*Hey everyone, I'm here with the lemon you've all been waiting on. But I
must warn you I would consider it weak. Sorry if it disappoints ya'll.
Anyway, Please read, and review like the cool people ::points to the ever
growing list of cool people:: so I can add you on.*
Reviewers: CCS fic Reader, rosedreamer49, Bex Drake, pure-yang, Forsyte, Sakura Blossom161, Li's lil cherry blossom, Keyo-Red Angel of Hope, Lil Cherry Blossom Angel, *~*NeCi*~*, EcuaGirl, Silver Wolf Gurl, alex, Cherry Jade, Di, sweet-captor, Kikakai, & angel-wings-131
Rogue
Sakura got into a fighting stance, her green eyes focused on the figure in front of her, who was mirroring her position. The wind blew, rustling the tall yellowish reeds they were standing in. Sakura smelled the soft scent of flowers, and her eyes closed ever so slightly with bliss. When she opened them, the figure in front of her was nowhere to be found. Confused, Sakura got out of her fighting stance and started looking around.
"Syaoran?" Sakura called. Where on earth was he? He wasn't going to . . . oh no he WAS going to. . .
Before Sakura could leapt back into her fighting stance, she felt her legs get kicked out from under her, and her body start to fall quickly to the hard ground below. Just before she made contact, she felt strong arms, and opened her tightly closed eyes to find Syaoran holding her tightly.
"That's the third time today I've gotten you with that." Syaoran scolded, his face serious. He had been working with Sakura for two weeks, and she was still being distracted by any little sound or smell. This wouldn't work if she was going to help him with Etsuya.
"I can't help it. I've never been in this kind of. . . atmosphere." Sakura whined slightly, regaining her balance and straightening her white practice outfit. Syaoran dusted his own white uniform off and shook his head. He moved some stray hairs from his piercing amber eyes.
"Well, do you think you're going to fight in the same place they've taken you before? They've lost you two times. The third time, they'll be a lot more serious. They're not going to make any mistakes. That's why this is so important." Syaoran explained. Sakura pouted and crossed her arms.
"I know it's important. That's why we train for ten hours a day, every day." Sakura pointed out. Syaoran shrugged; to him when he was young, that was an easy session. She was catching on well, except for her concentration problems. But with two weeks of work, Syaoran had molded himself a pretty decent fighter.
"Well, in two more hours we'll be done and getting ready to go to Japan again." Syaoran replied, and Sakura frowned slightly. She didn't want to go back to Japan; she loved it in Hong Kong. But she had her own mission now, and that was to kill the men who hurt her friends. Sakura nodded and crouched back into a fighting position, and Syaoran grinned. There was the determined woman in front of him, ready to fight once more. Syaoran started into a position when a loud thunder clap echoed in the clearing.
Sakura cringed as the booming thunder sounded, sending flocks of birds soaring into the heavens in shock. The sky was very dark, and Sakura looked up to it, finally noticing its pitch blackness. Syaoran looked up as well, just in time for a fat raindrop to fall onto his face. He let out a cry of shock and wiped the droplet off his face while Sakura laughed. Suddenly the entire sky emptied onto the two of them, billions of fat drops hitting them like hail stones.
"Come on!" Syaoran called over the roar of the downpour. Sakura shrieked as she became soaked instantly. Syaoran began to run into the dense woods. Another thunder bolt boomed, making Sakura scream in fear. Syaoran grabbed her hand and took off into the woods more, lightning flashing every so often. They were so far from the estate, they'd get struck down for sure if they made a dash for it.
"Where are we going?!" Sakura called over the thunder and the sound of the rain pouring down. Her clothes were sticking to her by now, her hair matted against her head. Syaoran turned, water flying from his hair from the force.
"We have a guest cottage around the creek somewhere. I think I remember where it is." Syaoran called, running through the thick forest in search of the shelter. Sakura kept her eyes peeled as well, and sure enough, a quaint little cottage appeared in the distance a short time later. The storm was growing worse by the second, and the bare feet of the young adults splashed through giant puddles in the forest as they continued for the shelter. Finally they reached the cottage, and Syaoran forced open a window, climbing inside. Moments later, he unlocked the door and pulled Sakura inside.
