Her Rising Saviour:

Chapter Eleven – Honeymoon


Sakura woke up wearing a large grin. At first, she didn't even want to open her eyes. But the sunlight was streaming through the window, warming her entire body. Not to mention the body she laid on top of...

Her smiled widened as she snuggled in closer to Syaoran. Her head followed the constant steady rise and fall of his chest as he breathed evenly, still asleep. She bit her lip and slowly turned her head to look up to him, careful not to disturb his sleep.

He was sleeping with a smile, his face looking peaceful. This made her smile even more. She slowly pulled a hand up and began to play with his hair, trying to push back the dark bangs from in front of his eyes. The hair only bounced back into place, making Syaoran's eyes twitch beneath his closed eyelids. Sakura stifled a laugh, but her body's small movement gave her away. A small moan left Syaoran's lips and his eyes slowly opened. He blinked a few times, and Sakura smiled at his drowsiness.

She pushed herself up him and kissed him lightly, "Good morning, handsome."

Syaoran blinked a few more times, trying to rid his sleep, then grinned. He began trailed his fingertips along her spin, "Good morning, beautiful." Then he reached between them and touched her stomach, a dreamy smile across his lips. He whispered, "Good morning, baby..."

Sakura smiled and took his hand, then stretched to kiss him again. This time, she deepened it. Against her thigh, she could feel his morning wood hardening even more. She giggled and pulled back, a twinkle in her eyes, "Ready for round two?"

Syaoran grinned, about to nod, and then suddenly froze. The look of shame washed across his face and he looked away, frowning. Sakura frowned as well, and reached out to touch his cheek, "Syaoran, what's wrong?"

He sighed angrily and closed his eyes, "I am so sorry, Sakura. I was horrible to you last night..."

Sakura raised herself onto her forearms and frowned, confused. "What?"

"When I made all these plans to buy this place and come out, I wanted to make love to you, especially after we waited all that time," Syaoran explained quietly, as if pained and shamed. "After all this time, it was going to be a slow, passionate love making. It was going to be sweet and soft. Instead, I took you like an animal and practically fucked you." He lowered his voice, "I'm sorry."

"Hey," Sakura scolded. She placed a hand on either side of his face and turned so he was facing her again. But his eyes were still downcast. "Hey, look at me," she waited until he did and smiled softly. She brushed her lips against his softly, "I am, by far, not complaining. I was just as much of an 'animal' as you were last night. We were both just too needy. Don't you dare apologize for that." A new light glistened in her eyes and she pressed her lips to his again, "Last night was...amazing...to put it plainly."

A slow, almost timid, smile appeared across Syaoran's face. He held her tighter and kissed her gently but passionately. "How did I get you?"

Sakura giggled, "I could ask you the same thing." She wiggled her hips evilly against his morning erection, earning a small growl from Syaoran. Sakura was instantly ready, "So...round two?"

Syaoran's eyes glazed over with lust as he caught her gaze. Though he knew he wanted to, he shook his head. When she pouted, he smiled and kissed her forehead. "Perhaps breakfast first?"

Sakura pouted and whined, making circles around one of his nipples, "But I can have something to eat in here..."

Syaoran felt himself twitch at her sexual innuendo. He was about to respond when he heard her stomach growl lightly. He felt her stiffen above him, and he chuckled. "Well, apparently, the baby wants to eat now...not later. And I can almost promise you that it'll wantfood, not 'Cock a la Li'."

Sakura grumbled something before lifting herself off of Syaoran. Syaoran grinned, watching her nakedly walk around the bedroom. Their luggage was still in the car, and so she was obviously looking for something to wear. She found his button-down shirt from previous day's events wrinkled on the ground and slipped it on, doing up all but the top three buttons, showing off much of her cleavage. She was going to tease him, she smirked inwardly. She also knew the bottom of the shirt barely covered her ass, and so when she bent over to retrieve Syaoran's boxers, she heard him groan loudly.

She inwardly giggled and tossed him the boxers. "I'm going to start breakfast then, okay? You can go shower..." she suggested, eyeing his large erection.

