Other Fan Fiction ❯ The Lost Ones ❯ Chapter Seven ( Chapter 7 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: destiny dreamer 
Miscellaneous: Other Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Suspense / Supernatural / Romance / Hentai / Drama / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 12.27.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.3K | Visits: 160 | Status: Completed
Miscellaneous: Other Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Suspense / Supernatural / Romance / Hentai / Drama / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 12.27.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.3K | Visits: 160 | Status: Completed
Neron placed his hand on top of hers, feeling the warmth of her flesh. "Remember, I feel whatever you feel."
That only made her blush brighter. Putting her hands over her face, she had never feel so humiliated. "I'm so embarrassed. I'm sorry."
"It's nothing to be sorry for. It is a simple human reaction...one that I had long since forgotten. I am sorry that I create such feelings in you without meaning to." He took her hands and pried them from her face as he smiled at her. "I will work hard not to put you into such positions."
"We live together...we sleep in the same bed...we are always touching each other and I feel everything you feel all the time..." she said slowly. "I believe you have your work cut out for you." She pulled her hands from him. "Just look at you!" She pointed to the mirror. "Could you make it any harder!"
He looked at himself, not understanding what she meant. "I'm sorry if my appearance is not to your liking," he said looking back at her. Looking down at himself, he bit his lip. "And for the time being at least, could you not mention...hard."
Mia quickly turned her back to him. "Oh...my...God..." she said in deep breaths. "I'm sorry!" She was shaking now. "And I'm not saying you look bad...I'm saying you look too...too...handsome!"
He placed his hands on her shoulders to keep her from shaking. "It is not entirely your fault," he told her. "True, your feelings are what's causing it, but it seems that I am at fault for evoking these feelings." He looked at her shaking form and smiled. "I do not think that my appearance is all that great, but it makes me happy to know that you think so."
He was making things so much worse. Pulling from him, she quickly walked out and started grabbing out her pajamas while trying to think of anything to get her mind off the conversation and her overwhelming feeling to throw herself off her balcony.
He sighed as she walked away. It seemed that he had done something wrong once again. Not bothering to put on a shirt, he cleaned up the mess in the bathroom the best he could before following the smell of the pizza. He was...uncomfortable, to say the least, but it would pass in time once she had regained control of her senses.
Going behind her changing screen, she started to change while trying to cool her body off. Three days! He had been here only three days and she was having naughty thoughts about him! How wrong was that!? She wanted to blame part of it being their bond. If he had been a normal guy, he would have been easy to resist. Just like Keith and every other guy. But they shared everything... He smelled so good, and he was so gentle and sweet...and he knew exactly what to say to make her feel like a million bucks....
Neron opened up the pizza box and smiled at the delicious smell whiffed through his nostrils. He was already drooling as he got two plates and put some on each of them. After getting drinks, he walked over to her changing screen. "Would it be alright if we watch television while we eat? I saw a fascinating show on the other night, and I'm curious as to what will happen."
Mia turned at the sound of his voice. The only thing she was wearing was her panties and she was holding her night shirt. He was peeking around the screen at her. Blushing, she screamed. "Privacy!" She pulled her shirt up to cover her breast and stepped back, hitting the screen. The screen came down and she fell back, landing on her back and the screen landing on her. "Ouch..."
He quickly moved the screen off of her and helped her onto the bed. She had a small cut from the screen right above her breast. "Hold on and I'll get a bandage for it." Going to the bathroom, he pulled out a bandage and went back to her. Kneeling in front of her he noticed that she was trying to cover herself up. "Let me put this on there and I'll turn around so that you can get dressed."
Shaking with yet more embarrassment, she looked at him with red cheeks and a burning body. She nodded slowly to him while clutching her shirt to her breast. The tank top cover her awkwardly, the sides and tops of her beasts in plain sight.
He took a deep breath, being just inches away from her chest made him...excited. Though he was fairly certain it was her excitement, he knew that because he was allowing himself to feel it fully, she would almost get a double dose of it. His hands tenderly moved across her chest to the cut. He grazed her breasts while trying to put the bandage on. His arm rubbed against it slowly as he applied the bandage. After which he leaned forward and kissed the bandage. Pulling back, he smiled. His cheeks flushed, though he wasn't aware of it.
"In ancient times it was believed that a kiss would help a wound to heal. I'm certain that with your new technology our old ways are probably useless, but it never hurts to try."
