[SE] i wanna be your last first kiss

Zavien

The arch of her back pressed skin along his body. The fabric from before was cold and scratchy when compared with the soft warmth of her, the places they touched humming with her very resonance, like each place they came in contact had him glimpsing a little more of her. 

Although increasingly eager to feel all of her, Zavien continued to relish every second, not wanting to miss the smallest shiver of delight or quietest moan of pleasure - like the catch in her breath before the stolen air sang a beautiful note of want. Smirking, he paused to appreciate the sound, feeling how it traveled lower, stoking a desire to hear more of her, to know that it was their connection that allowed such easy abandon.  

Zavien kissed the same spot more diligently this time, never losing that soft edge that spoke of devotion and adoration. All the while, his hands moved lower along the back of her ribs. He kept her close, pressed against him where she could feel the slowly mounting beat of his heart, the calm certainty coursing through him as he eased lower. Soon enough, he reached her pants, sliding his hand underneath to her ass and hip where he could lift her briefly from the blankets, intending to assist her in removing the last bit of clothing she wore.

If you don't like the road you're walking,
start paving another.

All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life

Zavien was attuned to her every breath, every soft noise of pleasure, every way her body moved to meet his touch; and she was responsive to each kiss, each caress, each one adding to the need building deep in her core. She moaned again as he continued to kiss the same spot: a soft, wanton sound that begged for more. ”Zavien -“ she managed to gasp, her hands drifting from where they’d rested on his shoulders to tangle once more in his hair unsure whether she meant to hold him in place or urge him lower.

She was pliant in his arms as his hands slipped down to her waist, gently pressing her closer against him until she could swear she could feel every beat of his heart against her chest, its staccato rhythm matching the rapidly increasing beat of her own. Each kiss was adoring and each touch was devoted, every brush of his lips or faint ghosting of fingertips intentionally placed to elicit the most pleasure. Was it blasphemous to think that this was what it would feel like to be worshiped, wholly and completely?

Zavien’s hands reached her pants. She lifted her hips when urged to do so, allowing him to slip her pants from her legs. And then she was lying beneath him, completely naked, bare in more ways than just a lack of clothing. It felt like allowing him to see all of her in a way that she hadn’t last time, in a way that no one had ever been able to do before. And she reveled in it, warmth surging in her veins and love rooting deep into her heart.

Her hands traced a line down his chest, carefully caressing a line down to his pants, gently slipping her fingers beneath the waistband in a silent request for removal. She needed to feel him - all of him - before she went mad.

Got a feelin' your electric touch could fill this ghost town up with life

Zavien

Zavien didn't want to hear his name said any other way for the rest of his life. Her gasp was untethered, reaching for the only thing she trusted to hold her. He responded in kind, pulling her close enough that he could smell the floral scent on her skin, could tell exactly where every part of her met him halfway. He kept his kisses controlled and deliberate, meaning to live up to the promise he'd made her despite his own mounting need. 

But as her hands crept to his waistband, Zavien moved without thought. One hand slipped free of the ground, choosing instead to hold her as he manipulated the clothing from his body. Even though he didn't rush or jerk through stripping his pants, they caught momentarily on his foot, which he flicked forcefully off as he lowered them back to the blankets, exposed muscles flexing with the effort. The scar along his side scrunched when he curved his body over Soh's, carefully positioning her where he thought would be most comfortable. 

As he looked down into her eyes, his gaze was softer than a mossy knoll, warmer than sunlight on grass, his hands caressing every curve unhurriedly down her body. He didn't say a word, but the expression in his eyes said so much about how he felt, about what he thought of her, about what he believed she deserved, and as he eased naturally into position between her legs, there was a silent question there, a final confirmation he asked of her.

If you don't like the road you're walking,
start paving another.

All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life

One of these days, Soh was going to be the one in control, her actions as slow and deliberate as Zavien's as he slowly unraveled beneath her - but today was not that day. She'd long since ceded any semblance of control, handing it all over gladly, trusting him with everything she was and everything she had. And with every movement, every kiss, every adoring glance to meet her gaze, he proved himself worthy of it.

