Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction ❯ Saving Grace ❯ Lemon!!! ( Chapter 7 )

Author's Note: Oooh, the long awaited lemon. Yummy. I don't normally do heterosexual lemons, so I hope it turned out alright. Please enjoy. Oh and thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far. I would say thanks to each of you personally but I am very tired and ill tonight and I figure you would much rather have the story. Night.

Chapter 7:

Mia felt the taxi beginning to slow down as it started to pull into her driveway. Reluctantly, she opened her eyes and gently pulled loose from Rowen's embrace. "Rowen?" she called softly to the snoring archer.

Rowen moaned lightly as he blinked open blue eyes. "Yeah?" he said, his voice heavy with sleep.

"We're here. Come on. Let's get you inside."

Rowen nodded slightly, watching as Mia opened the car door and went around back to the already opened trunk. The cabbie must have opened it for her from inside the car. Glancing up, he met the man's gaze. "Thank you," Rowen said softly, his voice still slightly hoarse.

The man nodded. "You going to be all right, kid? You're looking kind of pale."

Rowen nodded his head. "I'll be just fine."

The man nodded, apparently satisfied with Rowen's answer.

Mia, meanwhile, was unaware of the intense look the cabbie was giving Rowen as she was busy pulling out the borrowed wheelchair and setting it up. Pushing it over to Rowen's door, she opened it causing the bright-eyed teen to eye it with a small amount of discomfort.

"Mia, do I really have to?" he whined.

Mia nodded. "Come on Rowen. I'll help you."

Rowen sighed and resigned himself to his fate as Mia reached in to pull Rowen out. Rowen helped her as much as he could, but still made it look like he was weak. Finally after some struggling, Mia had Rowen safely situated in the chair. Handing the cab driver the required fare, Mia began to push Rowen up the walkway to her home. Reaching the doorway, she fumbled for her keys, eventually finding the correct one. Inserting it, she twisted the knob and pushed the door open with her hip, pulling Rowen into the familiar entryway. Shutting the door, she smiled down at Rowen. "Come on. Let's see if you've got your sea legs back, yet."

Rowen glared up at her as he stood easily from the chair. "I could have walked in here, you know."

Mia grinned. "I know, but what fun would that have been? Besides, I didn't want that cab driver looking at us anymore oddly than he already was. He was becoming a bit too curious for my liking."

Rowen nodded and headed up the stairs, Mia close behind him. She was pretty sure that Rowen could manage on his own but just in case, she wrapped one of her arms about his waist until they reached his bedroom door. She wasn't taking any chances of him falling and ending up right back in the hospital. Maneuvering the tired archer to his bed, she gently tucked him in under the warm covers.

"Go to sleep Rowen. You need it."

"Yeah and so do you."

"I'll get some sleep after I fix you something to eat. Soup or maybe a grilled cheese sandwich?"

"Soup's fine. But Mia?"

"Yes, Rowen?"

Rowen looked away slightly before asking in a hushed voice. "Stay with me tonight?"

Mia blinked. "Rowen . . . I-"

"Please Mia. I need to hold someone right now . . ." Rowen looked down at his pale blue sheets, a gift from Sage, and closed his eyes. "I'll understand if you don't want too, though . . ."

Mia sighed before nodding slowly. "All right, Rowen. Let me get your soup though."

Rowen smiled happily as he leaned back against his blue pillows. "Thank you Mia."

"You're welcome." Mia said quietly as she headed downstairs, her mind in turmoil. Opening a can of soup, she poured its contents into a bowl and stuck it in the microwave. Three minutes later, she heard it ding signaling that the soup was ready. Going over to the appliance, she pulled out the hot bowl and sat it on the counter while she got a spoon out of the utensil drawer. A few moments later she was ready, and was heading back up the stairs to Rowen's room. Pushing open his door with her foot, she set her tray down on the nearby stand, before helping Rowen to sit up and eat his soup slowly, making sure he ate every bite. Finishing the bowl, she sat it aside, smiling shyly as she slid onto the mattress with the blue-haired man.

Rowen automatically wrapped her in his arms, holding her close and breathing in the scent of her strawberry shampoo. Sighing, he said lightly, "I needed this."