Mia shivered. He was so intense. Heat waves rolled over her and she realized it wasn't just from her. Swallowing she nodded in almost a daze. "Thank....you...." It was spaced out and barely audible, but it was said.
He reached out, his fingers brushing her collarbone as he went to try and straighten her tank top. He eyed the exposed parts of her breasts, and licked his lips longingly. It was hard to keep his thoughts in check with so much activity and feelings washing over him. His hands rested on her shoulders as he looked up at her. His lips parted as if he wanted to say something, but instead he closed them. He was her warrior. Desires of the flesh were not allowed of him. No matter how bad he seemed to want it. He squirmed lightly, finding that these new clothes were rather restricting in certain areas.
"It's my...pleasure," he told her, his voice heavy as he met her gaze.
Again, she swallowed hard. His fingers on her skin nearly seemed as if she had begged him to touch her. Her grip on the tank top tightened. She wanted to say that all of this was her fault, that why he was feeling the way he was, was because she influenced him, but the look in his eyes said otherwise and she couldn't help but long for more. She shifted in her panties, being more than aroused now. Her tongue lightly licked her lips and she wanted to say something but nothing came to mind.
When she licked her lips he nearly lost what control he had. Looking down to avoid her gaze, he noticed that her underwear was...wet. His breath caught in his throat as he looked up at her. "I know...that this is inappropriate considering the situation. However, seeing as how these combined feelings are taking its toll on both of us...may I ask that I be allowed to at least the taste your lips?" He wanted more, but more was not allowed to him. It couldn't be allowed.
Mia hesitated a minute. Leaning over quickly, she pushed her lips on his lightly. Her body moved close to his, pushing her chest against his and pinning the tank top between them. Her hands moved around his neck as her lips nibbled on his. It was better than she thought. The enhanced feeling sent shocks down her body. His arms wrapped around her body while he let her explore his mouth for a moment. Something about this seemed...familiar to him. The feeling. The warmth. The excitement. With his eyes closed his body seemed to act on its own, as he massaged her mouth, his tongue lavishing her throat, while he nipped and bit the most sensitive parts of her lips. It was a technique he had learned long ago in ancient Rome. It was said to be the Devil's Kiss, because it could drive a person mad. Mia had never had a kiss like this, though she hadn't had many kisses. She couldn't help but pull him closer. The waves of perfect intensity nearly took her breath away. The fact that he was feeling the effects of his little technique was not something that he had been expecting. When he finally managed to pull away from her lips, his breathing had increased lightly. He was straining in his pants, and judging from the feeling he was getting from her, her panties were all but soaked. Stroking her back, he moved some hair from her flushed face, his eyes glowing at the warmth of her heart. Her forehead pressed to his while she took a few deep breaths. One hand went to the back of his head, stroking his hair while the other went to his shoulder. She could feel both hers and his heart and it was driving her wild. Did all the bonds he had with his masters feel this way? How many woman masters did he have? How many masters had he kissed...or done more with?
"I am afraid...that is as far as I can go," he said in small gasps of air. Their combined desires made it hard to focus on anything other than what was right there in front of them. He knew that she might want more, but he could not take her innocence and ruin her for another man.
Her fingers went to his lips and pressed on them lightly. "No...please don't say that..." she whispered not moving from him.
He opened his lips and took one of her fingers into his mouth where he began to nibble and suck on it just to taste her. Opening his eyes, he nuzzled her neck, his lips trailing over her warm flesh hungrily. "What do you wish of me?" She was still innocent. There was only so much that he could do to please her, but he would do whatever he could to help quell this fire within him.
Her eyes closed lightly and she leaned her head on his shoulder. "Everything..." she whispered.
He stroked her back just to feel the warmth of her flesh. "You do not know what you ask," he told her. Though he warned her, his tongue ran over her neck, his teeth grazing her flesh as he kissed everywhere that his teeth grazed.
"I know more than you think," she said in a heavy voice as his lips washed over her.
"I would be taking your innocence.... You don't even know me, yet you would offer me that gift?"
A gift? He considered it a gift? Smiling to herself, she knew that that was the reason why she was so willing. "I want my first time to be with someone that treats me with respect, that trusts me like I trust them...someone I share a bond with like no other," she said in his ear. "Though I barely know you...my heart feels as if we have known each other for a lifetime."
