The Taisho fire

Revelations

Warning; toe curling kiss ahead :D

Gwen almost gasped at the intrusion, but it was a moan that left her mouth when Tōga's sinful, delicious lips proceeded to devour her. Arms of steel snaked around her waist, one warm hand crawling up her spine to settle between her shoulder blades as he hunched forward. His tall frame engulfed her lithe one, surrounding her, crushing her against him. Hisscent filled her nose, his taste her mouth, his breathing echoed in her ears; there was nothing else than him.

He was so intense; there was nothing shy in this kiss. The Inu no Taishō was staking his claim, taking what he desired most without mercy. That she would be the incarnation of such desire baffled her muddled brain, but her body knew best. Every single cell yearned for his presence. So intense that it burnt her defences.

Moulding in his embrace, Gwen's arms sought purchase around his shoulders to wrap herself around his delicious body. A deep vibration answered her actions; his chest was rumbling, almost purring in delight that she would willingly surrender.

They separated for a breath and the light she caught in his eyes was filled with such want that her cheeks were set ablaze. Suddenly, the need to stake her own claim coiled in her belly, and Gwen reached up on tip toes – cursing his impossible height. Gwen framed his tanned cheeks with wonder, marvelling that he would allow her such familiarity.

If this was a dream, she'd rather die than awake.

Tōga's breath was hot on her lips, calling to her, irresistible and she smiled, the curve of her mouth moulding around his. Her whole body hummed against his, drinking his warmth, his incredible vitality. Then his tongue took a swipe at her lips and she responded in kind, tangling the intimate appendage with his in a sensual dance.

How much time passed ? Gwen lost count, for heaven had decided to open its gates, and she couldn't have enough of him. For once, the ever-rolling circle of consistent thoughts disappeared; her senses were overflowed. He tasted like paradise under her tongue, and she idly wondered if he would allow her lips to trace the curve of his chiselled jaw.

One of Tōga's hands drifted to her lower back, brushing the curve of her hips. The caress sent a shiver up her spine, anticipation pooling inside her belly. His hands grabbed her with renewed vigour, securing her nape in a vice grip. Gwen squeaked, her little nose crushed against his skin, flooded by his masculine scent. Every place he touched caught fire, and she knew her skin would scream its loneliness as soon as he walked away from her.

Eventually, Tōga released her mouth and gathered her against him in a mighty hug. The heavy rise and fall of his chest matched hers, and she set her ear upon it; the staccato of his heart was so wild ! Then he kissed her brow, and pulled her chin up to gaze down upon her. The whole world lit up, colours brightening at the joy contained in his simple, yet amazing expression. Gwen tightened her hold upon his waist, marvelling at the muscles that danced under her fingertips; promises of more warmth.

"What now ?", she asked.

The incredulous smile turned smug.

"Now I'm taking you home", he whispered against her lips. "... and never letting you go."

Gwen's cheeks blazed at the implication. Home... ? Flustered, she bit her lips.

"Well, I knew you were pretty intense after all."

His brow furrowed a little, wariness infusing his elated expression.

"Too fast ?"

Gwen shook her head, the dizziness from their kiss causing the room to spin a little.

"Nah, I get we've been a little slow. We have to make up for it, right ?"

She could blame the lack of oxygen for their heavy make out session, but he was so damn intoxicating that she wouldn't mind dying kissing him. It still felt like a dream; if she let go, would he disappear forever ?