Strong Desires

Just letting you know I'm alive. And since I haven't updated in so long, here's a lemon. I'll be back to Popularity as soon as I can, okay? Oh yes, this hasn't been edited yet. Sorry for the typos! ^^;


It was like magic. I didn't even have to open the door to know it was her. That aura of magic and beauty seeped through. A whirlwind of blonde hair flew in my doorway as I opened the old wooden door. Before I could even shut it, she had pounced on me from behind, nearly slamming my body against the door. I didn't even get to look at her before she began her attack. Soft lips collided with mine in a desperate rush of need, want, and desire. I wasn't one to deny a lady what she wanted though.

With a quick twist, I switched our positions. A small moan of annoyance was made, but I sealed away all complaints in another kiss. Fierce, passionate, and full of lust; I pressed my lips to hers without mercy. My tongue snaked out from my lips and licked yours, begging for entrance, and you agreed. Our tongues mingled together in a sensual ancient rhytem, mocking what was soon to come. It was merely a tease to you though. The faint whimpers in your throat told me so. And those hands. Your lovely hands that laced perfectly with mine. The same ones I've longed to have on my skin. But tonight wasn't the night for that. Tonight wasn't about me. Then again, it never really was about me in the first place. It was about making her happy, and that's all I was going to do.

Regretfully, I broke apart our kiss, making you whimper at the loss. I had better things in mind for you though. I grabbed your hand and lead you to my bed. No, it's our bed now. I layed you down carefully, letting your head rest on a pillow as I began to search through one of my drawers. You raised an eyebrow and watched me, curious of my plan. But when you saw what I had in mind.. I don't think you really minded too much. In my top drawer hidden under stacks and stacks of papers lay a very simple yet useful item. It was a pair of pink and white fuzzy handcuffs, with matching pink metal keys. I smirked as your eyes went wide with surprise. With the speed unknown to most, I had your hands cuffed up to the top of my bed, leaving you defenseless to my curious hands.

Your face looked so cute, blushing as red as the bow on the simple sailor like uniform they always made us wear. But it was your eyes that told the truth. They darkened a bit, taking on the color of the night sky, and shining with a need. One that I wanted to fulfill. I kissed you gently once more on the lips and moved onward. I made a trail of licks and kisses to your neck. I inhaled the luscious scent of your body wash that still lingered. It reminded me of fresh cherry blossums falling from the night sky. It was too much to resist. I carried on with my slow torture. When I reached your shoulder, I sat up a bit and smiled teasingly at you. Before you could even respond, I descended upon your shoulder and bit it hard, letting a small trail of blood drip down. I lapped it up much like a cat cleans it's fur. The wound healed quickly, but there was a faint mark from my assault. Just enough so they all knew. Every last one of those bastards. You were mine.

Your hands pulled against the fuzzy cuffs, longing to touch me in return. I simply reached down and gave your thigh a soft spank, reminding you who's in charge. You whined, but gave in. But now there was something in my way. Reaching again to my drawer, I removed a pair of scissors that I kept just for today. You gasped and whimpered, turning your head and shutting your eyes. Quickly, I used the sharp instrument on your flimsy shirt, feeling a great need to see what's below. Growing irratated at how long this was taking, I got mad and ripped apart the rest of the shirt, tossing it across the room. But oh, did I like what I saw. Radiant, lightly tanned skin contrasted fabulously with that black lace bra you bough the other day. It was so tempting to just tear off, but I needed to be patient.

I leaned down and took one of your breasts in my mouth with the bra still on, gently pulling on it and searching out the thing I wanted most. Your nipple grew hard fast, quite enjoying the torture I gave you. I latched on it with my teeth; tugging on it, then licking it. I knew you wanted more though. Reaching behind your back, I set loose the perfect bosoms from their entrapment. And they were perfect too. Shoving aside the lacey contraption, I cupped both of them in my hands, marveling at how they fit so perfectly in my hands. One would think God had designed them just for me. You moaned at me, twisting your hands to and fro. You hated my torture. But I couldn't stop. Leaning down, I took the other nipple in my mouth, making it just as hard as the other, while still massaging the first. It was driving you crazy, I know. It was making me more crazy though. I longed to delve in, but I resisted.