He nuzzled her neck, nipping on her throat as he pushed her back to the bed. His hand went down and rubbed her already wet panties while he let his lips wash over her.
"I will do my best to ensure that your first is something you will always remember." Kissing her, his tongue dipped into her mouth while his fingers pushed her panties aside and worked themselves into her.
Mia was shocked that he was moving so fast. She blushed as his fingers worked into her. Her breathing picked up and she closed her eyes. The tank top shifted on her and being daring, she pulled it completely off her. Slowly, her eyes opened and she moved her hands to his chest while trying to keep her hands still as his fingers teased her. As he saw her beautiful chest exposed to him for the first time, he smiled. Nuzzling her breasts with his face, he let his lips run over her nipples. Flicking his tongue over them, he bit them gently. He worked a third finger into her. Sliding them in and out slowly yet teasingly as he tried to make her wider for him. His thumb began to rub against her clit through her panties while he stared up at her face to watch he reaction.
She bit her lip and arched her back. His fingers were a lot better than hers. They filled her more and...knew exactly where to hit. She whimpered lightly as his lips teased her. Her eyes closed again as she focused on his fingers. It was a sensation that he couldn't quite explain, possibly because there was no explanation. They shared emotions. They shared pain. They shared pleasure. It was hard to define the pleasure that he felt as his fingers pumped inside her. He could tell that it was indeed pleasure, but it was unlike anything he had ever felt before. With a curious smile, his tongue trailed down her body. Sliding her panties down, her scent began to make him shudder. He never took his eyes off of her as he slid down further and let his tongue run across her wet lips. Mia gripped the blankets blow her. She opened her mouth in a moan and felt herself building. His warm tongue ran over her like he knew her completely. Her hips moved closer as the building intensified. His hands hooked her hips as he pushed his face further into her. His tongue encircled her before dipping inside her. His face was pressed against her flesh while he spread her legs to allow himself to taste her further.
Her head threw back and she whimpered. "I'm coming!" she warned.
He smirked into her warm wet hole. So she was. He held her tighter as he felt like he himself was about to experience it. His eyes widened at the sensation as he looked up at her. Mia cried out, her back arching more and she felt her walls tightened. Her body shook and she could feel herself contracting while her juices followed it fast. He wasted no time allowing him to enjoy her sudden flow of juices. He pushed his face in further, his lips wrapping around her as his tongue began to lap up the remnants of her orgasm. Once she was all cleaned, he shuddered. That was a feeling that he was not going to get over anytime soon. Looking down at her naked form, his hands began to trace her thighs. Slowly, his free hand went to his pants as he began to take them off. She sat up on her elbows to look at him. Her face was flushed and her heart was speeding. Her eyes locked on his pants as he began to take them off, freeing his erection. Her eyes grew wide. She had seen a penis before, but never up close. With it erect, it was bigger than she first thought. He blushed at the way that she was staring at his manhood. Though, for all intents and purposes he did deserve it. She had probably never seen one before, so she was curious. He knew the feeling. Stepping out of his pants, he moved closer to her. Clearing his throat, he motioned to his cock.
"I have...explored you to great lengths. If you wish...you are free to do the same."
Mia blushed brightly. She felt like a child. Sitting up fully, she got to her knees on her bed and moved to him. Her hand went up, but she pulled it away and bit her lip. Trying again, she moved her hand up and lightly ran her fingers over his length. He bit his lip and shuddered lightly as her fingers began to dance over him explorative like. He smiled, even as he tasted blood and watched her with curiosity. Looking up at him, she made sure it was ok before her hand fully gripped him. Just as she had heard from her girlfriends, her hand began moving up and down, stroking him. Neron closed his eyes, trying hard not moan while she stroked him. He had not been expecting her to try something like that. The feeling was rather...nice. He had to admit, that sharing these sensations was indeed unusual but it was definitely pleasurable as well. Though Neron didn't moan, Mia did. She couldn't help herself. The feeling of it was unexplainable, but it reminded her a lot of when he touched her. Taking it a step forward, she moved her lips over the tip of his cock.
