Unexpected Confrontation

Notes: So, here is the long awaited smut. I hope you like it. I'm currently working on chapter 6, but so far I'm stumped. GR keeps acting so freakin' fluffy, and I don't want that. I may have to switch scenes altogether to same time, different place. ^__^

Anyway, after this the plot of the thing starts to emerge. So enjoy this smut whilst you can dears!

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Chapter 5: It Takes You There


When you start to stroke me, I almost lose control. And for a moment I'm very very tempted to just let go, and take you how I want to.

But then, this little annoying voice in the back of my head (that sounds a bit like you. by the way) keeps pestering me to give you a chance to make a choice.

So I pull back from you, just out of reach so you can't touch me.

"Why are you stoping?" You're glaring at me now. Your lips are swollen from kissing me, and there's a red mark on your neck. My cock swells a bit just looking at it. You will definately have a bruise there tomorrow. I've marked you. And I like it. It's all I can do to speak, and when I do my voice is husky with desire.

"Because, this is your one chance to tell me to stop. If you don't, I'm just going to keep taking what you have to offer, for as long as I want."

You smirk at me. "So, come take it. I'm all yours Grave."

I growl at you, and the smirk waivers for just a second, but then its back in full force.

"You *are* a man, right? I mean, you *can* perform, right?" You say with a smile.

You're annoying and sexy at the same time you know. Logically I know you're just trying to taunt me into losing control, but somehow I think you're not quite ready for that yet. I feel some of my control slip away anyway. Especially when you wink saucily at me.

And then I'm on you again, my cock rubbing against the thin barrier of your cotton shorts. I can feel the heat of you, and it is delicious. You laugh, and its a throaty laugh that lets me know that you like this, that you'd like to play.

I kiss you hard, thrusting my tongue into your mouth like I long to thrust into you for real. You moan and kiss me back. I slide a hand between our bodies and down your shorts, and I find that you're very wet. You gasp when I trace my finger down between your lips, and spread your legs wide.

I grin evilly at you.

"Take off your shirt." You hesitate, and then quickly pull it off. Your breasts are perfect. Perky and full and wonderful. I bend down and take one of your nipples into my mouth, and you groan and buck your hips against my hand.

I'm delightfully surprised to find that you've become even wetter.

"Someone's a naughty girl. Look what you've done. You're all wet."

As I speak, I slowly slide a finger into your wet heat. You deliberately clench around my finger. I'm amazed at how tight you are.

Very slowly I start to thrust in and out, watching your face. Soon you're thrusting back against me, whimpering with need. And I haven't even touched the sensitive nerve center yet.

I pull my hand away, and you let out a disappointed moan.

"Don't stop. Please?"

I don't say anything, just kneel between your bent legs. You watch me, eyes wild with desire.

I kiss just above the waistband of your now thoroughly soaked shorts. As I kiss and nibble around them, I gently rake my fingernails lightly down your sides. You jump and gasp.

"Grave. Grave *please!*"

You're being very patient. I'm quite pleased with how well you're taking being a submissive.

But of course, it won't last for long. I know you.

I slide the shorts down your legs and you quickly get the hint, and soon they're thrown across the room and quickly forgotten.

Once you're settled again, I take my time, just running my hands down the smooth skin of your stomach, over your hips, down to your inner thighs where I lightly draw my fingernails across the sensitive skin. You moan and reach for me, and I pull away.

"Grave! Seriously! Teasing isn't nice y'know!"

I roll my eyes at you.

"Yes, I know, but its just *so* much fun. Now, either keep your hands above your head like a good girl, or I'm going to have to tie you up."

You sigh, and place your hands above your head, as told. Good girl.

You'd never know by my tone of voice that all this teasing was getting to me too. But it is. I am desperately hard, and there's a little precum leaking from the tip of my cock.

I start licking and nipping lightly up your leg until I find my destination. I'm laying down now on my stomach, and the pressure feels so good against my aching cock. It's giving me a little relief.

I trace my tongue around the lips of your vagina, and you whimper. I spread your lips with one hand, and quickly flick the tip of my tongue over your clitoris. You let out a wordless shout, and you're legs are quivering. I keep flicking, and let two fingers slide into you. You moan, and start humping my fingers, setting a quick pace, but I don't mind.

I thrust them in short fast bursts, at the same time thrusting my hips against the bed. I turn my hand palm up and curl both fingers, searching for a spot that I know you will love.

And then I find it, and I rub against it firmly, at the same time sucking on your clit and you're moaning incoherently and loudly. You've ignored my earlier order, and your hands are in my hair, not forcing me or anything. I think you just want to feel in control Again, I don't mnd.

I find a good rythym of press and suck and I keep doing this until finally, finally you release, your back bowing and every muscle going tight while you let out a wordless scream, before you go limp.

I stop sucking on your clit, and slow my hand until it stops.

You're shivering with aftershocks.

I lick my lips and I can taste you. You taste good, so I lick my fingers clean.

