ONCE AGAIN, IT IS VERY IMPORTANT YOU READ THIS NOTICE: IF YOU ARE THE FAINT OF HEART, OR AREN'T READY TO READ ABOUT A MATURE RELATIONSHIP, DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER (YOU WON'T BE MISSING ANY KEY POINTS TO THE STORY). THIS CHAPTER IS MEANT TO SHOW THE READER JUST HOW IN LOVE THESE TWO ARE….BUT IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ A MATURE LOVE SCENE….SKIP THIS CHAPTER!

Slash let himself in, shutting the door behind him. When he walked into the dark house, he wasn't exactly sure where to find Nancy. Eventually, he found her bedroom. No lights were on and the only light in the room was through the blades of the shade, leaving little slits of blue shining on Nancy's body. Nancy didn't respond to the noise of the door clicking closed; she just kept staring toward the window as if she could see through the panels. Slash knew her better than that and he knew she was staring off into the infinites of her mind. He took his steps carefully, opting not to startle Nancy. She just kept staring at the corner of the room, even as the slits of light flickered on and off of her as Slash crept closer. Nancy's reflection took Slash aback, and he noticed the glimmering tears that had fallen from her eyes and now rested on her defined check bones. Seeing her cry made him gasp for breath silently, and he knew that he had to do something. Very slowly, he sat on the satin sheets next to Nancy. She didn't move a muscle, as if Slash was merely a ghost. He leaned towards her. With his fingers, he gently wiped away the tear on her check, pulling her flowing blonde hair behind her ears as he went. He put his lips to her ears and whispered, "Nancy. Don't be sad…..it's okay, I'm here now." She still didn't respond. None of the things Slash had done made her even flinch, it would seem she was in a deep trance. He kissed the back of her head, and ran his fingers through her long strands of gold until he brushed the skin on her neck. She quivered a little, and made a noise the sounded like a mouse squeaking as he did this. Slash hesitated, making sure she wouldn't reject the attention….and she didn't. Slash slid his hands from her neck to her shoulders and began massaging them. Within seconds, Slash saw Nancy's eyes flutter closed in her reflection, and her head rolled backwards.

He decided that was good, and so he pressed a little harder. She kept moving with his hands, like putty, and Slash had a sneaky suspicion that that's exactly what she felt like. But she lifted her head and turned to face him, and Slash removed his hands. She looked him dead in the eyes and they glistened in the tiny bit of moonlight that entered the room. "Nancy…I'm sorry. I didn't", Slash began to apologize. Nancy put two fingers on his lips, interrupting him. They smelt like peaches, which meant Nancy had been using the lotion he had got for her eighteenth birthday. This made him feel good on the inside.

"Slash…you don't need to apologize", Nancy whispered. Slash put one of his hands on Nancy's check. She closed her marble eyes and placed her hand on top of his, rocking slightly, as if the romance was a lullaby for her to drift to sleep. Slash had been contemplating this moment this entire year and now that it was here, he had no idea if he had the guts to kiss her. So he took it step by step. Placing the other hand on her other check, he leaned in closer, expecting her to move away, but she moved in closer, until finally, their lips met. He immediately blushed, and felt himself begin to lose consciousness, like one does when they kiss their true love for the first time. They pulled away for a second, staring at each other. Slash mumbled, "Nancy…I", but was interrupted again, as Nancy pulled him in close and kissed him even more passionately, pulling away only to whisper, "I know", in Slash's ear. She was crying he noticed.

"Nancy. Don't cry. Please don't cry", he begged.

"I'm crying because I'm happy. Slash…..I've loved you since….I can't remember when." Slash kissed her again.

"Me too Nancy. Me too."

Every time they kissed, it was more and more passionate than the one before, as if both of them were relieving feelings long overdue for release. Slash, who had his back to the head board of the bed, sat upright, pressed against it by Nancy, who wasn't restricting herself to his lips for kissing. She would kiss him blow into his ear for a while, then to his cheek, and back to his lips. The entire time, Slash was either slipping in and out of consciousness, or contemplating how he was going to make the next move. He was so busy thinking, he didn't notice Nancy slip beneath his lips to begin sucking on his neck, and it caught him completely by surprise.

