As the title states this is PWP. So....lots of lemons.

...and not much else.

Proceed at your own risk.

PWP
Stranded

Van/Hitomi

His bare skin was almost hot against hers and for a moment Hitomi wondered if it was a Draconian thing. The long mass of wings covered their forms as he devoured her mouth. She moaned, acutely aware of that pulsing ache. His sword-calloused hands were rough against her skin, and Hitomi relished in the feel of it. She shivered, moaning into his mouth when his fingers brushed against her breasts and inner thighs. The steady drum of the rain as the storm raged outside of the cave they had found shelter in had faded into the background, and something about the sound made her feel languid and soft somehow. Maybe more than a little drunk. The lightning glowed harsh and yellow against Van's golden tanned skin, but these were details that she barely noticed in passing. It was much more important that she concentrate on him.

His hands almost felt curious, searching her naked flesh for something she couldn't see. His kisses were demanding and she trembled. The air in the cave was damp, even the thin, half-sodden blanket beneath them would offer a portion of the protection against the cold, but neither of them felt the coolness. They didn't notice the way air chilled their flushed skin.

She cried out when he cupped her core, clinging to his shoulder as she repeated his name in a breathless moan. His hardness was pressing against her thigh insistently and she wrapped her legs around his waist, encouraging him to slide into her. The brush of his feathers against her bare skin was delicious, almost sinful.

Then he shifted against her, and suddenly he was inside her, stretching her full and tight. For a moment she forgot to breath, and the world fractured into hundreds of shards as he thrust into her hotly and slowly in a way that had her screaming and clinging. Tears pricked at the corner of her eyes and fell down her cheeks, but she couldn't care as to how it would make him worry. All she could concentrate on how slowly he was easing out of her and by the gods—

"Van!" She was near tears from frustration as he teased her to that delicious edge. "Please!" His thrusts were so slow, almost painful. His teeth grazed his skin and she bit his shoulder into retaliation.

Van growled and then he was thrusting into her deep and hard in a way that had Hitomi crying out as she arched against him. There could never be anyone else. She was ruined for any other man, but that didn't bother her in the slightest.

He captured her mouth when the overwhelming euphoria claimed them both, and she bit down hard on his bottom lip as her body trembled with the overwhelming sense of completeness that filled her.

Her eyelids seemed so unbearably heavy and she let them slide shut, hardly aware when the sensation of feathers disappeared. Her head rested against his head weakly, as he rolled over so that she could drap her arms and legs over his limbs, and Hitomi sighed when he dropped feather light kisses to her forehead. Smirking, Van wrapped his arms around her and shifted against her.

Only as she cried out did she realize that he hadn't pulled out of her. Her green eyes fluttered opened and she gazed up at him in disbelief, a breathy whisper escaping her mouth.

"Again?"

XXX

It really was of very little surprise when the awkward couple was found the next morning barely clothed and feverish.

Ok, I know that was short. I'm just starting to get the hang of this whole lemon thing so for the time being they will be drabble length. Forgive me.

As the title says this is a collection of PWP. It will be a mix of canon and AU. I will try also—providing she gives me her permission—to do lemons based on Suils Saifir's Black & Gold. A wonderful collection of stories for those who haven't read it yet. I highly recommend them.