ι'м ησт qυιтє нυмαη, вυт ι'м ησт qυιтє α мα¢нιηє {Rue}

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Aron growled softly and kissed her back, almost desperately. He wrapped his leg around her hip, his hand running up her back. Well, so much for not touching her.

[assassinrue]

Valerie groaned and arched into him. His hands felt like liquid lightening, and she was frying, electrocuting, melting. After a moment she giggled softly. "I think your shorts are a little too big."

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"You could always take them off," Aron suggested, and then felt like smacking himself. "Sorry. Sorry, that was stupid."

[assassinrue]

Valerie giggled again. "Well, considering it's dark and you can't see, I figure I should inform you that I mentioned this because I'm afraid they've fallen a little." She ran her hands up and down his chest, curious about what she had seen when delirious, would he look just as good now?

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Aron inhaled sharply. He itched to slide his hands down... But he drove that out of his head with ferocity. It was hard, though, with her touching his chest like that. He caught her hands but didn't push them away. He just held her palms against his chest, his muscles tight under her touch. "You're not helping my self-control."

[assassinrue]

"Tell me why." She whispered, dragging her hands down to his stomach.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Because every touch sets my skin on fire," Aron murmured. "And your not even touching my skin." And God, he wanted her to. He wondered if she wanted to see him shirtless again, wondered if she even remember that. He'd like to feel her hands on his bare chest. That would really set him on fire.

[assassinrue]

"I know," she whispered."It's like lightning." She wiggled her fingers enough so that the tips were touching the bare skin of his abs.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

A deep sound rumbled in Aron's throat. "Do you know what you do to me?" he said gruffly. He grabbed her wrists and dragged her hands upward, over the ridges of his stomach, pushing his shirt up farther.

[assassinrue]

Valerie gasped. His skin was smooth and muscled and warm to her hands. The warmth flooded through her arms to the rest of her body and her fingers involuntarily clenched at his chest.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Aron groaned. "Damn it." Before he could change his mind, he sat up slightly and tugged his shirt off over his head. Screw self-control.

[assassinrue]

Valerie's breath quickened as she stared up at him wide eyed. Oh he was even more gorgeous than she remembered. She reached up and touched his neck, sliding her fingers down his neck, across his collar bones, down his chest to stop with her fingers hovering just below his navel. Her stomach felt like a tornado. She looked away from her hands and back into his face. She could see the animal now, his eyes were dark and glinting, he was breathing hard, and she suddenly felt like the prey. She shivered and parted her lips. Was this why everyone made a big deal?

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Aron was indeed watching her hungrily and shifted his body closer to her so he hand pressed against his stomach again. "Don't stop," he whispered. He met her lips again, the kiss filled with a new level of passion. Hungry. So hungry.

[assassinrue]

Pure, unadulterated need. It was the purest thing she had every felt. She moved her hands just a fraction lower and fumbled with his belt buckle.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Aron's eyes snapped open and he caught at her hands, stopping her. "Are you sure?" he asked. His heart pounded so hard it hurt, and it took what was left of his self control to keep from taking his shorts off himself.

[assassinrue]

Valerie could barely hear him, her mind was so full, swirling and churning and all she could think to do was claw at his shorts but she made herself nod. She whimpered in frustration when her clawing got her nowhere.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Aron took a deep breath and wiggled out of his short, quickly followed by the boxers underneath. "Your turn," he said, his voice filled with lust. His eyes were dilated, but it was hard to see that in the darkness. He reached for the waistband of her borrow shorts, his breath turning even more ragged.

[assassinrue]

Valerie ripped of her shirt and bra without reserve and shoved his hands away to drag off the shorts. She hesitated a fraction of a second before her underwear landed on the floor with the rest of her clothes.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Aron woke up with her curled against him the next morning... and both of them were naked. His head swam until the events of last night surfaced in his mind. He cursed himself silently. This was bad. Really bad. He shouldn't have let this happen. Now she was going to be so pissed... oh, god, he was going to lose her. His arms tightened around her, wanting to hold onto every second he had left. The feel of her bare skin against his, her hair brushing his face. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

[assassinrue]

Valerie's eyes flew open. Oh god. Oh god. She couldn't believe it, she had sex with Aron. Good sex, not that she had anything to compare it to. Oh god.