Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from UC Gundam. They're on loan.
Note: I don't usually write these, but this was inspired by a kink meme back at a UC Livejournal community.
She guided him into the empty room with a tug of her hand, past the hallways of Victorian windows clothed with scarlet draperies. Their footsteps led further away from the echoes of laughter emitting from the main ballroom. Garma was glad he wore gloves to her father's party. He felt the sweat beads form on his skin.
She gave his hand a small squeeze, and his eyes raced across the room decorated with Monet paintings and china figurines placed on a white dresser. He didn't even notice they were at the foot of the bed.
She tried to smile but the corners of her mouth twitched. Icelina then let go of his hand and crossed her arms, looking down at the oak wood floorboards. It occurred to him that she was just as nervous as he was.
He took a half step towards her, closing in the gap. And then Garma let his hands rest on the sides of her arms. She nestled her head into the folds of his clothes and sighed. She looked up at him with those deep blue eyes, and Garma's breath caught in his throat. Icelina then rested on the edge of the bed, shifting herself to the center. He followed.
He gave her a few kisses on the neck while grazing his hands across her back. She then nudged at his chest to get his attention. He pulled away and caught a glimpse of a strap sliding down her shoulder.
"I want to take it slow," she said, her eyes looking up at him for his reaction.
He nodded. Some things were best not to rush.
