Last Christmas- Hope and Lightning

Author's Note: Hello again readers! Finally after a lot of thought and trial, writer's blocks and error drafts, I've finished the romance scene between Hope and Lightning. Obviously, this chapter is rated M for sexual content but I promise you, it won't be anything extreme. It is however, what I would call descriptive. I was asked by a friend to make this as descriptive as possible so this is my attempt at it. Anyways, enough talking, here it is! It's got a bit of a twist too ;)

"Happy birthday,"
"Thanks…"

She walked up to the bed and joined him.

"Did you miss me?"
"Yes…I missed you every single day you were gone,"

Her voice sounded slightly cracked. He knew she was so happy that she could barely contain herself but her pride refused to let her show it. He raised a hand and stroked her cheek. Her face became soft. He loved it when she had that look on her face; she looked almost too cute. He then looked away.

"What's wrong?"

He didn't answer her and she turned his head back to her.

"Talk to me, you know you can talk to me about anything,"
"It's…nothing,"
"Nothing wouldn't have you looking so down…"

He sighed.

"I had a bad dream that's all,"
"Tell me about it,"

He hesitated and she held his hands with a concerned and loving look on her face.

"Tell me,"
"Light…am I…submissive?"
"What do you mean?"
"Do I put you before everything else in my life?"

She raised an eyebrow.

"Did you dream…that I hated that sort of thing?"
"How'd you-"
"Trust me, Serah never neglects to tell me that in some of her dreams,"
"So you do hate it…"
"Hope you are submissive and you do put me before a lot of things,"

He braced himself.

"I do hate that sort of thing…"

She then smiled and put her hand on his face.

"But I love you far more than I could ever hate that quality,"

His eyes widened.

"Hope, you don't need to worry about anything…"

She moved closer to him and looked him in the eyes, sky blue meeting emerald.

"When I said I love you, I meant every word and I'm not changing my mind,"
"Light…"
"You know you can call me by my real name now,"
"Claire,"

She smiled at me again and pulled me into a warm embrace. I loved her smell and I loved the warmth she always gives me whenever she hugs me. His arms soon wrapped around her waist and she leaned into him, causing him to sink down to the bed where her eyes locked with his. She smiled again. Her breath grazed his nose, smelling like a peppermint she must've chewed before she came. Her face turned to the same intoxicated face that she always had when they had moments like this. She looked as if she was in a trance and her face again flushed. He wondered why this happened to her but he wasn't complaining; she looked so cute when she did it. She began to close the distance between them and before he knew it, her lips enclosed around his own. He melted at the feeling of her lips on his; he missed that sensation so much during the lonely nights in college where it was almost always work.

She stopped kissing him for a moment to allow him to catch his breath. To her surprise, he leaned up, cradling her in his arms and almost hungrily kissed back. Her legs wrapped around him and her arms tightened around his head as he moved from her lips down to her neck. At that moment, Hope had officially gone where no other man had ever even dared to tread. Snow was the only other person to get so close and that was with a family cheek kiss and even then, she smack him to make sure that he can't do that often. He was surprised that her defense mechanism didn't go off on him. Did she truly love him that much?

"H-H-Hope…"

He had to admit that even though he made her feel weak, he loved the tone of her voice when she said his name like that. It sounded…enticing. His inner kindness however made him stop his assault on her neck to look up at her.

"I'm sorry…did I go too far?"

She looked at him, almost slightly shocked at his reaction.

"How…do you keep control of yourself like that?"
"Because I respect you enough to not go any further than you want me to,"

She smiled at him and moved her mouth to his ear.

"Keep going…"

His eyes widened and he knew his heart would've pulverized his ribs if The Maker didn't design humans in the way he did. He was now…nervous. How far did she want him to go? He used the remaining courage he had left to return to her neck and continue his gentle assault. She leaned her head back and arched her back, giving him more access to the exposed skin. He couldn't get sick of her taste and he for damn sure felt good hearing her moan his name in her angelic voice. He felt her fingers enclosed around his shirt and instinctively raised his arms to allow her to remove it. She was surprised at the muscles he developed over the years. In all the time they were a couple, she never once saw him like this and she had to admit: Hope definitely grew up. She began to kiss his neck and ghost her hands over his exposed torso. The low rumbling sound she barely heard through his throat showed that he was enjoying it. He sank back down to the bed, feeling like he was in euphoria as the contact between her and him assaulted his brain with an overloaded cocktail of hormones and red hot pleasure. He knew that if he had a heart condition, he probably would've died already from the way he was reacting to this. She didn't help ease the load on his brain when she removed her jacket and her turtleneck, revealing a lacy black bra.

