So, my name is Hannah. Maybe you know me from my hit story, Relieving Sexual Frustrations in the Twilight book category. And maybe you don't.

Well, for those who do NOT know me... I love lemons. This will be my first Maximum Ride fanfiction, and I hope you love it. I just hope that my Twilight fans won't get mad for me switching to MR for a while. Haha.

Love, Hannah.

P.S. If you don't like the first chapter, don't give up. I swear that it will be good. Oh yeah, and review!

Warning: Kinky lemon alert! REVIEW!

Fang POV: Chapter One-In the Beginning...

I would never regret anything I have done in the past. Especially the night Max and I finally got to make love.

If you are just now tuning in, please listen well. I hate repeating myself, but this is a bit important...and I think you should know how I got to how I am now.

I've loved Max every since I first spoke to her. Hell, even when I first saw her! That sandy blonde hair, and those nice tanned arms were pretty much the color of my heaven. She was beautiful. She still is beautiful. She always will be beautiful.

I'm seventeen now. I have been Max's boyfriend for three years. But now...I don't know what I am. A boyfriend? I'm not sure. Well, you will just have to see for yourself.

It all started on a sunny day. Nudge, Angel, Gazzy, and Ig were all playing outside of our little home in Utah. Max and I sat on the porch, admiring how oddly warm it was for this time of day in September. "It feels nice," she commented, as I held her in my arms as we rocked slowly on the wooden rocking chair.

"Sure is," I said, rubbing my hand up and down her arm. She curled into my side, and looked up at me. I took her tea mug out of her hand, and took a sip. She smiled at me as I handed it back to her.

I leaned down and kissed her hair. She smelled so sweet today. A new shampoo maybe? It was strawberry scented, I think. I took another whiff. Ah, heavenly.

"What is it?" She asked, noticing that my nose was pretty much buried in her hair.

"You smell good," I said, my voice muffled.

She pressed her hand to my cheek, and slowly leaned up a bit. I bent my neck down, and pressed my lips to hers. Our lips made a "mwah" sound as they disconnected, and she giggled at my cheesy smile planted on my face.

I took my other hand and ran it along her slender leg. She was so soft and firm. I loved it. The hand that she had placed on my face was now trailing down to my chest. She wrote little words on my shirt with her finger. Some letters I couldn't make out. But I was pretty sure that she was spelling 'I love you.'

I pressed my lips against her ear, "And I love you," I said, then kissed her cheek.

She pressed her lips against mine again, and I chuckled at how forward she was with what she wanted. I know what you're thinking. Max would NEVER act like this... Well, you're wrong. She loves me, and isn't afraid to show it.

"Fang..." She whispered, her eyes turning up to gaze at my dull dark ones.

"Mhm?" I hummed.

She stood up and took my hand, then pulled me up to my feet. "Max, where are you going?" Angel asked, coming back down to the ground after flying in the air with the others for about thirty minutes.

"I need to talk to Fang privately," she said, giving Angel the leader voice, and telling her to wait outside with everyone else.

"Seriously, what's up?" I asked, as she opened the door and lead us inside.

She stayed silent, her eyes on the floor as I trailed behind her, our hands still intertwined. I started getting nervous when she headed towards the staircase...to our bedrooms.

The way that the house is made, the younger kids and Iggy slept down stairs in their seperate rooms. While Max and I take the two master bedrooms up stairs. She turned down the hall and went straight into my room.

"Max..." I began, but she held her finger to her lips, telling me to stay silent.

I watched as she turned around, and closed the door, locking it swiftly, and coming back over to me. "What's going o-" I was about to say, but Max had pushed me onto the bed, and climbed on top of me, and then our mouths crushed together.

Oh, I thought.

I pushed our bodies further into the center of the grand king sized bed easily. Max was so light weight. She was perfect.

She pressed her waist against my growing length, and I moaned against her mouth. "I'm ready, Fang." She whispered.

My eyes snapped opened, and I realized that Max's were open too. Was she serious? "Are you serious?" I asked, bewildered.

"Yes, Fang. Who else am I going to be with for the rest of my life? Who else is going to accept me and understand me like you do? No one, that's who. I need you, Fang. I love you."

Oh my god, she was serious.

She sat up, straddling my waist, and started to unbutton my shirt. "Max-" I protested.

"Sh!" She hissed, then got frustrated and just plain ripped the whole shirt off of me. Woah, I thought. My eyes went back up to hers. Her hands trailed down my stomach, and then started to undo my jeans.

"Max, what if someone hears us?! Like Iggy!" I said.

