LEMON WARNING! I have been given confidence by the people of when it comes to my latest fanfic. They have created a vote for me to write lemon for that fanfic, but it is a new romance that I have only just pulled from the far ranges of my mind, so I feel that my first public lemon should be here...associated to my first public romance fiction...This...will be a change for all of you...Sorry if you're not used to it.

One Shot#12 Between 21 and 22

We were so close, hugging so tightly and kissing with such a passion, that the only thing stopping us from being any closer was our own clothing. His weight on top of me was a bit crushing, a bit suffocating, but I felt...a strange comfort from his warmth around me. Tom's aura radiated with love, passion and desire. I felt something...solid...pressed over me, and, instantly, my cheeks flared up. He ran a hand through my hair, his long and bony fingers tugging at the strands. A bright blush also clearly stained his pale cheeks.

"S-Sarah...If...if you don't...it's ok, I mean...if you don't want to..." I grabbed his scarf and dragged his face back to mine, kissing him with as much passion as I could put into a kiss. He tensed up, then slowly relaxed. His aura pressed against the edge of my conciousness, trailing static through my brain. I felt warmth go through me. We broke apart for air. If he had eyes, I'm sure they would have widened. He nodded, his shoulders shaking a bit. The blush on his cheeks had darkened.

His fingers wrapped around the wolf ears I had crafted myself and slipped them off. I ran my hands between us, rubbing up and down his rather well toned chest. Eight tendrills sprouted from his back, four of them pressing against the leather of the couch, barely grazing my sides. He straddled my hips, letting his hands rub my sides in slow circles. He hesitantly slipped his hands under my shirt, then, slowly gained confidence and began exploring every inch available to him.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the simple sensation of his hands on me. I felt his breath fan across my face, his lips touching mine again. Again, we both grew in confidence. Two of his tendrills that were still flowing in the air curled at my sides, lifting my shirt up slightly. We broke apart from the kiss and I continued to stare at the spots where his eyes should be. I was unsure of what to do next.

He tugged on my shirt again, and I moved my arms to allow him to slip it off. A scarlet blush stained his cheeks again. I felt his gaze on me. Not wanting to see his expression, I shut my eyes. I wasn't exactly...as well equipped as other girls in this area. I suppose you could say that when I laid on my back, gravity revealed my secret identity as a plank of wood. Yet, as one would expect, the set of tendrills moved down my sides, going to my back and unhooking my bra, slipping that off as well. My cheeks burned.

My eyes snapped open when I felt his hands trail up and his figers lightly tracing around the pale pink flesh of my nipples. I gasped, twitching. He paused, looking to me with a worried expression. I smiled, after gulping. "It's ok...I just...never felt that before." He leaned forward, his lips just an inch away from my ear. "There's a lot you never felt before." I gasped again when I felt his sharp fangs graze the skin of my neck. My back arched and I found myself frozen, unable to move.

The two tentacles that had removed my shirt now moved to my wrists, curling around my arms. The last two tendrills traveled down to my skirt, pulling it downwards. My breath caught in my throat and I closed my eyes again. He continued to kiss my neck, nibbling on it from time to time. I could sense some kind of primal instinct rising in him.

I heard the fabric of my skirt drop to the floor, followed a few seconds later by his tan colored pants. I looked from the corner of my eye to see that a pair of dark grey boxers were on the small pile of clothing as well. I gulped, feeling a nervous pulse go through me. My cheeks burned and my heart beat far too fast and harshly for me. He rubbed his nose on mine. "It's...my first time too."

I nodded, letting my thumbs reach up to the tendrills that held my wrists. I rubbed in slow circles, watching him shiver and listening to him do a noise that was like a purr. I smiled up to him, trying to ignore his blush that now consumed his whole face, as well as his neck and part of his chest. I attempted to give him more confidence. I wanted this a lot more than I first thought I did..."We're both new to this." He kissed me again, and I froze when I felt a new movement of his tendrills, slipping my underpants off. I remained still, as still as he was.

He was more confident than me, him being a guy. Males had a stronger instinct for...mating...than females did, generally. I flinched, gasping and moving my head back when the cold but warm feeling of one of his tenrills touched me there. He hesitated again, tilting his head to the side. I looked to him, my gaze locked on his vision. I nodded. Then, I felt the tendrill slowly slip inside me. It wasn't much, not even two inches, but it's strange texture made my breath catch in my throat and my already rapid heart beat spiked up even more. Slowly, in a cyclical movement, one at a time, each of his eight tendrills pressed inside me, just the tip. He removed them after only about five seconds, moving on to the next one. Even this simple movement was enough to make me twitch, feeling like lightning was shooting through me. And we hadn't even really started yet...

