Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ In The End ❯ Shalamar ( Chapter 7 )

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A.N- Wow I had someone ask, so I did it! I wrote my very first lemon. I hope it's okay. (Though I'm sure it probably sucks) The original version of this chapter was only lemony scented but now I have turned it into a full lemon just for one of the two reviews I got for this story. Lady Fang I believe was her name. Anyhoo…this is for her. And for all who want to check out the original version. It's at Fanfiction.net. Search for Raven Moonshadow, my original name. You'll find In The End there.

In The End

Chapter 7: Shalamar

The wheels go 'round and the sunset creeps past the

Street lamps, chain-link and concrete

A little piece of paper with a picture drawn floats

On down the street till the wind is gone

The memory now is like the picture was then

When the paper's crumpled up it can't be perfect again

[Linkin Park, Forgotten]

Kamori sat curled up across her apartments comfortable black couch watching the afternoon soap opera's, avidly interested in the love triangle that had just unfolded. Becky was having Chris' baby and she didn't want it. But she was against abortions and putting it up for adoption. And she didn't think that she could go through with marrying Rob. Meanwhile her best friend had just been forced into a political marriage and found out that she was pregnant with twins. It was all quite complicated. Too hard to describe but Kamori found it fun to watch.

Irene was asleep on the second couch, now wrapped and bandaged after her shuttle had crashed. She had been drugged after the Chinese preventer guy had taken her to the Preventers base. The drugs hadn't worn off yet, but that had been another adventure. Something Kamori didn't feel like thinking back to.

Becky had just confessed to Rob about being pregnant with Chris' child when the doorbell rang. The red head, mumbling dark things to herself, got up for her comfortable place on the black couch and strode towards the door. She swung it open angrily.

"Who ever it is you better had a good reason for…" She stopped mid-sentence. "Max?"

The black-haired 19-year-old girl looked nervous as she pushed herself into the room.

"Kamori you have to help me…he's following me and I don't know where to hide!" Max said flopping down onto the couch Kamori had been occupying. Kamori stood in front of her.

"Okay…time out. Answer this first, Max. Who? What? When? Where? Why?" Max paused, dramatically.

"It's that guy, you know, the one that tricked me into going out on a date. Well I went on the date hoping that I'd never see him again after that but I don't know…I must have gotten drunk, but…" Max paused again, looking embarrassed.

"What are you trying to tell me?"

"I ended up sleeping with him and now I'm trying to avoid him but he keeps appearing out of nowhere. I saw him down in the lobby and he tried to get on the elevator with me. He's on his way up! Help me, hide me, do something just keep him from finding me!"

Kamori sat down next to Max as the half-Japanese girl went into hysterics. The red head patted the dark haired girl calmingly.

"So he's on his way up?"

"Yes."

"And you don't want to see him?"

"Yes!"

"Why didn't you just teleport away in the elevator?" Max paused to think.

"Because, I needed to get that off my shoulders. I had to talk to you…or anyone of you whether it is Morgaine, Melody, or Irene." The doorbell rang again. Max cursed in both English and Japanese. "That's him!" Max looked around for a hiding spot. Kamori led her to the laundry room and pushed her in before closing the laundry room door.

Kamori now turned to the door with a sigh. So Max needed a diversion; something to keep him from finding her? Fine then…she knew exactly of how she was going to keep Duo busy. With a smirk disguised as a smile she opened the door. There stood Duo with her long chestnut braid and indigo eyes.

"Hi is Max here?" He asked politely while at the same time rudely pushing into her apartment to look.

"No she's not." Kamori could feel Max's energy gather and then… it was gone. She had teleported away. "But you're welcome to come in for some snacks." Kamori said, making sure there was a hidden meaning behind her words. Having a 'snack' sounded very suggesting.

Duo blinked, at first not believing he was hearing that right, but then a huge grin lit up his face. Kamori couldn't deny it; he was very handsome when he had that grin on no matter how annoying he sounded by the way that Max talked about him. She was going to have more fun than she had originally thought.

Kamori herded Duo into the living room. She faltered once when she saw that the blanket had fallen away from Irene, exposing her injuries to Duo. Duo looked at Irene and then back at Kamori.

