Touga practically falls upon you in a rush... as you draw him back with you upon the bed.. his wounds forgotten in the heat of the moment.. mostly healed now through your efforts anyway.. his jacket falls from his shoulders in the motion..revealing his lightly bandaged torso. He is a figure of masculine fortitude.. lithely graceful yet compactly muscled in his lanky form.. his muscles chizeled like smooth soft stone.. his knees spread out a bit as does his elbows.. to keep most of his weight off you.. however his lips passionatly merge with your own..nuzzling and shifting over and over..seeking the moist warmth of your loving lips..his hands running along the sides of your upper arms.. his crimson locks flood about your head like a curtain..as the warmth mutually builds and builds.. Utena mms, weakly at first but you can feel her pulse fluttering in her throat, rising swiftly as her body arches up to press her chest against yours... her hands trailing over your chest and back, flickering and delicate, careful to avoid the wounds... her breath still shared with you, moving out of her mouth and into yours, the kiss increasingly needful and passionate as she talks.. between.. kisses.. "... Touga..." Her own pink tresses fanned out wild and medusa like, links and coils on the pillow. And the flow moves through her, urging her up and into you.. but while kissing, she throws her weight up and over you, trying to flip you over onto your back. Touga can feel the warmth rising.. he's wanted to do this since the moment he saw you in the street that evening.. he's so wanted to touch you.. to be touched by you.. his lips are eager..almost frantic.. he's never felt this ALIVE before..even with countless other women.. none have stirred his soul so much.. his lips finally trail from yours and begin to run along the side of your cheek.. trailing down your delicate jaw..he feels a strange sense of vertigo..and realizing why as you actually flip HIM over! For a brief instant this amazes him..as he's been with many partners..but none with enough fire to dare try to usurp him.. but he must admit.. he's growing to like it as his long locks flit from your head..and sprawl about his own like a sanguine halo.. leaning up just a bit.. to continue kissing your neck.. his wounds must be minor indeed..one hand behind him for balance.. the other about your waist..he softly murmurs, "..Utena.." his lungs filled with rising passion.. Utena keeps kissing you, but the kiss changes from one long unbroken connection into several smaller, sharper kisses, her teeth playing along your lip, nibbling gently, drawing the lip out and biting gently.. almost like an animal... she's young and strong, and she wanted this badly from the moment she saw you.. the time and distance between us only making it more painful and the need stronger... she straddles you easily, blessing you with her smile as she rests her weight lightly over your stomach, her hands caressing your neck and chin.. her own face flushed with blood and yet glowing with her happiness... gazing down on you, as if she's conquered you, and her smile is hungry. "You're mine, you know.." Touga feels your affections upon his lips..his eyes halfhood for a moment as he simply feels the pleasure..then as your break the contact he lies back.. looking up to you as you sit upon his firm abdomin.. he chuckles breathelessly.. as his strong chest rises and falls quickly, "I wouldn't rather be anywhere else in the entire world..than right here beneath you.." he smiles widely..but sincerely.. prehaps a touch challengingly as well..arms wide at his sides..hands rising to your thighs at eitherside of him..gently stroking the long muscles.. Utena mms. "Wouldn't you..?" She giggles in a rush, leaning down and kissing your chest as well, needful little sucklings as her hips settle and she repositions herself, sliding down along your body faintly, her hands moving to hold yours down at your sides... hair silken and tickling along her shoulders and yours. She wipes back her hair and lets out a shuddering breath... something penetrating even through the haze of her lust.. "... y'know.." She almost gasps, fire-red face... "We're in a church..." Touga feels you run your lips along his practice toned muscles on his chest.. tasting around the slender bandages.. as you can almost feel his heartbeat.. his eyes flutter for a moment as he feels you searching him..mmmning at the touch of your silken hair as it slides along him.. an almost hypnotic sensation as he's mesmerised for a moment.. his similarly flushed face is brung to attention at your gasp.. then smiles again, "Beneath a church.. to be accurate.." still keeping his cool.. or his heat in this case.. his blue violet eyes search you for a moment.. as he checks your expression.. Utena laughs, giddily. "... You're right. Under a church. So it's okay..." She just.. gazes down at you again, drinking in every line of your features.. every muscle of your