Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Love's On the Horizon ❯ Chapter 4, Now With Sex ( Chapter 4 )

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

"No, I want to," Fiona said.

He could only stare at her naked form. She was beautiful, perfect in every way.

"Fiona,” he began somewhat nervously, “am I…your first?"

A light blush tinted her cheeks. "Sort of...” she mumbled.

"I promise I'll be gentle," Blast said, with a reassuring smile.

His expression went to mild shock when Fiona hurriedly unzipped his pants to reveal his very erect membrane. Her eyes widened as she took in his size. "Wow, Blast..." Surely it wouldn't all fit inside her.

He chuckled, trying not to reveal just how proud he was of that feature, and rubbed the back of his neck. "Um, thanks, Fiona."

      She smiled at him. Blast skimmed his gaze down her body again, and noticed something that only increased his arousal. "Fiona, can I touch you?"

"I...I'm not sure...what you mean…”

He pointed down at her opening, his smile wry. “You're getting wet; that means you're horny. Can I touch you there?"

      She nodded then shook her head, blushing and feeling slightly embarrassed. “Um…I'm not sure…” She jumped a little when she felt his hand cupped her entrance. “Oh!”

"You're really not sure?" he teased, gently pinching her taut clit.

It felt so good. How could she refuse that? "I want it, Blast," she cooed. He took his fingers and pushed them into her, making Fiona moan again. Her knees turned to jelly and she had to grip his shoulders for support.

He took his free hand to massage her left breast. He pinched the nipple with his knuckles, rubbing the pad of his thumb over it until it was as hard as his member. He lowered his head to suckle it softly, lapping his tongue against the curve of her breast.

His other hand still pinching and rubbing her center, he carefully guided her to the bed and laid her down. Her scent wrapped around him, filling his senses, fogging his mind. Slowly, he slid his tongue down and down to slide it inside of her along with his fingers.

      She moaned as he began licking her clit, thrusting his fingers in and out of her entrance. Fiona was getting wetter by the second, and her breaths were coming out in short, gasping pants. "Oh, Blast...Don't stop!"

He took his finger out, to her disappointment. But the next second he had his mouth completely over her entrance and his tongue in his finger's place, lashing at her walls. She had a strange feeling, like something inside her was going to explode. A pressure deep within her kept building and building. She'd never felt anything like it. "Blast...I feel…Oh!"

He knew she was getting close to peak, even if she didn't, so he began licking as deep and fast as he could. She cried out in ecstacy as she experienced her first blissful orgasm. As she came, Blast lapped up her juices, unwilling to miss a single drop.

He slid back up her body to kiss her cheek. "You ready to go the rest of the way?" he murmured. She nodded, but he could see nerves dancing in her deep eyes. "I'll be gentle, Fiona, I promise."

"O-Okay, Blast. I trust you. I know you wouldn't purposely hurt me."

Blast kissed her to ease her tension, and slowly stuck his throbbing membrane inside her. She cried out as a stabbing sensation seared her and he stilled, caressing her thighs until the pain passed.

As he made his way all the way in, and tears welled up in her eyes. Part of him wanted to stop right there and pretend this never happened. He truly didn't want to hurt her. He started to pull out, but Fiona shook her head and twined her arms around him to keep him from leaving.

"P-Please, Blast, I can take it. I want this."

He nodded and kissed her again until that was all she felt before making his way through her final barrier barrier. “Fiona…” He didn't know if she liked this or not, didn't know if she was in any pain.

Slowly what little pain she felt subsided and she began rocking her hips. Blast groaned at the achingly slow movement. But he let her take control as he watched her. When her eyes glazed with pleasure, he began to move as well, thrusting in and out of her almost shyly.

Gradually the pace increased as instinct took them both over. They began moving back and forth in unison, faster and faster.

He pinched her nipples, lowering his head to nibble and lick her soft breasts. At this extra touch, Fiona moaned loudly, bucking her hips even faster. It was just too much and the pressure inside her threatened to tear her to shreds. But, oh, she never wanted this to stop. It felt so very good. When his teeth clamped down on her nipple, she reared back on a short scream. That bite of pain set the pressure inside her much too close to bursting.

And Blast knew it. He, too, felt pressure within himself and was incredibly close to letting go. As he pumped inside of her, his member seemed only to grow and tighten. He shouted her name, needing to release some of that pressure. He had to hold on until Fiona let go.

“Ooooh!” Unable to keep the pressure at bay, Fiona found his hands and linked their fingers.

As her inner walls clenched around him, she screamed his name. Her juices spilled over him and he could no longer hold back. He thrust deep inside her once more and released, gripping her hands.

Slowly, panting, he lowered himself to her, pressing his cheek against hers. “Fiona,” he breathed.