He stripped off his pants somehow without releasing her; she felt more than saw the forceful kick that removed them entirely. A smile ghosted across her lips as he placed her carefully back upon the pillows. Something about that movement told her that despite his slow, deliberate pace, he wanted her just as badly as she wanted him, like he was loathe to part from her even long enough to shed the rest of his clothing.

She gazed up at him adoringly, her silver eyes telling him everything she hadn't dared to say aloud - and he looked at her with so much unspoken emotion that she felt her heart swell with love for him, which she hadn't dared admit even to herself until he'd looked at her like that, like she was the most precious thing in the world. She didn't shy away from the feelings - his or hers - instead embracing them, internalizing them into something she would forever remember.

She willingly spread her legs to bracket his hips; he paused long enough for her to give a final confirmation that this was what she wanted. Smiling, she reached for him, cradling his face in her hands as she lifted herself to press a tender, lingering kiss to his lips. "I need you," she whispered, meaning every word in more ways than one, and then she wrapped her legs loosely around his waist, the invitation as clear as she could make it.

Got a feelin' your electric touch could fill this ghost town up with life

Zavien

The look they shared was sincere, warm, electric, and perfectly overwhelming in every sense of the word. He breathed it in, but it wasn't enough. He wanted desperately to feel every spark and emotion running across his skin, flowing through his veins, ravaging his body until this was all that remained. Nothing else mattered as she placed her lips to his and whispered those words, calling him to join her in every sense. His mouth hung partially open as she claimed him, a blissful smile spreading content across his lips as he gave his quiet declaration, "You can have all of me."

Kissing Soh, he let her loose hold guide him, angling his hips until he felt where they lined up, felt the heat singing up his spine with such force that he had to take a deep breath. He needed it as he eased slowly forward, his breath catching against the feeling of her. It hadn't been long since they'd last had sex, but this felt like the first time, like every gained inch was a new moment they got to share together. There was no rush or impulsivity to taint his good intentions, and despite the way he desired nothing more than to sprint towards the finish line, Zavien forced himself to walk, to take in every sensation that came with pressing himself into Soh.

If you don't like the road you're walking,
start paving another.

All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life

Her giddy smile felt permanently affixed to her lips even as they kissed, sunshine spilling forth from her very soul. She would've taken anything that Zavien was willing to give, but to hear him declare himself hers so openly, so thoroughly, did something to her that she couldn't quite describe. Heart overflowing, her desire for him only deepened, surprising her with its force. She had meant what she said; her wording was intentional. This went deeper than want. She needed him like she needed the air she breathed, desperately and without restraint.

Tilting her hips towards him, Soh gasped as he sank slowly into her. This was nothing like last time, nothing like anything she'd ever felt. This was her giving herself, heart and soul, to Zavien, and him claiming her in return. Her thighs trembled around him, each inch gained only serving to increase her desire for more, and when he was finally settled inside her, she took a shaking breath. "I'm yours," she whispered against his lips. All of her, for as long as she drew breath.

Got a feelin' your electric touch could fill this ghost town up with life

Zavien

So engrossed in Soh, Zavien didn't notice as his body struggled, the restraint trembling quietly beneath the surface. He was too busy wondering if his heart was going to burst to notice that it skipped and sped eagerly towards something more. He was too fixated on how she drew each gasping breath to realize that his own were straining to pull what they needed. He was too concentrated on the slow press of his hips to sense how his arms shook to support the effort. He was too immersed in her words to give him instincts control. "And I'm yours."

As he sank completely into her, he folded over her, placing a searing kiss to her lips to seal the moment, certain that nothing would ever feel like this, like their souls were entwined completely in one another. He soaked it in, hoping he never took it for granted, that this memory would never fade. 

