A/N: Enjoy angels.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN OR PROFIT FROM THIS STORY. THIS IS FOR RECREATIONAL PURPOSES ONLY AND DO NOT INTEND TO TAKE OWNERSHIP OF THE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS OF TARZAN THAT BELONG TO SIR EDGAR RICE BURROUGHS AND DISNEY.

Tarzan turned away from Jane, trying to process everything she has said. Would he really leave his whole life to be with Jane? He has known her for only a few months but he feels his place is beside her. Losing her is something he did not want to think about. His thoughts became obscured as his breathing quickened and his head fell slightly down, his entire body felt heavy until Jane placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Tarzan…I'm sorry. I couldn't ask you to do something so drastic. I'm…I'm being selfish."

"No," Tarzan did not let Jane say anything further as he turned his attention back on her, "I will be with Jane," Tarzan took Jane's hand and squeezed it gently with his own seeing her face light up with glee. She could not hold back elation as she swiftly wrapped her arms around his neck, sitting in his lap. His hands wrapped around her back, holding on to her as if to never let her go. Jane buried her head between his neck and shoulder, her smile was felt on Tarzan's skin as he could not keep back a grin of joy.

She pulled herself back from his body gazing straight in to his eyes and she lost all control. Jane quickly planted her lips on his, her hands made their way up in to his thick dreads, locks passing through her fingers. Tarzan did not hesitate for a moment squeezing her tighter as she kissed him deeper, her lips traveling along his.

He became overwhelmed as his grip loosened, his hands gently and slowly gliding down her back, the clothes in between his palms and her skin. He could not contain his composure as he felt something else stirring in him. His abdomen was experiencing a sensation he could not describe or control, something he felt he would have to release.

Jane was panting in between breaths, not allowing for much halting between their kiss, giving him everything she could. Tarzan's lips kept the pace she set as she released one hand from his locks and moved her fingers down his neck, the sensation releasing a twinge in Tarzan, his lips left Jane's as he groaned slightly underneath his breath, and his eyes began to focus on her chest the rapid movement over her clothes from her erratic breathing.

He shifted his eyes to Jane, seeing her delicate panting as her cheeks were flushed with blood, a deep red overtaking them. Tarzan could not control himself from the sight before him.

Jane looked even more beautiful.

One hand made its way slowly up her back, keeping more pressure as he came up, wanting her to feel his hand against her skin as his palm came in contact with her bare flesh on the back of her neck, his fingertips giving way to a tingling sensation that sent shocks down Jane's spine.

Jane became powerless to his touch as she pushed her body against his, Tarzan's back making contact with the mattress. He could not contain any more of his primal instincts as he gripped Jane's neck and pulled her in to him, his lips smashing in to hers, his other arm not allowing for Jane to escape his grip.

Jane could barely breath above Tarzan, her hand curled behind his head as her other hand slowly followed his jaw line, Tarzan gasping at her touch.

He felt unable to continue anything with her above him. With one quick move he turned the situation around, Jane on her back and Tarzan's body hovering over her. He allowed himself to gaze at her again, watching her breathing become more erratic as he began to realize he did not know what he was to do next. Jane saw the hesitation slowly creep behind his eyes as she released her arms from him and placed her hands on her shirt, her fingers gripping at the ends. She slowly began to lift the shirt above her and Tarzan caught on, stopping her, moving her hands away from her shirt.

He kissed her lips gently before picking himself up, sitting up slightly not losing contact with Jane. He placed his hands on Jane's hips, slowly moving his palms up, keeping them at her sides, moving them beneath her shirt, taking the cloth with him as his hands moved further up her body.

Jane was overwhelmed by his touch as she moaned, biting her lips immediately to contain any more unplanned noises. Tarzan became almost weak from the moan as his breathing intensified with each second he kept his hands on Jane's bare skin. He felt an uncontainable heat spread throughout his groin watching Jane slowly close her eyes, relishing every inch higher Tarzan was heading, her shirt almost to her chest.

Tarzan pushed the shirt further, revealing her breasts contained within her bra, something completely new to Tarzan's eyes. Jane moved her arms allowing the shirt to slip off her head and tossed it on the floor. Tarzan inspected the unfamiliar sight before moving a finger underneath the middle of the bra picking it up slightly. The tougher material slipped from his fingertip, snapping on to Jane's skin.

"Oww…" Jane hissed slightly, chuckling.

"Jane?"

"It's alright. I got it," Jane spoke pushing her upper body to sit up; Tarzan moved back a little watching Jane closely. Her arms wrapped behind her back, a gentle wiggle and the straps loosened as he saw Jane rapidly catch the falling material, not allowing for any exposure.

Tarzan placed his hands on top of hers; his eyes glowed with an intensity that sent a wave of uncertainty yet pleasure throughout her body. Jane began breathing more erratically as she noticed Tarzan's loin cloth raised and her heart nearly leapt out of her chest as she averted her eyes back to Tarzan's who did not break his gaze on her.

He only needed to utter her name once more to allow him to remove her bra, exposing her bare breasts to the warm night air. Jane spared no time waiting for him to figure out how to unbutton her shorts as she took care of that, sliding them down her thighs. Tarzan glided his palms down her thighs following her hands until her shorts were completely off.

