Physically, he was beyond overwhelmed by the sensation of being inside her tight wet heat. Emotionally though? He was a fucking mess. In just a couple of months he'd gone from a miserable existence in which he wondered if the girl he loved was even alive, to her proposing to him, to her marrying him, and now she was lying beneath him, a blushing bride and freshly deflowered little virgin. Things could not possibly get any better. He'd just have to be really nice to her... the first time.
"I'm sorry," he murmured softly. He reassured her with a sweet kiss and affectionately nuzzled her face. "I'll try to be gentle, okay?"
She turned bright red and burst out laughing, averting her gaze from his face.
"What?" He nervously laughed right along with her. It was purely sympathetic. He wasn't amused. He was more tense than he'd ever been. He was making an ass out of himself, wasn't he? He had no idea what was so funny and it only made him even more anxious.
"Sorry. I've just been wanting this for a very long time."
"Oh good. So no pressure then," he joked, still more on the side of terrified than amused. The fact that her laugh was absolutely the most adorable thing he'd ever heard did nothing to set him at ease.
"I just never expected you to be so nice. I always thought a little pain would be a small price to pay for finally having you."
"That's what you're getting so worked up over?" he let out a big sigh of relief. "Thought I'd be real careful and decent... the first time." He gave her a sly smirk and a slow experimental thrust. Nice and gentle, just as he promised.
"Wow," she breathed. "More of that, please."
"Yeah, I think I can manage that." He put on a good front, but it was torture. His mind was telling him to treat her nicely, that she was precious and fragile. His body craved more. A lot more.
He kept her distracted any way he could. Brushing his lips against hers, licking and sucking on the smooth column of her throat, gently toying with her breasts as he slowly rocked his hips against hers. He needed the distraction just as much as she did.
It wasn't long before she stopped desperately clinging to his neck and worked herself up to meeting his thrusts. She kept trying to lift her hips for some reason, but his weight on top of her made it close to impossible for her to manage on her own.
His hand drifted down the side of her body and angled her hips up toward his to get a different angle.
"That better?" he murmured against her lips, his voice soft and loving.
"Amazing," she mewled and arched beneath him.
"Good." He picked up the pace a little, now that she was getting accustomed to him. "Better enjoy it while you can. Because after this, I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't even be able to walk out of here."
That got a loud wanton moan out of her. Really? That was... interesting.
"You like that?" he groaned and started thrusting a little harder. "You want me to use your pretty little body however I want?"
"Y-yes! Yes please!" she cried and writhed beneath him. Was she actually... She was getting off on it? "Zack- yes! Do whatever you want with me!"
Fuck. If she kept talking like that, he was going to come way too early.
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Zack X Ray (AGE UP)
FanfictionIf zack never escaped from prison and rachel had to wait until she was 18 to meet him again ,smut and fluff, i love rachel and zack with all my heart