Once inside, Sakura started to wring out her clothes onto the wooden floor beside the door, her eyes looking over everything in the house, which looked to have been rather well kept despite its distance from the manor. It was a small place, with everything based in one room. The kitchen was split from the bedroom/living room by a small counter, and there was a door leading to a bathroom. Dark brown wood similar to the woodwork in the Li house was decorating the cottage, and a dark green area rug was spread on the floor.
"This is. . . quaint." Sakura murmured. Syaoran nodded, walking around the small abode.
"We never really used the place but for when I had friends stay over as a child. It was more like a playroom for me." Syaoran commented, looking around his old childhood haunt. Sakura nodded, her eyes shifting to the queen sized bed in the corner. Some playhouse. . .
Sakura watched as Syaoran peeled off his soaking shirt, revealing his lightly toned chest. No, he wasn't the most impressive man in the world, but his tan body and handsome face made him all the more desirable to Sakura, even though she fought it. He looked at Sakura, who was shivering at the doorway still, a look of uncertainty on her face. He looked around for a blanket, then found one and took it to her.
"Thanks." Sakura said quietly, taking the blanket and walking into the bathroom, emerging moments later wrapped in said blanket, her bare shoulders covered only in her damp hair. Syaoran stood aghast for a moment; there she stood before him, naked underneath that cloth. How he wanted to just pull her close to him and kiss her.
Sakura stared at Syaoran, who was standing in front of her wrapped in a blanket from the waist down. Standing there before her, she wanted nothing more for him to just walk up to her and take her. Their eyes connected, and they could see the hunger in them and practically feel the ache in each other's hearts.
"Yes." Sakura stated simply, and Syaoran's mouth dropped open. Did she just . . . could he possibly be dreaming?! Syaoran shook his head slightly, trying to ignore the angel in front of him. Sakura walked up to Syaoran, standing a mere foot from him and his heaving chest.
"Take me." Sakura whispered, slightly nervous. How she could be so daring when she had no idea what she was even doing was beyond her. She watched Syaoran take in a sharp breath, and his eyes grow wider.
Without further hesitation, Syaoran reached out with one hand, the other still clutching his blanket. He grabbed Sakura by the waist and pulled her to him, meeting in a furiously passionate kiss. Sakura continued to hold her blanket against her chest desperately with both hands as she was engulfed in a fiery kiss from Syaoran.
They kiss long and hard for a moment before Syaoran managed to pry open Sakura mouth and search it with his tongue, tasting every bit of her as much as possible. It was the purest heaven, her mouth. He felt her move closer as a moan escaped her lips. He tightened his grasp on her waist, pulling her closer still as their tongues clashed feverishly.
Sakura couldn't control her hands any longer, and she released the blanket to wrap them around Syaoran's neck. The only thing holding the cloth up was his body pinned against hers. Sakura felt his heart against her chest, its frantic beating in sync with her own. She parted from the kiss, opening her eyes and staring right into Syaoran's.
"You don't have to." He whispered. Sakura nodded and brushed a strand of mahogany hair from his eyes. She took a hold of the blanket once again and let it fall from her body, landing in a ruined heap at their feet. Syaoran sucked in a breath at the sight of her standing before him; she was walking perfection. Long slender legs, a body to kill for. . . he would have gladly gone on for an eternity, but his lips acted for him, capturing her once again.
Sakura felt his hand roam around her back, almost timidly searching her. He hesitated at the small of her back, and Sakura reached back and took his hand, bringing it back up to her breast and placing it gently atop it. She could feel Syaoran tense and knew he was as innocent as she was. He was a quick study, however, and began to slowly massage her, making Sakura moan softly into his mouth as they continued to kiss. Unable to handle much more, Syaoran reached down and picked Sakura up, letting his own blanket fall down.
