Ron lay silent beneath the blue eyed cheerleader, afraid that making a sound would break the spell of sexuality that had overtaken her. He simply watched and breathed heavily. He gasped into her mouth as her tongue slid between his lips and a hand scraped fingernais lightly across the underside of his ribs simultaniously. His eyes went over her body, the newly exposed skin, some still slightly covered by a midnight blue bra. A loud groan escaped his lips, forcing his head backward and his eyes closed as a set of small teeth sank gently but firmly into the tendon connecting his shoulder and neck. Unconsciencely his hand came up and grabbed her waist, pulling her down to straddle him, the other lightly brushing across her chest, causing her to shudder. Finally getting up the courage, he spoke in barely a whisper. ''I want you too Bonnie.'' Then everything froze.
Staring into one another's eyes, they both stayed completely still for one moment, then a second. Bonnie was caught in something she hadn't realized even existed, feelings for Ron. The thought that he wanted her had stopped her dead in her tracks, until slowly, a warm shudder went flowing through her body. Never taking her eyes from his, Bonnie clawed visciously at his pants. She growled loudly when they refused to come undone, and grined evily in triumph when it finally released. When the rufused to come off fast enough for her taste, she yanked them off, almost ripping them off of him as quickly as she could. Out of no where, her grin faded. His body was definately eager to continue, but that isn't what paused her movements. It was the look in his eyes. The fire she had thought extinguished ealier had returned, only now lust instead of anger was adding fuel to this fire. Without warning his head spran forward, and his teeth sank into her bra directly between the cups. Tightening his jaw, the fabric snapped under the preasure, freeing twin globes to the brown eyes trained on them.
Rufus watched from the dresser as the events unfolded. Ron pushing the now topless girl from him and began smashing his lips against her like a wild animal in heat. This was his first time after all, and his hormones had completely taken over. Now pinning her arms above her head, the other hand squeezing her breast almost painfully. Still the thought of him passionately, savagely but still passionately, bit, likced and squeezed his way down her body. Firmly pressing her hands against the mattress, he pulled his hand away, using both to remove her jeans. She had gotten the message before he had removed it, keep them there. Ron's mouth worked feverishly on her right breast, biting and sucking on the nipple. Bonnie gasped loudly as her pants were thrown to the side, only a thin pair of blue panties between his flesh and her womanhood. Her lips were once again captured by his as he busied his fingers by literaly ripping the clothe from her body. Leaving her completely nude, his grinding motions now caught directly onto her sensitive skin. At the same instant thier tongues began slowly exploring each other's mouth, getting faster adn more urgent in movement every second. Reaching forward, she pulled his boxers down until they fell to the floor. When thier bodies met again the feel of skin on skin sent a shiver through both of them. A knock on the door silenced Bonnie, but didn't have nearly that effect on Ron.
A low growl started in his chest and quickly built into a roar. When he looked up thier eyes met again and the fire flared to an intense flame once more. Whirling around, he opened the door, stil naked, and stared with fury at the person on the other side. It was a boy from school, probably come to see how Ron was. Bad timing. Before he could speak he was silenced by a look, one that could have coined the phrase ''If looks could kill'' by itself. ''Listen and listen good, if you don't get THE FUCK out of here RIGHT NOW, then I will rip your balls off and force you to swallow them. UNDERSTAND?'' Barely nodding once, the boy felt a wooden door slam directly into his nose before his brain even registered the movement. Turning back to the brunet, smiling evily. ''Now where was i?''