She just shook her head. "We will just have to be silent," she whispered.

"We don't have to do this here," I argued. "We can go off and stay at a nice hotel, or SOMETHING better than THIS!" I said, my eyes growing wider than golf balls.

Her face fell then, and she weakly climbed off of me and went to sit on the edge of the bed.

Oh shit...

"Max..." I whispered, coming up behind her and placing my hand on her left wing. She shrugged it off. Typical.

"I just want you to have the best experiance possible... Not something like this..." I said.

She turned quickly, and then pushed me back so that I was laying on the bed again. She layed down beside me, and curled inward. I cradled her in my arms. "It doesn't matter when or where," she whispered, "just as long as I'm with you...it will always be perfect."

I sighed heavily. I felt horrible.

I took her chin in between my fingers and pulled her mouth to mine. I slowly wrapped my arms around her body. She threw her leg over mine, and our bodies began to move and press against one another. My length was pressed against her fine stomach and it was yearning to be set free.

"I love you, Max," I said against her lips, my hands trailing down her body. My palm cupped her breast and I gave it a tight squeeze. "Oh, Fang!" She nearly yelled. I shushed her, and started to knead her sweet breast through her shirt, since she never wore bra's.

Her hand traveled down to my opened pants, and went underneath the elastic of my boxers. Her hand came in contact was my enlarged penis, and I sucked in a sharp breath, trying with all of my might not to moan with sweet pleasure.

I flipped her under me, my hips at her entrance. The only thing blocking me from being inside of her were those stupid jeans.

I kicked my jeans off and then slowly worked on getting Max undressed. I took the shirt off first. I saw her little left nipple, and placed my mouth right on top of it. I swirled my tongue and flicked its tip. Max squirmed under me.

My hands went to her jeans then, and I slid them and her normal white underwear to the floor. Her vagina was being presented to me for the first time now. It was pink, and wet.

Now this was the hard part, since I had no idea what to do from here. I took my finger and ran it up and down the outside of her vagina. Her clear creams kept soaking my hand as I teased her entrance. "Do you see that little bud right above the vagina?" She whimpered.

I met her gaze and nodded.

She smiled deviously at me. "Dig your finger into it."

My eyes widened at her request, but I did not argure. I pressed it once, "Harder," she whispered.

I did as I was told, and she moaned. I placed my mouth on her clit and sucked on it. Max squirmed again. "What is it?" I asked.

"I want you inside of me..." She pleaded.

I grabbed my penis and brought it up to her entrance. "It's gonna hurt..." I warned her.

She only nodded her head. I nodded to myself and pressed my head and an inch of my length inside. She hissed a bit, but then I felt her relax around me. I pressed a little harder, and the same thing happened, she hissed. I was causing her pain... "Max?" I asked, frightened.

"Keep going," she panted. I did, and then I seemed to have come to a dead end... What? "It's the skin. You have to break it."

My eyes grew larger than...Psh, I don't know. I had to break the skin?! As in, cause her pain?! She would bleed! I pressed my lips together and thought... to do, or not to do?

"Do it," Max begged, her hands grabbing my sheets to hold herself together.

I seriously thought I was going to cry... I was going to cause her pain from this...

I pushed past the skin quickly, and Max nearly screamed in agony. I saw the blood seep from between her legs, and I had to clasp my hand over my mouth to keep from crying. I hated this.

"It feels good now," she reassured me.

"Promise?" I asked.

She nodded, and then I drove the rest of me inside. It felt so warm, and juicy. I loved it. Max was so tight and beautiful. Everytime I thrusted in, her hips would raise up and meet mine. We were in sync with each other. "I love you," I whispered as I felt her muscles clench around my penis.

I drove rougher and harder. I could feel myself growing inside of her and then, I came. The juices spilled from me, and then I noticed her coming too. She nose scrunched up and we both let out a deep moan.

I collapsed on top of her, our bodies sticky from sweat.

"That was amazing," she said, as I rolled off of her, and brought her into my arms.

"Yeah, I know..." I said, pulling the blanket to us and covering our nude bodies.

"I love you," she said, and kissed my cheek.

"I love you too," I replied then kissed her forehead.

We layed there for a moment or two, and then Max sat up suddenly. I went up with her. "What is it? What's wrong."

Her face went pale, and she looked at me with broken eyes. "We didn't use protection, Fang!" She screamed.

I set my jaw at a tight angle. Oh shit...

This is only chapter one, so it's gonna get more interesting and better as we go. Please read! I love the idea's I have for this lovely couple.

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