Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Her Point of View ❯ One-Shot

I am working at my desk, seems like I have been here for hours. I stop and stretch, hearing my muscles groan and my spine pop from sitting in one spot too long. Huh? What's that? Someone is watching me?

I turn slowly to look over my shoulder. He is standing there, arms crossed as usual. His coal-black eyes bore into mine unblinking. I turn fully around to face him.

"What do you want? I ask.

He says nothing. I stand and frown at him, ready to yell at him for interrupting me. Whoa! How does he move that fast. He is practically nose to nose with me. His eyes are mesmerizing, stunning me into silence.

He reaches up to touch my face as I lose myself in the inky depths of his eyes. He picks me up effortlessly and heads for the bedroom. I just stare into his eyes, unable to break his gaze. His arms are so strong and comforting. He lowers me to the bed and slowly removes my clothing, staring at me the entire time.

I shiver as he caresses my legs starting from my feet and ending at my thighs. I shudder in anticipation of what he will do next. His hands continue up my body to my sides, then across my breasts. That sends a jolt through my body. He smirks and begins to play with my nipples. His hands are so strong, yet gentle. He lowers his head to taste me. I shiver again and reach for his hair. His hair is thick and soft. How does it stand up like it does? I moan as he begins to suck on my right nipple, while teasing the other with his fingers. I entwine my fingers in his hair and push his head lower.

He chuckles and gets the hint, trailing his tongue down my stomach slowly. The air is cold upon the wetness his tongue leaves behind. His breath is warm upon my curls. He stares at me again as he lowers his head to taste me. I moan with pleasure as his tongue parts my folds. A jolt hits me when he flicks my clit with his tongue. I lose all sense of awareness as I climax quickly.

Panting, I look at him. He is grinning. I realize his fingers are inside me and his thumb rubs my most sensitive spot. I feel a heat begin to rise. Starting at my toes and growing, centering in my groin. Soon another orgasm hits me, stronger than the one before. I cry out with desire.

It ends and he removes his fingers from me, licking my juices from them as he stands. He removes his clothes and rejoins me on the bed. He is incredible. His well-sculpted body ripples with his strength. He lays next to me and runs his hands across my body, obviously delighting in my reaction. So I do something to get him back.

I reach down and grasp his already hardened member. His eyes widen slightly and its my turn to smirk. Slowly, I begin to stroke him rhythmically. I sit up and stare back at him, hoping to do the same to him as he has been doing to me. I push him down on the bed as he starts to rise and he relents. I stare at him more as I lower my head to kiss his chest. My tongue trails along a long forgotten scar and I sit back up smiling. I still have him in my hand, stroking him gently.

Quickly, I take him in my mouth, the entire length of him. He gasps, the only sound he has made other than chuckling. I smile around his throbbing member and begin to lick. I feel him tense, his back arches slightly. I envelop his length again in my warm mouth, tickling with my tongue. He groans. I begin to move my mouth up and down his shaft, sucking and licking. His hands grasp my hair tightly and he lifts my head from him. His eyes are slightly unfocused and burning with desire.

He lays me back down and positions himself above me. He enters me slowly, the sensation wonderful. I move my hips wanting more, moaning. He thrusts into me an begins to move slowly, deliberately. The friction builds as I lose myself in the throes of another climax. He starts moving faster, thrusting harder. His eyes are closed. It's building again but I force myself to watch him. His eyes fly open, staring into nothing as we both fall into a crescendo of passion. He cries out my name in a low growl as he thrusts one more time, and collapses on top of me.

His weight is comforting as I wrap my arms about him, to keep him from leaving. He looks up at me and smiles, actually smiles, before removing himself to lie next to me, arm draped across my chest. I roll over to my side, my back to him and cover us with a sheet. He mumbles something and buries his face between my shoulderblades, his arm encircling me protectively. I whisper three words breathlessly before falling asleep.

"I love you."