1. In My Eyes
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**A/N: So another warning... turn away if you don't like jelly donuts - er - I mean "lemons", but if you do, then read away. **
Chapter Forty-Seven: In My Eyes...
Silence is loud and thick. It has its own voice, where it calls sweetly to those that are
awaiting something at the end of a hallway – beyond the crack of an open door – upon a bed in the gloom of the night.
To be frightened and excited at the same time was a twisted sensation that made me tremble. Was this a beginning of a dream?
My eyes peered through the passenger side window to admire the evening sky. The further we drove from Hakone, the darker it appeared without the city's streetlamps. Soon, the traffic lessened until it was only our car speeding along in the darkness.
The air was heavy, weighed down by our mingled breathing and the energy emitting between us.
It was charging through the atmosphere with a ferocity that had my skin rippling, as if
fingernails were scraping the flesh tenderly to raise an army of goosebumps. I was almost in a pant, as if the very air was too thick to absorb into my mouth. My body was burning and
tingling, just set on fire with that dangerously charged energy. I could even taste it, as it wrapped around my tongue with unyielding strength.
I kept my eyes to the side, avoiding Hiei entirely throughout the ride. I didn't want him to see how bothered I was by the sexual tension coiling up inside my body until it was strung
taut like the string connecting piano keys. Just a flick of an ivory key would cause a reverberating hum all along the string, and such an effect might kill me.
The tension was aggravating and I kept shifting in my seat, unable to sit still in the
darkness. All these sensations were colliding with one another in a silent battle, each one
too stubborn to submit to the other, and it continued with lashing tongues layered with words of passion. Just a slight breeze could aggravate my suddenly sensitive skin into pain or
pleasure, maybe a mixture of both, that would draw a tearful scream.
There was no moisture in my mouth and I kept wetting my lips, keeping them parted without really knowing why. My bra was constricting my breasts, causing my nipples to burn almost painfully. I crossed my arms, pressing them into my chest to lessen the ache inside me. A
second later, I positioned a leg over my left knee, shifting more toward the window where my heated body tried to absorb the cold from the pane.
Fire licked at my neck, just begging for me to turn my head to meet the flames, but I fought against it. I knew that heat, had known it for many months, but I had enough practice to
avoid the flames from capturing my soul. Still, the red heat of wicked beauty called for my attention with chilling whispers...
I shifted again in my seat.
A gentle hum beat upon the roof of the car and I saw drops of rain sliding along the window. A few minutes passed and the rumble of thunder pierced through the car's walls to alert us of the storm dancing up in the sky. I stared through the window to admire the thunderstorm that hung outside Tokyo City's perimiter. Lightning flashed in the distance and illuminated the
ominous clouds above the approaching surburb neighborhood before us. "Give me your phone."
Distracted by the in-coming storm, I was startled by Hiei's demand. Without question, I reached into my purse and pulled out the cell. In seconds, he turned off the device. I
watched curiously as he did the same to his phone. I was ready to ask him what he was doing when he leaned over to open the glove compartment in front of my knees. A strangled sort of noise issued from my lips when the side of his hand grazed along the exposed flesh of my
thighs. His hand was scalding hot and I shifted away automatically to keep from adding to the electricty already present inside of me.
After he threw the phones inside, I realized we were slowing down. The house loomed before us, standing proud against the storm in an almost eerie way. When the lightning lit up the sky, I saw the rain streaking forth from the ominous clouds. It was hitting the top of the car violently, drumming along to a sinister music of its own. The car trembled from another peal of thunder and I grabbed my purse with shaky hands.
I was immediately drenched from the onslaught of rain, and the thunder was even more
deafening outside the car's shelter. The rain was hitting the concrete of the driveway in furious pelts where it sprang up in several directions to wet my legs. I hurried inside, jamming my own set of house keys into the lock. The door opened with the flash of another bright light of the storm.
Shivering from the cold rain and the heat coming off of the demon behind me, I set my purse
on an end table. The water from my hair was chilling against my flushed skin and I wrung some of the water from the ends. I bit the inside of my cheek to quiet my shivers and focused on
kicking off my flats. The shoes clattered loudly onto the mat next to the door. Every act sounded too loud inside the house.
I shivered.
Silently, Hiei strode past me to turn off the air while I headed toward the kitchen.
My beating heart grew in volume with each step I took up the winding staircase. The banister railings felt like ice beneath my fingers, but it helped cool the heat soaring back into my skin from beneath the soaked clothes. I didn't bother turning on the lights. I knew where to go.
When I reached the bedroom, I stopped. I stared at the oak door, my eyes tracing the designs of the cracks in the wood with every strike of blue that slipped past the fabric of the
curtains at the far end of the hallway. My hand trembled. I wanted to open the door, but I was frozen in the shadows of the hallway.
Not really understanding my actions, I turned around to walk away when I came face-to-face
with a muscular chest. Drops of water were beaded onto the stretch of skin and slid down in a tantalizing way. They seemed to sizzle, drying up before they could make a full descent to
the floor. The sound of something falling onto the wooden tiles beneath my feet tore my gaze away from Hiei's impressive chest. It was a drenched t-shirt and water was already pooling
around it in a chilling puddle.
"Y-You should take those off, too," I stuttered beneath my breath while turning my attention to his bandaged arm.
Giving his arm my entire attention, I avoided his gaze to keep him from seeing the emotions
swimming in my eyes. He seemed to be considering my request because several flashes of
lightning struck before he moved. I watched quietly, observing the way he began unwinding the bandages. The gauze trailed down to the floor and created a swirling pile next to us.
