The first time (Unwind)

First Time

Connor and Risa stumbled into the room they would share at the Tyler Foundation, exhausted and giddy from a day of celebrations. It was the kind of thing Connor thought he would never do again when he was given that Unwind order so long ago. As he absentmindedly reached up to rub the seams on his neck and down his arms, he saw Risa watching him out of the corner of his eye. 

"Like what you see?" he smirked, which he expected to earn him a playful swat. To his surprise, Risa looked away shyly and blushed.

"I-I was just thinking that I need to put the healing salve on," she said indignantly. Watching the blush creep across her cute face stirred Connor's excitement. 

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" He purred, wrapping his arm around her waist as he sat on the bed, pulling her down onto his lap. She gasped slightly, then swung her leg over the side of him so she was straddling him. Connor felt his breath hitch as time slowed to a stop. Risa gazed at him with those deep eyes, which were beginning to fade from green to her natural warm brown, then slid her hand gently under his shirt. He swallowed hard and closed his eyes, trying to get his desire under control. Her hand snaked up higher, softly tracing the seams of his rewinding from his belly up to his collarbone, evoking a shiver up his back. 

"Risa," he groaned thickly, almost as a warning. Risa's response was a sweet smile.

"Take your shirt off."

"W-what?" Connor felt like all of the air was sucked from his lungs. He would have loved to be flirty about the whole thing, but his heart was racing too quickly to think. Risa cheekily held up the tiny bottle of salve, shaking it lightly between two fingers. 

"You know, for the salve," she whispered. Connor swallowed and lifted his arms, inviting her to remove his shirt. He felt her soft hands against his torso once more, and then his shirt was being pulled gently over his head. 

"Wow," Risa breathed. Connor chuckled slightly at that, which caused Risa to blush once more and hurriedly begin to apply the salve in smooth circular strokes. The relief was immediate as the cooling effect of the lotion spread across his seams. Connor felt his muscles relax and he leaned forward, wrapping his arms around Risa's frame as he rested his forehead against her shoulder. Her heartbeat quickened in his ears as she finished applying the salve to his aching skin. As the soft strokes of her hands slowed, Connor raised his head to meet Risa's eyes. The look in her eyes was burning and dark, and Connor felt that familiar twinge of want.

"Connor," she whispered breathlessly, tracing her fingers lightly up his jaw and into his thick, unruly hair, "I love you." Her eyes dropped to his lips, and before he had a chance to respond, she sealed her lips to his in a heated kiss. Connor returned her passion deeply, lifting one hand up her neck and into her soft wavy hair while the other snaked around to her backside. His tongue gently flicked over her lips and into her waiting mouth, drawing out a soft moan from Risa that drove him wild. When she finally broke away from the fervent kiss, her hair was tousled and her cheeks flushed with color.

"I...hah," Connor gasped, wracking his brain for something teasing to say. Unfortunately, there wasn't much blood left in his brain at this point. Risa dipped her head close to his ear, her hot breath deliciously tickling his neck.

"No more hesitation," she breathed.

Risa's heart pounded in her ears as she studied Connor's face in the dark of their room. His dark eyes flickered unreadably, and Risa felt an embarrassed blush creeping up her neck. "C-Connor?" she stammered, "I didn't mean to—mmf!" Her nervous rambling was quickly silenced by Connor's lips against her own, his hands wandering everywhere over her body, leaving electricity wherever he touched. When he pulled away, he smirked in his classic Connor fashion.