[log] Prometheus/Change'e
who; Change'e and Prometheus
what; ...shameless smut and fluff
where; Change'e's room
when; yesterday (01-17-06)
rating; NC-17; these two virgins ain't no virgins no more
warning; smutty smut with fluff near the end
Change'e: She was moving about her room, not knowing where her roommate had gone off to. Somewhere, maybe. Who knew. She didn't but at that moment it really had no matter on her mind about that. Instead she was only really thinking about why she was feeling so...odd. She had never felt like this in her life at least, not like right now.
And she had never asked a man over because of the way she was feeling. But it just felt not at all as weird as it usually would. No, Change'e was actually feeling not as shy as she usually was.
So moving around the room again, in just a overly large t-shirt and her underwear, she straightened up something and turned off her computer before sitting down on the bed and looking towards the door and then the wall. How long it would take Theus to make it over she didn't know. SHe just...wanted to see him. So, so badly.
Prometheus: He had never gotten dressed more quickly in his entire life. He grabbed the first shirt he saw out of the first drawer he opened and it just happened to be a wife beater. Eschewing underwear, he opted for board shorts and figured the heat he was feeling would keep him warm enough.
Grabbing his keys and wallet, he flew out the door. Now, where did she live again? Acting on instinct, he ran down the hall of his dorm and out the door. By the time he arrived in front of her door, he was hotter than ever, a bit sweaty, and just a touch out of breath.
Running his fingers through his hair, he held a hand up to the door to knock. A scant centimeter away, his hand stopped. Maybe he was misconstruing the tone of her post. Maybe he was going to walk into her room, hot and sticky and feeling eager and willing for things he had no right to all because he read her words wrong.
But he wanted to see her so badly. Just one smile from her lips was enough to make anything worthwhile. So he knocked. And waited with bated breath for her to open the door, hoping fervently that she was as happy to see him as he was to see her.
Change'e: She rose her gaze to the door at the knock wondering briefly for a moment if that was him. Hadn't she told him to come right in? Yes, she had, but maybe he was having a second thought on her words. She really had no reason to blame him for that...she was unsure of what she even meant herself. The words just were typed out because she just was wanting him nearby.
Pushing herself from the bed Change'e padded to the door and opened her, her breath catching in the back of her throat for one brief second before it escaped and a happy sigh. Her lip curved into a smile, her eyes aglow with joy just to see him and she reached out to pull him in, hand on his wrist as she lead him inside and kicked the door shut.
"I'm so glad that you're here," she whispered beneath her breath, her tone no longer holding the girlish shyness it always had.
Prometheus: His heart just quit beating right there in his chest. She was wearing a shirt. And not much else, by the look of things. Theus Jr. sprang to attention at the curves that were hinted at underneath the trapping of smooth cotton. Without even thinking of what he was doing, he lunged forward and grabbed her face with both hands, his lips descending to hers with one purpose in mind: plundering.
He crushed his lips to hers his hands sliding down to her hips, pulling her in tightly to his body, unconsciously pressing his erection against her. One hand slid down to her ass, the other up to the nape of her neck, curling into her silky black hair. His mouth opened to hers and he slid his tongue into her mouth, deepening the hot kiss exponentially.
Change'e: A gasp slipped from her at the feel of him pressed against her. But as much as her mind was telling her to be embarrased something else in her told her not to, that urge growing over the other and she just moaned into the kiss. Her eyes closed tight her arms rose to wrap around his neck, one hand slipping into his hair and the other to his neck as she pulled him closer, tugged herself closer to him.
She had no clue just why she was feeling this way, so hot and needy and wanting of someone. Of someone like him. But the reason behind it didn't matter so much as that she was being given a way for that yearning to disappear with him being there. Kissing her like that. And she kissed him back, her tongue moving to meet his.
God she was wanting him so bad right at that moment.
Prometheus: He moaned low in his throat, the feel of her body against his inciting a riot in his pants. If it were possible, he was even harder, feeling her breasts through the thin layers of cotton pressed against his. He wanted so badly to feel her hot flesh against his, the one glorious nipple he'd seen in that picture the only thing in his mind's eye at that moment. Bringing his hands down to the hem of her shirt, he tugged it up over her head, breaking the kiss for the scant amount of time needed to remove his shirt as well.
All at once, his mouth found hers again, eager to resume its' sensual attack on hers. Chest to chest, flesh to flesh, he kissed her again, his body becoming even more aroused by the feel of her perfectly symmetrical breasts. Even in the throes of passion, his mind couldn't help but think Geometry.
