Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Hands ❯ Chapter 1

Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura is not mine and never will be.

Warning: Lemon (meaning scenes of a sexual nature, so if you find such content offensive or you’re generally not ‘into’ that kind of thing, click the ‘back’ button and do not read the story).

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Syaoran’s apartment

They both stood inside his dimly lit room, surrounded by a puddle of clothing. Syaoran’s tall, muscular frame towered over Sakura’s petite, lithe figure.

“…Syaoran-kun…”

Sakura leant back against him as he stood behind her with his arms wrapped around her slim waist. Syaoran’s fingers traced down her sides and hooked around the elastic of Sakura’s light pink panties, drawing them slowly down her smooth legs.

Sakura placed her hands over his as he raised them back up and pressed the palms lightly against her stomach. She tilted her head to the side, allowing him to lightly kiss along her shoulder and up her neck.

“…Sakura…”

Syaoran leant backwards and pulled them both down to the light sheets of his spacious bed. He twisted his upper body around with Sakura held tightly in his strong arms, and placed her down gently on her back.

Sakura held onto his muscle-bulging upper arms as he hovered only millimetres away over her stomach, and moaned softly into the silent air as he slowly trailed the tip of his tongue down across her abdomen.

Syaoran hooked his hand underneath her left knee and pushed it gently up to her chest, while Sakura’s other leg hung over his robust shoulder. The fingers of his left hand entwined with those of her right hand, and her left stroked the strands of his chocolate brown hair. His tongue reached further down, and slid deeply into her opening.

“Syaoran-kun!!” Her hand gripped his tighter, while the other left his hair and rubbed against his cheek with it’s palm. His tongue moved in as far as it could, absorbing all of her juices.

For the many minutes, Sakura’s panting rung in his ears. Her small, warm hand lovingly stroked his red cheek, relaxing him. Still keeping her right hand within his left Syaoran slid her leg off his shoulder, withdrew his tongue from her opening, kissed his way back up her body and covered her mouth with his.

So as not to press down on her, Syaoran kept himself up by supporting all of his weight on his right elbow. His hand slid underneath her head, pulling her closer. Her left hand continued to rub against his cheek as his tongue circled inside her mouth.

“Sakura,” Breaking apart gradually, their warm breath brushed over each others faces. Her head fell back and Syaoran kissed down her slender neck slowly as he pinned their still locked hands just above Sakura’s head. He reached down to her chest and flicked the bud of her right breast with his tongue, before he took it completely into his mouth.

“O-oh…” Sakura arched her back slightly as her breast was engulfed by his warm mouth. He suckled slowly, gently, much in the same way as she rubbed the back of his messy locks. With his right elbow still supporting him, his hand slid down under her back and lifted her slightly, as he tried to take in more of her breast.

His chocolate bangs tickled her chest as they brushed against her skin. Syaoran finished massaging her mound with his mouth and moved back up so his square jaw came level with her oval features. He brought her pinned hand down and they both finally unlaced their fingers as her arm hooked over the back of his neck. The other hand followed, as Syaoran wrapped his arms around her back.

This was their first time. They both knew that pain would follow for Sakura, and this really worried Syaoran. He didn’t…he never wanted to hurt her in any way. But what could he do…?

“Sakura…” Syaoran whispered into her ear as the tip of his hardness rubbed against her inner thigh “I want you to do something for me…”

He hovered closely over her adorable pink-tinted face and placed a light kiss on the tip of her nose. With her mouth hanging slightly open, Syaoran slid his lower lip in between her teeth. If there was any amount of pain to be had, they would go through it together.

Sakura closed her eyes tightly and braced herself, then Syaoran thrust his ten inches straight into her opening. Syaoran flinched more at the sight of her pained face than from the feeling of her teeth clamping down hard on his lip.

They rocked slowly, so slowly, as Sakura adjusted to his presence. Syaoran frowned deeply as he watched a few tears streak down her scarlet cheeks. His lower lip started to swell, but he took the pain in. Just like she was doing.

“S-Syaoran-kun…” The pressure on his lips lightened, and her glassy emeralds opened to meet his burning ambers. The pain faded away quickly, and so they began to rock a little faster. He slid his tongue into her mouth, pulled her into a tighter embrace so her soft breasts squashed against his solid chest, and rocked even faster.

Sakura squeaked into the kiss with every powerful buck from his hips. Her hands ruffled through his hair as her legs tried so hard to wrap around his broad torso. A long and low moan emitted from the both of them, and carried through the silence of the dark apartment.

The headboard banged against the wall, the springs of the mattress squeaked constantly and the legs of the bed frame scratched across the hardwood floor. All of these noises drowned out from the screams of the couple climaxing, Syaoran’s warmth spilling into his koibito.

Weary, breathless, they remained in their current position for many long minutes. Syaoran sat back up with his legs underneath himself, still holding Sakura closely to his chest, and stroked his fingers through her hair.

“Syao…?” As she tilted her head back to look up to him, he leant down and kissed her. Once they broke apart several minutes later, Syaoran stroked her cheek with his right fingertips and warmly smiled.

Sakura dreamily smiled back and placed her small hand over his. She rested her head against the centre of his strong chest, to hear the soothing sound of his heartbeat.

“I love you so much, Syaoran.”

He closed his eyes, and rested his chin on the top of her soft auburn hair.

“I love you too, Sakura.”

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That was just something quick I thought up and typed out within an hour.