AN: It's heating up now and that's all I'm saying ;)
Softer than your butterfly kisses Softer than your butterfly kisses
Softer than your butterfly kisses and stronger than my desire .
I wanna thank you my friend for making me feel alive.
Marian was sitting on the bathroom counter, clutching a wad of damp tissue in her hand, when suddenly there was a light knock on the door.
"Honey, are you okay?" A concerned Robin asked from the other room.
His question was met with silence.
"Marian, what's the matter? You are starting to worry me now! You have been in there since we got back from the hospital… "
The doorknob rattled but Marian ignored the sound, ignored HIM, and kept staring absentmindedly at the watch on her wrist.
1 hour and 41 minutes….
No, correction, 1 hour and 40 minutes, that was exactly how much time she had left before she had to join Robin in the limo that would take them to the big "adventure".
Oh, how she had been looking forward to it. She had been counting the days, like a schoolgirl waiting for her prom night. Now she dreaded it, with every fiber of her being…
The magic was gone, the fairytale ending of the night was out of reach. Sure, her Prince Charming was still there waiting for her in the other room. Problem was she didn't feel much like Cinderella anymore.
Not when the full length of her lower arm, from elbow to fingertips, was covered in a blindingly white cast. The result of a nasty little fall she had taken in the crowded lobby on her way OUT of the hospital. Ironic isn't it?!
Anyway, apparently the word of a certain popstar's whereabouts had leaked and the turnout of fans was quite impressive. To make a long story short, Marian stumbled and lost her balance and when she crashed to the floor she accidentally landed on her arm and now her arm was broken.
She strongly suspected that someone had stuck a foot out to trip her, but she couldn't be sure. It all happened so fast and she was always tripping over her own feet anyway….So she didn't want to make a big deal out of it. She had caused enough of a scene as it was….
Poor Robin, the whole room had turned to stare at the two of them. People were pointing and whispering, a few even laughing... It was like high school all over again. She didn't blame them though, she wasn't exactly the most graceful of persons and she had made quite a spectacle of herself. Besides she was used to it, she'd grown up with insults and taunts. But she couldn't help but feel bad about embarrassing her boyfriend…
She was such a klutz. Situations like these always made Marian feel horribly out of place. She didn't fit in. No matter how hard she tried, her best would never be good enou-…
There was another knock on the bathroom door. More insistent this time.
"Marian, if you don't open the door I'll kick it in. Don't think I won't, 'cos I will…. I'll even call the fire department if I have to."
Marian couldn't help but feel her lips twitch into a slight smile at his empty threats. She and him both knew he'd probably end up hurting himself if tried to brake through that door.
"D-d-don't do anything stupid. I'm f-f-fine… I'll be out in a second," she choked out quickly, hoping he wouldn't hear the quiver in her voice.
Taking a deep breath she wiped her tears away and turned on the faucet to wash off her smeared makeup. "Where are those fairy godmothers when you need them?" she sighed and smoothed out her dress before she scrambled off the counter and unlocked the door.
"Have you been crying?" was the first thing Robin said as he stepped over the threshold.
"No.." Marian replied quickly, shaking her head, but her quivering voice betrayed her.
"Your eyes are all red, sweetie. Marian, it's okay, whatever it is, you can talk to me," Robin said softly and wrapped a protective arm around her waist.
"I'm fine, really I am…." she insisted and pulled herself out of his embrace. "…but just so you know, I'm not coming with you tonight."
"What, why?! "
"Hello!? Isn't that obvious? I have a broken arm and I'm on pain medication strong enough to knock out a horse. Besides look at me, I look like a clown in this dress… " she whined, gesturing wildly at her reflection in the full length mirror.
The harsh fluorescent light in the bathroom was not flattering to Marian, it made her face look pasty and her eyes puffy and wet. And as for the cast on her left arm… Well let's just say it didn't exactly match her semi-formal, classic cut, long-sleeved black ball gown.
The stylish almost figure tight number was showing off a lot more legs and curves than anything Robin had ever seen her wearing before. Only with her broken arm being almost twice its normal size the dress didn't quite clung to her body the way it was suppose to… The sleeve was stuck around her elbow, leaving a shoulder and a very low bodice with two firm milky white breasts almost entirely exposed.
She looked so hysterical with her tousled hair, smudged mascara and missfitting clothes that Robin couldn't help but laugh at her.
