Summer's End - Bucky and Mel Universe 1

Practical Magic

"It's nothing bad," she said quickly. "I would understand if this is too much for you, and you wouldn't want to see me any more..."
"What are you talking about?!? Of course I want to see more of you. I want you in my life."
"You're too important to the world to be distracted by me," she stated looking down.
He caught her mouth in a deep kiss, he wanted so much more. He wanted to love her, make love to her so that she would know that she wasn't as insignificant as she thought she was. He wanted to make love to her in a way to make her forget who she was, claim her to ensure she would only be his. She didn't push him away but melted into him.
"Let me show you," she said. She leaned forward, turning away from him, she let the gown drop from her shoulders, exposing her back. There across her back were two large scars, each starting from the shoulder blades and fanning out in what looked like the skeletal markings of wings. "I'm not beautiful, I'm pretty scared up, please accept me." She was baring it all out for him and giving him a chance to leave if he wanted to. He picked up his hand and slowly traced on of the scars over her back, there was a deep inhalation. A tear, slowly ran down her face in the silence. Then he began kissing her back softly from the top of her spin to the bottom. Then drew the gown closed and held her. The silence acceptance was unbearable. She shuttered.
"You are the most perfect thing I have ever been around," James whispered into her ear. Her core melted.
Matt walked in, "It feels like I am interrupting something."
"Ooh, did you remember, the shoes?"
"Yes, I got the shoes." Matt said.
James gave her a look, "What, Matt has excellent taste in clothes, I am sure he put something together I could wear. Now gentlemen, if you excuse me I'd like to get dressed."
James left the room, "That includes you too, Matt."
Matt did pick out a good selection, but he had picked out flats instead of her normal heels she loved wearing. Even her heeled boots would have been more acceptable than flats. She brushed her teeth, thank god, and her hair before going out to the hallway.
"I think I pissed him off," Mel stated when she noticed Matt wasn't around any longer.
"What would you like to do?" James asked.
"Seriously, I just want to go home and take a shower, maybe get something to eat."
"Did you shrink?"
"Oh ha ha, very funny. Not all of us are giants like you."
He reached around and squeezed her ass, he stooped down and kissed her.
James borrowed a car from the motor pool, he didn't want her on his bike he explained. She pouted a bit but understood. He kept her hand in his the drive back to her apartment. She closed her eyes and let the sun play with the leaves and the shadows on their way back.
She opened the door, brought him in and locked it behind them. She started to walk towards the master bath, taking one article of clothing off for each step she took. She was laying herself bare in front of him, quite literally. She let her hair down and it fall in soft waves over her breasts. She turned, and looked deeply into his eyes, her green eyes flashing.
"This is what I am...." She said. As she said it, a glimmer went over her skin like liquid metal. It coated her entire body except for her eyes. She glowed. "Can you accept me as this?"
"My god, you're beautiful," he said without hesitation and crushed her mouth into his. She transformed back and began walking towards the shower, turning it on.
"Come on, what are you waiting for?" She called.
Not having to be asked twice, he stripped and joined her in the shower. She had already washed her hair and was beginning to lather the bath poof as he slid in behind her.
"Don't turn around," he whispered into her ear nibbling it then working his way down her neck to her back. She ceased to think. His hands caressed her breasts and she arched back into him. "No you don't, I've wanted this since the day you bumped into me, I want to draw this out and enjoy it." He squeezed a nipple hard and moved his other hand to her clit working it methodically.
She reached back to his head running her fingers through his hair and along his cheek. She pushed her butt into him groin but was too short. When she tried to turn around, he stilled her and continued working her body. She gripped his forearm to help steady herself, she was about to come undone when he slowed and crushed her mouth from behind with his. He then took his fingers and placed it in her mouth, slowly pulling them out and placing them in his. "This is mine," he said. Her breathing had quickened, he grabbed her hand and began using it on her clit and inserting it in her, she was so wet, so hot. She ceased seeing and was a creature now of want and need and emotion. He was using her own hand to fuck her and it was unbelievably hot. He could feel her legs start to go limp, James wrapped his metal arm around her waist still using her other hand. She exploded. He held her there as she panted and came down. Then proceeded to wash her gently. He turned off the water and dried them both off. James turned down the bed and placed her in. James got in facing her brushing her damp hair out of her face.
"I'm not done with you yet, seeing how you just got out of the hospital, I think you earned a bit of rest."
Her eyes grew wide.
"It's been a really, really long time ...." She started to say.
"It's been probably a little longer for me." James smiled.
She looked at him with a question on her face.
"I'm over a hundred."
"I always did like older men, they always new what they were doing," she stated and nuzzled into him.
"I want to make love to all of you, your body, your mind, your soul. I want to be imprinted on ever fiber of your being." James began at the top of her head and held down one arm above her head as he made his way to her lips. She used her free hand to caress his face the tickling of his heard on her skin was intoxicating. Mel wished that this movement, their little world of her bedroom would last forever. She felt freer than she ever had before. He began worshipping her breasts one at a time. They were perfect, not too big, not too small, perfectly balanced for her frame.
"Oh, James," she moaned.
"I love it when you say my name, Melinda." No one had ever used her true name when making love and it earned him the response he was hoping form.
He worked his way down her body, bringing his head to her clit. Her mons was smooth, in fact, she was smooth all over. No sign of shaving, waxing he thought or that electric thing. He worked her with his tongue sucking her juices ever so often. She could feel that she was dripping. She pushed his head deeper and he nipped her a bit in the thigh.
"Play nice." He warned. God, if he wanted her to play nice, she was going to play the nicest thing he ever did want and melted before him.
She felt him fingers start to stroke her inner core, at first with only one finger. "God, you're so tight. Are you tight for me?" He hummed into her clit sending small tremors throughout her body. He was stroking slowly and deep at first, then began to quicken the pace. He added a second finger, sucking her clit deeply and fondling one of her breasts. Her back was arched so high now, it was a wonder she didn't break from the angle.
"Please, James, I need to cum. I want to cum for you."
"You will, just not yet."'
Tears we escaping her eyes. He added a third finger and spread her knees further apart. He coated his cock with her juices and positioned himself to enter her. God he was thick, she thought. He eased himself into her to the hilt, she felt his balls slap her ass as he placed his arm under her and raised her off the bed, kissing up her sternum, to her mouth.
"See how amazing you taste, Melinda. Say you're mine."
"I'm yours," she couldn't think straight.
"Open your eyes, look at me, make me your whole world, live in my eyes." James said tenderly.
She opened her eyes and locked them with his. Yes, she could live there and become his whole world. She wrapped her legs around him. Her hands on the back of his neck and mechanical arm to steady herself as he pumped into her.
Then she exploded around him, fireworks went off in her eyes, she kissed him hard. She was rewarded with his release into her. Strong and powerful. She doubt she was going to be able to walk straight in the morning.
They collapsed onto the bed into each other's arms giggling and kissing. She never felt so free in her life. She got up, and sure enough she couldn't walk in a straight line.
"Where are you going?" He asked as she stumbled with a smirk on his face.
"I'll be right back." She peed, rinsed off and hopped back into bed. He got up and did the same. When he returned, she was napping peacefully. She looked like an angel. She had to be magic because his heart felt lighter than it had ever felt before. He got in next to her, even though it was afternoon, he fell asleep and had the most peaceful sleep he had ever had in years.