A/N: THIS CHAPTER IS RATED R...R..R....I just don't wanna change the
rating of the entire story. However, this chappie is *R*....hehehe.let the
games begin.
Chapter 7
They were locked in their embrace for what seemed an eternity. Fear locked them, love kept them holding. Gradually, with scared hesitation, they both let go. However, only enough for them to lean against each other's foreheads. On instinct Sinbad's hand roamed from Maeve's back down to her thighs. The gentle grazing sent chills up both their spines. When his hands settled on the curves of her hips, her hands began their own grazing. When her hands stopped at his forearms their eyes met each other.
They both had so much they wanted, and needed, to say. Their stares did not help, and Sinbad knew he had to say something before he exploded from the pressure. "Maeve, I..I...you will never understand how much I missed you." His words were so soft Maeve was afraid he was not truly saying them, but he continued, "There's so much I have been wanting to tell you. I just don't know how...." The two fingers on his lips stopped his words. They began to gaze into each other's eyes again. The magnetism could no longer be ignored. And as an unspoken agreement made between them, their lips found one another.
Maeve could feel her head and stomach spin as one. She knew she shouldn't, in her head she was screaming for herself to stop. However, as Sinbad's tongue slid on her lips for entry she knew, for once in her life, she would let her heart guide the way. Her hands went from his forearms to wrapping themselves in his hair, his beautiful hair, letting him suck both her and her tongue deeper into his world.
Sinbad thought if he woke up from THIS he would certainly throw himself off the ship, he could not live if this was not real. He thought he would start jumping around cheering when he felt Maeve's lips open to him. Their tongues started dancing with each other, and Sinbad remembered his dream again. He felt like they were two halves of the same soul, and he had every intention of making them into one again.
"Pick up your arms." He whispered as he pulled back from their dancing. She felt Sinbad's hands move from their settlement at her hips, down to her thighs, and had made their way underneath her night shift. She did not know whether to kiss him or kill him, and she saw in his eyes terrified of that same question. Nevertheless, as she had decided already, her heart was directing her this night. As his hands already had a good grasp on her shift, her arms moved up, and the night shift was dropped on the floor.
Now gloriously naked before him, he pulled her down to the bed, so she was once again pinned under him. He started to nibble on her neck as both their pairs of hands struggled to loosen the ties on his vest and under shirt, and with a quick motion that made her wonder if he even got up, his shirt was on top of her shift.
His kisses began to descend her body. He kissed her neck, her breastbone, her stomach, and her navel. He then found his way to her nipples, he could not resist getting a feel of them. He slid his tongue like a snake out his mouth and leisurely made love to each one until he brought them to hardness.
She giggled the entire time, trying to bite her bottom lip from moaning too loud, his long hair and stubble was tickling her as his lips and tongue pleasured her. She started to worry about far down his kissing would go, and was a little relieved when he made his way back up to her and descended her mouth.
He wanted to taste her, EVERY inch of her, and he had every intention to do so. But for tonight he knew she would probably die from the shock of it. He wanted nothing to spoil this for either one of them, so he decided something else might be more appropriate. She did not know it at the time, but his tongue was only distracting her as his hand descended back down.
She let out a loud moan into his mouth as she felt his fingers on her most sensitive spot, making tiny circles of torture. Her head flew back from the intensity of it. "Sinbad, OH, Sinbad." She felt her body shaking from it, she knew he made her feel a lot of things, but this was unimaginable. She thought she was going to explode, "SINBAD..I...UH."
He loved hearing her call his name, loved having her react as such to his mere touch. He started to suck her earlobe and whispered, "Shhhh..just feel it." He was afraid he would not last much longer with her gasping and moaning in his ear. So to completely silence her he drew her mouth back to his.
She felt his tongue and fingers synchronized with one another, and with one more swift movement she felt her mind and body burst. "AHHH....Oh...my...Oh." Her screech and hard breathing told Sinbad that she had reached her climax, and now he could not wait for her any longer. Without her truly realizing it he slid of his pants and kicked them and his boots off near his shirt and her night shift.
When she made it back down to planet Earth, she realized she felt something poking on the side of her leg. When she finally comprehended what it was she panicked, "Sinbad....I've never....." He softly pecked her on the lips as his hands grabbed her hips. He stared her straight in the eyes as he replied, "I know Maeve, its okay, I know.....I promise I will go slowly." She nodded her head, not being able to deny him even if she had the strength to. Her eyes closed tight as she felt him break something inside her. Her nails sunk their way into his back as the pain stiffened her body.
He saw the tears form in her eyes and her biting her, and he began to feel regret. "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" He began to kiss the tears of her cheek as she answered, "I'm okay, don't stop." As much as it did hurt her she loved him being inside her. She bit her lip as he kept moving within her, and started a slow rhythm. Her initial pain turned into a rapture of unbelievable bliss.