Change'e: The cool of the air on her skin made a shiver rush through her body and she tried to move closer to him, not knowing if that was even possible. But she didn't care. Not at all.
Trailing her hands from his hair and neck she let her finger tips brushed over his bareskin, over his arms and muscles, down along his sides before falling to his shorts and without giving it a second thought she swiftly pushed them down. He could shake out of them himself if he wanted, get them off to his own accord.
Her mind was too busy letting the feel of skin on skin, flesh again flesh dominate her thoughts; mouth pressing harder against his she could only murmur something about the bed beneath her breath and between kisses.
Prometheus: His breath caught in his throat at the feel of her hands on his hips, nerve endings standing on end, as her hands pushed down his shorts. He kicked them off in some direction, he hardly cared where, and lifted her up to wrap her legs around his waist. Theus cupped her ass with his hands and released her mouth to trail his lips down her chin to the base of her throat.
He licked at the pulse beating erratically there as he stumbled his way across the room and unceremoniously dropped her on the bed. He nearly giggled at the retarded move. He slid down onto the bed with her, easing her down with the weight of his body, and resumed exploring her neck with his tongue.
Change'e: Tiny little moans and whimpers were slipping up the back of her throat, her hands on his shoulders and fingers digging against the skin. Her legs rose slowly, brushing over his and her thigh to his waist as she rose her body against his. As much as she was enjoying this sweet, slow way of moving she wanted it slightly rushed all the same.
His breath against her neck made tiny little goosebumps rise over parts of her body, his tongue adding shivers and tiny trembles along her spine. Tilting her head to the side Change'e granted him more access to her neck, allowing him to explore it as much as he wanted.
Prometheus: He growled. He actually growled. His body didn't know how much hot it could handle. Her hands and her mouth and her hair and every part of her body set his off in a whole new round of arousal.
He felt a wave of need roll over the campus, and his own body responded in kind. He slipped his fingers into the sides of her panties and slid them down her legs. Fingers trailing back up her legs, they landed at the junction of her thighs, moist heat emanating from her. He tentatively slid one finger between her folds, unsure if he was doing it right. Kissing her breasts, he suckled on her nipple while sliding his finger along her hot flesh.
Change'e: Her hips rose to his touch to their own accord, her eyes wrenched shut as she just allowed him to do what he wanted to her right then and there. It felt new, different from whenever she touched herself, but it felt better; so much better and she moved against his finger as soft whimpers slipped from her lips. If he was doing it wrong then she had no clue what right could feel like. It felt right to her...
Fingers twitched against his shoulders, her hands slipping down along his back and her nails digging gently against his skin while drawing little lines against his flesh. "Theus," she whispered softly, willing her eyes open for a moment to looked down at him just as a tiny 'mmm' slipped from her, muffled as her tongue was bit between her teeth.
He was making her feel things she had never thought she could. It felt great.
Prometheus: Lifting his head from her perfect breast, he looked up at her flushed face. "Yes, sweetpea?" he breathed. His fingers slid over her clitoris, gently scissoring it between them. He could feel his groin tightening with each passing second. His heart beat in his chest like a freight train. Sooner or later, he knew he'd have to do something more intimiate. He needed her. He knew it deep down. He had from the moment he'd laid eyes on her in that coffee shop. The very second their eyes met he knew she'd hold his heart.
As she held his heart, she also held his very manhood figuratively, if not literally. Unsure of what she wanted to say, he waited for her to speak again.
Change'e: "I..." She was breathless, her body shifting and writhing beneath him. Her breath was coming out heavier and faster than usual, her body trembling at everything that was running through her at that moment and she was staring at him with the most honest and hopeful look she could muster up on her face at that very moment.
"Oh..." She sighed, licking her lips and drew his head back up, kissing him sweetly, deeply on the lips. "I... I really, really want you right now." Honest and in the sweetest tone ever, though that sweet little tone was guilded with yearning and want.
Prometheus: Theus looked down are her sweet face and knew he could never deny her anything she asked. He drew himself up and over her, settling between her legs more fully. He pulled her leg around his waist and began to ease himself into her before common sense set in.
"Oh Jesus' dad. I need a condom. Shit, I really hope I have one!" He scampered down off the bed to look around for his shorts. He found them hanging precariously from her desk lamp. Reaching into the pocket, he pulled out his wallet. Tucked into the little zipper pocket was the condom Bacchaus had given him last week in shop. Whispering a quick prayer to Jesus' dad, he grabbed the wonderful little foil packet and damn near flew back to the bed and the most beautiful girl he'd ever met.