My lips finally left the perfect little buds and traveled southward, searching out a new plaything. Without even seeing it, I hit something that hadn't been there before. A glance down showed that you had just gotten a new belly button ring. A small stone with red over yellow glittered from the simple silver ring. I looked up at you and purred against your stomach in approval, quite pleased with my new toy. I leaned down and rolled my tongue together, slipping it inside your ring and out again. I captured the ring in my mouth and sucked on it, pulling on it gently. You moaned and pulled again on the cuffs. I could sense what was coming though. I was close enough to know what you and I wanted.

I linked my fingers on the edge of your skirt, pulling it off your body with one motion and flinging it somewhere near the remains of your shirt. I smiled at the sight. A very simple, but very cute little black lace pair of panties was all that lay between me and my ultimate goal. The thought was so ironic to me. It gave me such a wicked idea too. I looked up at you and smiled so innocently. Your eyes were still dark, your mouth hung open and breathing hard. A faint pink color rested on your face. I wanted to make it brighter. I smirked up at you as one of my fingers went from the bottom to the top of your slit, all with your panties still on. You jerked up and stared at me, rather confused. I repeated my action, making sure to take my time towards the top where my favorite toy of all lay. You gasped and bit your lip, nearly making yourself bleed. I wanted more from you though. Leaning forward, I inhaled your sickening sweet smell. I snaked my tongue out and did the same action my finger did, pushing down hard on your clit. You cried out in surprise, almost yanking your hands our of the cuffs.

I couldn't resist torturing you so sweety. The moans were growing louder in my ears. Every lick of my tongue on your panties was driving you crazy. Yet as much as I loved torturing you, I also knew how badly you needed more. With one quick jerk, your panties were thrown far across the room. I used one hand to pull your thighs further apart. I licked my index finger, letting a thin coat of saliva drip down my hand. I'm not even sure why I did it though... you were more than wet enough. I didn't waste anymore time now. I slipped my finger inside your soaking wet sex, marveling at the tightness of it. I used two other fingers to spread you apart a little more and began the ancient rhythem. You rolled your head back and forth on the pillow, gasping and moaning at every insertion. Growing bolder, I added another finger within to join the first, making you cry out my name. Your voice was like a siren to me. I needed to hear more, much more.

As I continued my assault on your sex with my fingers, my mouth needed something to do. Hidden right within you was my favorite toy of all, and now I wanted to play. I licked the small pearl hard, coaxing it to come out from it's spot. You screamed my name again, getting very impatient with my game. Your hands longed to pull at my hair and force me to go faster, but I refused. I just lapped at your clit, making your jump each time. It was so fun to be mean, but I understood now what you truly wanted.

I removed my fingers from your sex slowly. But before you could even complain, I quickly replaced them with my tongue. Your thighs squeezed my head tightly and your inner walls started to grow tighter. I lapped at your sex, occasionly delving my tongue deep within. You threw your head to and fro, panting and crying out for mercy. I knew your pain, and knew I had to fix it soon. I made my motions quicker, digging my tonuge deeper inside you with each stroke. Your body began to shake, and your inner walls grew very tight against my tongue. You were teetering on the edge, and I wanted to push you off to oblivion. Two of my fingers reached up and grabbed your slit, massaging and pinching it lightly as my tongue went deep within once more. That was all it took. You squeezed your eyes shut and screamed out my name so loud I'm sure the whole house heard your voice. I just continued to lick at your sex, enjoying the honey like taste. I licked every last drop I could, only letting a couple slide down my chin.

When you finally opened your eyes, I kissed you softly on the lips, letting you get a taste of yourself. I looked into your eyes and saw a bit of annoyance that your hands were still bound. With a giggle, I grabbed the keys and set your sore hands free from their restraints. You simply laid there and sighed in relief, letting your arms snake themselves around my frame. "You're getting it as soon as I have enough energy Rei." I giggled to myself and rested my head on your shoulder, kissing your neck. "If you insist, Minako." The two of us closed our eyes and drifted off to a sound, peaceful sleep.


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