Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Clumsy Lovers ❯ Dancer ( Chapter 2 )

Dancer.

I wake with a start and sit upright. The room is pitch black.

"Zell!?" My voice cracks when I speak.

A single sheet covers the lower half of my body, I feel clammy and cold.

"I'm right here." He answers groggily.

Within a second, I feel an arm around me and we lay back against the remaining pillow. His head on my shoulder, I feel his quiet breath on my neck. One strong leg rests between my own separate only by the thin sheet.

My eyes begin to adjust to the darkness that fills the room. The barest bit of light shines behind the blinds and comes under the door from the light in the hall. I can just make out the black scar that stands out so well from his pale hair and face.

My heart beats loudly in my chest.

"Do me again." My voice shakes a bit as does my hand as it gropes into the dark. I find his arm lying across my stomach and my fingers slide up to his shoulder.

He moves then pulling me into his embrace kissing my neck, my jaw and then my mouth. One-hand strokes down my back slowly to cup my ass, the other gently lifts under my shoulders and neck. In a fluid movement he brings me atop him, both his knees between mine, now both his feet spread apart, my knees meet mattress.

Now I feel his manhood press against my raw folds. My pulse beats there and in my stomach. My hands grip his shoulders; my arms lay against his chest. His other callused hand rubs down my back. He breaks the kiss.

As I push my body up, straightening my arms, my back quivers. His hands go to my hips and he brings be forward. Now as I'm straddling his lower abdomen, he sucks a nipple into his mouth and rolls his tongue across it. I tilt back my head and moan. My arms quiver, I move again to grip the headboard, panting. He releases my breast and relaxes back, scooting down farther underneath me, blowing out a quickly drawn breath against the wet skin that hangs above him.

I gasp and grow wet on his stomach, my legs clench and I rock downward. I release the headboard; he releases his grip on my hips. His hands and arms catch mine, fingers intertwine, and he steadies me.

Now I move my legs and hips down off his stomach down around his hips I close my eyes and feel his shaft enter me for the second time. I roll my hips then life my body by inches lower up again feel the friction make the rhythm I try to feel those muscles as I rise tighten as his body goes down release as he thrusts rise again

Tears fill my eyes as I open them.

I don't think we just move.

Faster now, give in give in!

Then it breaks, I feel it wash over me. Still I try to move to meet his thrusts. He comes and I'm filled again. My whole body gives in and I collapse into him. We lay breathless, panting, again.

I slide to one side, bring my self up and off, and touch his cheek with my lips.