This part is definitely rated M, don't read if you shouldn't
Grace clung to Jake's shirt and stared at him, then down at the deep tear stains on his shirt.
"Sorry about your shirt." She said glancing down from embarrassment. she removed her hand from the knot she had created in his shirt and began pushing her hair back self consciously. Jake reached out and took the hand that was now tangled in her hair.
"Don't worry about it." He said his voice barely above a whisper, stroking her hair and her cheek. She glanced up again, her lips trembling a bit. This time for a whole different reason, she feel her whole body beginning to shake a little and began to pray that Jake wouldn't feel it too.
"You ok?" He asked obviously feeling her shaking. She nodded. "Yeah." she said her voice still so quiet he could hardly hear it.
"D-do you want me to go?" He asked, she shook her head "No."
He pulled her closer, their foreheads were now touching, he could feel her warm breath on his skin, it came in soft puffs. "Can I kiss you?" He asked
This elicited a small smile and a soft laugh from her. "You ask too many questions marine." she said her voice a husky whisper.
he laughed and came towards her pressing his lips up against her. Her mouth tasted warm and somewhat sweet. With some effort he pulled away from her a bit. She stared at him questions filling her face. Before she could say anything he kissed her again this time running his tongue along her bottom lip requesting access. Access that she gave immediately. They kissed passionately for a moment, and then he pulled away from her mouth and trailed his mouth down her neck. Alternating sucking and kissing down to her collar bone. Pulling her shirt aside slightly he continued to sprinkle kisses along her neck and shoulder.
Grace sucked her lip into her mouth attempting to keep the pleasure she was feeling from overtaking her. her hands traveled down Jake's chest and stomach reaching for the hem of his shirt, when she caught it she pulled it up and over his head. He helped her get it off and then deposited it on the floor behind him. He hesitated a little as he pulled up the bottom of her shirt, unsure if she would be self conscious about how her body looked. His suspicion was confirmed when she began to push his hands away. "No." she whispered, "No" she shook her head.
"Ok." He said putting his hands back to her face. "It's ok, we can stop."
She grabbed him hard. "No, no don't stop." She hesitated "Cant we just do it...with...with my shirt on" She asked her voice wavering.
"Grace." he said kissing her softly, stroking her cheek "don't be nervous." He put his hands back to the hem of her shirt. "I want to see you." He whispered
"You won't like it." She said sadly. Showing an uncharactistic lack of confidence.
"I will." he said. with a little reluctance she released his hands, and allowed him to pull up her shirt. Jake didn't pull Grace's shirt off all the way, he pushed it up only slightly and put his hand under it, he moved his hand up her belly slowly until he reached the curve of her ribcage he caressed her softly until he captured her breast in one of his hands. Grace's mind wandered a little, touching on the idea of how gentle Jake was being with her, and wondering if he was this careful with all the women he had been with. Jake went back to kissing her neck slowly and molding her breast slowly in his hand, he ran his thumb over her nipple and felt it grow stiff at his touch. She sharply took in a breath moaning lowly at the touch of his hand. With a swift movement Jake grasped the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head leaving it on the floor with his shirt. He continued kissing her rolling her onto her back and settling between her thighs. He pulled away from her slightly and looked down at her and into her eyes. Her eyes had grown dark, dilating from the dim room and from the arousal she was feeling, As Jake started at her a slight blush came across the her face and spread slowly to her chest. While holding her eyes he reached out with is hand and grasped her other breast, feeling the nipple pebbling in his warm hand. He broke her gaze and allowed his eyes to travel down her neck and onto her chest and breasts. Bit marks and dark purple bruises littered her chest and abdomen. What must they be doing to her, he thought, keeping one hand on her breast, he ran the other over a particulary nasty bite on her chest. "Why?" He asked...Immediately worried that his question would kill the mood and preparing himself to be kicked out of the bed. Grace exhaled slowly. "They have a few of the Na'vi in a holding cell in the mountains, Quiritch told me..." She paused her voice breaking a little "He told...me that if I didn't submit to this, we would kill them." Jake exhaled a breath he hadn't been aware he was holding. He pushed his own emotions aside about what was happening and refocused on Grace. running his hand back up to her cheek and kissing her extremely gently. A soft sob escaped her lips, and she worried she was going to start crying again. He released her breast and cupped her face in his hands kissing her as deeply and as gently as possible. He broke contact and looked deeply into her eyes "You are so beautiful and so brave." he whispered to her. With that the tears jumped back to her eyes and began streaming down her cheeks before she could do anything to stop them. She did nothing to hide her tears this time simply let them fall. Jake continued to kiss her cheeks and lips while she cried silently.
