A/N: Okay! First lemon XD I want to introduce one in a story I'm working on, so I thought it would be best if I tested one first to make sure I can actually do it. My heart it pounding round now LOL looks over shoulder nervously. Feedback would be great, since I know I'm not the best .. OH and I know it's gona be basically a big jump in, but I just want to write out a lemon, not a story, so sorry if there is no background ;;. If your wondering why something is a little odd, I've not read the book yet GUILTY! so it's based of after the film : Let's see what else... well, I think that's about it! Let me know what you think, and enjoy!

- Totally Oblivious

UPDATE: 2014: Woah... Logged back onto my account after years away from FF and I am so embarrassed about this, since obviously back then I had NO idea what spell check was ;_; Aaaagh... Okay, here's the corrected version. (6 years later and this is STILL really embarrassing to read / write hahaha... Lord knows how I wrote this at 16, reading it alone has me flushing ;_; )

The bedroom door opened slowly, a gleam of silver hair shining in the candlelight showing through the crack. From his bed, Howl could see her peeking in timidly, hair loose around her shoulders, her nightdress long and modest. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of her wide eyes. Slowly, she entered his room, shutting the door softly behind her and hesitating before turning to face him. Staring at each other in the scant light, Howl admired her fully. She truly was a beauty, even if she didn't think so herself.

Pushing back his covers, he rose from his bed and approached her. As he neared, he could hear her quick, shallow breathing and see the ride and fall of her chest. She was scared. They stood for a moment simply looking at one another, neither speaking as Howl's eyes raked over every feature of her face before coming to rest upon her lips. Under inspection, Sophie parted them willingly and wet them with her tongue. Her heart was beating wildly, her breathing erratic as she attempted to calm herself down some what. She loved him, god how she loved Howl more then anyone else in this world, but she had never done this before nor loved anyone even close to how much she loved a Howl.

Slowly, Howl lifted his hand, resting it on her flushed cheek. Instinctively, Sophie pressed into him, closing her eyes and sighing contently at the feel of his familiar touch. With her eyes still closed, Howl leaned in, hesitating slightly before touching his lips to her own. Sophie relaxed under the touch and his soft lips parted slightly, encouraging her to do the same, though she hesitated. Growing impatient with the chaste kiss, Howl's tongue licked along her bottom lip, asking permission to kiss her more deeply than he had dared to before. At the touch, Sophie shuddered, wrapping both her arms around the back of his neck and reached up on her tiptoes to thread her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck.

Howl wrapped his hands around her waist, drawing her closer to him as his tongue fully entered her mouth.

He was only wearing a pair of black pants and against his bare chest he could feel her, so warm and soft. He groaned slightly, grabbing at the fabric of her nightgown as his body shuddered slightly. Sophie could taste him; taste the rich herbal tea had had been drinking and the sweetness of the sugar he always insisted on adding. Between her thighs tingled and she mashed them together in an attempt to conceal the strange feeling, unsure what what to make of it.

One of his hands moved up to her neck, drawing her back from their kiss and they stood panting, still tangled in each others arms. With a sigh, Howl rested his forehead on hers, closing his eyes under the watchful gaze of Sophie's loving stare. She couldn't believe a man as handsome as he had chosen her of all people, especially since the rumours about him had made it clear he could have any woman he desired. What made her so special to him she'd never know.

His eyes opened as he gazed her, smiling a little as though he could sense the direction of her thoughts. She responded in kind, a little blush warming her cheeks under his loving gaze. Howl brought his lips to hers once again, kissing her softly once more before moving down to nuzzle her neck.

Tilting her chin up, she couldn't help but groan slightly as he sucked on her skin, his tongue and lips tickling her as he walked himself backwards towards the bed, bringing her with him. When he felt the edge against the back of his legs he her spun around, so the back of Sophie's knees now touched the bed. With a slight push, she fell back onto the bed, Howl now laying on top of her with his arms supporting his weight. Sophie gasped, the feel of his body on hers causing more little tingles to appear, her face flushing at the strange feeling.

Howl stopped kissing her neck to look up at her, his finger tips brushing the hair from her eyes gently.

"Are you sure about this Sophie?" He asked quietly.

She did not speak - she couldn't speak, not with the feel of him lying against her, his fingers stroking her hair back rhythmically. Instead, she too reached up and tucked a stray lock of raven hair behind his ear, leaving him in breathless anticipation. Breaking her gaze, she smiled up at him, nodding once. Yes, she was sure, she had been for some time now. He nodded with her before smiling shyly, his whole face lighting up causing her to gasp at the sheer beauty of him.

Truly, she was lucky.