His tattoo was dark as ever, seeming to blur to life with the rapid flickering of light
seeping in from the windows. It stared up at me with a hissing laugh until it vanished. I gasped quietly. I would have questioned him, but my mouth was too dry. My voice was lodged somewhere in my throat.
"Cold?" asked Hiei near the top of my head. I stared back at his chest.
"Nervous?"
I trembled at his question.
Hiei stepped forward and I responded by backing up against the door. He trapped me there against the door with his body and his warmth enveloped me. He was such a large man with nothing but muscles beneath his taut skin that flexed with his every breath. I felt the
hardness of his chest, his beaded nipples, and the solid wall of abdominal muscles pushing up against my stomach.
He breathed with me, or maybe he was breathing for me, because my head was pounding, as if the oxygen in my blood had stopped flowing.
... Am I still in reality?
Cupping my cheeks, he lifted my face up and stared down into my eyes. "Why are you so shy now?"
Hiei's face loomed above me, drowning out the view of the lightning from the hall window. His eyes were narrowed heatedly, swimming with lust as violent as the storm raging outside the
walls around us. I eyed the way his pupils dilated, making the crimson of his irises stand out even more. It was the look of a predator towering above its prey. My lips parted at his hard expression into an almost soft moan and I turned my eyes downward to his own mouth.
"I want you." My voice was a broken rasp, quivering through the words.
A small part of me wanted to run and I was ashamed of it. This fear should fade. I want it to fade. But these flaring cinders are holding on too tightly, promising things I could not walk away from, and I knew if I accepted the warmth, that there would be no turning back from it.
It was the intensity of the situation that was frightening me – the echoing question of what can I expect tonight?
"Hiei," I whispered, resenting myself for voicing my fears. "I'm scared." "I won't hurt you."
Warm breath fanned across my cheek, drying the water that had fallen from my dripping bangs. His lips replaced his breath and the rough feeling of his slightly chapped lips was wonderful against my skin.
"You know that, don't you?" My eyes fluttered open and a small whimper escaped from me at the crooning words. "Don't be scared of me, Karen. I won't ever hurt you again. I promised you,
remember?"
_'I want you to remember how you felt just then.'_
His words from many months ago resounded around me. I tried to focus on the memory, make
myself bring about the excitement of our intense situation upon the cold temple floor where I had molded myself to him in a sudden heat of passion.
"It won't be like the other times. It's never going to be like that again." His seductive
words rolled off his tongue and straight into my ear. Drunkenly, I stared at his shoulder, as his lips brushed against my ear, tongue darting out to taste a fleshy lobe. "Let me show you. I can show you."
His voice was mesmerizing, like the low roar of ocean waves against a stormy bank. It was as if there was a tremble of a growl beneath his voice that reached down inside of me to wrap
enchantingly around my quivering heart. Commands could flow easily from such a captivating
voice and I knew that whatever he asked, I'd try desperately to please him. If he would just keep... speaking... like... that...
I met his eyes.
I'd do anything.
Reaching up, I wrapped my hands around his wrists and leaned in for a kiss. But Hiei wouldn't kiss me just yet. He wanted to tease me into his games, entice me to play – the games where
he knew the rules and I was forced to find out from him.
Hiei tilted his face downward and the pads of his thumbs brushed along the tops of my
cheekbones. Long, slender fingers spread out across my cheeks, warming the skin and reaching into my damp hair to dry the strands with a heated touch. Sliding his nose against mine, he exhaled deeply and his breath fluttered through the slit of his lips. I inhaled shakily and his breath filled my mouth, like a type of smoke that trailed all the way down to my toes.
He fed me his breaths for many moments, fanning the flames inside my body until they began to streak upwards. Then, his lips pressed against mine. So soft. So warm. I nearly moaned at how gently he parted his lips to capture my lower lip, drawing it in with a husky groan. His
mouth moved slowly and heatedly against mine to coax me into a gasp. Opening my mouth, I
sighed shakily into him. My tongue curled around his own, making my pulse spike in quickened beats to the throbbing of my lower half.
Hiei always tasted so exotic and raw, something powerful that penetrated into the deep
recesses of my mind. I loved the way he tasted, how his flavor flooded into the cavern of my mouth. His tongue was dominating, as he was with everything. I need that dominance to guide me and soothe away my fears. I wanted his taste to stay on my tongue, for him to brand me
with his fire.
I clutched tighter to his wrists when his thigh nudged between my own and pressed up beneath my dress. At the contact, I arched against him with a muffled sob against his lips. Hiei kept the pace of his thigh exquisitely slow that I released my hold on his wrists to press my
nails against the door behind me, afraid that I would claw too deeply into his skin. His heavy knee added just the right amount of pressure and I gave in with a quivering moan.
Free now of my hold, he reached around to the zipper at my back. The metal teeth hissed along my spine icily all the way to my lower back. Hiei licked at the tips of my shoulders, slid
the straps down my arms, and soothed me with his burning hands. The drenched fabric bit into my skin, but he took his time in lowering the dress – to playfully free me from these
constricting barriers. Once it was completely off and lying on the floor, he leaned away to let his eyes roam the length of my body.
"I didn't take the time to undress you before," he murmured in the murky hall. "I've regretted it, because there were a few things I was pondering about you."
"L-Like what?"