Mia turned gently in his arms, wary of his still bandaged wrists. "Me too, Rowen. Me too."

Rowen nuzzled her cheek softly and gently nipped her shoulder with his teeth.

Mia arched up into the touch. "Rowen . . . what . . . oh . . . that feels good."

"Mmmm."

Mia blinked as she felt Rowen's hand trail down her side. "Rowen, we . . . oh . . . shouldn't be doing this."

Rowen sat up gingerly and gazed down at her flushed figure in a slight haze. Putting his fingers on her lips, he said quietly, "shhhh. Let me do this. We both need this. I need to feel whole, loved. Mia . . . please . . . Save me from myself."

Mia closed her eyes briefly as if fighting a battle only she could see, and when she finally opened them a few moments later, she nodded. "Yes. I want to do this. I think I need this just as much as you do."

Rowen touched his forehead to hers in understanding. "Thank you, my friend." Before Mia could respond, he was cradling her gently against his chest and unbuttoning her cream-colored top. Pushing it off her shoulders, Rowen gaped in surprise when he realized she didn't have a bra on. "Mia?"

"What?"

"Were you hoping to get laid?" he asked curiously.

"WHAT?!"

He smirked. "You're not wearing a bra . . ."

Mia blushed scarlet. "I took it off when I went to get your soup. I can't stand to sleep in those things."

Rowen laughed slightly and dipped his head to take a nipple into his mouth, rolling her on top of him, so he wouldn't have to put any weight on his wrists. Suckling her gently, he gasped when he felt her hands tugging at his shirt. Pausing slightly in his actions, he allowed her to raise his arms upwards and ever so carefully pull the dark material over his head and wrists. He winced slightly as it caught on the bandages surrounding his right wrist.

Mia stopped when she saw the wince. "You ok?"

Rowen nodded. "Yeah. Just a slight snag. I'm fine."

Mia nodded but didn't continue. "Ro' are you sure about this? I mean your wrists . . . ?"

Rowen shook his head. "This is what I want. Please Mia. Don't back out now."

"I won't Rowen. I just don't want to hurt you."

"You won't."

"All right. If you say so." She gently began to untangle Rowen's shirt from the sticky tape that it had caught on. Dropping it on the floor next to her own shirt, she began to ease Rowen's sweat pants down over slender hips. Once he was completely naked, she paused in her ministrations so she could step out of her own cream-colored slacks. She didn't want Rowen doing anything that would hurt his wrists more. Gently she glided back up on top of him, wearing nothing but her birthday suit, her long auburn hair falling around them in a curtain. It had been growing steadily ever since the day the four Ronins had become entombed, and was now down past her waist.

Rowen reached up and ran his fingers through her hair. "So soft. Ryo's lucky to have you."

"Hmmm, as Sage is lucky to have you."

"Don't start Mia. We're only friends."

Mia didn't say anything but she knew better. Sage was anything but a friend. He was more of a love, a love the archer had yet to admit. But she believed it would happen. It had too or Rowen would be totally lost. She may be his saving grace for now, but his ultimate savior would be the blond. She was certain of it.

Leaning downwards, she claimed his lips with her own in a passionate kiss. Rowen arched up under her and Mia smiled knowingly down at him. "Patience fly-boy."

Rowen pouted but soon closed his eyes as a silent scream ripped through his body. He had felt her lithe form move downwards but had never expected her to swallow him. However, that was exactly what she had done. He could feel the warm, moist cavern engulfing him, and a soft pliable tongue encircling his tip. He groaned. "Mia . . . oh God. That feels so good!"

A shudder began to work its way across his body as Mia sped up the tempo. Her hands now fondling his balls even as her mouth continued to suck on him. It was too much. All the tension he had been feeling, the loneliness, the desperation, it all coiled inside the pit of his stomach. He felt as taut as a strung bowstring and then it all released in one fell swoop.

Mia knew she was driving Rowen to distraction with her mouth and she knew he was coming close to finishing. She could sense it in his tautness and in the way his balls were pulled up against the base of his penis, but nothing prepared her for the force of his release. Sitting up, she carefully wiped away some of the white sticky substance that she had been unable to swallow. Grinning down at the younger man, she brushed his sweat soaked bangs out of his face before kissing him faintly on the lips, letting him taste himself on her lips.