As he felt her nails pull out of his skin and move up into his hair. He opened his own closed eyes and saw her biting her lip again, but this time she had a smile on her face. Seeing her enjoying herself sent him soaring and he quicken their pace. With a few more strokes inside her she grabbed his mouth and groaned inside their kiss, making it apparent she had reached her peak. He did not take long to follow, and yelled right back into her orifice.
He collapsed on top of her, breathless and completely in awe. With one quick remembrance he rolled on to his back to not crush her, but not wanting to let her go he pulled her on to his chest. It took them a few more moments before they were able to breathe normally.
"So how was it?" he asked with a large grin. She saw the grin and decided to not let him become so smug. "It was...not horrible." She replied putting her own grin on her face, but lowered her head hiding it from him. His heart, as well as his ego, felt that horrid blow. "NOT HORRIBLE?!" He pulled her face up in shock, and saw her grinning almost to the point of out right laughter. "Don't scare me like that woman. Do you understand what that could do to a man."
She then pulled herself on top of him and began to make a path of kisses across his chin to his ear, "Did I hurt the little boys feelings? I am TRULY sorry." She said with seduction in her voice. His hand immediately grabbed her chin to look her in the eyes, and when he saw the attraction in her eyes that he felt in his loins, he pulled back down by the waist. They relived the pleasure they had felt only moments before, over, over, over, and over again until their bodies wore out and they fell asleep in each other's arms.
*****
When the sun burned into Sinbad's eyes he woke and moved to hold his bed partner. But she was already gone. He was getting rather annoyed at again being denied waking up with his sorceress. He looked around to find her shift put away and his clothing neatly stacked in a corner. He got up in frustration and grabbed for his garbs.
When he went to the throne room the rest of the palace was already up and to work. "Hey Lad, when did you start sleeping the mornings away?" He decided to ignore his brother's jest since he had his own questions that needed answering. "Have any of you seen Maeve this morning, I needed to speak to her on an important matter." They all shook their heads and continued with their work. Sinbad realized she was hiding from him. He should have figured much; he wanted to wake up before her. He knew that if she were awake alone she would have too much time to think. And when it came to her, thinking was dangerous.
He had run around the palace a few times looking for her, but to no avail. He knew her well enough though; she would hide from him until she felt it necessary to be seen. He wanted to give her time and have patience. But he also did not want to give her enough time to completely talk herself out of their contentment from last night. He knew she may hide now, but if he must search that palace all day and night, he would find his sorceress and lover.
-You have to review for me...this is my first love scene (at least this graphic)...I need to know what you guys think....Did I do them justice or not?
Chapter 7
They were locked in their embrace for what seemed an eternity. Fear locked them, love kept them holding. Gradually, with scared hesitation, they both let go. However, only enough for them to lean against each other's foreheads. On instinct Sinbad's hand roamed from Maeve's back down to her thighs. The gentle grazing sent chills up both their spines. When his hands settled on the curves of her hips, her hands began their own grazing. When her hands stopped at his forearms their eyes met each other.
They both had so much they wanted, and needed, to say. Their stares did not help, and Sinbad knew he had to say something before he exploded from the pressure. "Maeve, I..I...you will never understand how much I missed you." His words were so soft Maeve was afraid he was not truly saying them, but he continued, "There's so much I have been wanting to tell you. I just don't know how...." The two fingers on his lips stopped his words. They began to gaze into each other's eyes again. The magnetism could no longer be ignored. And as an unspoken agreement made between them, their lips found one another.
Maeve could feel her head and stomach spin as one. She knew she shouldn't, in her head she was screaming for herself to stop. However, as Sinbad's tongue slid on her lips for entry she knew, for once in her life, she would let her heart guide the way. Her hands went from his forearms to wrapping themselves in his hair, his beautiful hair, letting him suck both her and her tongue deeper into his world.
Sinbad thought if he woke up from THIS he would certainly throw himself off the ship, he could not live if this was not real. He thought he would start jumping around cheering when he felt Maeve's lips open to him. Their tongues started dancing with each other, and Sinbad remembered his dream again. He felt like they were two halves of the same soul, and he had every intention of making them into one again.
"Pick up your arms." He whispered as he pulled back from their dancing. She felt Sinbad's hands move from their settlement at her hips, down to her thighs, and had made their way underneath her night shift. She did not know whether to kiss him or kill him, and she saw in his eyes terrified of that same question. Nevertheless, as she had decided already, her heart was directing her this night. As his hands already had a good grasp on her shift, her arms moved up, and the night shift was dropped on the floor.
Now gloriously naked before him, he pulled her down to the bed, so she was once again pinned under him. He started to nibble on her neck as both their pairs of hands struggled to loosen the ties on his vest and under shirt, and with a quick motion that made her wonder if he even got up, his shirt was on top of her shift.
His kisses began to descend her body. He kissed her neck, her breastbone, her stomach, and her navel. He then found his way to her nipples, he could not resist getting a feel of them. He slid his tongue like a snake out his mouth and leisurely made love to each one until he brought them to hardness.