jaw and neck.. before reaching her hands down, to take yours, and bring them to her chest.. still covered by the jacket, nonetheless... she guides your fingers to her buttons... letting the animalistic pace fall back into a slower and more deliberate, thoughtout advance... smiling quietly, her eyes sinking closed...settling herself again, the movement of her hips tightly locked over you, she arcs forward just slightly... Touga smiles as he finds your expression to his liking.. his hands need little guidance.. as they expertly begin to assert control over themselves.. fingers lacing with the buttons.. teasingly his touch is featherlight.. barely a whisp you can feel through the fabric.. as the first of the buttons comes undone..followed by the second.. the third.. one after the other.. as his eyes remain intensely upon your own..he shifts a bit.. his legs sliding about as his hips shift as well...settling also.. he continues to look upon your expression even as you close your eyes.. as he peels off the now open jacket slowly..sliding it off your arms.. Utena mms softly, a deep, low sound in her throat, her body shivering as it's uncovered... still layers to go, like stripping a rose; her perfect pink mouth makes an o shape... "... touch me.." she whispers through a fluttering tone... almost pained in her expression.. ".. please.." And her eyes open... her hands slipping along your arms, sinuous as snakes, down to your chest.. down over her own sides and behind herself toward your slacks and the seals there, to free you... Touga wholeheartedly obeys.. replying with the lightest of purrs, like a jungle cat, deep and resonant..sitting up just a bit as you lean back.. his hands now slowly traveling along your shoulders..tugging at your undershirt..waiting for your arms to align before tugging that off.. as the fabric hugs your features..slipping off like a warm tube of cotton..he pauses at the final stripe of fabric on your torso.. eyes finally permitted to lower down over your body.. an almost inquisitive purr as his fingertips run along your collarbone.. then down further..further... lightly beginning to trace around the outline of your undergarment.. as your hands feel along his hips...the seals there easy enough to undo...as you can feel a powerful warmth within.. Utena keeps her hands held behind herself, slipping her small white fingers carefully into the warm space she opened in the folds of your slacks... seeking delicately, as her chest is uncovered slowly by your hands.. the next garment could arguably be a problem to remove.. since she is holding her hands back.. and you don't really want her to stop what she's doing there... she feels so warm to your touch, warm and shivering, running her tongue along her mouth... Touga's hands pause along the sides of your ribs...gripping gently as he feels you fishin within the openning of his slacks.. beneath another layer.. you find him... incredibly warm and aroused.. he sucks in a quick breath through his teeth..as if steeling himself.. purring once again.. eyes growing just the slightest bit distant as he focuses on that sensation.. Utena giggles faintly, watching your eyes roll into the back of your head... she swings her leg off you and rolls a bit to the side to remove those obstructions from your form... still keeping her own shorts on for the moment... then returning herself to her original position... except now her back is to you and she hunches over that warm and aroused member... tightly straddling your chest with her hips, she leans low, breathing gently along the top of you, her lips pursed... her knees holding your arms back pinned at your sides... Touga watches you shift about upon him.. as his eyes refocus from the slight reprieve.. he begins to wonder how many other guys you have been with as you seem, amazingly, to know what your doing.. then you reseat upon his chest..pinning him back down as your thighs feel the toned muscles in his biceps.. as you breath over him.. his eyes flutter once again as he lets out a stronger moan..leaning his head back.. long crimson locks trailing around his head like a halo.. no longer questioning as he just thanks his lucky stars you are... Would you believe none? She doesn't know how she's doing it either.. just that it feels right... the flow of instinct carrying her forward and through... as if telling her what to do... as if she's already done this before... and with you, too.. this feels familiar. But it would be almost impossible to question when she cranes her neck gently, her hands resting on your legs, and the smallest, moistest tip of her tongue just plays gently there... not a full consumption, she doesn't take you in.. just tickles and teases with her mouth, breathily mocking you... wanting to make you suffer with wanting a little, as her weight settles more heavily... ".. you want this..." Not a question; she KNOWS. Touga is usually the one in control.. unlike you he's had so many others