Lunar Duality (Spitfire x katuzov)

"I'll be ok, I have boxers on and a tee shirt underneath all this. As for tomorrow, I'll head home and get a few things." She still seemed very unsure of herself, he certainly did not wish to go faster than she was comfortable with. Instead he tried to find a way to make her laugh. The stress she felt was coming through the moonstone, and he definitely wanted her to relax - for her own sake if no other reason.

She asked about going to bed right away, though he did not feel particularly tired. "What if we watched a movie?" He suggested. "Something funny, it's not too late, we could cuddle on the couch and relax a bit." He felt like trying to go to bed right now would heighten the tension in a way that she might not find pleasant.
 
Her tension lessened at the question about a movie. She smiled and let out a sigh of relief as she took off her heels and set them on the rack by the door. "Yeah. That sounds good." Pointing to the closet nearby, "You can hang your jacket in there." She went to the living room, turned on the TV, and found one of her favorite movies. Something that brought her joy but that she knew well enough that she wouldn't mind being distracted if they decided to start kissing.

After taking a seat on the sofa, she smiled up at him and waited for him to get comfortable before curling up next to him. As she pressed play, she almost immediately wished she'd changed clothes at least. Leading the way to the bedroom would've been much easier if they were already dressed down.

Crap.

She sighed, resigned to being entirely terrible at any attempt in seduction. He'd been with women who were more fitting, more alluring. So why on earth would want to be with her? With another glance at him, seeing the way he looked at her, all doubt was gone and she melted into him. Letting out a happy sigh, a small smile curled her lips, she rested against him.
 
Wrapping his arm around her, Mike thought it was a bit odd that she didn't change clothes, but on the other hand, he didn't complain. He was able to trace patterns lightly on her bare arms and shoulders. He scrolled through the available movies and found something light, with a just a touch of romance. It was a few years old, and she'd almost certainly seen it multiple times, but he knew that it would bring some laughs from both of them. Again, his goal was to keep the mood light.

Eventually the end came. It was now quite late. "Shall we go to bed then?" He asked. He was feeling tired enough to lie down at least.
 
The movie was good. Cuddling was better. His touch was a comforting warmth but what she really craved was his kiss. She didn't want to send the thought through their link so she stayed close and mostly quiet instead. After the movie, she looked at him with a nervous smile. She was excited but anxious. "Yeah," she whispered, nodding her head slightly. After getting to her feet, she turned to take his hand and lead him to the bedroom, "Umm... You can get comfortable. I'll go change."

Retreating to the bathroom, she quickly got out of her dress and into her the nightgown she'd so carefully selected. White was cliché and pink wouldn't have been far off either. Lavender, not too much cleavage but enough leg to let him know she was interested. A hint of perfume behind her ears and a deep breath, then she let her hair down and looked in the mirror. She gave herself a nod of approval.

With a smile that was meant to hide her nerves but failed at the task, she opened the door into her bedroom. "I'm ready." Although it was clear in her posture and the bite of her lip that she still held some trepidation, she was truly ready, or at least as ready as she possibly could be. She was pretty sure anyway. While she approached the bed, she hoped he'd pay her some kind of compliment on how she looked. She wanted him to want her back but she knew he'd been with much more beautiful and seductive types than she could ever hope to be.

Putting it out of her mind, she crawled into bed with him and immediately pressed her body to his. It was as forward as she was able to be.
 
While she was in the bathroom, Mike removed his suit, stripping down to his boxers and a plain white tee. He carefully folded his pants and placed them over the back of a chair, then hung his coat from the same one. Socks were stuffed into his dress shoes. In his mind, he tried to work out what Selene might be feeling. Would she want to merely cuddle? Maybe make out a bit? There were a number of options.

The door opened, and the look Selene gave him as she offered her usual 'I'm ready' made him feel like something was different this evening. She bit her lip, and though her posture suggested that she still had some anxiety about taking their physical relationship further... Mike believed that this might indeed be the night. Surprisingly, he was a bit nervous himself. He had been with several other women, but he had never really liked them before. He hadn't wanted to be with them for more than a night or two. With Selene... he really really liked her, and he wanted her to really like him too.

