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Sagara's Deflowering	By : Lexie Category: +. to F > Full Metal Panic Views: 25668 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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TOTAL PWP (porn w/o plot)!! Melissa and Kurz get some! :)

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SAGARA'S DEFLOWERING - MELISSA & KURZ

Just as Melissa was wondering when he was coming home, Kurz
loudly walked in through the front door, laden with supplies from the grocery
store. "Yo, where is everybody?" he called out, shutting the door
with a booted foot. Ah ha, Melissa thought with glee, hearing Kurz' entrance.
Today is his lucky day! Rising from her chair, she quickly smoothed down her
hair and clothes and strode into the kitchen. She was met with the sight of
Kurz's ass as he bent down to shove food into the refrigerator. Wow, she thought.
Why hadn't I ever noticed what a great ass Kurz had? Her hands itched to grab
the tight, muscular globes, but she refrained. Best not to scare off the prey,
she told herself.

Kurz straightened up, popping a beer can expertly with one hand
while he shut the fridge door with the other. Taking a sip, he nearly choked
when he came face-to-face with Melissa, almost bumping into her. "Hey,"
he said, eyeing her too-broad grin suspiciously. She never smiled at him unless
some odious chore needed doing. "What's up? Don't tell me I have to plunge
the goddamn toilet again?"

"Oh no, no," Melissa said reassuringly, trying to
control her expression. "Uh, but there is something I do want you
to do..."

"I knew it!" Kurz brushed past her, and planted himself
on a chair, propping his feet up on the coffee table. "Nothing doing, lady--I've
done the dishes the last five times! I'm gonna relax tonight even if
it kills me!"

Oh brother, Melissa thought, rolling her eyes. She marched over
to stand in front of Kurz, hands on her hips. "Listen, dumbass, I have
a feeling you won't mind doing what I had in mind."

"Eh? How can that be?" Kurz, his brows rising in disbelief,
didn't even bother looking at her.

"Because..." Melissa bit out, her hands going to the
bottom of her standard-issue military tank top. "It involves sex, that's
why!" The tank top flew off her body to land in a heap in the corner of
the room. That got Kurz's attention, whose eyes nearly goggled out of
their sockets at the sight of Melissa's ample bare breasts.

"You...wha...I..." he babbled. Spittle could be seen
gathering at the corner of his mouth. Melissa frowned at his dumbfounded lack
of action.

"Well?" she asked, leaning closer into him. "Aren't
you going to do something?"

Kurz looked up at her, and the wary expression came back. "Wait
a minute...is this some kind of joke? A trick? I'm sorry, but I don't feel like
getting my ass kicked when I haven't even had dinner yet. Nice try, Mel, but
I'm not falling for it." The last part didn't sound too convincing, and
his eyes went back to her breasts like a starving man eyeing a banquet.

"Ugh, you idiot!" Melissa screamed, stomping her feet
angrily, which sent her breasts to jiggling in a most tantalizing fashion, riveting
Kurz's attention once more. "This isn't a trick! I 'm just horny and I
want you to fuck me!" Her black eyes threw daggers at Kurz, whose face
first registered shock, then disbelief, and finally gratitude.

"Thank you, Lord," he whispered, clasping his hands
in front of him. He couldn't believe it. At long last, the object was his long-standing
lust was within reach, ripe for the taking. But then...why did he strangely
feel hesitant? Maybe because he hadn't done the pursuing. He was so used
to getting shut down by Melissa that to have her come after him seemed almost...unnatural.
It seemed like cheating, somehow. You dolt, a voice screamed in his head. She's
handing herself to you on a silver platter and you're going to quibble? Just
do it, I know you want to! I know you've been dying to... Well, that
last part was certainly true, he thought. He'd always thought her to be the
perfect blend of killer body and killer soldier, a combination that turned him
on like nothing else. An opportunity like this might never come again, which
meant that he wanted it to be more than just a quick roll in the hay.

The trademark Kurz grin curving his lips, he said, "All
right, Mel, you're on. But we're gonna do it my way."

"Your way?" Melissa blinked her eyes in surprise,
wondering what the hell he meant.

