Lupin the Third: The Del Monte Ruby

Chapter 17

Ruby almost couldn't believe what she'd done. She'd never been so bold before. And a part of her feared that she'd just made a terrible mistake. But before she could consider pulling away, Lupin struck with the prowess of a man thus experienced. Ruby's eyes went wide as he pressed his lips firmly against hers. Heart pounding, uncertain how to proceed, Ruby closed her eyes and did her best to keep up with the master thief. But as usual, he was one step ahead, and Ruby felt as though she were embarrassingly inept.

It was her first kiss, and she was certain she could not have asked for a better one. After all, this was Lupin! Lupin the Third stealing her first kiss! But what if she was bad? What if he found her lacking? Then... Oh, then....

"Ja neee!"

Just like in her dream.

Desperate, Ruby tilted her head and kissed him the way they did in the movies. It was her only basis of comparison. Desperately, she hoped to give him something that he might continue to yearn for.

For Lupin, it was obvious this was her first kiss. But to her credit, it wasn't a bad kiss. It just lacked finesse. She was so obviously a virgin, for he could sense her uncertainty, and he could feel the eagerness for his approval and the bashful excitement that fluttered within her like a hummingbird's wings. They were all tell-tale signs.

Lupin couldn't be sure when, or if, he'd ever kissed a virgin. And stealing this girl's first kiss was an odd thrill. He reveled in it. For anyone else she might kiss in the future, she'd always compare it to him. And with a man like Lupin the Third... he was not to be outdone!

Ruby gasped into his mouth as she felt Lupin's hand move to her hair and the other to her midsection. As he pulled her body down to press firmly against him, he felt the slightest resistance, but gradually she submitted, her form melding to his.

And oh, what a form!

Her bath robe had parted a bit; enough that he could feel that toned gymnast's abdomen pressing against his. Flesh on flesh. Skin against skin. He could feel her against his bare torso. And one thing was absolutely certain; she wasn't cold. Not anymore.

Ruby made a soft sound of alarm as Lupin deepened the kiss, but she did not resist. Gradually, her hands came to rest on his pectorals and she matched his oral movements, fingers flexing against his skin as soft whimpers escaped her lips and entered his.

After slowly raking through her crimson waves, Lupin's hands repositioned. And this time, it was in a manner that would not be denied. Ready or not, Ruby felt the thief's fingers curl around the lapels of her bathrobe and pull the material apart, like a child tearing open a Christmas package.

A cry of alarm escaped Ruby's lips. Their mouths parted for the briefest of moments as she exclaimed, "LUP--!" But he smothered the rest of her protest with his sweet, sultry kisses.

She may not realize it, but Lupin was showing great restraint. His instinct in such a situation, typically, would be to dive headfirst into her bare breasts and ravish her. But instead, he just wrapped his arms around her tightly and kept her pressed against him. He didn't even look at her bared chest. He merely wanted to feel her against him as he kissed her so hotly. And even Ruby had to admit; the feeling was exquisite, if not terrifying.

There was nothing between her breasts and his chest. The sensation was stimulating yet alarming. All of this was so new! So nerve-wracking! But at least he wasn't looking at them. Heart pounding, Ruby planted her hands on the pillow at either side of his head as her lips worked to keep up with his. But on the inside, she was freaking out.

'Oh God. Oh, hell yeah! I'm making out with Lupin! I'm practically at second base!'

'Holy shit. Oh my God! This is bad! Why am I doing this? What happens now? How far will this go? What if he..? What if I...? And if we do, then will he...? Ahhhhh!!!'