Ok, this is a liiiiittle shorter, cause it was kinda supposed to be in the last chapter, but I decided to move it here. he he.
That being said... M!
Hope you enjoy!
~ We both know how this ends, but sometimes madness is common sense. ~
For a moment she thought she was dreaming; it certainly wouldn't have been the first time. The smell of smoke was new but she couldn't deny the weird appeal it had. Roan pulled her in a tight embrace and she felt her whole body vibrate, dizziness washing over her. Before she knew it, his hands were buried in her hair and his lips were molding to hers. And she was kissing him back, with a fervor matching his own. Weeks, if not months, of built up tension released in that simple gesture. It wasn't the perfect kiss she'd sometimes dream of at night, yet it was a million times better. Needy, sloppy and wet, but entirely real.
When they stopped, Vivian got a small chance to gather her thoughts. What the hell had gotten into him? First he pushes her away, now he kisses her like there's no tomorrow. And she still knew close to nothing about him. He was bad news, the bad boy her mother would have warned her about and her father would have try to scare away from his baby girl. Looking into his stormy eyes all she could see was a hunger that was probably reflecting in her own orbs too. Hunger and confusion.
"You're gonna break my heart." It wasn't a question, but a simple fact, a feeling etched in her bones, a story as old as time - she was a naive girl and he was the tall dark and handsome stranger. It was bound to either be forever or end up in fucking heartache. She didn't thinks she was particularly lucky in the romance department for them to end up as a fairy tale couple. Roan's eyes widened, as if caught red handed, but didn't loosen his grip on her. If anything, he held a little tighter. He lowered his head and kissed the skin above her heart, mumbling softly.
"Why would I do that when I work so hard to keep it beating?" For the savage they were being portrayed as, the grounders sure knew how to charm the panties off the ladies. After all, weren't words what actually undressed a woman? Vivian, in her already dazed state, was dumbstruck for a second. It didn't help at all that Roan was kissing his way up her neck. She knew she had a few solid reasons to push him away, but they flew out the cave entrance when he uttered those sweet words. His also solid chest helped tip the scale in favor of losing herself completely under the skillful touches of the grounder. And it was exactly what she did.
He captured her lips again, one of his hands slid down her back, slowly, all the way to her waist. Her own arms flung around his neck, but soon found themselves at the helm of his shirt. Her fingertips were eager to explore the toned muscles she already knew hid under the fabric. Damned clothes were in the way; she wanted nothing more than to feel his skin against hers. He must have felt the same, as his lips left her only to pull his top off. As a moth drawn to the flame, her hands traced the hard muscles of his chest, mapping it all in her memory, scars and all.
Roan couldn't remember the last time he had felt like that, as if he had been parched and finally took a swing from the water that had been right in front of him. But he was not going to stop just after a few gulps. Oh no, he was going o drink every last drop and then some. He resisted the urge to rip her clothes off just barely. He had a solitary thought of being more gentle so he wouldn't scare her away, but to hell with that! She seemed more than willing. So her top came off fast, followed by her bra. Oh, how he dreamed of those perfectly round breasts of hers. He groped her ass and lifted her, lean legs instantly wrapping around his waist, brushing against his throbbing member. He brought his mouth to one of her mounds, a hand to the other. Vivian arched her back, pushing herself to him. Her breath was becoming more ragged by the second. He sucked and teased her nipples until they were nice and perky.
"Roan..." He wished she's always say his name like that, with a lewd voice filled with want for him and only him. He grunted in acknowledgement, not releasing the nipple between his lips. Her hands rested on his shoulders for support as she rolled her hips. He bit into the soft flesh of her breast, as gently as he could. She moaned, her nails digging in his shoulders. He lifted his eyes to meet hers, a smirk playing on his lips.
He was about to protest when she pushed away from him, but didn't get the chance to, all words dying in his throat. Vivian worked fast on the ties of his pants, loosening them so her hand could slip in. She pumped gently, making him close his eyes. His forehead rested of hers, their heavy breaths mixing. He grabbed her hand as she was picking up the pace. He had other plans for her.
She didn't waste any time. As his eyes fluttered open, he saw she was already opening the buttons of her pants. She pushed pass him, taking her boots off first, then sliding her bottoms over her ass. He swallowed hard as the fabric was slowly peeled away from her skin, leaving her stark naked before him. She turned her head, dark eyes and flushed cheeks reinforcing the idea that she indeed craved him. He lost his shoes and rest of his clothes and was behind her in no time. He planted a kiss on the nape of her neck and felt her shudder under his touch. He savored every little shake and moan he got out of her. One hand snaked on her skin with a clear destination in mind. He slid his fingers between her legs and she half gasped, half moaned. Roan loved that sound. He loved the way her body was answering to him. His other hand found her breast and cupping it none too gently he pulled her so her back was entirely plastered on his chest. His dick found the perfect spot between her curvy of them training, his chest only inches apart for her flashed momentarily in his mind, so many moments when he could have grabbed her just like that.
How had he resisted her for so long ? Or better said, why hadn't he given into the temptation?
Her head fell backwards and he took advantage of it, releasing her breast to cup her chin. He captured her mouth and started pushing her towards her cot. She sighed when he broke the kiss, but lowered herself on the sheets. He followed right after her, like a predator, his eyes dark with lust. Vivian shuddered again in anticipation and she thought the stupid smirk on his face grew. Their lips crashed again, his hand cupping her face. The other gripped one of her thighs and pulled her legs apart. He entered her with no other warning than the tightening of that grip. His hard member slid between her wet folds, filling her entirely. She moaned in his mouth, her back arching into him. It might have been the months of silently craving him, or the long time since she had a partner, but Vivian was sure she never felt so good, so complete. Fuck soulmates, if there were ever two pieces of a whole, it was his dick and her vagina, perfect match made in heaven.