Then he drew slowly back, a hand supporting her spine and ass as he pulled out as far as he dared without completely separating. He didn't wait this time, wanting to be settled within her again. He pushed forward, only letting the pace pick up enough to feel like they were falling together, like he was embracing her fully with every inch, cherishing everything she was and everything they were together.

If you don't like the road you're walking,
start paving another.

All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life

Soh's heart fluttered in her chest at the words, the dedication and devotion evident in Zavien's every breath. She memorized the way he sank into her, the beat of his heart racing in time with hers, the trembling of his arms as he fought to move slowly, to cherish the moment as fully as his body would allow.

His searing kiss left her breathless as she wrapped herself around him more tightly, rocking her hips up to meet him as she tangled her arms around his neck and her fingers in his hair. He pulled slowly away, leaving her wanting for more, desperate to feel him settled inside her once more. She thought she might die from the torment of him easing back into her, but he didn't seem inclined to wait any longer to feel her around him. He pushed forward, and her hips rose to meet him, the pace quick enough to satisfy but slow enough to savor.

Everything in her sang with pleasure, every nerve ending growing taut beneath his thrusts. She kissed him eagerly, a soft whimper slipping from her throat, encouraging him on. Every snap of his hips pushed her higher, pulling her along like a wave about to crest. She met each thrust with a roll of her hips, coaxing him deeper, wanting him more. She'd never felt anything like this, not even in her dreams; and if this was a dream, she never wanted to wake up.

Got a feelin' your electric touch could fill this ghost town up with life

Zavien

Refusing to rush this, Zavien leaned into Soh and the feel of her. The drag of her hands in his hair. The taste of her soft lips. The roll of her hips meeting his every indulgent thrust. They were as much his ruin as the desire coiling tight in his gut, a byproduct of the overwhelming emotions he pushed into her with every caring press of his body, the rhythm too intentional to be forced, continuing on a slowly cresting pace. 

His breathing turned fast, every spare oxygen used to plant kisses across her face and neck as he gave her everything. His heart trembled, stretching at the seams, threatening to burst. His thoughts were clouded with a string of praises that may have escaped in quiet utterances, blank save the woman wrapped around him, promising that she was his, body and soul. 

It was suddenly flooding over him, a light starting behind his eyes like the brightest sunrise, washing everything away as he felt his climax growing. He leaned into Soh desperately, begging her to feel the same as he angled her hips and spine so he could reach deeper into her heart.

If you don't like the road you're walking,
start paving another.

All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life

Every slow thrust was electric, every kiss molten. As Zavien peppered kisses across her face and neck, murmuring praises, Soh's wordless, wanton cries built and stretched. She felt every inch of him with each indulgent roll of his hips against her until that was the only sensation that mattered. She was his, entirely and unconditionally; he held the power now to utterly destroy her, and yet she wasn't afraid that he would. She was giddy, ecstatic, exultant, moving beneath him to claim him as much as he had her.

He drove her higher, pleasure threatening to consume her in a slow-building burn that washed her clean. Her only thoughts were of Zavien and the way he felt inside her and around her, of the way she had fallen headlong, of how strongly she felt about him. She loved him, she loved him, she loved him -

Zavien's movements became more urgent, and as he tilted her hips to reach even deeper, she cried out his name; her orgasm took her by surprise, rocking through her with enough force that she saw stars. The deliberate pace carried her right over the edge that she'd never seen coming, and tremors wracked her frame as she came apart around him, throwing her head back, arching into him, locking her legs around him as though begging him to push deeper, to give her more.

Got a feelin' your electric touch could fill this ghost town up with life

Zavien

The new angle had light bursting behind his eyes, burning clear through his veins as every nerve caught fire. He could feel the heat mounting, could feel the pressure building, could see the brink of his ruin. His name was on her lips again, a fragmenting sound that warned of her own peaking pleasure, encouraging him on with each loving press of his body. He didn't speed up, didn't dare diminish this with anything but the caring, cherishing pace he'd set to ensure Soh felt every facet of his affection. It wasn't a take, but a give, an exchange of hearts in the purest sense. 

