A/N: I saw a challenge on tumblr to write a romance fic of any rating without the words sculpted, kiss, any body part, or fuck and had to be in Modern English. So here was my response. Based off of ee cummings 'may i feel said he'. Replaced the word kiss in the poem with buss to fit the challenge. Iroh x OC from my fic Dancing Dragons, which is currently being rewritten.
"May I feel?" said he.
Akemi looked up from her bindings to Iroh. His gaze was fixed on the just healed tattoos. She smiled. The general was curious.
"I'll squeal," said she. Iroh smiled.
"Just once," said he. He grazed his hand across the dragon, red and fearsome, twisting in the air. Akemi felt the heat from touch spread low.
"It's fun," said she. He moved closer. She could smell the earthiness of his tea coming off him.
"May I touch?" said he.
"How much?" said she.
"A lot," said he.
"Why not?" said she.
She touched him first. Then he touched her. She felt him exploring the tattoos that roamed her body. She searched his for scars from his battles. There was heat, central to the fire bender. She thought they would catch fire. Their breathing rose. Iroh rose.
"Let's go," said he.
"Not too far," said she. He grinned and led her to his bedroom. She laid next to him on his mat.
"What's too far?" said he.
"Where you are," said she. She moved closer and their exploring began anew. His touch made her gasp and moan. His robes came off and so did her bindings. She felt the gentle caresses move lower and lower. He hovered where she wanted his touch the most.
"May I stay?" said he.
"Which way?" said she.
"Like this," said he. He touched her. She felt herself arch up.
"If you buss," said she, out of breath. So he did. She lost herself in the heat, a flash of light crossing her eyes. Suddenly he appeared above her.
"May I move?" said he. He was asking entrance. She wasn't willing just yet. She had to know.
"Is it love?" said she.
"If you're willing," said he. His expression was genuine.
"But you're killing…." Said she.
"But it's life," said he.
"But your wife?" said she. They both knew the answer to that. Dead and gone for a long time.
"Now?" said he. She nodded. He entered.
"Ow," said she. He stopped for a movement. She nodded and rose to meet him. She felt the tension rise.
"Tiptop," said he.
"Don't stop!" said she. She close so close. Heat rose from them. She could see the shimmer that happens right before fire was born.
"Oh no," said he.
"Go slow," said she. He slowed down. She was closer now. The tension was at a breaking point. She clenched, stars appearing infront of her eyes. She was on fire.
"Cccome?" said he. She opened her eyes, floating back down to consciousness. She could feel him moving closer and closer to release.
"Ummmm," said she. She nodded, words were not working for her. He released, flames shimmering around him. He rolled over and pulled her close. They were sweaty and tired, but content. She could feel his smile and his pulse slowing.
"You are divine!" said he. Akemi looked at Iroh and met his gaze.
"You are mine," said she.