Lissette's body quivered, every particle of her being aching with anticipation. She'd longed for his touch for so, so long, but now, she was a little unsure. How could she know that someone so thoroughly seeded with hatred, would be gentle and kind? He was a killing machine, not a lover. She wasn't too sure what she was getting herself into, as they lay sprawled out on the soft, warm grass in the back of her home. She briefly recalled the night Pierre left, but forced the thought from her mind, focusing only on Adrian and the immense pleasure he was bringing her, even though they were not touching at all.
"I wouldn't dream of hurting you," Adrian tenderly whispered against her cheek, planting a light kiss. He sensed her apprehension, but he knew that he would give his life in order to ensure her an extra moment of happiness, even if she didn't have the slightest inkling. His love for Lissette grew from a commitment he'd made to her darling Pierre only weeks ago: To protect the young woman and make sure she was happy for the rest of her life.
"I know," she said sheepishly, trying to decide whether to take control of the situation or shy away. She chose the latter and retracted slightly, now lying on her side, facing away from him. A single tear menacingly adhered to her eye, causing her to take conscious effort to keep it from falling. His strong arm lay on her side, holding the two together. She was like an impetus for Adrian's survival.
"Lissette," he said softly, kissing her shoulder, "I'd never let anything harm you." She nodded and let a smile creep onto her face as his hand left her waist and moved to her stomach. His fingers toyed with the fabric of her dress, the soft cotton felt so relaxing against his tired, tight skin. He touched her hip, then moved his hand down, feeling all over her body. She smiled and moved to lie on her back to accommodate his wandering.
"Mmm…" she moaned softly when his hand trailed lightly from her abdomen to her neck in one long movement. The tickle of his skin so close to hers was driving her mad. She grabbed his hand and kissed each finger softly, daring him to bring his mouth to hers. Luckily, he took the cue and soon, Adrian picked her up.
"Let's take this inside," he whispered throatily. She smiled and nodded in concession. They reached the back door and went immediately up to her bedroom. The feather-soft bed provided the perfect stage.
As Adrian rid himself of his shirt and pants, Lissette unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor, the soft cotton making only whispering noises as it hit. Adrian looked at her and smiled, realizing that he was correct, she was beautiful. Her body was average, her looks were average, even her personality was average, but there was just something about her that seemed to make a feeling of beauty radiate from her body.
She sat on the bed and waited for him to quit ogling her. He smiled and walked slowly over, sitting next to her as if to say, "We're in this together."
Her small hand found his face and pulled him down to her so that she could kiss him softly. She could feel a smile on his lips as they locked down on her own, and she wrapped her other arm around his neck, pulling him closer still. His arms held her waist tight, massaging her back with his large, rough hands. She moved to sit on his lap, wanting to be as close as possible, and sat facing him, still kissing his mouth hungrily. It had been a long while since she'd be intimate with anyone, but she was positive that this was it.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" she asked shakily as his hand traced her face, her neck, her shoulders, her chest. What could he say? Of course he did, it was all he'd thought about since their initial meeting. He'd forced the thoughts to the very back of his mind, but every night, there she was. He could feel her soft body on top of his own, writhing and twisting; Her lips on his body, making him wild with desire.
He said nothing, choosing to just get right to the point. He brushed her hair behind her ear and softly touched her cheek before wrapping her in his arms and lying her down. He admired her for a moment before planting a solid kiss on her waiting lips. As he bent down to kiss her, he allowed a hand to trail from the side of her face to her shoulder; From her shoulder to her chest; From her chest to her stomach; Then finally, from her chest to her thighs.
"I won't do anything you don't want me to," he told her softly when he felt her body tighten. She smiled and nodded, urging him to continue. He moved his hand around, looking for just the right spot.
They continued kissing for a long while as Adrian's hands clumsily traveled around her person, making her tremble nonetheless. He positioned himself so that he was lying between her legs and continued to wander round her body, a seemingly foreign territory. She ran her hands lustfully over his scalp, then down to his shoulders. Her hands flew behind her to grasp the bedpost as she felt a very strange feeling. Without pause, Adrian's body began to slowly move over hers, their extreme lower regions burning with a sensation that neither had experienced in a long, long while.
Lissette hissed and moaned with every push, and Adrian's reactions were similar. He groaned her name as he kissed and licked her soft skin while enjoying the feeling of being so deep inside of her. She relished the sensation she felt deep inside of her body as she reached her climax. Impressed by Adrian's staying power, she allowed him to continue the heavenly motion and never quit bring her hips up to meet his every thrust.
She let out a banshee-like scream as the culmination of his excitement was met. She could feel his touch soften as he still lay on top of her. Before, he'd been filled with lust and desire, but now, he seemed to have made a 180-degree rotation. His eyes sparkled with a new light, and he was sure he wasn't the same person, and it scared him. He'd been trained to kill, not love.
