PROMPT: Kiss (naked)
RATING: M ish
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything!
She loves the way he kisses her.
The first time they kissed Terra was startled and nervous, but he whispered "Be calm, my dear," so soothingly that she let her eyes fall shut and his lips brushed hers in such a way that she had to tamp down on the urge to beg for more.
But then, she never had to beg. Slade knew when she was feeling…restless; he always seemed so in tune with her needs, desires, urges. Things escalated slowly between them and it seemed like ages between their first kiss and the next. But once she stopped tensing up every time he touched her, the kisses came with increasing regularity.
Now she was insatiable. That was how she felt, anyway. But she never interrupted a training session for a kiss, never snuck away from her room in the middle of the night for a few moments with Slade. Never. She always let him come to her, let him take the lead.
Until tonight.
Once again they were kissing, in his room, in his bed, and Terra was beyond thrilled. But his hands never left her sides, never moved from the grip just above her hips, despite the fact that hers roamed from his chest to his hair to his neck and back again. She was straddling him, and although she could tell he wanted something more, Slade didn't make a move to try anything. And after a few days in a row of this, this making out that never led to anything, Terra was frustrated and done.
So she pulled away, taking some pleasure from the mild surprise on Slade's face, and she whispered "Just wait."
Slowly, she lifted her shirt up and off, watching his face to see what he would do. He merely watched her as she began to undo the button on her jean shorts, shifting so that she could pull them away. When she paused with her hands on the edge of her sports bra, Slade put a hand over hers and said, "Terra, you don't have to do this."
But she did, because how could he leave her flustered and wanting more every time they kissed? She did because even now she could tell that Slade was half hard beneath her, and the fact that she could do that to him was what was empowering her to take her damn clothes off. She did because if kissing while they were dressed was good, what could they do when they weren't dressed?
So Terra merely smiled and pulled her bra off, sighing with relief. She flushed when she noticed his eye was no longer fixed on her face, but was traveling over her form. When he moved out from under her she panicked, thinking she made the wrong decision, but when he began to unbutton his shirt she couldn't help but grin.
"Your panties," he said (and was it her imagination, or was his voice strained?) "Take them off."
"Yes sir," she breathed and pulled them off as fast as she can. She tucked her hair behind her ears as she picked her head up, and there was Slade, shirtless and undoing his pants, but never moving his gaze away from her. She suddenly was struck by what she was asking him to do and it was almost like he could sense her fear when he slowed his movements to cup her face in his hands.
"Terra, we don't have to take it this far, not if you're not ready."
But she is ready, she had been for at least a week now, she just needed the courage to do this. 'This' being leaning forward and kissing Slade lightly on his lips and mumbling, "I'm ready."
He kissed her. He kissed her. And it's with such heat that Terra can't help but moan, because now she realizes that he's been holding back. Now he's not just holding her, he's touching her, cupping her breasts and stroking her nipples and running his hands through her hair and it's wonderful. All the while he's kissing her; when she arches against him the pressure makes the both of them groan, and gives Terra a fantastic rush. She continued to grind against him, letting his lips move from her mouth to her neck while she moaned aloud as the pressure built and built-
"Slade, yes, don't stop-" is all she can manage before he shifts up against her, the resulting sensation making her gasp and bury her face in his shoulder. She rocked against him, letting the pleasure roll down her body as she shuddered through the orgasm.
Panting, she pulled her face back to see Slade, smirking, yet also out of breath. "I'm-I'm sorry," she managed, "I couldn't help myself."
"I'm not upset with you, my dear; on the contrary, I'm glad you took initiative here." He shifted beneath her, causing Terra to realize that while she came, he most certainly did not. She bit her lip and looked at him, unasked question in her eyes. He shook his head quickly and pushed her hair back behind her ear. "Only if you're ready, Terra."
So she stopped. And thought.
The next part will be a continuation of this prompt.