He tore it open and rolled it down on himself in what he hoped was the right way and once again lowered himself to her. He pulled her leg back up to his waist and set himself at her opening. Leaning down her took her mouth in a blazing kiss and cupped her breast, tweaking the nipple as he eased into her, so slowly he thought for sure time was standing still. He had no idea what he was doing, he just knew he had to go slow and that nothing else in his life had ever felt so right as being with this woman.
Change'e: She whimpered loudly as he eased down into her; her body tensed from the feeling. He was big and it hurt and there were tears prickling in her eyes from a course of pain that hit her hard. It hurt and she felt like crying but not because it was a bad pain but because it was a good sort of pain. Yet she blinked backed the tears and just let a lump form in her throat while kissing him back.
Hips lifting to him Change'e dug her against his back, ignoring the tiny tear that slipped from the corner of her eye and down to the pillow beneath her head. She didn't want him to see it because if he did what if he stopped doing what he was doing? She didn't want that. She would much rather ignore it and pray silently he would not give it notice.
Prometheus: Theus felt her body tense against his, around him inside her, and he nearly stopped, knowing he was hurting her. It wasn't like he was small. He knew it had to feel like he was tearing her apart. He slid a hand down between them and rubbed her clitoris, lowering his head from her lips to her breast, taking a nipple in his mouth.
As he bathed her nipple with his tongue, he lazily rubbed her clit and slipped inch by achingly slow inch inside of her. He hoped he was making her feel more pleasure than pain. He felt in that moment that he was falling for her, falling faster than a star from heaven. All he cared about was her pleasure, even though it took everything he had in him to hold himself back from taking her wildly.
Muscles straining in his buttocks, a small bead of sweat on his brow, he brought his face back up to kiss her lovingly, his tongue mating desperately with hers. "Tell me what you want, sweetpea, I need you to tell me when it's ok to move. I don't want to hurt you too bad," he whispered in her ear, his nose nuzzling her neck as he trailed kisses down her jawline.
Change'e: "Mmm..." Her hands trailed away from him, down along his arms and to the bedsheets. Fingers twitched in anticipation over the light pink bedspread, the cotton material gripped between her fingers as she took hold of it. It only hurt for another moment and then it faded to a dull ache; his tirade of trying to make her feel more pleasure than pain was winning over, thankfully for the Chinese woman beneath him.
Her body writhed at his touch and she relaxed slowly, head tilted back against the pillow, breath coming out in slow and shallow exhales. She knew it would hurt, she did, and she was just glad that it was turned to a ache instead of a pain; much better. And a soft whimper came from her, fingers gripping the spread tighter than looser.
The feel of him inside of her, filling her like that, made her sigh and then with a tiny voice she told him, "I...okay." It was the only way beside her shifting hips to tell him it was alright for him to move.
Prometheus: His body shook with the effort of keeping it slow and steady, and he gently pulled back out of her. Pulling her into his arms, he slid back in, beginning a achingly arduous pace of in and out. Theus lowered his mouth to hers again, kissing her deeply, tenderly, lovingly, as his body moved with hers, her tightness enveloping his hardness fully. He felt her urge him on to thrust more quickly, her hips melding wiht his. He couldn't hold back any longer, and he filled her completely, the entire length of him buried deeply inside of her. Groaning, he fisted his hands in her hair, pumping long and deep, kissing her with all that he had.
Change'e: Wrapping her legs around his waist she let the bedspread go and raised her hands to thread her fingers in his hair, fingers clenching loosely. When he kissed her she kissed back in the same way, tiny gasps and whimpers and groans muffling against his mouth as she pulled him closer. Each thrust caused a long shiver to travel down and back up her body, her toes curling and her body rocked against his as she allowed for him to set the pace.
That dull little ache was fading quick, being replaced by something else. It made her murmur his name gently as she breathed, biting softly on his lower lip and nibbled it gently--having read somewhere that it was a good thing to do.
Prometheus: Her tongue tangling with his, her teeth biting him, everything she did was nearly too much. He didn't want to finish too quickly, he wanted her to feel his adoration of her. But everytime she rocked her hips against his, it was damn near enough to make him go wild. He slid a hand back between them and rubbed her where he knew she liked it, all the while thrusting faster.
"Change'e, you feel so good. I want you to feel good too. Let me make you come. Just let it go." He kissed her again, using his free hand to tangle in her hair. His mouth opened against hers, his tongue again sliding along hers, his teeth nipping her lower lip. Her smell was intoxicating, and their bodies moving together was so arousing.
Change'e: "Theeeus," she whispered, his name heavy past her lips. Too much. He was too much for her body to handle; all of his touching and his soft words, the feel of him moving in her... It was all too much for her to take and she felt like she was on fire. Her toes were starting to curl again, her hips rocking up against his over and over. Her breath was catching in the back of her throat when she broke the kiss to bury her face to his neck.