"Holy crap…"

At that moment, she became the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in this world. She saw his eyes widen like dinner plates and his face practically turn to ketchup. She again smiled at him and blushed.

"You're staring at me again Hope…"
"I can't help it…you're too beautiful,"

She blushed again before his hands began to explore the newly exposed skin. His mouth soon joined them as he softly kissed a steady line down her stomach and it was her turn to sink into bed when his touch made her practically melt. Her temperature rose, her body turned to mush and her brain was going haywire as Hope continued to explore her body in the way he had always dreamed of. It wasn't long before she pulled the button to her jeans, desperate to relieve herself of the intense heat that Hope ignited inside of her. He looked back down and assisted her, revealing the other half of her underwear. Hope had to admit, not only did she have good taste in underwear, black suited her really well. There she was, laying on his bed clad in probably the sexiest underwear he had ever laid eyes upon and completely at his mercy judging from how intoxicated her face looked. He soon removed his pants, leaving his blue boxers on. He leaned back against the pillows and she crawled seductively to him, raising her body over his and looking down at him.

"Well now, I didn't know you liked blue,"
"It's because of your eyes,"

She raised an eyebrow at him and he chuckled.

"I'm kidding,"

She shook her head and laughed softly.

"But seriously…you're so beautiful…I mean wow…"

She smiled.

"I thought you'd like it…"

His hands clung to her waist.

"Li-…Claire, I want to ask you now…"

She raised an eyebrow.

"How far were you thinking of going this time…"
"What do you mean?"
"I've never once seen you without a shirt and I for damn sure have never seen you in underwear,"
"No, there was that time when you walked in on me when I was changing in the bathroom,"
"I ran out immediately and didn't see anything because I was afraid you'd tear my eyes out,"

She had to admit; Hope knew her well for if it were any other guy, he would've met a horrible end for sure.

"Hope…I thought a lot about it and…"
"You want us to…"

She nodded slowly, still with the same intoxicated look on her face.

"I'm not ovulating or anything so…I won't get pregnant,"

Hope's mind shattered. He couldn't believe she was saying this. He already found it hard to believe that she was here, he found it even harder to believe that she was in her underwear but the fact that she wanted to consummate their relationship terrified him. She seemed to sense his hesitation and a hand went to his cheek.

"Hope when I said I loved you, that also meant I trust you…I know you find it hard to believe that I'm capable of this but…"

Her voice was gentle but it cracked a little. He knew it must've taken her weeks, if not months to prepare herself for this. He knew she wasn't 100% ok with this, maybe 99.9, but not 100. She still showed her old self even now.

"I can tell that part of you is hesitating too and that's my reason as well,"
"Hope…it's part of who I am, you know I've spent my life not trusting anyone, it's second nature for me to react in a not trusting way even towards people I hold dear to me…"
"If you're not comfortable with this, I won't push the issue, I can wait for as long as you want me to,"

He knew he half lied when he said that; she looked soo damn irresistible that it was getting harder for him to maintain control of himself. Her eyes widened for a bit and she took a breath.

"I want this Hope…I've wanted it since the day we got together,"
"But-"
"I'll get over this so called "defense mechanism" that you so named hope, I'm not afraid, just a little uneasy…because you do know that you'll be…"
"Your first?"

She nodded. That again reminded him of the fact that she never let anyone get that close to her and that she had never been with a man before. Hope was the luckiest man on Earth to even be able to so much as give her a hug, let alone hold her in nothing but her underwear so close to him.

"Ok…but you have to promise me one thing,"

She raised an eyebrow and he brought his lips to her ear.

