Kagaku Ninja-Tai Gatchaman Fan Fiction ❯ Gatchaman R: Shelter ❯ One-Shot

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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Author's note: This PWP is actually a "missing" scene from my post-Gatchaman F fanfiction story, "Past the Mission". Please note that this vignette contains consensual m/f sex between a series character and an original character. Adults only, please. I don't own the bird people, but the redhead is mine. --eq


"I don't know...if I can..."

"We'll work on it."

Joe let Miya bear him back upon the front seat of the parked Land Rover. He closed his eyes as her soft mouth pressed kisses to his brow, his cheeks, his chin, before finally tracing the full shape of his lips. Dear God, don't let me disappoint her...I don't know if I can even have normal sex anymore, but God, I want to...I want this woman so bad...

His long-fingered hands stole up under her t-shirt and lifted the material up above her small, pointed breasts. She sighed as his thumbs sought out her nipples, teasing them into tight little peaks.

Her back arched. "Joe..."

He smiled lazily up at her. "Still just as sensitive, mm?"

"Bastard..." But there was no sting in her voice. "You're still just as arrogant."

"Let's see what else hasn't changed. It's been a while, but I seem to remember that you really like it when I do this..." He took one of her nipples between his finger and thumb and gently rolled it back and forth, watching her face intently..

With a tiny gasp Miya shifted again--and banged her elbow on the steering wheel. The sharp blat of the horn made them both jump.

"We need more room to maneuver," he told her. "Even the bed in the trailer was never this...cramped."

"Chotto.". Miya reached behind his back and pulled the seat back release. The front seat backrest fell horizontal, doubling the space for them to maneuver. "Better?"

"Much." Joe slid over and stretched out; the size of the Land Rover meant he could almost lie full-length.

Miya knelt beside him and pulled her t-shirt off over her head, casting it aside. Then she bent and started untucking his shirt, sliding the faded black cotton up his torso, kissing the flesh bared in its wake.

Joe slid his shirt off his arms and lay back, watching as her lips closed over his nipple, sucking fiercely at it the way she knew he liked best. It felt good, really good. Joe stroked the back of her hair and let her do whatever she pleased. He didn't know if he could still function as a man, but he wanted to try. More than anything, at this moment, he wanted it.

He felt her hand working open the fly of his jeans, and her fingertips brushed against his erection--he was erect. Not just hard, but suddenly, achingly hard, as hard as he'd ever been in his life. He hadn't even realized how aroused he was until she'd touched him.

Her mouth left his nipple and she slid down between his legs. Her hair tickled down his flat belly like soft silken fire. She slid his jeans off his legs and knelt between his knees, sitting on her heels, her hands resting on the hard wishbones of his hips.

"It looks like everything works," she murmured, teasingly. "What happened to all your scars?" she asked, running her hands over his stomach, caressing his smooth olive skin with flat palms..

"Thuh-they were su-surgically removed..." Joe groaned. "God, Miya...please..."

"Please you? That's the general intention." Her fingers closed on him, lightly stroking up and down the hot shaft. At the root she caressed the tight skin of his balls, then drew one finger up the underside of his cock to the small groove where the shaft joined the head.

He grunted hard through gritted teeth. "Be careful...that thing's fully loaded, it might--uhh!--go off..."

"I'm counting on it."

She threw her hair forward and bent over his erection. The fiery curtain obscured his view, but he could feel her breath on his cockhead. When her tongue touched him, his whole body jerked. "Shit...oh, cara, that feels so good..." He wanted inside her, wanted it badly, but the fluttering of her tongue over the head of his cock was so intensely pleasurable that he didn't want her to stop. If he didn't grab her and pull her up right now and take her, he wasn't going to make it inside her. But he couldn't make himself move.

