cough cough [NSFW] cough cough [all of legal age] cough cough [dont read if uncomfortable especially bad romance] cough cough* happy valentine's day

chocolate covered strawberries

she had cut the stems off before she had him pinned underneath her.

his white dress shirt was already off and his belt unbuckled as she slowly worked his zipper down.

she was still fully dressed apart from the fact, she wasnt wearing any underwear.

she reached for the bowl she set to the side earlier in the evening, she plopped the delicious covered fruit in his mouth. he chewed it without a complaint.

she smiled.

her hands ran down his chest until they rested in his belt loops and she tugged, and tugged until they were off.

he swallowed the fruit.

she straddled his lap once again. she leaned down to kiss him gently. he returned the kiss wholeheartedly as his hands reached underneath her skirt. she tugged them down.

she parted her lips from his, "no touching, remember zero? this is supposed to be about you."

"naomi..." he breathed out.

before he could say anything else, she placed another strawberry on his lips.

this time she kissed him as he chewed.

the taste was explosive, it was perfect blend of chocolate and strawberry and she had to admit, it tasted better when kissing him.

she lightly tugged at his silver locks.

her lips glossing over his jaw, a kiss here and there until she reached that sweet little spot on his neck and sucked.

he let out small, contained groan.

she giggled.

she didn't stop, though, by the time she was done, he had hickeys formed in a pattern of a heart tracing neck.

another strawberry.

she went lower this time, down to his chest.

her hand went under his boxers, she stroked.

he gripped the sheets roughly.

"please, naomi..." he pleaded.

she kissed his chest and looked up sweetly.

"but you're always so good to me, zero," she glossed her lips lower, "i'm just returning the favor."

she left a delicate kiss on his pelvis.

he bucked his hips.

she was very good to him that night.

spoiled rotten

every inch of her room was covered in enchanting red roses.

she's hardly noticing them now, now when something sweeter is happening between her thighs.

he had rode her skirt up to her waist, his hands keeping her from squirming too much.

her underwear? probably buried somewhere in the roses.

his garnet eyes were closed.

he licked, he sucked, he pushed his tongue inside her.

she tried not to dig her nails into his scalp. he was going too slow.

"kaname..." she moaned

he parted from her with a pop, his mouth and chin glistening.

she whined, slow was better than nothing.

"yes, naomi?" he inquired.

she licked her lips.

did she want to kiss him or have him keep going?

he blew softly.

yes, for him to keep going.

"go faster," she demanded.

he kissed up her thigh.

"as you wish, my beloved," he smiled.

he plunged and buried his face in her core.

she spread her legs wider.

this time, he didn't close his eyes.

oh, how he loves to watch her unravel in pleasure.

bad romance--warning: mention of rape

how long had she been here? trapped?

no, not trapped anymore.

she didn't mind being here with him anymore. there was a time when she did, but that was so long ago.

so very long ago.

now, she's grinding on his lap.

their foreheads touching as he guided her hips into a nice, and slow, and steady rhythm.

his manic smirk when he kissed her and now, finally, she returned it without gagging.

he no longer had to force her to voice her pretty sounds... or force her to scream his name.

no more frowns when he undressed her. no more piercing glares when he entered her.

this was so much better.

she dug her nails into his shoulders and kissed him.

he tighten his grip on her waist, guided her hips into a faster pace.

she gasped, right there, perfect.

"rido," she squeaked, "more... please."

he kissed her forehead.

"tell me you love me, naomi" he whispered.

she looked into his mismatched eyes as she wrapped her arms around him.

"i love you," she said.

he crashed their lips together.

her hips grinding erratically.

she loves him now, that's all that matters.

love shack

it was romantic, the way he carried her inside. what was not romantic was the heater being non-existent.

it was him, who provided a solution.

she smirked.

so here they were, bundled up under the covers with both their hands roaming their bodies under eachothers clothes.

their lips never parting.

his hand cupped and squeezed her breast under her bra.

she moaned.

his other hand cupped and squeezed her bottom.

another moan.

he smiled gleefully.

two could play at that game.

she grazed her hand over chest and flicked.

he deepened their kiss.

her other hand traveled down his pants and swirled her thumb over his tip, before stopping completely.

a gasp escaped him.

"that's a little cold, naomi," his warm breath hit her lips.

"says the guy with ice powers, hanabusa" she hummed.

he chuckled.

her hand rested on his waist.

they kissed again.

he could play that game too.

his hand caressed her bottom, her hips, until he plunged two fingers inside her and he pumped.

she pushed his waist down, closer to hers.

he stopped.

she glared.

"not so fun on the otherside, is it?" he smirked.

a glint mischief shined in her eyes. she retreated her hands entirely from him as she quickly switched their positions.

she ran her hands under his sweater.

"i guess you'll be experiencing it more than me tonight," she sang.

his smirk grew.

"oh, you know i love it when you get fiesty."

the night wasn't so cold after all.

a/n: i promise to update sooooon and i's like to talk to someone who doesnt mind being spoiled about this story cause i need some advice, per say, about a certain character that wont name sooooo if you want to PM me on the site or app or whatever i'd appreaciate it...if not though dont worry i will figure it out how to write this character on my own, aaaannnddddd hope you enjoyed and dont forget to tell me your thoughtssssss