Music And Silence- A Reylo AU

Chapter 31a- Love is a Verb

-x- It occurred to me that a love scene was missing from this story. This more mature story failed to have anything that my other stories had. So I wrote one. It is descriptive rather than in your face explicit. You've been warned -x-

"You ok?" she asked.

"Just... nervous. I've wanted this for a really long time."

"I know, me too," she enclosed her hand around the back of his head and pulled him towards her, closing her eyes as she breathed in his scent and tasted his whiskey sweet lips.

Their desire was strong, their kisses frenzied yet both were aware it was not the moment, not yet. Rae wrapped her legs around his, linking his hips to hers. The hand not entangled in his hair clung to his back as he kneaded the supple flesh of her thigh. He held himself above her, not allowing his full weight to rest upon her, not yet as the air between them became hot, heavy and slick. Their mouths hungrily sought the others between sighs and moans of pleasure between nips upon the shallow of the neck and chest. They were close so close. Rae's hand moved down his back grasping his arse to her as their hips writhed against each other an invitation that she was ripe and ready.

Ben pulled away from her his breathing mildly erratic as he looked down at her. She nodded at his silent question. The hand upon her leg moved between her thighs as he guided himself forward and within. He was gentle and slow, waiting for her allowing her movements against him to dictate both their course and speed. No more need for guidance, he moved his hand back to her hip, shifting his weight. He watched as she reflectively inhales her mouth parting as slowly, but surely he lowers himself into her depths until they are perfectly united. Ben's breath shudders from his as they relish this moment, his eyes locked on hers. She is sublime, radiant and his; he smiles at her his senses overflowing with rapture.

Once more, Rae pulled him into a passionate kiss. She wanted him, all of him. She cannot believe how blessed she is to have this man, this gorgeous creature with his gentle soul between her thighs. Lips collide fervently, and Rae sucks at his bottom lip bites the tip of his tongue gently as he delves into her mouth. Their kiss becomes a consuming fury. Ben's body feels tense beneath her fingers as he fights to hold himself still above her despite her clawing fingers pulling him to her; but she wants him to move, wants to be suppressed by his body upon hers. Rae arched her back off the bed, closing the gap between their bodies tilting her pelvis against him and Ben jerks pulling away from her mouth.

Ben was learning the intricate details of her mouth, the sharpness of her teeth, the sweep of her tongue. Her gentle pulling on his bottom lip between hers was driving him to distraction. Then she arched into him; he felt those breasts firm and warm against his chest. Felt the hot moisture of her skin. Most of all, he felt her pelvis angle, felt her tense around him, and he pulled back from her trying to quell the sudden surge in sensation. He swallowed hard closing his eyes as he tried to control the stimulation she had caused. His head swam, almost feeling faint as blood rushed away from his head. She rocked again, and now his vision blurred drunkenly. He looked down at her through his haze, her hands upon his arms to give herself leverage. She was biting her lower lip as she writhed upon him. He wanted to make this last, to savour each moment of making love to her for the first time. He certainly did not want it impeded by getting overexcited, but she was making it difficult. Increasingly difficult as she raised her legs higher about him, locking around his waist deepening their conjoined hips as she tormented him once more as she rolled back and forth again against his groin. He gave an uncontrollable moan, at the rising pleasure burning in his loins and at his failure to satiate his libido.

Get a grip, Ben.

Rae watched Ben struggling; she had to admit to herself that watching his pleasurable agony was satisfying. She smiled as she moved against him again harder. She watched his agonised expression as he willed himself to have some self-control. She bit her lower lip not only at his reaction but at the sensation she was also feeling in her core, a tension and tingling sensation spreading through her. As she raised her legs about him, forcing him down onto her, she rolled her stomach once again harder, and his appearance changed; predatory and resolved.