Sakura felt herself being lifted, but she kept her eyes closed. She intensified the kiss with Syaoran as he carefully laid her down on the bed, then opened her eyes to take him in fully. She admitted she was impressed, and yet terrified at the same time. Her heart fluttered; she knew she was ready, and he was the one she was going to share herself with.
"You can still back out." Syaoran whispered hoarsely, but Sakura shook her head and brought him down to him. She could feel him eagerly waiting, waiting for her to give the word. Emerald and amber met as Sakura touched his lips ever so softly.
"Never." Sakura replied, her voice low and husky. Syaoran seized Sakura's lips once again, and she could feel him ready himself at her willing opening. He looked into her eyes, searching for something to tell him it was alright. Sakura nodded her head, her eyes wide with sincerity. It was over in a second, the pain mixing with incredible pleasure. They were moving together as one, their bodies arching in sync as if they were poetry in motion.
Syaoran's head was swimming; he had to be dreaming, there was no logical explanation for what was happening to him. One minute they were out in the clearing practicing, the next they were in the guest house making love for the first time. He felt his own heart pounding in his chest, and saw the beauty before him keep eye contact with him. This was indeed real, more real than anything he had ever felt before. He continued, his pace becoming quicker. He felt her convulse beneath him, and knew she was getting close. Leaning down, Syaoran touched his lips to Sakura's once again, taking her in as he took her innocence and gave away his own.
Sakura had never felt anything like what she was feeling at that moment. She felt like she was at the edge of a great canyon, and she could fall at any moment. Her heart was pounding, and her mind was screaming in ecstasy. She didn't want him to stop, but knew soon he wouldn't be able to control himself much longer and would have to let go. Sakura clung to Syaoran's back, digging her fingernails into his flesh as she felt a tremor of pleasure rack her body. He leaned down and kissed her, and they moved closer to the pinnacle, the crowning point in their lovemaking.
Syaoran felt himself lose control, and exploded into Sakura as she too fell victim to herself. The pace slowed; it was over. Exhausted and glistening with sweat, the two of them collapsed, Syaoran still within Sakura. They gazed at each other for several minutes, taking in the feeling inside them as well as the emotions washing over them like waves.
"That was . . . unspeakably fantastic." Syaoran whispered, his voice showing his weariness. Sakura ran a hand affectionately through Syaoran's hair, and he laid his head down onto Sakura's chest, listening to her heart as it beat perfectly with his.
"I never imagined it that intense." Sakura replied. Syaoran removed himself from Sakura and shifted so he was lying on his back. Sakura curled up beside Syaoran, laying her head against his shoulder and sighing. They remained as such for several hours, just reveling in each other's embrace and either talking or sleeping. At last the rain stopped, and Syaoran's eyes opened. He looked around, then let his gaze fall onto Sakura as she slept beside him.
The moonlight from the now clear sky was falling upon her from the window, the pale light giving her a crisp appearance. She slept, her body covered by the blankets up to her shoulders. One arm poked out from beneath the warmth, at it rested on Syaoran's chest softly, as if it were made to rest there. He took in a deep breath and let it out; life had become nearly perfect at last. He had one more goal to accomplish before he would ask to keep Sakura's heart forever.
'And to think I have known her for only two weeks. Mother was right; true love is the most unexpected.' Syaoran thought. He leaned down and planted a soft kiss on Sakura's forehead, and she smiled in her sleep. Satisfied, Syaoran settled back to sleep, his arm wrapped protectively around Sakura as he drifted off.
