Anita Blake PWP
So I have decided to post this after the comments I received and after my good friend ru_salki99 giving me her seal of approval!
Title:
Author:Penikitty
Pairing/Characters:Anita Blake/Jean Claude
Rating:NC17
Warnings:Its just smut...
Spoilers:I'd say none as there is no plot to it!
Disclaimer:I do not own the Anita Blake series or any of the characters, I'm just having some fun with them!
Word Count:530
Summary:Anita and Jean Claude have sex!
Feedback: Please be gentle, I've never written anything like this before.
She lay naked on the silk sheets enjoying how the cold material felt against her skin. Even here, where she knew she was safe, she still kept the Browning Hi -Power on the table next to the expansive bed. She was paranoid, so what? It had saved her life more times that she cared to remember.
Jean-Claude coming towards the bed from the bathroom bought her back to the present. He was wearing a black silk dressing gown, lightly tied at the waist. Very lightly tied...she did not need her imagination here.
He stood before her in all his alabaster glory. His skin was flawless. His hair, as black as night, hung around his shoulders in loose curls. His eyes burned into hers and she could feel the desire radiating from his pores.
She felt things tighten low in her body and knew that she was wet and ready for him.
Losing the robe he climbed into the bed with her, exposing her body to the chill air. Her nipples hardened and he gently sucked her breasts, carefully avoiding nipping her with his fangs. Her breath caught in her throat as pleasure began to ripple through her body.
Her hands tried to search his body but he held them down above her head, whispering gently “Ma Petite, please, let me attend to you first.”
His mouth moved from her breasts, covering her collarbone in kisses before he nuzzled on her neck. She felt her body weaken, this was always the hardest part. More than anything she wanted him to bite her but she still maintained a small amount of self control.
“Jean Claude...No.”
“Oh Ma Petite,” He sighed, “It would be glorious, for both of us but if you insist...”
He began moving his way down her body, kissing her all over and making her shudder with pleasure. His hands caressed her thighs as he moved his head between her legs and gently began probing with his tongue. Quick, darting movement, followed by long strokes slowly building up the orgasm she knew was coming. His hands continued to explore her body and, as he licked, he slipped one finger slowly inside her, making her arch her back and scream as the orgasm rolled through her whole body.
He stopped and smiled up at her, a glint in his eye as he moved up the bed to lay beside her.
“Now Ma Petite, was that not worth the wait?”
She laughed and pulled herself on top of him. He stared at her, his eyes full of longing as she lowered herself onto him. They both gasped. She felt him filling her up, and she pushed down until he was in her completely. Slowly she began to rock, feeling his shaft moving within her and she felt the heat rising in her body. He sat up and they faced each other as their bodies moved in rhythm.
Sweat beaded both their bodies as they moved faster and faster and, as she felt him explode within her, she let out another piercing scream, revelling in the feelings that pulsed through her.
They both collapsed onto the bed, their breathing ragged and smiles on their faces.
Title:
Author:Penikitty
Pairing/Characters:Anita Blake/Jean Claude
Rating:NC17
Warnings:Its just smut...
Spoilers:I'd say none as there is no plot to it!
Disclaimer:I do not own the Anita Blake series or any of the characters, I'm just having some fun with them!
Word Count:530
Summary:Anita and Jean Claude have sex!
Feedback: Please be gentle, I've never written anything like this before.
She lay naked on the silk sheets enjoying how the cold material felt against her skin. Even here, where she knew she was safe, she still kept the Browning Hi -Power on the table next to the expansive bed. She was paranoid, so what? It had saved her life more times that she cared to remember.
Jean-Claude coming towards the bed from the bathroom bought her back to the present. He was wearing a black silk dressing gown, lightly tied at the waist. Very lightly tied...she did not need her imagination here.
He stood before her in all his alabaster glory. His skin was flawless. His hair, as black as night, hung around his shoulders in loose curls. His eyes burned into hers and she could feel the desire radiating from his pores.
She felt things tighten low in her body and knew that she was wet and ready for him.
Losing the robe he climbed into the bed with her, exposing her body to the chill air. Her nipples hardened and he gently sucked her breasts, carefully avoiding nipping her with his fangs. Her breath caught in her throat as pleasure began to ripple through her body.
Her hands tried to search his body but he held them down above her head, whispering gently “Ma Petite, please, let me attend to you first.”
His mouth moved from her breasts, covering her collarbone in kisses before he nuzzled on her neck. She felt her body weaken, this was always the hardest part. More than anything she wanted him to bite her but she still maintained a small amount of self control.
“Jean Claude...No.”
“Oh Ma Petite,” He sighed, “It would be glorious, for both of us but if you insist...”
He began moving his way down her body, kissing her all over and making her shudder with pleasure. His hands caressed her thighs as he moved his head between her legs and gently began probing with his tongue. Quick, darting movement, followed by long strokes slowly building up the orgasm she knew was coming. His hands continued to explore her body and, as he licked, he slipped one finger slowly inside her, making her arch her back and scream as the orgasm rolled through her whole body.
He stopped and smiled up at her, a glint in his eye as he moved up the bed to lay beside her.
“Now Ma Petite, was that not worth the wait?”
She laughed and pulled herself on top of him. He stared at her, his eyes full of longing as she lowered herself onto him. They both gasped. She felt him filling her up, and she pushed down until he was in her completely. Slowly she began to rock, feeling his shaft moving within her and she felt the heat rising in her body. He sat up and they faced each other as their bodies moved in rhythm.
Sweat beaded both their bodies as they moved faster and faster and, as she felt him explode within her, she let out another piercing scream, revelling in the feelings that pulsed through her.
They both collapsed onto the bed, their breathing ragged and smiles on their faces.