She giggled the entire time, trying to bite her bottom lip from moaning too loud, his long hair and stubble was tickling her as his lips and tongue pleasured her. She started to worry about far down his kissing would go, and was a little relieved when he made his way back up to her and descended her mouth.
He wanted to taste her, EVERY inch of her, and he had every intention to do so. But for tonight he knew she would probably die from the shock of it. He wanted nothing to spoil this for either one of them, so he decided something else might be more appropriate. She did not know it at the time, but his tongue was only distracting her as his hand descended back down.
She let out a loud moan into his mouth as she felt his fingers on her most sensitive spot, making tiny circles of torture. Her head flew back from the intensity of it. "Sinbad, OH, Sinbad." She felt her body shaking from it, she knew he made her feel a lot of things, but this was unimaginable. She thought she was going to explode, "SINBAD..I...UH."
He loved hearing her call his name, loved having her react as such to his mere touch. He started to suck her earlobe and whispered, "Shhhh..just feel it." He was afraid he would not last much longer with her gasping and moaning in his ear. So to completely silence her he drew her mouth back to his.
She felt his tongue and fingers synchronized with one another, and with one more swift movement she felt her mind and body burst. "AHHH....Oh...my...Oh." Her screech and hard breathing told Sinbad that she had reached her climax, and now he could not wait for her any longer. Without her truly realizing it he slid of his pants and kicked them and his boots off near his shirt and her night shift.
When she made it back down to planet Earth, she realized she felt something poking on the side of her leg. When she finally comprehended what it was she panicked, "Sinbad....I've never....." He softly pecked her on the lips as his hands grabbed her hips. He stared her straight in the eyes as he replied, "I know Maeve, its okay, I know.....I promise I will go slowly." She nodded her head, not being able to deny him even if she had the strength to. Her eyes closed tight as she felt him break something inside her. Her nails sunk their way into his back as the pain stiffened her body.
He saw the tears form in her eyes and her biting her, and he began to feel regret. "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" He began to kiss the tears of her cheek as she answered, "I'm okay, don't stop." As much as it did hurt her she loved him being inside her. She bit her lip as he kept moving within her, and started a slow rhythm. Her initial pain turned into a rapture of unbelievable bliss.
As he felt her nails pull out of his skin and move up into his hair. He opened his own closed eyes and saw her biting her lip again, but this time she had a smile on her face. Seeing her enjoying herself sent him soaring and he quicken their pace. With a few more strokes inside her she grabbed his mouth and groaned inside their kiss, making it apparent she had reached her peak. He did not take long to follow, and yelled right back into her orifice.
He collapsed on top of her, breathless and completely in awe. With one quick remembrance he rolled on to his back to not crush her, but not wanting to let her go he pulled her on to his chest. It took them a few more moments before they were able to breathe normally.
"So how was it?" he asked with a large grin. She saw the grin and decided to not let him become so smug. "It was...not horrible." She replied putting her own grin on her face, but lowered her head hiding it from him. His heart, as well as his ego, felt that horrid blow. "NOT HORRIBLE?!" He pulled her face up in shock, and saw her grinning almost to the point of out right laughter. "Don't scare me like that woman. Do you understand what that could do to a man."
She then pulled herself on top of him and began to make a path of kisses across his chin to his ear, "Did I hurt the little boys feelings? I am TRULY sorry." She said with seduction in her voice. His hand immediately grabbed her chin to look her in the eyes, and when he saw the attraction in her eyes that he felt in his loins, he pulled back down by the waist. They relived the pleasure they had felt only moments before, over, over, over, and over again until their bodies wore out and they fell asleep in each other's arms.
*****
When the sun burned into Sinbad's eyes he woke and moved to hold his bed partner. But she was already gone. He was getting rather annoyed at again being denied waking up with his sorceress. He looked around to find her shift put away and his clothing neatly stacked in a corner. He got up in frustration and grabbed for his garbs.
When he went to the throne room the rest of the palace was already up and to work. "Hey Lad, when did you start sleeping the mornings away?" He decided to ignore his brother's jest since he had his own questions that needed answering. "Have any of you seen Maeve this morning, I needed to speak to her on an important matter." They all shook their heads and continued with their work. Sinbad realized she was hiding from him. He should have figured much; he wanted to wake up before her. He knew that if she were awake alone she would have too much time to think. And when it came to her, thinking was dangerous.
He had run around the palace a few times looking for her, but to no avail. He knew her well enough though; she would hide from him until she felt it necessary to be seen. He wanted to give her time and have patience. But he also did not want to give her enough time to completely talk herself out of their contentment from last night. He knew she may hide now, but if he must search that palace all day and night, he would find his sorceress and lover.
-You have to review for me...this is my first love scene (at least this graphic)...I need to know what you guys think....Did I do them justice or not?