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A/N: Hello! Might sound a little strange but I forgot to update? Passover is just around the corner (two weeks) and I intend on finishing this tale around that time (: Please bear with me ;) Happy smutful reading!
Enchantment Passing Through
Chapter Ten
She woke up, a little confused; how could she be sleeping when Ryan was telling her such wonderful tales of gods, animals and love in the Greek mythology, explaining about the stars and constellations… was there anything the guy didn't know?
A thick cover was keeping her warm, according to the heavy weight on her body and a steady rise and fall rhythm right beside her indicated she was with Ryan still.
She opened her eyes, suddenly dazzled by sunlight; she hurried to shut her eyes again, unsure whether from the sunlight or from the possible complication of not coming home last night.
She won't live it down if anyone other than Dana, and possibly Chad, know this. The horrifying shrieks of laughter from Joel were already ringing in her ears, not to mention Carter's general disapproval and what would Captain Mitchell say? There were way too many people involved in her love life, she noted gloomily. Well, at least she had a love life, opposed to the wanna be love life or the wistfully love life some of her teammates were… experiencing.
Taking a deep breath she opened her eyes again, this time looking around; she was in a large white room with nothing furnished except for the bed she was currently lying in and a modest-looking white closet; she was lying under a heavy and what felt like feathery white covers and from a little peek from the corner of her eye, Ryan was sleeping next to her;
Only then she realized a part of the weight that was pining her down to the bed was his arm that laid around her and made sure she was so close to him that his breath tickled her ear, a sensation she welcomed with a blush. His muscular arm was naked and she suspected he wasn't wearing much under the cover, which only led her to realize she was missing her jeans and socks.
Calm down.
She took even, deep breaths.
She still had her underwear on, so maybe Ryan just took the jeans off to make her more comfortable.
Then she realized he must be without his own jeans, partly because who does sleep in his jeans? And partly because, well, to judge from the one muscular leg that was currently between her legs…there didn't seem to be any part of clothing he was wearing except for maybe an underwear, if to judge by the thin piece of cloth that tickled her hip bone.
She carefully shifted on her stomach, letting her face drown in his pillow; she was so close to him that she felt the heat emanating from his body. She turned her head and watched him sleeping; he was lying on his stomach, his head on the pillow slightly falling toward her. He seemed innocent, boyish; his hair was rumpled, there was dirty blond sticking everywhere and golden morning stubble decorated his face, she couldn't help but grin at him.
He looked so different!
In his sleep there were no masks of strength, of calculated response and she realized that he was so very vulnerable at that precise moment. A blind spot in his shield and in spite of how much she loved him, she knew there were many walls to break.
He opened his eyes, they were unfocused and he smiled at her and he buried his face in the empty space of the pillow, right between her neck and shoulder; his leg returns to laying between her legs so she could feel him against her hip.
She debated whether to wake him or not; she couldn't tell what time was it and fearing it was early noon and that she might be needed, she decided to give him a sweet wake up call.
Smiling, she kissed his nose, then his cheek, his forehead and the corner of his mouth.
When he didn't respond to her gentle ways of waking him, she couldn't help the smirk as she gently rubbed her hip against him;
"Kelsey…" His hoarse voice was warning even if a little muffled by the pillow.
"Morning, Ry." She giggled.
He groaned;
"Aw, come on. Don't I get a little morning kiss?" She teased, pulling away from him slightly.
Only to be whisked closer to him a moment later, pinned beneath him as his hot lips descended upon hers hungrily. Moaning in surprise and pleasure, Kelsey closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment; her insides were starting to burn with desire and what started as an innocent (well, not so much) kiss was taking a turn to the more lustful, firey side.
"Not little." She gasped when they parted for air.
He smirked, shaking his head as he held himself above her. "Good morning, Kelsey."
He kissed her again, this time slowly, sweetly – and shortly. He shifted, resting most of his weight on his forearms as he stared down at her; he smiled.
She sent her fingers to sink in his hair.
He laughed and shook his head, his straight hair moving everywhere. "I need a haircut."
She grinned and pulled on his ear and then – his nose affectionately. He tried to bite her fingers but she pulled away.