Slowly, he bent his head back to her neck, nuzzling it whilst his hands then moved to her waist as he ran them up her body until his fingertips brushed the side of her breasts. Carefully, he moved his hands over them, feeling her shudder under him as he brushed against her nipples causing her breath to hiss out in a surprised gasp. His mouth moved away from her neck as he concentrated then on unbuttoning her nightdress, licking his lips eagerly at what he knew lay underneath, what he'd pictured so many times when he thought of her sometimes. Sophie watched, a laugh threatening to slip at the look contraction written across his features; from his furrowed brows to his tense jaw. It was... cute, she thought with another wave of emotion.

At last he got the top couple of buttons undone and he released a puff of breath in satisfaction. The top half of her chest was revealed, along with the valley of her breasts. Swallowing, Howl looked up into her eyes, making sure everything was still alright, taking in the affectionate look she was giving him. Sophie nodded once, blushing under his scrutiny as his eyes kept shooting down to her chest almost as though he couldn't help himself.

He moved up again, touching his lips to hers, deepening the kiss once again. Her hands tangled in his hair as she tried to pull him as close as possible, squirming as his one of his hands began to wonder. It came to rest on top of her nightdress, his thumb rubbing over her erect nipple through the cotton fabric, the scratchy texture adding to her pleasure. He could feel her moan into his mouth and he felt a sudden wash of satisfaction that he'd made Sophie, innocent little Sophie make such a lustful sound.

Motivated by her response, his other hand crept down to her thighs where her dress had hitched up. He felt her press her legs tighter together unconsciously at his touch as his hand swept up and down her thigh languidly, tickling the skin as he went. Then, after some deliberation he crept his hand up further, bringing her nightdress all the way up so it rested about her hips. His hand trailed across the top of the band of her panties, causing her to squirm and her mouth to break away from his in a little gasp. He covered her lips again, harder this time as he straddled her hips and continued to push her nightdress up, his hand that had been rubbing her breasts slipping under her back to arch her body off the bed.

Breaking away from the kiss, Sophie helped, lifting her arms above her head as he lifted the nightdress up even further. As the fabric passed her face, her arms still above her head, she felt his fingertips leave the fabric and flutter above her fully exposed breasts as he marvelled at them. With a growl he pulled the nightdress off completely and threw it clear across the room, pushing her back down onto the bed eagerly. She laid before him now fully naked, her cheeks tainted pink and her eyes wide with wonder and nervousness. Howl could feel his dick throbbing in his constrictive pants as he licked his lips at the very sight of his girl.

After a moment of deliberation, Sophie leant herself up on her elbows and began to unbutton his pants, her fingers trembling slightly. Howl stayed straddling over her, watching her fumble with the top button, her lips pursed in concentration. As soon as the top button finally popped free, she moved to the zipper, her fingers pinching the small zip as she pulled it down agonisingly slowl, the proximity of her skin to his most sensitive part now causing him to breathe heavier with need.

Rolling off her, he aided her in slipping his pants off, tossing them across the floor to join her nightdress. His undergarments were tight and did nothing to shield her view from his hardened cock. She stared openly before looking up into his eyes, her own wide with innocence. But underneath, he could see the lust burning through: she wanted this just as much as he did. He mounted her again, returning back to kissing her passionately, both hands now taking her breasts into his palms eagerly. They were soft yet firm, the perfect size to fit into his palms. He broke away from her mouth leaving her gasping madly and began to trail kisses down her neck to her chest through the valley of her heaving breasts.

Taking one one into his mouth, he sucked softly on her erect nipple while his other hand massaged the other.

Sophie simply couldn't hold back anymore. Letting out a breathy moan, she arched her back, pressing her breasts harder against him and he gladly took it, his hand slipping under her to keep her back arched as he carried on sucking, grazing the hardened nub ever so gently with his teeth . Then he moved to the other, repeating the action, aware of her hips now squirming more frequently under him. Her breathing was erratic when he finally lifted his head and laid her body back down fully, his mouth taking hers again as his hands now slipped lower, tickling over her flat stomach as it moved further down, circling her belly button.

She shivered and clutched at his shoulders as he began to nibble on her lower lip. He rested one of his hands on her hips, holding them down as his other carried on. Lifting up his body he pressed one leg between her own and parted her knees, her eyes widening as the cool air hit her moist center. She moaned as his hand then dipped down between her legs, his finger lightly stroking. It was already a little slick with moisture and he hummed against her lips approvingly. His trailed around before finally slipping a finger in slowly. She gasped into his mouth and clenched her thighs instinctively. Nobody had ever touched her down there. His legs kept hers open and she trembled as he brought his finger out slowly, smiling against her mouth.

"You're so wet, Sophie." He mumbled against her lips approvingly.

He dipped his finger back in, his lips moving down to suckle against her collar bone as she breathed heavily, her erect nipples brushing against her bare chest giving her that extra friction. He pumped his finger a few more times and she squeezed her eyes shut in shame. It was uncomfortable, she realised. Why aren't I acting like they do in the adult books I often peeked in from the library? Maybe there's something wrong with me, maybe- then he added another finger and she gasped loudly.