"If it gets to the point where it's too much for you to bear, tell me,"

His undying concern for her never ceased to amaze. Before she could say anything he kissed her again and she responded hungrily. One of his hands ran down her thigh and lifted the leg, feeling every inch of exposed skin with a feather like touch. He couldn't get enough of her body and for a split second, his actions were based solely on lust. He knew it was wrong to want her only for her body and his consciousness kicked him in the neck for even so much as thinking that. His lips moved to her neck, gently sucking and nipping the skin but not enough to leave a love mark; she was already embarrassed enough to be with him and throwing a love mark for all to see would probably make her feel socially awkward. She moaned and Hope nearly fainted from the remarkable feeling he got when he heard her angelic voice. He stopped and looked at her face. Her eyes looked back at him as she panted nearly silently.

"Keep going…"

He looked to her for permission and she slowly nodded. Slowly but sure, he removed the bra from her body. His heart was probably playing beatdown with the inside of his body and if it was able to fight with fists, it would've beaten his chest wide open. Her endowments weren't as big as he thought they would be but they were nevertheless perfect in size for him. He moved his hands to the curves between her hips and chest and slowly enveloped a nipple with his mouth. The moan she gave off when he did so almost scared him. Just her moans made him feel this good? Her hands grabbed fistfuls of his hair as he continued to explore the skin, ever so gently.

"Oh…my…"

He moved to the other one and she again moaned softly. One hand began to knead the other breast. She could barely stay conscious from the flood of warm pleasure he was sending through her body. He stopped and she took control by flipping them over. She panted softly.

"How are you so good at this?"
"No idea…am I…really good at this?"

She narrowed her eyes at him and he smiled.

"No one would think you're a virgin…are you?"
"Yeah, I've been faithful,"
"Good, now I have no reason to kill you,"

He laughed again before he ran his hand across her cheek.

"I promise I'll be gentle…"

She paused for a second and leaned down as he moved above her.

"Ok…"

He removed her panties and removed his boxers. He positioned himself above her. She nodded and he entered her slowly. She had felt pain before but nothing compared to this moment. For the split second that she felt him inside her, she really began to wonder why people loved the act so much but after that split second, pleasure beyond her imagination assaulted her body. She moaned in a mix of pain and pleasure. Hope stopped, looking at her with deep concern. She nodded again, panting heavily and he reluctantly continued. He knew she was feeling pain and it hurt him just as much, if not more than it did her. Soon, he no longer heard pain in her moans. She took control and flipped him over, leaning close to him and kissing him as she grinded her hips against him. It was his turn to moan.

"Oh…my god…Claire…" he said as he broke away for some air.

He was immediately silenced by her lips again. Red hot pleasure continued to pulse through every nerve, every vein and every artery in his body. Heat rose threefold inside the both of them and it wasn't long before she picked up speed. He couldn't process the sheer amount of pleasure rushing through him. She soon stopped and arched her back, raising her head skyward and moaning loudly. He tightened his grip before leaning up and holding her in his arms before taking the initiative.

"Where the hell did he get all this stamina?"

At that point, she didn't care where; all she could think about was the ever increasing pleasure within her. It wasn't long before he grew tired as well. Hoping to give her as much as he possibly could, he increased his speed to measures he never knew he was capable of. His effort was rewarded with her calling his name again in that voice he loved so much. Just before he knew he would release, he pulled out knowing that he still didn't want to risk impregnating her despite her saying that she wasn't ovulating. Collapsing onto her body, he tried to regain his strength to at least move over on the bed to sleep. He drew the covers over them.

"Isn't it a little early to be going to sleep?"
"I have no classes for the day so why not?"

She smiled at him and snuggled into his arms.

"You're…really good at this kind of thing,"
"Thanks…you too,"

She blushed.

"So are you glad I came here?"
"Are you seriously asking me that question?"
"Are you seriously going to answer my question?"

He sighed.

"Yes…I couldn't be more actually,"
"You have me for the whole weekend…"
"Then I hope you're ready,"

She raised an eyebrow at him.

"We're gonna be going out a lot,"

She laughed, puzzling him.

"What did you think I meant?"
'Nothing Hope, nothing at all,"

He smiled at her and embraced her.

Best birthday ever just got a HELL of a lot better.