Even if the sky is falling down - A Volodymyr Zelenskyy fanfiction

Chapter 4 - Breaking more than one rule

I must have been fallen asleep because the next thing I realize is a warm body cuddling next to mine. I turn around to proof if I'm dreaming or if it is really Volodymyr who got into my bed. "I was hoping not to wake you up, I'm sorry", he says. "What are you doing here?", I ask him. "Breaking more than one rule", he responds. I can't help but giggle. I feel like a teenage girl who does something forbidden.

"I finally wanted to feel your touch", Volodymyr pulls me back to reality. "I thought about that often, but I was not courageous enough to tell you. I was not sure if you're feeling the same for me. And at least, I don't want to lose you because you do a perfect job as my editor", he tells me. "It's not your fault. It was my stupidity that kept us from becoming something more", I answer. "But we should not think about the things we could have had but about the things we currently have". I try to change the focus.

"Currently, I don't want to talk much longer", he tells me and pulls me in for a deep kiss. The first kiss he gave me was full of love and pain and giving. This kiss was different, more needy, more taking, more looking for something he's going to finally make it his.

He pushes me on my back and hovers himself up over me. It feels so natural doing this and due to the fact that I know him for so long, I don't feel nervous. Volodymyr starts to smile as if he reads my thoughts. Alone this smile makes me forget the whole world around me. I pull him down to continue kissing but he has other plans. He slowly pulls my shirt up and uncovers my belly. He spreads little kisses on it. I close my eyes and concentrate on this perfect feeling he's already giving me. Without waisting time, his hands move up and pull the shirt over my head. When he looks at my breasts for some seconds, I try to find out if he likes their size or not. He answers my question as he starts to cover them with his hands and smiles again. He leans over me and kisses my collarbone and afterwards my neck. He bites my earlobe as if he wants to show me that he's going to eat me up.

He suddenly pulls me up in a sitting position and opens my bra to finally let it go. He gently lets me lay back down and focusses on my breasts again. As his tongue reaches my nipple, I can feel myself leaving my state of admiration and going over to really enjoy what he's doing. I notice that he hasn't taken off one single part of his clothes, what immediately must be changed. I lay my hands under his shirt and make my way up his body to his hairy chest. He pulls his shirt off faster than I was expecting. He lays down on me that our skins meet for the first time. He moves down my body to look for all the places where I like to be touched.

"Maybe you want to show me all that you are", he suddenly asks me. It also sounds as if he was looking for permission to remove my pants and panties.

"I don't just want to show you but be all yours", I respond. "I think, you finally deserve that", I add. He smiles and pulls down the rest of my clothing and again takes his time to study the areas of my body that are new to him.

I finally find the courage to tease him and slowly spread my legs. Immediately, something in his face changed and I can see lust rising. He leans down back on me and starts to explore my most intimate place with his hand. He is welcomed by a wetness that was building up the more clothes I was losing. I need to moan as soon as he finds my entrance. When he pushes two fingers inside me, I start to care about his erection. I open his belt and unzip his pants. He removes his hand from me to help his pants fall down. When he wants to come back without wasting time, I put my hand on his chest to keep him up. I want to see what expects me to fulfill me in a few minutes.

Just as he did, I take some time to get to know the part of his body that was a secret for me before. Because he is already hard and ready for his visit, I don't need to do anything to tease him a little more. But my need to touch his masculinity is stronger. I start to stroke him. He immediately reacts and begins to moan. He places his hand back between my legs and shares his pleasure with me. When we kiss each other again, I can feel things getting more concrete.

He places himself between my thighs and comes close to me. With his eyes he checks if I'm ready for all of him. I encourage him to finally stick our bodies together through my fingers grabbing his upper arm. He gives a little thrust and gently slides inside me.

I stop breathing the moment he completes me. I never ever want to let this feeling go.

He starts to move. I can feel that he enjoys every thrust he gives to me. I can feel the pleasure it gives to him. I can feel the love he has for me.

I join action and press my legs tighter together. I grab his chin and force him to look at me. He tells a thousand things about love and lust with his eyes. I move my hips to join his rhythm and to encourage him to push harder. He does two times but then slows down the pace again. "I will cum in a short time if we go like that. I haven't done this for a while, you know...", he tells me honestly. "It's okay, don't torture yourself", I respond. When he seems to be not sure what he should do next, I decide for him. He deserves that orgasm more than I do 'cause my blindness was the reason he didn't get it earlier. I cross my legs over his back and arch my own to let him go deeper inside me than before. I rock my hips against him and pull his bottom close to me. He can't hold back any longer and releases himself into me with a deep moan.

After he has his breath again, I pull him down to kiss my life into him. I don't want to make him feel bad or guilty because I haven't cum. "It's okay, I wanted it this way. It's the smallest thing I can do to make amends", I say to him.

But being the perfect man he is, he has other plans for me. Without responding anything, he pulls himself out and comes back with his fingers. This time, he not only slides into me with passion, but also pays attention for my clitoris. I need to take a heavy breath as he starts to fondle my most sensitive point.

"Let me formulate a rule", he suddenly says. "If I win, you win. If I lose, you lose. And from now on, if I cum, you cum". "I'm absolutely okay with that", I respond. "Then show me, how you like it", he says. I grab his finger and increase the pressure on my clit. "And faster, baby. I need it faster", I tell him.

He leans down on me and starts to suck my breasts while he increases pace and pressure between my legs. I close my eyes and think about his penis sliding in and out of me as it did just some minutes ago. I run my hands through his hair what finally turns me on. "Cum for me", he whispers into my ear. I feel myself slipping over the edge of control. An incredible feeling spreads in my body. When I come back to earth, I simply kiss him again.