straight, to leave marks all over her that let everyone know she was his, that no one else could touch her -
Raiden froze, pushing Emma away.
“I -” he said, scrambling backwards, “I - I can’t.”
Emma gave him a confused look.
“Okay,” she said, eyes narrowed, “If that’s what you really want…”
She reached out, hand hovering over the obvious tent in his pants.
“...But I don’t think it is.”
She was so close to touching him that he could almost feel the warmth of her hand.
“You really want me, don’t you?” Emma said, voice soft.
Raiden swallowed, before leaning in.
“Emma,” he said, as his hand traveled up to cup her cheek, “You don’t know the half of the things I’d do to you, if I had the chance.”
Emma’s face flushed bright red.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been wanted so badly by anyone, before,” she whispered, looking down, “Not the way you want me.”
Raiden frowned.
“Why not?” he asked.
Emma sighed.
“I guess I was just too much for everyone else,” she said, after a pause.
Her wide gray eyes met his.
“But I’m not too much for you, am I?”
“You’re the furthest thing from too much,” Raiden said, gently moving a lock of Emma’s hair behind her ear. “Trust me.”
Her hand settled onto his chest, slowly traveling lower and lower.
“Then it wouldn’t be too much for you to show me how much you want me, would it?” she asked softly, hand trembling on his abdomen.
Raiden put his hand on top of hers, stopping it in its tracks before it could move any lower.
“Are you sure?” He said, “Because I really, really want you.”
And he did. He wanted her so badly he couldn’t speak, sometimes.
“Of course I’m sure,” Emma replied, sprawling onto her back, “If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t be offering myself up to you.”
Raiden let out a low chuckle.
“You might regret it later,” he said, voice low.
Emma’s throat bobbed up and down as he settled on top of her, his hips meeting the warm junction between her thighs.
“I could never regret sharing that part of myself with you,” she replied, voice steadfast. “No matter what.”
“No matter what, huh?”
He slowly ground his length against her, once, twice, reveling in the sharp gasps it elicited.
“Well then,” he said, smirking, “You’re in for a treat.”
They stayed like that for a while, grinding their hips together in slow, torturous circles as he nipped and bit at her lips, savoring every sigh she made.
He groaned, moving lower and lower until his lips were pressed to her neck. Her pulse beat like a jackhammer beneath them, rabbit fast, her chest heaving with every movement he made against her.
He couldn’t help but bite down at the junction between her shoulder and her neck, causing her to stiffen beneath him with a startled squeak.
And then Emma bucked her hips against his with a low, wanton groan.
Raiden chuckled, pulling away and examining his handiwork.
“You like that, don’t you?” he breathed, focusing his attention on the pale skin of her neck, licking and sucking until neither of them could think straight.
“Ungh,” she moaned, “Keep doing that. Keep - Fuck!”
Raiden bit down on another particularly sensitive spot, and her body went slack underneath him.
“You don’t know how long I’ve been meaning to do that,” he said, kissing each mark he’d made before grinding their hips together again. “That, and more. So much more.”
His hands worked themselves underneath the loose shirt she was wearing and she raised her arms obediently, ready and waiting for him to take it off. Which he did in record time, swallowing as he looked her naked torso up and down.
Fuck, she was everything.
He ripped off his own shirt and settled on top of her again, the tantalizing feeling of Emma’s warmth against him sending his mind into overdrive.
He wanted to consume her whole, to fuck her until the only word she could scream was his name. To slip his fingers under Emma’s panties and taste her, make her just as worked up as he was right then.
Not yet, he reminded himself. She had to enjoy this, first.
He pressed a soft kiss to the hollow beneath her throat before moving down her torso, sucking and nibbling at Emma’s soft skin. Soft moans and gasps escaped her with every new mark, hands curling into his hair as he turned her skin lovely shades of crimson and purple.
Then his lips landed on her nipple, and Emma arched upwards with a wordless gasp.
He groaned around her breast, tongue flicking across the raised flesh beneath it, savoring every noise she made against him.
And that was only the beginning.
He sucked and nipped at the peak of her breast, savoring every little noise drawn out by the flat of his tongue, or the blunt edges of his teeth. His hand lingered by her side, half tempted to stay there, half tempted to come up to her other breast and enjoy the feeling of it beneath his palm. But he decided to let his hand go slack onto the bedspread, wanting to drag this on for a while.
He pulled off of her with a lewd pop, staring up at Emma’s flushed face from between the swell of her breasts.
She keened at the loss of sensation, sending him a glare.
“Why’d you - oh!”
Raiden let out a low chuckle as he skilfully pinched that same nipple, rolling it idly between two fingers.
“God, you’re so beautiful,” he said, moving his hand so he could slowly knead her breast.
She threw her head back with a low moan.