"What happened to her?"

"Car accident." Kamori lied. Duo nodded sympathetically. The red head ushered him out and down the hall, right towards the bedroom.

"Isn't that the kitchen?" Duo pointed out with a mock innocent tone and a grin.

"Oh yes but you get the best snacks if you come this way." Kamori said seductively. Duo's previous grin was widened.

She pulled him into the bedroom and directed him towards the bed. With a swift push he landed on the bed. He didn't so much as make a sound against it. In fact he smiled happily as he landed amongst pillows.

Kamori smiled predatorily, alike a stalking tiger. Her pale green eyes went almost fluorescent for a moment as juicy ideas swam through her head and she pulled her shirt over her head. His eyes nearly bulged from their eye sockets before they finally realized that there was more to her than just her chest and roamed over her exposed body with hunger. She watched, rather interested, as his indigo eyes began to take on a heated violet shade. Wild intentions could be seen flashing through his eyes. Ones that included various positions and techniques.

Two girls in one week. Duo was feeling like a lucky man.

She straddled his hips, staring seductively into his eyes, and dragged her nails down his chest. Buttons flew in wild abandon. Kamori smirked at the work done on Duo's now open shirt. His startled intake of breath and the sudden, quickening of his heart alerted her to his approval. That and his lazy smile. She had to admit, he was cute in an American-with-a-long-braid kind of way.

She leaned down and stole a kiss. Her tongue darted out briefly to touch his lips before she took his lower lip into her mouth and began to suck. He groaned into her mouth. His hands slide from her hips, around and up her back to the clasp of her bra. "This must go." He rasped as she let go of the swollen lip. She felt his clumsy with fingers work at the clasp. His horny state of mind prevented him from performing the task easily. The red head arched into his touch as it finally gave way, shrugged, and let it begin its descent. It fell away and was tossed to the floor. Now one hand decided one breast would make a better playmate than the empty expanse of her back.

"Sweet." She smirked, making a little sound in the back of her throat that sounded suspiciously like a purr. He liked the feel of her pale, smooth and soft skin. He especially liked the shape of the skin that he was currently cupping. His thumb came to graze one protruding nipple igniting a rapidly growing heat in Kamori's body. Her body arched even more and she moaned, the junction between her legs rubbing at the front of Duo's pants. Fire seemed to spread through her. Already she could feel herself beginning to grow moist. But it was apparent that her arousal wasn't the only one growing. Both literally and figuratively.

His other hand slid from her back to cup one side of her round bottom. He rubbed. He petted. He began pulling at the waist band of her sweat pants. Desperately Duo tugged at the elastic as Kamori's hips continued to grind at the rapidly growing erection that Duo sported. Kamori purred. She had completely forgotten about the sweat pants that she had worn. If she had known she would be having sex she would have worn something that was both a little sexier and easily removed.

The red head wiggled her hips, eliciting a moan from the man below her, and at the same time sliding the pants over her hips. But Duo would have no more torture. He flipped her, rolling and placing himself on top of her, and all but ripping the pants from her. Then his hands went back to occupying themselves with her ample chest, alternating between rubbing and squeezing.

Kamori arched as Duo's mouth took a hold of one nipple while he fondled the other, rubbing his thumb over the erect nipple. His tongue drew lazy circles around the pinkish nub. The red head didn't think she could arch any farther into his mouth as he began lapping at the tip of her breast while the other hand began to trail down to cup the wet mound of flesh between her legs. Through her panties he dragged a finger along the swollen lips before gently rubbing the sensitive nub he found. A moan reaching his ears. Her hands pushed the already useless open shirt off of him and began making quick work of the top button of his jeans.

His mouth switched from one breast to the other. Kamori's hands managed to get the zipper down on his jeans, freeing the bobbing erection from it's tight confines. Her hand slid into the boxers and rubbed the growing head. Duo suddenly twitched, taking a quick intake of breath. The red head grabbed a hold of his hair and pulled him up to crush their lips together as she continued to rub at his excited manhood. Their tongues dueled. Once in a while they were stopped by a moan. She was pretty sure that by now he was hardened beyond his limits by the strokes she made on his heated shaft.