"Hey, stop that! This is so not funny!!" Marian snapped and gazed up at him with tear-filled eyes. "I thought you was different but I should have known you'd eventually end up making fun of me just like everyone else," she sobbed and pushed herself past him, almost knocking him over, as she rushed out of the bathroom.
Mentally scolding himself for his insensibility Robin followed her as she fled to the smaller one of the two bedrooms in the penthouse suit. He caught up with her just as she threw herself on the bed and curled into a fetal position. Sighing sadly, he sank down next to her and pressed his lips to the top of her head, holding her tightly as her shoulders shook with quiet sobs.
"Stay away!" Marian protested her voice raw with pain. "I can't do this anymore…It hurt's to much. I'm such a looser, you deserve better…"
"Shhh, don't say that." He shushed her as he held her tightly, feeling her tears against his chest. "Don't you EVER say anything like that!" he repeated more forcefully this time as he gently took a hold of her chin and forced her to look straight into his eyes. "You shouldn't diss yourself like that. I'm the fool here not you, Marian. You're all a man could ever wish for. You're funny, smart, and amazingly sexy. Your beauty never cease to amaze me and I'm eternally grateful I have someone like you by my side."
Her eyes widened and he thought for a minute that he'd gone too far, said too much. Then she frowned and shook her head.
"What?…You don't think I really mean it? " he asked and reached out to pull her back into his arms again.
"I don't know... I don't know ANYTHING anymore… I hate feeling this insecure! Can't you see how messed up I am?!…. Honestly, I don't think this relationship is going to work..."
Robin felt something tighten in his chest at her words. Was she trying to break up with him?… again? He didn't want it to end, not now, not this way… But what else could he possibly do that he hadn't already tried….
Suddenly, he knew the answer, he knew what drastic measures he had to take to convince her to stay with him. It wasn't something he necessary felt good about doing but what the heck he was already doomed to burn in hell anyway so what difference did it make…
"I can't let you do this. I can't let you give up on us like this…." Refusing to acknowledge the panic flooding through his veins Robin forced his voice to stay steady as he spoke.
"We could be so good together. Please let me prove it to you…, " he didn't wait for her response, the last syllables were whispered as his mouth clamped down on hers.
Marian tried to pull away from the sensation at first, but Robin moved with her and wouldn't let their lips part. Finally, she gave in to his probing tongue and began returning the kiss. Why fight it, when capitulation would be infinitely more pleasurable? Letting her passionate nature take over she used her good arm to grab a hold of his shirt. Leaning back on the bed she pulled him down with her.
The rush of intensity they shared as their bodies came into full contact caused them both to gasp with delight. The layers of clothes between them only served to heighten the sensation.
Marian was tingling all over, every square centimetre of her flesh felt on fire. Her mouth was burning, her stomach, her breasts, her thighs were all burning for him. Or maybe the heat was just a strange side effect from the painkillers… Either way his roaming hands and skilful mouth were providing more than enough distraction to make her forget…Forget about her insecurities…. Forget about the pain…Forget about everything but him…. Or at least that was what Robin was secretly hoping for.
Taking it one step further he pushed his hips down and started rubbing himself against her thigh in an excruciatingly slow manner. Marian's eyes widened, her head flung back and her spine arched and suddenly their bodies were moving almost in unison. Marian had never felt more desired in her life….
Somewhere in her dulled mind alarm bells were ringing warnings of foolishness. But Marian ignored it. She was ready for more and she was ready for it now. She would deal with the consequences later. All that mattered was this man and the excitement he made her feel.
Wide-eyed with fascination she watched Robin as he scrambled out of bed and wiggled out of his pants. His shirt was tossed onto the floor and his boxer shorts soon followed.
Naked, hard and exposed he squirmed under her inspecting gaze. But he didn't have to worry. Judging by the deep blush and the small smirk on Marian's face she was quite happy with what she saw…
"One of us is wearing to much clothing." Robin murmured as he sank back down on the bed beside her and captured her mouth in a soul-searing kiss. His hands travelled over her shoulders and down her back, seeking the zip of her dress.
"Can I?" he asked, tugging at the fabric.
She nodded and nervously lifted her hips to help him as he slid not only her dress, but her underwear off as well. All of a sudden, she was overcome with shyness. Getting naked with him was officially further than she had ever gone with any man before. She wanted this… but the urge to cover herself was overwhelming. The fear of rejection weighed heavy on her mind.
