Bonus Chapter!
A/N: I wrote this scene a while ago, sort of as practice for Breaking Point, but I never posted it because it didn't really fit anywhere. But now that I've taken down the Epilogue, I think it'll work here.
This is the "missing scene" from Chapter 30, after Misaki takes Hei into the bedroom.
***Explicit content below***
Misaki led the way across the dark room to her bed, her pulse pounding, her hand sweating in Hei's grip.
The rational part of her brain was screaming for attention. She could hardly even remember the last time that she'd slept with anyone; yet here she was, about to take a contractor to bed. And not just any contractor.
This was a terrible decision. It was stupid, it was reckless, it was completely unlike her. She would most likely regret it in the morning; who knew how Hei would feel about it then. But she wanted him so badly right now that he'd have to tie her down to stop this from happening. Part of her almost wished that he would.
Though reluctant to lose physical contact with him for even a moment, she disentangled her fingers from his long enough to turn down the sheets; when she straightened again, Hei wrapped an arm around her waist and gently pulled her flush against his body. The warm skin of his chest brushing against her breasts tightened her nipples almost painfully. Whatever rational thoughts she might have still had fled completely at his touch.
Misaki leaned into him, kissing his collarbone lightly as his other hand pulled her hair loose from its tie to fan out across her back. He wove his fingers through her long tresses, and her scalp tingled in response. There was something almost timid about the way he was caressing her, as if he was afraid she would change her mind. It was so very sweet and Li-like. She wondered offhand just how much experience he'd had; contractors weren't exactly known for their amorous feelings, after all, and he'd been so young when he'd effectively gone off to war. And she'd found, to her disappointment, that even partners who did have plenty of experience still didn't really know what they were doing when it came to pleasing her - that, or they just hadn't cared.
Hei would probably be open to a little direction, she guessed. If he could just get over his timidity. To encourage him - a little shocked at her own forwardness - she covered his mouth with hers, darting her tongue past his lips.
That was all the assurance he needed.
Hei captured her mouth, sweeping his tongue against hers, leaving her gasping and breathless. He trailed a hand up her ribs to stroke under her breast, and she shuddered, flexing her hips into his. He answered by grinding one knee between her legs. A small groan escaped his throat, and she wondered if he could feel the damp patch from her panties on his bare skin, made damper still when he angled her head to leave a trail of kisses along her jaw.
"Tell me what you like," he murmured against her cheek, before continuing his slow trek to her neck.
Her fingers dug helplessly into his solid shoulders. "That's good," she breathed, thrilled at the unexpected consideration. There was something that she had planned on asking for, but it completely escaped her mind; it was almost impossible to hold a thought against the sensations that he was stirring up in her. Then he sucked her earlobe into his mouth. Oh. That was it.
"Oh, Hei," she moaned, and he redoubled his efforts, teasing and nipping mercilessly until her knees threatened to give out.
As if he could sense her predicament - and as tightly as she was clinging to him, he probably could - he guided her down onto the bed. The sheets were cool on her heated skin, a delightful contrast to the warmth of his body pressing down on her. She shifted slightly to free her hair where it was pinned beneath her back. At her motion, Hei lifted himself from her and for one terrified moment she thought that he was about to get up and leave - but instead he moved down her body so that he could suck delicately at her breast. Her tender flesh pebbled beneath the stroke of his tongue, the caress of his lips. Whenever he found a touch that caused a little gasp to escape her lips, he would repeat it, focusing intently until Misaki was squirming desperately beneath him.
She wove her fingers tightly through his hair and tugged his head towards her other, neglected breast. Hei obliged without protest, but he didn't stop there; he kissed his way down her ribcage, one hand cupping her ass to pull her even closer to him. The movement rolled them both onto their sides; Misaki curled around him, hooking a leg over his hip. His iron-hard erection was obvious through the thin fabric of his shorts, and her pussy clenched at the thought of him inside her.
As his mouth continued to travel down her hip to the top of her panties, she ran her hands up and down the taut muscles of his back. She wanted to explore every inch of him, trace every scar, memorize every last detail. Each dig of her fingers resulted in a delicious stroke of his tongue.
Then his hand slipped inside her cotton panties to grip the bare flesh of her firm rear - so, so close to where she needed his touch, and her pulse spiked. His lips meeting hers once again, he kissed her long and hard; but his hand didn't move.
Misaki canted her pelvis slightly so that her labia brushed against his fingertips. Hei exhaled sharply, and slid one finger into her silky wet folds. She moaned at the touch, rocking her hips again to encourage him further. He stroked slowly up and down, easily finding the hard bud of her clitoris. The smooth glide of his finger sent electric tingles racing up her spine.
With her panties still on, he didn't have much room to maneuver his hand. While he was working magic as it was, Misaki needed more. She fumbled awkwardly at the undergarment, her brain too taken up in pleasure to manage even simple coordination. The beautiful pressure against her clit vanished, and she groaned in disappointment. Then Hei was moving her leg from around his hip and helping her slide the underwear down past her ankles. His fingers left a wet trail on her skin, sending flutters through her belly.