The moonstone pulsed as he followed her into her room, a whif of her perfume filled his nostrils, making him smile. "You, look great. I think that's a great nightgown." He said, getting into bed next to her where she immediately pressed into him. His arms wrapped around her and he pulled her close.

His lips immediately found hers and he kissed her deeply.
 
His compliment was met with a quiet 'Thank you' and a lot of blushing.

It was odd that she was more comfortable in the bed than she had been standing in front of him in her nightgown. Perhaps it was the fact that the attention was no longer on her body but rather focused on her lips. As his landed, she sighed into his kiss and melted into his arms. She leaned more to her back in an effort to show him she wanted him to be on top again. While she knew the technical aspects of the act, she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do in the situation so she thought it better to leave that to the more experienced one of the pair.

Her hand grasped at his side again, both urging him to her and wanting to feel his body. Although she might have been too embarrassed to start anything if he'd come to bed shirtless, she suddenly found herself with a strong desire to touch his skin and feel his body as warm and close as it could get. Without needing to be undressed herself. It was an odd feeling, to want to see him but not wanting him to see her. However, she knew she'd feel more comfortable if she didn't have to be the one getting naked first.

She opened her mouth to deepen the kiss. With her eyes closed, the glow of the stone at her neck was beneath her notice, but the gentle hum she felt whispered their growing connection. It was most certainly the night she wanted to take it to the next level. She simply hoped he'd take the lead and show her what she had to do in order to make it pleasurable for them both.
 
Selene's desire to have him on top was apparent, and he went along with her, letting her slide underneath him while he straddled her. With one smooth motion he pulled off his shirt, revealing a well kept chest, his black stone dangled around his neck, and hung between his pecs. The glow from her stone illuminated him He worked a bit on his body, and sincerely hoped she'd take notice before he leaned back down, brushing some hair from her face and kissing her again.

He still wore his boxers, and his member, becoming erect began pressing against them, and it rubbed against the fabric of her nightgown.

He continued kissing deeply, before pulling back. "I want you." He said breathlessly. He could feel her desire for him through the stones, but he wanted her to say it as well.
 
Swallowing hard, she laid back in awe of him as he bared his chest. It took her a moment but she reached out to touch him, running her hands up his abdomen and over his chest. The tenderness he showed in brushing her hair aside made her heart skip yet another beat. When his lips landed on hers, she could feel the heat rising between them. If she felt him getting hard, she said nothing and certainly didn't have the reaction she'd had the night before.

His lips felt like magic against her own and when he pulled away again, she let out a sad little sound, thinking it was suddenly going to be over. Everything was happening so fast she couldn't catch her breath but she knew one thing for certain, if he'd have her, she still hoped this would be the night. Then he said the words. She bit her lip, a question in her eyes. She was pretty sure she hadn't send any commands across the link but she'd been too excited to be completely sure. But he had said his feelings were his own.

"I want you too," she whispered. The glow of her stone intensified but her eyes remained on his, searching for something.
 
At her reply, Mike began removing his boxers, sliding them off as best he could while staying on top of her. He didn't want to merely roll off - preferring to keep his skin touching hers as much as he could. It took some ungraceful shimmying, but before long he was completely naked on top of her, while she still wore her nightgown. The moonstone thrummed and as bright as hers glowed, his seemed to absorb its light.

Still her face was still illuminated in the soft glow of moonlight, and he was aware of her eyes on his, and it was clear that she was searching for something. He leaned close, his member, fully erect, rubbing near her opening. Pressing his lips to hers he asked. "It looks like you are looking for something, I'm right here." His lips formed a smirk.
 
As he continued to undress, she bit her lip. She tried not to look down, afraid that if he saw the size of him, she'd back out. Of course she wanted him but it was all very scary to her. His eyes back on hers and a quick kiss before reassured her. She smiled and let out a huff of laughter. "I know. I just... I kind of know what to do but at the same time... I don't? I feel stupid and... I'm not used to feeling stupid."