Syaoran followed her eyes and quickly threw the boxers over it, trying to futilely hide it. She giggled as he jumped out of bed and tugged on his boxers. He went over and placed his hands on her hips, then kissed her forehead gingerly. "I can take care of breakfast. You shower first."

Sakura purposely pressed herself against his pelvis. He instantly tightened his grip on her hips and groaned quietly. Sakura giggled, "Nu-uh...You shower first. I'll go make breakfast. I'm feeling like some eggs this morning...Oh! With chives and cheese and...mmm...I want crumpets! Ohh, I definitely want crumpets this morning. With strawberry red-currant jam! Yummmm!"

Syaoran chuckled, "I got someone to stock the house with food early yesterday, so everything should all be in the kitchen."

With one last kiss, they parted ways. Syaoran rushed outside and quickly grabbed their suitcases, then grabbed a towel from his bag and made his way to the bathroom. Sakura went immediately to the kitchen. She put on an apron she found hanging up, then went hunting for her supplies.

Much to her joy, she found a package of crumpets and placed two in the toaster oven. Then she went to the fridge and grabbed the eggs, old cheddar cheese and milk, deciding on scrambled eggs. In the kitchen window grew fresh herbs, which she grinned at. She always wanted a little herb garden. She cut some fresh chives and quickly added them to her egg mix. Lastly, she found some ham and cut it into ham-steaks to fry up.

She set the table, each plate having eggs, ham and a crumpet, along with fresh fruit – strawberries and green grapes. She made some coffee for Syaoran and grabbed some orange juice for herself. She was just placing the cups onto the table when two hands wrapped around her waist.

"Mmm," Syaoran moaned hungrily, "it smells so good."

Sakura giggled, "Me or the food?"

Syaoran's lips touched her neck, "Both."

"I can't smell that good," Sakura rolled her eyes. "I haven't been able to shower yet. I must stink."

Syaoran ran his nose along her shoulder and inhaled deeply, then sighed. "Nope...You smell perfect. The smell of after-sex...Mmmm..."

Sakura tinged pink and gently pulled away from Syaoran. She could see the crooked grin across his lips and shook her head, then directed him toward his breakfast. While eating, they held hands across the table.

When finished, Syaoran took both of their plates to the kitchen, rinsed them off and placed them into the dishwasher. When he turned, Sakura was there. He smiled and held out his arms to her, which she gladly went into. He kissed the top of her head, "How about we go swimming? The water will be nice and warm. I asked Tomoyo to pack you a bathing suit."

Sakura grinned and agreed, then bounced into the bedroom. She grabbed her suitcase and opened it, then gasped at its contents. She didn't recognize any of the clothes inside. They were all new, that was obvious, and Sakura had half the mind to scold Tomoyo. But the tags said they were from her own company, so Sakura relaxed and riffled through everything. She found a brown peasant-styled skirt and beautiful white, flowy cotton shirt. She laid those out for later, perhaps, and instead grabbed a pair of flip-flops and a bikini. It was white, much to her dismay. She hated white bathing suits; they always showed everything. But she couldn't find any others, so she slipped it on. She grabbed the bathing suit cover she found – a light blue with beading along the neckline – and a towel. She slipped on the flip-flops and met Syaoran in the living room.

He was already changed, so she presumed he had changed in the bathroom. He wore everest green trunks with white flames coming up the side. They sunk low, revealing the defined v-shaped muscle that led to his goods. She bit her lip, hoping she could dispose of them quickly.

"You ready?" Syaoran snapped her out of her thoughts. She nodded, as he wrapped an arm around her waist to lead her through the back sliding-glass door and down toward the beach.

The sand was beautifully white, the sunbeams glistening off it like small shards of glass. The water rolled in and out of the beach slowly, peacefully. And Syaoran was right, Sakura realized as she took a step into the water; the water was nice and warm. Relaxing and refreshing. She sighed at it's wonderful feeling.

Syaoran walked through the calm water and came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He pulled himself close to her and sighed as he rested his chin on her shoulder. He began drawing small circles around her stomach, imagining the little miracle growing inside her. He heard Sakura sigh softly, then her hand reached back and began running her fingers through his hair. He closed his eyes in pleasure.

