Hey you guys! Here is part of the reason why this fanfic is rated M. The other parts are blood, and another possible lemon. Well, Here you go kiddies. Enjoy. As with all fanfics, I don't own Slayers and honestly it pains me to say that. Well, on with the fic!
Mariah Sunshine
A streak of lightning shot across the sky illuminating the gray skies. Lina quickly followed it with her eyes as it darted out the sky, reaching out its bright arms and disappeared just as quickly as it had appeared. No more than a few seconds later, it marked its presence once again with a mighty roar, that cause Gourry to pull Lina tighter to him. They stood together, watching the rain as it heavily forced itself down to earth, and he held her tight as they thought about amid all the mess of the storm, where their baby could be.
His right arm... it felt so soft and strong as it snaked its way over her shoulder and settled sweetly on her stomach. From time to time, his grip tightened on her, almost as if it would protect her from the storm outside. She nestled her head into his chest, and closed her eyes, breathing in his scent. His chest was broad and surprisingly, a bit pinkish from the hot bath he just came from. It was hard enough to cut diamonds, and at the same time, soft enough for Lina to bury her face in as small tears spewed from her eyes. Gourry looked down at his wife, and lifted her face with his left hand. She looked so, tiny, so helpless… like the Lina no one else saw. When she was with others she could conquer the world, and take on anything and everyone in her path, with the exception of snails and her sister Luna. But when she was with Gourry, all that was put away with and the real Lina came out. The Lina that had the quick temper, but the even quicker heart. The Lina that longed to be held and cuddled close to someone. The Lina that didn't like to be alone, and always wanted to be reassured, that Gourry was there for her.
He stared down into her eyes, just as a streak of lightning flashed outside. It caste a shadow across her face that played with her features as he peered into her eyes. Her eyes…He could see it. The pain and fear that always arrived during crisis and the same one that he hated with a passion. There was nothing he could do to reassure her now. He knew it, and she knew it too. Nothing in the world could reassure her except Mariah's little gurgle, while she happily bounced in her arms. The same helpless look that was in Lina's eyes appeared in his heart. How could he help her? The only thing he could offer, was love, and reassurance. He needed to let her know it would be okay… he needed to show her. He would show her… It would be okay, and that he would do everything to make her happy again. He would show her, he loved her.
He lowered his lips to hers just as another streak of lightning demanded attention from the world. Her lips were moist, soft and sweet to the touch, and his mouth was strong passionate and bold against hers. He made the kiss light, and loving, only to be deepened into something strong and demanding. Lina tilted her head back, and parted her lips inviting Gourry to partake of her tongue, and he gladly accepted. His right hand, slowly slid up her back, and found their way into her soft red strands. His fingers tangled and buried themselves into her tresses as hers snaked their way around and held tight to his neck. Lighting screeched across the sky behind them, and thunder roared lazily into their room, but they barely even noticed.
Gourry pulled his fingers out of Lina's hair, and lifted her into her strong arms without breaking the kiss. H cradled her like he would a princess in his arms and she remained still, and without fear. He made his way slowly across the room, to their king-sized bed, fit for a king, without looking, but rather, sensing. When he had managed to dodge the many bags and dirty clothes littered across the floor, he set the tiny girl down, amid the fluffy white comforter, and joined her.
Lina opened her eyes, and looked up at her Gourry as he towered over her. He was always a force to be reckoned with, especially when it came to her, and yet this big goofball looked so loving and kind. He was a trained killer, and of this she had seen, but to her in that moment, Gourry was nothing more than the gentlest creature on the face of the planet. Closing her eyes, she settled into their white puffy pillow, and allowed herself to be controlled by him. Almost instantly, his mouth reached hers, and his hand slid across her cheek. His callused fingers caressed and smoothed, her wet cheeks, before sliding down her neck, and gently cupping one of her breasts. Lina opened her mouth and sighed into the kiss, and her hands instantly went to his shoulders. She began to kiss him feverishly, and moaned into the kiss as he began to knead her breast with his hands.
To say that he loved toying with Lina was an understatement. He loved the way her body reacted when he touched her, when he moved slowly with her. He gently squeezed and fondled Lina's breast until she whimpered into his mouth, begging for more. He chuckled to himself… it seems nothing was ever enough for her highness. He parted their kiss, and removed her chest band, and followed by her shirt, sending them both sailing to the floor. He stripped until her chest was covered by nothing more than air. Cupping her right breast, with his hand, he captured her left one, nipping and tasting her peachy skin. A moan escaped Lina's lips and she arched her back against him as her fingers found their way to his still wet golden strands of hair. She cried and begged for him to continue, on, and he smirked at her impatience. Well… if that's what she wanted right? He sat up quickly and fixing his fingers into her waistband, in one swift movement, removed the last of her clothes.
He stopped and looked over her, taking in every inch of her as if he had never seen her before. She turned her head away in a blush too shy to look him in the eyes without a stitch of clothing to cover her most private parts. Suddenly his hand was at her cheek, making her face him once again. She was always too shy to let him look over her… too embarrassed over her small frame. He loved the shape of her body. The way her breasts were large on the scale of her tiny frame. The way her stomach was so smooth and flat. The way her tiny feet always looked delicate and dainty. He loved it all, Gods how he loved it all.
