First Time Part 1~

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Who: Julie and Adelheid
What: Adelheid makes a decision
When: June 19th
Where: Julie's room
Rating: NC-17/M

For the past few days, Julie had spent almost all of his waking hours and most of his sleeping hours by Adelheid’s side. Though she wasn’t her usual self, not even close in fact, she did seem to be recovering. He had seen glimpses of the Adel he had fallen in love with while she had playing with Amaterasu or when she was curled up to him. There had been some moments, when she had fallen asleep, where she had woken in a panic or crying, but Julie had taken the time to calm her as well as he could.

Today was the first day that they had been apart for more than a half hour or so. Adelheid had told him that she had wanted to shower, change and give Amaterasu a walk. She had asked Julie to wait for her to come back and, wanting to spend more time with her (and make sure that she really was as okay as she had said earlier), he had stayed in his room. Though he had taken fifteen minutes or so to shower and get changed himself, he really hadn’t moved from his spot on the bed.

Adelheid was not okay, not by any measure, but she was getting there. Closer by each passing day, certainly, enough so by now that she could put up a somewhat believable mask to most of the world. It helped that she could trust Julie to look after her. Around him, she didn't have to worry about anything.

She was still sure she could smell the blood on her hands as she brought them up to tie her hair back. Shaking her head, she forced her thoughts elsewhere.

She was still not quite all right enough to go to class, and thus decided she had no need to worry about dress code just yet. Feeling somewhat refreshed after her shower, she clad herself in a light dress, one precisely calculated to give her the optimal amount of both freedom of movement and decent coverage. It wasn't like she was going to walk around the campus half naked, after all.

Not like she was going to walk through half the campus anyway. She would take Amaterasu out, then return to Julie's room.

With Julie, she was safe.

Amaterasu enjoyed his walk immensely, glad to see his mistress was feeling better. Adelheid found a faint smile curling her lips as she watched the puppy bouncing to and fro. A nagging voice at the back of her mind reminded her of Nuvola, wondering if she was getting her walkies now. She pushed it away. One of Cavallone's men would take care of her, or Hibari's own henchmen. As long as she did not get caught, she did not need to worry. It was none of her business.

Hibari was still alive. That meant he would probably pull through, knowing the stubborn bastard. She still wasn't sure if this was a good thing.

As she finally made her way back to Julie's room, she was a veritable mess of ambivalent feelings, but somehow she managed to keep the smile on her face as she knocked on the door with a very happy, very exhausted little puppy.

She had worried Julie enough.

It was difficult for Julie not to be worried. He had almost told her no when she had left, but had let her go, knowing she needed her space. When he heard that knock on the door though, he was up immediately, opening the door. He could tell the smile on Adelheid’s face was slightly strained, but it was better than it had been the last few days.

“Welcome back, darling,” he greeted with a smile, opening the door wider for her.

She returned the smile, stepping inside after an enthusiastic Amaterasu. "And what would you have done if I had not returned here?"

“I would have searched for you, even if I had to go to the ends of the earth,” he said to her, being completely honest. He cupped her cheeks, pressing his lips to hers softly. “I wouldn’t be able to be without you very long.”

"I was only referring to my own room," she said with a teasing tone. "I would not disappear on you quite that easily." Never mind that she had promised to return to him. She would not break such a promise.

He smiled and took her hand, bringing it to his lips. “Good. I would be sad if you disappeared on me.”

"As though you would let me." She looked him directly in the eye. "Julie... thank you."

He blinked slowly, confused. “What for?”

"For... everything." She moved her hand to brush her fingertips against his lips. "Looking after me. Taking care of me." She paused. "Not taking me up on that offer."

Julie pursed his lips and pressed a kiss to her fingertips. “I will always look after you and take care of you. You did it for us for so long and, beyond that, I want to.” Then he was quiet for a moment at the last statement. “...I couldn’t. Knowing you would regret it...I couldn’t do that to you.”

"I know. That's why you are the Julie I love." The words came so easily, she had to wonder at herself. She would have expected it to be harder to force them out.

Her free hand came up to the side of his face. "That's why I know... I will not regret." She leant in to catch his lips with hers.

Julie didn’t really have any time to react to her words. It was the first time she had used love with him. But then her lips were over his and he couldn’t really think. His eyes closed as he returned the kiss, his arms coming up to wrap around her waist and pull her closer. He always did love this part.

Adelheid finally pulled away from the kiss for a breath, smiling up at him. She toyed with his goatee with a small grin. "Scratchy."

