Note: This story takes place sometime after Omniverse.
Also, fair warning: I may or may not be pushing the limits of the T rating. I suppose that's for you to decide, but I'm just putting it out there.
Kevin's car swerved off the road, driving into a large desert, surrounded by mountains. Its owner brought it to a screeching halt, moving the gear shift to put the car in park mode. He turned to face the redhead in the passenger seat. She wore a simple purple tank top and black shorts which exposed her arms and legs. Kevin struggled to keep his eyes off her.
"Gwen-"
She interrupted him, gesturing at the central console of his car. "Cloaking field." For all intents and purposes, they were in the middle of nowhere. She didn't want any police officers on patrol to find them suspicious and ruin their night. With the push of a button, the car blended in with its surroundings, though from the inside, neither Gwen nor Kevin could tell the difference.
She unbuckled her seatbelt, climbing over the gear shift to sit on his lap, her arms wrapped behind his neck. She reached for the buckle on the driver's seat, unbuckling Kevin's seatbelt as well. "Okay, now you can talk."
The black-haired boy set his hands on her hips. "You look really hot today. I- I mean, that's not to say you don't look hot every day. It's just... today, with the shorts a-and the tank top..."
Gwen giggled, nuzzling her nose against his. "You're so adorable when you're all tongue tied." His heart thumped in his chest at the sound of her laughter. Even on the worst days of his life, hearing her laugh could raise his spirits.
She sighed in content. "I've missed this. I feel like I haven't had the chance to have you all to myself lately."
"Yeah?" He cocked an eyebrow suggestively. "What exactly were you planning to do once you got me alone?"
Gwen rolled her eyes and put her hands on his chest, greeting his lips with hers. She split them apart just enough to allow him to explore the contours of her mouth with his tongue as he pleased. Her fingers, meanwhile, slid beneath his T-shirt, slowly tracing the bare skin of his chiseled back. They stopped on his shoulders, giving them a firm squeeze.
Experimentally, Kevin began dipping his tongue in and out through the small gap between her lips, touching the tip of her tongue every time he entered. She tilted her head ever so slightly to grant him better access, moaning enthusiastically at the new sensation. He picked up the pace, moving so fast that it almost seemed like his tongue barely left her mouth at all. His hands gripped her thighs, drawing circles on her tender flesh with his thumbs.
When her lungs' desire for air became too great to ignore, she separated from the kiss, giving Kevin the chance to tug at her lower lip before she fully pulled away. For seconds, the only sound that filled the small space was that of their panting.
"Th- That was..." Gwen was too out of breath to finish her sentence, opting to bury her head in the crook of his neck instead. He enveloped her lithe figure in his muscular arms, lowering his head to inhale the scent of the strawberry shampoo that lingered on her luscious orange locks.
Once her breathing became steady, Gwen brought her head up from Kevin's neck and grabbed the hem of his T-shirt. "Let's get this out of the way, shall we?" She hurriedly hoisted it higher, revealing more and more of his body until it was off him, at which point she tossed it onto the front passenger seat. Now that his annoying T-shirt wasn't blocking her view, she greedily ogled all his abs, every single bulging muscle, and even the scars that adorned his body from all the battles he had been through. She had seen him shirtless countless times, but his beauty never failed to wow her. Kevin angled forward, intending to give her a kiss, but she thrust him against his seat. "W-Wait."
"What's wrong, baby?", he asked.
Her prior excitement diminished as she glanced to the side, exhaling sharply. "Kevin, I feel like I've seen and felt a lot more of you than you have of me, if you get what I'm trying to say. You've never really complained, but I don't think it's fair that I've held out for so long. Don't get me wrong, I still don't want us to go all the way until we're married." She gave him toothless grin. "But I want to balance the scales." She clutched the edge of her tank top, yanking it over her head before throwing it on top of Kevin's T-shirt.
He now had a perfect view of her cleavage, covered only in a lacy light blue low-cut bra. His gaze fell to her chest, eating up the sight. "You're gorgeous."
"T-Thanks." She blushed.
He examined the intricate floral designs on the material, observing how they weren't hiding all that much. He knew that if he squinted right, he could see much more of her, but he dismissed the idea. It wouldn't be right for him to invade her privacy like that. "Never knew you had such fancy taste in underwear."
"I don't.", she admitted, "I mean, I'd like to, but they're not exactly cheap. I bought this one just for you."
Kevin blinked in disbelief. "You didn't have to do that."
She gingerly led his left hand to her lips to plant a kiss. "I didn't have to, but I wanted to." She guided his hand to her chest, encouraging him to brush his calloused fingers over the supple skin exposed above her bra. Her heart raced. She'd been preparing for this moment for a while, but she never expected it to be so nerve-wracking. Nobody but her had ever touched those places.