At that simple action, he felt himself shudder. Her lips were so wet and moist, and his cock was burning with desire. He whimpered lightly at the feeling. He wondered how it would feel to her. When he had licked her, the sensation was nearly overwhelming to him yet so weird and foreign that it nearly consumed him. Mia moaned again. It was almost a hungry feeling, a beg for more. She moved more of his cock into her mouth then pulled back and did it again. Her pace quickened and she closed her eyes. It made her body tingle. The light sensation of his enjoyment and excitement was enough to make a small puddle form between her legs once more. She was inexperienced, but after going without the touch of a woman he didn't care. His hips bucked lightly as she began to bob her head on his cock. Looking down, he could see her juices trailing down her legs as the excitement built. He started to feel himself tighten as the familiar uncontrollable urge took over him. He knew that she could feel it to just as clearly as he could.
"Mia, I'm going to cum," he said softly, his hands gripping her arm as he felt himself start to lose it.
Mia pulled back, not sure what to do. Before she had a chance to ask, he came and her eyes closed as the warm cum hit her face and chest. Her hand went to his hips to steady herself as his orgasm washed over her. It was more than she thought it would be. It was like having an orgasm herself. He closed his eyes as his cum shot over her. Upon opening them, he saw that her face was splattered with it and it was slowly starting to dribble down her chest. Blushing, he took in her appearance, trying to gauge her reaction to all of this. The feelings of their excitement and pleasure was completely overwhelming his sense of anything else. Slowly, her eyes opened and she moved her finger over her face to wipe some of the cum. Looking up at him, she slowly liked her finger. He swallowed hard as he watched this. Even if she didn't know what she was doing that was simply...hot. Reaching over, Mia grabbed her tank top and wiped her face and chest off. Her hand went over his cock again and started to rub it, trying to make it hard again.
He hissed slightly as she touched his sensitive cock. Reaching down he guided her hands over it, his face contorting into a look of pleasure as he closed his once more to let her work him until he was hard. She looked at his face, watching the pleasure and feeling it herself. Their bond had never seemed so wonderful as it did now. Her first time really would be a night she wouldn't forget. His cock began to raise, finally standing at attention in her gentle grip. He stopped her from stroking him anymore.
"If you continue I won't be able to...." His voice trailed off as he guided her to lay back down on the bed.
Her breathing picked up again as she laid back, her body tingling with anticipation. Her hands moved over his shoulders, not exactly sure where she should put them. Sliding her legs apart, he positioned his tip at her already eager hole. Looking up at her, he quickly pressed his lips to hers as he began to push himself into her. Her nails dug into him as pain washed over her. It was nothing compared to earlier, so she took it as training. Forcing herself to focus only on Neron, she moved her hands to his back, pulling him deeper into the kiss and feeling his heart beat inside her. He winced. That was a pain that he couldn't describe. He had felt worse, but it was still odd nonetheless. He continued to push and slid himself into her, stopping when he felt that he had already put enough of himself into her. Judging by the small trail of blood flowing down to the bed sheets he had gone far enough. His continued to massage her mouth with his kiss, waiting for her to get accustomed to his size before starting his pace out nice and slow, being gentle for her first time. Mia tried not to move much since it hurt too much at the moment. As he moved in her, the pain started to lessen and she pulled her lips from his to bit her lip. Her knees bent and she pulled them up slightly, pushing him deeper, causing to her arch her back and groan lightly.
He shuddered at the feeling of both going deeper and the weird sensation of being filled at the same time. With her knees bent, he hugged her close so that he could push himself into her more. Now that she seemed to have adjusted, his pace quickened with desire. She started to moan lightly. Her body was filled with different emotions and sensations; she wasn't sure which were her own. However, she didn't mind. Each thrust once intensified the feelings and her moans got louder. The faint feeling of a building orgasm made her shiver.
"Deeper, Neron..." she urged.
He just grunted in reply. Lifting her legs, he placed them on his shoulders. Grabbing onto her thighs, he pushed himself in, working himself into her more inch by inch.
"Ah!" Mia cried out.
Again, it hurt at first, but once she pushed it aside and let if fade, it started to feel good again. The building continued and she cried out again, waiting for the wonderful orgasm. He felt himself building. Or rather he felt her building. At this point he couldn't tell. All he knew was that it felt wonderful. Painful. Strange. Weird. Yet wonderful. With a mixture between a growl and a moan he felt himself tense. His grip tightened on her thighs as he unloaded his cum deep inside her. Mia cried out his name and came with him, her wall squeezing him tightly and her body shaking. As she rode out both his and her own orgasm, she looked at him, her hand caressed his face. Two orgasms at once. He nearly blacked out from the sensation as parts of his shuddered while other parts of his throbbed. It was incredible, and he was quite certain that centuries from now he would still recall this experience. Her lips found his, kissing his sweetly in thanks before pulling back as her hand washed over his face.