Duo finally lifted himself from her and kicked off his jeans and then soon his boxers joined them. Kamori purred in approve at the sight that behold her. He was larger that she would have thought he was. Her hands briefly stoked the large organ before he was back upon her, trailing kisses down her navel to the edge of her underwear. He inhaled and then tugged them away. She leaned up on her elbows and kissed him fervently, slowly leaning him backwards till he toppled onto his back. She dragged her heated body over his, enjoying the feeling she got from the skin to skin contact. His erection dragged over her and then back as she slid back down so that her lips tickled the sensitive head of his erection.

Duo's eyes nearly crossed as her mouth took him in. Her tongue danced over the shaft, tracing some of the more dominate veins before sliding her mouth back up. His hands can to tangle themselves in her short hair. They pushed her down again and he moaned. Her hand slid around at the base and her head bobbed up and down on the aroused organ. Duo watched with half-lidded eyes. It felt so good. The white heat that raced through such a sensitive organ over took every thought he had. He moaned under her ministrations as another spike of fire raced with his blood to the area of pleasure.

Over him, Kamori felt Duo twitch in her mouth as the first bead of precum surfaced. She dipped her tongue into the tip to catch it, eliciting a growl from Duo. He was more than ready to flip her over and pound himself into her. And she was extremely ready to accept him. Rough, hard sex. That's what she saw flash through his now violet eyes as she looked up at him from her position over his member. Her tongue took one last trip up and down the underside of his shaft. Then he grabbed her roughly, flipping her onto her back, and positioning his head at her wet entrance. He pushed her legs as far apart as they could go, running his hands up her inner thighs, and holding her spread legs as he entered her swiftly.

Kamori threw her head back and moaned. He pulled out as far as he could without taking the tip of his erection out of her before slamming back in, growling as he felt flesh meet flesh with smack. Kamori squeezed her innerwalls expertly and felt another growl rumble through Duo's chest. He took another animalist slam into her and another. His pace quickened. But it was lacking something that her mood demanded.

"Harder…" She moaned an order to him heatedly that he could only be pleased to oblige to. His pumps into her became faster and harder. Her hands went to grasp her head board in an effort to keep herself from slamming into it. Duo used this to his advantage and scooped down to suck one tender breast into his mouth. Kamori now found herself moaning. Loudly in fact. She felt a spike of pleasure ram into her core. Or maybe that was Duo. It didn't matter all that much as he leaned back up, lift one of her legs over his shoulder, and begin pounding into her at a different angle. It pulled him in closer to her. Both were lost in the throws of passion. The braided mans pace became even more rapid as she felt both herself and him nearing the peak of their pleasure. His hard shaft slid deeply in and out of her wet chamber. He grunted.

Kamori arched as she felt her entire body spasm and her walls clench over Duo's twitching erection. Her climax washed over her and at the same time Duo took one more slam into her before he twitched and his seed washed into her in a powerful burst. As the last bits of seed finally left him he collapsed onto her in a tired, sweaty heap. He snuggled into her breasts, taking quick breaths trying to regain a normal breathing pattern. His hands gently stroked her sides. Duo pulled out of her quickly and curled into her side his hands rubbing at the expanse of her toned abdomen.

"I just realized something…"

"Hm...?" Kamori blinked lazily down at him. It had been a trying day. And now after that she needed sleep. Duo picked his eyes up to look at her. They were just beginning to revert back to their normal indigo color.

"I didn't use protection."

"Birth control." Was all that she mumbled before drifting off. Duo nodded and followed quickly after her.

* * * *

Irene woke up suddenly. She blinked her honey-brown eyes to wipe away all the sleep. Her eyes adjusted to the dark and everything in the living room was illuminated by her feline night vision. Something was here. She could sense it. And besides the spicy aroma of sex, which seemed to be floating from the hall and leading to the bedroom, there was an unfamiliar smell.

Her eyes widened as she took another sniff at the air. She pushed herself up and winced as she heard her back crack rather loudly. Irene, ignoring the pain, lifted her nose up and smelt around some more. Her legs moved to follow the evil smell. It smelt foreboding and threatening, the smell of an enemy.