He chuckled a little bit. “Yeah, but you like it~.” His own hand came up to brush over her hair, still smiling. His minds was still on her words and was about to return her words of love when he realized something.

“You...” His eyes widened a little bit. “Wait. You said you wouldn’t regret. Does that mean...”

"I was wondering when you would catch on." A teasing little smirk.

“You really want to...” His hands traced over her body, unable to stop himself. “You really want to be with with me?”

"Yes. Yes, I do." She looked him directly in the eye. "Because you showed me that I can trust you. I do trust you."

Julie stared at her for a moment before grinning, pulling her close. “Do you know how happy that makes me?”

"I think I can make a guess," she chuckled. "You're crushing me."

“Oh, oops.” He loosened his hold a little, still grinning. “I guess I’m a little excited.” With a happy sigh, he pressed his lips to hers lightly. “I think this is the first time that I’m not quite sure where to begin.”

"Excited is what I want you to be," she murmured, her hand moving back to tangle in the soft, red locks. "And really? I thought you would have this scenario all planned out years ago."

“The problem is, with years to plan, I have too many scenarios to choose from.” His hands ran up her back, the fabric lifting and dragging up at her thighs a little. “I don’t know which one to go with.”

She looked at him with half-closed eyes. "How about we just see how it goes?"

He chuckled lowly. “Have I ever told you that I love the way you think?” His lips brushed along her jaw while his hands wandered to her sides. They slid along them smoothly until they reached the sides of her breasts and rested there. “Just tell me if you’re uncomfortable, alright?”

"When have I ever had a problem with telling you when I'm not pleased?" At the same time, she couldn't help but be nervous, just the slightest bit. Oh, she had her mind firmly made up, and to be technical it was not the very first time anyway, but that didn't make the prospect of trusting her body to someone else so intimately any less terrifying.

“True. I should know better by now.” His teeth scraped against her jaw lightly until he reached her earlobe. He took the lobe between his teeth, nibbling on it as his hands finally cupped her breasts. Though not the first time he had done this, it still felt completely new to him, and he planned on enjoying it thoroughly.

Adelheid gave him a soft gasp as he attended to her ear, the slightest of flushes rising to her cheeks as she felt Julie's hands feeling her breasts through the fabrics of her dress and bra. There were times when she felt nothing but embarrassment for her massive chest, yet her breasts seemed to fit perfectly under his hands. Her hand tangled even tighter into his hair.

He couldn’t help but smirk at the gasp that she gave, glad that he was doing right by her so far. Now that he had been given a clear pass to continue, his touch on her breasts firmed, kneading them through the fabric of her dress. They seemed at home there, exploring them with his hand as he worried the lobe between his teeth.

Adelheid decided she liked this. Julie's hands felt good on her body, made her feel good about herself. She moved her head ever so slightly to press a light kiss on his neck.

Julie hummed when he felt her lips against his neck, his head tipping ever so slightly in encouragement. While he had dreamed of dozens of different scenarios with the woman in front of him, none of them really equaled to reality - the heavy weight of her breasts in his hands, the taste of her skin, the feel of her pressed against him. It was enough to make him shiver in anticipation.

“Do you know how much I want you, Adelheid?” he asked a little breathlessly.

"Enough to make this worth it for both of us, I hope." She leant even closer, linking her ankle behind his as she looked up at him. "Julie... I want you. It terrifies me to even admit this aloud, but I do. I love you, and I trust you, and yes, I want to be with you." She managed a smile at him. "I know I will not regret it."

“That’s...” He was quiet for a moment as the words sank in. “That’s more than I could have ever hoped for.” One of his hands went to cup her cheek, his thumb brushing over the skin lightly. He pressed his lips to hers softly, so softly that they were barely there. “I’ve dreamed of you saying that and all I can say is that I love you so much.”

His free hand went down to the hem of her dress, his fingertips caressing the skin just under it lightly. “We should probably get comfortable though.”

Adelheid gave him a small smirk. Julie was not the only one who could cover up uncertainty with bravado. "I thought I was the one who was supposed to tell if I was uncomfortable?" she teased. "But you're right. This is hardly the best position."

“You’re lucky that I love that sassy side of you so much~,” he teased back. With a smile, he took her hands and lead her back to the bed. When the back of his legs hit the edge, he sat down and tugged Adelheid into his lap. “Is this okay?”

"Yes." Adelheid rested her arms on his shoulders. "Yes, this is okay."

Amaterasu decided they were being far too sappy for his taste and settled down for a nap.

“Good.” His hands found their way to her thighs, slipping them up the tiny skirt that was slightly hiked up. His nails scratched lightly at the skin as his lips searched for hers, capturing them in a soft kiss.