Hiei's lips tipped up at one corner with a cackle of thunder and he hooked a finger into the front clasp of my bra. Expertly, he unhooked the bra with one hand, something I would
probably never be able to do no matter how hard I practiced, and I inhaled sharply when my brassiere sprang away from my chest. It just popped open, my breasts springing free for his
viewing. His finger trailed down the valley between my breasts in a lazy manner and I sucked in my breath. The air hurt, as if I had inhaled ash.
"Like the color of these."
I didn't know what he was talking about until he trapped a shell pink nipple inbetween the v-
shaped groove of two of his fingers. Electicity shot up my spine and I bit harshly at my
lower lip to keep from screaming. Hiei's eyes met mine again and he removed the rest of my bra, letting it fall to the ground.
It felt as if I was watching in slow motion when he cupped my breasts, lifting them so they filled his large palms. He gave a low groan, as if he were admiring something priceless he
couldn't afford, but desperately needed. The already throbbing sensations throughout my body intensified and I pressed back even further into the door. It was hurting – my nipples. They tightened painfully, sending jolts of prickling aches. He just held them there like that,
weighing them in his calloused palms and enjoying the sight of my heaving chest.
His head was bending down when I snapped out of my sluggish mind. I tried to yell out a protest against anymore of these brutal vibes he was causing, but he was too quick.
My head thudded back against the oak door with a clap of thunder and a series of blinding
white-blue light. The sound of the crack in the sky nearly deafened me. It roared inside my head, like a beast – a dragon – his dragon.
I lifted my hands up to his hair and dug my fingers into his scalp at the swirl of his
tongue. He moved away with another one of those sexy groans and placed open-mouthed kisses
along the fleshy mound. My hands remained in his hair, following his movements, as his mouth travelled to the other breast. A fanged tooth scraped along the tip of my nipple before he
pulled it into his mouth to suckle deeply.
A breathless whine fluttered up from my lips at the feeling of his mouth. My mind was
spinning at what he was doing. He kept sucking hungrily at me and my hips angled against him, moving of their own accord. I was practically on my toes, trying to push myself even higher
for the lash of his tongue.
Hiei's hand trailed down my stomach, stopping briefly at my navel to poke inside almost
humorously because I jerked at the tingly feeling. My choked moan gave him a soft scolding
and I could feel him smirking around my nipple. His teeth bit into the tender bud, causing a loud hiss to slip between my teeth.
Continuing his path, Hiei's hand dipped beneath the band of my panties. I was writhing against him, unconsciously pushing myself up toward his gliding fingertips. His fingers ghosted downward softly before stopping.
"Didn't think I could find you?" he asked with a raspy chuckle when he lifted his head.
Blinking my eyes open, I peered up at him in erotic confusion. I didn't understand what he was asking until he traced the small patch of hair down below with the tip of his nail. My brows furrowed worriedly and I opened my mouth to explain what had happened, but he cut me off with a sensual nip to the side of my mouth.
"I believe I can find you just fine," he muttered against my lips. "I want you completely natural. You don't have to go through that trouble for me."
I turned my eyes downward to watch his hand, as he continued to trace the pattern of hair teasingly. Before he moved down further, he encircled my throat with his other hand and
tilted my face up with his thumb. He held me there to keep our eyes locked heatedly,
imprisoning me even more against the door. I would have been somewhat embarrassed at the
moistness down below, but he seemed enthralled by it with how his eyes darkened fiercly the lower his fingers went to massage me carefully.
I couldn't believe how he was touching me, the way his fingers traced along the outside with exquisite gentleness. I knew what his hands were capable of, how easily he could bring about one's death with just a flick of his fingers. Yet, he was caressing me with extreme care. It was light, but ferociously hot, burning me into a trembling mewls.
He was speaking quietly into my ear with words that I couldn't quite comprehend. He must know how much I loved his voice, the deep raspy undertone of it, because he kept muttering
soothingly down at me. It was driving me wild with the way he whispered my name, which seemed to be only thing I could grasp onto in my trembling state.
The storm was raging louder than ever and a particularly bright flash of lightning zipped down the hall to light up Hiei's face above me. It was like a dream, such a pleasant,
beautiful dream and he was the dark angel sent down to sway me toward darkness. I would
gladly leap toward such a path just to keep his attention on me forever – no Spirit World, Demon World, Cain, or anyone – just me.
A moan trickled from my lips and wild pants tore from my open mouth. I made to close my eyes at the pleasure building up inside me, as it was too tense to keep my eyes open in such
bliss. Squeezing his hand a bit, he silently demanded my eyes to remain open. Hiei was
watching me intensely, as if he was awaiting for something to pass across my face. He was watching my every expression, of how my face contorted into mind-numbing pleasure.
It was haunting.
Surely, these sensations couldn't get any stronger. It was an astounding amount of pleasure and so severe that it bordered on pain. I was still aching, needing more of whatever he was causing. Every stroke against my center was causing my body to writhe against him with half choked moans. I couldn't get in enough air to pass through my lips, but the storm outside
answered for me. The wind howled, wailing through the cracks of the windows to dance over our act.
My hand was moving on its own and settled on the outside of my panties covering the back of his hand. He gave a growl of approval and used his knee to spread my legs even further. He pressed even more into me, using his upper thigh to push my hand against his for added
guidance and pressure into his ministrations.
Without warning, a lean finger slid between my folds and a gasp-like cry tore from my lips. I wanted him to kiss me, but he kept his lips hovering mere millimeters above mine. His finger slid in easily, past the first knuckle, then the next, and I could hardly stand anymore of
this passionate torment. The gentle pumping of his finger caused ragged moans to erupt from my throat and his mouth hovered over mine to breath them in greedily.