*So it's prolly going to be the worst rated lemon ever. But I tried, and that's all that counts. Thanks for reading, now be cool and send out a review for me to read and feel all warm and fuzzy about. And if you're one of my "With You" readers, then you get to hear this whole thing again with my newest stories. "The Luckiest" started out last week a little late, but has taken off and will be continued. When this fic is finished I am starting on my newest project (which is already outlined in full) called "The Benjamin Gate" and I think you will all appreciate it, it's S&S and E&T so I think it'll do just fine. Check my profile on FF.net for details/updates. Well, have a great day and don't forget that review! Thanks!*
Reviewers: CCS fic Reader, rosedreamer49, Bex Drake, pure-yang, Forsyte, Sakura Blossom161, Li's lil cherry blossom, Keyo-Red Angel of Hope, Lil Cherry Blossom Angel, *~*NeCi*~*, EcuaGirl, Silver Wolf Gurl, alex, Cherry Jade, Di, sweet-captor, Kikakai, & angel-wings-131
Rogue
Sakura got into a fighting stance, her green eyes focused on the figure in front of her, who was mirroring her position. The wind blew, rustling the tall yellowish reeds they were standing in. Sakura smelled the soft scent of flowers, and her eyes closed ever so slightly with bliss. When she opened them, the figure in front of her was nowhere to be found. Confused, Sakura got out of her fighting stance and started looking around.
"Syaoran?" Sakura called. Where on earth was he? He wasn't going to . . . oh no he WAS going to. . .
Before Sakura could leapt back into her fighting stance, she felt her legs get kicked out from under her, and her body start to fall quickly to the hard ground below. Just before she made contact, she felt strong arms, and opened her tightly closed eyes to find Syaoran holding her tightly.
"That's the third time today I've gotten you with that." Syaoran scolded, his face serious. He had been working with Sakura for two weeks, and she was still being distracted by any little sound or smell. This wouldn't work if she was going to help him with Etsuya.
"I can't help it. I've never been in this kind of. . . atmosphere." Sakura whined slightly, regaining her balance and straightening her white practice outfit. Syaoran dusted his own white uniform off and shook his head. He moved some stray hairs from his piercing amber eyes.
"Well, do you think you're going to fight in the same place they've taken you before? They've lost you two times. The third time, they'll be a lot more serious. They're not going to make any mistakes. That's why this is so important." Syaoran explained. Sakura pouted and crossed her arms.
"I know it's important. That's why we train for ten hours a day, every day." Sakura pointed out. Syaoran shrugged; to him when he was young, that was an easy session. She was catching on well, except for her concentration problems. But with two weeks of work, Syaoran had molded himself a pretty decent fighter.
"Well, in two more hours we'll be done and getting ready to go to Japan again." Syaoran replied, and Sakura frowned slightly. She didn't want to go back to Japan; she loved it in Hong Kong. But she had her own mission now, and that was to kill the men who hurt her friends. Sakura nodded and crouched back into a fighting position, and Syaoran grinned. There was the determined woman in front of him, ready to fight once more. Syaoran started into a position when a loud thunder clap echoed in the clearing.
Sakura cringed as the booming thunder sounded, sending flocks of birds soaring into the heavens in shock. The sky was very dark, and Sakura looked up to it, finally noticing its pitch blackness. Syaoran looked up as well, just in time for a fat raindrop to fall onto his face. He let out a cry of shock and wiped the droplet off his face while Sakura laughed. Suddenly the entire sky emptied onto the two of them, billions of fat drops hitting them like hail stones.
"Come on!" Syaoran called over the roar of the downpour. Sakura shrieked as she became soaked instantly. Syaoran began to run into the dense woods. Another thunder bolt boomed, making Sakura scream in fear. Syaoran grabbed her hand and took off into the woods more, lightning flashing every so often. They were so far from the estate, they'd get struck down for sure if they made a dash for it.
"Where are we going?!" Sakura called over the thunder and the sound of the rain pouring down. Her clothes were sticking to her by now, her hair matted against her head. Syaoran turned, water flying from his hair from the force.
"We have a guest cottage around the creek somewhere. I think I remember where it is." Syaoran called, running through the thick forest in search of the shelter. Sakura kept her eyes peeled as well, and sure enough, a quaint little cottage appeared in the distance a short time later. The storm was growing worse by the second, and the bare feet of the young adults splashed through giant puddles in the forest as they continued for the shelter. Finally they reached the cottage, and Syaoran forced open a window, climbing inside. Moments later, he unlocked the door and pulled Sakura inside.