Adelheid's arms hooked themselves around Julie's neck as she returned the kiss, hungry for more contact.

The feeling of his fingers moving up her thighs sent tiny shivers down her spine.

He let out a small groan into the kiss, his teeth nipping lightly at her bottom lip. His nails ran along her inner thighs, shifting underneath her to get more comfortable. It was hard to take his time when just this little bit of contact aroused him more than any other time with a woman.

Adelheid straddled his lap, trying to suppress another shiver at the feeling of his hands caressing her skin as she sought to deepen the kiss. The hem of her dress was riding up with every tiny movement, leaving more and more of her thighs bare to his eyes and hands. A feeling of excitement was developing inside her, bringing a flush to her cheeks and warmth to her abdomen.

Only Julie could make her feel like this. Only Julie was allowed to.

It was all too much and not enough at the same time. The feel of her skin under his hands, the taste of her against his lips made him crave for more. He allowed her to deepen the kiss, allowed her to choose the pace of it for now. He was content to give up control, just for a little while.

Besides, that gave him the opportunity to concentrate on other things (since the heady feeling in his mind made it difficult to focus at the moment), like sliding his fingertips just under the leg bands of her panties, teasing the skin there for a moment. And then his hands were moving, sliding to cup the underside of her thighs and pulls her hips flush against his. He groaned at the sudden contact, his fingers digging into her thighs slightly.

He was going to go mad by the end, he just knew it.

A soft moan escaped Adelheid's throat as Julie pulled her close. There was a certain thrill to this, the newness of the experience and lack of familiarity that left her grasping for reassurance, yet she knew everything would be all right. Julie wouldn't let it be anything but all right.

However upset it had made her to remember it, she mused in the back of her mind, at the part that was still somewhat conscious, her little incident in the future was not all bad. It helped her forget the worst of her fears, and though some uncertainty still remained, it was much more manageable. Certainly much easier to drown in her arising feelings of love and, yes, lust.

Perhaps this Julie did not know every last one of her turn-ons as well as his older counterpart had, but he seemed rather eager to learn.

At the moan, Julie’s hands moved away from her thighs, satisfied that she wasn’t going to move away. It was difficult to pull away from the kiss, but he needed to breathe. Not wanting to be separated from her though, he buried his face in her neck, his teeth nipping at the skin. He wanted to keep tasting her.

His hands went to the back of her dress, searching for the zipper there. There were too many barriers between them. Now that he had this opportunity, he wanted her as close as she could be, wanted her to be pressed against him in every sense. When he finally found the zipper, he paused.

“May I undress you?” he asked, his tone soft.

Adelheid's hands brushed down over Julie's shoulders, down his back, coming to rest hovering just a touch away from his belt. "Yes," she murmured. "Yes, please do."

Julie smiled and gripped the zipper in his fingers, tugging it down slowly. His lips brushed against her neck as he did, shivering in anticipation.

Adelheid tried to control herself, but she couldn't help arching her back ever so slightly as Julie opened the zipper of her dress, his fingers agonizingly slow. "Just open it," she murmured into his hair. "I know you can't wait to get your hands on my body."

He chuckled a little bit. “Of course I do, my love. I’ve thought about it so much.” He quickly pulled down the zipper and brought his hands to rest against her shoulders. They began to slide it down, exposing her torso as his lips brushed over her shoulder in a gesture of affection.

Despite herself, Adelheid couldn't help but tense up a bit as the dress slid downwards over her body, leaving more and more of her bare. The edge of the dress passed the last precipice of her breasts and fell down to her waist, leaving her torso clad in her bra and little else.

For a moment, all he could do was stare. She really was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen or been with. His hands began to caress her bare skin, in complete awe. Even the feel of her under his hands was more than he had ever imagined.

“You’re so gorgeous,” he whispered in a reverent tone.

She managed not to flush too much at his words. "Flatterer," she murmured, her hands sliding down just a bit until her fingertips slid under the waistband at his back.

He shivered, arching a little at the feel of her fingers against his skin. His hands went to her back, tracing along the curve of her spine until he reached her bra. He began to fumble with the clasp, hands shaking.

“I’m just being honest.”

For some reason, the feeling of Julie's hands shaking against her skin made her feel less nervous about all this. At least she wasn't the only one who was somewhat uncertain, however much more experienced he was. "...You need help with that?"

“No, I think that...” He trailed off as he concentrated, trying to seem less nervous. Now that he had Adelheid here, he couldn’t seem to stop the way his hands were shaking. After a moment, he made a triumphant sound as the clasp came undone. “See? I got it done.”