"There's no one here, Karen," he breathed above me when I kept biting my lip to lock away any vibrant moans. "I want you screaming for me." I shivered at his rough voice. "I know you want to."
Moving against his hand, I fought desperately to heed his demand. My nails dug into his
shoulders, but my lungs couldn't work up anything more than soft cries. I just wanted to find release, because it was becoming unbearable. All the nerve endings in my body twisted in
agony, but whatever it was that it was searching for seemed too far away and out of my reach. It wasn't enough. I couldn't reach it.
I need it.
I need him.
For days I had dwelt with the humming energy in the lower part of my stomach, where it
festered every time he would walk away from me. I kept trying and trying to seek him out, but there was always someone else or an important matter that took him away from me. Now that I
had him, I still couldn't put out this fire.
"I can't," I gasped up into his mouth. "Hiei, I can't... I'm... I'm not going to be able to."
I didn't know what I was trying to say or if he would even understand my frustration, but I
had to try. "Hiei it's burning so much, but I can't." I felt my knees buckle at my admission, as if my body were going to give up and just let this fire consume it without finding
something to douse the flames. "I can't," I moaned with my suffering.
My eyes widened when he suddenly removed his hand, leaving my lower half to scream with need. The heat coursing through my veins and the throb between my legs had me clutching desperately to him. It was almost like lava just erupting through me and it just kept spreading and
spreading. It was the strong need of want and it burned painfully to be satisfied.
"P-Please, Hiei!" I pleaded. I was almost in tears at the sensations pulsing through my body. "Don't stop, please –"
"I'm not," he hissed down at me.
Lifting me up against him, he kicked the door open. The oak door flew off the hinges and slid along the floor. It stopped in the middle of the room. The sex appeal coming off of him was
causing my head to pound. His alpha strength was calling to me and I acknowledge it with a low purring moan.
The bedroom was even more illuminated with the flashes of lightning, because I had forgotten to close the curtains. Blue lights flickered off of the furniture within the room and created a blinding pattern around me. I could hear the rain slapping against the windows, begging to come inside the room.
As he walked across the room, I threaded my fingers into his hair and kissed him deliriously.
My lips trailed down to the curve of his chin to suck there on his skin and I was breathing harshly, doing anything I could to make him see I needed him to free me from this torture.
"Hiei...!"
At my pained cry, he returned my feverish kisses. Lowering me down onto the bed, he leaned over me. His fingers stroked me once and I bucked up against his hand, seeking his
experienced touch, but he pulled away after that playful sweep. I gave a harsh sob. Even to my ears, I could hear my own distress.
I sat up when he moved away, ready to wrap my arms around him, but he fell to his knees before me on the carpeted floor. His hands went right under my bottom to pull me forward until I was sitting right on the very edge of the mattress.
"What –"
My words were cut off when he jerked my panties down off roughly. They flew somewhere over his shoulder. It was as he was slipping his arms beneath my legs that I understood what he was trying to do.
It didn't seem right, like it was too wicked and nasty. I tried to squirm away, my hands
going to his shoulders to push him away from me. He responded with a savage growl, as if he were a wolf guarding his food.
"No, not there!" My already flushed cheeks burned even more when he gave me a piercing look, because it seemed awkward to have him livid while I was completely naked. "I know what you're trying to do and it's –"
"I'm trying to help you."
My mouth worked for some reason to stop his actions, because for him to taste me down there seemed horrid. I didn't think it would taste –
Quickly, he lifted my legs with the muscles of his forearms and I fell back onto the bed with a startled cry. Strong hands reached up to trap my own forearms against the mattress to keep me from moving. In such an unstable position, I could hardly move within his hold. I was
trapped in a humiliating way with no way to twist or turn, his hands pushing my arms down
into the mattress with my attempted struggles. I gave a sharp squeal when he nipped extremely close to my sensitive area with his fangs. His breath down there came out harshly and I
jerked at the warm feeling of it. "UUUUNNNNNN!"
It was fast, the smooth muscle of his tongue that plunged inside of me. I could feel his tongue fluttering around viciously and I tried to break free from his hold to grab onto something, afraid that I would go flying off the mattress. His fingers curled even more around my arms and I fisted the sheets beneath my hands tightly.
The ceiling above me began to spin, taking the streaks of lightning with it. My hearing kept going in and out with my pleasured screams – there inside my head, then off in the far
distance. I was almost choking with gasps at the frenzied flicks of his tongue and my legs slid off his shoulders to sit in the groove of his elbows. Hiei growled and the sound
reverberated inside me, as if to reprimand my wild thrashing that had caused my legs to fall.
Releasing one of my wrists, he placed his hand beneath the back of my right knee. With
another vicious growl, he pushed my leg up even higher into the air and off to the side, holding it there to continue his onslaught.
At the new angle, my hips tried to thrust up against his face, seeking mindlessly for the
thrusts of his tongue, but my lower half was too far over the edge, having shifted during his re-positioning, and I couldn't get enough leverage. I could feel his tongue gliding in and
out in a feverish rhythm to answer the urgency of my body's plea for release. Then, his tongue seemed to ripple, sending waves of unbelievable pleasure to soar up over my body.
I couldn't breathe. I didn't know if I was anymore. My free hand remained digging into the mattress, too afraid to release it's hold on the sheets. The electrifying heat that had
spread throughout my body began contracting, zipped all the way down to the pit of my
stomach, and there it pulsed in a frenzy. It seemed to grow tighter and tighter, each pulse spurred on by his invading tongue.