This time, he could definitely feel a reaction. Her back arched, her hips thruster upwards, pushing him deeper into her as she let out a breathy moan. His own breathing became fast with concentration, awed at the strange feeling of her tight walls as he pumped his fingers inside her, building a rhythm. She was gasping madly, her body reacting on its own accord as a strange pressure slowly began to build in her lower stomach.

He could feel her begin to tremble. Not wanting to over excite her too soon, he pulled his hand away and she groaned at the loss, causing him to smirk. They laid still as her breathing slowly began to return to a normal pace, his fingers tracing light patterns on her stomach. Blushing, she looked into his eyes, her expression filled with awe. He bent down to capture her lips and once again and the two were lost as they divulged themselves on each other. Then he became aware of her hands tentatively moving from his shoulders and over his chest, her hands tracing the slight definitions of his abs. He broke apart and sat up straddling her, lifting her into a sitting position as he did so. She could feel his hardened cock against her lower tummy and she looked down at the bulge in his black boxers, her hands resting on his chest moving down in curiosity.

Biting her lip, Sophie touched her index finger to his tip, pulling it away quickly as he hissed. She glanced up worriedly, but his eyes were intense.

'Dont stop." He urged her. "It doesn't hurt."

She nodded once and reached down again, drawing circled against the tip of his penis through his boxers, her head tilted to the side. Then suddenly Howl pulled away and stood up at the side of the bed. His hands went to the waistband of his boxers and in one swift move he ripped them down, his underwear joining their pile of nightclothes. He stood before her in all his glory and Sophie couldn't help but stare with wide eyes at the man before her.

"Perfect." She whispered, unintentionally voicing her own thoughts.

Howl approached the bed and pushed her back down, crawling on top of her to nuzzle her neck. From that small gesture she knew it was time even though she could feel it, too. He was waiting, giving her time to change her mind. Running her hands over the defined contours of his back she gripped his hips and pushed herself against them, gasping at the sudden friction the action caused. He kissed her neck once softly as he shifted his body, his legs pushing hers apart wide before lowering himself down between them. At the feel of his hardened cock resting against her opening, she broke out in tingles, her eyes widening at the butterflies in her stomach and the strange pulsing she could feel coming from her most sensitive area. She wanted him in her. Her whole body was craving his, her hips raising once again to grind on him experimentally.

They both hissed at the contact and his head dropped down so his forehead rested on her shoulder.

"Don't..." He begged, the arm that wasn't now supporting his weight above her lowering to press her hips back into the mattress. "I'm already on edge." He warned.

Then he lifted his head to press lips against the small hollow under her ear.

"Ready?" He whispered.

She only nodded, closing her eyes again nervously. The head of his cock touched her opening and slowly he began to slide into her tentatively. She gasped and he stopped instinctively. He was barely in her. She gripped his back tighter, hugging his upper body so his lips were by her ear. He was so... big, she realised, knowing that he was no where near completely in. Already it was beginning to hurt a little and she felt a moment of slight panic.

What if it didn't fit?!

He leaned down to kiss her neck, giving her time to adjust until she nodded in response. Hooking his arms under hers he gripped her shoulder blades as he carried on pushing into her. She tried not to whimper, but it was hard. It hurt... a lot. Her tightness was killing him as he slid further in and she kept tightening in nervousness, the pressure almost driving him over the edge already, especially when he felt the real barrier between them.

"Bite my shoulder." He instructed suddenly.

Sophie didn't bother to question, she just did as she was told, her teeth clamping down over his skin lightly. With one last quick push he was fully submerged, breaking through the last small wall blocking them. She bit down harder onto his shoulder, her whole body tensing up, her walls squeezing around him so tightly that he groaned lowly in bliss. They where both panting heavily from the achievement.

He stayed like that for a moment, simply resting inside her giving her body time to adjust, waiting for her to give the go ahead. She herself wasn't sure if she was ready to carry on. It hurt, more than she thought it would. Romance novels she used to read back in her small room never seemed to portray it like this, she realised. This was real though, and this man, this beautiful man above her was more than anything her dirtiest imagination could ever conjure. And he was hers . It felt weird, him being here with her, wanting her, though steadily she was getting used to it. They say the first time was not so enjoyable and she only hoped that any other time they would try this it would be nicer.

She turned her head, kissing his hair as she whispered to him; "I'm okay... go on..."