If they were shifting position now, Misaki preferred to be on her back; the arm underneath his neck was starting to go numb. She gripped his upper arm with the intention of pulling his shoulder down so that he would get the hint. It wasn't until her hand closed on the gauze bandage wrapped around his left biceps that she remembered that he'd shown up tonight wounded and bleeding. For all his earlier stoicism, he was obviously hurting enough to need to favor that arm.
She felt a stab of guilt at initiating anything physical when he was tired and injured - but then his hand was back between her legs and nothing else existed but his touch.
He made a few rough swipes with his thumb across her sensitive bud that set her muscles quivering. While his thumb continued to torment her, he skimmed another finger to her opening, circling hesitantly. In answer to his tacit question, Misaki pressed her hips forward, and the digit slid inside her grasping channel. His lips found a sensitive spot on the base of her neck, and he sucked and nipped while his finger pumped in and out.
The pressure of her building climax gripped her pelvis, but she tried to hold it back; it was too soon, it would be over and he would go - and she didn't want to come alone.
"Please," she moaned, unable to find her words. She pressed a hand against the bulge in his shorts - why did he still have those damn things on? - and was rewarded with a strangled groan.
"What do you need?" Hei asked in a throaty voice.
How was it not completely obvious? "You," she panted, the strain of her impending release almost too much. "Inside…"
Almost frantically, he shoved down the waistband of his shorts. The temporary loss of his touch left her groaning inwardly in need; but the feel of his newly-freed erection pressing against her stomach nearly made up for it.
Hei moved into a sitting position, pulling Misaki up with him to straddle his lap. She reached between them to cup his balls, and his jaw tightened beneath her lips. Raising herself up until she felt the tip of his cock brushing against her labia, she gripped his shoulders. Hei pressed her mouth to her breast; she wished suddenly that the light was on, so that she could gaze into his dark eyes for this moment. But the switch was out of reach, and she wasn't about to pause now.
Reaching down, she took hold of his satiny, iron shaft, and guided him to her entrance. She canted her hips to get a better angle, and -
"Wait," he said, fingers digging into her lower back to stop her downward thrust. Misaki almost cried from impatience; but his next words were like a dousing of cold water. "Do we need protection?"
"Shit," she gasped out. "I don't have any condoms." And it was doubtful that Hei had any on him either. How could she have neglected such an important consideration? All she could think of in her heady state of arousal was that nothing less than him filling her would do. One night; that was all she wanted. "I have an IUD, and I'm clean."
Hei let out a small sigh of relief. "Me too. I mean, not the IUD, the other -"
She couldn't help but laugh at his fumbling for words. In response, Hei tightened his grip on her hips and she ground into him just the tiniest bit. Pressing her dampened forehead against his, she whispered, "I'm okay with it if you are."
In answer, he prodded gently against her tight opening. Misaki sank onto him with a desperate whimper, drawing from his throat a ragged groan that sent flutters up and down her spine. She couldn't remember anything that had ever felt as good as having him buried inside her.
Hei let her set the pace, matching her thrust for slow, gentle thrust, his injured arm supporting her back while his other wrapped securely around her waist. Misaki clung to him, angling herself to take him even more deeply. Perspiration beaded on her face and on her breasts as the waves of pleasure began to build.
But it wasn't quite enough. "Harder," she demanded, then gasped aloud as he drove into her with increased force. She pressed her face against his neck to stifle a moan; she was so close, and getting desperate. Surely Hei wouldn't mind if she helped things along a little. Sliding her hand between their sweat-slicked bodies, she felt the place where she was stretched to take him. The touch drew a sharp intake of breath from Hei, and she shifted her fingers to her swollen nub.
Her eyes closed involuntarily at the added stimulation; but she'd barely touched herself when Hei's hand was pushing hers away. A flare of annoyance at men and their fragile egos flashed through her mind - only to be replaced by a burst of pleasure as he began stroking her himself. She cried out, not caring how needy and pathetic she must sound.
"Circle," was the only moderately coherent word that she was able to gasp out. But Hei evidently understood what she meant, because he changed his back-and-forth motion to swipe around with the pad of his finger. Her cries became more guttural as her climax swept over her, her internal muscles rippling and contracting around him.
Hei clutched her tightly as he rode out her orgasm; it only took a few more thrusts before he too was pushed over the edge, spilling into her in a hot rush as he breathed her name.
Misaki collapsed against him, exhaustion washing through her as her breathing slowly returned to normal. Hei pulled out of her with a shiver; to her vast relief, he didn't make a move to leave. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. It was hot and stuffy in the small room, compounded by their body heat; yet she couldn't remember ever being more comfortable. She leaned back, wordlessly inviting him down to the mattress with her. Again, she wished that she could see the expression that his eyes held…but she was too tired to try and find the light.
Hei hovered over her long enough to kiss her sweetly on the lips before lowering himself down next to her, reaching out with his injured arm to pull her close. Misaki threaded her fingers through his damp hair, nestling his head in the crook of her neck. She sighed sleepily, and closed her eyes.