And it finally burst, split right open in several directions that zig-zagged all the way up to my head. A strangled moan drifted from my lips in a howling sort of way. My legs trembled with the dying pulses and if he wasn't supporting them, they would have slumped down to the ground, dragging me with them to the floor.
I whimpered when he began licking again, but his touch was light and calm. I was extremely
sensitve beneath the tip of his tongue and my hips drew away to keep him from doing anything further to upset me. He gave a small, dark chuckle and I mewled in response, needing to
answer his voice.
Hiei slid me up to the middle of the bed and I closed my eyes drowsily, feeling like a rag
doll beneath his hands. He disappeared for a moment and I rested for a few seconds, trying to calm my rapid heartbeat.
I was waiting for the connection to drag me into a coma-like state, as it had done the first time. I had felt a brief jolt of pleasure that night before the connection's hands wrapped
around me. But there was nothing there now to steal me away from this carnal rapture.
The bed dipped to the side of me and familiar rough fingertips brushed along the column of my throat. Opening my eyes, I stared up at Hiei where he was half-sprawled on top of me and I
expected him to be smirking at my disheveled state, but his expression was one of soft pride and satisfaction. He was casually resting his head atop his palm and peering down into my
eyes, regarding me quietly.
When my breathing began evening out, he brushed aside my sweaty bangs, asking seriously, "better?"
My already flushed cheeks lit up again. Instead of answering him directly, I mumbled shyly. "... thank you."
"How long have you been like that?"
His question was referring to my extreme need that had built up over the past few days and I ducked my eyes in shame, as I was unused to admitting to him about my own needs.
He must think I'm selfish. I had acted completely wanton, screaming out for his help, but
when he had tried to approach me for his own needs, I had told him repeatedly that I was not ready. Unlike me, he had immediately heeded to my cries. I couldn't imagine going through
that again, because now I understood how fiercely the need built up when it went unanswered. How long had he suffered?
"I'm sorry," I apologized, pinning my eyes to the beams of the canopy above the bed.
"I don't want anymore apologies. I've told you that." Hiei placed a hand on the other side of my head and held himself over me, his lips moving slowly along my damp forehead.
"But you suffered, too, and all those times I kept saying no –"
Lifting his head up sharply, he glared down into my eyes. "My needs weren't quite that
intense until recently, but unlike you, I acted on it and took my fill from you greedily. You have nothing to apologize for – there will never be anything you need to apologize for with
me. "
"I'm not... disappointing for you in bed?" I asked in a hushed tone, somewhat afraid of his answer. "I've never – I mean, I couldn't," I flushed in embarrassment, "finish with you and
you were mad at me. You wouldn't even look at me." My words drifted off into the gloom of the room.
Hiei's glare softened. "I was angered at myself for treating you like that again. I know better than to act in such a way." He placed a kiss on the edge of my chin before sucking
gently on the skin. "_I _disappointed you. I didn't take my time to touch you like this." My flesh broke out in tiny bumps, as his hand slid along the length of my body. "To make you
feel good like you had unknowingly done for me. Your pain was my pleasure, yet you didn't stop me because I had scared you, didn't I?"
He didn't seem to expect an answer, because he was speaking against my body. His lips glided along the edge of my chin, speaking against the flesh in a low rumble.
"You should have stopped me," he whispered, applying suction to the side of my throat. "Why didn't you stop me from hurting you like that?"
_Because I love you_, I answered silently.
As he continued to speak, I closed my eyes to his soft petting. His fingertips moved
sensually beneath the curve of my right breast, sliding over the small bumps breaking out in waves upon my skin.
"You respond so well to me, Karen." Kissing the top of each breast, Hiei began slathering the rest of my body with soft kisses. "But you're new to this, you didn't quite understand your
body's need for me. Is that why you've been dressing up for me Karen, why you've done this," his fingertip rasped over the trail of hair at the junction of my thighs. "Were you trying to get my attention?"
My brows knitted together, thinking over the past few days, and I knew where most of my frustration had stemmed from – I missed him. It was as if I always get teased with his presence. I get him for one day, all to myself, but after that, I had to share him with
everyone else. Lately, he was gone all day and I was left alone, trying to figure out what I could do to enliven his time when he arrived home at night. I think I tried so hard to make the few hours I had with him good, memorable, to try to be selfishly more important than his responsibilities for Spirit World.
"Yes," I breathed, more seriously than the conversation called for, and I felt the prickle of tears gathering in my eyes. "I'm lonely without you. Everyone gets you for the day and I get you for a few hours at night..."
Hiei's face moved over me again, taking in the small undertone of my words. I suddenly felt slighty embarrassed to have utter those words, because I hadn't meant to sound needy. I
wasn't or at least, I tried not to be, but my words were just passing thoughts.
"You have my entire attention right now." He answered quietly, responding to my deep, more intimate thoughts, not with a glare, but with a simple answer.
And I did have his entire attention tonight, which was what made me want to return the
pleasure he had given me – again, just trying to create a memorable memory for him when he returned back to his many duties.
While he was busy stroking the curve of my hip, I shifted toward him and glanced downward. A full bloom of pink spread across my face when I saw that he was completely naked beside me.
I now knew why the first two times had hurt so much. He was all male and well endowed,
visible by his sheer length and thickness. I had no idea how he had even fit inside me. It
seemed impossible when I compared it to my own self. The bulbuous head stared up at me to
make my face heat up even more, but I chased away my shyness with a nibble to my lower lip.
