Shirayuki x Obi lemon

Just for today

Shirayuki's pov

"Obi....."
"Please, Shirayuki. Just this once so my heart will settle with contentment of having you for the night"

I look up into his dark eyes.

He stares back into mine.

I'm so sorry Zen.

I let my eye lids close as our lips lock into heated movement, that instantaneous spark of electricity passes through my body making me weak in his arms. Just for one night we will be one, just for one night we will be in love, just for one night we will be ourselves, just for this night we will lose it all.
He takes a step closer to my body and I feel the heat radiating off of him even through his clothes.

This is what I want.
This is my decision.
I take my hands out of his and wound them in his dark hair. Its soft.
His body right against mine, my chest to his with no distance between us. My heart beats so frantically I'm sure he can feel it.
This, this feeling of being free, this feeling of wildness between us is what I desired all along.

We both stumble towards the bed not letting go of each others embrace, breathless and flushed. He lays me down gently onto the softness of his bed and starts tugging my night dress off. Our clothes on the floor a sudden coldness brushes over my naked skin and instinctively I arch my back towards my midnight lover, seeking the warmth he had to offer me. His hands glide over my thighs, travelling higher each second, prolonging the anticipation for what this night might end like. His lips leave mine and travel down my neck and collarbone to the skin of my breasts. the increased sensitivity causes me to gasp. His tongue dances around my hardening nipple, making it wet with his warm saliva. He proceeds to do the same with my other lady lump while snaking his hands through my slightly moist, lacy underwear. Feeling satisfied with the created mood that relaxed my mind, I stop him and reverse our position. With me now on top I lightly caress his cheek, looking into his eyes lovingly before kissing his soft lips with all the built up emotion that I had inside of me that was ready to spill out for so long. The intense passion that was increasing rapidly left us panting. I slide my hand down Obi's chest from his shoulders, moving lower and lower until I reach the waist band of the layer of clothing that is separating my hand from the sensitive area that I long to get to. Taking all the worn garments off, My eyes couldn't help but stare at the naked sight of the male body before me.

All his perfections, all his flaws. I'll embrace them tonight in an act so emotional and sexual it will be hard to remain in my everyday state anymore. I grasp the smooth skin of his length and grip it slightly, watching his expression change from one of awaiting lust to instantaneous pleasure. Enjoying the control of this situation I move my hand in a repeating vertical motion, watching with interest how much of an effect I am creating to someone I care for so deeply. A short, deep sound escapes Obi's lips as he can't help but moan. Intrigued, I crave to hear that sound again, I move my hand faster now hoping for my ears to pick up the unfinished melody that I have heard. There it is again, still quiet but audible enough to signal me that I'm doing my job right. An idea comes into my head, I lean down and bring my face closer to his dick. Pressing my lips onto the tip, I let my saliva run down it as I start to swirl my tongue in a teasingly slow manner around the perimeter of the tip. Hearing my partner gasp at the unexpectedness urges me to carry on. Closing my lips around him I move down further inch by inch taking him in. Upon reaching the limit of how far his meat stick can go in my mouth I repeat this action in a much faster pace, using my hand where I can't reach. Suddenly I feel something tighten around my hair and realise his hand is pushing me further down his shaft. Hearing a louder moan and increased breathing rate I immediately halt my actions and lift my head up, not letting him reach his peak yet. Dissatisfied as he was, we were flipped over again with me at the submissive point once more. Feeling a strange sensation in between my legs, I look to see Obi's hand rubbing circles on my clit. With the strange, addicting sensation greatening in my lower abdomen with each movement that occurs in that area, my already hard breathing doubles as I close my eyes to focus on the foreign pleasure given to me by hand. After a minute I felt something sharp entering me and My heart panics a little but returns to its relaxed state when Obi kisses my lips to calm me down. He pumps his fingers in and out of my pussy, spilling some of my juices on the bed sheets. Feeling ready, he rubs his pride over my sinful genitalia to moisten it some more before breaking through the lock that was on my door called virginity. My gasp echoed in the humid room as my hands reach out for his bare back. 'It will be okay Shirayuki, just trust me.' He whispers caringly with his deep seductive voice in my ear. Closing my eyes, I signal him that it's okay to move. Heat and tingles spreads through me as my night partner begins to move in and out of me. Gradually getting faster as we both got used to it and craved for more, our pants became a synchronised rhythmic melody for us to make love to. Feeling the need to release my vocals out into the room, Obi kisses me furiously to prevent that from happening.

Never have I felt this way before. Never have I done this with anyone before. Never again will it be the same knowing such pleasure exists in this world when with someone you're ready to give your life to.

Sensing that we are both close, our rhythm breaks out of sync becoming more frantic. A million lightning bolts of love, lust, pleasure and sin pierce my body in total ecstasy as my adrenaline filled night comes to an end. Obi throws his head backwards as he experiences the same. Strained voices erupted as the ability to contain them was lost in the mere seconds before the end.

Looking into my lovers eyes, I realise a horrible truth. Here now creep up the days where acting like this night never happened would be the death of my heart as guilt stab deep into me every time I'll see Zen's face. Never will I be the same while having this desire for my love every day of my life from now on...