She turned. It was coming from the hall. She followed it with her nose. Her bloodhound like sense of smell picked up every little scent. Everything.

She found herself at the bedroom door. The evil was coming from in there. She pushed the door open quietly and snooped in.

There on the bed she could smell Kamori's distinctive raspberry scent and a male scent. But he smelt friendly with a hint of well kept sadness. No the evil was coming from across the room. But she couldn't see anyone. Yet the smell was defiantly coming from there.

Wait.

There was a small movement in the corner of her eye. Irene's eyes widened. The person was invisible! That why she couldn't see them but could smell them. It was one of the BLOOD organizations finest.

A FEM.

Yes it was definitely one of the infamous FEMS. It smelt like…

Irene took one large sniff and that was all she need to identify the FEM that she had once encountered before.

… "Shalamar!" she hissed. The threatening presence drew back and gathered itself. It came together in the shape of a 21-year-old blond woman with her blond tips dyed red and brown eyes.

"What a surprise to see you alive, Starsoul. I thought we had gotten rid of you when we shot your shuttle down." The woman, Shalamar said with a smirk as she looked at the bandages. Irene growled.

"I would have been if Kamori hadn't gotten to me first."

"Hm…and would this Kamori girl be Nightmare over there? It has a certain ring to it. I thank you for giving me her real name. It will help us greatly." Shalamar said, still smirking. Irene boiled.

"Get lost."

"Make me, little one."

The blue haired girl launched herself at Shalamar. She went up as a human, changed mid-air, and came down where Shalamar had once stood as a jaguar.

"You missed." Came Shalamar's mocking voice. The jaguar snarled and bore her sharp pearly whites at the blond.

'Shut up and stand still.' Irene/Jaguar hissed. She circled the blond looking for an opening or weak point. Shalamar waited patiently for Irene to attack.

'Irene?' Came a sleepy murmur from Kamori. The blond FEM smiled.

"Well it's been fun but I must be going. I have new info to report to my boss." And then she was gone. Irene felt her as Shalamar's invisible particles floated out of the open window. Her eyes swiveled back as she heard the rustle of Kamori's blankets. She turned to look at the tired red head as she approached Irene.

'Is that you, Irene?' Kamori asked putting a hand on the jaguars head. Irene purred before shifting back into her regular human form.

"There was an enemy in your bedroom Kamori. I came in and stopped her from doing anything harmful to you." Irene said looking up as Kamori.

The red head smiled. "Don't worry about it Irene. Let's get rid of Duo and then get some sleep. Melody's wedding is tomorrow. She wanted you to be a bride's maid with me and Morgaine and Max. I'm her maid of honor. Heh." Irene smiled with Kamori. "Now why don't we kick Duo out of the apartment?" They both looked toward the bed at Duo's comatose and sleeping form.

"He sure looks like he had fun." Irene whispered as she got his legs. Kamori grabbed his arms with a giggle.

"I bet he did." They lifted him out of bed and carried him out of the apartment. Irene and Kamori set him down in the elevator and placed his clothes on his nude body.

"This is mean." Irene said not able to hold back her giggle.

"I know but Max would have loved to see this."

"She would?"

"Long story I'll explain later."

"Oh okay."

"Okay just press the buttons for all of the floors right down to the lobby. Someone is bound to find him before he reaches the bottom. Hehe." Kamori said. They did so and stepped out of the elevator. Ten seconds later the doors closed and the elevator went down. Not long after Irene's straining ears caught the sound of a woman's scream.

"I think someone found him." They both burst out laughing and walked back into the apartment. "I hope that he doesn't take it personally. I though he was kind of cute."

"That's because he's American like you."

"Do you have something against Americans?"

"No."

"Good. I thought I was going to have to beat the snot out of you."

"Whatever, Irene, let's just go to bed."

"Fine."

* * * *

Outside on another apartment complexes roof Shalamar stood watching the girls through the window with another young woman. Another one of the FEMS.

"What do you think that young man means to them, Fala?" Shalamar asked the other woman. The brown haired FEM, Fala, smirked.

"I don't know. Maybe we should find out sometime."

"Yes…that sounds wonderful."

~Owari