Shining 15

 He smiled when she came to him, and held out his arms. Elly sank into his embrace like she'd yearned to do for awhile, letting go of the stress and uncertainty of life. Here was love, unquestionable now and unwavering, and a warm, strong safety that reassured her.

"Giving in so easily?" He sounded surprised but pleased.

"Why would I fight?" She nuzzled his neck. "I've already given you everything but this."

"All right, then," he murmured. "Give me all of you, and I'll do the same." He moved in close and she moaned eagerly at the touch of his chapped lips on hers. This time the kiss wasn't fleeting, and he hummed with satisfaction when she opened her mouth, allowing his tongue to slip inside. They kissed, unhurried, with their hands wandering over each other's bodies until he grew impatient.

Her chest heaved as she lay back and watched him pull his shirt over his head. The sight was nothing new - she'd seen him nude to the waist before -- but he was closer, and she was free to reach out and touch the hair puff in the middle, to run her fingers down the trail that led down his belly. He let loose a large exhalation of air and she giggled.

"What." He gave her such a look that her laughter grew louder.

"Now that I know, I wonder how I missed it. You make a <i>lot</i> of horse sounds!"

He grunted and poked the front of her outfit. "That doesn't change the fact that you're still dressed."

"Help me, then."

The help involved a lot of kissing and he grew distracted several times, but at last they had managed to strip each other naked.



Aizawa's thighs trembled when she touched his lower belly, running her fingers through the hair down until she touched the tip of his erection. He tried to busy himself with kissing her and fondling her breasts, but her gentle rubbing soon made him come undone.

"I've never lain with a woman before," he admitted grudgingly, panting roughly.

"I know. You're a loner, and you're not the type to frequent brothels." She placed her other hand on his cheek and smiled. "There's nothing wrong with that. We'll go slow."

"It's not that. It's... I want this to be good for you." He placed his forehead on hers so he could gaze into her eyes. "I hurt you once by casting you out. I swear I'll <i>never</i> hurt you again, and I want to give you the best I can." Tears bud in the corners of her eyes and he kissed them away.

"You will," she sighed. "You just need to relieve some of this tension." She gripped him more firmly and he started to sweat.

"Please," he gasped raggedly, "if you do that it'll be over."

"For now, but not later." Her hand stroked him lovingly, testing different speeds and strength to see what he liked. "It's okay. Let go once, and you'll last when your body is ready again."

His body stiffened and he buried his head in her neck. "I - I want - I'm going to..!"

"Do it, love," she crooned, and he did. His toes curled and his back arched as he shot several bursts out in rapid succession. She cleaned the mess on him and what had hit her belly with a soft cloth that had been on the nightstand.

"Now what?" He panted, out of breath and feeling more than just a little urge to cuddle close to her and never let go. "What can I do for you, my light?"

Elly took his hand and kissed the palm. "Anything you want. You can use your hands, your mouth... oh!" She cried out when he bit her gently on the neck. "Oh, that's good. I like that."

He smiled and followed his curiosity, licking and stroking from her neck down until he reached her lower belly. "You're so different from me," he said quietly as he peered between her legs.

She took a deep, gasping breath, trying to calm down enough to answer any questions he might have. "Y - yes, but -"

Aizawa looked up with a sly grin. "You're breathing hard. Did I do that to you?"

"Yes."

"How can I do even <i>better</i>? There's a lot of petals here, and I'm not sure which to touch."

She swallowed, gulping audibly past the lump that formed in her throat when he looked at her that way. "Th - the top, it's where you'll find a little lump hidden under the folds of skin..."

He stroked lightly, nodding when the skin slipped apart to reveal the button of flesh. "I see it, love. It's not very big," he said dubiously. "Is this all there is to making you feel good?" A slight tickle of his fingertip caused her to jump and he paused, a smug smirk replacing his uncertain expression.

Elly twisted her hands in the sheets as he swirled his fingers, teasing her and stopping before she could finish several times. He lost himself in giving her pleasure, so excited that before he knew it his body had caught up with hers.

"I'm hard for you," he whispered in her ear. "Do you want me now?"

"Always!" She gripped his shoulders, wrapping her legs around his waist. "Make us one, now and forever!"

Choked with emotion, he tried to thrust into her heat but missed. Swearing faintly, he tried a second time using his hand to guide him. "There?"

"There," she agreed. "Oh... oh yes. There."

Aizawa's body gave a wrenching, shivering jerk. "You're so hot!" He cried out, immediately delirious with passion and unable to hold back. She'd known this, however, and since she had insisted he come once already, he didn't finish too fast. His movements, however, were quick and sloppy, his hips pistoning wildly as he gave vent to a series of loud, guttural moans. He was completely overwhelmed and lost in his own pleasure for awhile, but as he kept on her own began to creep in and mingle with his. He heard sighs and whispers of his name mixed with loud cries when he hit a certain spot. Determined to give her everything he could, he began to reach for that one area deep inside her, angled almost directly at twelve o'clock from where his member entered. He had to drop back on one knee and pull her leg higher, but it was possible to strike it with every single thrust.

Elly started screaming in rapture, and he growled deep in his throat, digging into his reserves for more willpower to stave off his impending orgasm. The weight was crushing him and he knew he didn't have long, but thankfully he didn't need a lot of time. Several more angled strikes and she was writhing underneath him, her hair messed in all directions on the pillow and her face contorted with ecstacy. He squeezed his eyes tight as he teetered on the brink, and then she whimpered and bucked her own hips several times, rapidly, as she came.

"Oh, oh my gods, Aizawa, my love!" Her cries grew feverish and he cried out, thrusting faster.

"My <i>wife</i>!"

"My husband," she whispered with a soft smile.