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When you start fingering me, it feels really good, and I'm loving it. Most men don't bother themselves with forplay, they don't deem it significant. But then suddenly your tongue is on my clit, and it feels so so so good! I can't believe you're doing something like that down there, but I don't care because suddenly I'm humping your fingers, trying desperately to cum. The sensation of your tongue is almost too much, a fine line between pleasure and pain. I'm not quite sure what to make of it.

And then, then you curl your fingers and find this, this spot! And at first I think I have to pee and I'm terrified, but then it starts to feel exquisite, like there's a little wire that goes from that spot to my clit and the sensations are so wonderful that I just stop thinking and keep thrusting back onto your wonderful fingers, all the while threading my fingers through your hair. I'm careful not to keep your head there--I just needed to hold onto something.

You've obviously done this before, because soon you've got me in a rythym, where every other thrust you press that spot while sucking my clit, and all too soon I can feel my climax building, although I can tell that its never been this intense before. I'm gasping for air, desperate to go over that edge, and then I'm there. There's light exploding behind my eyelids, and I'm tensing and I know my back lifts off the bed for a second but dear GOD I have never had an orgasm like this before and its so good...

The first wave stops, and its not so intense but there are little sparks of pleasure just going off all over my body, and I'm shivering from it.

All I can really think is holy fucking god, I am never gonna have an orgasm like that ever again. Followed closely by this man is so mine, I just have to make him realize it.

Makes me sound a bit stalkerish really, but hey great sex defiantely helps in a relationship. I steadfastly ignore the little voice in my head that says this isn't a relationship. What does it know, anyway?

I open my eyes in time to see you licking your fingers clean, and even though I've just had the best orgasm of my life (for now at least) I know I'm ready for more.

Before you notice that I'm recovered (well, not fully, but enough) from my orgasm, I've grabbed your shoulders and in a twisting manouver my dad once taught me, I've got you under me in an instant.

You're surprised, but I don't give you time to react. I've got you pinned to the bed, and I can feel the tip of you pressing against my still sensiive clit. I rock my hips, and we both moan. It feels good, even if it is a bit sensitive. I rock again, drawing another moan out of you.

Your hands are resting on my hips, and we're both just rocking gently for a moment. And then I look at you, and lean forward a bit, on hand on the bed to support my upper body. You take that opportunity to pinch one of my nipples, and I gasp. In retaliation I rock a little harder than before, and your eyes close reflexively.

And then I'm kneeling above you for a moment, lining you up, and then I press down nice and slow and it feels so good to have you inside me. I feel full, and I love it.

You say my name in a whisper. "Shilo. Oh god. You're so fucking tight!"

I laugh. "That's what kegels are for, isn't it?" And you're laughing too, but then I start to rock on you and the laughter is forgotten. I start out going slow, but you're having none of it.

I'm not sure how you did it, all I know is one second you're drawing me down to kiss you, and the next you're on top of me, your arms cradling my legs and suddenly I can feel you deeper inside me and wow. It feels good, and I tell you so.

You respond with a sharp thrust. My hands find your thighs and I grip them tight, digging my nails in. You hiss, and I'm not sure but I think it was more in pleasure than pain.

So I do it again, a little harder, and then you keep doing those sharp thrusts and I love it.

I've never been taken quite like this before. The angle is just so, and I know if you moved one way or the other the pleasure that is so close to pain wouldn't feel good at all. I normally don't like the pleasure/pain game, but the way you're holding me, the way your pelvis snaps against mine is just such an exquisite and beautiful kind of pleasureable pain that I don't care.

I use my arms to support myself as I lift my hips higher, giving you a better angle, and you're thrusting faster and faster and it feels like we're both on fire.

And then you drop my legs, and we're pressed tight agaisnt each other on the matress and the added pressure on my clit is enough to give me little biting hints of pleasure. Each time its a little bit more intense, and I know you can feel it because each time I clench a little harder around you.

I don't know when, but I started thrusting back up against you, and I'm biting and nibbling your neck and shoulder. I'm sure you'll have bruises and hickeys there tomorrow. And then I get this incredible urge to just pull your head back by your hair and *bite* your neck.

So I do, and I bite a little harder than necessary, but you like it, I can tell because you moan my name and start thrusting harder into me, and I love that you like the pain I inflict on you. So I dig my nails into your back, and I bite, and I'm so close so close so close.

And then I'm there again, but this time its better because you're in me and your cock is pressing against that spot, and somehow you got your hand between us and you're rubbing your thumb rythmically against my clit and I implode.

I shout wordlessly into your neck, and its still better than before because even though I'm coming hard and fast, you're still thrusting in me, and it's taking me higher. And soon you're there with me, and I feel your cock swell inside me as you come.

I manage to get a look at your face, and its so different. Your eyes are closed in pleasure, mouth partially open as you let out a long groan. You look delicious like that.

And now you're just staying still, and I'm trembling under you with another set of little aftershocks. After a moment you lay down on top of me, and I wrap my arms around you. We stay like that in silence, the only sound in the room is our heavy breathing.

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I hope you enjoyed! Next up, Plotville!

~Mia