Chain Me

A Proper Reunion (Finally)

     The silk beneath me makes me smile as I do my morning stretch. I groan and flip to my stomach, pulling a pillow to me. Lost is in the bathroom, doing her own morning routine, and I'm waiting for her to come back to me. Lost's bed is somehow more comfortable than mine and I don't want to leave.
     "Kahlan!" Lost shouts suddenly, scaring the crap out of me.
     I spin to my back and lift myself onto my elbows, and find her standing at the foot of the bed, bare chested aside from the amulet Tiffany gave her. But the most shocking aspect of it all is that her torso is scar free. Her brown skin is free of any blemishes.
     "A full dose got rid of all of them," she declares proudly, turning to let me see her back. Again, her skin is perfect thanks to a full dose of the serum, which she agreed to take last night. Then, making me giggle like a schoolgirl, she pulls down her pajama bottoms and shows off everything. "See?"
     "Oh, I see, all right," I chuckle. Lost had no shame when it came to her body before, but now she's eager to show it off. Her thighs hold no scars and there's nothing but hair on her crotch as is natural. Speaking of, she's done a little scaping since last I saw.
     My phone buzzes and I finally rip my eyes from Lost's delicious body to reach off the bed to get my jeans I was wearing last night. I fish out my phone and read the text message on screen. It's a congratulations from Leon about last night. He wants to meet Lost, too. Pulling myself back onto the bed to lay on my stomach I think about how to respond to that.
     "What's that?" Lost hums. I look over my shoulder and find her crawling on top of me, her body pressing into mine. She kisses my cheek and places her hands at my sides. Then she moves apart my legs with a knee and settles between them. Unfortunately she's put her clothes back on.
     The actions have me grinning from ear to ear, and I damn Joanne for ever making me think Lost would pull away from me. "Leon wants to meet you."
     Lost makes a disgruntled noise and moves her mouth to my shoulder blade. "Do I have to meet him?" she mumbles childishly into my skin.
     "I guess not, but meeting him once might not be a bad idea."
     "When do I have to do it?"
     "I'm not sure. When do you want to?"
     She groans and lowers herself so her elbows are on the bed, her forearms under my armpits, most of her body weight on me. "Will you come with me?"
     I kiss her bandaged arm in my face. The bandages are fresh. She probably changed them in the bathroom. "Of course."
     "Then you can pick the time."
     I shoot a quick text to ask when Leon's free then toss my phone to the side. "How are you feeling?"
     "Good. My arm is just a little red now. It looks like a dog bit me but didn't eat too much. That serum works really well. I can see why you wanted me to use it."
     "Does this mean you'll use it from now on?"
     Humming in thought, Lost kisses my skin again. "To be fair, Tiffany's amulet prevented me from being hurt too badly in the first place." But then she gives my butt a good rubbing with her crotch, surprising me. "Though that serum has given me a boost of energy..."
     I bite my lip and glance over my shoulder. Not only am I completely interested in Lost's newfound energy, but, God damn, I love being taken from behind. Wanting more, I push back into Lost cautiously to see how she reacts. To my great delight her eyes flash color and she lifts up to her hands again so she can put more oomph into her next thrust. It makes me grin and I only wish I had slept naked. My underwear rubbing against me can only work for so long. I'm sure Lost is considering our clothes a hindrance, too.
     "You're making me dizzy," Lost groans, dropping her head, and I'm afraid I've started something when she's not healthy enough. I twist to look at her better but she pushes me back down roughly and growls. I gulp as her hand on my back firmly keeps my chest to the sheets, and I squeak when my legs are spread further apart. I'd be afraid if I weren't enjoying this so damned much. I trust her to stop... or give me what I want.
     "You love this," she growls. She pushes into me so hard I squeak, and I wiggle onto my knees for a better angle, ready for the next.
     "Oh, God," I moan as an agreement. I do, I do love it. I move my head to rest on my cheek and reach under me and between my legs to cup Lost the best I can. She bucks and grabs onto my hips, digging her nails into my skin. She's never been like this with me and I know it's my primal lust running through her making her act this way. I'm not complaining at all.
     The fabric of my underwear tears as Lost yanks them down my thighs, but the sound of them ripping has me breathing heavy.
     "Sorry," Lost says as I hear the useless garment land somewhere beside the bed, but she doesn't sound sorry at all. And I don't care.
     I lift myself to my elbows and squirm for Lost to do something, anything, to me. I'm already halfway there, damn it. This position never fails to have me squealing and coming quick. She kisses my lower back and reaches around to drag her hands over my chest. I bite my lip as her fingers reach the apex of my thighs. She slides her hands down then up, scratching at my skin playfully. But she never touches where I desperately want her to.