Bonnie spread her legs slowly, her head in a haze from losing herself into those sometimes fiery, sometimes warm brown eyes. Lightly squeezing her breasts, she moaned slightly and tilted her head backward, waiting for him to come to her. She felt it all in one swift moment of friction. Lips softly pressing against her's, hands cupping her own so they both toyed with her breasts, and his hard member sliding completely into her in one motion. She had broken her maiden's hood long ago during strenuos cheerleading practice. (Don't believe it, too bad. Medically possible for women who play sports to break thier hymen during practice.) This reduced the normal pain of the first time to a minor ache, which was quickly forgotten as he pumped slowly in and out of her. 'God how wet was I?' she thought to herself as the sensation of her own juices dripping down her thighs and ass cheeks. The build up was quick, much quicker then she had ever gotten herself off. Her body shuddered wildly as an orgasm ripped through her. At the same time, she felt his hardness pump into her hard and fast, shooting a huge wad into her cunt. Slowly thier breathing returned to normal. still thier lips occasionally brushing each other. The clock said it had only been a few minutes, but they bother could have sworn it had lasted an hour. Gently they intertwinced thier arms and legs, lying on the bed and pulling close to one another. Bonnie didn't try to figure out her emotions right now, she was just enjoying the sensation of being held. Closing her eyes she smiled softly, while he stared at her sleeping face, an uncertainty flowing through him. Like his partner though, he pushed his feeling aside for now, just enjoying being with her, if only for a time.
(Another three months later)
Rufus lay beside Ron, eating cheese and watching him excercise. Ron pushed his body up with little effort, listened to the soft music in the background. He had lost count around a hundred and thirty, but had kept going to atleast fifteen minutes. He felt the arm of the woman laying across his back snake over his shoulder and carress his cheek. Bonnie smiled as he unconsciencely pushed his face further into her hand, never breaking stride in his excercixe. Since he no longer went on missions regularly, he had alot of pent up energy that he hadn't realized was there before. Now most of it was focused in building up his body, while much was also expended in his ongoing relationship with the blue eyed cheerleader. It was odd, the more they had sex the more it seemed she wanted to, not that he was complaining. She had somehow brought him back to reality with just a few moments. They spent alot of thier time together now, parting only for her to leave for school or being forced home by her parents in the early morning. While she was gone he normally his spent working out or watching Tv. Sleep was no longer an option, unless he was thoroughly exhausted nightmares flowed like water. He had just begun to forgive himself, he didn't need for his subconscience to start blaming him over again. Ron's parents just left the two alone, let them come and go as they pleased. It was easier then dealing with thier son's temper. He had calmed considerably since the encounter three months ago, still he had an edge about him. The air around his body seemed to literally beg for physical violence. Even he was starting to think that if he didn't beat the hell out of someone or thing soon, he would do somethign drastic. All these thoughts were running through his head for the hundreth time when a knock on his door broke his stride, if only for a second. '' Come in.'' Bonnie noticed, not for the first time, that his voice seemed deeper, more masculin and defined. She doubted anyone would mistake his voice for another, it was too distinct.
His father's head peaked through the door, an uncomfortable smile plastered over his face. ''Two packages were just delivered for you Ronald.'' His voice was soft and slow, worried that he might become a target for a rant. He looked at the woman laying across his son's back, wondering how she kept him in check so easily. It didn't matter though, Ron had already talked to both his parents about needing his space. He would be moving out within a week. He recieved no arguements, what had happened had changed him. Being on his own just seemed right at this point for some reason. Setting the two boxes on the floor in front of the couple, he quickly exited the room.
Turning his attention to the boxes, he continued to move up and down. One was small, rectangular with brown wrapping and the words ''Open First'' written over the top in an offical looking black font. The one beneath it was several times larger, in the same brown wrapping, though without any wording on it. Lowering himself one final time, Ron pulled his arms up and grabbed the smaller package. Bonnie still on her perch sprawled over his back watched as he unwrapped it. When the lid was removed a pair of plack sunglasses stared back at him with a small tag hanging from one arm. Flipping the tag, he smiled as he read the inscription. ''From Wade'' Placing them over his eyes, Ron's sight was imediately split between an image of Wade at his desk and Rufus who sat in the open box giving him a thumbs up and mumbling about how he looked.
''Hey Ron, how's it going?'' The ten year old genius smiled and took a long drink form his soda. Then his smile faded, ''I was hoping to wait a while longer before sending these to you, but there are still hits on the site that need imediate attention. I know it's been a long time since you have been on a mission, and you have never gone solo, but.....''
