Final Fantasy VII: Zack/Aeris, oral sex, She’s not ready to go all the way, but she enjoys this.
Under the light of a rising sun she's ready for him.
They're sitting near a patch of what-could-be a garden, under a halo of broken roof.
He's vigorous, as always, the light of materia shining in his eyes as he leans forward to take her in a kiss. It's not quite warm yet, that coil-spring in her stomach, but the embers are sparking again.
He leans back and smiles, the line of his jaw moving up and down, adam's apple bobbing, and she wants so badly to lick it - so she does. She traces the hollows of his neck, down the hair of his neck, interspersing those licks with little kisses, and, over his startled moans, little bites. Down and down his shoulders, running a tongue over the defined muscles in his arms and back up onto his bare chest (he's somehow removed his shirt without her noticing) and over and around his left nipple.
As she makes her way down and under he's not still; he begins to undo her dress, fingers caressing over her smooth neck and torso - he's barely gotten her past drawing back from his caresses but he's willing to wait, because there's no one else like Aeris and there never will be, so even such as this is so much paradise that he's happy to stay here for a long time -
Her nose is brushing just north of his navel, now, her tongue slip-sliding over the smooth lines of his chest. He smells like musk, like the scent of earth and rock and dewdrop-spilling gently from a memory-scent that her mother gave her; like sterile materia broadened into life, as though Zack were her memory and her ambition, her paradise, and oh, if she weren't so sure he'd enjoy this, she'd be going to her own personal hell -
He is lying sideways on the floor, fingers cupping her hips when he feels hot, moist breath around his member, and he swallows a little.
"Are you okay with this?" his voice shatters the almost sacred silence around them, cracks a little - he's surprised that he sounds like this because heck, he's had blowjobs before; but then again, he's never had one from someone he loves like this, so maybe it's different, he doesn't know.
She looks up startled, eyes wide, last restraints of reason clinging to her and telling her WHAT ARE YOU DOING? before lowering her head again to his staff (she'll never look at her staff the same way) and just watching it bob in time to his heartbeat.
She knows she's going to hell, but she's going to enjoy this while it lasts.
He knows of the rough flicks of textured tongue, the warmth of a mouth enveloping the most 'private' part of his body, the scrape of teeth and the feel of throat muscles moving against his dick, but he's never felt something like this before -
He's never felt a soft, pliant snake wrap itself around his foreskin and draw it back gently before suction pulls it through her mouth, teeth leaving a faint tingle on rarely used skin, never felt moist breath warming his pole even more, never felt utmost calm while being still. He doesn't feel like bucking his hips. She's not ready and it feels good to just stay.
She's smiling around his length, experimenting with moving up and down and keeping her ears open to his heavy breathing. Every time he hitches his breath, and his width misses a pulse her coil warms hot and bright, her tongue slip-sliding in each direction.
When the heat just under her navel throbs into her delta and ass she arches her back and moans around his dick, humming more when she notices how much larger he's getting.
His fingers are twitching now, aching for her. He can't help himself, no matter how much he promised himself that he wouldn't go this far, wouldn't do anything without her permission -
He slides his fingers up her inner thigh, straining for control as her steady in-out breaths pause a second before continuing. He reaches the join between her thigh and her lips and part them gently with a sword-callused finger.
She thought that just tasting him was enough for her to enjoy, enough for her to give back to him all the things he'd done for her already, but as she found out when his thumb found her nub and his fingers slipped inside her, she had a lot more to take, and there was still a long way to go.