Kira x Murrue fanfic - Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam SEED or Gundam SEED Destiny, so please point that damned lawsuit cannon at someone else!
Author's note (1): The Chosen Path by MapleRose is highly similar to how my fic starts off, however, my fic is in no way a copy, nor is it meant to be one.
Author's note (2): Also, I suppose that this fic can be considered an A/U continuation of Destiny, since, I changed the story so that Neo Roanoke's DNA does not match that of Mu La Flaga.
Kira glanced at Murrue through the still open communication line. The woman was quite pale and seemed to be in a daze. He didn't blame her. He had been pretty much the same after his first battle. He remembered that feeling of being scared, yet exhilarated after his first battle. But that fear he had felt his first time was gone.
"Are you alright Murrue?" Kira asked.
Murrue blinked a few times. "Huh? Oh sorry. I'll be fine." She said, with a slight tremor in her voice.
"That's good." Kira replied, he wasn't about to say anything, but he could tell that she was still quite shaken up.
"Is that what a battle is like whenever you pilot the Freedom?" Murrue suddenly asked, in a quiet voice.
Kira paused for a moment, unsure of what to say. "From what I've experienced since my first battle in the Strike, yes."
"How can you just go into battle like you do? How can anyone go into battle like you do?"
"I don't know. I'm not fighting battles. I'm just trying to protect the ones I care about." Kira replied. "That's what I've been doing ever since I first piloted the Strike."
Kira then closed the communications line, powered down his machine, opened up the cockpit hatch, and stepped out as Murrue did the same. Athrun had already descended to the floor of the hanger on his own zip line, and was now patiently standing in front of his machine as Kira and Murrue descended to the floor on their own zip lines.
The instant that their feet had touched the floor of the hanger, Athrun walked over to them. Athrun glanced at Murrue but he quickly focused his attention on Kira and asked. "Kira, did you force Captain Ramius into piloting the Justice because I was unconscious?"
Kira's eyes widened slightly at the accusation, but before he could open his mouth to reply, Murrue stepped forward. She glared at Athrun for a few short seconds then asked. "Athrun, did you just try to accuse Kira of forcing me to do something against my will?"
Athrun glanced at Kira again, noticing that he was now grinning ever so slightly. Athrun shook his head as he replied. "No, it's just that I was surprised when I heard your voice over the comm. line and realized that it was you piloting the Justice, that's all."
Murrue smiled slightly as she said. "Despite what Kira may or may not have told you, I have had a decent amount of training as a mobile suit pilot." Murrue paused as she walked over to Kira and put her arm around his shoulders, making him blush then she continued. "In fact, during the time between the two wars, Kira here was kind enough to help me improve my piloting skills."
Murrue glanced at Kira for a fraction of a second as she continued. "Of course we started the training in a simulator, but eventually we moved from a simulator into actual sparring matches. Usually I piloted the Strike Rouge, but as I improved, Kira would occasionally let me use the Freedom." As Murrue finished, Athrun stared at them, they certainly did seem closer then he had remembered, maybe this was why.
Athrun glanced at Kira again, and he nodded, affirming what Murrue had just said, and it was obvious that the former pilot of the Justice was surprised by this discovery.
Onboard the Minerva, Shinn shouted in anger as he walked into the pilots' locker room and slammed his fist into a wall. "Dammit!"
Lunamaria Hawke simply shook her head and turned away as Shinn continued to rant and rave about their defeat. Shinn really needed to learn some anger management.
Shinn grabbed Rey and slammed him into the lockers on the wall. "And what the hell was that stunt you pulled right after that modified version of the Freedom appeared?! You had clear shots at all three of them just after that machine had appeared! You could have destroyed them! Why didn't you?!"
Rey sighed under his breath and replied. "Shinn, not only were both of our machines running low on power, but we were out numbered and most of our weapons had been destroyed, if we hadn't returned to the Minerva when we did, we probably would have been killed."
"You don't know that we would have lost." Shinn growled in anger before then walking out of the locker room. Shinn was a ZAFT Red Coat, an elite pilot, but he was also not the kind of person who admitted defeat easily. He had defeated the Freedom once before, and he would do so again, he just needed a strategy.
Later that night, the sound of the pressure door leading into the Archangels' hangar bay hissed open, and Murrue looked over her shoulder to see Kira Yamato walking towards her.
"What are you doing here, Kira?" Murrue asked as the brown-haired Coordinator walked over to her and stood beside her.
"Just trying to make sense of things."
"I see."
"Why are you here?" Kira asked after a moment of silence. "Can't sleep?"
Murrue smiled slightly as she replied. "I tried to, but..." She trailed off and followed his gaze to the three Gundams, which now towered over them. She didn't know exactly what was causing the young Coordinator his sleepless night; but she did know why she couldn't get any sleep, and now that reason was standing beside her.