“I almost can’t believe you let me share this with you,” he continued in a soft, reverent whisper.
He moved in to bite down on her other breast, alternating between kneading one and sucking on the other before pulling back and replacing his mouth with his other hand.
“You’re so good for me,” he murmured, enjoying the way she squirmed beneath him with every motion.
She let out a gasp as his deft fingers returned to her nipples, pinching and squeezing them.
“Ready for more?” he asked.
Emma nodded, breathless and flushed from head to toe. Raiden couldn’t help but preen a little bit, knowing that he’d been the one to do that to her. Him, and not anyone else.
“Good girl,” he said, before moving downwards and nipping lightly at her ribs with every little sigh she made, placing butterfly kisses on each tender mark.
His lips landed on her scar, stretching silver across her torso.
Red hot fury boiled in his veins at the thought of Emma, his Emma, turned lifeless at that monster’s hands, bleeding out and helpless on the Big Shell Computer Room Floor. The thought of Vamp being able to roam free, to wander the earth at all, made his mind scream.
As soon as he saw that man again, Raiden swore, he would be dead.
“He won’t get away with what he did. Not on my watch,” Raiden growled, “I’ll kill him for you. Bathe in his fucking blood, if that’s what you want me to do. Anything, as long as you let me.”
Emma swallowed, face turning even redder as she turned away.
“That should not be as hot as it is,” she said, looking anywhere but his intense gaze.
Raiden frowned.
“What?” He said, “I meant every word I said.”
“Yeah, but…”
She sighed.
“Murder threats aren’t really supposed to be… well… like that.”
He merely chuckled in reply, nestling his head onto her stomach.
“Looks like you’ve got a lot to learn about yourself, then,” he said, before turning and nipping at the soft flesh of her stomach, eliciting another small gasp.
“I -” she managed to say, in between bites and soft kisses, “Ungh - No, I do not!”
Raiden just shook his head with a fond smile, leaving one last small kiss on her torso before moving his head down to mouth at the apex of her thighs.
“Prepare to be surprised, then,” he said, his hands moving to gently remove her pants.
She kicked them off and threw them to the side before he could remove them himself.
He swallowed at the sight of her naked cunt, bared and ready for him to taste.
She looked positively delicious.
“Do your worst - ungh!”
His tongue met her wet folds, circling around her clitoris in playful motions and she groaned, hips arching into his mouth.
He moaned at her taste, at the way her thighs clamped tighter around his head with every languid lick. He’d wanted to taste her so badly, had wanted to ever since they’d become involved. And probably before that, too, even when he hadn’t realized how much he wanted her.
And he'd have her, sooner or later. It wouldn’t be much longer, not with the way his cock was practically leaking.
But he could wait until after she enjoyed herself just a little bit more.
A smile worked his way to his face as he savored every taste of her, savored the way her cunt tightened around him as he fucked her with his tongue. Every long, drawn out moan he received as he twisted this way and that only made him bolder, made him want to explore every part of her that he could.
And so he did. Repeatedly. Until his jaw was sore, and Emma’s cries of pleasure had faded into choked out screams.
He removed his tongue and replaced it with his fingers, scissoring in and out of her as he focused his attention on her clitoris, lapping her up until they both could barely take it anymore.
“Raiden,” she said, “I - I’m gonna - fuck!”
He added in a third finger and she shattered, cunt spasming around his hand as he continued pistoning his fingers in and out of her, riding through her orgasm.
Eventually, he pulled away from Emma with a wet squelch, face and fingers slick with her juices, and drank in the sight of her. God, she looked amazing, all fucked out and ready for him to finally make her his…
He popped his fingers into his mouth, savoring the taste of her as he slowly sucked each one clean.
Emma threw her head back with a low, wanton moan.
Raiden chuckled.
“See how badly I want you?” he said.
Emma’s eyes widened as he threw his pants and undergarments to the side, eyes locked on the way his cock bobbed up and down as it sprang from its confines.
They stayed on him until he positioned himself on top of her, lips meeting the shell of her ear.
“I told you I did,” he whispered.
She shivered underneath him, hips arching upwards to meet his, and he slowly slid his cock against her folds.
“How does that feel?” Raiden asked.
She let out a soft moan as he continued rubbing against her, head falling back against the bed with an open-mouthed gasp.
“Good,” she managed to choke out.
“Good, huh?” Raiden said, “Looks like someone here is ready for more, then…”
He pulled back.
“…But you’re going to have to ask me nicely, first.”
Emma let out a whine.
“Do I have to?” She asked.
Raiden looked her in the eye.
“I’m gonna fuck you until you can’t even think, Em,” Raiden groaned, as his cock rubbed against her slit, “Gonna take my time with you, make you come so hard you can’t walk for hours.”
Emma moaned, rutting against him, and he leaned down into her ear.