Rowen moaned into the gentle kiss, his body lethargic. But there was something he had to do before he could sleep. Opening his midnight blue eyes which were smoky with desire, he reached down between their entwined bodies and gently began to finger the writhing girl above him. He was surprised by how wet she already was and almost instantly he felt himself hardening once more.

Mia grinned down at him and pushed herself upwards, so as to not hurt his wrist, but after a few minutes, she felt her limbs starting to turn to jelly. Gently she rolled off of Rowen's flat stomach and out of his searching reach. Panting she shook her forefinger at Rowen in warning. "Now now, my starlight lover, we don't want to make those wrists of yours start to bleed again now do we?"

Rowen blinked hazily at her as he regarded his bandaged wrists in confusion. Memory of earlier that morning washed over him and Rowen shuddered. "No, that's something I could live without."

Mia smiled gently as she moved back on top of him. Reaching into his dresser drawer, Mia pulled out a small squarish package which she hastily opened. Checking to make sure it was all right, she grinned at Rowen's comically bewildered expression."What? You didn't think I knew where you kept those?"

Rowen shook his head at her. "No. I mean how?"

She smirked devilishly. "Rowen, hon. I wash your clothes. I put them away. I put them away in that drawer. How could I have missed them? And I know they are good because you always get several new packages every year when it is around time for the Temple to let us back in. And since that time has recently passed . . ." She never finished her sentence, letting Rowen come to his own conclusions.

Rowen blushed before kissing her on the nose. "You know me too well."

"Yeah, I know, but that's what makes things interesting." Kissing him one more time, she began to stroke his flagging penis back to a full erection, before carefully sliding the well lubricated condom down over his throbbing member. "Rowen, this may hurt me a little bit but I don't want you to worry. This is what I want. I want you buried inside of me. All right?"

Rowen nodded, his thoughts scattering as she ran her hands down his sides once more. Slowly, he felt her hand pump him up and down before an altogether different feeling surrounded him. He gasped out at the exquisite feeling of being surrounded by Mia's warm sheath. She had guided his penis to her opening before slowly sinking down upon him. All in the space of a few heartbeats, short enough that Rowen had almost not even realized what had happened until he felt her begin to rock gently above him. His blue eyes shot wide as intense pleasure wafted over him. "Oh Gods, Mia!! What are you doing to me?!" he cried out.

Mia smirked down at him, whispering gently in his ear, "making love to you. Why? Would you like me to stop?" she asked innocently, already knowing the answer.

Rowen gasped again as he felt Mia move seductively on top of him. "Gods No!! Don't Stop!"

"I didn't think so." She began to rock harder against Rowen, arching her back to give him better access to her rosy colored nipples.

Rowen didn't disappoint her as he began to pay lavish attention to the delectable treats offered him. First he paid homage to the left one before moving on to the other lonely nipple, his tongue easily bathing the two in moisture. He continued to suckle the two sweets until they were both nice and taut against his chest.

Mia grinned down at him but before she could say anything, she felt a terrible shudder run through her body. Gasping in surprise, she gripped Rowen's shoulders tightly, digging her pale pink nails into his back. Her body arched upwards and she felt her muscles clenching and unclenching tightly around Rowen's shaft, which seemed to have engorged itself in its time in her warm channel.

Rowen felt Mia's muscles beginning to spasm and with an unearthly groan, he lifted his hips one more time to meet her almost desperate plunge. With simultaneous cries the two lovers emptied themselves of their need. Mia collapsed bonelessly on top of Rowen, still wary of his bandaged wrists.

Rowen smiled lovingly at the exhausted girl on his chest. "Sleep well, princess. I'll still be here when you wake."

Mia mumbled something incoherent as she snuggled closer to Rowen's warmth.

Rowen's eyes drifted closed of their own accord as he slid into a much needed healing sleep. His mind was now healed thanks to Mia's loving and caring touch. Now his body just had to finish healing itself. It would take time, but Rowen knew he could do it. After all, he had his family yet to save.

TBC . . .