There's no sympathy for the dead - chapter XXV

First of all, sorry for the delay. As always, thanks for the reviews! Last thing, a warn: this chapter contains explicit sex.

"That was brutal." Max said softly, still smiling at the girl and holding her with little strength at the hip.

"Agg, sorry!" She got up, sitting on his hips. "Did I hurt you?"
"Right now you're hurting me in a delicate part." He replied with a wry smile.
Emilie rose above him, blushing and thinking dirty things and lay down beside him, turning her head toward him to stare at his eyes. Max stood up and was up above her, without supporting his weight on the girl and went back to stare at her.

She wrapped her arms around Max's neck, pulling him closer to her and pressing her lips to his. The kisses were slowly becoming more passionate, until Emilie opened her eyes to notice the occasional drop onto her forehead. Max lips parted from hers, and raised his eyes to heaven.
"It's starting to rain." She said, annoyed.
"Apparently." Max stood up and offered his hand to help her sit up.
"Soo, let's go to my house and I show you my bass, if you want." Emilie grabbed his hand and stood with his help, trying her skirt not to lift. She buttoned her hoodie and grabbed Max's arm, leaving the door prox on the opposite side by which they had entered.
"And where do you live?" She asked, breaking the silence between them.
"You know the cd store where we met that day? By the same place." He replied as he passed his arm around Emilie's waist, pulling her closer. The girl looked at the sky, seeing that had turned gray.
"Pfff, we're going to soak." She said as she pulled the hood.

After crossing one another street, just hearing the sound of rain and cars, it began to rain harder. Max took Emilie's hand and said:
"We're gonna have to run a little."
Five or ten minutes later, they reached the portico surrounding the square, and took refuge under it. They sat on the floor, exhausted from running, as they watched and heard how the rain fell. I hate this weather so irregular. Emilie looked at the boy, his chest up and down to the rhythm of his breathing, shaked due to fatigue.
"Max!" She shouted to look at who was dripping wet. "You're soaked!"
"You're not much less, eh." He smiled and stood up, taking his keys from the pocket of his black skinny jeans.

He returned to help Emilie to get up and they went together to the gate of his home. They climbed the stairs to Max's apartment, who opened the door, inviting her to enter.
"Don't worry, my roommate isn't home on weekends." The girl came in and he closed the door behind her. Emilie led to his bedroom, a single bedroom, the walls covered with posters of underground band, most well known by her. He came a momento to the bathroom in his bedroom, and came again him with two towels in hand. "If you want, you can go into the bathroom, leave the clothes in the tub to dry, and you dry off with a towel."
She took one of the towels that he had offered, and went to the bathroom. She took off her hairband, hoodie, shirt, bra, boots, skirt, socks and garters, leaving only the thong placed under the towel that she was wrapped in.
She left the bathroom and met Max, changed clothes but his hair was still a little wet. Which was sooo sexy.
"Do you... want me to lend you some clothes?" He blushed, trying not to look so much at her.
"Please." She said with a smile, holding her towel to prevent it would fall.
Max turned to go to the closet, which he opened to get some clothes for his guest. Emilie looked at him for a moment, it was her big chance.

"Maaaax ..." She whispered after having embraced him from behind, passing her arms over his shoulders and stroking his chest while sticking to his body as possible. "I'm cooold..."
He turned around after closing the closet, and hugged Emilie by the waist, hating even the air that stood between them. He slowly began to kiss her, and she caught her fingers in Max's black hair, as she returned every kiss, and their tongues caressed at the same pace. Max was slowly directed her to his bed, on which she sat, and he stooped to continue kissing her. Emilie leaned over the bed, drawing up Max to her, without stop kissing him for a second. Max came to her neck, gently brushing it against his lips, and giving small bites, while her hands went down Max's waist.

The boy returned to Emilie's lips, and then she stood, ready to go over him now, and just at that moment, the towel around her fell to her hips. Max noticed, and froze for a moment not knowing what to do, while he noticed that his pants began to tighten. She didn't care, by contrast, they already had saved some step, so she and fell on him, stroking his chest while he completely removed the towel and threw it into the bedroom floor.

Max took off his shirt, while stroking Emilie, who was now caressing his bare chest, down his stomach, his waist... until she found his pants, which she took off, leaving them two just in their underwear. She brushed a hand gently to the place he so wished, and Max sighed, making her smile. Emilie pulled down his boxers and threw them to the ground, beginning to stroke his member while he tried to hold his moans. She bit his neck, leaving a small mark, and went down until her lips touched his member, and then introduced it fully into her mouth, seeing how he clung to the sheets of the bed and bit his bottom lip.

Max held her cheeks and pulled her away from him, smiling with a significant flushing on his face, and then she returned to his lips to kiss him again. He was now on her, and continued to kiss her passionately while one of his hands caressed her breasts and the other crept inside her panties, caressing her gently. She got rid of her panties with one hand, so he had more freedom of movement, and Max began to kiss her soft breasts and biting them to leave a little mark right in the middle of both, where she had tattooed a skull with bat wings.

At the same time, his fingers began to draw circles in the girl's clitoris, making her moan. Then he buried his head in girl's sex, kissing, licking, sucking, while introducing a finger inside.
"Maaax..." She moaned, gasping for breath. "Do it, now."
The boy separated from her and opened the drawer of the table right next to the bed, pulling out a condom and putting it. He gently kissed Emilie, and was slowly penetrating her, careful not to hurt her.
"How... are you?" He said, between groaning and sighing.
"Well, don't worry." She said with a smile, caressing his face, then passing both arms by his broad back.

Max held her by the hips, going into and out of her slowly, trying to maintain control. He heard her moan with each thrust he gave, which excited him even more.
"Faster..." She sighed, squinting her eyes and dug her nails into his back. Max, as she said, increased the pace, closing his eyes and trying to also take as much time as possible.
Emilie felt intense heat travel up and down every second, unable to contain her moans and scratching Max's back. It was better than in her wettest dreams, it was... indescribable. Then she noticed another trend of heat, this time much more intense than before, passing through her body, and ending with a loud groan.

Max noticed her shrink inside in response to the orgasm, and then he broke down and reached with her the climax, also releasing a loud groan, and then going out from within her and removing the condom. He lay on the bed, exhausted, like Emilie. He had run out of leg strength, and his body drenched in sweat. He looked at Emilie, in the same state as him, and smiled. He stood with great effort and opened the bed, getting under the sheet and inviting Emilie to come with him. She joined him and crawled under the sheets, hugging him and supporting her head on his bare chest. She closed her eyes for a moment, and fell asleep beside him.

Emilie Scarlett & Juliet Rose.