Swallowing nervously, I reached down to touch him. Hiei must not have been paying attention
to my movements or expecting me to make a move, because the moment my fingers touched him, he wrapped a hand around my wrist with a stunned curse.
"I was just... I was trying to," I stammered, searching for the correct wording. "A... A handjob?
"What," he asked in disbelief.
I was burning with embarrassment as I repeated my words. "H-Handjob." Then, his eyes went murky. "Say it again."
I almost didn't want to, because I was wondering if he was making fun of me. Still, I mumbled it. "... handjob."
Licking his lips, he leaned down and captured my lips roughly. There was a strange sort of taste on his tongue. I realized it was what I tasted like and mixed with his own unique,
fiery flavor, it drew me in with a curling moan.
"Not tonight," he answered with a flick of his tongue. "But I didn't do anything yet!"
Capturing my hand before I could touch him again, he said in a husky voice, "you're doing plenty for me right now."
"I'm... curious."
Hiei gave a shuddering breath, one that was almost too quiet to catch in the rumble of
thunder that kept making the windows rattle with its every roar. Slowly, he placed my hand
against the flat underside of his length. He was hot, pulsing hot. I could feel him throbbing within my light hold and I gave an experimental squeeze. His fingers tightened around my
wrist and he clenched his eyes shut, as if he were in pain. "T-that doesn't hurt, does it?" I asked worriedly.
"No," he bit out between clenched teeth. "Your touch is...exquisite."
Feeling braver, I slid my hand along him all the way to bottom and back up, in one slow motion, still careful to not hurt him. He groaned into my shoulder, but allowed me to
continue for a couple of more times before pulling my hand away. "That's enough."
"Why? Am I not doing it right?"
Laughing quietly, he grabbed my hands and pinned them to either side of my head. "_Too
_right," he answered with a little lick to my lips.
"Then," I furrowed my brows, trying to understand him. "Why can't I finish? D-Do you want me to... to... use my mouth?"
Hiei groaned harshly, voice straining in aggravation. "You always make everything so
difficult," he rasped angrily, but he seemed more angry at himself than me. He rested his face against my neck, breathing sharply through his nose to reign in his control. "Tonight isn't about me. I had my turn – twice." He nuzzled against my neck, lips beginning to kiss downward along the length of skin. "I just want you to relax for me, Karen."
He pushed himself up, crimson eyes piercing through the darkness to stare heatedly down at my nude body. Having been distracted by the urgent events from earlier, I was more aware of my
appearance. He was staring so intensely that I felt as if he were dissecting me, his eyes
tracing every fault along my flesh. I had never been naked before in front of him and to be so now, with him seeing everything, was a tad terrifying.
I didn't know how I looked to him and began thinking of the other women before me, wondering if he was comparing me to them. I wanted to hide from him and cover myself up before he could find something displeasing about me.
When he removed his hands to glide them along my arms, I tried to lower them, but he stopped me with a rough demand. "Keep them there."
A flash of light struck and illuminated my nude form, revealing to him the light sheen of sweat covering my flushed skin. Biting my lip, I forced my hands to remain where they were and curled my fingers around the pointed ends of the pillow beneath my head.
"Relax," he murmured, brushing his mouth along the curve of my breast. "I've wanted to see you for so long, just like this. Don't be nervous now, it's just me."
Taking a deep breath, I let it out slowly with the next clap of thunder. I closed my eyes, seeking comfort beneath the dark of my eyelids to help chase away my fears over my
appearance.
With my eyes shut, his touch and the light kisses all seem to magnify, pooling together to entertain my senses. The way his hands moved, so leisurely, had my skin rippling to life
beneath his fingertips. He didn't pay any area too much attention, but just enough to cause me to tighten my hold on the pillow and roll my hips upward in small, needy gestures.
Down his lips went, between the valley of my breasts, along the side of my ribcage, trailing down the smooth expanse of my stomach, and there he paused to tongue my navel with a ragged
groan. Letting go of one end of the pillow, I reached down to him with the need to feel him – his hair – face – anything.
"Put it back up," he demanded sharply.
Whimpering, I threw my hand back beside my head. "Hiei –"
"Your sensitive here, aren't you?" he asked while biting the rim of my navel.
I heaved upward, pushing myself against him in answer to his question. Hiei continued to pay my stomach extra special attention with his mouth until I was moaning his name. His hand
moved down to rub the top of my thigh and my legs automatically parted for him, trusting him openly. He grunted in appeciation and dragged his mouth downward, fangs scraping along with
his descent. Hiei gave one long lick between the junction of my thighs and I twisted the ends of the pillow with a loud gasp. I wanted him to continue, but he was stretching out beside me again.
"Ooh!"
I wasn't expecting him to reach down and caress me between my legs, but heat flared up inside of me at the rough sensations of his fingertips. My body was becoming acclimated to his,
knowing him more intimately, and responding with a surge of electrifying jolts. "On the pillow."
I gave a frustrated growl when he demanded my hands back to their resting place, but he
rewarded me with an insert of his finger. Giving a long, wailing moan, I spread my legs even wider, craving his touch. It started up again, this furious need for release, but this time I recognized it, knowing where to seek relief.
After a few slow pumps, he added another finger and I began thrashing at the immense pleasure surging through my veins. The pillows on either side of me went flying off the mattress and I no longer cared about keeping my hold onto the pillow beneath my head. I grabbed it and flung it off to the side in a wild protest.