Shrugging, "Also. No one's ever seen me naked before so I'm nervous and I... didn't think to make this easier by not wearing underwear." She clearly wasn't looking forward to performing the same routine he just did while under him. It seemed absolutely impossible to do without someone getting hurt. "I was hoping... you'd take the wheel?"
 
At first, her discomfort made Mike nervous, he worried that she might be having second thoughts. Of course, if she had them, he would readily stop, and merely cuddle next to her for the rest of the night. He did not want to push her faster than she wanted to go. However, it became clear that she merely felt unsure of herself because she was inexperienced. She did not know what to do, exactly. Giving some guidance was certainly something he could do.

"Of course." He said with a smile that was illuminated by her stone. Slowly, reached up her dress and found the band of her panties. It was then a simple matter of inching them slowly down her legs. Once they were removed, he laid next to her and began kissing her neck, while his fingers reached up her nightgown once again, this time to gently explore.
 
His 'Of course' almost sounded like he suddenly felt obligated to teach her, but his smile and the gentle look in his eyes put her mind at ease. The tension in her body was another story. She lifted her hips to assist in her undressing. The anticipation of what he would do to her, and what she had thought about him doing for days, sent a slight tremor through her. She didn't want him to just rush into it and get it over with but she'd longed for him so much in such a short time. Part of her wanted to seize the moment before the feelings passed for either of them.

She had expected him to set himself back on top of her, continue kissing her, and she seemed confused when he was suddenly next to her. His lips on her neck sent her back into the reverie but his touch is what sent her higher. She closed her eyes and sighed lightly as he found her wet arousal. "Oh Mike... ooohhh don't stop." Her hips began moving slightly to feel him against her. "That feels... so good."
 
The moonstones seemed quite happy as Mike indeed did not stop, as she requested. The light of hers pulsed, matching the thrumming of his. In turn, his own heartbeat started to mimic the rhythm as did Selene's pulse, which he could feel in her neck as he kissed her. Meanwhile, his finger continued to massage, swirl, and explore. His kisses worked his way up to her ear, which he began to nibble on softly.

He continued this for several minutes, slowly increasing his finger's tempo, never trying to go too fast. As she continued to become aroused, he did as well. Soon, he also was fully aroused, his breathing was rapid, though his heartbeat was still governed by the will of the moonstones. He whispered breathlessly in her ear. "Are you ready for me?"
 
His touch was everything she'd been afraid to want. She let out sighs and moans, her breathing quickening with the beating of her heart. Her body trembled as he reached her ear. The new sensation coupled with the feeling of his warm breath on her was almost too much. It proved effective however, her body showing just how turned on she was as well. With her eyes closed, she barely noticed the light of her stone pulsing. Within a matter of minutes, she went from nervous and uncertain to more sure about wanting him than anything in her life.

Opening her eyes, she looked into his. His face so was perfectly cast in moonlight that she couldn't resist the urge to press her lips gently to his for a soft, tender moment. She pulled back a bit and nodded, "I'm ready." For the first time in their short relationship, she said the words without hesitation, fear, or anxiety. While she still wasn't sure what she was supposed to do in order to please him, she had faith that he'd tell her.
 
Selene's kiss, and the way she said that she was ready was a stark contrast to the hesitant way she often delivered the phrase. Instead, she was confident, and dare he think... excited? He began shifting his hips so that he could enter her. Knowing that it was her first time, he went slowly and gently. He wanted to ensure that she'd enjoy every second of this. It was a slow process, finding her opening, and then easing himself into it.

Once he was inside, he smiled, and his lips met hers. Then, he slowly began thrusting gently, pushing in and pulling out, repeating. He moaned and began quickening his pace.
 
She moved with him, trying to help position herself for ease and hopefully less pain for herself. While she was confused that he wasn't speaking, telling her what to do, but he seemed to know what to do so that she didn't have to. She assumed that he was just trying to make sure her first time was about her and that next time, if there was a next time, she would be more able of focusing on him. For the moment, she tried to relax.