Murrue couldn't stop thinking about Kira.
Sure there was a ten year age difference between herself and Kira, but she had heard about couples with as many as twenty years of age separating them, and yet they were still able to make their relationships work.
Murrue quickly glanced around the hanger. Once she was sure that they were the only two people in the hanger, she grabbed Kira's shoulder, turned him to face her, closed her eyes and kissed him on the lips.
Kira's amethyst eyes widened in shock, but he instantly surrendered to his captain as she gently wrapped her arms around his waist. Kira willingly returned the kiss, leaning into Murrue slightly as he mirrored her actions and wrapped his own arms around her waist.
As they pressed against each other, Murrue could feel the bulge between Kira's legs as it swelled under his uniform pants, and instantly gave away his feelings.
After about ten seconds, Murrue slowly broke the kiss. Her cheeks were flushed and her marigold eyes were now sparkling, filled with the love that she had been hiding from him since the day he agreed to train her as a mobile suit pilot.
A few minutes later, the door to Murrue's quarters slid open with a hiss. Murrue pulled Kira into her quarters, and as soon as they were inside she locked the door behind them.
By the time they had reached the bed, Kira had already striped down to just his pants. He pulled her against him and softly kissed her again, his mouth moving across her face and down her neck leaving a trail of fire across her skin.
His hands then moved up and cupped her breasts through the fabric of her shirt. A low moan escaped her lips as he caressed her and enflamed her passion. He brought his mouth back to capture hers, his tongue playing with hers as his hands worked on removing her shirt.
Murrue grinned playfully at Kira as she suddenly pushed him down to the bed, climbed on top of him and straddled him beneath her, pinning him. She didn't want him to forget who was really in charge.
Kira watched as Murrue straddled him, and removed her shirt and bra, exposing her bare chest. His eyes drank in her beauty and his hands moved with a life of their own over her thighs.
She leaned close and kissed his lips then down his neck. His hands tugged at her skirt, and Murrue knew exactly what he wanted. Without saying anything, she yanked down the zipper on her skirt and slowly pulled in off leaving her in nothing but a pair of white cotton panties.
Murrue's excitement heightened as she then unfastened Kira's pants and pulled them down, she took them off and did similarly with his boxers. Keeping his legs straddled between her, she could see his excitement. She stopped in front of his crotch and eyed him greedily.
Before even Kira could react, Murrue took his cock into her mouth and began to massage his thighs. Her hands traveled softly, tickling his nerves. Her tongue flicked quickly against his hard cock and she sucked deeply. He moaned louder from both stimulants and ran his hands through her hair, encouraging her. She took him deeper in her mouth and moved out. She pumped harder into him and listened to his breathing speed. She was unaware of her own desire growing and her own quickening heartbeat. She moans softly, enjoying his warmth in her mouth. She cupped his balls and fondled them absently to his delight.
Moaning, he came in her mouth, to which she swallowed hungrily. She smiled and licked back up his body, circling his nipples before he pulled her up to meet his lips. She still straddled him as he viciously kissed her. His excitement quickly returning, he cupped her ass cheeks and pulled her close to him. She moaned as she felt his throbbing cock against her swollen pussy. She desired him and rubbed her thighs against him.
Aroused by her moans, and unable to take her tease, he pushed her to her back and straddled her. He held her wrists above her head and smiled at her. He was through playing. He ran his hands down her bare chest and over her thighs. On his hands, his tongue circled her outer lips and tickled her clit. She grunted with pleasure and kept her hands as he has positioned, unable to move. He let his tongue explore her folds and flicked quickly, stimulating every nerve in her body.
He sucked and licked her juices. He loved the taste of her and his nostrils were drowning in her familiar husk. He was becoming hard again, and bit softly, excited. She gasped but sighed as a new wave of pleasure washed over her. She arched her back while her breathing came harshly.
"Yes." She panted. He was teasing her, knowing it was not his tongue she craved. The agony excited her more and increased her moaning. She moved her tips to his efforts and let her eyes roll back in their sockets. She trembled and ached for him to enter her. It aroused him to see her struggle.
Overcome with passion he gave into both desires and pushed into her now slick pussy. They moaned together, both relieved and newly excited. She moved her thighs as he pumped with her. He was coming close to the edge again but refused to let this fit of passion end so abruptly.
She ran her hands over his glistening body and panted louder with every trust. She began to cum and tightened the grip her thighs had around his body as she reached her peak. With her enthusiasm taught, he thrust harder making her shudder in orgasm. He met his climax after her and fell against her, too exhausted to move.
They lay together and she closed her eyes. He rested his forehead against hers and kissed her lips one last time.
"I love you." He said as his breathing began to take its normal rhythm.