It's Like Having Been Born Again.  Pt 9

Author chick's notes:  I have only two words for this one: COLD SHOWER!  Well that and some burble.  I had to write me a 'For Mako's eyes only' bit to get me in the right frame of mind here…that and go through a pack of bloody smokes.  =)--~  Yes this is for mature audiences only…or hentai ones, but I won't tell if you don't tell. ;) 

Hentai = Japanese for pervert. ^^  Disclaimers are in Pt 1  this is just filler space and if you're looking for the real action, you can skip this and not miss a thing.  I highly recommend you skip this if you are NOT of age to read such naughtiness.

It's Like Having Been Born Again. Pt 9

They had retired to their shared quarters after the gruesome display earlier.  The Baroness had received word that there was to be a meeting of COBRA's ranking officers and she was to attend.  The meeting was scheduled for two days, time to let Cobra Commander get everything sorted out on his end, at least that was what the message said.  The Baroness had another theory altogether. 

Steeler was in the shower as she was getting dressed and ready for bed.  She lay down on her side of the large bed and curled onto her side.  The pillow next to her held his scent and she buried her face into it, not wanting to move as sweet memories washed over her.  She heard the water turn off in the bathroom and looked over towards the door.  From the reflection in the mirror she could see that he was wearing only a towel around his waist as he set about brushing his teeth.

She raised her head up a little higher to watch him, enthralled with watching him perform such a mundane and simple task like brushing his teeth.  After spitting the last of the suds out of his mouth he rinsed and stood up straight again.  Her pulse jumped as she watched him lean back a little as he stretched the tension out of his long lean torso, fascinated as she saw the tight muscles in his stomach ripple with the effort.  Considerably less tense, he tossed his towel to the side and pulled on a pair of boxer shorts.  The Baroness pretended to be asleep as he turned towards her, turning off the bathroom light as he made his way to bed.

Slipping under the sheets he picked up a report Clutch had written out about basic COBRA mechanics and began reading.  'He's not your Steeler, He's not your Steeler' the Baroness repeated in her mind as she felt the warmth radiate off of him towards her.  In her efforts to calm herself she didn't realize she was frowning.  Steeler looked over from his reading and saw the tense expression on her delicate features.

"You ok?" He asked softly, in case she was indeed asleep.  She cracked an eye open and looked up at him.

"'M fine." She mumbled closing her eyes again to him as he laid there, propped on one elbow looking at her in concern.

"Okay…" He said before returning to his reading.  She was anything but 'fine' however as she became aware of the fact that her senses were working overtime.  She felt him shift a little and looked again.  He'd gone from lying on his side to leaning against the headboard.  He was pulling at his lower lip with his thumb and ring finger as he continued to read.  It was too much for her.  Her Steeler would drive her insane with the same habit whenever he was focusing on something and she remembered all the times she had to either leave the room or do something about it.

Steeler looked down at her again as she shifted closer to him still curled up in a fetal position on her side.  He draped his free arm onto the pillow around the top of her head and began softly rubbing the space between her shoulder blades with a fingertip. She heard him laugh softly as he read the way Clutch described the machinery as 'pieces of shit.'  Knowing he was fully engrossed in what he was doing she made up her mind, the jolts of sensation exploding from where he was gently touching her back, urging her to act.

Carefully she reached forward and felt the band of his boxer shorts, she followed down and forward until she found the opening in the front and reached in.  Steeler sucked in air between clenched teeth as he felt her hand wrap around him.  "Hsst, Jesus Anna." He got out as he put the report to the side and slid down to be more even with her.  She didn't let go as she felt his hand under her chin, gently bringing her face to an angle more suited for kissing.

She tilted her head back a little to give him better access to her elegant throat and wimpered in pleasure as his mouth found its target at the junction of neck and shoulder.  He was about to roll himself completely on top of her when he felt one of her long slender hands push against his chest and force him onto his back.  Surprise turned to pleasure as she took control and began teasing his chest with her lips, occasionally touching the tip of her tongue to his tanned skin as she gently worked her way lower to her ultimate goal. 

Steeler tossed the covers back as she got to the waistband of his boxers and lifted his hips enough for her to remove them.  She felt his fist clench in her hair as she exposed his member and gently traced her tongue along the tip.  Instinct took over as she slowly lowered her mouth over his erection and began tracing the prominent veins with her tongue, occasionally adding the lightest of nips with her teeth as she began in earnest to pleasure him.

