Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Wufei's Justice ❯ Chapter 4

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Content warning: This is a little shorter than the other chapters, but it's all lemon. *hentai grin*

Wufei's Justice

Chapter Four

Wufei stared at the woman in front of him in a state of ravenous shock. He'd never seen anything so beautiful as Sally, standing in a puddle of her clothes, wearing nothing but functional white underwear.

When had his mouth gotten so dry?

Her smile slipped, becoming uncertain, and she shifted her weight from one foot to the other. "Wufei?"

Her voice quivered. She was nervous. He should say something. But what? The only thing he could think was, Holy shit, you're beautiful.

"Holy shit, you're beautiful." It came out as a whisper, but it wasn't supposed to come out at all. He closed his eyes, mortified, certain that he'd just offended her.

A hand touched his chest.

He opened his eyes. Sally had stepped closer to him, was touching him, and all he could do was stare. Damn it! What was wrong with him? He should turn around or walk away. They couldn't do this, it wasn't right. He loved her too much to just take her on the cold metal floor of a tiny satellite in space. She deserved a bed with satin sheets, flowers all around, and a diamond ring on her finger.

Those fingers unzipped his jacket and he watched the long slow slide of the zipper like it was the most fascinating thing in the universe. Well, the second most fascinating thing. The first was Sally. In her underwear.

"Sally," he croaked through the desert that was his throat. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing, Wufei?" she asked, tugging the jacket down his arms and tossing it aside. She put her hands under his shirt, pushing it up, and he grabbed her wrists.

"You shouldn't…we shouldn't--" he swallowed, not sure what to say, only knowing that if she kept going, he wasn't going to be able to stop.

"Yes, we should." She tilted her head. "I love you, Wufei and I want you. Do you want me?"

"God, yes!" he burst out. "But, here?" He looked around at the less than romantic setting. This was not how he pictured their first time together.

She laughed. "Wufei! You're a prude!"

He frowned. How dare she insult him when he only had her best interests in mind?!

"I am not a prude. I simply don't want to make love to my woman on a cold bare floor."

The grin on her face got wider. Why did that worry him?

"You might hurt your back," he added, hoping that she would agree and put her clothes back on, praying that she would put her clothes back on, knowing that if she didn't he was a goner. Oh God, from the look on her face, she knew it, too.

He was toast.

She leaned forward and kissed his neck. The contrast between the soothing touch of her soft lips and the nips from her teeth drove him past a point he didn't know he had.

He released her hands and grabbed her, pulling her to him, plastering her to his body. He put one hand under her chin and tilted her head up, kissing her like she was his last meal, devouring her lips, driving his tongue into her mouth. She tasted like sin, like heaven and he couldn't get enough.

She moved against him, her hips rocking, rubbing his arousal. Her skin was silk under his hands and he wanted to feel more of it with all of his body. He released her to throw off his shirt, but managed to leave his pants alone. Even in this haze he knew enough to leave them on. He didn't want to scare her.

But Sally had other ideas.

As they came back together, he could feel something tugging at his waist. He broke off their kiss to see her trying to undo his trousers one-handed, and succeeding.

"Sally?"

"I want you out of this," she hissed, her eyes narrow. She brought her other hand to help, unbuttoning and unzipping. Suddenly his pants were around his ankles. So were his shorts. She'd pushed everything down all at once. The cool air hit him, but that didn't put a damper on the fever that had him in its grip. She was staring at him.

She reached out one finger and tentatively touched him, trailing it down his entire length, starting when his stimulated muscles jerked him up and down like a puppet on a string.

Wufei groaned and let his head fall back as she ran her finger back up him again. She was killing him. Slowly. And God, he didn't want this sweet torture to ever end. She kept touching him, now with her whole hand, stroking, rubbing as if fascinated. The fire in his belly got hotter, spiralling up through the rest of him and he knew that if he didn't make her stop everything would be over before it even got started.

"S-Sally," he said as he grabbed her adventurous hand. "You have to s-stop. I'm going to--" he tried to take a few deep breaths to bring himself back from the edge, but his chest wasn't working.

She brought his hand toward her and she kissed his knuckles, his wrist, her tongue flicking out to taste and tease his fingers.

"Oh God," he whispered.

"Please, Wufei." Sally's voice quivered. There were tears in her eyes.

Wufei's heart stopped beating in his chest. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I just realized that you really do love me. No man would act this way if he didn't."

"I would do anything for you," he said, wiping her tears away. "I would die for you."

"Then love me," she begged. "Love me now."

There was no way he could refuse.

Wufei gathered her close again, kissing her with all the pent up emotion he had. He'd waited so long for this moment. So long that he'd convinced himself that it would never happen.

Without breaking the kiss, he drew her down to the floor with him, laying next to her on the pile of clothes. One hand brushed over the back of her bra and he paused to unhook the garment. She drew the straps over her shoulders and tossed it away.

One hand sought out the heavy weight of her breasts. God, so soft. Her nipples bloomed in his hand, the hard points stabbing his palm. He rubbed and rolled them between his fingers, drowning in Sally's moans as he teased her. He broke off the kiss to put his mouth on them, licking lightly before suckling hard.

She detonated beneath him, her limbs writhing, her back arching. He growled. His other hand released its hold on her back and moved to the inside of her thigh, higher to the soft springy curls of blonde hair, to the dew slickened petals between her legs. Wet. So wet. And he was dry, desperate to drink.

Still sucking her breasts, Wufei moved between her thighs, kneeing them apart. He centered himself and pushed in. She was hot, slick, and tight. He paused, shivering, drawing in deep breaths. He was on the verge of exploding, but he didn't want to do that, yet. He needed to regain some sliver of control. He wanted to make this good for her, too.

He tried to push in a little farther, but found he couldn't. He was blocked. He tired again. Definitely a barrier there.

What the hell?

Wufei lifted his head and looked down at Sally. Her eyes were closed and she was all tensed up as if preparing herself for something.

"You're a virgin?" he asked, his voice cracking.

She opened her eyes. "You're surprised?"

"I--" He'd just assumed. She was an attractive vibrant woman. Damn. He was jerk.

She touched his face. "I wanted to wait for love."

"I don't want to hurt you, not even a little," Wufei told her, but it was an incredible turn on, knowing that she'd waited, knowing that he was the one she waited for, that he would be the first.

He kissed her, moulded her breasts with his hands, and drove them both mad until he could take it no more, until she was writhing beneath him. He thrust hard and deep. The barrier gave way and he was seated deep inside her. She stiffened at that moment and he forced himself to remain still, even though all he wanted to do was move.

"I'm okay," she whispered against his neck. "Are you okay?"

"No," he answered, groaning. "I'm having a heart attack, but, God, it feels good. So good."

He moved, pulling slowly out then pushing slowly back in.

Sally gasped. "Oh! That feels…oh!"

Wufei stroked slowly, over and over again, wanting her insane with need, wanting her on the edge, where he was. Sweat rolled down his back. He started to shake. He was so close, too close.

"Wufei!" Sally shrieked. And he felt her climax hit, rippling through her, over him and it sent him over the precipice, tumbling down into chaos. He slammed into her one last time, yelling out her name as he came.

For the first time since he watched his colony explode, Wufei was home.