He sent his lips to her forehead, and gently kissed her brow. Followed by her nose, each of her closed eyelids and finally her cheeks. She opened her eyes when he had finished and gazed deep into his. They were bright and vibrant… like the daytime sun, dancing across the sky. They told a tale… of love, and happiness, one that he silently promised would come to them. Her eyes brimmed with tears and to him looked so beautiful as light danced in each red particle. It was something he had never seen before in his life. Something so different and yet… something that was home to him. Behind the water and the gaze, he saw it, a flicker of hope. He saw it, and knew he had to keep it there at all costs.
He lowered his cheek to hers and nuzzled her gently, then he began to send a trail of passionate kisses down the middle of her chest, lower and lower and resting softly at her navel. Taking her legs he rested each one on his shoulders, and pulled her hands into his own. He glanced back up at her once, before burying his lips in her folds, causing her to scream and cry out to him. His tongue began to explore every inch of her, nibbling softly at the soft blossom, sliding over her mound, caressing her soft nub, and making her scream and cry out in pleasure. Her fingers drove through his hair, tugging at the roots, and trying their best to pull out each of his strands. He carefully slid a little of his tongue inside of her body and slowly he worked her. His movements made her buck softly against his mouth, as he deposited more of his wet tongue inside her and exploring more and more from her. Her breathing increased and her fingers clawed and pulled at the comforter she rested on. She swished her head back and forth crying out as he pleased her, tangling her hair and matting it on the pillow. Gods, how Gourry loved to hear her scream. God how he loved to feel the way she moved against his mouth it was just… gods the best. He felt and tasted her as her body began to build. And He worked her building her making her scream as he pushed her to her limit. Lina tried her best to fight it, but finally giving in to it. She allowed herself over the edge with a loud scream, and her whole body shuddered against him.
When her body had calmed, and her ragged breathing became calm once again, he crawled up and lay beside her. Lina turned to him and kissed him roughly. Her slender fingers found their way over his shoulders and through his hair, demanding attention more attention from him. He sat up, and gently kneeled over her. This is what she was now begging him for. This is what she needed to understand, to know. He settled himself between her tiny strong legs, and she instantly wrapped them around him. Capturing her mouth in his own, he slid inside her. Lina parted the kiss and her moan echoed throughout the room as her fingers dug into the flesh of his back. He pumped hard into her, willing her to drown her sorrows into him, to allow him to take them away. She gladly allowed him access to her hidden most pains, as her moans sang music to his soul. Suddenly, he stopped, and looked down at his love. Her eyes were closed, and her heart was etched on her face. It told a tale, of both love and pain, as if her whole life was being taken away in an instant. It was almost too much for him to bear, and he nuzzled, his head into her hair. God her scent. She smelt like roses. Beautiful, sunny roses. Her face gently pushed against his and her fingers wrapped into his own. He felt the rush of warm tears cascade down her face as she wiggled against, begging him to continue. Slowly he began to move against her tiny blossom. It was slow, and sweet, as he reached out and poured his heart to her. He thrust gently in, and pulled out as his fingers closed tightly around her own. Gods he loved her. Really he did. He didn't care how many times he said it, or how many times he thought it, he really did love her. He thrust again inside her, and his voice was weak and low, breaking with every syllable. I love you. That is what he repeated each time that he gently thrust into her. He did it slow and deliberately, and she echoed his voice, pumping her own body with her soul. I love you. They moaned and sighed to each other, as they worked their way harder and faster to the top. I Love you. They screamed as they worked and loved, connecting their hearts and minds together, until they both exploded in a flash of lighting. Lina's back arched sharply against as her body went over the edge. Gourry feeling her tighten around him, moaned heavily into her hair as he too let himself go. They held on tight, making it last for moments and what seemed like hours at the time, and they became one.
Exhausted Gourry tumbled to the bed beside Lina gently pulling her with him. He looked down scanning her peachy skin in the darkness of the room. Her body was covered in tiny droplets of sweat and her chest rose evenly. He watched her, as she lay with her eyes closed, darkness enveloping her tiny frame. When the lightning struck outside their window, it shadowed the half closest to him and illuminated everywhere else on her. He snaked his arm out and pulled her close to him, taking a protective stance over her. She didn't move. She only lay there now snuggled in his arms. When she finally opened her eyes, she had turned towards the window, and looked at the rain still falling across the room. He watched her, hoping she would turn to him, with a word, a smile, a frown… anything… but she never looked at him. He was just about to give up on her, when she turned back to face him a tiny smile on her lips. His eyes and his heart lit up. He knew something had clicked up there… in her mind, in her heart, and places beyond there, like maybe her soul. For a second in time, he thought, maybe things will really be okay. Just maybe. She wrapped her arms around his chest and snuggled herself into him, with a look of both tired and happy etched on her face. They held each other in the darkness, and he stroked her face sweetly as she peacefully slept through the night.
Hey guyyss! Here is the next chapter in this epic fanfic. I really hope you enjoy it and review please. I really appreciate each review, just so you all know. Well, all right, I have other stories to update and its well after 2. Hope to hear from you, and I hope you enjoyed! Goodnight ---