"Nancy", Slash half moaned, half exhaled. This, to her, was the signal to keep going…which of course she did. Slash felt his whole body go numb; he couldn't move. All he had the ability to do at this point was repeat her name every once in a while, as if She had put a spell on him. The only thing that took him out of his trace was a slight nibble on the jugular made by Nancy. It was something Slash normally would find very annoying, but for some odd reason, he loved it. Nancy giggled a little bit, and at first Slash thought it was because he had sucked air in through his teeth when she bit him. But then, looking down, he realized why she was giggling. Slash was a little embarrassed that Nancy had been lying onto of him when it happened, but everything about his current situation was arousing, and it came as no surprise that he had managed to get an erection.

"Sorry", he mumbled before he had time to think about it.

Nancy giggled again, "It's okay". Then, instead of lying back on top of him, lay down next to him, as if hinting that it was his turn.

Slash at first, turned to his side, placing his hand on her check and began kissing her, letting his mouth open a little bit as Nancy slipped her tongue inside. As if someone possessed him (and knew exactly what to do), he placed two fingers on her ribs, right below her chest and began to suck on her neck, applying pressure with his fingers every time he bit her. Nancy gasped a little louder than she had intended and moaned every time he released her.

"How did you know to do that?" she whispered, giggling a little.

"I just knew", Slash coolly replied.

"Do it again", Nancy said, fluttering her big brown eyes. Slash did, and she gasped and moaned a little louder. At this point, Slash was barely holding onto his consciousness. Finally, he just gave up, and lay on top of Nancy, kissing her on the lips and cheek and neck. His groin was digging into Nancy's thigh, but she didn't seem to mind. With every second that sparks flew, Slash became more and more gutsy. He now had his hand gently lying on top of her chest while the other cradled her soft head.

"This can go as far as you want Nancy", he said looking her straight in the eyes, making sure she knew he was serious.

"I'll tell you if I want you to stop", Nancy said, catching her breath.

"You sure?" Slash asked, being polite, even though he was way past the point of stopping. Nancy nodded her head in approval.

"You know" she said, sliding a finger across the hand on her chest, "That might be a little easier if my shirt was off."

That was the green light for Slash, and he nodded, letting Nancy lower her head and fixate her eyes on the ceiling before carefully undoing button by button on her crimson blouse. He was happy to find she wasn't wearing a bra, because, frankly, he didn't want to try and figure out how to get that off. He slid it out from underneath her arched back and tossed it aside, without taking his eyes off Nancy. He waited a moment, making sure she still wanted what was about to happen then slowly, replaced his hand. Nancy sucked air in through her teeth.

"Sorry" Slash apologized, "cold hands".

"It's good. You don't need to apologize".

He was happy to hear that, and began to massage her chest in a circular motion, watching Nancy take every moment in. He could see every nerve in her body shoot adrenaline and serotonin into her body and brain, and could feel her heart racing. He slowed down his massaging, and felt Nancy's back curve back to normal, not so arched as it had been. He stopped briefly and removed his hand. Before Nancy had the time to lift her head and ask why he stopped he cupped his lips over her nipple, and sucked a little, letting his tongue work a little magic on her. Her back arched again as she moaned in bliss. He was still massaging the other breast while he sucked on one of them, concentrating on what he was doing. When he looked up, Nancy was staring at him with the sexiest expression on her face. He could see that she was getting pleasure out of watching him fondle her, and decided not to rob her of the feeling. He went back to work, keeping in mind her expression as he did. Something came over him, and he didn't really know what but as he closed his teeth around her tit, Nancy whimpered, "Slash" underneath her breath. Slash felt himself get even more aroused and replied simply with her name.

"Nancy…"

He put his head on her shoulder.

"Nancy. God I love you so much. You mean everything to me. I am yours to keep now and forever. Nancy, oh my god, Nancy….please….never leave me. I never want to leave, stay with me in this moment forever." He couldn't stop himself. He just kept mumbling undying confessions of his love to her. Tears welled up in Slash's big, brown eyes as he began to cry. Nancy, seeing and hearing this was crying as well, but silently, as opposed to Slash who was on the verge of sobbing. Nancy put her finger to his lip and said quietly,

"Slash. I am here…forever. Let me show you how much I love you."

