A/n: Thanks to my wonderful reviewers. Just a heads up that this whole chapter is most definitely M rated.
Lance pulled Allura into one of the darkened, little used side hallways between the kitchen and his room. Pushing her against the wall, he pressed his lips to hers and found her a willing participant in the deep, passionate kiss. With the lingering cooking smells no longer hanging in the air, he could smell only her with every breath through his nose. Her arms were tight around his neck, pulling him into her. He dropped the shirt he was carrying as he buried his hands in her hair; he loved the way it fell freely when she wasn't wearing her crown. She was so beautiful, so irresistible, so…perfect.
It felt as if a dam had broken, releasing all the pent up desire he had ever felt for Allura. The fact that she had launched herself across the kitchen counter at him not long before seemed to indicate that her inhibitions had flowed through a similar rupture. This was more than he ever could have hoped for, yet still less than what he truly wanted. But the night was still young. He pressed his entire body against her as he repeatedly ran his fingers through her silky hair, never losing contact with her mouth.
She pulled back after a few blissful minutes. "We shouldn't…not here…"
He trailed his mouth along her jawline, kissing his way to her ear. "Whole castle's gonna know by morning."
"Vince and Larmina won't…"
"No, but you know they're gonna tell Daniel." He stroked his hands down her sides as he kissed his way down the curve of her neck. "And someone from medical's gonna overhear and tell someone else, who's gonna tell someone else." He felt her robe drop to the floor and pool around their feet. "And once housekeeping or the castle guards hear, it's gonna be everywhere. So hiding is kinda moot at this point."
She suddenly pushed him away. He was about to protest when he saw her wicked smile. "There's still no need to put ourselves in a position to be interrupted again."
"So…my room or yours?"
"Yours is closer."
She was sitting on his bed a few short minutes later, looking slightly less confident than she had in the hall. He considered doing something to make his erection less obvious as he sat beside her, but it was a losing proposition. Although he had been dreaming about this moment almost since landing on Arus all those years before, he hesitated. "I don't want you to feel like…I won't be disappointed if you don't want to go further. I totally understand if you aren't ready."
"But I am." Her hand on his cheek was more tentative than it had been in the kitchen or hallway. "I love you."
"And I love you, Allura, but that doesn't mean we have to rush into…" She cut him off as she leaned into him, brushing her lips against his. A moment later, they were stretched out side by side on top of the covers. She draped a leg over him and pushed her hips against him. Without waiting for more encouragement, he slipped his hand under the waistband of her pants. He paused as his fingertips encountered a small patch of soft curls. He was so close, so close… "You're sure?"
"Please…" His fingers slipped into her wetness as she thrust her hips forward. "Oh!"
He continued to kiss her as he worked his fingers against her. To his surprise, her own hand was rubbing against the front of his pants. He knew he could explode from even that limited contact. "Allura…"
"Make love to me, Lance."
"It's your first time." He was careful not to make it a question as he withdrew his hand and pulled her tank top over her head.
"Yes."
He knelt on the bed between her parted thighs and looked down at her. "You are so beautiful." Her breasts fit perfectly in his cupped hands but he hesitated to go further. "We don't have to…"
Her eyes were serious, pleading. "I want this, Lance. I want you."
The last fragments of his resistance disappeared as he leaned down to kiss her. He suddenly felt like she wouldn't be the only one experiencing something completely new tonight.
Allura bit her lip as she felt Lance slide her pajama pants down her legs. Although she had long imagined this day, her impressions of what it would be like had been vague and ambiguous. How could she have known that her heart would pound uncontrollably with every new touch, that each look would set off a fluttering shiver through her entire body? She had never even been naked in front of another person and now Lance was kissing his way up her bare legs, setting off a small electric shock with each small contact.
He paused halfway up her body. "You are…wow."
"Lance, what are you…are we going to…?"
"Oh, yeah." He suddenly dipped his head between her legs. His lips and tongue worked against her inner thighs. "We'll get you nice and wet first."
"Are you…" Her mind flashed back to something she'd run across during a computer search she'd felt was terribly improper. "Are you going to eat my pussy?"