Once inside, Sakura started to wring out her clothes onto the wooden floor beside the door, her eyes looking over everything in the house, which looked to have been rather well kept despite its distance from the manor. It was a small place, with everything based in one room. The kitchen was split from the bedroom/living room by a small counter, and there was a door leading to a bathroom. Dark brown wood similar to the woodwork in the Li house was decorating the cottage, and a dark green area rug was spread on the floor.
"This is. . . quaint." Sakura murmured. Syaoran nodded, walking around the small abode.
"We never really used the place but for when I had friends stay over as a child. It was more like a playroom for me." Syaoran commented, looking around his old childhood haunt. Sakura nodded, her eyes shifting to the queen sized bed in the corner. Some playhouse. . .
Sakura watched as Syaoran peeled off his soaking shirt, revealing his lightly toned chest. No, he wasn't the most impressive man in the world, but his tan body and handsome face made him all the more desirable to Sakura, even though she fought it. He looked at Sakura, who was shivering at the doorway still, a look of uncertainty on her face. He looked around for a blanket, then found one and took it to her.
"Thanks." Sakura said quietly, taking the blanket and walking into the bathroom, emerging moments later wrapped in said blanket, her bare shoulders covered only in her damp hair. Syaoran stood aghast for a moment; there she stood before him, naked underneath that cloth. How he wanted to just pull her close to him and kiss her.
Sakura stared at Syaoran, who was standing in front of her wrapped in a blanket from the waist down. Standing there before her, she wanted nothing more for him to just walk up to her and take her. Their eyes connected, and they could see the hunger in them and practically feel the ache in each other's hearts.
"Yes." Sakura stated simply, and Syaoran's mouth dropped open. Did she just . . . could he possibly be dreaming?! Syaoran shook his head slightly, trying to ignore the angel in front of him. Sakura walked up to Syaoran, standing a mere foot from him and his heaving chest.
"Take me." Sakura whispered, slightly nervous. How she could be so daring when she had no idea what she was even doing was beyond her. She watched Syaoran take in a sharp breath, and his eyes grow wider.
Without further hesitation, Syaoran reached out with one hand, the other still clutching his blanket. He grabbed Sakura by the waist and pulled her to him, meeting in a furiously passionate kiss. Sakura continued to hold her blanket against her chest desperately with both hands as she was engulfed in a fiery kiss from Syaoran.
They kiss long and hard for a moment before Syaoran managed to pry open Sakura mouth and search it with his tongue, tasting every bit of her as much as possible. It was the purest heaven, her mouth. He felt her move closer as a moan escaped her lips. He tightened his grasp on her waist, pulling her closer still as their tongues clashed feverishly.
Sakura couldn't control her hands any longer, and she released the blanket to wrap them around Syaoran's neck. The only thing holding the cloth up was his body pinned against hers. Sakura felt his heart against her chest, its frantic beating in sync with her own. She parted from the kiss, opening her eyes and staring right into Syaoran's.
"You don't have to." He whispered. Sakura nodded and brushed a strand of mahogany hair from his eyes. She took a hold of the blanket once again and let it fall from her body, landing in a ruined heap at their feet. Syaoran sucked in a breath at the sight of her standing before him; she was walking perfection. Long slender legs, a body to kill for. . . he would have gladly gone on for an eternity, but his lips acted for him, capturing her once again.
Sakura felt his hand roam around her back, almost timidly searching her. He hesitated at the small of her back, and Sakura reached back and took his hand, bringing it back up to her breast and placing it gently atop it. She could feel Syaoran tense and knew he was as innocent as she was. He was a quick study, however, and began to slowly massage her, making Sakura moan softly into his mouth as they continued to kiss. Unable to handle much more, Syaoran reached down and picked Sakura up, letting his own blanket fall down.