That only made her blush brighter. Putting her hands over her face, she had never feel so humiliated. "I'm so embarrassed. I'm sorry."
"It's nothing to be sorry for. It is a simple human reaction...one that I had long since forgotten. I am sorry that I create such feelings in you without meaning to." He took her hands and pried them from her face as he smiled at her. "I will work hard not to put you into such positions."
"We live together...we sleep in the same bed...we are always touching each other and I feel everything you feel all the time..." she said slowly. "I believe you have your work cut out for you." She pulled her hands from him. "Just look at you!" She pointed to the mirror. "Could you make it any harder!"
He looked at himself, not understanding what she meant. "I'm sorry if my appearance is not to your liking," he said looking back at her. Looking down at himself, he bit his lip. "And for the time being at least, could you not mention...hard."
Mia quickly turned her back to him. "Oh...my...God..." she said in deep breaths. "I'm sorry!" She was shaking now. "And I'm not saying you look bad...I'm saying you look too...too...handsome!"
He placed his hands on her shoulders to keep her from shaking. "It is not entirely your fault," he told her. "True, your feelings are what's causing it, but it seems that I am at fault for evoking these feelings." He looked at her shaking form and smiled. "I do not think that my appearance is all that great, but it makes me happy to know that you think so."
He was making things so much worse. Pulling from him, she quickly walked out and started grabbing out her pajamas while trying to think of anything to get her mind off the conversation and her overwhelming feeling to throw herself off her balcony.
He sighed as she walked away. It seemed that he had done something wrong once again. Not bothering to put on a shirt, he cleaned up the mess in the bathroom the best he could before following the smell of the pizza. He was...uncomfortable, to say the least, but it would pass in time once she had regained control of her senses.
Going behind her changing screen, she started to change while trying to cool her body off. Three days! He had been here only three days and she was having naughty thoughts about him! How wrong was that!? She wanted to blame part of it being their bond. If he had been a normal guy, he would have been easy to resist. Just like Keith and every other guy. But they shared everything... He smelled so good, and he was so gentle and sweet...and he knew exactly what to say to make her feel like a million bucks....
Neron opened up the pizza box and smiled at the delicious smell whiffed through his nostrils. He was already drooling as he got two plates and put some on each of them. After getting drinks, he walked over to her changing screen. "Would it be alright if we watch television while we eat? I saw a fascinating show on the other night, and I'm curious as to what will happen."
Mia turned at the sound of his voice. The only thing she was wearing was her panties and she was holding her night shirt. He was peeking around the screen at her. Blushing, she screamed. "Privacy!" She pulled her shirt up to cover her breast and stepped back, hitting the screen. The screen came down and she fell back, landing on her back and the screen landing on her. "Ouch..."
He quickly moved the screen off of her and helped her onto the bed. She had a small cut from the screen right above her breast. "Hold on and I'll get a bandage for it." Going to the bathroom, he pulled out a bandage and went back to her. Kneeling in front of her he noticed that she was trying to cover herself up. "Let me put this on there and I'll turn around so that you can get dressed."
Shaking with yet more embarrassment, she looked at him with red cheeks and a burning body. She nodded slowly to him while clutching her shirt to her breast. The tank top cover her awkwardly, the sides and tops of her beasts in plain sight.
He took a deep breath, being just inches away from her chest made him...excited. Though he was fairly certain it was her excitement, he knew that because he was allowing himself to feel it fully, she would almost get a double dose of it. His hands tenderly moved across her chest to the cut. He grazed her breasts while trying to put the bandage on. His arm rubbed against it slowly as he applied the bandage. After which he leaned forward and kissed the bandage. Pulling back, he smiled. His cheeks flushed, though he wasn't aware of it.
"In ancient times it was believed that a kiss would help a wound to heal. I'm certain that with your new technology our old ways are probably useless, but it never hurts to try."
Mia shivered. He was so intense. Heat waves rolled over her and she realized it wasn't just from her. Swallowing she nodded in almost a daze. "Thank....you...." It was spaced out and barely audible, but it was said.
