Warning: Rated 'M' for adult subject matter and adult language.
The main characters of this story are based on characters from the cartoon 'Code Lyoko.' I do not own, nor do I claim, any copyright to these characters.
She moaned as he caressed her breasts, while his lips added their own sensations to the back of her neck. She craned her head to the side, giving him more access to her throat, while placing her hands on top of his, encouraging their work.
After a bit, she turned to face him, then sat down on his bed, pulling him to her. As he continued his kisses and caresses, she returned his embrace with her own, encouraging him onward. Her hands traveled about his body, adding to her excitement, settling for a moment on his growing erection. Feeling it, almost a life unto its own, excited her even more, knowing, hoping, for what would come next.
She laid back on the bed, pulling him down on her, positioning him between her legs, for that was where he would eventually need to be. He bent his head down to her, and she waited, anticipating, willing his lips on to her breasts, needing the sensations they would produce. He nuzzled each one, kissing and licking it, producing almost unbearable sensations of pleasure and anticipation within her. He kept steadily kissing them for a while, then took one of her nipples in his mouth and caressed it with is tongue. Then, he started to graze them with his teeth, lightly at first, then a little harder, sucking them as he did. Then, a little harder. She moaned when he did this, wanting more, much more. Then, he bit a little harder. She cried out in surprise, but still wanted more from him. He wanted to bite even harder now, much harder...
Suddenly, he stopped. He got up from her, breathing as heavily as she was, visibly shaken by the effort to disengage from her.
"Please, Jeremie, don't stop now, please!" Aelita begged her lover.
"I can't," the blond haired young man told his beloved, "I just can't."
Sissi Delmas returned to her dorm room and heard crying inside. She knocked, then entered to find her roommate, Aelita Hopper, crying in her bed.
"'Lita, what's wrong?" Sissi asked as she closed the door.
She looked up from her pillow, streams of tears running down her face. "Jeremie," she replied, like that one word explained everything.
"What did he do this time?" Sissi asked as she sat on the edge of Aelita's bed.
"It's not what he did," the girl replied, "it's what he didn't do."
Aelita then explained between her sobs what had happened, and didn't happen, on their date this evening. Retelling the tale just made the girl all the more upset.
"Jeremie has always been a little uptight about some things," Sissi said, trying to console her friend, "he has always treated you as something special, and sometimes he just acts so old fashioned."
"But tonight was different!" Aelita exclaimed, "he was making love to me so tenderly, and I was wanting him so much, and I thought he wanted to, but suddenly, he stopped. I was so frustrated I damn near raped him! Then I got so mad when he rebuffed me I just stomped out and came back here."
"I don't know what to say," Sissi said.
"I don't know what to do," Aelita said, "I'm afraid that, after all these years, he really doesn't find me desirable after all. Maybe he's just been going along with everybody's expectations of us."
Her tears started flowing again and she broke down.
Sissi just wrapped her arms around her friend and hugged her. It was all she think of to do.
Jeremie Belpois kicked the chair to his desk across the room again.
Dammit! he thought to himself, when will I ever have peace from this thing?
Never, replied the ugly voice of a repulsive echo, this is where your desire leads you, and there can only be one end to it.
Jeremie's mind was filled with visions of blood and gore, Aelita's. The taste of blood, her blood, rang on his tongue, followed soon by the taste of meat, hers. So wonderful, so sweet, so near.
This is your destiny. And your despair will be sweeter than the taste of her flesh when the day finally comes. Remember how good her tits tasted when you kissed them? When you licked them? Remember how good it felt biting into them? Just wait 'til you really bite into them! It will be a grand feast! And there is sweeter meat waiting after that, just a little farther down!
Jeremie kicked his bed, nearly breaking his toe. The evil echo inside of him only laughed.
Jeremie and Aelita met at breakfast the next morning before their classes started.
"Aelita, about last night," Jeremie started, but Aelita stopped him.
"About last night," she interrupted, "after I got home, I started thinking. Jeremie, do you love me?"
"More than Life itself," he replied.
"Why won't you show me, then?"
"Aelita, I do, every day. Even last night, I was showing you how much I love you by..."
"Jeremie, don't you find me attractive, desirable?"
"You don't know how much I do."
"That's my point, Jeremie, I don't know. Last night, I was ready willing and able to give my self, all of me, to you. And just when we were about to come together, you stopped like you got a bad taste in your mouth. We've been dancing around this for years, now, and I don't know how much plainer I have to be. I Want You. In My Bed. In Me. Now. Take Me To Bed Or Lose Me Forever."
Jeremie's eyes got wide at that statement. "You don't mean that literally, do you?"
Aelita paused a moment, looked him square in the eyes, then said, "yes."
Jeremie's face looked like she had just ripped his heart out and spat on it. "I'm sorry, Aelita. I can't."
Jeremie got up from the table and left. Aelita watched him walk away.