He was cut off by Ron's voice, ''No problem, just give me a download of what all you sent me, and tell me where to be. Oh, and you may have to work on a lift.'' He gave Bonnie an ''I'll explain later'' look, then began opening the second box as Wade went through a run down.
''Firstly, those sun glasses are a mini comunicator, all you have to do is say 'Call Wade' and it will contact me hands free. I can also see anything you see through the lenses. Which reminds me, it will be easier to explain if you would open the other box.'' Ron almost laughed as he ripped the paper and tossed the top to the side. Inside was a vest with four pockets on either side, each filled with one thing or another, a pair of fingerless gloves and a long steel blade with a gold plated handle shaped like a naked mole rat. '' The knife was a present I was going to give you for your birthday, but now is as good a time as any. I figured the gloves couldn't hurt either. But now we get to the kool stuff. The vest is an experimental material, tougher then leather and is bullet proof, plus it's made to fit only you. Each pocket is filled with a personalized toy. The right ones are explosives, the left ones emit both a sonic ring and an electrical pulse that should short circut most devices. If I think of anything else that might come in handy, you will be the first to know. I have some things to do, but I am sending the email and schematics directly to your computer. As for a ride, I think I can manage that. Wade out.'' With that the lens went translucent again.
Lifting up and tilting to the side, Ron forced Bonnie onto the bed while he made his way to the computer desk. Sure enough all the information he needed began spewing out of his printer. Taking the papers he turned to look at the small naked mole rat and the woman who now held him in her arms. Pulling on the vest and gloves, he grabbed the knife and flipped it around in his hand with a precision not even he knew he had. ''I have a few things that need taking care of, watch Rufus for me.'' With that he walked out of the room and toward the front door. Only turning when a small hand gripped his shoulder. Looking Bonnie in the eye, he smiled. Leaning in he kissed her lips, whispering ''I will be back.''
Before he turned away again, she caught a glimpse of his eyes above the sunglasses. The second they left her and his pet they changed. This time it was worse than any fire she had seen there before. In all honesty she had never even heard of cold brown eyes before, but what she saw sent a chill down her spine. Not for her own safety, but for whoever was on the opposite end of that newly aquired blade. Someone, somewhere, was in deep trouble and she had never felt safer in her life.
Another chapter where I just wung it. So what do you think? I am not writing anything else until I get a couple reviews for these last chapter. Please.
Latta
Staring into one another's eyes, they both stayed completely still for one moment, then a second. Bonnie was caught in something she hadn't realized even existed, feelings for Ron. The thought that he wanted her had stopped her dead in her tracks, until slowly, a warm shudder went flowing through her body. Never taking her eyes from his, Bonnie clawed visciously at his pants. She growled loudly when they refused to come undone, and grined evily in triumph when it finally released. When the rufused to come off fast enough for her taste, she yanked them off, almost ripping them off of him as quickly as she could. Out of no where, her grin faded. His body was definately eager to continue, but that isn't what paused her movements. It was the look in his eyes. The fire she had thought extinguished ealier had returned, only now lust instead of anger was adding fuel to this fire. Without warning his head spran forward, and his teeth sank into her bra directly between the cups. Tightening his jaw, the fabric snapped under the preasure, freeing twin globes to the brown eyes trained on them.
Rufus watched from the dresser as the events unfolded. Ron pushing the now topless girl from him and began smashing his lips against her like a wild animal in heat. This was his first time after all, and his hormones had completely taken over. Now pinning her arms above her head, the other hand squeezing her breast almost painfully. Still the thought of him passionately, savagely but still passionately, bit, likced and squeezed his way down her body. Firmly pressing her hands against the mattress, he pulled his hand away, using both to remove her jeans. She had gotten the message before he had removed it, keep them there. Ron's mouth worked feverishly on her right breast, biting and sucking on the nipple. Bonnie gasped loudly as her pants were thrown to the side, only a thin pair of blue panties between his flesh and her womanhood. Her lips were once again captured by his as he busied his fingers by literaly ripping the clothe from her body. Leaving her completely nude, his grinding motions now caught directly onto her sensitive skin. At the same instant thier tongues began slowly exploring each other's mouth, getting faster adn more urgent in movement every second. Reaching forward, she pulled his boxers down until they fell to the floor. When thier bodies met again the feel of skin on skin sent a shiver through both of them. A knock on the door silenced Bonnie, but didn't have nearly that effect on Ron.