His head popped up, his eyebrows nearly disappearing under his hair. "What?"
"I'm sorry, was that not…?"
"That's exactly what I'm about to do." He grinned and his tongue flicked out to tease her for just a second. "I just didn't expect that kind of language from you."
She felt fresh heat spread over her skin. "Even princesses get the internet."
"Are you telling me you watch porn?"
"I have seen it. I do not watch it."
His breath tickled her as he talked, promising things to come. "Why?"
"I was…curious."
"Fair enough. We're gonna talk more about this later, but…I'd hate for your curiosity to never be satisfied."
The next few minutes – or it could have been hours, she wasn't sure because time had apparently stopped – were among the most intense of her life to that point. She ran her fingers through his hair on the unwounded side of his head, pushing his face down. Heat built in her abdomen. "Lance…oh, Lance."
Moments later, her world exploded in waves of pleasure. This was…was…why would anyone be willing to wait for this? When she came back to herself, Lance was smiling at her with his chin resting on her chest. "So…you're a fan?"
"That was amazing." She twirled a lock of his hair around her fingers. "But what about you?"
He turned to nip her breast with his lips. "We'll get there." She could feel him pushing his pants off as he continued to pay attention to her left nipple. "If you're happy, I don't need…"
"I want it all."
He was suddenly hovering over her, propped up on his elbows. She could feel his arousal against her belly. "Tell me you're sure."
"I'm sure." On a whim, she reached down to feel him with her hand. Oh. Oh! This was… "Can I…see it?"
"'Course." He rolled off her onto his side.
She was momentarily shocked. She understood what was going to happen, but there seemed to be a disparity. There was no way she had that much space inside her. She grasped him in her hand, but there wasn't much give. "It…it's awfully big."
This seemed to make him really happy. "It'll be okay." He kissed her deeply and she tasted something different in his mouth. She didn't think too hard about it because he was pulling back. "I should warn you…the first time…it's gonna hurt. You're gonna bleed a little."
She was still holding him in her hand and she felt him gasp as she gave him an involuntary squeeze. "And that's…normal?"
"Yeah." He pecked her lips as he climbed back on top of her. "I'll be as gentle as I can."
"I know you will."
"And you're completely sure?"
"Yes. Stop asking."
He laughed. "Right." He pushed her legs apart and she felt him pressing into her.
She was about to cry out when he stopped. "I told you it was too big."
"No more flattery. You just…" She furrowed her brow as he pushed again, encountering more resistance. "We don't have to. If we stop now, you'll still technically be a virgin."
"No." Her resolution was firm. "I want you to do it."
He stared down at her seriously. "All right."
Stars exploded behind her closed eyes as pain shot through her body, but there was something else. Something wholly fulfilling.
Lance was kissing her forehead, her eyes, her nose. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
"It's all right. Just…" She lost her train of thought as he began to move inside her. "Oooh…"
"Better?"
"Oh, Lance…" She tried to focus on matching his rhythmic thrusting, but there were too many new sensations, too much, too much… She couldn't verbalize anything but happy moans.
He was nuzzling her hair as he increased his pace. "Allura. Allura…"
No one had ever said her name quite like that before. She sucked at the stubbly skin on his neck as the heat she had felt earlier began to build again. "Lance, I…Lance!" she managed to cry out before she was again lost in a flood of ecstasy. She clutched at him, never wanting him to leave her.
His sudden groan was accompanied by several protracted strokes before he stopped moving. His full body weight was pressing her into the mattress. Wrapping her arms around him fully, she held him against her. She wanted to hold him forever.
He muttered, "Allura…that was…I've never…you…" he trailed off as he kissed her neck. Moments later, he whispered almost inaudibly, "I love you."
"Love you," she whispered back, stroking his hair. Even his closeness was exciting. After her heartbeat finally returned to a normal rate, she asked quietly, "You said it only hurts the first time?"
"Yeah."
"So…when is the next time?"
He was suddenly kissing her again. "Whenever you want, beautiful."
She ran her hands over his well-muscled back. "Now?"