Robin wasn't oblivious to her discomfort. The vulnerable look on her face spoke volumes. "Would it make you feel any better if I close the curtains and turn out the light?" he asked her softly and rose to his feet.
Marian's grateful look was answer enough and soon the room was covered in darkness.
The lack of light didn't stop Robin. He didn't need his vision to appreciate the gorgeous creature stretched out on the bed before him. Like a blind man seeing the world only through his touch, he took his time exploring every inch of her body with his hands… fingers… and lips.
"You're so beautiful," he breathed against her neck, losing himself in the feeling of the velvet heat of her skin. He couldn't get enough of her. He couldn't taste her enough or hold her closely enough. He had wanted to touch her like this for days now….weeks even… But never had his fantasies been anywhere near this erotic. Her body had the perfect shape to make any man want to grab onto her and never let go. Her wide hips and voluptuous curves made her look like a "real woman". She was soft and round in all the right places and a few of the wrong ones. But in the heat of the moment Robin could care less about those extra pounds.
Dipping his head he trailed his tongue down her throat and chest to the swell of her breasts. Marian's response was immediate. Moaning softly she arched her back and pressed herself more firmly against his mouth. By now she was barely able to process what was happening around her. Robin's sweet assault on her breasts was sending emotions ricocheting through her heart and mind. … She couldn't believe things were finally happening. She was on the verge of becoming a woman, all the wondering, worrying and waiting were soon going to be over but would it live up to her expectations? Would she live up to HIS expectations?! Millions of question marks, but no answers. All she knew was that she wanted to brand this moment into her memory for life.
For a while there Robin seemed more than content to focus all his energy on her breasts. Soon, however, his attention left her chest area and shifted downwards.
His lips began an excruciatingly slow journey down her ribcage and over the soft curves of her abdomen.
"God, Marian , you're killing me," he groaned as he came close enough to inhale the deep, rich scent of her arousal.
Marian whimpered softly and raised her hips off the bed, an invitation Robin could not resist. Sliding down further between her quivering thighs he carefully placed his open mouth against her swollen, sensitive flesh.
Her entire body jerked and gasped loudly at the first velvety brush of his tongue. Robin swiftly caught her squirming hips and held her still as his mouth continued its almost worshipful exploration of her most intimate treasures. Licking, nibbling and stroking he quickly brought her to the verge of orgasm. But instead of letting her fall over he kept her dangling on the edge seemingly forever.
"You are so ready for me aren't you baby?" he murmured against her inner thigh, his hot breath sending violent shivers up her spine, making Marian's entire body quiver with suppressed need.
"Stop teasing me," she begged in a voice barely above a whisper, her hands tugging at his hair almost painfully.
Partly out of pity for the gorgeous girl writhing in exquisite agony in front of him, and partly because his own arousal was becoming seriously problematic, Robin decided to do just that. She was way beyond enough lubricated for further advancement…. Mission accomplished…
Ignoring her groan of despair he sat up and carefully disentangling their bodies. Reaching over the edge of the bed, he found his fallen pants and retrieved a condom from the pocket. He felt very much like a schoolboy who'd never had a woman before as he fumbled with the foil, but it couldn't be helped. Sighing deeply he tried to get his body under control, but it wasn't doing much good. He couldn't wait another minute. Pulse pounding, heart racing, he moved to position himself between her legs.
With his hardness just barely brushing against her entrance, he looked into her eyes and kissed her forehead gently. Knowing he was looking for reassurance Marian met his gaze and nodded. Seconds later she felt him gently push inside.
"I don't want to hurt you," he whispered thrusting deeper into her.
"It's okay…" she whimpered and arched her back to lessen the pain. "It's not that bad..."
As her muscles relaxed the discomfort subsided somewhat and by the time he started moving within her a mixture of pleasure and pain had already taken over her senses. Even though she was new at this Marian quickly realized that her body already knew how this was suppose to be done. All she had to do was trust her instincts and go with it. The weight of the cast on her arm made wrapping herself around him difficult, but somehow, she managed. With her legs latched around his hips she tried to match his movements with her own. Soon they found a rhythm that had them both gasping for air.
Then something new came into their love-making , as Robin's hand slipped down between them to the point where their bodies were intimately joined. Marian's body convulsed in surprise and that was all it took to send them both beyond the point of no return.