Picking up on her nervousness, Kevin retracted his hand. "You okay?"
She nodded. "Y-Yeah. Put your hand back, I'm just trying to get used to it."
He placed both his hands on the sides of her chest, massaging the exposed parts of her breasts to get accustomed to the way they felt on his fingertips. He thoroughly loved it. He had seen her in a bikini before, but those times were few and far between, and he had never been this close to her when she was wearing so little. He withdrew his fingers, pressing a drawn out kiss on the top of her right breast, then did the same to her left. Gwen gasped. Having him fondle her was one thing. Kissing her was a whole other thing. It felt so good.
Kevin snaked his tongue down the valley in her chest before going upwards, kissing her collarbone, and then her neck. Placing his hands on her cheeks, he invited her into an affectionate lip lock, savoring the taste of her cherry-flavored lipstick. He turned her around so that her back leaned against him, which was a little difficult to pull off given the lack space they had. They both knew they would've probably had less trouble in the backseat, but they didn't mind staying where they were. It forced them to stick as close to each other as possible, which was precisely what they wanted.
After making herself comfortable in her new position, Gwen arched her head to let Kevin drop kisses along her neck, intertwining the fingers of her right hand with his. He traveled to the base of her neck to deepen his kisses, mildly nibbling on her skin while cupping her left breast through her bra. He temporarily left her neck, playfully swirling his tongue around her lips but never going in for a proper kiss to get a rise out of her. She tightened her grasp on his hand as adrenaline coursed through her veins, longing for their lips to meet again. She groaned in frustration when he didn't give her that satisfaction, but instead dragged his tongue to the base of her neck, leaving a trail of saliva in its wake. He chuckled at her reaction and resumed attentively sucking on her skin.
For someone so tough on the outside, Kevin was rather tame when it came to Gwen and their physical interactions. While she was usually thankful for it, tonight, she wanted to toy with their boundaries. "Harder."
He lifted his mouth from her neck. "You sure that's a good idea? I might leave a mark."
She smirked. "I know."
"Don't say I didn't warn you.", he said with a mischievous smile. He counted to three in his head, then placed his lips where her neck and shoulder met to create a vacuum. The pinching pressure exerted by his moist lips made her toes curl. His name escaped her lips in bliss from the suction; a clear indicator that he was doing wonders. She shut her eyes, submitting herself to the experience. Kevin heard every near-inaudible sound she made, focusing all his might into gratifying her. If she was happy, he was happy.
All but 30 seconds passed before he ceased his actions, peppering a flurry of quick kisses near the now-sensitive area. His fingers trickled down her toned stomach, grazing her skin with feathery touches. She cackled in response. "T-That tickles."
"Does it?" The boy continued prodding her more lightly than before, tapping up and down and in circles. Every nerve inside her went into overdrive as she tried to contain her laughter.
"Let's take-", she breathed, trying to clear her mind enough to form a coherent sentence. "Let's take this to the back." She maneuvered over the divider between the front seats, laying on the soft leather of the backseat. Kevin joined her none too soon, hovering over her. He kissed her on the forehead, then the nose, and finally touched her lips again. Unexpectedly, he broke away seconds later, causing her to whimper. She reached out to stroke his cheek, noticing a far away look in his obsidian orbs. "You alright?"
"Yeah." He shook his head, returning to reality. "I just feel a little weird. I'm just tryin' to remind myself that this ain't a dream, y'know? I mean, how'd I ever get such a beautiful, supportive and absolutely amazing girlfriend?"
She beamed. "You're not dreaming. I am your girlfriend and I love you very much."
"I know. I love you, too." He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Guess I kinda ruined the moment, huh?"
"No, Kevin, of course not! Look, why don't we switch places?", she proposed. "You've been doing most of the heavy lifting tonight. Let me show you this isn't a dream."
With one swift motion, Kevin flipped her so she sat on his stomach. The way the moonlight shone on her made her appear ethereal, highlighting the recently-formed pinkish patch where he had sucked earlier, standing out nicely against her creamy skin. "Uh, Gwen, you can't see it, but you got a little somethin' on your neck."
She patted her hands over her neck before landing on the mark. "How obvious is it?"
"A lot more obvious than I thought it'd be.", he tittered. "I shoulda been more careful."
She shrugged, pushing the matter aside. "I'll handle it later." She walked her fingers up his broad chest, a glint of eagerness in her eyes. "I have more important things to pay attention to right now." Her tongue traced the outline of his ear. "Lay back and relax, babe. I've got you." Her angelic voice sent a shiver down his spine, causing him to purr. She inched downwards to bite his jaw with a small amount of force. Judging by his widening smile, it didn't hurt. That was a good sign. She was only getting started.
