Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Be My Druidess ❯ One-Shot

GW and its characters don't belong to me but to Sunrise/SOTSU Agency and Bandai etc.

Don't own Type O Negative or this song "Be My Druidess" either...not associated in any way.

First some definitions for those who aren't sure (like I was) what words are what: Druid-an ancient Celtic priest portrayed in myths as being wizards or magicians so a druidess would just be the female equivalent of the definition. A pyre is a combustible heap for burning a dead body as a funeral rite or as in nowadays the term is used more broadly meaning any pile of material that can be burned. The term circle of thirteen is related to witchcraft.

Another little note, this material is graphic, NC-17. Everything in italics denotes personal thought.

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She's always had such beautiful skin, pale, smooth and soft, even now as goose pimples spring upon its surface, it feels wonderfully supple against my body. As I am kissing her neck, she yelps-woe, there's a spot I'll have to remember to come back to. A stunning actress if I do say so myself, so prim and proper on the outside, so soft-spoken and gentle in her actions and speech-hell, she could never fool me. From the very moment I had ever seen her yea, that's right, the day she stood up to me to save Yuy, I saw it in her eyes, a daring, fearless spark saying, come hither Death, I'm not afraid, just try me. Yep, that's when I knew her soul was anything but innocent-so I might be a little dramatic in my memories, but they're mine so I can be.

And so for the last five years I'd said nothing, except the occasional flirt here and there to get her to laugh-I love her laugh. She's so beautiful I'd always told myself, but not as beautiful as that day I saw her, well, caught her in the act was more like it. It was simple surveillance. I couldn't help it if my binoculars just happened to turn me in the direction of her room, it wasn't my fault she had left her curtains opened, exposing her entire naked self to me, her hands upon her own body, rubbing herself all over with simple body lotion. I didn't encourage her simple massage to include the pinching of her own pink little nipples, the smoothing over of her own flat stomach, or the disappearing of the fingers of said hand into her, then back up to her clitoris where they decided to stay and gratify her.

I remember her lying flat on her back, legs spread wide, her fingers hard at work, the squint of her eyes, the flush of her skin, the way her teeth bit down on her lip as she came to full climax, opening her mouth fully, breathing what seemed like would have been a most beautiful cry of release-damn I wish I could have heard her. Could have been there in the room, with her, my finger caressing where hers had been, my lips replacing my fingers. I shudder with wanton lust thinking of it now. Thinking at that moment my main goal now was to hear her scream out in ecstasy by my own hands. Pull her against me until she could no longer breath and had no choice but to melt into me for her very existence.

And when she was done with her little peep show, she simply rose off of her bed and walked over to the window, and pressing her full breasts and still erect nipples against the window, she looked directly at me, her lips pursed in a seductive smile-come hither Death, I'm not afraid, just try me. She is definitely a sinner all right, a lovely, enchanting and amorous white witch who has cast a spell over me, the God of Death himself. I was then, determined to make her my queen...my goddess...my everything.

//Be my druidess//

//Be my everything//

//Be my druidess//

//Be mine//

I feel her nipples harden and swell under my fingers as they pinch and twist the rosy nub. I hear her breathe rasping and irregular, her throaty moans that liberate her soul refuel my libido giving my tongue and lips the extra energy to continue my assault on her clit, the fingers of my other hand wriggling deep inside of her. My eyes look upward, but I cannot see her face, only the underside of her chin, as her head is thrown back, rolling from side to side, her high pitched squeals-shit yea, she's a screamer and she's coming, yes baby, that's it, shatter the forest with your freakin' screams, let the entire world know of the pure rapture and mind blowing sensations that you feel under my ministrations. That's right my little whore, it's me, and it's only me that can make you this crazy.

Her final cry rips from her very soul as her hips instinctively buck upwards, I feel her flow of clear feminine juices running over my fingers, into my palm; I remove my digits and breath in her smell, I run my tongue over my cum drenched palm, the taste only encourages me to move to the next step. I pull myself up her body, continuing to take in her scent, burying my nose in her hair before kissing her lips, then I look into her eyes, the beautiful changing of blue to violet, I try to read her expression, sometimes it is so hard. But she is leaning back, pulling me to her; her hair smells of wild orchids and my hand glides back down into the inside of her thighs as I bring up my knee between them. My ears pick up the crackling of the bonfire, though I ignore it, focused only on this young woman under me, who is a bundle of contradictions that only I have gotten to know, the one who remains a mystery to the world and always will if I have my way.