Steeler let the delicious torture continue for a little while longer before gathering the strength to move away from her touch and begin returning the favor.  Their tongues danced as they kissed each other feverishly.  She felt his hand begin to lower one of the straps of her nightgown before moving away long enough to remove the offending piece of material. 

She found herself on her back again as he began exploring her body.  She gasped when she felt teeth gently bite at one of her nipples and sank her hands into his hair to hold him there for a little longer.  As he teased one nipple with his teeth, his thumb quickly brought the other to almost painful awareness.  After a few minutes his explorations took him lower, soon she was clenching her teeth to keep from screaming as he teased her naval with his tongue.   It had been so long since she'd last felt his touch that it wasn't taking to much effort from him to quickly send her over the deep end.

Her battle with silence was lost when she felt one of his fingers slide between her legs.  She could hear him chuckle as she screamed in release for the first time in longer then she cared to remember.  Her nervous system was still recovering when he replaced his fingers with his mouth.  'They are the same man…' she marveled, the last coherent thought the Baroness had before she gave herself completely over to desire. 

Steeler smirked up at her when he noticed that she was tossing her head from side to side in sheer bliss.  Rising to his knees he hooked his hands behind both of her knees and pulled her into his lap.  She bit her lower lip as he began to ever so gently enter her.  She tasted the copper tang of blood as he started to slowly thrust into her.  She'd bitten her lip to hard but she didn't care.  All she cared about at that moment, was that her beloved was filling her completely and working every ounce of release out of her.

He fought for control when he felt her clench around him again in orgasm.  He'd never had a lover this willing or this eager before and he knew he wouldn't last nearly as long as he had in the past.  "C'mon…I know ya got one more in there somewhere." He groaned.   She did, his words sending her to oblivion again as he leaned down closer to her and began kissing and nipping at her neck.  She felt him thrust harder suddenly, picking up his pace as he felt his own climax begin to boil within him.  She yelped when he bit down on her neck as he flooded her insides with his release. 

With what little strength he had left he gently lay down on top of her, kissing her chin and neck as he shuddered a few last times before reluctantly pulling out.  They then rolled to their sides, still facing each other, legs entwined as they continued kissing each other, hands roaming wherever they could reach and eliciting  a few remaining moans of pleasure out of the other.

They lay like that for a while, taking pleasure from the other's presence and slowly recovering from their earlier exertions.  Steeler looked down at the Baroness where she was currently nuzzling his collarbone.  He traced her spine with his hand and got a small giggle out of her.

"Hmm?" He mumbled when she looked up at him and began to laugh.

"Just thinking." She replied, her eyes beginning to close as she cuddled up to him.

"Of…?" Curiosity getting the better of him.

"The 'tank incident'" She said before breaking into another fit of giggles.

"Tank incident?" He asked, raising his head a little and looking down at her.

"I had been 'captured' in an effort to make an important meeting for the Resistance." She began to explain.  "I was late of course, because the tank commander had this sudden maddening urge to find out if I was still as 'responsive' as the last time we had met." She continued.

"I'm safe in assuming said tanker was the other me right?" He asked.  She raised her face to him and smiled softly.

"Yes. And as odd as it may seem, having you here now…" She thought for a moment before finishing her statement.  "Having you here, helps me put his memory to rest." She sighed, running a hand down his chest as she said it.

Steeler was quiet for a moment as her words sank in, then raising his gaze to the ceiling he spoke up again.  "Well, that explains how ya knew about the teeth thing." He said fighting desperately to keep a straight face.  He lost his fight when she burst out laughing, knowing full well what he had referred too.

They sobered after a moment and shared in each other's very close company before either one spoke again.  "I don't want you to think that I see you as a convenient replacement for my loss.  There are so many small differences, and I like having to learn you all over again." The Baroness spoke up. 

Steeler propped himself up onto an elbow and looked down at her, brushing her sweat damp hair back from her face gently.  "I know." He smiled down at her.  She caressed his cheek then looked at him questioningly as his smile was replaced by a smirk.  "I don't know about any 'tank incident'…" He began, "But I am damn curious if you really are that responsive all the time." He growled as he rolled on top of her and began assaulting her senses again.  She laughed as she wrapped her legs around his waist. 

Later, the Baroness had Steeler's head resting on her breast as he slept, holding her tightly.  She smiled as she ran her fingers through his hair and lovingly locked away the new memories they had made that evening in her heart.  She knew that when she had the chance, she'd bury the man she'd fallen in love with.  But for now she was content to accept this gift from the fates and start a new life with him, never forgetting her love.

To Be Continued…