"What am I doing here?" She asked then.
"You fell asleep and I didn't want to wake you, so I kidnapped you." He smiled and kissed her nose. "Best decision ever."
She laughed. "Thanks, it's kind of great waking up with you, Ryan Hunters."
"I know." He smirked and she scratched his shoulder vengefully, making a face. He laughed. "Seeing you first thing in the morning is something I could enjoy getting used to." He kissed her jaw, but it was his words that made her shiver;
"In cold mornings I would keep you warm," He kissed his way down her neck. "The hot ones we could steam away together…" He licked the base of her neck.
Her mind barely managed to register his words, but when they did sink in, she couldn't help that silent prayer that one day they'll come to life;
"Kelsey…" He whispered upon her skin, nuzzling his face in her neck.
She peered down at him.
"Can I?" His hand slid under her shirt and she raised her arms, allowing him to pull her shirt off and throw it away, leaving her in only her white bra and yellow panties.
He stared down at her, making her self conscious; it wasn't the first time he saw her half naked and he seemed so hypnotized. It was flattering and embarrassing altogether, it must have been shown on her cheeks because he kissed her lips briefly and sighed;
"I must be embarrassing you," He paused and smiled at her. "You shouldn't be though. I only stare because you're so beautiful." His voice was as soft as a cloud.
He raised his eyes to gaze into her eyes and something inside of her snapped; every limitation, every rational thought, just flew off of the window. There was something new builder, something else, thicker that just fire, heavier than lust;
The passion that seized them both, suddenly, was overwhelming and demanding; their kisses were not sweeter anymore, their touch scorching, his lips nibbling hers, her fingernails biting into his skin, the urgency was almost too much to handle.
"Kelsey, can I?" He stared up at her, his mouth hovering above her breasts.
She bit her bottom lip and nodded; it was embarrassing but she felt better that he asked, that he gave her a little control of what was going on: she was so new at this. Still she couldn't help but feeling this was right, this intimate, private revealing of her body, their body, was the physical aspect to what they were going through in their minds, in their hearts.
She barely remembered how he managed to take off her bra, but before she could register it was gone, one nipple was already hard in his hot mouth. He was sucking and licking the pink tip with passion, making her moan at the new sensation; her entire body tingled, sending shivers up and down her spine;
"Kelsey…" He moaned and moved up to kiss her lips while his hand descended lower; "Can I – ?"
Two fingers played with the hems of her panties and she wasn't exactly sure how all of this is going to work but she trusted Ryan. She knew he wouldn't hurt her and thus, she agreed.
"Yes." She whispered, but his hand moved away and he pulled away, offering his hand to her, helping her on her knees just like he was. They were facing each other, in an arm's reach from one another.
"You've never done this." He stated gently.
She gulped and nodded, agreeing.
"You should've told me." It wasn't exactly a scowl but it did make her want to cover herself and run away. Maybe this wasn't a good idea. "Come here."
She hugged him and he squeezed her against him, her breasts flattening against this chest, his hard bulge nestling against her mound.
She rested her head on his shoulder. Somehow, he felt comforting and the embarrassment melted away, she felt more at ease.
He took her hand gently, pressing it against his lips, he kissed the inside of her hand and then put it against his cheek. He was stubbly, making her smile. He then guided her hand to slide down his neck to his chest;
"Yours." He reminded her, just like he did in that time, at the park. He guided her hand, gently stroking his slightly hairy chest, fluttering on his nipple, then back up.
"This is okay." He let her stroke his chest. "This is too." He gently folded her fingers making her graze his skin with her nails. "And this is not bad, either." He pressed her hand gently, making her nails bite into his skin in a way that left little nails marks on his skin.
"They're all fine everywhere." He explained and Kelsey nodded. He was familiarizing her with his body, teaching her what he liked. Would she need to do the same? She wasn't sure she could cope with that.
"Try." He challenged.
Kelsey couldn't help the smile; she stroked his chest gently, venturing to his stomach, then grazed his skin, he shivered and Kelsey felt more secured. Powerful, even. She let her hands define the muscles in his arms, gently wrapping those of his back as she held him close.
With a smile, she noted he closed his eyes.
