Series: Just To Be Close
Theme: Sexual Response: Orgasm
Notes: Written for stagesoflove
She panted heavily, her breath against his skin. Little moans and whimpers escaped her lips, her brow furrowed every so slightly in concentration. She was close, but she was holding back, he could tell. They had been wrapped in each other for seemingly hours; nothing existed but them, the contact, the touches, the kisses, him moving inside her. It had been going wonderfully, beautifully, perfect, until now.
His hands ran from her ribs to her waist and he pressed soothing little kisses on her face in an attempt to relax her. Her body trembled slightly, before going tense, her muscles bunched under his fingers and her face filled with stress lines. Stilling inside of her, he brushed his thumb over her checks just in time to catch two falling tears. She whimpered at the loss of movement, he felt so good, and her brain would just shut up, she could enjoy it. Opening her eyes, she was met by warm chocolate gazing down at her with concern.
“Do you want to stop?” he asked quietly, watching her face for signs of truth.
“No,” she whispered, shaking her head. She didn’t want him to ever stop. In fact, she was kinda annoyed that he’d stopped already.
“Was I hurting you?” He didn’t want to cause her any pain, especially while making love. After so many bad experiences, he was doing his best to be as loving and gentle as possible.
“No,” she answered again, another tear fall. Goddess, why couldn’t she just leave well enough alone?
He was satisfied that she was telling him the truth, but there was something else, “Then what is it? You can tell me.”
She shook head again, “This is so stupid, and not to mention incredibly bad timing.” She sighed as he gave her a patient look. She was impressed that he could even do it given their situation. “It’s just that when I... you know...”
He gave her a look, “Baby, we’re in bed, naked, pressed against each other, with me hard and inside of you. I think we’re intimate enough for you to say the word.”
She smiled slightly, “Every time I... orgasm, something bad happens afterward. I just don’t want to ruin this. I’ve had you in my life, really in my life, for four months, and I don’t want to lose you again. I know I’m being silly, but...” Her sentence was cut off, when stole her lips for a kiss. He started moving again, and she moaned into his mouth.
“I won’t let anything happen to you, or us. Just trust me, please.” His last word was begging, and she decided to throw her mind out the window and trust her heart. She found herself caught back in the throes so quickly, it took her by surprise. She felt his hand slip down her belly, and in-between her thighs. His thumb once, twice and then she was gone. His swallowed her scream of pleasure as she climaxed in his arms.