Fan Fiction ❯ If You Only Knew ❯ Chapter 4
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: OxNightsAngelxO 
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.22.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 426 | Visits: 307 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.22.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 426 | Visits: 307 | Status: Work In Progress
Max took the few steps left infront of Fran and stopped inches from her. He was so close he could smell the sweet scent of shampoo she had used just moments earlier in the tub. The scent nearly drove him mad. He wanted to touch her, to hug her, to kiss her.
Fran moved forward, in front of Max and tilting her head toward his, looked up into his eyes. Without hesitation, Max lowered his head and lightly brushed his lips over Fran’s. As always he felt a sudden infusion of warmth begin to spread throughout his body. As a result the quick kiss he had intended quickly changed as he raised one arm to stroke her cheek and wrapped the other around her waist bringing her body close to his. Fran melted into his arms and gave herself up to the pleasurable feelings that were spreading throughout her body. As Max brought her body in close to his own. Fran felt sparks of desire spring to life all over as she slipped her arms around his waist and allowed her hands to wander up and down his back. For both Fran and Max, the world narrowed to just each other’s kiss.
They stared at each other for a few seconds then slowly, his hand still on her cheek, drew his head closer to hers, and touched her lips with his once again. Her mouth opened underneath his and they shared the most passionate though gentle kiss they had ever shared.
The distance between them slowly decreased as they stepped cautiously toward one another. Max could see her love for him written plainly on her face. His own eyes expressed every joyous word of love he had ever known. As her hands clasped in his he felt the soft, delicate lines of her hands, hands that had longed to caress him, to hold him, to be held...
He felt her arms slip under his, pulling him close. He returned the embrace, pressing closer to her until he felt the contour of every part of her body against his. Fran buried her face in his shoulder. A feeling of elation welled up inside her, spilling onto her face and almost coaxing tears from her eyes.
Max began to cover her neck with tiny kisses, tracing a line up to her ear, along her cheek and concluding at her lips. Their kisses were soft and gentle. Slowly, slowly, their feverish kissing lengthened and deepened.
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Fran moved forward, in front of Max and tilting her head toward his, looked up into his eyes. Without hesitation, Max lowered his head and lightly brushed his lips over Fran’s. As always he felt a sudden infusion of warmth begin to spread throughout his body. As a result the quick kiss he had intended quickly changed as he raised one arm to stroke her cheek and wrapped the other around her waist bringing her body close to his. Fran melted into his arms and gave herself up to the pleasurable feelings that were spreading throughout her body. As Max brought her body in close to his own. Fran felt sparks of desire spring to life all over as she slipped her arms around his waist and allowed her hands to wander up and down his back. For both Fran and Max, the world narrowed to just each other’s kiss.
They stared at each other for a few seconds then slowly, his hand still on her cheek, drew his head closer to hers, and touched her lips with his once again. Her mouth opened underneath his and they shared the most passionate though gentle kiss they had ever shared.
The distance between them slowly decreased as they stepped cautiously toward one another. Max could see her love for him written plainly on her face. His own eyes expressed every joyous word of love he had ever known. As her hands clasped in his he felt the soft, delicate lines of her hands, hands that had longed to caress him, to hold him, to be held...
He felt her arms slip under his, pulling him close. He returned the embrace, pressing closer to her until he felt the contour of every part of her body against his. Fran buried her face in his shoulder. A feeling of elation welled up inside her, spilling onto her face and almost coaxing tears from her eyes.
Max began to cover her neck with tiny kisses, tracing a line up to her ear, along her cheek and concluding at her lips. Their kisses were soft and gentle. Slowly, slowly, their feverish kissing lengthened and deepened.
*****