I wasn't sure if I would be able to continue with this story but I post another chapter. I don't know when I will post again, so bear with me!

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Summary: Set after the episode Buried Pleasures, 3x02. Ally's POV.

Spoilers: If you haven't seen the episodes.

Disclamair: The story background and the characters not belong to me, I'm just borrowing them and make them do things ^^

Rating: R, so far. If I continue Nc-17, for sure.

Author's Note: Unbeta. English is not my first language.

I WANT YOU, BUT NOT ONLY YOUR MOUTH

Previously :

"Ling" I whisper right in her ear. She freezes and looks up at me. She's afraid I want her to leave or that this isn't what I want, I can tell. I give her a little peck on her lips to let her know that I don't regret anything and I tell her, "Ling, I think we should move this to some other place... perhaps my place?" I suggest her with wink and biting my lower lip.

Ling lean into my ear and whispers "I can't wait to get there", and then she slowly nibbles, sucks and blows into it. Oh my God, she's killing me already. A soft moan escapes from my mouth and she says "Let's go". Ling heads to the door and as she moves she's tugging me with her by an invisible string.

I open the door of my apartment with Ling behind me caressing my hand.
It's late, Renee must be sleeping. Good because I don't think I would be able to explain her all this.

I get in tugging Ling with me. Two steps inside and I feel her tense up. I turn around to see what's wrong with her and I get stopped by her shyness around her eyes. Her bold side is fading and I don't know why.

I put a finger over my mouth. She locks eyes with me, shakes her head understanding what I mean and smiles.

She looks amazingly beautiful with a few rays of light touching her skin and, for a moment, I think I forget how to breathe. My knees get weak by her sight.

A gentle squeeze awakes me from my illusion. She's waiting.
We're still standing in my hallway with the door wide open.

I feel my legs move. I close the door and I notice our hands don't touch anymore. I'm already missing her warm skin against mine.

Facing the, now, closed door I let out a brief breath. My mind's racing. It's going so fast I can't even process my own thoughts.

Hands upon my arms turn me slowly around. She's standing right in front of me. "Are you sure about this? Because we can … slow down", she whispers.
My lips lift up at her understanding. It's like she can read my mind.

I lead her to my bedroom.
Once inside and with my bedroom's door separating us from the outside I'm aware of the silence surrounding us.

I turn on the lamp of my bedside table. Quickly the light warms us a little. Like when you're frozen and someone rubs their hand over you to rise up your temperature.

I walk to her and close my eyes. I let my head lean towards hers, just enough to feel her breath right against my skin but not enough to touch her forehead with mine. I hear her gasp and I smile.

Soft caresses on my cheeks, my chin, my neck… I swallow hard and chuckle when I hear the sound I made. She giggles too.

I feel some pressure on my body. I open my eyes; she's pushing me backwards.

I sit in my bed. Ling takes a few steps back and starts slowly to undress herself. As soon as her fingers grab the side zipper of her dark blue dress I hear music start playing in the background.

The expensive dress falls down her slender body, like drops of paint drawn by the Earth, to her feet, my heartbeat get faster and the music takes a turn from a slow and romantic rhythm to hot and sexual beats.

She's only wearing her underwear. I gasp. She's a goddess. In her matching black bra and pants takes a step towards me, leaving her dress lying careless in my bedroom's floor, takes my hands and pulls me up.

She's taking her time undressing me; first my shirt, unbuttoning it so slowly and then my belt. Ling takes off my shirt and let it fall over her dress, like a metaphor for what's coming. My suit pants a few seconds later follow it too.

I'm being self-conscious wearing only my cream underwear.

Ling takes my right hand and lifts it to her mouth.
I don't know if it's possible for a heart to beat that much. I don't remember being this nervous in my whole life. Not even in my first time.

A volt births in my sex and makes its way through my whole body awaking my senses even more and every fiber of my being when her tongue collides with my finger. She's licking it.

Her tongue, her saliva all over my finger, her breath, the warm of her mouth and the simple thought of what she's doing to me turn me beyond on; if that's even possible.

I have my eyes close and my mouth hang open since she got hungry and started to devour my finger. I open them.

I'm sweating. I take slowly away my hand. As I do that she closes her lips around my finger sucking it one last time.

I don't want to wait any longer for her touch. I want to feel her. I want her NOW! My hands grab her head and our lips meet.
Contrary to our first kiss this is a wet kiss: we're excited, we're hot for each other and we feel it in the kiss.

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Love & Light!