Her hands moved from his hair and over his neck, down his shoulders and along his chest. Dull dails dug along his skin, leaving little marks over the trail from chest to back. He was making her go completely blank, her mind numb on thought and just pleasure.
"Oh, me, Theus..." No sentences were capable of being made by her as she bit down on her tongue as her body tensed, muscles spasming as she felt her orgasm run due course through her body in heavy waves leaving her with a lightheaded feeling.
Prometheus: Her body clenching against his was enough to drive him over the edge. He hugged her tightly too him, his hand still moving over her, helping her finish. He thrust a few more times into her, before orgasming himself, his hips involuntarily spasming at that point. "Oh shit, Change'e, oh Jesus' dad..." he groaned, pulling her closer than he thought possible to him."Thank you, thank you, thank you," he murmured in her hair.
Change'e: Change'e hugged him close as soon as his own orgasm had rocked his body and he was relaxing from it. Her fingers were pressed gently into his back, holding him close and tight and up against her. She could smell him, the sweat on his body mingling with her own and she nuzzled her face against his neck.
Her legs untangled from him waist and fell to the bed with a soft bounce and thump to the bedspread; her lips brushed up and over his pulse, kissing it gently as she whispered softly to him. "Oh, oh Theus." She was so happy. "Thank you... That... You made me..." She couldn't even explain it well enough.
It had been the best thing to happen to her since meeting him.
Holding him closer she smiled gently, thumb and index finger rubbing the back of his neck in small circles.
Prometheus: He snuggled into her, his face breathing in the sweet scent of her hair. Her lips on his throat was oddly comforting. "I can't imagine having shared this with anyone but you. Ever since we met, all I've thought of is all the firsts we could share. First kiss, first movie, first walk in the rain. I never thought this first would come up so fast. But I'm glad it did. And I'm so happy it was with you."
He ran his fingers through her hair, kissing the top of her head. Falling to her side, he wrapped his arms around her, and nuzzled her. "I know it's kind of warm, but I hope you don't mind me just wanting to hold you. I've never done this before, and I just want to enjoy being here with you."
Change'e: She curled against him as much as she could, hugging him tightly up to her sweat slick body and sighed softly. She didn't mind him wanting to hold her at all; she rather liked it that he wanted to hold her and a small smile tugged at he lips. "Mmm.." It was the only noise she could make while pressing another soft kiss to his pulse before setting her head against his shoulder.
"I don't mind at all," she murmured softly, tracing more circles on the back of his neck. His arms around her just holding her felt so nice and she swallowed, closing her eyes. Her body was still warm, warmer than before, but she was content with that feeling.
And even though this had been up fast, quicker than most firsts probably, Change'e was glad it had been with him. She really could not bring her mind to see herself being with anyone else.
Prometheus: Theus was so happy he felt like he was about to explode. This girl was the best thing that had ever happened to him. He just hoped that the next time they were together, he could keep going longer.
Closing his eyes, he lay there just holding her, their bodies cooling in the dying light of the day, he felt pure happiness, bliss even. "Change'e?" he murmured. "Would you be my girlfriend? I know, this is kinda backwards. But I'd really like you to be my girlfriend."
Change'e: The feel of her heart beat slowing made Change'e breath out, even and soft and gentle, as she purred gently against his neck. He was warm even while she felt herself cooling down; a tiny shiver ran down her spine. Yet aside from the sudden chill she still felt warm and happy, content to be finding herself actually falling asleep in someone's arms.
"Mmm?" She blinked open her eyes for a brief moment before closing them against, settled against him. "I..." She was starting to feel flustered again, going back to her usual shy self but all the same the girl she had been that day. "...yes. Yes I would like to be your girlfriend."
Prometheus: He smiled broadly, tightening his hold on her, hugging her hard, yet not too hard. "That's so great! I'm so excited!"
Pulling her blanket over the both of them, he snuggled her into him to keep her warm. "I hope you don't mind, but I'd love to spend the night with you. If not here, then my place. I've got a lock on the door to my room in the dorm."
Change'e: She giggled at his excitement and blinked her eyes open to peek up at him before laying her head back further to look him in the eyes. She was happy too; he was going to be her first boyfriend and she smiled happily, her eyes twinkling with glee and shyness.
"I...I don't mind at all." Nope, not in the least did she mind if he spent the night. She had no idea what her roommate might think if she walked in and saw, but that was okay. She could deal with questions later. "I'd like it if you stayed."