A low growl started in his chest and quickly built into a roar. When he looked up thier eyes met again and the fire flared to an intense flame once more. Whirling around, he opened the door, stil naked, and stared with fury at the person on the other side. It was a boy from school, probably come to see how Ron was. Bad timing. Before he could speak he was silenced by a look, one that could have coined the phrase ''If looks could kill'' by itself. ''Listen and listen good, if you don't get THE FUCK out of here RIGHT NOW, then I will rip your balls off and force you to swallow them. UNDERSTAND?'' Barely nodding once, the boy felt a wooden door slam directly into his nose before his brain even registered the movement. Turning back to the brunet, smiling evily. ''Now where was i?''
Bonnie spread her legs slowly, her head in a haze from losing herself into those sometimes fiery, sometimes warm brown eyes. Lightly squeezing her breasts, she moaned slightly and tilted her head backward, waiting for him to come to her. She felt it all in one swift moment of friction. Lips softly pressing against her's, hands cupping her own so they both toyed with her breasts, and his hard member sliding completely into her in one motion. She had broken her maiden's hood long ago during strenuos cheerleading practice. (Don't believe it, too bad. Medically possible for women who play sports to break thier hymen during practice.) This reduced the normal pain of the first time to a minor ache, which was quickly forgotten as he pumped slowly in and out of her. 'God how wet was I?' she thought to herself as the sensation of her own juices dripping down her thighs and ass cheeks. The build up was quick, much quicker then she had ever gotten herself off. Her body shuddered wildly as an orgasm ripped through her. At the same time, she felt his hardness pump into her hard and fast, shooting a huge wad into her cunt. Slowly thier breathing returned to normal. still thier lips occasionally brushing each other. The clock said it had only been a few minutes, but they bother could have sworn it had lasted an hour. Gently they intertwinced thier arms and legs, lying on the bed and pulling close to one another. Bonnie didn't try to figure out her emotions right now, she was just enjoying the sensation of being held. Closing her eyes she smiled softly, while he stared at her sleeping face, an uncertainty flowing through him. Like his partner though, he pushed his feeling aside for now, just enjoying being with her, if only for a time.
(Another three months later)
Rufus lay beside Ron, eating cheese and watching him excercise. Ron pushed his body up with little effort, listened to the soft music in the background. He had lost count around a hundred and thirty, but had kept going to atleast fifteen minutes. He felt the arm of the woman laying across his back snake over his shoulder and carress his cheek. Bonnie smiled as he unconsciencely pushed his face further into her hand, never breaking stride in his excercixe. Since he no longer went on missions regularly, he had alot of pent up energy that he hadn't realized was there before. Now most of it was focused in building up his body, while much was also expended in his ongoing relationship with the blue eyed cheerleader. It was odd, the more they had sex the more it seemed she wanted to, not that he was complaining. She had somehow brought him back to reality with just a few moments. They spent alot of thier time together now, parting only for her to leave for school or being forced home by her parents in the early morning. While she was gone he normally his spent working out or watching Tv. Sleep was no longer an option, unless he was thoroughly exhausted nightmares flowed like water. He had just begun to forgive himself, he didn't need for his subconscience to start blaming him over again. Ron's parents just left the two alone, let them come and go as they pleased. It was easier then dealing with thier son's temper. He had calmed considerably since the encounter three months ago, still he had an edge about him. The air around his body seemed to literally beg for physical violence. Even he was starting to think that if he didn't beat the hell out of someone or thing soon, he would do somethign drastic. All these thoughts were running through his head for the hundreth time when a knock on his door broke his stride, if only for a second. '' Come in.'' Bonnie noticed, not for the first time, that his voice seemed deeper, more masculin and defined. She doubted anyone would mistake his voice for another, it was too distinct.
