Rainy Night
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh...
WARNING CHAPTER CONTAINS LEMON
We get inside my house and close to door on the tempest outside. Our clothes are soaked through. I walk to the kitchen and start brewing a pot of coffee. I cant seem to shake the cold feeling inside, I almost lost you tonight and it terrifies me. I hear you walk into the kitchen, I turn and watch you walk towards me. "We should get out of these wet clothes." You say to me, yet there isnt even a note of sexual inuendo in it, it is a genuine care for my health and nothing more. You lead me out of the kitchen and up the stairs towards my bedroom. When we reach my room you begin to peal off ever layer of my soaked clothing untill I stand before you completely naked.
My mind goes fuzzy and I cant seem to think straight anymore. My hands start to move on their own. Slowly removing your wet clothing as seductively as you did mine. I finally peal your boxers from you inch by tormenting inch. I see the evidence of your desire before me and yet I plan to torment you longer. I walk away, swaying my hips seductively. I look over my shoulder with a come hither look, the cold completely forgoten now, you follow. I lead you to my bathroom just down the hall where I turn on the shower. The warmth calls us closer and the steam fogs the mirror. You close the door behind you and follow me into the warm stream of water.
I reach for you and pull you close, bringning your chest to mine. My hands begin to travel over your skin from top to bottom, I plan on warming every inch of you. Then I feel your hands exploring my body. Our bodies are trembling with pent up passion that is raceing to escape in a flood of desire. Your hands rove down my spin and your fingers splay out over my butt, You push your rock hard member suggestively against me. Our bodies are acting on their own now, In the timeless dance of desire. We cant control it. Soon your mouth desends upon mine, Captureing it in a passionate display of possession. Our tongues entangle as the passion grows. Soon your hand travels around my hip to the place at the juntion of my thighs. Your fingers part the curls to find the spot that will drive me over the edge. I moan in pleasure as your finger enters me.
I dont remember when we left the shower or how we fell into my bed in a wet heap. But we managed it somehow. Our bodies spent from our water tryst we lay under the covers in each others warmth. Your arms about me, my head nestled on your chest. The events before the shower are a blurr. Sleep finally steals over me and i drift off listening to the beating of your heart.