He reached out, his fingers brushing her collarbone as he went to try and straighten her tank top. He eyed the exposed parts of her breasts, and licked his lips longingly. It was hard to keep his thoughts in check with so much activity and feelings washing over him. His hands rested on her shoulders as he looked up at her. His lips parted as if he wanted to say something, but instead he closed them. He was her warrior. Desires of the flesh were not allowed of him. No matter how bad he seemed to want it. He squirmed lightly, finding that these new clothes were rather restricting in certain areas.
"It's my...pleasure," he told her, his voice heavy as he met her gaze.
Again, she swallowed hard. His fingers on her skin nearly seemed as if she had begged him to touch her. Her grip on the tank top tightened. She wanted to say that all of this was her fault, that why he was feeling the way he was, was because she influenced him, but the look in his eyes said otherwise and she couldn't help but long for more. She shifted in her panties, being more than aroused now. Her tongue lightly licked her lips and she wanted to say something but nothing came to mind.
When she licked her lips he nearly lost what control he had. Looking down to avoid her gaze, he noticed that her underwear was...wet. His breath caught in his throat as he looked up at her. "I know...that this is inappropriate considering the situation. However, seeing as how these combined feelings are taking its toll on both of us...may I ask that I be allowed to at least the taste your lips?" He wanted more, but more was not allowed to him. It couldn't be allowed.
Mia hesitated a minute. Leaning over quickly, she pushed her lips on his lightly. Her body moved close to his, pushing her chest against his and pinning the tank top between them. Her hands moved around his neck as her lips nibbled on his. It was better than she thought. The enhanced feeling sent shocks down her body. His arms wrapped around her body while he let her explore his mouth for a moment. Something about this seemed...familiar to him. The feeling. The warmth. The excitement. With his eyes closed his body seemed to act on its own, as he massaged her mouth, his tongue lavishing her throat, while he nipped and bit the most sensitive parts of her lips. It was a technique he had learned long ago in ancient Rome. It was said to be the Devil's Kiss, because it could drive a person mad. Mia had never had a kiss like this, though she hadn't had many kisses. She couldn't help but pull him closer. The waves of perfect intensity nearly took her breath away. The fact that he was feeling the effects of his little technique was not something that he had been expecting. When he finally managed to pull away from her lips, his breathing had increased lightly. He was straining in his pants, and judging from the feeling he was getting from her, her panties were all but soaked. Stroking her back, he moved some hair from her flushed face, his eyes glowing at the warmth of her heart. Her forehead pressed to his while she took a few deep breaths. One hand went to the back of his head, stroking his hair while the other went to his shoulder. She could feel both hers and his heart and it was driving her wild. Did all the bonds he had with his masters feel this way? How many woman masters did he have? How many masters had he kissed...or done more with?
"I am afraid...that is as far as I can go," he said in small gasps of air. Their combined desires made it hard to focus on anything other than what was right there in front of them. He knew that she might want more, but he could not take her innocence and ruin her for another man.
Her fingers went to his lips and pressed on them lightly. "No...please don't say that..." she whispered not moving from him.
He opened his lips and took one of her fingers into his mouth where he began to nibble and suck on it just to taste her. Opening his eyes, he nuzzled her neck, his lips trailing over her warm flesh hungrily. "What do you wish of me?" She was still innocent. There was only so much that he could do to please her, but he would do whatever he could to help quell this fire within him.
Her eyes closed lightly and she leaned her head on his shoulder. "Everything..." she whispered.
He stroked her back just to feel the warmth of her flesh. "You do not know what you ask," he told her. Though he warned her, his tongue ran over her neck, his teeth grazing her flesh as he kissed everywhere that his teeth grazed.
"I know more than you think," she said in a heavy voice as his lips washed over her.
"I would be taking your innocence.... You don't even know me, yet you would offer me that gift?"
A gift? He considered it a gift? Smiling to herself, she knew that that was the reason why she was so willing. "I want my first time to be with someone that treats me with respect, that trusts me like I trust them...someone I share a bond with like no other," she said in his ear. "Though I barely know you...my heart feels as if we have known each other for a lifetime."
He nuzzled her neck, nipping on her throat as he pushed her back to the bed. His hand went down and rubbed her already wet panties while he let his lips wash over her.
"I will do my best to ensure that your first is something you will always remember." Kissing her, his tongue dipped into her mouth while his fingers pushed her panties aside and worked themselves into her.