Sakura felt herself being lifted, but she kept her eyes closed. She intensified the kiss with Syaoran as he carefully laid her down on the bed, then opened her eyes to take him in fully. She admitted she was impressed, and yet terrified at the same time. Her heart fluttered; she knew she was ready, and he was the one she was going to share herself with.
"You can still back out." Syaoran whispered hoarsely, but Sakura shook her head and brought him down to him. She could feel him eagerly waiting, waiting for her to give the word. Emerald and amber met as Sakura touched his lips ever so softly.
"Never." Sakura replied, her voice low and husky. Syaoran seized Sakura's lips once again, and she could feel him ready himself at her willing opening. He looked into her eyes, searching for something to tell him it was alright. Sakura nodded her head, her eyes wide with sincerity. It was over in a second, the pain mixing with incredible pleasure. They were moving together as one, their bodies arching in sync as if they were poetry in motion.
Syaoran's head was swimming; he had to be dreaming, there was no logical explanation for what was happening to him. One minute they were out in the clearing practicing, the next they were in the guest house making love for the first time. He felt his own heart pounding in his chest, and saw the beauty before him keep eye contact with him. This was indeed real, more real than anything he had ever felt before. He continued, his pace becoming quicker. He felt her convulse beneath him, and knew she was getting close. Leaning down, Syaoran touched his lips to Sakura's once again, taking her in as he took her innocence and gave away his own.
Sakura had never felt anything like what she was feeling at that moment. She felt like she was at the edge of a great canyon, and she could fall at any moment. Her heart was pounding, and her mind was screaming in ecstasy. She didn't want him to stop, but knew soon he wouldn't be able to control himself much longer and would have to let go. Sakura clung to Syaoran's back, digging her fingernails into his flesh as she felt a tremor of pleasure rack her body. He leaned down and kissed her, and they moved closer to the pinnacle, the crowning point in their lovemaking.
Syaoran felt himself lose control, and exploded into Sakura as she too fell victim to herself. The pace slowed; it was over. Exhausted and glistening with sweat, the two of them collapsed, Syaoran still within Sakura. They gazed at each other for several minutes, taking in the feeling inside them as well as the emotions washing over them like waves.
"That was . . . unspeakably fantastic." Syaoran whispered, his voice showing his weariness. Sakura ran a hand affectionately through Syaoran's hair, and he laid his head down onto Sakura's chest, listening to her heart as it beat perfectly with his.
"I never imagined it that intense." Sakura replied. Syaoran removed himself from Sakura and shifted so he was lying on his back. Sakura curled up beside Syaoran, laying her head against his shoulder and sighing. They remained as such for several hours, just reveling in each other's embrace and either talking or sleeping. At last the rain stopped, and Syaoran's eyes opened. He looked around, then let his gaze fall onto Sakura as she slept beside him.
The moonlight from the now clear sky was falling upon her from the window, the pale light giving her a crisp appearance. She slept, her body covered by the blankets up to her shoulders. One arm poked out from beneath the warmth, at it rested on Syaoran's chest softly, as if it were made to rest there. He took in a deep breath and let it out; life had become nearly perfect at last. He had one more goal to accomplish before he would ask to keep Sakura's heart forever.
'And to think I have known her for only two weeks. Mother was right; true love is the most unexpected.' Syaoran thought. He leaned down and planted a soft kiss on Sakura's forehead, and she smiled in her sleep. Satisfied, Syaoran settled back to sleep, his arm wrapped protectively around Sakura as he drifted off.
*So it's prolly going to be the worst rated lemon ever. But I tried, and that's all that counts. Thanks for reading, now be cool and send out a review for me to read and feel all warm and fuzzy about. And if you're one of my "With You" readers, then you get to hear this whole thing again with my newest stories. "The Luckiest" started out last week a little late, but has taken off and will be continued. When this fic is finished I am starting on my newest project (which is already outlined in full) called "The Benjamin Gate" and I think you will all appreciate it, it's S&S and E&T so I think it'll do just fine. Check my profile on FF.net for details/updates. Well, have a great day and don't forget that review! Thanks!*