its like a formula. A routine bit of math that he's memorized to the point of nausea. All women to him are formulaic.. a simple question with a universal answer.. but this... This is incredible... he tries to keep a dignity in his voice.. hinting that he's still in control.. but that was not a question.. as he feels your moist little teases.. sending goosebumps along his arms you can feel along your inner thighs..in a tone you can hear is fighting to be neutral..controlled, "...yess..." but loses out in the end.. as the raw heat drags the confession out of him.. he wants it.. OH how he wants it bad.. Utena teases you more, not letting you have it yet, trying to work you to a point of agony... as a bit of payback for the callous way you handled her earlier... you could call it affectionate torture as she holds your writhing body in place and nips and licks very gently, never as long as you want, never as long as you NEED of her... making little shapes with the tip of her tongue, ".. tell me.. tell me how much you want this..." she breathes hoarsely, her lust fading slightly in the pleasure of deliciously tormenting your body, feeling a little pleasure at taming you, enjoying having you under her and needing her... staking her claim undeniably. Touga can't help but laugh just a little bit.. a sound which is muffled with a moan as you nip.. that line is one he's used himself on so many.. and one he planned on using on you... he's never heard that uttered from the lips of a partner before... the sheer joy at that realization.. the power you hold over him.. makes him a hundred fold more content and happy than he ever was before.. he can't help but play along.. as your instincts serve you well.. as that torture is one no man.. not even Touga.. can ignore, "... Very..very much..." in a tone that tries to be calm.. but with inflections bordering on yelling.. amazed anyone can bring such an omission from him.. Soon, you're not going to be able to take it, are you...? Utena giggles... and drags it out.. and out... tongue touching spaces randomly... you can't predict what little area she'll fire at next... a slow, langourous lick once, a play of her mouth, a tiny kiss at the tip... ".. what do you want to do to me for this...?" she whispers to you... into you... ".. for making you wait...?" Enjoying this, savoring it... she never had power over anything until recently.. and claiming you feels like an even greater victory... her giggle haunting but oh GOD do you want her... what will you do...? Touga, for once, is at a loss... he indeed can't take much more of this..as he practically winces with the raw tension and frustration he feels.. if he gives her an honest answer.. she could very well drag it out even FURTHER.. but if he lies.. she could know it.. the indecision..for someone whom is bored of knowing all the answers.. is exhilerating.. he breathlessly intones, "... I'll be sure to think of something... when.. the roles are...reversed.. " he huffs.. chuckling just slightly along with your giggling.. almost pained moaning escapes in it's wake.. Utena swallows you after you speak those words... but still only for a moment... a few seconds, you feel the warmth spreading over you, enveloping you in perfect, soft, tight silk... and then to your pain she withdraws again, lifts her head away... wiping back her hair with a gesture... so cruel, you didn't think she could be this cruel.. but you know that you're truly loving it... being her prisoner in this way.. and you can think of so many delicious revenges... her fingers teasing now as well as her tongue and mouth... working you most delicately, artistically... nails very carefully trailing along the hardness under the base of you... adding a razor pleasured pain to the other sensations... Touga's head lolls back against the bed.. breathing loudly and openly.. fighting to stay in control..closing his eyes as you beging to earnestly attend to him.. enjoying the warm depths for barely a moment.. not nearly enough for his needs.. then you begin the slow torture.. the soft warmth of your tongue.. the harsh featherlight razored sensation of your nails.. working together in a harmony unprecidented for one of your experience.. but you know what he wants so well its almost frightening.. all his dreams and fantasies brought to a vivid reality he finds mind boggling.. he can't just lay back and enjoy.. as your small tortures keep him awake and hyper sensative.. not knowing which to feel next..holding him on edge.. ... She keeps it up, it seems like hours go by.. the cruellest teasing of her inner depths... when she takes you in, she takes you in deep, but always so quickly released, so cruelly... you're going to build to a point of madness.. you're going to lose control.. it's to this point she's trying to tease you... until you become desperate with the need of her... her hand envelops you a moment, drags up, and then is gone... "maybe I should stop.." she purrs... watching