Dear readers
I'm on a roll! New chapter is up! This a lemon so you can skip this if you wish. The next chapter doesn't require you to read this.
Warning: Lemon! Martian love making. Not very vanilla.
Disclaimer: oh the things I'd do to J'onn if he were mine.
Chapter Six
The Embrace
Sighing at the turn of events, I dejectedly make tea.
I know I can't be angry, all his thoughts and conflicts were open to me. J'onn never hid what he felt regarding his wife. The blame lies with me if no one else for my strong reaction to his predatory stare and deep growls.
I know J'onn is attracted to me but his maturity and experience enable him to control his reactions till he gives almost nothing away physically while my inexperience sets my body aflame under him.
The day progresses monotonously as I fix myself lunch and stare at the same word in my book for over twenty minutes, not having a clue about what I read. Suffice it to say I'm distracted. I know better than to read his mind when he's on a mission both out of fear of distracting him and of him reprimanding me for any damage I might sustain.
Nightfall is not welcome as the sun sets around me and J'onn is yet to return. I order pizza out of sheer boredom while popping bubbles in the bathwater, fingers lazily swirling the foam.
Wrapping my hair in a towel I slip into my night dress, donning my navy blue dressing gown over it as the bell rings for my pizza.
Paying the delivery boy I plop down on the couch, flicking on the tv to a nature documentary. Halfway through the pizza, tiredness sets in and I clear up for the night heading to bed, hoping J'onn is safe as I hang up the dressing gown and let down my hair.
My bed smells like fresh rain and spices, J'onn's scent surrounding me calms my mind. Before I know it, my face buries itself in the pillow J'onn used last night as I fall asleep.
Sometime in the night the soft sound of footsteps penetrate my sleep and a heavy hand falls onto my shoulder, gently rubbing my back. The bed dips at my waist as the hand brushes up my neck, moving my hair out of my face. A firm press of lips pull me out of my sleep just as J'onn pulls away. My arm shoots out to grip his hand.
'Stay.'
J'onn sits back down on the bed, his cape, red cross and boots dematerializing as he slips under the covers pulling me to his chest.
His warmth pulls a whimper from my lips just as his arm settles comfortably across my waist. The steady rise and fall of his breathing brushes his bare chest against my back, the silk of my night dress teasing my skin which is coming alive in his proximity. J'onn presses a kiss to the back of my neck his mind whispering apologies.
'You don't have to apologize, I know what you're dealing with.'
"Look at me." he requests softly, his voice in the quiet night sending shivers through my body.
I turn to face him, knowing we already crossed the line the minute he climbed into my bed.
"I was at a social gathering with the founding members tonight and Diana forced me to realize something."
J'onn wraps his arms around me, pulling me flush to his chest, my body barely half the width of his. He cards his fingers through my hair as he continues his thoughts.
"She told me I was living in the past when I had already been blessed with a future. I realized she was correct when I saw you sleeping." he traces my eyes, his thumb brushing over my lip. "You look so fragile, your mind uneasy, full of self blame. It was not my intention to hurt you."
"J'onn," I'm silenced by his finger coming close to my mouth.
"J'onn.." I breathe out to him.
His fingers fold under my chin, gently turning my face up to meet his. His thumb runs slowly over my bottom lip making it tingle as my body becomes overly sensitive. The tremble in my body causes his free hand to splay at my lower back. The heat making me arch up, my lips parting under his finger.
J'onn's red eyes darken, his body demanding I yield to him. It must be a Martian biological behavior but being human doesn't make me immune to it. I catch a memory of his which I unwittingly recreate.
I turn my face slightly to the left, baring the long column of my neck to J'onn.
The reaction in instantaneous.
J'onn J'onzz, breath flying in sharply tightening his fingers at my waist, attacks my neck.
I let out a keening whimper, hands clutching at his biceps as he zeroes in on my weak spot, his teeth worrying the skin while his tongue runs soothingly over it. Like all things with J'onn, its dizzyingly too much.
He releases my neck memorizing the wrecked sound leaving my throat as he firmly turns my head in the opposite direction. Knowing what's coming doesn't prepare me in the least as he once again latches onto my neck.
My body surrenders to him without my conscious effort and J'onn seems to notice instantly. He doesn't pause as he guides me beneath his large frame, effectively pinning me down.
I whimper under him, every sensation bordering on the wrong side of too much even though all he's done so far is tease my throat and cover me.
'J'onn!'
J'onn slows his ravaging, his touch changing till it soothes me more than it arouses me. His arm props him over my head, the fingers of his free hand gently grazing my lips, his thoughts clear as he works out the mechanics of kissing.
I don't even want to take control of this situation, the sheer amount of overwhelming sensation he has created by sucking on my neck is enough indication that the Martian Manhunter is far more experienced than I'd imagine.
"Yield to me."
I can barely recognize his voice! The husky tone nearly undoes me just as his fingers settle at the back of my head, his thumb gently forcing my chin up.
He descends on my mouth as my eyes close. The soft press of his lips feels tentative before my lips part under his and my thoughts frizzle out as he invades all of my senses. I moan into his mouth. He tastes like smells, fresh rain.