With saying this, she tugged a little on his shirt, which Slash understood to mean lose the shirt. He lifted it over his head and tossed it aside in the same manner as he had done Nancy's. The hairs on his neck stood straight up as a chill danced up his spine. He was half naked in front of Nancy, and she was rubbing his chest occasionally digging her nails into him. He was not in bad shape, that's for sure. In fact, Slash was very happy that he had been working out prior to this moment, because he was nearly in perfect shape, and Nancy was enjoying his body. He could feel her hips slightly moving up and down, getting into a rhythm of a sort. It was very subtle though, and Slash didn't think she was doing it on purpose. She slid her hands up from his belly button to his chest, and stopping at the shoulders, wrapping her fingers on the other side. She suddenly pushed him over onto his back, forcing him down so that his head was at the end of the bed, and Nancy was on top of him. Slash watched in amazement as she undid the clips in her hair and shook her head so that her hair fell to her shoulders. She is amazing he thought to himself. Nancy lay down close to him kissing him on the lips, then the neck, chest, lower and lower until she reached his shiny belt buckle. Slash hadn't taken one eye off Nancy as she did this, and had to release his breath. She repositioned herself so that her legs were spread apart on top of his thighs. Nancy slowly undid his belt buckle and unzipped his jeans, not taking her eyes off of Slash who (he imagined) must have had the stupidest look on his face. He moaned and panted quietly as she pulled his pants and boxers off, leaving him completely naked before her. There was a pause in between her pulling his pants and boxers off and her actually making contact with his body, but it wasn't a long pause. All Slash saw before his eyes had rolled in the back of his head was Nancy lean down close, but as soon as her lips touched the tip, he lost it. His head fell back as she had her lips around it, moving up and down, and only stopping to let her tongue do a little work.

Slash could hear himself moaning, but he honestly didn't care. It was too late for any of the neighbors to be hearing what was happening. His moaning got louder and more intense, and he would sometimes tell her to go slower or faster, occasionally moaning "Nancy". He didn't know how she knew what she was doing, since everybody in Snowboard Town knew she was a virgin, but she definitely knew what she was doing. She stopped right before Slash climaxed, letting him calm down a little by rubbing his chest and sucking on his neck again.

Slash felt a little taken over, since Nancy was still at least half clothed, and here he was, lying naked on the bed, horny as ever. Nancy was teasing him too. Every once in a while she would lean down and kiss the tip or let it slide across the crotch of her shorts, daring him to remove them. Finally, after torturing him long enough she lay back, waiting for him to make the next move. He knelt down, burying his face in her chest kissing, sucking, biting, licking, and watching Nancy be overcome with erotic feelings, wishing only that he could see what she was thinking. He lay two fingers in between her chest, and let them glide on her skin down to where her shorts buttoned up. He undid the button and unzipped as slow as he could, even though he could barely take it. After removing her jeans and panties, he glanced back up at her eyes, making sure this was all still okay. Then, taking her by surprise, he slipped one of his fingers into her. She twitched a little, and he heard her breathing begin to harden. He moved it around, up and down, and in a circular motion, watching each of her reactions. After thirty or so seconds, he pulled his finger out. Nancy moaned, clinching up a bit, but she still didn't tell him to stop. He decided quickly that he wasn't going to take any chances, and put his lips up to her ear, first blowing a little into it, to feel her body wrestle in pleasure. Then, he whispered softly, "Do you want to go all the way? I don't want to make you uncomfortable." Nancy looked him straight in the eyes, and suddenly lifted her hips, so that his area grazed her genitals.

"Just in case you didn't know" she replied, "That meant yes."

Slash smiled, and pushed himself inside her. Before, she had been staring him down, not taking her eyes off of Slash, but as he thrust and pulled out, she could barely keep her eyes from rolling in the back of her head. Slash and Nancy both were breathing very hard, moaning and kissing, and then moaning again.

"Slash…oh god", Nancy squeaked, digging her fingernails into Slash's arm as she sat up. He kept making love to her, as they held each other, whispering sweet nothings along with the other's name. Slash was very rapidly approaching climax, and Nancy could feel him doing so. She bit his neck, sucking on him and kissing his chest. His heart kept pumping blood faster and faster, matching her hurried heartbeat. Nancy felt herself lighten and begin to climax as well.

"Slash…" she moaned….

"Nancy…I'm….I'm cumming…." Slash replied. Slash felt himself begin to vocalize every breath, and Nancy couldn't help but follow suit. All at once, Slash felt himself cum and Nancy, feeling this screamed softly, clutching Slash in her arms.

They both lay back on the bed in a more relaxed position, holding each other for a long time, smiling each other to sleep. Slash ran his fingers through Nancy's hair until he saw her eyes close as she fell asleep. He kissed her forehead.

"Good night….my love."