your body thrust and shake under her... "... you'd hate that, wouldn't you.." Touga can't BELIEVE your taking it this far... how far your driving him.. you can feel his arms now struggling against the grip of your legs just a bit.. subconsciously.. he almost hisses at your words.. breathing deeply and quickly now.. as indeed levels of desperation begin climbing within him.. the animal inside almost bubbling forth.. a raging need for satisfaction growing and growing.. he's never felt this way in his entire life... no one has succeeded in driving him this utterly wild.. as he can't answer..dares not answer... only replying with that feline purr... almost edged like a growl...as he tenses a bit.. Utena knows she almost has you... feels the flow and current of it, need radiating so hot from you like the sun.... increases her hold to try and contain you, keep you down.. and then she SLOWS her pace... slow and langourous.. terrible... you need and want it so bad and she gives it to you in such slow.... slow... SLOW motions and nips... for such brief periods of time... she kisses you... when she feels you to be at the greatest moment of pain.. then she smiles... and swings her leg away from you.. and steps away from the bed... leaving you desperate and needful with it... free to move, as well... still mostly clothed, her face shining with heat... her hands held with her fingers linked behind her back, hips swaying faintly from side to side... what will you do...? Touga lets out a small roar of frustration as you leap off him..for a moment he's complete animal.. eyes glazed.. his arms sweep out to wrap around your waist the moment you step from the bed..trying to throw you back down onto the soft matress.. attempting to pin you beneath his greater bulk.. as just a hint of lust induced madness veils his eyes.. he WANTS release NOW.. deep inside of you and WITHOUT further delay... he needs it so bad his teeth ache, his arms quiver, and his hips are unbearably tensed..settling upon you with a low throaty growl... crimson locks trailing upon your torso.. Utena grins up hotly, her eyes wide but not unsurprised, thrown back under you in the mattress... her hips shifting.. still clothed, you'll have to remove her shorts to get into her sweet form as you so badly desire.. her lips open and flushed red... pinned down now, she closes her eyes, throwing her head back, throwing her hands above her head and grabbing into the headboard... the light in her eyes unmistakable.. she wants you to do this.. BADLY. She teased you to this point so you would... her mouth inviting.. even the smell of her, and the way the dim light plays off the sheen of sweat in her chest and forehead... oh, GOD, you need her.. want her.. Touga would have stopped, if he saw so much as one glimmer of fear or hesitation he would have stopped the raging beast cold. But that look of satisfaction.. that look of need that almost rivals his own.. is the final enticement. as you shift your hips.. he quickly crawls to one side..fingers curling within your shorts and the undergarment beneath.. and yanking them both off and down in one fluid motion.. subtly is not a part of this animal.. pulling them clear off your legs..and tossing them away..his hands quickly fiddling with the remaining undergarment above.. almost ripping it off as well..leaving you now completely vulnerable and open before his frenzied lust.. breathing rapidly.. and now you learn something of the power of your own sexuality.. seeing how completely you've ensorcelled his mind into wanting you... ... not that you didn't want her ANYWAY. She moans, deeply, her eyes tightly closed, and her head turning slightly into the soft flesh of one of her raised arms... kissing her own arm, to keep from crying out when you pull away her clothing harshly... then a single blue eye opens... looking at you... not fearful, wanting... wondering why you haven't moved in on her already... her exposed chest, small but round and warm breasts with their pinkness hard and yearning... she's barely been touched in this... you can see the perfect, young curve of her body, the hollows, the way the light plays over her.. perfect.. she's vulnerable to you, yes.. but you're wearing nothing but those bandages too... feeling the hardness of you, her voice comes out hoarse and strained.. "... go ahead..." could this be the same child you first knew..? This is a woman... a woman who seems to know everything about you, who can play you perfectly to great agony and pleasure... Touga hunches over you..hands to eitherside of your chest..holding himself up and over you..looking down.. having forced your legs wide apart.. exposing yourself to him and his mercies..which in this case he has few.. his eyes boring into your face rather than eagerly looking over your body.. it's really not your body he's after.. that is simply candy... no.. it's that spirit he wants.. the depths of your soul he wants to dive into.. that is