Fantasy (Movie)

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Chapter 2: Wake Up

As I wake up my eyes begin to clear and I blink several times to bring the world into focus. I look to the beauty lying beside me, my arm draped across her waist. I smile. She's still asleep, lost in a dreamland.

I take my hand from her waist and begin tracing the lines of her face with my fingertips, ever so gently, reveling in her presence, not wishing to wake her just yet.

After a while she begins to stir under my touch. Noticing her growing awareness I draw the backs of my fingers against her cheek, trailing the tips along her jaw line as I cup her face in my hand.

She turns into my touch, placing a kiss on the inside of my wrist. Rubbing her cheek against my palm she gives her assent for me to continue. She keeps her eyes shut, clearly reveling in the sensations I can produce in her.

I was already aroused when I woke next to her but the look on her face is quickly driving me to the edge. I refuse to lose control, twining the fingers of one hand with her smaller ones, squeezing gently. I keep her hand, reminding myself she is not yet fully awake. With my free hand I trace patterns across her face and neck, burying my face there to take a deep lingering breath. She smells like vanilla and honey, the dark and danger, something beyond description.

As I trail my hand down her arm she turns her head, tracing my ear with her tongue. Before I can turn my head away she manages to tease the pointed tip, forcing a groan from my lips. My hips rock forward, my erection making evident to her just how close I am to the edge.

"Melamin," I murmur huskily, pulling away slightly, not wanting to lose contact, but needing to regain my control. She knows exactly how she affects me.

I rest my head above her breast, my hair falling over my shoulder and spilling across her chest. I let my fingers continue their movements lazily moving to play with the jewelry she has in her belly-button. I tug on the tail of the angry-looking dragon and move to place a kiss on her stomach. I still do not understand why anyone would choose to force pieces of metal through their body, but it suits her, her nature, just adding to the puzzle she is to me.

My control finally regained I rest my hand on her waist, turning my head to trace her chin with the tip of my nose. I gently rub my face against hers teasing her with my lips. I purposefully avoid her lips, wishing to prolong the moment. I outline her ear with the tip of my nose, barely making contact. I can hear her heart race faster as our breaths shorten. The hand she had placed on my arm now rests above my heart. I know she is feeling the beat through her palm.

She still refuses to open her eyes. She is still guarded, despite everything. She is still afraid I will reject her, afraid that I will not like what I see in her eyes. I cannot blame her, for all the pain she has experienced.

I finally capture her lips in a lingering kiss, trying to convey to her reassurance. I deepen the kiss as her hand, now on my back, pulls me closer. I bring our joined hands next to her head as I slowly and thoroughly kiss her. I open my mouth slightly, teasing her lips open with my tongue. As our tongues begin a dance for dominance the kiss intensifies.

She pulls me fully on top of her, her fingers twined through my hair. Despite my greater height, I observe that we somehow seem to fit each other. I keep my weight on my elbows, keeping myself from fully pressing into her, knowing full well I'd have to have her right there if I did. As it is, the length of our bodies touching is driving me wild, my erection throbbing painfully between us.

She smiles into our kiss as I suddenly find myself on my back, her legs straddling my hips, our chests pressed together as our eyes finally meet. Her red hair forms a curtain around our faces as we look deeply into each other's eyes. I hesitate to pour the full depth of my feelings into that gaze, hoping she will not recoil.

She leans her head back slightly, a ghost of a smile gracing her lips as she proceeds to stick her tongue out at me! I wrinkle my nose at her expression and move my hands up from her hips where they had come to rest when she flipped us to tickle her mercilessly.

She squeals, sitting back on my hips, causing my eyes to roll back into my head at the pressure and friction her struggles are causing, but I refuse to lessen my onslaught. She retaliates, brushing her fingers against my stomach, forcing me to sit up. I trap her wrists with my hands, holding them in front of my chest. All movement ceased she raises one of her brows at me and proceeds to wiggle her ears!

"You know very well I can't do that," I tell her as I raise my own brow in a mirror reflection of her expression. She continues her attempts to tickle me till I decide I've had enough. Letting go of her wrists I pull her up against me, trapping her hands flat against my chest between us.

I lean my head forward, intending to kiss her again when she licks my nose! I let go of her and fall back on the bed, frantically wiping at my nose. "You are impossible!" I accuse, all too aware of her position between my legs.

She looks through the curtain of her hair and proceeds to blow a raspberry at me! The nerve of this woman! "You will NOT get away with that!" I warn.

"Oh really?" she taunts me, her tongue still sticking out at me. She pulls her legs up, tucking them under her chin as I swing my legs behind me, purposefully putting a serious look on my face.

I stalk towards her on hands and knees, her desire for me clearly written on her face. I catch her, pushing her back, trapping her head between my hands, my hair falling around us. I smile a wicked grim as I lean down to drag my tongue up the side of her face, pulling a half-hearted, "Eeeeewwww!!!" from her.

Laughing I drop down to claim her lips in a searing kiss that makes my toes curl. I keep my weight on my forearms, giving myself room to move as I trail kisses down her jaw and neck before returning to her mouth.

She is clearly aroused by now. I can smell it, the scent making me throb in anticipation. She moans softly into my mouth, her fingers rubbing the points of my ears. A low rumble starts deep in my chest as I begin to purr under her touch. I wonder that she is the only one who has ever been able to get that response from me. I slide one hand to her hip as she wraps one muscular leg around my hip.

Suddenly I find myself flying through the air to end up in a tangle of sheets by the side of the bed. She had flipped us right off the bed!

Laughing at where we suddenly found ourselves, I try to disentangle us from the sheets. She gets loose first, pushing me back as I move to stand. I manage to grab a pillow on the way down, smacking her with it.

She falls back onto the pile of sheets, a look of disbelief on her face. "You are soooo gonna pay for that!" she warns as she grabs her own pillow off the bed. I decide to bait her responding innocently, "Am I?" with a suggestive waggle of my brows.

She takes a swing at me, missing so completely that in my laughter I get caught in the head by her backswing. The hit sends me onto the bed, but I grab her pillow with my free hand as I fall back. Deciding I've had enough I yank on the pillow, pulling her onto the bed with me.

Far from having calmed my desire, this little game only served to arouse me further as we swatted at each other in earnest, feathers flying all around.

That's it. I drop my pillow, tackling her back onto the bed. He pillow ends up wedged between us and I take that moment to slow my breathing and bring my raging arousal under control. I watch as several feathers puff out of the pillow in time to our breathing.

She grips the pillow tightly as I reach in for a gentle, lingering kiss, infusing it with every bit of emotion and passion I feel for her. I pull away for a moment to gaze into her eyes, my own completely unguarded. Everything I feel is clearly visible there. I hear her heart skip a beat as I realize she's holding her breath.

A cold breeze blows against my back, causing me to shiver involuntarily. With a shake of my head I reach between us, pulling the pillow away. I lean into her, pushing her onto her back. I capture her mouth again. This time my kiss is more demanding. She wraps her legs around my hips as I let one hand lightly brush over her nipple. Her reaction is immediate. She moans into my mouth, her nails digging into my back as her hips arch into me, pressing against my already painful erection. I wonder if I can put up with this for very much longer as I moan along with her.

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