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Tasting Him

Ray stepped into the shower slowly after she put on a nice American song she had heard earlier from shopping. It was a pleasant little tune that she rather enjoyed when picking up stuff for their breakfast. A sigh escaped her as she pooled shampoo in her hand. Poor Zack. She had overridden his instincts with her wants. It was baby steps with Zack. His mind probably never really thought about women unless he wanted to take their lives. She was the closest thing to a woman companion he had ever allowed himself to have. At least he wasn't going to leave her or actually try to connect with another woman. She paused at the thought of him trying to woo another woman. Shaking her head, she decided not to dwell on it much longer as she rinsed her hair. She still wanted to give him something no one else had been able to touch, mostly because she didn't plan to be alive that long when she first encountered him. Scrubbing her body, she allowed the soap to get her body smelling right with a soap she noticed Zack had taken a liking too. This shower had to be fast for a thunder storm was coming. She wanted to be cleaned and ready to make lunch while finishing her gun handbook. The last few chapters had been really informative. As she stepped out of the shower to wrap the towel around her body, she jumped at the feeling of the hands sliding across her waist to her tummy. Turning fast, she made reached on the side of the cabinet for a gun but paused as she faced the person responsible.

"Zack?" She asked confused by his presence in the bathroom. Just a few moments ago, he was yelling at her for being naked in front of him and yet here he was, staring at her with an intense expression.

"I wanna do it." He whispered his eyes on her little blue towel. It was that one piece of fabric that was keeping her body away from his eyes. His nose inhaled that soap that he liked on her skin causing him to pay more attention to his fast beating heart.

"No Zack, we don't have to do it. It's okay." She smiled at him. "Come on, let me get dressed and I'll make lunch." She moved to the door to get out. "Do tacos sound go-"

He slammed his hand on the door to keep it closed.

She jerked back in surprise. "Zack?"

Zack looked down at her in complete seriousness. She stared at him in wonder as he wrapped his arm around her waist. "Ray… I wanna… shit." He sighed before starting again. "I want your gift, you little bitch." He frowned.

Ray shook her head slowly. "I'm serious Zack. Nothing has to be accepted or denied. In fact, it won't change our relationship because you said no." Ray knew where his mind had been going. He thought that she was upset with him about not wanting to have sex and that wasn't the case. She knew that sex was something that never crossed his mind. Why would it? To be truthful, it hadn't crossed her mind either till recently. She kind of just blurted it out at the table to see what he would do. But now she had to follow through with it. "We are fine." Her hand touched his cheek.

Zack grabbed her wrist before dragging her out of the bathroom. He led her to his room before pushing her down on the bed. Getting on top of her, he stared down at her with an intense gaze while holding himself above her. Her eyes widened at the sight of him getting on top of her. She wondered how far he would take this. He leaned down to her face as he placed his hand on the hem of her towel. She allowed him to touch it while breathing softly. He slowly pulled it away from her body, his gaze concentrated on her skin.

"Do you want me to walk you through this?" she asked softly watching him stare at her open towel.

…

Zack was stuck. She was under him on his bed naked. Lighting struck to illuminate her body. Her face was soft with understanding. He was new to this but he didn't want to do anything that would hurt her. That and he couldn't show Ray how weird she was making him feel. She sat up from under him while moving her towel from under her body. His eyes took in her breasts. Her pink nipples seemed almost like little drops of sweetness even with the scent of her soap wafting in front of his nose. He had never noticed the tattoo on her chest. He never had looked at her naked chest before. A thought crossed his mind. When had she gone and got it done? Not that he was complaining, it looked quite well with her pale skin. It was a dragon that wrapped around her breasts. The claws sat under her breasts and hugged her sides while the head rested on her left boob over her heart. The tail curled around her belly button in the most seductive way. The body of the dragon was coiled around her chest and abdomen. His finger traced it lightly, lost in the details of the art work. The scales looked so real. How had she hid this from him?

"I got it done in honor of you." she explained, watching his finger circle her belly button.

"In honor of me?" His eyes looked up at her in confusion.

"In the Chinese culture, dragons are the symbols of power, strength, and control of the elements. You are all of those things. If you look closely, your name is in the head."