Wordlessly, Kurz rose and took her by the hand, and led her
into his bedroom. Once they stepped over the threshold, he locked the door behind
him. At Melissa's raised eyebrow, he said, "Wouldn't want our innocent
little roommate to hear or see anything he shouldn't, right?"

Chuckling, Melissa answered, "Uh, he's not so innocent
anymore--I think he lost his cherry to Kaname this afternoon."

"What?!" Kurz nearly danced around the room in excitement.
"No fucking way! Straight-arrow Sagara? Well hot damn, it's about time.
Wonder if it'll loosen him up any."

"Enough about Sagara," growled Melissa, grabbing the
front of Kurz' shirt to pull him into a ferocious kiss. Her mouth parting hot
and wet, she sucked at Kurz's lips, making his head spin. She put her arms around
his neck, pressing her bare breasts against his chest. God, she feels good,
thought Kurz, his arms going automatically around her body. His hands stroked
the silky skin of her back, marveling at the feel of finely honed muscles underneath.
He pressed his rapidly hardening cock into her abdomen, making no effort to
disguise what she was doing to him.

"Well, it looks like you're finally paying some attention,"
she murmured against his lips, her hands tangling in his thick golden hair.
The burgeoning heat between her legs that had started when she eavesdropped
on Sagara and Kaname suddenly flared white-hot. Letting out a soft moan, she
shifted her hips and legs so that she straddled his thigh, and started rubbing
herself against him, her body mindlessly seeking pleasure. Kurz's hands went
to cup her round, firm ass, pressing her hips harder into his thigh.

"I've been paying attention ever since I met you, Sergeant,"
Kurz retorted, before covering her mouth with his. He continued to palm and
squeeze her ass, loving the feel of her warm crotch against his thigh. His cock
was almost bursting out of his pants, and his hand went down to undo the zipper
and provide some much-needed relief. Melissa looked down to see his penis emerge
heavy and straining out of his fly. It's as pretty as the rest of him, she thought
idly, bringing her hand up grasp him. Kurz moaned against her lips, causing
her to smile.

As she stroked his velvety length, his fingers fumbled desperately
at the buttons of her pants. "Godammit," he muttered at a particularly
stubborn button. Melissa's hand on his cock wasn't helping his concentration
much, but he finally managed to undo her fly. Sighing with satisfaction, he
pulled down on her pants, urging her to disrobe fully. Melissa languidly rose
from his lap, and turned to that her back was to him. Meeting his gaze boldly
in the mirror in front of the bed, she ever so slowly pulled down her pants,
arching her back and sticking out her ass provocatively. Kurz's eyes widened
appreciatively, and his hand went to his erection, stroking it while he watched
her little striptease. She bent fully at the waist, but remained straight-legged.
She'd left her black thong on, and Kurz could see how damp the crotch was getting.
His hand moved a little faster on his cock. She leisurely unlaced her boots,
letting her ass wiggle a little, and slipped off her pants and shoes. She stood
up once more, her hands going to the waistband of her thong.

"Wait," Kurz said hoarsely, putting his hands over
hers. "Let me." Fixing his sky-blue stare on her, he slowly pulled
down her underwear, letting his hands run over her smooth, flawless skin. He
kissed her back as he moved down her body, and Melissa shivered at the feel
of his soft lips. When his face was level with her buttocks, he grinned and
nipped it lightly. "I never thought I'd be kissing your ass for real,"
he joked, and felt Melissa's body shake with laughter. He urged her to step
out of her underwear, and kissed his way back up until they were staring at
each other in the mirror again. Melissa made a move to turn around, but Kurz
stopped her.

Seeing her eyebrow rise, he explained, "I want you to watch
me look at you." His hands then went to her waist to sit her on his lap.
Melissa sat wordlessly, her lips parted in surprise. This kind of languid eroticism
was not what she was expecting from Kurz, but she certainly couldn't complain
about it. She leaned her head back against his shoulder, and raised her lips
to seek his kiss. Even as their mouths met, their eyes remained open to see
their reflection in the mirror. Kurz's hands moved up from her waist to her
midriff, lightly stroking and brushing the taut skin before moving up to her
breasts. When his fingers touched her sensitive nipples, Melissa gasped. Her
reaction to his touch served to excite him even more, and his cock throbbed
against her buttocks. Melissa ground her ass against him, her pussy slippery
and throbbing with anticipation.

