I had another idea, but I decided that I liked this one better. Sorry I havn't been as busy as far as updating goes, but, it's finals week, I'm sure most of you understand. Today was my last of all that shit though, so expect a lot more updates with the summer practicallyhere now xD
There was something about the way he made love to her that was different from the rest of the men she'd slept with. Maybe it was the way he stared at her face from the moment they start to the second they finish, instead of her chest and the rest of her tones body. Or maybe it was how gentle he was, not hasty and lusty like the rest of them. Whatever it was, she knew that she'd been looking for it. She wouldn't say that she hadn't enjoyed all of those drunk one night stands; it was just a change, a good change.
He never jumped into things, and he always let her stay in control, always matched her pace. He never went where she didn't want to go, or made her feel uncomfortable. He kissed her gently, held her as if she were a piece of glass.
On this particular night, Motoko let her imagination wander, and she pulled a few thoughts out of the dark depths of her cybernetic mind. She knew she shouldn't think, especially now of all times, because this was something that might never come again…once in a life time. She never knew she could enjoy being with him this much, never expected. She found that there wasn't one thing she was unhappy with, when she could usually pick out a man's flaws with just one look at him.
She found nothing wrong with the way he turned her around after she tugged him into her bedroom, and pushed her against the door and intensified their exchange. She didn't have a problem with the way he ran his leg up in between hers, causing her to softly sigh into his mouth, something that is near impossible to achieve with her. She didn't have a problem with the way he gently pulled her over to her bed and laid down, pulling her on top of him, so that she could be in control. She didn't have a problem with the way she straddled his hips and ran her hands through his hair.
She took pleasure in the way he allowed her to pull the hair tie out of his hair, letting it fall loosely around his face. She liked the way his touch made her back arch up against his body. She savored the feeling of his hands gently caressing the sensitive skin of her breasts. She didn't object to him nipping at her ear during the climax of their exchange, or openly moaning his name into his ear, her voice a soft cry. And she didn't care that they might have made the biggest mistake of their lives. For just this once, she let everything go, and concentrated on what they both wanted.
When it all came to an end, they lay side by side, his hand running gently through her purple locks, almost as if he was trying to lull her to sleep. No words were spoken since they entered the bedroom, except for the two of them softly whispering each others names throughout the night. She felt her eyes grow heavy after a while, shifting her head slightly closer to him, so that her head was in the crook of his arm. She wrapped his arm around her shoulders gently, slowly, in case she was to object, but she didn't. She smiled slightly to herself, realizing something. If this were a mistake, she was glad she made it. She knew that love was hard to find, and that if she found it in her misstep, then she was pretty damn lucky…and she could live with that.
Well, that' as happily ever after as their gonna get ;) I can just see Batou being gentle with her, letting her have control of the situation. It' just something he would do. And I know that some of you will be like… "All the other men she slept with?" I know that theirs that whole issue with her being bisexual, but that was never proven up front in the series, just in the manga. So I just pretended that little issue wasn't there, so I hope you guys can do the same :P