His father's head peaked through the door, an uncomfortable smile plastered over his face. ''Two packages were just delivered for you Ronald.'' His voice was soft and slow, worried that he might become a target for a rant. He looked at the woman laying across his son's back, wondering how she kept him in check so easily. It didn't matter though, Ron had already talked to both his parents about needing his space. He would be moving out within a week. He recieved no arguements, what had happened had changed him. Being on his own just seemed right at this point for some reason. Setting the two boxes on the floor in front of the couple, he quickly exited the room.
Turning his attention to the boxes, he continued to move up and down. One was small, rectangular with brown wrapping and the words ''Open First'' written over the top in an offical looking black font. The one beneath it was several times larger, in the same brown wrapping, though without any wording on it. Lowering himself one final time, Ron pulled his arms up and grabbed the smaller package. Bonnie still on her perch sprawled over his back watched as he unwrapped it. When the lid was removed a pair of plack sunglasses stared back at him with a small tag hanging from one arm. Flipping the tag, he smiled as he read the inscription. ''From Wade'' Placing them over his eyes, Ron's sight was imediately split between an image of Wade at his desk and Rufus who sat in the open box giving him a thumbs up and mumbling about how he looked.
''Hey Ron, how's it going?'' The ten year old genius smiled and took a long drink form his soda. Then his smile faded, ''I was hoping to wait a while longer before sending these to you, but there are still hits on the site that need imediate attention. I know it's been a long time since you have been on a mission, and you have never gone solo, but.....''
He was cut off by Ron's voice, ''No problem, just give me a download of what all you sent me, and tell me where to be. Oh, and you may have to work on a lift.'' He gave Bonnie an ''I'll explain later'' look, then began opening the second box as Wade went through a run down.
''Firstly, those sun glasses are a mini comunicator, all you have to do is say 'Call Wade' and it will contact me hands free. I can also see anything you see through the lenses. Which reminds me, it will be easier to explain if you would open the other box.'' Ron almost laughed as he ripped the paper and tossed the top to the side. Inside was a vest with four pockets on either side, each filled with one thing or another, a pair of fingerless gloves and a long steel blade with a gold plated handle shaped like a naked mole rat. '' The knife was a present I was going to give you for your birthday, but now is as good a time as any. I figured the gloves couldn't hurt either. But now we get to the kool stuff. The vest is an experimental material, tougher then leather and is bullet proof, plus it's made to fit only you. Each pocket is filled with a personalized toy. The right ones are explosives, the left ones emit both a sonic ring and an electrical pulse that should short circut most devices. If I think of anything else that might come in handy, you will be the first to know. I have some things to do, but I am sending the email and schematics directly to your computer. As for a ride, I think I can manage that. Wade out.'' With that the lens went translucent again.
Lifting up and tilting to the side, Ron forced Bonnie onto the bed while he made his way to the computer desk. Sure enough all the information he needed began spewing out of his printer. Taking the papers he turned to look at the small naked mole rat and the woman who now held him in her arms. Pulling on the vest and gloves, he grabbed the knife and flipped it around in his hand with a precision not even he knew he had. ''I have a few things that need taking care of, watch Rufus for me.'' With that he walked out of the room and toward the front door. Only turning when a small hand gripped his shoulder. Looking Bonnie in the eye, he smiled. Leaning in he kissed her lips, whispering ''I will be back.''
Before he turned away again, she caught a glimpse of his eyes above the sunglasses. The second they left her and his pet they changed. This time it was worse than any fire she had seen there before. In all honesty she had never even heard of cold brown eyes before, but what she saw sent a chill down her spine. Not for her own safety, but for whoever was on the opposite end of that newly aquired blade. Someone, somewhere, was in deep trouble and she had never felt safer in her life.
Another chapter where I just wung it. So what do you think? I am not writing anything else until I get a couple reviews for these last chapter. Please.
Latta