As he pushed himself into her, she sighed with relief. No pain. However, he wasn't finished. She cursed herself for not looking to see his size. Then again, she was fairly certain she'd have been too intimidated. She winced a bit when there was a slight pressure and pain but it was over quickly. When he smiled at her, she gave him a soft smile back before he kissed her. She wrapped her arms around him and closed her eyes to feel every sensation. Clinging to him, she sighed and moaned quietly for a few moments before she began moving her hips in time with his. Her sounds made it clear she was enjoying it but she wasn't confident or bold enough to be any louder than a whisper.
 
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The wince on her face encouraged him to go slowly, he regretted causing her pain, but was relieved to see her smile. Usually, in his sexual liaisons, Mike had only cared about his own pleasure, ensuring that he came. Now however, he'd happily put it off if it meant that she could. It was important to him that she enjoyed this, that she'd want him, to be with him. So when she started to cling to him, and moan quietly, his heart soared with joy.

Even more importantly, he felt her moving her own hips with his, a definite sign that she was enjoying this. Her vocalizations however seemed soft and quiet, like she was holding back. Mike opted for slower, deeper thrusts, moaning quietly at first, but increasing his own volume with each one. Hoping to encourage her to do the same.
 
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Chest to chest, holding onto him, she buried her face in his neck. It was almost overwhelming, to feel someone want her so much and to take such care with her. The experience was everything she'd never allowed herself to hope for. He was gentle and took his time. He seemed to enjoy being with her, even though she didn't know what she was doing. She didn't really feel like she was actively doing anything at all. But she was definitely enjoying the feeling of him inside her, and on top of her.

When he slowed down and started going deeper, she moaned in his ear. She hesitated to get any louder than she was at that point, it didn't take long for her to follow suit. Though her sounds didn't grow as loud as his, she did increase in volume a bit. She pressed her soft, warm lips to his neck for a moment then moaned in his ear once again. "This feels really good," she managed words but felt incredibly stupid for the ones she chose.
 
"It really does!" Mike said with a partial chuckle, that quickly morphed into a sharp inhale. He was getting closer to the edge. He wanted to last longer, to make sure that she came first. However, with each thrust of his hips he was approaching the point where he no longer had a say in that. His eyes closed tightly, and he continued, pushing deeper into her, trying to hit her spots as best he could.

At last he could go no further. With a loud moan, his orgasm hit. He smiled and nearly felt like laughing, until...

A loud click.

Suddenly, he became very aware of Selene. He could feel her, overwhelmed by pleasure... He could also feel a very strong urge to surrender his will to hers, to carry out her every desire - even though at the moment, she had none except to lie in bed with him.

He opened his eyes, and to his amazement, the moonstone halves had become one. Light and dark joined between them.
 
Slightly embarrassed by her ill-fated attempt at sexy talk, Selene laughed slightly along with him until the sounds he made changed. Then his motion shifted just enough to send her to a new height. She gasped, then let out a shaky breath. "Don't stop," came her barely audible words. Either pleading or demanding, she wasn't even sure herself, but she was certainly insistent.

She lifted her hips to meet every thrust. When she reached her climax, she squeezed his hips with her thighs and let out a light moan. The warmth that filled her was like nothing she'd expected. She didn't even have time to come down from the high before something reached her ear. The click she heard, which she would've sworn was in her mind, brought her eyes to Mike's. Post-coital bliss brought her the strong desire to be held, kissed, and merely bask in the feeling of being with him.

Their metaphysical connection, whatever it was, had become much stronger in a matter of seconds. Suddenly she felt herself want him, something much deeper, much more significant than he'd already given. Sex could be just sex for someone who'd done it a hundred times. She'd given herself over to him in a way she'd never done with anyone before. She wanted him to do the same. To be, for her, something he'd never been for anyone else.

Hers.