Mia was shocked that he was moving so fast. She blushed as his fingers worked into her. Her breathing picked up and she closed her eyes. The tank top shifted on her and being daring, she pulled it completely off her. Slowly, her eyes opened and she moved her hands to his chest while trying to keep her hands still as his fingers teased her. As he saw her beautiful chest exposed to him for the first time, he smiled. Nuzzling her breasts with his face, he let his lips run over her nipples. Flicking his tongue over them, he bit them gently. He worked a third finger into her. Sliding them in and out slowly yet teasingly as he tried to make her wider for him. His thumb began to rub against her clit through her panties while he stared up at her face to watch he reaction.
She bit her lip and arched her back. His fingers were a lot better than hers. They filled her more and...knew exactly where to hit. She whimpered lightly as his lips teased her. Her eyes closed again as she focused on his fingers. It was a sensation that he couldn't quite explain, possibly because there was no explanation. They shared emotions. They shared pain. They shared pleasure. It was hard to define the pleasure that he felt as his fingers pumped inside her. He could tell that it was indeed pleasure, but it was unlike anything he had ever felt before. With a curious smile, his tongue trailed down her body. Sliding her panties down, her scent began to make him shudder. He never took his eyes off of her as he slid down further and let his tongue run across her wet lips. Mia gripped the blankets blow her. She opened her mouth in a moan and felt herself building. His warm tongue ran over her like he knew her completely. Her hips moved closer as the building intensified. His hands hooked her hips as he pushed his face further into her. His tongue encircled her before dipping inside her. His face was pressed against her flesh while he spread her legs to allow himself to taste her further.
Her head threw back and she whimpered. "I'm coming!" she warned.
He smirked into her warm wet hole. So she was. He held her tighter as he felt like he himself was about to experience it. His eyes widened at the sensation as he looked up at her. Mia cried out, her back arching more and she felt her walls tightened. Her body shook and she could feel herself contracting while her juices followed it fast. He wasted no time allowing him to enjoy her sudden flow of juices. He pushed his face in further, his lips wrapping around her as his tongue began to lap up the remnants of her orgasm. Once she was all cleaned, he shuddered. That was a feeling that he was not going to get over anytime soon. Looking down at her naked form, his hands began to trace her thighs. Slowly, his free hand went to his pants as he began to take them off. She sat up on her elbows to look at him. Her face was flushed and her heart was speeding. Her eyes locked on his pants as he began to take them off, freeing his erection. Her eyes grew wide. She had seen a penis before, but never up close. With it erect, it was bigger than she first thought. He blushed at the way that she was staring at his manhood. Though, for all intents and purposes he did deserve it. She had probably never seen one before, so she was curious. He knew the feeling. Stepping out of his pants, he moved closer to her. Clearing his throat, he motioned to his cock.
"I have...explored you to great lengths. If you wish...you are free to do the same."
Mia blushed brightly. She felt like a child. Sitting up fully, she got to her knees on her bed and moved to him. Her hand went up, but she pulled it away and bit her lip. Trying again, she moved her hand up and lightly ran her fingers over his length. He bit his lip and shuddered lightly as her fingers began to dance over him explorative like. He smiled, even as he tasted blood and watched her with curiosity. Looking up at him, she made sure it was ok before her hand fully gripped him. Just as she had heard from her girlfriends, her hand began moving up and down, stroking him. Neron closed his eyes, trying hard not moan while she stroked him. He had not been expecting her to try something like that. The feeling was rather...nice. He had to admit, that sharing these sensations was indeed unusual but it was definitely pleasurable as well. Though Neron didn't moan, Mia did. She couldn't help herself. The feeling of it was unexplainable, but it reminded her a lot of when he touched her. Taking it a step forward, she moved her lips over the tip of his cock.
At that simple action, he felt himself shudder. Her lips were so wet and moist, and his cock was burning with desire. He whimpered lightly at the feeling. He wondered how it would feel to her. When he had licked her, the sensation was nearly overwhelming to him yet so weird and foreign that it nearly consumed him. Mia moaned again. It was almost a hungry feeling, a beg for more. She moved more of his cock into her mouth then pulled back and did it again. Her pace quickened and she closed her eyes. It made her body tingle. The light sensation of his enjoyment and excitement was enough to make a small puddle form between her legs once more. She was inexperienced, but after going without the touch of a woman he didn't care. His hips bucked lightly as she began to bob her head on his cock. Looking down, he could see her juices trailing down her legs as the excitement built. He started to feel himself tighten as the familiar uncontrollable urge took over him. He knew that she could feel it to just as clearly as he could.