Zack looked at the head in awe. There in fact under the horns sat his name on the back of the dragons head. What was he supposed to say to this? Shit if he knew what the differences in the cultures but it obviously meant something special to her. It meant that he was special to her. No one had ever done something so nice for him. She actually dedicated her body to him. "Ray…"

"Zack, you mean the world to me. I would go to the ends of the earth for you. Nothing would ever stop me from taking care of you." Her hand touched his face. "Nothing in this life am I deserving of, especially being here with you."

"Fuck me." He sighed lying next to her. What the fuck was he supposed to say to that?

Ray stood up from the bed. She moved to be on top of him. Her lips kissed his softly and sweetly. He kissed her back unsure of what she was going to do. Her lips trailed down his neck. She sucked and nipped softly while unraveling his bandages. His breath hitched at her soft lips and teeth touching his burns. He wanted to push her away and move but the fact that it felt so good held him there. Zack couldn't control how his body was reacting to her sweet touches. The feeling of her lips and teeth on his charred skin had his dick jumping. He bit his lip to try and control his urge to push her down onto his bed. He watched in confusion as she slipped down his waist and grabbed his shorts. A soft protest escaped him before she quieted him down with another kiss. Pulling them down his bandaged legs, she tossed them onto the floor next to her towel. She took careful work in undoing his bandages before setting them to the side. He covered his manhood with a deep blush.

"What the shit Ray?! You don't just undress a grown ass man, you asshole!" he barked his face red as an apple.

She chuckled quietly as she shook her head. "Relax Zack. This is your brat remember? I'm going to make it pleasurable. I promise."

She slid in between his legs on the bed. Settling in between his thighs, her lips were touching the burns on his legs and thighs. He froze at the feeling of soft touches on his legs. Once she made it to his thighs, she pulled his hands away before kissing them one by one. He watched her stare at his dick. Was it big enough? Did she like it? All of the thoughts went through his head as he watched her stare at it. Her hand picked it up slowly and he jumped. There were no burn marks on it. It was the original color it was supposed to be. Her fingers were cold to his bare flesh. He shivered when she wrapped her hand around his dick. A moan escaped him when she pressed her lips to the tip before moving them up and down on the sides. What was this feeling? His monster purred at the feeling of her mouth engulfing him while he himself felt like he was killing someone. She sucked softly a little unsure at first but eventually, she got the hang of it and became confident. And it showed. She put her hands into as she sucked, twisting and sucking at the same time. His breath hitched at the feeling of something coming from inside his body. She pulled away for a moment only let him see the spit trail from her mouth to his dick. He couldn't help but cursing as she took him all the way into her throat.

"Ray," he moaned softly. "Oh, fuck Ray!"

She didn't say anything.

"Fuck!" he moaned overcome with pleasure as he tilted his head back.

It continued on for some minutes as the burning sensation pooled in his belly at something foreign to him. He grabbed her hair to keep her where she was. She held there while sucking till he finally released in her mouth. She didn't stop sucking causing him to buck his hips deeper into her mouth. He tried to pull her away but she wouldn't let go till she milked him of every last drop. Letting him go as the orgasm subsided from his body, she watched him pant for air. He shook at the intensity of his first orgasm from her. She sat up from him while wiping her mouth. A smile spread across her face at his heaving form.

"I told you it was going to be pleasurable." She chuckled, deciding if she liked the taste of cum in her mouth. It wasn't bad, just something she would get used to.

Zack looked up at her as he caught his breath. She seemed very pleased with herself. He grabbed her arm and pulled her down on top of him. Kissing her lips, he let himself get lost in the feelings of passion. He didn't think he would ever enjoy such a feeling but it was something he was growing to like. She kissed him back before pulling away from him to get air into her lungs.

"Do you want to go further?" she asked breathless.

He sat up, taking her with him. She sat on his lap above his dick but she still was under his chin. Of course he was curious at how far she would take this but there was something in him that wanted to take it slow. That wasn't normally his thing but he could break her since she was much weaker than himself. Shaking his head, he pulled her to his chest. Resting his head on hers, he let out a deep fulfilled sigh. She wrapped her arm around his waist. They both were quiet only listening to the rain hit the window a little harder. This was something that comforted him greatly. Her touch always made him feel better about himself. The fact that she didn't think he was disgusting made him want to cry. He would never admit to that shit but it pulled at something in him. She often gave his burns little touches over time when she wrapped his bandages.

"No, this is enough for now."

She nodded against his chest.