He leaned down on his elbows, placing his mouth back on my neck. My breathing sped up. Two tendrills on my wrist, four tendrills supporting him, two tendrills now curling around my thighs, bringing my legs apart. He lowered himself and I felt somthing hard press against me. I think I stopped breathing right there.

He hesitated again. His lips were only a fraction of a centimeter away from the skin of my neck, the same spot he had been bruising since earlier. I swallowed a big gulp of air, leaning my head far back, making my neck more open for him. I also wrapped my legs around his. I closed my eyes, whispering. "Come on, go."

His lips touched my neck again, allowing me to feel his smirk, and the fine pressure that he had against me turned into more force, something driving it's self inside me. I gasped, my eyelids closing so tightly, I feared they would rip. It hurt a lot more than I thought it would...Probably because it was...larger...than I thought it would be. My breaths were coming out in shaky gasps as I waited, as we waited. He kissed up and down my neck slowly, making me shiver at each contact of his lips.

The burning pain inside me lessened and I pushed against the tendrills that held my wrists, attempting to move my arms up. He loosened his grip, letting me put my hands on his shoulders. He tilted his head sideways and nuzzled my neck, under my chin. I yelped slightly. A few seconds after, I decided it was ok to proceed. His static radiated around my mind, feeling for my concious energy. He got the signal. His aura was now filled with only a sense of calm, full confidence in every crackled in my ears.

His first thrust made me squeel. It felt like electricity had shot up my whole body, and some of the pain re-awakened. He paused a bit, anxiety returning. I closed my eyes and hugged him, the tendrills on my wrists tightening, locking my arms in place. The ones on my thighs did the same. His hands rubbed my back, his teeth lightly poking at my neck again.

He thrust once more, making me shiver. It didn't hurt this time. The feeling I got from his aura told me he understood this. And so it began, his hips slowly bucking against mine, making me feel like lightning struck me every time. I dug my nails in his shoulders, finally letting myself moan. It had been nothing but strangled gasps before. Given more confidence, his mouth detatched it's self from my neck and he began to cry out as well.

I moved my hips along with his, only making the cocktail of emotions and sensations more intense. His teeth ground together and he hissed, only going faster. The fine feathers that he had put in his hair earlier during the day fluttered off the couch from the impact of his thrusts, falling around slowly. One landed on my forehead, causing us both to laugh.

His lips found mine again and he sucked on my bottom lip as I breath in through my nose. A tiny movement he had made in his change of position caused me to cry out. He began to pound against me at such a force that I feared the whole inside of my legs would be bruised by tonight. It went on, the energy surging through me, amplified now.

Suddently, my whole body twitched, my insides feeling like a wave of fire had travelled through them. I cried out, much louder than before. I could no longer keep up with his rhythm. My eyes were unable to open and I struggled to breath. His tendrills slowly un curled from me and danced around as I felt him begin to shake on top of me. Each thrust felt like a shock wave of lightning and fire.

Suddently, he twitched as well, crying out in the same pitch as I had. I felt a strange sensation spread inside me, like liquid fire. It was at that moment that it felt like the barrier between our minds exploded, his emotions swarming me like never before. He collapsed on top of me, his eight tendrills twitching and his chest heaving as he struggled to breath.

I shuddered as he pulled out. He sat up and, for the first time, I dared to look. My breath hitched in my throat. That...had been inside of me? I sat up, only to wince. Concerned thoughtd overran my mind as he reached for me with a long and pale hand. "Sarah!" I took his hand, smiling up to him. "That hurt...a lot more than the fanfics said it would." He tilted his head to the side before laughing. I shivered from it, but it was nothing compared to what I had just felt.

We stood and each went to the bathroom, getting dressed once again. I readjusted my wolf ears, but I had no brush to striaghten out my now messy hair. I walked out of the bathroom to see him sitting on the couch. I sat down on the other side of the couch, taking in a deep breath at the thought of what we had just done. His conciousness still burned so close to my own...

I had picked up a really strong sense of awkwardness from him. We both just sat there in silence for so long, for what could have been 5 minutes as easily as 3 hours. We didn't do anything, we didn't speak, we just sat there.

AN: Remember when I said they hadn't done it? Yehehehe...I lied :3 So here is the missing part between chapters 21 and 22 of Nature's Spirit. Kind of intense, I know... It was a bit...much for the original story. I would have never written lemon if it wasn't for the surprisingly large mass of people who demanded I did. That was for my other fanfic, but I feel it would be much more fitting for me to write my first public lemon as a part of this fictional series, seeing as it's my first one. Sorry if I...troubled you... BUT COME ON, You all knew they did it at least at some point, or else Sakura wouldn't exist.