what sets you apart from all the others...hesitating for only the briefest of moments.. his hips thrust forward.. as he dives part of the way into your undefended region.. nudging you up along the bed just slightly.. giving you the briefest of moments to acclimate... before driving the rest of the way in.. sundering all your final barriers.. with an unfortunate spark of pain from his maddened lust... but as well theres a sense of completeness.. a sense of merging in a way that only two people meant for eachother can experience.. an interlocking of both flesh and the soul.. a as he plunges until hips meet ..pressing you upwards along the bed a bit more... his lungs quickly exhale... as if the fire down bellow was plunged into something to quell the hunger.. the sense of relief allowing you enough time to adjust.. Utena lets out a cry as she's sundered and falls under you, as you penetrate and shatter her... but it was meant to be... and she can feel that through the brief sting of rupturing... the rest is slick, hard, warm pleasure... deep, gutteral sounds emerging from her throat as her body vibrates and opens, her hips pushing up from the bed HARD, pushing up into you and forcing you deeper into her.. deep, not gentle, but forceful, she throws her arms around you, moaning and sobbing helpless breaths of your name, even while begging you to take her down harder, and harder... wanting not just your body in her.. your soul as well.. her eyes open, shining with lust and pain and love... deeper, deeper, please... her eyes open and pull you in.. flesh into flesh, soul into soul... wanting to be utterly one with you... wanting you to feel her pleasure, wanting you to drown and bury her and kill her with your pleasure... her body arcing up... needing your touches... Touga would be stunned yet again at the raw passion within you.. but that thought is completely obliterated by the passion within him.. he's thrust completely all the way.. as you push upwards and squeeze and swallow with your prestinely tight depths.. it's almost painful to HIM. He grits his teeth.. pulling back just a bit..before driving into you once again.. pushing to all the limits of his flesh.. never having felt lust so utterly.. and a need so great.. his own eyes halfhooded.. squinting with effort..but looking deeply into your own.. drawn forward.. inward.. as he can only feel complete inside of you..his arms falter just a bit..pinning you back down upon the bed.. his face lightly pressed against your own.. his hot labored breath spilling out over your cheek.. lips brushing your own..but not kissing..not really.. as he continues to sink deep into your eyes.. looking at the reflections behind them.. as suddenly images from a before time flood through him.. he HAS done this before.. he knows it..another world... another time..as in this complete merging of souls.. so many things he can feel from you... from within you.. a sensation that goes beyond conventional pleasure or release.. as he swears he can feel his own heart stop for the briefest of moments... Utena begs you, whispering into your ear, her cheek pressed against yours, heat like the sun, crucible and birthplace of light radiant out of her body.. more, more, please, more... mouth open and yearning... wanting your kiss, needing more and more, she could consume you wholly, you could fall into her, into her eyes and the reflections behind them.. a sea with endless depth, endless hidden secrets, you could explore them the rest of your life, her heart beating and pounding and bursting apart, stopping when yours stops, perfect synchronization achieved, and yet she pushes and tugs you into her harder... endless desire, endless, you can truly drown in her body... pinned under you, whimpering, shifting, the world opens to you... her body the gate to a higher world, the world rushing into you with her pleasure... she's part of it.. and taking her is to take the world.. you're making love to the world... her arms around you pull you down.. sore and aching from her ferocity, both of you hurting and raw and surging into each other... she can't bear any more.. she screams and shakes, the world breaking apart, her neck curving back, ragged and dying.... taken, utterly... the pleasure and pain mingled in a spiral and too much to bear... she screams your name and collapses hard into the pillows... Touga can't believe how synchronized we are... but his mind is too far gone to contemplate such matters.. as he frantically presses down upon you.. crushing you almost..pressing so hard.. as if trying to dive into your soft flesh bodily.. his mind spinning around rapidly...eyes going out of focus..for a moment.. a sensation of floating.. euphoria the likes of which he's never known.. a sensation like.. returning to the womb.. is that your scream.. or his? In this moment he can't tell... everything is screaming.. all things are yelling out in ultimate satisfaction.. then the sensation of the bed..and