Lissette, however, was taking pleasure in the new tenderness the man was displaying. Still only a child, she was not used to harshness and had been sheltered from the rough ways of the world for the entirety of her life, so she welcomed the change. No matter how insignificant it seemed to Adrian, to Lissette, the softness with which he said her name and looked into her eyes made a world of difference.
"I wouldn't dream of hurting you," Adrian tenderly whispered against her cheek, planting a light kiss. He sensed her apprehension, but he knew that he would give his life in order to ensure her an extra moment of happiness, even if she didn't have the slightest inkling. His love for Lissette grew from a commitment he'd made to her darling Pierre only weeks ago: To protect the young woman and make sure she was happy for the rest of her life.
"I know," she said sheepishly, trying to decide whether to take control of the situation or shy away. She chose the latter and retracted slightly, now lying on her side, facing away from him. A single tear menacingly adhered to her eye, causing her to take conscious effort to keep it from falling. His strong arm lay on her side, holding the two together. She was like an impetus for Adrian's survival.
"Lissette," he said softly, kissing her shoulder, "I'd never let anything harm you." She nodded and let a smile creep onto her face as his hand left her waist and moved to her stomach. His fingers toyed with the fabric of her dress, the soft cotton felt so relaxing against his tired, tight skin. He touched her hip, then moved his hand down, feeling all over her body. She smiled and moved to lie on her back to accommodate his wandering.
"Mmm…" she moaned softly when his hand trailed lightly from her abdomen to her neck in one long movement. The tickle of his skin so close to hers was driving her mad. She grabbed his hand and kissed each finger softly, daring him to bring his mouth to hers. Luckily, he took the cue and soon, Adrian picked her up.
"Let's take this inside," he whispered throatily. She smiled and nodded in concession. They reached the back door and went immediately up to her bedroom. The feather-soft bed provided the perfect stage.
As Adrian rid himself of his shirt and pants, Lissette unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor, the soft cotton making only whispering noises as it hit. Adrian looked at her and smiled, realizing that he was correct, she was beautiful. Her body was average, her looks were average, even her personality was average, but there was just something about her that seemed to make a feeling of beauty radiate from her body.
She sat on the bed and waited for him to quit ogling her. He smiled and walked slowly over, sitting next to her as if to say, "We're in this together."
Her small hand found his face and pulled him down to her so that she could kiss him softly. She could feel a smile on his lips as they locked down on her own, and she wrapped her other arm around his neck, pulling him closer still. His arms held her waist tight, massaging her back with his large, rough hands. She moved to sit on his lap, wanting to be as close as possible, and sat facing him, still kissing his mouth hungrily. It had been a long while since she'd be intimate with anyone, but she was positive that this was it.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" she asked shakily as his hand traced her face, her neck, her shoulders, her chest. What could he say? Of course he did, it was all he'd thought about since their initial meeting. He'd forced the thoughts to the very back of his mind, but every night, there she was. He could feel her soft body on top of his own, writhing and twisting; Her lips on his body, making him wild with desire.
He said nothing, choosing to just get right to the point. He brushed her hair behind her ear and softly touched her cheek before wrapping her in his arms and lying her down. He admired her for a moment before planting a solid kiss on her waiting lips. As he bent down to kiss her, he allowed a hand to trail from the side of her face to her shoulder; From her shoulder to her chest; From her chest to her stomach; Then finally, from her chest to her thighs.
"I won't do anything you don't want me to," he told her softly when he felt her body tighten. She smiled and nodded, urging him to continue. He moved his hand around, looking for just the right spot.
They continued kissing for a long while as Adrian's hands clumsily traveled around her person, making her tremble nonetheless. He positioned himself so that he was lying between her legs and continued to wander round her body, a seemingly foreign territory. She ran her hands lustfully over his scalp, then down to his shoulders. Her hands flew behind her to grasp the bedpost as she felt a very strange feeling. Without pause, Adrian's body began to slowly move over hers, their extreme lower regions burning with a sensation that neither had experienced in a long, long while.
Lissette hissed and moaned with every push, and Adrian's reactions were similar. He groaned her name as he kissed and licked her soft skin while enjoying the feeling of being so deep inside of her. She relished the sensation she felt deep inside of her body as she reached her climax. Impressed by Adrian's staying power, she allowed him to continue the heavenly motion and never quit bring her hips up to meet his every thrust.
She let out a banshee-like scream as the culmination of his excitement was met. She could feel his touch soften as he still lay on top of her. Before, he'd been filled with lust and desire, but now, he seemed to have made a 180-degree rotation. His eyes sparkled with a new light, and he was sure he wasn't the same person, and it scared him. He'd been trained to kill, not love.
Lissette, however, was taking pleasure in the new tenderness the man was displaying. Still only a child, she was not used to harshness and had been sheltered from the rough ways of the world for the entirety of her life, so she welcomed the change. No matter how insignificant it seemed to Adrian, to Lissette, the softness with which he said her name and looked into her eyes made a world of difference.