Sensing her fierce need, Kurz moved a hand down to her crotch
to find the source of her desire. Melissa parted her legs to hasten his access,
and sighed when his fingers found her clitoris. "Mmm," she moaned,
her tongue darting out to lick at his neck. She looked up at him to see him
staring raptly into the mirror. She followed his gaze and blushed at what she
saw. Her body draped wantonly against his, one of his hands cupping her breast
and the other hand stroking between her thighs. She'd never seen herself like
this before, and she was overwhelmed by the erotic picture they made.

"Melissa," Kurz sighed, his eyes hooded and glittering
with desire. "You look amazing. You're turning me on so much right now,
I feel like I'm gonna explode."

"Then take me," Melissa replied, her hand reaching
behind her to knead his abdomen. "God, I want you. Right now." She
flexed her thighs and rose off his lap so that he could push his pants down
and ready his erection. She started to sit back down, feeling the hot blunt
head of his penis bump against her. They both let out a moan as she sank down
and took in his full length. Reveling in the hard feel of him inside her, she
started moving herself up and down his shaft.

All coherent thought left Kurz head when she started moving.
Grabbing her hips, he started thrusting against her, his body oblivious to his
brain's commands. Too soon, he thought, feeling his excitement spike. He wanted
to savor it, this possibly once-in-a-lifetime chance, but his cock apparently
had other ideas. "S-slow down," he finally managed, his hands stilling
Melissa's hips. "I don't want it to be over too soon."

Sending a sideling glance over her shoulder, Melissa replied,
"Don't tell me that it's only gonna be once, because I'll be pissed."

Kurz's eyes went big, and a huge grin split his face. "You'll
be begging me to stop."

"We'll see about that," she snorted, and started moving
over him once more. His eyes went to the mirror again, the bouncing motion of
Melissa's considerable charms having caught their attention. Desire slamming
into him with the force of a hurricane, Kurz's thrusts became more frantic.
His fingers found Melissa's clitoris once more, and started rubbing it with
the same urgency of his thrusts. Melissa moaned and threw her head back, her
eyes closing involuntarily as unbelievable pleasure shot through her body. The
combination of his stroking fingers and his pumping cock thrust her immediately
close to the edge of orgasm. "Umm...Kurz...oh..." Her moans started
coming more wild and abandoned as she neared climax, and beads of sweat broke
out on Kurz's forehead as he tried to hold on. He was getting very close himself
and didn't want to leave her behind.

"Come on, Melissa," he coaxed. "Come for me,
I know you want to... " He was rewarded with a prodigious groan from her,
her body shaking uncontrollably as her orgasm washed over her. "Kurz!"
she cried, thrashing her body against his, and making him come as well. His
arms were like steel bands around her as his pumping cock exploding like a hot
geyser within her. Groaning, he fell on his back on the bed, carrying Melissa
with him. For a while the only sounds in the room were their labored breaths
as they came back down to earth.

"Wow," Kurz finally said, moving Melissa off to the
side of his body and enfolding her in his arms. "That was...unbelievable.
Truly. I'll have to thank Sousuke somehow."

"Don't you dare tell him about this!!" she yelled,
sitting up in a huff. "And don't you dare tell him I know what happened
between him and Kaname!"

Laughing, Kurz put a reassuring hand on her back. "Easy,
Sergeant, just kidding. This will be our little secret."

"It better be," she said, lying back down. "If
you let out a peep, you're a dead man."

"I just love it when you talk all tough," he said,
planting a kiss on her cheek.

"Hey, it not just talk, and you know it." She couldn't
help softening a little, though.

"I know--you're the sexiest ballbuster ever."

"Kurz, I didn't know you were into the rough stuff,"
she purred, turning to face him.

"Only when it's from you," he replied, grabbing her
ass to pull her in closer.

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THE END?

A reader suggested an intriguing scenario that I might follow up on :)
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