And with that she kissed him sweetly on the lips.
what; ...shameless smut and fluff
where; Change'e's room
when; yesterday (01-17-06)
rating; NC-17; these two virgins ain't no virgins no more
warning; smutty smut with fluff near the end
Change'e: She was moving about her room, not knowing where her roommate had gone off to. Somewhere, maybe. Who knew. She didn't but at that moment it really had no matter on her mind about that. Instead she was only really thinking about why she was feeling so...odd. She had never felt like this in her life at least, not like right now.
And she had never asked a man over because of the way she was feeling. But it just felt not at all as weird as it usually would. No, Change'e was actually feeling not as shy as she usually was.
So moving around the room again, in just a overly large t-shirt and her underwear, she straightened up something and turned off her computer before sitting down on the bed and looking towards the door and then the wall. How long it would take Theus to make it over she didn't know. SHe just...wanted to see him. So, so badly.
Prometheus: He had never gotten dressed more quickly in his entire life. He grabbed the first shirt he saw out of the first drawer he opened and it just happened to be a wife beater. Eschewing underwear, he opted for board shorts and figured the heat he was feeling would keep him warm enough.
Grabbing his keys and wallet, he flew out the door. Now, where did she live again? Acting on instinct, he ran down the hall of his dorm and out the door. By the time he arrived in front of her door, he was hotter than ever, a bit sweaty, and just a touch out of breath.
Running his fingers through his hair, he held a hand up to the door to knock. A scant centimeter away, his hand stopped. Maybe he was misconstruing the tone of her post. Maybe he was going to walk into her room, hot and sticky and feeling eager and willing for things he had no right to all because he read her words wrong.
But he wanted to see her so badly. Just one smile from her lips was enough to make anything worthwhile. So he knocked. And waited with bated breath for her to open the door, hoping fervently that she was as happy to see him as he was to see her.
Change'e: She rose her gaze to the door at the knock wondering briefly for a moment if that was him. Hadn't she told him to come right in? Yes, she had, but maybe he was having a second thought on her words. She really had no reason to blame him for that...she was unsure of what she even meant herself. The words just were typed out because she just was wanting him nearby.
Pushing herself from the bed Change'e padded to the door and opened her, her breath catching in the back of her throat for one brief second before it escaped and a happy sigh. Her lip curved into a smile, her eyes aglow with joy just to see him and she reached out to pull him in, hand on his wrist as she lead him inside and kicked the door shut.
"I'm so glad that you're here," she whispered beneath her breath, her tone no longer holding the girlish shyness it always had.
Prometheus: His heart just quit beating right there in his chest. She was wearing a shirt. And not much else, by the look of things. Theus Jr. sprang to attention at the curves that were hinted at underneath the trapping of smooth cotton. Without even thinking of what he was doing, he lunged forward and grabbed her face with both hands, his lips descending to hers with one purpose in mind: plundering.
He crushed his lips to hers his hands sliding down to her hips, pulling her in tightly to his body, unconsciously pressing his erection against her. One hand slid down to her ass, the other up to the nape of her neck, curling into her silky black hair. His mouth opened to hers and he slid his tongue into her mouth, deepening the hot kiss exponentially.
Change'e: A gasp slipped from her at the feel of him pressed against her. But as much as her mind was telling her to be embarrased something else in her told her not to, that urge growing over the other and she just moaned into the kiss. Her eyes closed tight her arms rose to wrap around his neck, one hand slipping into his hair and the other to his neck as she pulled him closer, tugged herself closer to him.
She had no clue just why she was feeling this way, so hot and needy and wanting of someone. Of someone like him. But the reason behind it didn't matter so much as that she was being given a way for that yearning to disappear with him being there. Kissing her like that. And she kissed him back, her tongue moving to meet his.
God she was wanting him so bad right at that moment.
Prometheus: He moaned low in his throat, the feel of her body against his inciting a riot in his pants. If it were possible, he was even harder, feeling her breasts through the thin layers of cotton pressed against his. He wanted so badly to feel her hot flesh against his, the one glorious nipple he'd seen in that picture the only thing in his mind's eye at that moment. Bringing his hands down to the hem of her shirt, he tugged it up over her head, breaking the kiss for the scant amount of time needed to remove his shirt as well.
All at once, his mouth found hers again, eager to resume its' sensual attack on hers. Chest to chest, flesh to flesh, he kissed her again, his body becoming even more aroused by the feel of her perfectly symmetrical breasts. Even in the throes of passion, his mind couldn't help but think Geometry.
Change'e: The cool of the air on her skin made a shiver rush through her body and she tried to move closer to him, not knowing if that was even possible. But she didn't care. Not at all.