"What do you think it'll be like?" Her voice whispered softly, almost covered by the softly lapping waves.

"What will what be like?" Syaoran asked, not moving an inch.

"Everything," she responded quietly. "The baby...parenthood...everything."

Syaoran smiled and moved his head to kiss the crook of her neck, "It's all going to be amazing. We're going to be the best parents there are for the baby. It, he or she, will be spoiled, but not too spoiled like a rich brat. It'll be polite, but not arrogant. It'll be respectful, but not up-tight. It'll be loved and adored and read to and held. Parenthood will be amazing. Sakura, sweetie, you'll be the perfect mother. So nurturing and caring...you'll be perfect."

Sakura slowly smiled. She leaned her head sideways to rest it against his and laced her fingers through his on her stomach. "And you'll be the perfect, most amazing father." She paused and smiled, her thoughts running away on her. "What do you think it'll look like?"

"Hmm..." Syaoran mused. "Well, if it's a girl...it'll have your eyes and hair. But my brains," he smirked at that. "If it's a boy, my hair...but still your eyes. Again, my brains, but also my good looks." Sakura gently elbowed him and he forged hurt. "No, honestly, no matter what...it's going to be beautiful. I mean, look at us! Of course it's going to be beautiful."

Sakura smiled softly, "I always imagined our baby boy looking just like you. Like a miniature version of you."

Syaoran chuckled, "No, it has to have your eyes. Bottomless green...like a precious jewel. Like the warmest ocean. Like the fresh spring flowers." He sighed, and murmured softly, "You're eyes."

Sakura couldn't help the large smile that played across her lips. But suddenly, she stiffened. Her reaction made Syaoran stiffen and his arms tighten around her protectively on instinct. She sighed and turned around in his arms. She looked up into his eyes and read the worry and confusion there.

Sakura felt her insides twist. She needed to make one last thing clear. "Syaoran..."

He started running his fingertips along her cheek lovingly, his slight frown evidence of his confusion. He murmured softly, "Yes, my lovely wife?"

Sakura resisted the urge to blush and forced herself to hold his gaze. She reached up and grasped his hand, stopping his movements. She saw the small pucker of a frown come onto his lips. "Syaoran, I need to make sure you understood what I said yesterday. I love you, and I need you to stop blaming yourself for the...the crap in my past. I don't blame you...So you shouldn't either. My actions were stupid and reckless. Closing myself off...Running into another's arms...Listening to that jerk...That was all me. Not you. I take full resp – "

Syaoran pulled his hand from her grasp and placed a finger onto her lips to stop her. He looked down into her wide, emotional eyes, and knew his eyes were hurtful and pleading. He slowly pulled his finger away and leaned down to kiss her slowly and passionately. When he pulled away, he looked down at her intensely. "And I love you, but I will only promise you that under one condition."

Sakura frowned, "No, there is no condition. I need you to – "

"Yes, there is," Syaoran cut her off. He watched her mouth open to retaliate, then close as he glared at her softly. "If I am to forget and stop blaming myself...Then you must do the same. We were both at fault, no matter what you say or think. So I want you to stop blaming yourself. I want us both to forget it."

Sakura slowly smiled timidly, "A new beginning?" She asked in a small voice.

Syaoran grinned and kissed her forehead. "A new beginning."

Sakura grinned as well, then placed her hands on the back of his head and pushed his face to hers. He didn't fight her efforts at all, and tightened his arms around her, flushing her up against his strong body. The kiss turned hungry and passionate and needy not two seconds after it began. Sakura grasped his hair, making Syaoran groan into her hot mouth. As soon as his lips parted with that groan, Sakura's tongue dove in and explored. They both groaned at the touch.

Syaoran pulled away, panting like a maniac. He looked down at her, but moaned and had to close his eyes. Her lips were swollen and coloured from their kiss, making him want her even more. He pressed his forehead to hers and loosened his grasp on her.

"I...I can't," he whimpered in a strain. "I can't...won't...take you like this again. I won't do what I did last night."

Sakura seemed to understand. She raised herself to his ear and whispered softly, "Then make love to me, Syaoran."