His attention once again on her face as he lowered her back down on to the mattress, her arms once again wrapped around his neck, her hands becoming lost in his hair. Tarzan's hands kept their grip on her hips until he realized there was one more item of clothing he was forgetting, his own. He took his hands away from her skin as he began to move to his cloth but was halted by Jane's hands gripping at his wrists. She moved them away, lifting herself up slightly to remove his cloth, allowing for his bare erection to come in to full view, Jane almost losing her breath from the sight.

He was bigger than she expected, his groin trembling delicately. She followed his abdomen to his chest watching his torso move erratically, his breathing almost uncontrollable. She quickly slipped out of her underwear, allowing for nothing to hide between them. Tarzan lowered himself on to her, his hands at the sides of her face, his lips hovering over her own until he placed them upon hers again, this time the feeling was different, almost animalistic in the force.

He put slightly more force behind his kiss, Jane unable to catch her breathe from his lips pressed firmly against hers. His hands began to travel again, this time to her hips, lifting them up slightly, allowing for a better angle. Jane knew what was coming next and she swiftly got Tarzan's attention, her hands pressed firmly on his chest almost wanting to push him away, but not able to.

"Tarzan…I…" Jane could barely make out any words her breathing was so choppy. Tarzan saw the hesitation in her eyes. He released one hand from her hips and placed his palm gently on her face. He did not utter another word as he felt her hands back away from his chest, slowly collapsing towards the mattress.

Tarzan was too overwhelmed by the moment as he did not think clearly and gripped her hips tightly, allowing for penetration, filling her completely.

Jane uncontrollably flinched from the almost forceful intrusion, her eyes shut with pain, her face scrunched slightly, as she gripped the sheets of the mattress firmly in her hands. Tarzan did not see her expression as one palm fell to the mattress for support while the other kept Jane at the right angle, Tarzan beginning to thrust without control.

Jane moved her face to the side; her eyes still squeezed shut as she placed the back of her hand against her lips, not letting any groans of pain escape her lips. Tarzan increased the pace every few thrusts, as he began to lose control of himself, of his thoughts, his animalistic side taking control until the urge to lift his head slightly to get a glimpse of Jane stopped him from moving.

Jane's face no longer looked that of what he had seen when his hands crept up her sides, now she looked in pain. Tarzan immediately realized what was happening and did not proceed his hand scrambling to move Jane's hand away from her lips.

Tarzan's touch startled Jane slightly as she turned her head to look at Tarzan who had a panic-stricken gape plastered on his face, his hand softly caressing Jane's jawline, making his way back up to her cheek. He knew he hurt her, knew that what he did was wrong. He did not move inside her any more, trying to do anything to make it better.

"Jane…I hurt you…I…I am sorry," He uttered his words shaky, his hand did not want to leave her face. Jane could not believe the look Tarzan was giving her, almost as if he has committed a terrible injustice; he gazed at her in complete remorse.

"Tarzan, it's alright. I will be alright," Jane reassured Tarzan, knowing that there was no way he realized what was happening inside her. She smiled at him, extending her hand to his face, leaving her palm against his cheek, his face leaning in to her hand as his eyes closed slowly. Jane was completely taken by Tarzan, by his complete naivety and instant gentleness.

Tarzan lowered himself to feel Jane's lips against his own once again, allowing for only his lips to move. Jane grabbed Tarzan's locks in her hands, tilting his head slightly to allow her better access to his lips, parting them slightly. Tarzan's hands crept below her chest again, his palms gently resting on her hips triggering a delicate moan escaping between her lips on to his own. Suddenly he felt her fingers grip at his back, pushing him closer to her body. She released her lips from Tarzan's.

"It's okay Tarzan."

Tarzan was hesitant to begin again but he felt a sensation well up in his groin. He lifted himself up again, on hand kept on Jane's hips while the other against the mattress, slowly moving his erection inside her again, but this time as he looked at Jane, she did not have a contorted look upon her face.

Her breathing began to become erratic, moaning with every thrust Tarzan instilled inside her, his breathing matching her own. Her body began to move with his pace, her back slowly arched from the motion inside her. Her breasts swelled slightly keeping the same rhythm in movement as the rest of her body.

Tarzan clenched his teeth from the sensation of him inside her, filling her tightness and feeling her warm body against his own.

Jane found Tarzan's hand on the mattress and gripped it, her moans becoming louder and more frequent. Tarzan took this as a sign that he should continue. His arms began to tremble as he thrust quicker inside her, enveloping deep inside Jane, her moans turning in to quick blurts of pleasure. His own mouth allowed groans and muffled grunts to escape with his thrusts, her skin against his making him lose himself in her.

The quicker he thrust, the more her back arched, her lone hands almost tearing at the sheets as she felt a hotness begin to spread out from her core, beginning to shake all the muscles inside her uncontrollably.

Tarzan felt something ready to come over the edge inside as he made one more move to deepen the sensation. He let his hand move underneath her where her back arched, pulling her in to him as the force of her groin and thighs colliding against him drove him past his limit.

Tarzan's body jerked forward, his hand catching him before he fell on top of Jane, releasing himself into her, a grumble escaped his lips, his back twitching slightly as he felt Jane tremble underneath him.

Jane released a moan louder than she wanted, her abdomen twitching against Tarzan, her hands gripping the mattress sheets so ferociously, tearing a hole on each side, her thighs shaking against Tarzan's, her breathing halted for an instant.

Tarzan felt unable to hold himself up as he fell delicately against Jane's breasts, a giggle escaping her lips from his hair spreading across her chest, and she lost her hands within his dreads. Tarzan's hands gripped Jane's back, keeping a firm hold as he rest there, Jane securely in his arms.