She let her palm press down against his spine gently, making him groan; empowered, Kelsey was braver now; she moved in front of him again and licked his nipple, testing his reaction: he was shivering again. Smirking, she licked the other nipple while playing with the other; they were both hard and delicate. When she had enough of one, she moved to the other while her hand played with his belly button and the soft trail that led downward.
His hand caught hers; she looked up to see him watching her softly; "My turn."
She blushed and he smiled.
"Not so brave now, huh?" He chuckled.
"Shut up." She punched him in the chest. He grinned, his hand resting on where she hit him.
"That's more like it." He smiled and kissed her; she registered that he was drawing her nearer to him, both of his arms around her; she sighed to his lips; yes, closer to him seemed like a really good idea.
His arms moved from her waist to her butt and gave it a squeeze. Kelsey pulled back from the kiss they shared.
"Seriously?"
"What?" He frowned.
"Did you just squeeze my butt?"
"You don't like it?" He asked, his hand rubbing her butt cheeks now. "Your butt is sexy, I can't help it. Unless you want me to?"
She laughed and put her hands in his butt, squeezing his butt cheeks just the same.
He laughed; "That doesn't bother me, Kelsey."
"Me neither." She shrugged and he laughed again and pushed them both on their side on the bed, hands still on butts, eyes deep in each other's.
"I worry that you're too shy to tell me anything sex related." He told her seriously;
"It's embarrassing." She admitted.
"I need to know. This is supposed to be fun and carefree, mutual. Mutual is important, not about me, not about you. About us."
She understood that.
"I trust you, I'm just, well, I've never…" She blushed and shrugged. "This is kind of intimidating."
"It's more of fear of the unknown thing rather than…just sex." She added monotonously.
"Do you trust me?" He asked, staring into her eyes;
"Yes." Her reply was immediate, sincere.
"I'm not going to hurt you, I only want you to experience the highest of pleasures I can provide you." He explained, his eyes not moving away from hers; she knew he was telling her the truth, in which her trust in him was not in vain.
She nodded.
"Will you trust me enough to take off your panties?" He whispered.
Kelsey blinked and with a slow motion took off her panties. His eyes left hers, drinking the entire sight of her so profoundly that she couldn't help her reddening cheeks.
"Will you allow me to kiss you? The whole of you, my sweet Kelsey, every inch of your body." He begged her and she nodded, gulping; she let him lead her on the bed, lying on her back, she watched him as he sent her a small smile and moved to kiss her left foot.
He trailed kisses along her ankle and moved to her calf; the touch of his hot lips on her skin was intoxicating. He trailed soft, lingering kisses up her knee and onto her thigh, his hot breath tickling the junction of her thighs. He then moved to kiss her other leg, trailing the same soft kisses, making her shiver as he discovered a weak spot behind her left knee.
This hot and cold game was driving Kelsey insane; she never knew her body parts could be used as arousal hot-spots, every nip or lick made her moan. Small electric shocks hit right there, that spot between her legs.
He sucked her hip bones and then trailed kisses up her stomach, planting in a kiss between her breasts and then biting her chin gently before kissing her lips deeply. The sweet, addictive sense of his kisses was so familiar and so strong to her, irresistible. How could she ever deny him anything?
Her arms naturally wrapped around his shoulders as they kissed leisurely, then heatedly, before he pulled away;
"If you don't like anything that I do, stop me." He commanded, searching her eyes.
"Okay." She whispered.
"Kelsey, please." His eyes begged her and she gulped and nodded.
"I'll tell you to stop." She added;
He took her hand and let her cup his cheek, then led her hand to his hair; her finger twined with his hair. "Feels good." He murmured, and then he collected her fingers to a fist and pulled a little. "It's okay, don't pull too hard because then it's painful."
She nodded and he smiled and kissed her again, her fingers rubbing his scalp gently, making him groan to her lips.
"My sweet Kelsey…" He bit her earlobe, she moaned and he sucked his way to the apex of her thighs. Before she could understand what he was planning, he licked her down there, his hands caressing her thighs.