Trailing her hands from his hair and neck she let her finger tips brushed over his bareskin, over his arms and muscles, down along his sides before falling to his shorts and without giving it a second thought she swiftly pushed them down. He could shake out of them himself if he wanted, get them off to his own accord.
Her mind was too busy letting the feel of skin on skin, flesh again flesh dominate her thoughts; mouth pressing harder against his she could only murmur something about the bed beneath her breath and between kisses.
Prometheus: His breath caught in his throat at the feel of her hands on his hips, nerve endings standing on end, as her hands pushed down his shorts. He kicked them off in some direction, he hardly cared where, and lifted her up to wrap her legs around his waist. Theus cupped her ass with his hands and released her mouth to trail his lips down her chin to the base of her throat.
He licked at the pulse beating erratically there as he stumbled his way across the room and unceremoniously dropped her on the bed. He nearly giggled at the retarded move. He slid down onto the bed with her, easing her down with the weight of his body, and resumed exploring her neck with his tongue.
Change'e: Tiny little moans and whimpers were slipping up the back of her throat, her hands on his shoulders and fingers digging against the skin. Her legs rose slowly, brushing over his and her thigh to his waist as she rose her body against his. As much as she was enjoying this sweet, slow way of moving she wanted it slightly rushed all the same.
His breath against her neck made tiny little goosebumps rise over parts of her body, his tongue adding shivers and tiny trembles along her spine. Tilting her head to the side Change'e granted him more access to her neck, allowing him to explore it as much as he wanted.
Prometheus: He growled. He actually growled. His body didn't know how much hot it could handle. Her hands and her mouth and her hair and every part of her body set his off in a whole new round of arousal.
He felt a wave of need roll over the campus, and his own body responded in kind. He slipped his fingers into the sides of her panties and slid them down her legs. Fingers trailing back up her legs, they landed at the junction of her thighs, moist heat emanating from her. He tentatively slid one finger between her folds, unsure if he was doing it right. Kissing her breasts, he suckled on her nipple while sliding his finger along her hot flesh.
Change'e: Her hips rose to his touch to their own accord, her eyes wrenched shut as she just allowed him to do what he wanted to her right then and there. It felt new, different from whenever she touched herself, but it felt better; so much better and she moved against his finger as soft whimpers slipped from her lips. If he was doing it wrong then she had no clue what right could feel like. It felt right to her...
Fingers twitched against his shoulders, her hands slipping down along his back and her nails digging gently against his skin while drawing little lines against his flesh. "Theus," she whispered softly, willing her eyes open for a moment to looked down at him just as a tiny 'mmm' slipped from her, muffled as her tongue was bit between her teeth.
He was making her feel things she had never thought she could. It felt great.
Prometheus: Lifting his head from her perfect breast, he looked up at her flushed face. "Yes, sweetpea?" he breathed. His fingers slid over her clitoris, gently scissoring it between them. He could feel his groin tightening with each passing second. His heart beat in his chest like a freight train. Sooner or later, he knew he'd have to do something more intimiate. He needed her. He knew it deep down. He had from the moment he'd laid eyes on her in that coffee shop. The very second their eyes met he knew she'd hold his heart.
As she held his heart, she also held his very manhood figuratively, if not literally. Unsure of what she wanted to say, he waited for her to speak again.
Change'e: "I..." She was breathless, her body shifting and writhing beneath him. Her breath was coming out heavier and faster than usual, her body trembling at everything that was running through her at that moment and she was staring at him with the most honest and hopeful look she could muster up on her face at that very moment.
"Oh..." She sighed, licking her lips and drew his head back up, kissing him sweetly, deeply on the lips. "I... I really, really want you right now." Honest and in the sweetest tone ever, though that sweet little tone was guilded with yearning and want.
Prometheus: Theus looked down are her sweet face and knew he could never deny her anything she asked. He drew himself up and over her, settling between her legs more fully. He pulled her leg around his waist and began to ease himself into her before common sense set in.
"Oh Jesus' dad. I need a condom. Shit, I really hope I have one!" He scampered down off the bed to look around for his shorts. He found them hanging precariously from her desk lamp. Reaching into the pocket, he pulled out his wallet. Tucked into the little zipper pocket was the condom Bacchaus had given him last week in shop. Whispering a quick prayer to Jesus' dad, he grabbed the wonderful little foil packet and damn near flew back to the bed and the most beautiful girl he'd ever met.
