His hands ran down her neck, his fingers slightly slipping beneath her sun dress, she blushed brightly but still kissed him back, her hands slipping underneath his t-shirt. She lifted his t-shirt, he blushed but let her do as she pleased, at the moment their minds where foggy, too clouded with passion and desire. His hands managed to undo the buttons on her dress and slip the material slowly down her shoulders. Her hands ran down his torso and her fingers tackled his belt buckle. His hands brushed over her breasts as he made his way to wrap his arms around her waist. Their hasty kisses where broken as they both stepped out of the clothes that where now around their feet. He pulled her gently back against him and kissed down her neck, she moaned as his hands cupped her breasts and his lips tackled her neck. Her fingers clutched his shoulders tightly as he lifted her up, his hands on her hips as she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.
"Sakura" Syaoran said as he pressed her against him and the wall. "As much as I am enjoying this, shouldn't we go slower?" she smiled and kissed his cheek.
"No this pace is fine" he smiled. She let herself down and took his hand; she tugged him towards the stairs. He knew where she was going to take him.
"Our clothes?" he asked. She rolled her eyes and quickly gathered them in her arms, pulling him towards the stairs, making him hurry. They both laughed, making their way up the stairs, at the moment embarrassment was forgotten. She kissed him closing her door and dropping their clothes. Maybe her mother wouldn't mind. She loved Syaoran dearly and he loved her dearly too.
He laid her down on her bed and climbed on top of her. His hands roamed over her body. Her back arched against him. His lips kissed down her throat and across her collarbone. Their hands removed all their clothes, embarrassed blushes and stuttered words of embarrassment passed between them. He kissed and massaged each of her breasts, moans escaping her mouth, her back arching, and her fingers digging into her duvet cover. "Sakura, are you sure?" he asked positioning himself between her legs, she looked up at him, her cheeks flustered and red, her eyes sparkling. Should she break that promise? They have come this far, would he be angry? She took a deep breath.