"I can't wait much longer," he rasped huskily into my ear. "I need you."
My eyes fluttered open, peering up at him in the gloom, as he removed his hand and settled between my legs. His rigid length fell against my lower stomach and I stiffened at the
pulsating heat of his member. Breathing harshly above me, he reached down and aligned himself against my entrance. I lifted my head up a tad, eyes straining downward to where he was
pressed against me. With the next flash of lightning, I saw him – all of him – and the sight caused an odd whimper to gurgle up from my throat.
"Shhh," he shushed.
Meeting his eyes, I reminded him in a whisper against his mouth. "S-Slow."
His arms slid beneath my shoulders and his hands came up to cradle my head. Bracing himself on his elbows, he rested his forehead against mine. Shakily, I rested my hands along his
sides, squeezing him fearfully while waiting for him to move. He gave a muffled hiss and
pushed foward, sliding into me slowly with soothing words into my ear. Again, it didn't sound like words at all, just soft noises that had me answering with mewling cries.
I shuddered with every inch of him, as he began stretching me. There wasn't any pain, but I tensed around him anyways, causing him to curse softly above me. Finally, I arched, my body straining to adjust to him and in doing so, dragged him in even further inside of me. Giving a harsh groan, he entered me fully and rested there with our lower halves completely joined. His member pulsed violently, seeming to match the furious pace of my heart.
I didn't feel anything at first, just the intrusion of his length. Pulling his hips back, he withdrew with a shaky breath and I closed my eyes, concentrating on tuning out any pain to
come if there should be any. His pace was slow and gentle, but I focused on breathing. I drowned out the world. I drowned out the storm. I drowned out the demon above me.
"Karen, I need you," he repeated again, almost desperately, his voice trembling into my ear. My eyes flew open and met his in the darkness.
There was a strained look in his eyes. It was a cruel need for me and it hit me with full
force. To be wanted this much was overwhelming and it tugged at something deep within me. His eyes were completely focused on me. In that moment, I was everything he needed, what he had
to have to survive. He had never said it, but his eyes spoke volumes. I was more beautiful than the very sun that lit up the worlds. The barrier I had placed around my mind began to shatter into pieces and the outside world charged in with full force.
"I need you." He buried his face into the groove of my neck, whispering in a pleading way for me to respond to him. "C'mon, you can do it. _I need you!"_
Thunder rattled the windows and with his next thrust, a surge of pleasure vibrated throughout my body.
_'I want you to remember how you felt just then.'_
The memory of his words had my arms encircling him around his waist. Like that night in the temple, a surge of wildness streaked through me. My thighs spread wider to clasp him around his hips and I pushed my feet into the mattress to press my hips up into his next thrust.
Lifting his head up in stunned disbelief at my actions, Hiei glanced down into my eyes and I saw my own stormy gaze reflecting back at me.
It was just that look, what had been missing from our first joining, as if we were seeing
each other for the first time. Something snapped. Something hissed. It was like that night in the park where every known calamity in the world seemed to occur, just crashing in a domino
effect. The connection went haywire, sizzled violently, and a veil lifted from my eyes. If I had thought I had seen him before, I _saw _him now. He was clear, beautiful and magnificent, eyes brimming with intensity, and I smiled softly up at him.
Hiei responded with a primal growl and his hand flew down to my hip, grasping the curve of my backside to lift me even more against him.
The effect was immediate. The pleasure hit me so hard, as if I had taken a hit to the chest
and I nearly stopped breathing. My heart skipped a beat, began stuttering with the staggering
amount of rippling sensations. It was so hot. My skin was overheating, flushing into several shades of pink, as if he had taken a handful of ash and blew them over me where they landed to embed themselves with flaming kisses.
I was feverish now, needing more than his gentle pace. Hiei was in tune with my body, reading the signs of my own desperate need, as if he could feel it quaking within my very bones. He
pushed himself up onto his hands and increased his pace. His name rolled off my tongue amidst my echoing screams and together, they danced about the entire house, moved with the storm
clashing against the walls, and sailed overhead like a roaring beast.
Pulse working in overdrive, I felt every muscle in my body clenching, even muscles I had never even known I had, beneath him and around him, flexing with his every movement.
Uncontrollable gasps fell from my lips, my throat working in a frenzy to answer his rumbling growls. Reaching up with my hands, I dragged his face down to mine and he met my mouth with his in a brutal kiss. Our tongues moved along with our bodies and became caverns for the
other's pleasured noises.
It felt like he was killing me. My nerve endings were trembling, confused at where to turn, what to do, and just kept sitting there to endure the strained sensations. It throbbed more than ever where we joined, the pulses out of whack, until it finally broke free.
I tore my mouth away from Hiei's and threw my head back with a scream. The explosion tore
through me, poured throughout my body like a flood. Blood rushed up to my head and thundered loudly, washing away every sound – my scream – the storm – his guttural growls – blinding me with a flash of colors that mixed quickly to dim my vision into darkness. It was powerful and swept me up with an animalistic roar, somewhere up high where I didn't think I'd ever return to the ground.
Teeth clamped down onto my shoulder, and like the rush of crashing waves, Hiei's harsh groan of release caused my body to spasm around him. His fingers dug into the skin along my hips, nails digging in with the sudden spill of his seed that seemed to go on and on...