Her fingers curled around his shaft and she took him into her mouth. Joe propped himself up on his elbows and watched, catching glimpses through her hair of her mouth working on him, her head moving up and down in a slow, steady rhythm. His hips pushed up eagerly as her lips pulled on him, her tongue working at that tiny ridge in a way that sent jolts of pleasure through him like electric currents. "Oh, God...yeah...cara mia...oh God, that's so damn good...you're making me--oh, Miya, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come so hard...I can't hold back--ahhh!!"

The orgasm slammed into him with the force of a bullet train. He threw his head back and screamed her name over and over, his hips coming up off the carseat as he shot himself into her mouth. He had never come so fast, or so hard, in his life. He'd expected her to pull away before he ejaculated, but she held him in her mouth, moving with his frantic thrusts, sucking at him stubbornly and swallowing his seed until he'd spent himself completely, prolonging his bliss until he thought he'd black out from it.

Finally his cock stopped its convulsions, and the throes of his climax eased. Joe's head fell forward, and he gasped for breath. Miya's mouth was still on him, but gently, kissing and licking at him affectionately as his pulse slowed to normal. He raised his head and brushed her hair aside with trembling fingers. "That," he rasped, "was the best fucking blow-job I've ever had."

"Why, thank you, sir. We aim to please." She gave his limp cock a kiss and smiled up at him. "That's the first time you've ever let me do that to you. The first time you let me finish, anyway."

"I couldn't make you stop," he confessed. "It felt...incredible. But it wasn't very fair to you."

"You don't hear me complaining, do you?"

"No. I want to hear you doing something else. Like making those funny little noises I remember so well, the ones you always tried to stifle. Let's see if I can still do it for you, mm?" He sat up, reached down and pulled her up to lie beside him. He worked off her pants and ran his hand possessively up her leg to her torso. He leaned on one elbow and cupped her breast, toying idly with the pink nipple and watching her reactions. Her tongue darted out to wet her coral lips, and he bent over to kiss her, teasing her tongue with his. He trailed kisses down her jawline, her neck, her collarbone, and closed his lips over one nipple. As he remembered, her nipples were nearly as sensitive as her secret parts, and he had often wondered if he could make her come just by sucking on them. He'd always meant to try that sometime, but right now he was eager to bring her to completion, to watch her come for him. His fingers stroked down her belly, and he let his index finger slip suggestively into her navel in passing. Her thighs parted eagerly for him, and when he touched her there, he found her already wet.

With his first two fingers he stroked her while he repeatedly pulled his mouth free of her nipple and then closed his lips over it again to repeat the suction. It drove her wild when he did that to her.

She made a small whimpering sound. He raised his eyes to look at her. Her eyes were shut tight, her body moving sinuously against his. He didn't realize she was reaching for him until her hand gripped his shaft. To his amazement, he went almost immediately hard in her hand. It was too soon, but maybe it was just that it had been such a long time.

"Joe..." she whispered. "Joe, please...I want you inside me...please...put it in me..."

"Cara Miya." He eased himself between her legs. She took his erection in both hands and guided him. He slid into her easily, groaning deeply as her flesh closed around him, pushing in until his balls pressed against the warm curve of her ass. "Oh, God...you feel so good..."

"Just stay like this," she begged softly. "Just for a minute...I want to feel you like this...oh Joe, it's been too long...I've missed you so much..."

"I've missed you too, cara." He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her deeply. "Don't ever leave me again. Ever."

"I promise. I love you, Joe."

"Cara..." He moved a little inside her. "Do you feel that?"

"Joe, oh, God, yes..."

"That's how we're meant to be. Part of each other." He began moving back and forth, slowly, watching her face as he pleasured her. "You are part of me and I am part of you. We complete each other. That's how it's supposed to be."

"Joe--" She made a small cry which she stifled with one hand to her mouth.

"Ohh, no, you don't." Joe took hold of her wrists and pinned them above her head. "No one can hear you now except me, and I want to hear you. I want it all, cara. I want all of you." With careful control, he moved within her, seeking out the places inside her that he knew were the most receptive to his thrusts. She cried out again and bit her lip.