Syaoran groaned and pulled her onto the beach again, holding her hand. There was still the rush, but he was trying to control himself. And in all honesty, the way she had just spoken, there was almost nothing stopping him from taking her on the beach right there.

He opened the door, had a foot through it, and stopped. He turned to Sakura, an evil glint in his eyes. Before she could question it, however, she found her feet leave the ground. She squealed in surprise as Syaoran hoisted her into his arms, his arms under her shoulder-blades and knees. Afraid of falling, her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck.

"Syaoran!" She squealed, slightly frightened that he'd drop her. "What are y – ?"

His lips brushed against hers softly, making her stop. She could still feel the need flowing through him, but his touch was so tender. It was like he thought she would break with any rough movement.

He brushed his lips against hers again. He whispered softly against her lips, sending shivers down her spine. "I didn't get to carry you over the threshold properly yesterday."

Sakura blushed crimson, but didn't argue. She simply tightened her hold on his neck and he smiled. Their gazes locked and stayed glued to one another as he walked her through the doorway and shut the door with his foot. She didn't even realize they were in the bedroom until he stopped and was slowly lowering her onto the bed, their eyes still locked on one another.

He began by raining kisses along her face, letting his lips flutter across her skin. "Tonight..." he said softly between kisses, "...I will show you..." another few kisses, "...just how much..." another few, "...I..." one kiss, "...love..." and another, "...you."

Sakura sighed softly as she began running her hands slowly along his back. She closed her eyes and enjoyed his soft kisses whispering against her skin.

Slowly, his kisses left her face and began travelling down. Along her jaw, down her neck, across her collarbone, above the top crests of her breasts...

His hands reached behind her neck to untie her bikini top. He carefully tugged it off, and Sakura felt his moan travel through his body. She was laying in the centre of the bed, his legs on either side of her hips. She could feel his arousal grow through his thin board shorts.

He leaned back down and continued his kisses from where he left off. He left a trail down toward her left breast. When he got to its delicate centre, he kissed the soft pink bud there. His hand reached up and began softly caressing the side of her right breast as his lips wrapped around the small pink bead on its twin.

Sakura's back arched toward him, trying to press his lips closer to her chest. Her left nipple was in his mouth as her right breast was being caressed softly. She could feel herself becoming more and more wet as she began trying to rub her legs together. She began gasping and mewing softly, her sounds almost unheard.

Just when Sakura thought she was going to scream, the warmth of his mouth on her was gone and his trail of kisses continued. He left a trail down her stomach toward her centre. When he got to his destination, he slipped his fingers on either side of her bikini bottoms.

"These will have to go," he murmured before slowly pulling them down her legs and casting them aside. He sighed at the sight of her glistening centre, then gently kissed the skin just above her pubic bone. She mewed again.

He crawled above her again and softly, passionately kissed her. It wasn't lustful. It wasn't needy or wanting or hunger-driven. No, this kiss was full of emotion, just not those. It was love and adoration and passion. It told secrets to one another, such as I love you and I'll always need you and Don't ever leave me. And, of course, since there were secrets, there were answers; I love you too and Not as much as I'll need you and Not even if I could.

Sakura began tugging at his swimming trunks, and Syaoran got the hint. He stood up and pulled off his trunks, then crawled above her once more. Their kiss continued, the same as before with much of the same secrets and responses.

Sakura began running her fingertips down his treasure-trail and along his length. She felt him shiver under her touch as he groaned into her mouth, encouraging her to continue her ministrations. His fingers began to caress up her leg and encircled her hip bone. Sakura slowly began to spread her legs as if she had no say in her body's reactions. Syaoran felt himself brush up against her wetness and twitched, then moaned.

Sakura ran her palms up along his pelvis toward his hips, grasping him slightly. She pulled away from his kiss and met his blazing eyes. "Please?"

Syaoran couldn't fight it off anymore. He kissed her once more, then dove into her with one thrust.

They both moaned at the contact, feeling one with each other. It was amazing. Nothing could compare to it. Not anything written or spoken. Nothing at all.