J'onn groans as he slips his tongue into my mouth, twisting it to rub against my own. Its like being a virgin again, lost under the assault of a man, unsure how to reciprocate.
My hands tug on his neck and I slip my tongue into his mouth, eager to suck on his tongue.
His hand travels down the side of my body, slipping under my nightdress to touch my bare thigh. His touch electrifies me and I find myself whimpering uncontrollably as he silences my moans by sucking in my tongue. My body is writhing under his unmovable bulk, demanding friction where the heat is most in me.
J'onn releases my mouth, pulling back enough to pull my dress over my head, his eyes taking me in while my fingers touch his chest as he leans back.
His chest is part of him I find myself often pulled against and the density of his muscles will always amaze me as I trace the contours along the well defined clavicles, pectorals and the valleys between each muscle in his stomach.
J'onn leans forward and kisses me before he sits back on his knees. He coaxes my thighs apart across his waist, his width making it almost uncomfortable. The material of his shorts rubbing against me offer the barest of relief as he leans over me once more, his mouth working its way down my ear, past my neck upon which he once more nips and licks till I'm writhing furiously. My fists lock in the sheets as tears gather in my eyes. I need friction.
J'onn pays no heed to my thoughts, he simply runs both his hands over my stomach, gliding up to cup my breasts, a forefinger and thumb gently pinching each nipple just as he bites down on my neck.
"J'onn!"
My release catches me by surprise, every muscle locking down as I reach my peak without ever having been touched at my most intimate of places.
J'onn's grinning face greets me as I touch down from my high, my body screaming for something to contract on instead of empty space inside me.
"J'onn..."
"Hush. I know." he proceeds to show exactly how well he knows by rubbing his fingers over the wetness of my underwear, providing me with the first actual friction for the night, I can't help moving against his hand, needing any part of him inside to ease the empty clenching.
J'onn pulls my panties down my legs, his pants dematerialized somewhere along the way. Before I can get a good look at him, he pushes my thighs apart, his eyes turning the darkest shade of red I've ever seen. It reasserts his dominance as he looms over me, carefully guiding his tip against me. He feels huge and if the rest of him is any indication then he's definitely huge.
J'onn presses a calming kiss to my forehead, his hands gripping mine as an anchor.
'Look at me.'
My eyes lock onto his darkened ones, arousal and slight apprehension making me tense under him. J'onn nuzzles against my jaw, his body poised to penetrate me.
"You are too tense," he kisses me gently. "Breathe."
Breathing out, I melt under him, ready to let him claim me. J'onn presses a kiss to my throat, even the barest press enough to remind me of what exactly it is that he can do.
One of his hands run down my body to press against my bundle of nerves, I arch wildly against the bed as he works me there, low rumbles escaping his chest as he pins both my wrists under one large hand. His thighs force mine further apart and I'm left helpless under his assault on my senses.
He gently slips one large finger inside me, my muscles clench down gratefully, glad to have anything to contract against. J'onn groans in my ear, slowly working a second finger as my breath hitches at the stretch.
His mind is a mess of sensations and focusing on it dizzies me with want, I twist my hips against his fingers, mentally pleading for him to complete this.
J'onn releases my wrists to hold my hips steady before slowly thrusting in in one smooth stroke. My body screams in protest at his size, muscles straining to accommodate his alien girth. He locks my body under his, not giving me room to move as he holds me down, his voice commanding me to relax.
As I keen under him he rubs his hand soothingly along my sides, eyes loosing the dark red shade for the first time since we began. He cups my face in his hands.
'Focus on me.'
'Kind of hard not to when you're pulsing inside me.'
J'onn lets out a laugh, his hand brushing my hair back to press another tender kiss to my forehead just before he moves his hips. The delicious friction and the slow burn make me dig my fingers into his shoulders, throwing my head back on a mewl.
He starts to withdraw and push back into me, slow steady thrusts making me feel the entire length of him as it rubs against me. By the third such thrust my body has adjusted to his and is begging for a harder pace. J'onn must've been listening to my thoughts during this entire time he's been driving me wild, for no sooner has the thought crossed before he slams into me with enough force to knock my breath out.
He picks his pace, keeping his thrusts well paced as I writhe and arch against the bed. My fingers wildly roam his body, dragging my nails down his back. His pace falters with a growl and he pulls my face into the crook of his neck, arms holding me tightly.
After all the torture he bestowed on my neck, I can't resist giving a gentle bite to his conveniently located throat.
J'onn hisses harshly his body going rigid before he pulls back and roughly tilts my head to the left going straight for my neck. In under a minute J'onn has me screaming his name as I climax around him, finally clenching on his hard length in relief.
J'onn freezes over me as he lets out a reverberating groan, releasing into me. He doesn't collapse on me, instead his nearly black eyes focus on me as they fade back to the normal shade of red I'm used to.
Pressing a kiss to my hair he pulls me across his chest, covering me with the blanket. I settle tiredly on him, my body unbelievably sore, feeling like I underwent the workout of a lifetime merely from all the straining under him.
J'onn rubs long soothing strokes along my back till I feel myself falling asleep, surrounded by his tranquil embrace.