He rolled his hips, slamming into her, driving her closer to her climax with every pump. Her arms wrapped around his neck to keep him close and buried one hand in his hair. He touched his forehead to hers again, his breath caressing her heated skin. In the dim light of the cave his eyes, still clouded with desire, looked almost black. She bit her lip and saw his eyes dart towards her lips like a magnet. His fingers traced her neck to her shoulder and gripped it tight, the rhythm of his thrusts picking up.
She pulled his head closer, kissing him one last time before the sweet wave of release hit her. He might have moaned into the kiss, but all sounds dimmed as the current passed through every nerve in her body, tingling from her core to the tips of her limbs. He bit her lower lip, gentler than she thought him capable of in that moment, as his manhood pulsed between her walls. As his hips slowed down and he pulled out, Vivian's arms tightened reflexively around his neck, an irrational fear or him just leaving coming down hard on her. He released her lips and lifted himself better on his elbows. She couldn't read the expression on his face, his breathing still strained, his eyes half closed, but on watching her closely. She thought he might be considering what to do with her now. Dark thought started to fill her mind as her body was still tingling with pleasure.
He rolled over on his side and pulled Vivian with him. She was giving him a funny stare and he didn't like it much. Was she regretting it? Was he not good enough? It had been some time since he'd been with a woman, but he was confident in his love making skills. Still, she looked at him with those big round eyes as if she was about to burst in tears ar the drop of a needle and his confidence shattered. Was she fearing she could get pregnant? It hit him a little too late that he should have been more careful. But in the heath of the moment - and damn, it had been hot, her wet walls closing in around his staff - he didn't think too straight. Or at all for that matter. He pushed a wet strand of hair from her face and cupped her cheeks. He gathered his words carefully.
"What... I... I did something wrong?" Her eyes widened a little and she touched her hands to his.
"Huh? Wha- No. It was perfect. More than, actually." His spirits lifted at her words, and he relaxed the muscles he didn't realize he was clenching.
"Then what's wrong?" He pulled a cover from behind him and draped it over them, settling closer to her so their noses almost touched. All he wished for was to fall asleep with her in his arms, but he also didn't like her to be uncomfortable there. He wanted Vivian to want to share his bed, both in that particular moment as well as every other night for as ling as they drew breath. His eyes were heavy though, sleep claiming him fast and his sky girl didn't answer anytime soon. "If you don't tell me I can't make it right." Still, she said nothing. He sighed and wrapped his arms around her, trapping her against his chest. He absently kissed the top of her head and he felt her relax in his embrace. One of her own slender arms went to rest on his chest, the other felt around his waist and stopped on his back. That had been it? Was that what she had been waiting for, for him to pull her close? Women... he'll never fully understand them.
Vivian fell asleep faster than she thought she her eyes slowly, she took in the sleeping man besides her and warmth filled her heart. She was pretty sure Roan had no idea of the inner turmoil she felt last night, not that he calmed her with the simple kiss on top of her head. It was silly, how all her worries were subdued with such a simple gesture. And perhaps it had been more than that - the pulling of the sheets over them, his embrace and how he didn't seem to question her place there in his arms. All reassured her that it had not been just an impulse on his behalf to bed her and then leave.
She wondered where the fear was coming from? It was not like it had happened before and now she thought the same would happen. She knee very little about him, but in the time they spent together, Vivian saw the man that he was: cold and calculated, a born killer, but also caring and loyal. He spoke little of his people but it was clear he missed them. She guessed he thought of them when he spaced out some times and stare into nothing. And if he were a jerk that only wanted women for fun, he could have done so long ago. Besides the fact that he could overpower her with no trouble, she was sure he could have sweet talked his way into her pants within the first month since they met, if that had been his intention. But he didn't. He hadn't seem interested in anything much until they started training... Actually, what had he been doing before she came along?
She looked at his face closely in the morning light that flooded the cave. His face was even more handsome from a few inches away. Taking note of the scars that ran along his brows she moved her hand to touch them. Her fingers brushed the marks gingerly, tracing each line. They were kind of nice, mirroring each other almost perfectly, but she did wonder how much they had hurt. She felt his chest rise and with a sigh his eyes fluttered open. He smiled and wrapped his hand over hers, bringing it to his lips. She melted in his arms as his lips touched her fingers. Why had she ever doubted his intentions?
"Good morning." He grunted in response and pulled her closer, burring his face at the base of her neck and planting another kiss there. Vivian liked where things were going. "No more training today, I gather?" A smirk grew on his lips and she hoped the same dirty thoughts that swam in her mind entered his.
"I can think of some activities for us." She let out a giggle, both in anticipation and from the ticklish area Roan was sucking on. Vivian very much liked the way her grounder was thinking.
She was still a bit unsure of what exactly their relationship had turned into, but she was content with 'the start of something good',
Ok, I'm ending this one here. I was so excited for the beginning of the season that I wrote this chapter at work, on my phone [ that being said... sorry for the typos...]
Expect the next chapter soon. I'm in exams session and there's nothing I'd rather do mote than write fanfics instead of studying...
Anyway, let me know what you think. Your reviews always make me swoon *kisses*
Also... have you guys seen the first episode? Idk if I like where things are going :((( I think my version of the story is gonna make him a little OOC...especially with the lovey dovey chapters ahead :))) [ i kinda wanna give you spoilers for the story...and at the same time...i don't ]
and ... did they chance the actress for Echo? She looks waaaay prettier than I remember O.O