"Mia, I'm going to cum," he said softly, his hands gripping her arm as he felt himself start to lose it.
Mia pulled back, not sure what to do. Before she had a chance to ask, he came and her eyes closed as the warm cum hit her face and chest. Her hand went to his hips to steady herself as his orgasm washed over her. It was more than she thought it would be. It was like having an orgasm herself. He closed his eyes as his cum shot over her. Upon opening them, he saw that her face was splattered with it and it was slowly starting to dribble down her chest. Blushing, he took in her appearance, trying to gauge her reaction to all of this. The feelings of their excitement and pleasure was completely overwhelming his sense of anything else. Slowly, her eyes opened and she moved her finger over her face to wipe some of the cum. Looking up at him, she slowly liked her finger. He swallowed hard as he watched this. Even if she didn't know what she was doing that was simply...hot. Reaching over, Mia grabbed her tank top and wiped her face and chest off. Her hand went over his cock again and started to rub it, trying to make it hard again.
He hissed slightly as she touched his sensitive cock. Reaching down he guided her hands over it, his face contorting into a look of pleasure as he closed his once more to let her work him until he was hard. She looked at his face, watching the pleasure and feeling it herself. Their bond had never seemed so wonderful as it did now. Her first time really would be a night she wouldn't forget. His cock began to raise, finally standing at attention in her gentle grip. He stopped her from stroking him anymore.
"If you continue I won't be able to...." His voice trailed off as he guided her to lay back down on the bed.
Her breathing picked up again as she laid back, her body tingling with anticipation. Her hands moved over his shoulders, not exactly sure where she should put them. Sliding her legs apart, he positioned his tip at her already eager hole. Looking up at her, he quickly pressed his lips to hers as he began to push himself into her. Her nails dug into him as pain washed over her. It was nothing compared to earlier, so she took it as training. Forcing herself to focus only on Neron, she moved her hands to his back, pulling him deeper into the kiss and feeling his heart beat inside her. He winced. That was a pain that he couldn't describe. He had felt worse, but it was still odd nonetheless. He continued to push and slid himself into her, stopping when he felt that he had already put enough of himself into her. Judging by the small trail of blood flowing down to the bed sheets he had gone far enough. His continued to massage her mouth with his kiss, waiting for her to get accustomed to his size before starting his pace out nice and slow, being gentle for her first time. Mia tried not to move much since it hurt too much at the moment. As he moved in her, the pain started to lessen and she pulled her lips from his to bit her lip. Her knees bent and she pulled them up slightly, pushing him deeper, causing to her arch her back and groan lightly.
He shuddered at the feeling of both going deeper and the weird sensation of being filled at the same time. With her knees bent, he hugged her close so that he could push himself into her more. Now that she seemed to have adjusted, his pace quickened with desire. She started to moan lightly. Her body was filled with different emotions and sensations; she wasn't sure which were her own. However, she didn't mind. Each thrust once intensified the feelings and her moans got louder. The faint feeling of a building orgasm made her shiver.
"Deeper, Neron..." she urged.
He just grunted in reply. Lifting her legs, he placed them on his shoulders. Grabbing onto her thighs, he pushed himself in, working himself into her more inch by inch.
"Ah!" Mia cried out.
Again, it hurt at first, but once she pushed it aside and let if fade, it started to feel good again. The building continued and she cried out again, waiting for the wonderful orgasm. He felt himself building. Or rather he felt her building. At this point he couldn't tell. All he knew was that it felt wonderful. Painful. Strange. Weird. Yet wonderful. With a mixture between a growl and a moan he felt himself tense. His grip tightened on her thighs as he unloaded his cum deep inside her. Mia cried out his name and came with him, her wall squeezing him tightly and her body shaking. As she rode out both his and her own orgasm, she looked at him, her hand caressed his face. Two orgasms at once. He nearly blacked out from the sensation as parts of his shuddered while other parts of his throbbed. It was incredible, and he was quite certain that centuries from now he would still recall this experience. Her lips found his, kissing his sweetly in thanks before pulling back as her hand washed over his face.