“But only after you beg me for it,” he whispered.
Part of him was tempted to go on ahead and bury himself to the hilt in her, to make good on his promises right then and there. But he’d had enough experience to know that strategy wasn’t always the best one to take. Especially for someone like Emma, who didn’t have any experience in this at all.
Above all else, this was for her. To show her that she was wanted, that he wanted her in every way that mattered.
His own satisfaction could wait.
That didn’t mean he was going to make it easy for her, though.
He continued moving his cock against her folds, watching Emma’s face grow slack with pleasure.
But it wasn’t enough. For either of them.
“Please,” Emma whispered, voice broken.
Raiden just chuckled.
“What was that?” he said, leaning in.
The slick head of his cock met her clitoris, eliciting a moan from her.
“You’re going to have to ask me nicely if you want me to fuck you, Em…” he started.
Emma let out a keening whine, trying and failing to rub herself against his cock in desperation.
“…And that wasn’t really asking.”
She moaned.
“Please, Raiden,” She begged, “Fuck me. Just fuck me already -”
Raiden smiled and leaned in to reward her with a small kiss, cutting off her words.
Who was he to resist such beautiful begging, anyway?
He lined himself up with her entrance, slowly spreading her folds open, before thrusting into her with one smooth motion.
A low groan escaped him as he bottomed out, eyes fluttering closed.
He stayed still, enjoying the way her cunt stretched around him for a few seconds before drawing back slowly, watching Emma’s slack-jawed, pleasure-ridden face as he did.
And then he thrust into her again.
And again.
Fuck, she felt so good.
He picked up the pace and began to fuck her in earnest, pistoning in and out of her as she writhed and moaned beneath him, breathless and flushed.
“God, Em,” he said, “You feel so good. So good.”
Her hips rose to meet his, hand reaching between them to rub greedily at her clitoris.
“Gonna come inside you,” he continued, “Make you mine - fuck!”
Her cunt tightened around him, drawing out a low groan from deep in his chest.
Her fingers sped into a blur as she continued to pleasure herself, hips grinding against his with a low, wanton groan.
“Raiden,” Emma whimpered, “Fuck, you’re so - ungh!”
The sound of skin of skin echoed throughout the room, occasionally interspersed by Emma’s cries and Raiden’s low, erratic moans.
“That good, huh?” he asked.
His fingers wrapped around her throat and squeezed, his eyes locked on the way Emma’s eyes rolled into the back of her head, mouth falling open as he continued pounding into her, hand anchored on her throat.
He let go and she moaned, going boneless underneath him before her hand returned to her clitoris, rubbing it even more furiously than before.
Raiden groaned, pulling her into a slow kiss. His hands fisted into her hair as he sucked and nipped on her lips, enjoying the way she melted into him with every languid stroke he made.
He pressed his face into the crook of her shoulder, burying himself into her hair. The smell of sweat and drug store lavender shampoo made his senses go into overdrive, made him want to bathe the unique smell that was just… Emma.
He snapped back into her with a low groan. Fuck, he wasn’t going to last much longer. Not like this.
“Raiden,” Emma moaned, his name a prayer on her lips as she writhed and moaned beneath him, fingers dancing across her clit, “I - I’m gonna -”
Her cunt spasmed around him, eyes rolling into the back of her head as she came with a wordless scream.
Raiden groaned, thrusts becoming more and more erratic with every second. A sharp heat pooled low in his gut, shallow breaths accompanying his every movement as he went faster and faster, practically slamming against her -
He thrust into her one last time before he spilled inside of her, cock pulsating once, twice, three times as he came.
Emma sagged into the bedspread and Raiden fell against her, bodies covered in a light sheen of sweat.
He let out a breathless laugh, pressing a light kiss to her temple before pulling out of her, watching intently as his come spilled out onto the bedspread beneath.
“Oh my God,” Emma said, looking anywhere but him. “I can’t believe we just did that.”
Raiden snorted, flopping down on his side.
“I was that good, huh?” he said, smirking as he pulled her close.
She giggled, hands coming up to rest on his chest.
“Could’ve been better, could've been worse,” she said, with a coy smile, "I could've not been on birth control."
Raiden snorted, rolling his eyes.
Emma pulled him in for a soft, sweet kiss, and he obliged her, hand coming up to cup her cheek.
“Could’ve been better?” he said, pulling back with a raised eyebrow, “That didn’t seem to be what you thought earlier, when you were begging me to - mmph!”
Emma covered his mouth with her hand, face turning cherry red.
“We are so not talking about that,” she said, removing her hand.
Raiden shook his head.
“Oh, you’ll change your mind soon enough,” he said, with a smile. “This isn’t going to be the last time we do this. Not after tonight. ”
And it definitely wouldn't be. Not if it was up to him.