He began to move slowly, their eyes locked. He peppered her face with soft kisses again, merely brushing his lips against her skin like a soft feather. "I love you," he'd whisper against her skin. "I love you."

"I love you, too," she'd whisper back, her words coming out more of a strangled moan than whisper. "Forever."

What seemed like forever later, Syaoran felt the intense bubble begin to grow in the bottom of his stomach, knotting its way throughout him. He gave a small groan, his thrusts becoming more frantic and quick, though not rough.

Sakura felt this, and immediately she felt her orgasm building. She grasped his forearms tightly, feeling him go a bit deeper every time.

"Syaoran..." it was between a moan and a whimper.

"I know, sweetie," he grunted.

"I'm gonna..." she didn't get to finish because he caught her lips in a kiss a bit rougher than before, but again, not lustful. It was loving, caring and soft even if a bit more hungry this time. She quickly joined in, both of them moaning into one another's mouth.

Syaoran pulled away just enough to say, "Come with me, Sakura, please...I need you to..." before latching his mouth to hers again.

His final words was all it took. Sakura came, hard, her walls tightening around him. At the slightest movement from her walls, Syaoran felt himself ready and released at the same time Sakura did. Syaoran had to pull away from her mouth and let his head fall onto her shoulder, pressing his lips to her skin every once in a while. He thrust into her twice more as they rode out their orgasm together before he collapsed onto her, both of them heaving and glistening.

Sakura began playing with his hair as he wrapped his arms protectively around her. She pressed her lips to the top of his head in all different places.

"Wow..." she breathed heavily.

Syaoran closed his eyes, caressing her side. "I don't want to move."

Sakura brushed her lips to his temple, "Then don't."

Though he knew he had to, so he moved as little as possible. He removed himself from her – both moaned in annoyance at the loss of contact and oneness – and removed his weight off of her. He laid beside her, pressing himself to her side. He draped an arm across her stomach and rested his head on her chest, letting his head rise and fall with each of her quick breaths. He could hear her heartbeat and smiled at its rapid sound, knowing that he was the reason for it. That he was the only reason for it.

Sakura wrapped her arms around him, letting her fingers rake through his hair slowly and tenderly as she fluttered kisses through his hair again.

They fell asleep like that, listening to one another's unspoken thoughts. They didn't need to speak to let the other know their feelings and thoughts. As if they were having a silent conversation again, like with their kiss from before.

I love you. Sakura peppered kisses on top of his head.

Syaoran listened to her heart race. Always.


Author's Note: Okay...my deepest apologies for the later than expected update. I wanted to post this earlier but wasn't quite in the mood to write a lemon these past few days (don't know if I'm alone in this, but you have to kind'a be in the mood to write a lemon...)

Also, if there are any mistakes...I take full responsibility. But I DO ask you all to put xXShining ShadowXx in your thoughts and prayers tonight as she deals with a worrying time.

And lastly...my bad news U.U Due to the hard economic times, the bill for my internet access has been put on hold until my family can catch up on some more important bills. I don't know when I'll be able update next. I'll try for a week or so by bringing the laptop to various friend's houses and cafes, but I can't make any promises. Hopefully this won't last too long.

Hope the lemon was good ^.^ Please leave a review!!

XOX, Riva


P.S - while I'm away, if anyone is looking for good lemons...I'd advise you to go to visit the authors 'EvilClonesRSmexy' ^.- If you like hawt lemons and cute fluff (LOL...but mostly lemons ^.-), then you won't be disappointed in Play With Me. The story has one last chapter to go, and then we'll be putting up something new!!! Yaay!

Or a shameless plug I have...If you like the angsty SxS fics, I'd suggest 'swallowingtears' ("Mei Ling's) story Blossom in a Gilded Cage. Warning of extremely mature content and fairly dark ideas from Syaoran. But it's an awsome fic!! I adore it.

~ "Chiharu", of ECRS


Next Chappie... -sigh- All great things must come to an end, even awesome honeymoons. Depression...And so, our lovely couple is back at work. Eriol is working on Rika's case, and Syaoran's been placed on a new case. And you'll never guess who comes to the office...