How to sway the innocent
Chapter 5
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Lace
With only a moment of hesiatation he pushes into me, I dig my nails into his back needing to hold onto something. A gasp escapes my lips as I feel myself give to him. He looks at me with wary eyes. He's worried, he thinks he hurt me.
"I'm fine." I tell him. He nods and pushs into me again. I close my eyes to feel the motion more clearly. He stops again.
"Gaara." I say my eyes re-opening to meet his beautiful orbs. "Please don't stop." His eyes try to better read my expression. "Your not going to hurt me." I tell him. I place one of my hands on his chest. The only time I've ever seen it bare. I feel along his skin with my fingers.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure. I want you Gaara. I've always wanted you to be my first. Please." I beg wanting, needing to feel him inside me once more. He attempts a half smile and moves to rub his lips against mine for support; and he fills me again. A breath in turns to a moan in my throat. My nails return to his back.
"Don't you dare stop." I gasp. He moves his lips to my neck and gently sucks on the skin. My breath becomes ragid and he picks up pace. He smells amazing, I can't think of exactly what but I breath deeply filling my nostrils with it.
I feel every movement, and I savor each one as the rush of pleasure pools in my center.
"Oh god." I whisper over come. I can feel it building up. "Gaara." I moan.
He moves somehow deeper, fourcing my body to give completely to him. I submit. My finger tips grow moist, but I can't focus enough to wonder what it might be. His lips trail from my neck to my lips. He kisses me first softly, but it becomes harsh when we both realize how much we need it.
My limits coming. I both welcome it and loath it. For when it comes this will come to an end. But I want to share that moment with Gaara. I want to feel his body respond to me. I want to know that he's feeling something and I'm the reason for it.
Then it comes and I'm taken to a state I'm unfamiliar with. I latch my legs around him more firmly. All our motions sieze as we ride the extacy. My mind is somehow both unfocused and it's most focused. I close my eyes hating that it has to end.
"Gaara." I say a little too loudly. I can feel the feeling fade, and I want it back but I know any attempt would be stupid.
"Lace." he whispers into the corner of my mouth. That brings one final surge into my core where it leaves me exhausted and sweaty. Gaara moves from his place on top of me, carefully to next to me. I feel empty without him.
I look over to him where he's catching his breath. A few strands of his hair are slicked to his forehead and the red sticks out in the faded light. He meets my eyes and I can see that he's thinking what I'm thinking. What now?
I scouch over gently pulling his arm and placing it behind me. I then let my head rest against his chest. He figures out the rest on his own, pulling me into his arms where he rests his head against the top of mine.
His sheets are silky against my exposed skin. And everywhere he touches me is warm. The circumstances lul me to sleep in moments.
Author Note: I hope you liked this chapter. It was shortier than the others. But that's becuase of it's content. Please review.