He tore it open and rolled it down on himself in what he hoped was the right way and once again lowered himself to her. He pulled her leg back up to his waist and set himself at her opening. Leaning down her took her mouth in a blazing kiss and cupped her breast, tweaking the nipple as he eased into her, so slowly he thought for sure time was standing still. He had no idea what he was doing, he just knew he had to go slow and that nothing else in his life had ever felt so right as being with this woman.
Change'e: She whimpered loudly as he eased down into her; her body tensed from the feeling. He was big and it hurt and there were tears prickling in her eyes from a course of pain that hit her hard. It hurt and she felt like crying but not because it was a bad pain but because it was a good sort of pain. Yet she blinked backed the tears and just let a lump form in her throat while kissing him back.
Hips lifting to him Change'e dug her against his back, ignoring the tiny tear that slipped from the corner of her eye and down to the pillow beneath her head. She didn't want him to see it because if he did what if he stopped doing what he was doing? She didn't want that. She would much rather ignore it and pray silently he would not give it notice.
Prometheus: Theus felt her body tense against his, around him inside her, and he nearly stopped, knowing he was hurting her. It wasn't like he was small. He knew it had to feel like he was tearing her apart. He slid a hand down between them and rubbed her clitoris, lowering his head from her lips to her breast, taking a nipple in his mouth.
As he bathed her nipple with his tongue, he lazily rubbed her clit and slipped inch by achingly slow inch inside of her. He hoped he was making her feel more pleasure than pain. He felt in that moment that he was falling for her, falling faster than a star from heaven. All he cared about was her pleasure, even though it took everything he had in him to hold himself back from taking her wildly.
Muscles straining in his buttocks, a small bead of sweat on his brow, he brought his face back up to kiss her lovingly, his tongue mating desperately with hers. "Tell me what you want, sweetpea, I need you to tell me when it's ok to move. I don't want to hurt you too bad," he whispered in her ear, his nose nuzzling her neck as he trailed kisses down her jawline.
Change'e: "Mmm..." Her hands trailed away from him, down along his arms and to the bedsheets. Fingers twitched in anticipation over the light pink bedspread, the cotton material gripped between her fingers as she took hold of it. It only hurt for another moment and then it faded to a dull ache; his tirade of trying to make her feel more pleasure than pain was winning over, thankfully for the Chinese woman beneath him.
Her body writhed at his touch and she relaxed slowly, head tilted back against the pillow, breath coming out in slow and shallow exhales. She knew it would hurt, she did, and she was just glad that it was turned to a ache instead of a pain; much better. And a soft whimper came from her, fingers gripping the spread tighter than looser.
The feel of him inside of her, filling her like that, made her sigh and then with a tiny voice she told him, "I...okay." It was the only way beside her shifting hips to tell him it was alright for him to move.
Prometheus: His body shook with the effort of keeping it slow and steady, and he gently pulled back out of her. Pulling her into his arms, he slid back in, beginning a achingly arduous pace of in and out. Theus lowered his mouth to hers again, kissing her deeply, tenderly, lovingly, as his body moved with hers, her tightness enveloping his hardness fully. He felt her urge him on to thrust more quickly, her hips melding wiht his. He couldn't hold back any longer, and he filled her completely, the entire length of him buried deeply inside of her. Groaning, he fisted his hands in her hair, pumping long and deep, kissing her with all that he had.
Change'e: Wrapping her legs around his waist she let the bedspread go and raised her hands to thread her fingers in his hair, fingers clenching loosely. When he kissed her she kissed back in the same way, tiny gasps and whimpers and groans muffling against his mouth as she pulled him closer. Each thrust caused a long shiver to travel down and back up her body, her toes curling and her body rocked against his as she allowed for him to set the pace.
That dull little ache was fading quick, being replaced by something else. It made her murmur his name gently as she breathed, biting softly on his lower lip and nibbled it gently--having read somewhere that it was a good thing to do.
Prometheus: Her tongue tangling with his, her teeth biting him, everything she did was nearly too much. He didn't want to finish too quickly, he wanted her to feel his adoration of her. But everytime she rocked her hips against his, it was damn near enough to make him go wild. He slid a hand back between them and rubbed her where he knew she liked it, all the while thrusting faster.
"Change'e, you feel so good. I want you to feel good too. Let me make you come. Just let it go." He kissed her again, using his free hand to tangle in her hair. His mouth opened against hers, his tongue again sliding along hers, his teeth nipping her lower lip. Her smell was intoxicating, and their bodies moving together was so arousing.
Change'e: "Theeeus," she whispered, his name heavy past her lips. Too much. He was too much for her body to handle; all of his touching and his soft words, the feel of him moving in her... It was all too much for her to take and she felt like she was on fire. Her toes were starting to curl again, her hips rocking up against his over and over. Her breath was catching in the back of her throat when she broke the kiss to bury her face to his neck.