For a long time, he stayed like that, just crushing me against him with his teeth bruising into my skin. He didn't break the skin, but I could feel his jaw flexing as he tried to
control his more primal ways. Then, he collasped on top of me with heavy, exhausted
breathing. Whispered coos left my lips to soothe his fatigue and I brushed my fingers through his sweaty hair. My heart drummed up against his chest and he lazily licked at my neck,
tasting the throb of my pulse.
"Don't," I mumbled drowsily when he made to roll off of me. "Too... heavy."
I kissed his shoulder, murmuring quietly, "I can handle it."
He gave a ragged protest, but remained unmoving while I cradled him with my body. This time he fell asleep to my hands running through his hair and the lingering kisses against his
heated shoulder.
...
...
...
Sunlight hit me full in the face and I cracked open an eye, peering out through a bleary
vision. Seeing the sun shining through the opened curtains, I gave a small moan and pressed my face into the mattress to avoid the light.
After a few minutes, when it was apparent that the sun meant to keep me from sleep, I pushed my self up with a grimace. My muscles ached, throbbing in a gentle hum, but I ignored the
pain to sit up completely. Throwing my legs over the side of the bed, the sheet covering me tugged away to reveal my lack of clothing. I blushed slightly and tucked the sheet more
firmly around me.
I would have like to ask myself if last night was a memory, but there were three other times of extended steamy sessions that chased away such a naive question. My body was quivering
with exhaustion, especially my legs, as they felt numb. Despite the exhaustion and sore, aching muscles, there was a pleasant feeling of contentment, like an after glow of the
euphoria from last night's, and this morning's, activities.
I'm sure there would have been more sessions between us, but Hiei seemed to understand that anymore pleasure would drive me into a coma. I turned eagerly to him every time he called my name or touched me, but everything that had happened, this new, pleasant phase in my life,
had overloaded my mind into a bone-weary mess. But he was gone.
I stared at his empty side of the bed, wondering when he had left for Spirit World. It wasn't anything new that I had missed seeing him off, because sometimes I slept too heavily to hear him leave.
Even though I had little sleep last night, I was too high off of this trickling bliss to sleep anymore. Besides, I had always had trouble sleeping without Hiei.
A shadow flickered from the side of my vision and I turned my head, my eyes widening when
they met a familiar face. He had a screw driver in one hand and now I remember what exactly had awakened me besides the sunshine. My eyes slipped past him to regard the door, which was now attached back to the doorframe, as if it hadn't slid off the hinges from a rash kick.
"I thought you had left already," I murmured sleepily.
Crouching down before me, he set the tool on the night stand before tilting his face up to regard me with a calm gaze. "I've cleared my schedule for the weekend."
"The... entire weekend?"
Hiei didn't answer. His eyes strayed to the opening of my make-shift clothing and he peeled it away from me. My breathing hitched, but I sat there calmly and let him undress me. There was still the need to be self-conscious, but I trusted him too much to shy away. Still, the room was lit up in an astounding amount of light and I had to force myself to keep from
pulling the sheets across my front. "Are you okay," he asked.
Meeting his eyes, I chewed my lip thoughtfully. "Well, I'm really hungry."
Hiei moved his hand down to the inside of my thigh, saying seriously, "I meant here."
My lips formed a circle, as I breathed a silent 'oh'. I ached a lot, but it wasn't anything too serious. I doubt I could walk though, considering I couldn't feel my legs.
"I was too rough earlier," he explained, informing me of our recent act a couple of hours
ago. "You're still getting used to me." Placing a kiss on my knee, he pushed the sheets back in place. "You bled a little on the sheets."
Craning my neck, I searched for any signs of blood, but the bed was too messy for me to look properly. Honestly, I hadn't felt any pain throughout our lovemaking, which was what I called it (I'm not sure what he addressed it as). It felt almost unreal, to be seeing him as my
lover. I was brimming with happiness that swirled around my head, singing a melodic song of a promising paradise. The song was one of my own inner joy where it danced rapturously, while
on the outside I controlled it with a gentle smile.
"Do you really have this weekend off?" I whispered down at him, ignoring his question about my well-being.
"Yes."
Thining about the many times he had told me he would have an afternoon off, but would end up staying for some up-coming matter, I cupped his cheeks and asked shyly, "... do you promise?"
His eyes moved to my mouth, tracing the curve of my lips. "Yes."
Ecstatic, I leaned down and kissed him softly. Gathering me into his arms, he lifted me off the bed and headed toward the door.
"Where are we going?" "We're taking a bath."
Blushing, I blinked up at him. "... together?" He smirked.
Later, I realized that his way of bathing was _very _different than the way I bathed.
A/N: Well, somehow I managed to write this entire thing without any vulgar words. I pushed the rating, but it's not that explicit when you take out the vulgarity in it. It should be okay, I think. I'll tell you right now, writing scenes like this is hard in first person. Anyways, I was listening to **Degausser by Brand New** when I wrote this. I thought it was kind of haunting. I hope I did you guys justice. This was for all of you who have been
waiting. I don't usually ask for it, but **review** this piece, please. It's pretty much my first real "**lemon**". The other one didn't count - so let me know how I did. I love you
guys and see you soon!
Thanks to **akasoeki** for beta-reading and always encouraging me!
P.S: I also have two drawings of Karen (one's with Hiei and another is with his dragon) on deviant art. There is another on the way that will be over a fun scene from chapter 15. My daily snippets on my profile seemed to be really hitting off, too. Thanks! If you want to
thank my sister personally, her pen name on this site is BuzzLazy. Love, peace, and a little bit of chicken grease!
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