She wasn't even sure what that urge meant or where it came from but she knew she wanted him to belong to her.
 
Hers.

Mike was aware of so many of her excited thoughts that came from her, but as those started to fade, one new desire became very pronounced. She desired that he belong to her, echoing in his own heart was a desire to belong to her in turn. He at once recognized that this originated within the moonstone. Yet he felt no desire to fight it. While he did not truly understand what it entailed, he could not deny the urge.

He needed to show her that he accepted this idea. Slowly, he rolled off of her, and wrapped his arms around her. He locked eyes with her briefly, before he lowered his eyes and placed his lips to the joined stone, and with reverence kissed them. He repeated the process on each one of her breasts, still covered by her night gown.
 
As he moved off of her, Selene let out a small whimper, her expression a slight pout. She had wanted to keep him so badly she hadn't thought that he'd want to be away from her, to pull out of her, so quickly. However, she looked down at the attached stones as he put his arms around her. She met his gaze for a moment before he kissed the stones, then moaned slightly as he kissed her chest.

Spurred on by his continued affection, she moved to be on top of him, bravely straddling his hips as she pressed her lips to his. The fierce and feverish kiss was coupled with her hands traveling down his body and back up. She wanted to touch what was hers, to claim him. Placing her hands on his face, she continued to kiss him. She opened her mouth to welcome his tongue and moved her hips to grind against him.

She realized very quickly how sensitive she was and shuddered a bit at the slight stimulation. Pulling back from the kiss, she giggled and bit her lip. "I don't know what came over me that made me think I could handle more... of that." She swallowed hard as the stones separated and his fell to his chest. Confused, she blinked down at them, wondering if that meant it was over and their connection was cut off. The surprise and concern bordering on fear settled in her eyes. "What wassss..."
 
Selene's fierceness caught Mike completely offguard, but he would hardly complain. She was merely claiming what was hers. He was hers.

He wanted to be hers.

She gripped his face in her hands, and he let his tongue slip into her welcoming mouth, as she began to grind their hips together. Mike was about to explain that he could not go again so soon when she pulled back, giggled and bit her lip. She was unsure of herself. The moonstone separated.

Mike's thoughts echoed her words, and he sat up, though he did not attempt to move her off of his waist. Reaching out, he took her half of the stone, still glowing, and tried to rejoin it with his own. It would not fit together, no matter how he tried. "I think the stone intended for us to become intimate." He decided to deal with the physical outcome, not the strong feelings that had washed over him.
 
With his sudden rise, she was about to move away, fearing he was as confused as she was and didn't want to be near her. Or worse. She hadn't realized until that moment how heavily she'd relied on him to be her reassurance until she became afraid he was no longer sure. He'd been so certain of his feelings.

Instead of pushing her away, he took her stone in hand and tried repeatedly to place them together. She held her breath, hoping that he would find a way. "What... what does that mean?" She blinked as she looked from his eyes to the stones and back. "Does that mean... that's it? That's all they wanted? That's..." Shaking her head, "I don't understand."

Her stone in hand, she clutched his hand so that he was holding his, then tried to put them back together. Nothing. She sighed deeply and freed his hand as the light slowly faded from her stone.

Once again, she looked at him, at that moment needing his reassurance more than anything in the world. "You still... like me though, right? You... still want to be with me?" Compared to the way she'd felt only a moment before the stones broke apart, her eyes showed she was feeling fragile and lost.
 
The stones simply would not fit together, though just a moment ago they were one, a sing solid object that held both sides of the moon, dark and light. Mike could not figure out how it had happened, other than their intimacy. However, that did not change how he felt about Selene. The strange feelings from a moment ago were no longer crashing through him, still in his heart, he wanted to be hers.

"Of course I still like you... a lot. I very much want to be with you. I would without the stones." He understood the doubt in her mind. "It is true that I need you, I need the stones in order to avoid burning everything to the ground. However, that doesn't change the fact that I also very much want to spend my time with you. The fact that the stones demand our intimacy doesn't lesson my desire for it, and for you.
 
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