"Good boy." She took her hands from his back for a moment to slide them through the straps, leaving only Julie's hands to stop her bra from falling down right now. Quite aware of how close to being bare she was right now, she decided to distract herself by starting to work on the buttons of his shirt.

As her fingers worked on his buttons, he began to nip at the skin at the hollow of her throat. He wanted to move further down, but he wasn’t sure how she would take it. Instead, his hands slipped to the front and cupped her now bare breasts, his nails scratching the skin lightly.

Adelheid's breath hitched as Julie fondled her bare breasts, the touch of his hands almost enough to make her break out in goosebumps. Her thighs tightened for a second around him before she forced herself to relax, continuing on his shirt, button by button.

When he heard the hitch, he smirked a little, gaining some of his confidence back. His thumbs brushed over her nippled, nail teasing them a little. “Do you like this?”

She murmured something that was most likely an agreement, her own hands halting for a moment in their task.

Julie smirked and finally moved the bra away, tossing it on the floor. He stared, just for a moment, unable to believe this was really happening. Then his hands began to explore every inch of her breasts, fingertips caressing the skin, and his mouth following one of his hands. His lips brushed over the skin, his teeth nipped and scraped over the swell of her breasts, and his tongue ran over the area. He could spend hours just teasing her breasts.

Julie's attentions made Adelheid shudder. She leant into his touch, unable to help herself as she yearned more of the contact. The sensation of Julie's mouth and hands moving about such sensitive, intimate parts of her only made her anticipation grow.

"Julie," she gasped, her voice quiet even as she started pushing his now open shirt off his shoulders. The feeling of the toned chest and shoulders underneath were not exactly helping her self-control.

His tongue circled one of her nipples, flicking it over the hard nub teasingly. The way she sounded sent a lance of pleasure down to his groin and he couldn’t believe that he was the one doing this to her. His hips rocked upwards, searching for some friction and he groaned when his hips met hers. It was only a matter of time before he was inside of her and the thought made him shiver in anticipation.

At the moment, Adelheid was quite ready to forgive her breasts for being so uncomfortable and cumbersome at times. A soft moan escaped her mouth as Julie attended her nipple. Oh, gods, she needed more of him, all of him.

"I want you," she murmured, her voice dark with lust.

He looked up at her, licking his lips. Hearing that was better than anything his mind had ever supplied, and he really hoped that this wasn’t a dream. He scrapped his teeth over her nipple softly.

“There’s so much I want to do to you still.” His hands moved down her body, nails scratching just the tiniest bit over her sides and stomach. “I never thought that this would happen, and I want...there’s so much that I want.”

"You -- ah! -- are free to do so." She did trust him, after all. Her eyes slid over the well-defined muscles of his shoulders. Julie may not have shown it off much, but he did have a great body.

"Why did you not think this would happen?

“Because of...everything. Before we were together, this was all just a dream to me.” He gripped her hips and lifted her, laying her on the bed. He moved to kneel between her legs, running a hand down the center of her body. “Now that it’s happening, I don’t think I can stop.”

Her dress bunched up around her waist as he laid her down, the only piece of clothing on her body aside from her panties. She couldn't help but feel another wave of strange vulnerability as she lay there, Julie leaning over her, hungry eyes dancing over her body. At the same time there was a certain rush of triumph and lust alike at the thought it was her that put that look in his eyes.

"You would if I asked you to." She was certain about that. After all, Julie was worth her trust. "However... I'm not asking you to stop."

He paused in his perusal of her and looked into her eyes. The amount of trust in them made his heart skip a beat. He didn’t know if anyone had ever trusted him like that before. “I’m very glad about that.”

He leaned down to kiss her again, his hands going to the dress bunched at her hips and tugging it down. He wanted all of her clothes off.

Adelheid lifted first her hips, then her legs, allowing him to get the dress off. She managed to stop herself from covering herself with her hands as she lay almost naked afterwards, only a pair of pale blue panties shielding the last of her from Julie's eyes.

Adelheid’s lack of clothing made him aware of his own still mostly clothed state. As much as he wanted to strip all of his clothes off, he also didn’t want to pull away from her. The urge to stay close won out as he moved back down to her breasts. His hands cupped both and his mouth descended upon on, lips wrapping around a nipple. He suckled on it, every so often pausing to tease it with his tongue while his fingers were busy with the other, tugging it gently.

For years, he had imagined doing this to her, touching her and causing her pleasure, and now that it was happening, he wanted to make sure that she thoroughly enjoyed it.