Her lips traveled down his Adam's apple, feeling it vibrate as he murmured in pleasure. She pecked his right shoulder, following his arm to leave a series of kisses along his biceps. As she got to his hand, she took the tip of his pointer finger into her mouth to give it a delicate kiss while winking at him deviously. Dropping his arm, she made her way to his stomach, nipping at his skin as she descended. His mind went blank, occupied only by the thought of her. He could still feel the ghost of her previous kisses and bites. She knew all the right ways to drive him wild and he needed more.
Kevin reached out to touch her, desperate to feel her skin. Gwen wagged a finger at him, tutting. "I thought I told you to lay back and relax." Suddenly, tiny mana tendrils shot out from her fingers, grabbing his wrists to hold his arms above his head. "Hey!" He tried to break free, but it was no use.
She heard his breathing grow heavier, anticipating her next move. Macho bad boy Kevin Levin was putty in her hands. She positioned her face just out of reach from his, blowing on his lips. "Kevin...", she began in a singsong tone. "What do you want me to do?" It was a pointless question, but one she wanted to hear him answer nonetheless.
"Kiss me like you mean it."
Their lips engaged in a searing open-mouthed kiss, with Gwen alternating between sucking Kevin's upper and lower lip. She moved her hands to his cheeks, bringing him closer. He felt her chest heaving against his, her bra reminding him that there was still a barrier between their torsos. Her soft, warm stomach contrasted very well against his harder, more defined one. He really, really wanted to touch her, but all he could do was squirm. The mana shackles were impossible to escape. She held all the cards and he was as good as powerless.
He decided the only way to even the playing field was to tease her, to make her want him. He closed his mouth, attempting to throw her off. Her tongue tried its best to wiggle its way into his mouth, poking his lips repeatedly, but he didn't budge. She knew fully well what he was up to. Her left hand wandered all the way to his jeans, fumbling with the metal button holding it together. She barely managed to unbutton it before he gasped in shock, providing her with the opportunity to invite herself into his mouth.
She flicked her wet tongue against his, slathering it with her saliva. Their tongues wrestled intensely, like sparks lighting the hottest flame. Normally, she would have wiped the drool off her face, but tonight, she was too distracted by her passion for Kevin. She didn't care how sloppy she was being. He was the only thing that mattered.
Gwen waved her hand to release Kevin's wrists from the mana shackles. With their lips still joined, he wasted no time to roll her over, putting himself on top. He slipped his hands under her back, one hand moving down to her rear. She hooked her legs around his waist to bring him closer, resting her hands on the sides of his chest. Now that there was hardly any space between them, Kevin accidentally ground his groin against hers. He shifted uncomfortably, trying to put some distance between them. To his utter surprise, she mirrored his motions, gyrating her hips in tandem to the rhythm of their kiss.
Her mind was clouded, her craving for him overshadowing rational thought. She wanted more, and she knew for a fact that he felt the same way. She could feel his fingers sneakily sliding under her shorts. As much as she wanted to let him touch her to his heart's content, she knew neither of them would be able to stop if things went any further. She begrudgingly pulled away from the kiss. "Kevin."
Kevin opened his eyes, pouting. "Baby, I want you."
"I know. I want you too. It's just... we can't." Her voice was low, with a hint of regret. "You know that."
"Yeah." His eyes widened as he realized that his hand was still stuck under her rear. He quickly took it out of her shorts. "D'you wanna head back?", he sighed.
She shook her head. "Can we just stay here for a while?"
"Of course." He slumped forward to lay on her, nestling his head under her neck.
She ran her fingers through his thick hair, rubbing her hand up and down his back. "Hey, Kevin?"
He looked at her lovingly, waiting for her to finish her sentence.
"Thanks for tonight. I really needed a break from everything."
"Classes gettin' you down?", he asked.
She nodded. "Projects are piling up, I guess. I haven't had a lot of time to unwind."
He took her hand in his. "I'm always here to help. You know that, don't you?"
"Of course." She smiled.
Even though she enjoyed their make out sessions, she equally appreciated the moments afterwards when they could simply be together and indulge in each other's presence. Being in his car in the middle of the desert, away from everyone else, made it even better. It felt like they were the only people in the world. Just him, her and the night sky.
Just like she wanted.
This took way longer to finish than I was hoping for. Ihad to keep adjusting certain words and phrases to get everything up to par. I'm not sure if it turned out great, so please let me know if you liked this one! Comments, reviews and suggestions are always appreciated.