The year someone turns 18 they have the opportunity to be injected with a serum that will produce a soulmate mark somewhere on their body. This serum is costly and the procedure to get the injection is not covered by insurance.
A rare illness cropp...
For a moment I worry that I grow light headed before I realize he has lifted me from the spot where I was standing and placed me back on the bed. He peels the robe completely off my shoulders and arms before leaning me down and applying the same affections to the neglected nipple. He pulls away and lets out a sigh that I interpret as him trying to keep a tether on what very little restraint he might have left. His soft spoken words against my aching nipples make me shiver all over. "You are so very beautiful, Princess. I know I keep repeating myself, saying the same adjective over and over again, but I am not sure any other words would suit as well as that one does."
I can't help but let the corners of my lips lift up in a smile. "I'm pretty sure being beyond thinking at this stage could be deemed completely acceptable."
He chuckles slightly at my words. Then his face falls as he comes to realize something. "I should have told you before today. You are the most amazing, exquisite, woman in the world, Princess. I didn't know it was possible to love one person as much as I do you."
I smile up at him. "I love you, too. But, you know what would be better than telling me how you feel?"
The corner of his lip lifts up. "Oh? You want me to show you?"
"Mm. Sounds like a good plan to me."
He immediately assists me in completely divesting me of the robe that has become trapped underneath my body. As fast as that garment disappeared though, he is in no rush to remove the negligee. Even though he has already seen it while I was standing, he traces his eyes down my silk and lace encased silhouette again. His hands go to my shoulders to slowly push down the barely there straps. He peels the lace bodice down my body until the top half of the garment pools at my waist. His eyes glaze over as he stares unabashedly at my naked breasts for the first time. "Exquisite."
"And you were chastising yourself for being unable to come up with another adjective for beautiful." I somehow manage to utter before his mouth devours my left nipple again.
He only applies momentary attention to it before he pulls himself away. "Exquisite, my Princess, is only referring to your breasts. What makes you beautiful is the whole package. Your body, every component that makes up your enamoring face, your personality, but most importantly your heart and soul."
"Do you know what makes you the worldwide handsome man you are?" I ask him.
"My handsome face?"
I chuckle. "Your handsome face is definitely one part of the package, but I can't help but agree that your own assessment of me also applies to you too. Every single last part of you is what makes you handsome, and once again most especially your heart and soul."
Just like that we are both quickly removing whatever remaining garments still linger on our bodies. I'm not even sure where each article ends up, and quite frankly I don't care. When he looks down at my complete nudity he seems to regain some of his original bashfulness. "I'm not sure what I want to do from here."
"You mean which step to take next?" I ask hoping I am reading his hesitancy correctly.
He nods. "I want to touch. I want to taste. I want to linger over every bare inch of your body. The problem is that I don't know how much longer I can restrain myself. I mostly worry that I might explode before ever entering your body."
I take his hand in mine and press it against the dew damp tresses covering my needy core. "Feel that?" His eyes widen but he nods. "I'm already eager and ready if you want to just take me. There will be other times we can linger over each other and study each bare inch. There is not one dictated way our first time has to go. As long as you direct it the way you want things to happen I'm right there with you."
His fingers trace over me entering me and making me shake due to my own growing desire for him. As if the state of my body is what he was reassuring himself with. He guides my hips wider, carving out a place to nestle his pelvis directly against mine. He groans as he swipes his velvety flesh against my opening before he sinks himself inside me slowly inch by inch.
While he was eager to be inside me he doesn't let that need dictate his rhythm. Instead he takes me in a seductive unhurried manner. Each of his slow paced thrusts is accompanied by tremors due to the nerves still binding his mind and consciousness to his actions. I rock my hips in an echo to his thrusts for a few moments before carding my fingers through his hair. Once I reach the nape of his neck I pull his face down close to me and seal my lips against his plush soft ones.
I don't let myself become coy and take the opportunity to deepen the kiss when he groans against my mouth. I take that opportunity as the gift it is and evade his mouth with my tongue. Before I wrap my legs around his waist I drag the topside of my foot against the front of his leg. The space between the mattress and his skin is small which makes it not the easiest of maneuvers but once the edge of my soulmate mark glides against his skin we both gasp in surprise. I guide both my legs around him so there is truly nowhere between our bodies we aren't tied together. We cry out in unison only moments later as we crest that peak together.
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A/N: For some reason this moment made me exceptionally nervous to write. I don't know if it was the buildup, or I created the buildup for it because I was nervous to write it. Either way I hope it lived up to expectations, and if it didn't I am truly sorry. :(