     "You're so wet..." Lost whispers in awe. Her breath washes over the skin of my back and her teeth graze me.
     I look down and find a string of myself dripping to the sheets. That's going to leave a stain. But Lost did say that sex on silk is worth the trouble.
     Making me sigh in relief, she snakes a hand between my legs and spreads my lips with her fingers, playing. She circles my already throbbing clit, then runs the pad of a finger over it. I breathe through my mouth and wiggle for more, whimpering, ready to beg if necessary. I love teasing as much as the next girl but come on...
     My body bounces forward and I fall to my chin, crying out in pleasure, as fingers slip inside me. I grab handfuls of silk and push back, taking as much in me as Lost can give. She slides another finger into me and a clear, long moan of, "Fuck," tumbles from my lips. She snickers at my cuss.
     Eyes rolling back, my thighs shake. Lost has started a steady rhythm and I can barely focus. She hits me just where I want it, over and over, and she's going harder, making my vision blur. My lips move rapidly and I hear myself begging for her to give me more. Just... more.
     A slap to my ass pushes me closer to the edge and I bite down on a pillow, trembling. Another slap comes and the fingers inside me twist perfectly. Tears are pushed from the corners of my eyes. My moans become pathetic exhalations of pure ecstasy and I fight to keep myself on my knees. I need the angle, I need Lost to hit that spot.
     God, and she does. She gives me what I want and I tense and scream and let my orgasm come crashing into me. I can't keep myself up any longer and I fall to the bed, accidentally forcing Lost to slip out of me.
     My heart is hammering against my chest. My body is well loosened. All I can do is whimper. I want to give Lost something in return, but, honestly, I don't think I can move for a little while. But I do. Though not because I want to. Lost flips me onto my back and resettles between my legs, on her knees. Her fingers are coated with me and I lick my lips, moving my eyes to her face. Her eyes are glazed over, lips parted, and there's a flush to her cheeks. She looks like how I imagine I do right now.
     "Have you," I breathe, swallowing. "Did you come?"
     She nods dumbly, eyes blinking slowly. Her body is even wobbling slightly. Oh yeah, she definitely came. "You... That was... intense..." I swear she's seeing stars.
     I manage a breathy chuckle, my chest still heaving. "Come here..." I want her weight on me as my body calms.
     But she slides down the bed to have her face level with my crotch. "I... I..." she wobbles out. "You're so... I have to... Please?"
     I'm still throbbing, and her breath between my legs gives me the chills. But looking down I see my reflection on her face. She wants to eat me as badly as I had wanted her to take me from behind.
     I swallow and nod, taking hold of the sheets at my side in preparation. Then her tongue gently tastes my clit and I moan shakily. But the best part is that her moan is much louder than mine. Her hands grip my thighs to spread my legs wider and a string of curses fall from my lips. God, she's going at me like she's starving.
     My heartbeat is in my ears, the only noises in the background being my hot, heavy breathing and my high pitched whimpers. I grab onto Lost's head and tangle my fingers into her hair, catching my lower lip in my mouth. My sensitive nerves are on fire again. Lost's hand travels up my sweat soaked belly and under my tank top to my breasts while her mouth still moves over me. Head thrown back, I scratch at Lost's head and lift up to meet her. So close. I'm so damned close again.
     Lost squeezes my breast and lays her tongue flat over my clit. I slap a hand over hers, silently telling her to grab harder, and keep my other hand on her head as I shamelessly fuck her face. I'm probably acting like a selfish lover but I'm going to come and I have no intention of stopping now. The promise of another orgasm has me forgetting my exhaustion from the first one.
     Lost growls just as I'm pushed over the edge, and her nails digging into my skin only make my orgasm more enjoyable. I end up smiling and laughing while I shake and spasm, head spinning. Lost comes up and exhales sharply. I look down at her and find a grin on her face, her mouth and chin glistening.
     "You taste amazing," she says dreamily. She licks her lips and groans, savoring my flavor.
     My eyes remain on her face as she swipes at her chin and sucks on her fingers. Holy hell, that's hot. "Are you ready for your turn?"
     "Hm?" Lost sits on her heels but she's not right yet and almost falls to the side. She steadies herself, though, and smiles. "I already came. I always do when you do. I feel what you feel, remember?"
     I reach my hand toward her and pucker my lips. "Well, don't you think it'd be more fun to have one of your own? To have me touch you and kiss you..." I crook my finger and Lost comes down to me, placing her hands at my sides so she can hover. I caress her cheek then give her a light peck. She growls so I deepen the kiss, getting a dose of myself still clinging to her lips and tongue.