"Spread your legs, kitten. Let me worship you." He begged and she agreed and (despite her embarrassment) spread her legs and - -
She shuddered;
It felt tingly and sweet in a painful kind of way. He didn't hurt her but she then realized how his actions, the soft licking, the light nibbling, were making her want more and more of this pleasure. So much more need was building and she didn't know how to quench it.
"Ryan…"
His mouth on her was as sweet as honey, he made her moan his name. Her hands flew to his hair, grasping him gently, then harder as she wanted more. His tongue dipped inside of her and she found herself grinding her pelvis against him. She felt like every part of her body was on fire, Ryan's fire, she closed her eyes arching her back wantonly. Nothing she has ever felt could compare to this feeling of pleasure and liberation, of natural intoxication;
"Ryan…" She moaned. "More."
She felt tension building up in her body, a sensation of divine pleasure that only grew. Nothing could be more pleasant, more satisfying, she was sure of it! Right now his hand held her down as his mouth found that little sensitive nub and gently sucked on it. Kelsey felt like her mind is about to explode, there was so much feel into everything, electricity going up and down her body, making her shiver, making her moan delightfully.
He licked his lips while gazed up at her from between her legs; was there a way she could want him any more than she already does? She wondered. Just the sight of him was making her want to push him down and - -
She gulped.
Right now, she wanted more of that unending pleasure he offered her with his mouth. There was no way this was going to stop now, not before she passed out or something. He plunged his mouth onto her again, his tongue teasing while his long hand massaged one of her breasts.
"Mm…Ryan…" She moaned, she couldn't help it;
She bit her lip, one of her hands was now in his hair, pulling a little, scratching a lot. He was smirking when he raised his head to look down at her again, his eyes seemed wicked, in a way, horny. It only made her want him more.
With the undying want, there was a terrible and yet so wonderful need building and Kelsey was sure she was delirious. She arched her back again and felt Ryan's hands pressing her down as his mouth brought her to the peak, calling his name as she came.
She panted, fighting to steady her breaths as her heated body started to cool down from the lustful pleasuring that Ryan did provide. Her eyes were still closed and her muscles strangely stiff.
Ryan crawled up between her legs, laying his weight on the arm he was now leaning against the mattress, right beside her shoulder. She barely opened her eyes and he crushed her lips with his, harshly. It was a little strange, tasting herself on his mouth and she couldn't help but wonder when it's going to be him who would taste himself on her mouth.
Yes, that was a very interesting thought;
"Best moment of my life." She sighed and heard him chuckle; she smiled and opened one eye to look at him, he was busy in kissing lazily that spot between her neck and shoulder, then he buried his nose between her breasts, licking the skin as he inhaled her scent;
"You're a goddess, kitten." He whispered to her skin. "I would please you till the end of days." He vowed to her.
She blushed.
"I thought this was supposed to be mutual?" She raised an eyebrow at him and he smirked.
"Don't worry, sweet thing, all in due time."
She laughed and hugged him as he now buried his face in her neck.
"My beautiful Kelsey." He murmured against her skin. "Nothing is sweeter than your taste on my lips." His fingers caressed her arm.
She blushed;
"Nothing is better than lying here with you." He kept murmuring, as if it were a prayer to her. The hard bulge that nestled between her legs said otherwise;
"I want to please you, too." She told him softly, making him plant a kiss on her chin and hover above her.
He was smiling and touched his nose to hers gently.
"One step at a time, Kitten." He whispered and kissed her lips gently, calmly.
"Why?"
"I used most of my control for now." He admitted as he stared into her eyes. "It took every drop of my strength to see you so beautifully wanton and not take you." He explained. "Even if I had a little control left, I won't last enough to teach you how to please me." He smiled sweetly.
"You break my defenses, my sweet."
She blushed.
"Come closer." He asked and when she pressed to his side he rolled them over, so that she was lying on top of him. Their bodies were aligned and so beautifully fitting. She smiled as she settled her head on his chest.
"Tired?" He chuckled and one of his arms wrapped her.
"Mhmm…" She nodded and yawned.
"Get some rest." He murmured. "I'll wake you up later."
"Thank you, Ryan." She murmured sleepily. "Thank you for everything." She drifted off; the beating of his heart lulling her to sleep.