As they teetered on the edge, he punctuated each thrust with a dragging roll of his hips, painfully aware of how she tightened around him, pulling him straight into his own climax with such force that he gasped. Blinding white light flooded his thoughts, so warm and fulfilling that he couldn't think or feel anything other than Soh. He was faintly aware of her holding him closer, wanting him deeper as they road out their orgasms, his body already working to do so with every stuttering pulse of his hips. 

By the time the world was coming back to him and his hips had slowed to a stop, Zavien realized he was collapsed over Soh, his elbow the only thing keeping her from being crushed beneath him, his other hand still propping her ass. His face was tucked into her neck where he breathed her in, heart racing as he appreciated how it felt to have her wrapped around him, wondering if anything had ever felt like this, believing that nothing ever could. Zavien angled his head to kiss adoringly along her neck, unwilling to push through the blissful haze with unnecessary words or movement.

If you don't like the road you're walking,
start paving another.

All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life

Soh had had sex before - maybe not often, but it had still happened. But this, this went beyond just sex, beyond even lovemaking, into something beautifully rare: a merging of two hearts, two souls, to become one. All she could think of was Zavien’s hips pushing lovingly against her, him moving deliberately inside her, and when her orgasm took her, she rode out the waves with his name falling in fragmented, devastated pieces from her lips.

That seemed to be all it took to pull him over the edge with her. He gasped as he came, driving into her, deeper and deeper with each thrust. Their combined pleasure seemed to last forever, lingering in wracking waves that wrecked her even as they felt like salvation.

As the last shocks of pleasure faded, leaving her fully sated, Soh was dimly aware of Zavien’s weight on her - not crushing, but solid, steady, sure. He placed gentle, loving kisses along her neck, and Soh smiled into nothingness as she felt his lips trace the hollow of her throat. Ducking her head languidly, a leisurely, almost lazy motion, Soh captured his lips in a sweet, gentle kiss that seemed to welcome him home. Surely there was nothing in the world better than this, nothing that could ever make her feel so fully cherished, nothing that could better prove Zavien’s devotion to her.

Got a feelin' your electric touch could fill this ghost town up with life

Zavien

He kissed her skin once more before she turned to meet him. The kiss was delicate, sensual and sensitive all at once, a soft caress he let linger. The warmth hadn't faded, the closeness of their bodies prolonging the pleasant tingle in the aftermath of sex, his heart full to the point of uncomfortable awareness. 

This was it. This was all he needed in life - for the rest of his life. Food and water and sleep were dispensable, but this. Zavien wasn't sure how he was supposed to go on after this, always knowing that he could be living in this moment with Soh. He barely wanted to blink for risk of wiping away the pleasant gloss over his thoughts. 

When their lips parted, an indulgent smile took permanent residence on his face. His heart fluttered as he looked at her, adjusting to the new volume it had to contain, astounded by how light it felt despite it. "I think my heart might burst," he whispered, the airy tone barely audible between his deepening breaths.

If you don't like the road you're walking,
start paving another.

All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life

As Soh began to come down from the high of their shared pleasure, she became intimately aware of Zavien’s weight, of his lips against hers, of their legs tangled together. Everywhere they touched tingled in the aftermath, no longer the vibrant sparks of desire, but something softer, sweeter, yet every bit as cherishing. For a moment she simply breathed, feeling her heart rate begin to slow and her breaths begin to deepen. This was everything she’d ever wanted, everything she’d never known she needed, and there was nothing she wouldn’t give just to live in this moment with Zavien forever.

When he finally spoke, a brilliant smile lighting his face, Soh pressed her forehead to his, closing her eyes as she basked in the moment. She knew exactly what he meant, felt it with every beat of her own heart, which seemed to be full to the point of overflowing. Her love pooled between them, an endless well of adoration. She buried her face in his neck. ”What if mine already did?” she whispered against his skin.

Got a feelin' your electric touch could fill this ghost town up with life