"Don't hold back, baby. I want you to scream for me. Come on, let me hear you." He rammed himself all the way up and moved his hips in a quick, shallow rhythm. He knew how much she loved it when he did that. Miya made one last attempt to hold her reactions in check, then lost all control. She threw her head back and shrieked as she came.

"Yeah, that's it, baby, scream for me, come for me..."

"Joe! Oh, Joe, oh, God!!!!" Her head whipped back and forth as her body shook under his. Joe made his thrusts deeper, slower, and harder, prolonging her orgasm and sending her almost immediately into another. He grinned savagely as she abandoned herself to it. "It's happening again, Joe--you're making me--COME!!!!"

"I know, baby, I know, ride with it, stay with me, oh, God, you're so fucking beautiful..."

"Joe...JOE!!" She strained against him, and he held her wrists down as she writhed under his weight. "Let me go, I want to touch you--"

"Not yet. I"m not ready to finish yet." He changed the rhythm of his thrusts again, a little slower now, not as urgent, and let her catch her breath. "I want you to tell me what you're feeling. Tell me how it feels, baby."

Her face flushed, and she licked her dry lips. "It feels...it feels so good..."

"What does?" His voice was a silken purr.

"Your...your cock...inside me..." She blushed deeper.

"Yeahhh." Joe was driven by a need to hear her talk about what he was doing to her. "Talk to me, cara. Don't stop. I love listening to you talk about it."

"Joe...please..." She drew in a shuddering breath. "I wa-want you all the way...inside me...making love to me...f-fucking me..."

"I am fucking you, baby. I'm gonna fuck you so long and so well you're gonna feel like you're gonna stay fucked forever."
He thrust as deeply into her as he could, then drew himself slowly back, almost withdrawing from her, then pushed all the way up again. "Just like that, just the way you want it."

"Ye-yes...ohh, that feels so beautiful..." She whimpered softly. "Joe, you're--oh! I...I'm gonna come a-again..."

"I know, baby. I know. I can feel you getting there." He didn't speed up. "Nice and slow. Easy. Easy. Just let go, feel me in you, all of me, as deep as you can take it."

"Yes...oh, yes...Joe..." He felt her body go rigid and her spine arched as she reached the breaking point. Her legs opened wide for him as he pushed in deep and quickened his thrusts again. "I'm coming, Joe, I'm coming, iku iku yo~!"

"Oh, yeah, cara, that's it, goddamn, you come so pretty..." He let her wrists go, slid his hands under her, and began riding her in earnest, pumping hard and fast into her as he'd been aching to do since he first entered her. He felt her hands grab his ass, squeezing his buttocks in time with his thrusts. "Oh yeah, that feels good...get ready, cara, I'm so fucking close...you've got me on--the edge--yeah,, that's it, that's it--unh!" His eyes went wide as one of her fingers slipped into his back passage. "Fuck--what are you--oh, shit, that's--" Her fingertip found the hot knot of his prostate, and just like that, he went over the edge. He screamed like a woman, ramming himself hard against her as he came and shot his seed into her. She went tight around him and came seconds after he did, and she was still coming when his spasms finally finished. He kept his cock inside her, and his hand reached down between them, his sensitive fingers seeking and finding the hidden fold of flesh between her legs that was the trigger for her bliss. She clung to him and shuddered, screaming his name as he kept her going for as long as she could stand it. Finally she fell back gasping, quaking with exhaustion and totally spent.

He eased himself up onto his elbows and kissed her sweat-soaked face over and over. "Jesus...oh, Miya, I love you so damned much..."

She wrapped her arms around him, locking her hands behind his waist, holding him where he was as his penis gradually softened inside her. "You'd damn well better love me, Condor...because you're not getting rid of me again."

"Don't you have that backwards, cara?" He turned on his side and gathered her close against him. "You're the one who's going to have to put up with me for the next few centuries or so."

She chuckled wearily against his chest. "I'll try to bear up under the strain."