you by his side.. did he collapse? Hard to say... all he sees are unending fields of white light.. and a gentle hum of an afterglow he can feel like a slowly subsiding earthquake.. slowly, ever so slowly.. he regains tangible, rational thought.. She lies beside you, breathing softly.. her eyes closed, glowing with sweat and warmth and light.. her face is at peace.. true peace. It's the kind of expression you usually see on the dead.. those who are beyond the pain of the world... she died in your arms.. but she's still breathing.. softly.. her hair in strings, in beautiful disarray.. content, low sounds from her throat... lying uncovered, a hand resting along her smooth inward curved stomach... did it happen...? It must have... you can feel the soreness in your body, pressed so hard to serve.. and you can feel her soreness and weary pleasure as well.. still one, though the awareness is dissipating slowly, like a misty web. Her lips are open, kissable, her breasts tight and solid... but her body so still... it might fill you with terror... Even he, someone loathe to be out of control.. is helpless but to ride out the last bits of this afterglow.. gradually becoming more aware of your physical state.. as he turns his head over to look upon you..noticing your stillness.. he finally moves against the wishes of his own paralysis... he feels as if he's gone through an entire harem of the best in the world, hard to believe it was only a single time with just one inexperienced girl.. But no.. not inexperienced.. in that brief moment.. where he swam in her ocean of thought.. he saw himself..and her together.. in some place else.. impossible..but true.. he looks upon the profile of your face... examining ever detail as if seeing you again for the first time.. breathing slowly.. trying to bring his body back under control from his wild ride.. You've had women.. and power.. but never, NEVER, a woman OF power... if you could have doubted the wisdom of it.. if you had an uncertainty.. this night has certainly taught you where the true power in this world lies... not in the cheap and shallow manipulations of the group of selfish men and women who arrogantly name themselves Kings and Queens of Earth.. you know the true world is within the body of this childlike goddess... within her is reality, and everythign else is a lie and an illusion... you know also that things are worse than you could have imagined.. this one small girl the guardian of the world.. the Victor. And you know that you've lived this life before.. that her familiarity with your body and your needs is no mistake. Her face is light and peaceful now... you feel an urge to kiss her, the openness of her mouth seems to beckon to you. Her eyes haven't opened yet... Now that he understands the truth.. what you DO mean.. the situation is that much more dire indeed.. looking upon you.. he can no longer resist the temptation... the prince must awaken sleeping beauty with a kiss... as he slowly edges over you.. leaning just a bit.. and pressing his open lips against your own gently.. unable to resist just another taste.. to make sure it was real.. It was. Her taste is sweet and just a little spicy, just as it was... the flavor enough to set your body to fire and yearning all over... except that you're too tired.. and too sore for now.. and so is she... her mouth moves, coming to life at your kiss, a little moan of breath up into your lips and her eyes slowly unlatching.. opening those beautiful blue spheres of light... she puts her arms around your neck and returns the kiss in a lazy manner.. too tired to move, but smiling dimly, adoring your beauty and strength. "... I love you.." she whispers, and means it truly, ".. Touga..." Utena smiles in weary content. '... amazing.." Love... Love is not something he expected. Can he? A former King of Evil.. understand love? Lust.. pleasure.. decadence.. he can understand these things.. he thought those were the end all be all of Joy and happiness in this world.. but love.. TRUE love? Is this what love is? Upon finishing the kiss.. he lays back..holding you against his side with one arm...as you snuggle against him.. finallly intoning.. looking up, "... love... who would have thought.. I would have fallen in love.. with one I was sent to destroy.." his eyes close, "... I don't know how I lived... before I found you Utena.. but I know now.. I can't any longer.. I will be by your side... as long as I have breath in my body... but my spirit will be with you.. for all time..." Utena spoons up gently against your side, small and fragile, or it at least seems that way.. now that you can see into her soul... you can see her fragility underneath the veil of her resistance to the world... she trails her hand lazily over your chest... "... don't ever leave me... I'll die without you.." And you know she means that with all her heart... her head resting on your chest as she drifts back toward sleep.. smiling with absolute bliss.