dropsofviolet (dropsofviolet) wrote in no_true_pair, @ 2009-01-27 16:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | ! 2009 eight characters challenge, author: dropsofviolet, fandom: cardcaptor sakura, pairing: eriol/sakura |
Positioned (CCS: Eriol/Sakura)
Title: Positioned
Author/Artist: dropsofviolet
Fandom: Cardcaptor Sakura
Pairing/characters: Eriol/Sakura; Eriol/Kaho implied
Rating: R for sex
Warnings: explicit sex
Prompt/challenge you're answering: Sakura and Eriol, first time kink
Excerpt: Her hands were whispers on his chest, barely touching as they inched across his abdomen. It was as though she was mapping him with her fingertips, trying something utterly new.
How they ended up in this position was somewhat debatable; neither would admit to being the instigator. But somehow it had come down to this, the baring of intimate skin, and Eriol's lips were on her neck, teasing and biting. Her hands were whispers on his chest, barely touching as they inched across his abdomen. It was as though she was mapping him with her fingertips, trying something utterly new.
This was utterly new to him, as well. He was trying not to compare her to the other who'd come before, broad hips and heavy chest, her hair spread across the pillow, the scent of lilac in the crook of her arm. Sakura was nothing like this other woman-- fruity, her hair feather-soft, her small breasts unmarred by the passage of time.
He pressed his hips against hers and felt her sigh in response. Her face was flush and her eyes only half-focused as she gazed at him. He nipped at her earlobe and then worked his way across her collarbones with his tongue, his hands gentle on her small breasts, tracing down to the delicate inches of her thighs.
Her legs fell open at just his touch and he smelled her musk, felt her heat. She squirmed when he touched her clitoris and he looked up at her, alarmed, but she half-smiled, awkwardly raising her body to meet his fingers, and he stroked her more gently before slipping a finger into her slickness. She shuddered, her breasts rippling a little, and he pressed his fingers deeper into her, enjoying the soft sounds she made in the back of her throat. She sighed, her body singing against his, and he was gentle when he pressed himself into her.
His whole body trembled from her warmth. She was very tight and very damp, and as soon as he had entered her, her hips bucked up to meet his own and they began to move, slowly and steadily.
The first time was never easy for new lovers; he was gentle as he could be, sucking at her neck, leaving kisses across her cheekbones, reaching down to cup her buttocks and guide her movements. When she came, she did so silently, just a harsh breath in his ear, a tear across her cheek. She bit down hard on his neck and he moaned gutterally and came as well, all of his nerves on fire from her sudden attack.
After a heady moment to catch his breath, he pulled out and slipped further down in the bed to rest his head on her stomach, reaching up to take her hand. She didn't speak for a long moment, resting her other hand in his hair, stroking the lobe of his ear.
"I love you," she said, not sure if she did, and he breathed out heavily.
"I know," he said, kissing her bellybutton tenderly, and that was enough, then.