He nodded, his hands tightening on her shoulders as hers did the same wrapped around him, holding him to her. Slowly, he began to pull out and she winced at the slight sting as he then moved back in. It's uncomfortable, she thought, it hurts, I can't do this- then suddenly, Howl shifted his hips above her. She gasped as his length rubbed against her clit, causing a spark to shoot through her. As he moved back in, she couldn't help but moan as it happened again. Encouraged by the sounds she was making and the way her body had finally relaxed, Howl began to set a pace and their breathing soon became quick and laboured.

Her finger nails dug into his back as the pain was replaced by a pleasure that she never thought possible. Her whole body trembled, wanting to surrender to him now. Holding it, she remembered the talk of the girls in the shop, how it was romantic to come with your loved one. She wanted that. Lifting his head, he moved away from her neck to look into her half lidded eyes. His thrusting halted slightly and he stopped inside her. She was gasping madly, trying to form words.

His mouth was hung open and he felt his member throbbing for more as he gazed down at the woman under him, her expression of pleasure catching him off guard. Beautiful, he thought in wonder, she's absolutely beautiful. And all mine.

"H... Howl!" She gasped, giving a shaky laugh. "C.. come with me?"

He nodded, grinning at his now wonton girl and began to set his pace again, this time sitting up on top of her, rocking into her harder. As his pace began to speed up, she began to move with him, growing desperate. She thrust up against him, their hips grinding together as she began to shake.

"F..faster.. HARDER." She begged, and he complied only too willingly.

His head leaned back and his mouth hung open as he placed his hands on her hips, thrusting himself into her deeper and deeper. She was openly moaning now, loudly shouting his name as well as other, incoherent things.

"I know.." He would gasp back to her, his mind solely focused on his actions.

Close... He was so close...

His rhythm had gone completely, and instead he was now merely pulling almost all the way out before slamming back into her, his hands on her hips drawing her back to him with force. He was near his limit. Reaching up, she pulled herself into a sitting position, and he fell back, pulling her on top of him as he did so catching her off guard. They where still connected inside and she was now ontop, her eyes wide in suprise as the different position pushed him even deeper inside her, hitting that sweet spot inside that caused her eyes to almost pop out as she moaned loudly. He was sat up, and she was straddling him, her legs wrapped around his hips as she shook, her hips grinding into him in circular movements.

Then, she began to rock deeply, her head thrown back, eyes closed as she gasped loudly. His hands stayed on her hips, guiding her, rocking her forwards and on him, helping her keep a rhythm. Soon she was rocking up and down wildly, her legs spread wide as he thrust his hips up, his hands on her hips slamming her back down onto him. Her moans had become screams, of pleasure and he himself had began to moan at the sight of this silvery haired beauty bouncing up and down above him.

Then, she came undone.

Her walls tightened as she shuddered, her breathing frantic as she finally released. Her walls tightened around him and he barely managed to hold on. She has collapsed on top of him completely, her body limp as she panted heavily, her body still twitching from the aftermath of her orgasm.

Howl, however, was not quite done yet. As she slumped forwards with him him still inside her, he flipped her over, so he was on top, her head resting on the pillows and her legs still wrapped around him. He returned his head into the crook of her neck, suckling the damp skin as he carried on thrusting, started off slowly causing her to groan as he brushed against her still throbbing clit.

"Just... a little more.." He gasped, his breath hitching.

She nodded as her own breathing once again picked up, her body beginning to react to him almost right away. She moaned with him, thrusting up with him desperately as she aimed for her second orgasm, the memory of the first still fresh in her mind. He rammed into her harder, his movements faster and sharper than before and she began to cry out, her eyes seeing black spots as he once again pushed over over the edge. She trembled and clutched at him with a soft moan, her walls tightening around him for a second time. He grunted as the pressure around his cock caused him to reach his climax, his body stiffening as he released into her, his hips pumping twice on their own accord as he filled her completely, a little spilling out onto their damp mattress.

He slumped ontop her, exhausted. He simply laid above her, submerged in her still twitching folds as the two panted to catch their breaths. Shaking slightly from the aftermath, she released her hold around his shoulders and began to stroke his hair back tenderly as he snuggled against her breasts with a content sigh. The two stayed like that until their heart rates managed to calm and their flushed skin began to cool.

Leaning up, Howl kissed her softly, tenderly.

"I love you Sophie.." He told her, his voice thick with emotion.

Her face lit up in joy as she traced his lips with her fingertips lightly.

"I love you too" Her voice was hoarse from the shouting.

He smiled, finally pulling out of her. She groaned as the motion brushed against her sensitive clit and Howl grinned wolfishly as the sound of her pleasured moan caused his limp dick to twitch in response. Nibbling her neck, his breath tickled against her skin and she sighed in contentment as his hands rose back up to brush against her nipples.

"I could get used to this." He murmured, sucking at her pulse point.

Sophie giggled.

"Me too."

2014 update: Phew. Corrected some spellings and grammar issues as well as got rid of some awful language I had used (dear god I was so new to all this back then!)