     "Doesn't it feel better this way?" I drawl, my hand crawling over Lost's belly. She sucks in a breath and gulps. I smile wickedly and lay my palm flat on Lost's lower stomach, fingers just peeking under the waistband of her pajama bottoms. She bares her teeth and lowers her hips.
     "I knew it," I mumble, pulling my hand away. She groans in dismay and whispers "No, no," shaking her head. I smirk and free her from her pants, sliding my hands over her ass to the backs of her thighs, taking the pjs with me. Her breathing gets heavy and she lifts her knees one by one to take her pants all the way off for me.
     I grab the back of Lost's neck and bring her forehead down to mine. "I've always wanted to do this to you," I whisper. Then I plunge my free hand between our bodies and slowly slide my fingers over and into her. Her eyes screw shut and she thrusts against my hand, her mouth open, cracked moans coming out. Her hands at my sides push harder into the mattress.
     My fingers curl, and as Lost spreads her legs further, I mumble, "Tell me it doesn't feel good." The last time we had sex I didn't get to give as much as I got. This is going to be different. She's going to enjoy every moment of us together. "Tell me you don't like it."
     Lost jerks against my hand and groans. I push deeper into her and rub the heel of my hand over her engorged clit.
"Tell me," I whisper.
     Her face slips to the crook of my neck, her cold amulet falling to rest on my hot skin, and she whimpers, "That... would be... Ohh... A lie..."
     My fingers are soaked with her and I can't help but moan myself. The way she humps my hand and growls into my neck is so damn sexy. I could fuck Lost all day and never get tired of it.
     "I'm... I'm..." she moans, her movements becoming erratic. Her words turn unintelligible and I feel her clench around my fingers. I give her all I can and lick her ear, scratching my nails down her back. Her head lifts and, catching me completely off guard, she yowls at the ceiling. She either just came or is really upset at the roof. By the way she grabs my wrist and keeps me in her for a few more seconds before pulling me out, I'd say she just came.
     She tries to catch her breath and looks down at me with those blazing eyes of hers. I bring my fingers to my lips and keep eye contact with her as I lick them clean. Her lidded gaze follows every flick of my tongue.
     "How do I taste?" she almost snarls, and I realize I've gotten her going again.
     But who cares? Like I said, I'd fuck her all day. "Delicious," I tease, sucking my fingers into my mouth.
     Lost chuckles and takes my wrist to remove my fingers from between my lips. She pins my arm to the bed then dips her head and kisses me messily. I laugh into her mouth. I'm ready to go another round- Hell, maybe two or three. I still haven't had my mouth between her legs and I really, really want to- but, making both of us groan in frustration, the doorbell rings. Lost rolls off of me and covers her face with her forearm.
     "Can we ignore it?" she asks, a hand on her belly.
     I sit up. "It could be important." No one comes over unless it's necessary. So I get off the bed and slip on my jeans from last night, shivering at having myself covered with something other than Lost. My torn underwear lay by the door and I smirk as I walk out into the hall. There's another knock and I hurry to answer. Emma is standing just outside.
     "Hey," she greets me, looking concerned.
     I brush my hair out of my face and put a hand on my hip, trying to seem nonchalant. "Yeah, hey. What's up?"
     "Um... Did you hear that noise?"
     Oh, God, I hope my face isn't red. I can't tell Emma what that noise was. That's just too embarrassing.
     "...don't want to sound like a whimp," Emma says, "but noises like that usually are up Cas's alley, and since you do all the freaky stuff, too..."
     "I've got it handled," I say quickly, just wanting Emma to go away. "I heard it, yeah. I'm on it. Don't worry."
     Emma exhales in relief. "Okay, cool. Thanks."
     "Yep. Yes. No problem. See you." I shut the door before Emma can say anything more or try to make small talk with me. How embarrassing. I have to cover Lost's mouth in the future, or I just might have to buy her a gag. Oh, that could be fun.
     "I'll try to be quiet next time," Lost says from directly behind me. Jeez, she needs a bell or something.
     I turn to her and place a hand on her chest, patting it. "No, no. We just... need to be more discreet." Thankfully it wasn't Cas or Mariam that showed up at the door. They would have definitely asked more questions. They're probably out on a mission, which is good for me. Anyway, Lost and I should stop. Leon probably texted me with our meet up time and I want to be prepared for it.
     "I'm hungry," Lost comments as she moves to the kitchen. It's then that I notice she's still half naked. Shaking my head, I join her to find something to eat. Can't meet Leon on an empty stomach.