//Around the pyre, a circle of thirteen//

//Throughout the woods, ecstatic screams//

//I look deeply into your eyes//

//I smell your hair, caress your thighs//

The fire is bright and illuminates shadows off of our bodies while making other parts of us glow-in darkness and in light, yea that pretty much describes us, our bodies in light but our souls in the dark-don't think Duo, the time for philosophy is later, because tonight, tonight, nothing can dim the love we are making-are going to make-shit, we'll light the sky and this fire beside us will seem only like a fizzle of candlelight. Our lips touch once again, our tongues lash and entwine around one another's in an unyielding battle for dominance. Her kiss sends a burning heat deep through me and right to where I feel it to be the most-hah, you thought I was going to say my dick didn't you, sorry folks but it sears itself into my heart.

My mind tells me enough of this sentimental bull, as I feel her fingers knead my back, her nails digging in, her voice desperate and sensual begging for me to fill her, my girth is harder than it's ever been wedged against her lower lips-shit she's wet, just a little move down and to the right, "no mercy now" I whisper in her ear as I take her right then, swiftly, harshly, unapologetically. I instinctively pull he closer to me and feel the sharp sting as her nails finally break through the skin of my shoulder blades. My moan is low, my growl even lower, as I drive my girth deeper into her, so tight and wet this girl is, one would think her a virgin-but I know better, she's as far from virginal as anyone could get. I swear I will love her and worship her till' the end of time, my very own princess of darkness falling into the pit of sin along with her prince.

//Now we'll make love by fire light//

//A blaze so high it lights the night//

//Long fingernails dug in my skin//

//Yourself so wet invites me in//

//Be my druidess//

//Be my everything//

//Be my druidess//

//Be mine//

I dip my head down to take one of her nipples between my teeth, nipping it and suckling it. "Damn it Duo" her voice is breathless as her hands slide down my back further, giving my ass a good squeeze and sending another jolt of electricity to my sex. She is bucking up to meet my every thrust-we're rocking each other as if it were our last night on earth. My mouth releases her as I rear back slightly to intensify and try to regain control over my thrusts that seem to be taking on a will of their own. I wriggle slightly, the blanket under my palms feels velvety soft, but not as velvety or as soft as her womanhood-no nothing can feel as good as that. I squint my eyes closed as I feel her nails grazing my nipples-shit! I'm going to come, and come hard. Damn! I can't lose it now just a few more seconds!

I feel the heat between our bodies, growing hotter than the flames of the fire beside us. The spark has been lit and is soon to explode-course perfecting explosions have always been part of my life, hee hee. Her moans and gasps have become a hypnotic chant in my ears as she shivers under me. Her cunt squeezes my manhood, sucking me-drive it in her deep, make her scream the name of her god.

"Duo!" My ears hurt from her screech and my dick feels like it's popping off as she clenches down on me a final time-I lose it completely, my last violent plunge into her rakes her whole body, sending it into convulsions-her fluids feel so warm mixed with mine-god how did this devil get such an angel, a dark angel, but an angel nonetheless.

//Our lust increased feeds desire//

//As we combust, yea, we're on fire//

//I fell you shake so deep inside//

//You scream my name and squeeze me tight//

Our intensity is dying down somewhat and all we can hear, all we can feel is our deep breathing sighs and pounding of our hearts-one more snuggle, one more searing kiss and then its time to pull out. When I do our liquids ooze out of her and form a spot on the blanket; I proudly smirk-damn am I potent. I raise myself back onto my knees and she sits up. "Quite proud of yourself aren't you?"

I shrug one of my shoulders and tilt my head to the side. "You have to admit you've never felt, and, you never loved anyone like me. I am a god after all"-a soft giggle's her only verbal response, little tease, I'll just have to show her.

Relena's expression changes suddenly, one of her eyebrows cock over her intense blue eyes that are turning violet once again, she licks her red swollen lips and places her hands on my shoulders-god when did she turn from a mere girl/child into a beautiful woman and temptress? She then leans into me, my fingers lightly smoothing over her jaw as our lips touch gently but only at first-I'm so lucky, this girl can go all night. She pushes against me in an attempt to lay me down and take control but I begin easing her back instead-sorry babe, maybe next time, cause' tonight we play this game my way, and the only rule is to do whatever it takes to make you come hard, over and over and over again.

//I'll do anything to make you come//