Her hands moved from his hair and over his neck, down his shoulders and along his chest. Dull dails dug along his skin, leaving little marks over the trail from chest to back. He was making her go completely blank, her mind numb on thought and just pleasure.
"Oh, me, Theus..." No sentences were capable of being made by her as she bit down on her tongue as her body tensed, muscles spasming as she felt her orgasm run due course through her body in heavy waves leaving her with a lightheaded feeling.
Prometheus: Her body clenching against his was enough to drive him over the edge. He hugged her tightly too him, his hand still moving over her, helping her finish. He thrust a few more times into her, before orgasming himself, his hips involuntarily spasming at that point. "Oh shit, Change'e, oh Jesus' dad..." he groaned, pulling her closer than he thought possible to him."Thank you, thank you, thank you," he murmured in her hair.
Change'e: Change'e hugged him close as soon as his own orgasm had rocked his body and he was relaxing from it. Her fingers were pressed gently into his back, holding him close and tight and up against her. She could smell him, the sweat on his body mingling with her own and she nuzzled her face against his neck.
Her legs untangled from him waist and fell to the bed with a soft bounce and thump to the bedspread; her lips brushed up and over his pulse, kissing it gently as she whispered softly to him. "Oh, oh Theus." She was so happy. "Thank you... That... You made me..." She couldn't even explain it well enough.
It had been the best thing to happen to her since meeting him.
Holding him closer she smiled gently, thumb and index finger rubbing the back of his neck in small circles.
Prometheus: He snuggled into her, his face breathing in the sweet scent of her hair. Her lips on his throat was oddly comforting. "I can't imagine having shared this with anyone but you. Ever since we met, all I've thought of is all the firsts we could share. First kiss, first movie, first walk in the rain. I never thought this first would come up so fast. But I'm glad it did. And I'm so happy it was with you."
He ran his fingers through her hair, kissing the top of her head. Falling to her side, he wrapped his arms around her, and nuzzled her. "I know it's kind of warm, but I hope you don't mind me just wanting to hold you. I've never done this before, and I just want to enjoy being here with you."
Change'e: She curled against him as much as she could, hugging him tightly up to her sweat slick body and sighed softly. She didn't mind him wanting to hold her at all; she rather liked it that he wanted to hold her and a small smile tugged at he lips. "Mmm.." It was the only noise she could make while pressing another soft kiss to his pulse before setting her head against his shoulder.
"I don't mind at all," she murmured softly, tracing more circles on the back of his neck. His arms around her just holding her felt so nice and she swallowed, closing her eyes. Her body was still warm, warmer than before, but she was content with that feeling.
And even though this had been up fast, quicker than most firsts probably, Change'e was glad it had been with him. She really could not bring her mind to see herself being with anyone else.
Prometheus: Theus was so happy he felt like he was about to explode. This girl was the best thing that had ever happened to him. He just hoped that the next time they were together, he could keep going longer.
Closing his eyes, he lay there just holding her, their bodies cooling in the dying light of the day, he felt pure happiness, bliss even. "Change'e?" he murmured. "Would you be my girlfriend? I know, this is kinda backwards. But I'd really like you to be my girlfriend."
Change'e: The feel of her heart beat slowing made Change'e breath out, even and soft and gentle, as she purred gently against his neck. He was warm even while she felt herself cooling down; a tiny shiver ran down her spine. Yet aside from the sudden chill she still felt warm and happy, content to be finding herself actually falling asleep in someone's arms.
"Mmm?" She blinked open her eyes for a brief moment before closing them against, settled against him. "I..." She was starting to feel flustered again, going back to her usual shy self but all the same the girl she had been that day. "...yes. Yes I would like to be your girlfriend."
Prometheus: He smiled broadly, tightening his hold on her, hugging her hard, yet not too hard. "That's so great! I'm so excited!"
Pulling her blanket over the both of them, he snuggled her into him to keep her warm. "I hope you don't mind, but I'd love to spend the night with you. If not here, then my place. I've got a lock on the door to my room in the dorm."
Change'e: She giggled at his excitement and blinked her eyes open to peek up at him before laying her head back further to look him in the eyes. She was happy too; he was going to be her first boyfriend and she smiled happily, her eyes twinkling with glee and shyness.
"I...I don't mind at all." Nope, not in the least did she mind if he spent the night. She had no idea what her roommate might think if she walked in and saw, but that was okay. She could deal with questions later. "I'd like it if you stayed."
And with that she kissed him sweetly on the lips.