At Slightest Touch (WIP)
Fandom: The Host
Rating: Warning! Warning! Mature! Mature!
Pairings: Most definitely Ian/Wanda
Comments: So, I just wanted to get more Ian/Wanda out there. My mind has kind of been in a gutter because of it... Yeah... Also, I don't really like this title that much. So I'll have to reconsider greatly.
Summary: I found myself with a heavy breath. My mind was reeling. To think, this was all because the rains had finally ended... and Ian and I were going to have the room to ourselves for the first time...
Jeb was making his rounds: telling everyone to sleep, yelling for lights off, the usual. Only, the unusual thing was that we weren't all cooped up in the game room anymore. He was yelling from the halls to everyone in their rooms. Now that the rains have ended -- much to the dismay of this relatively new body of mine -- we were allowed to sleep in the rooms... That also meant the first time Ian and I would be able to sleep together alone. I blushed at the double meaning.
Knowing my actions much too well, Ian noticed the blushing even in the dark. I didn't like how this body's actions to emotions were so clear, that he could see my every feeling with just the slightest rush of blood or twitch of the mouth or flutter of the eyes. He smiled lightly, putting his hand on my forearm as he lowered himself to the mattress. I had goosebumps. I followed him shortly after without pulling my eyes away from his brilliantly blue ones. I found myself in love with them all over again; the emotion was overwhelming me now. This body certainly had to multiply every emotion, hm?
He must have sensed my emotional roller coaster because he smirked now, and said, "Feeling okay?" I nodded, numbly. "It seems you're having trouble there. Think I can help?" His eyes were growing darker, and a different emotion was overtaking his face. Lust.
I found myself unable to breathe now, because I was certain I was taking gulps of air now. What was I to respond? I had only the few memories from Melanie of what to do with flirting, and even those were in completely different scenarios -- more light and happy than this kind of passionate utterances. I suddenly felt very intimidated. I had no real prior knowledge of sexual reproduction not just for humans but for every species I was in, much less knowledge of pleasure. I remember Mel even mentally laughing at me as I discovered that memory of hers. It was back when she didn't trust me, but she was opening up. I felt like a fool, and embarrassed to say the least. Just like how I was feeling now.
I wasn't exactly sure of what was hinted in Ian's eyes... For all I knew, he was just being loving tonight. Extremely loving. Oh my. What if I wasn't up to par with what he expected?
Rating: Warning! Warning! Mature! Mature!
Pairings: Most definitely Ian/Wanda
Comments: So, I just wanted to get more Ian/Wanda out there. My mind has kind of been in a gutter because of it... Yeah... Also, I don't really like this title that much. So I'll have to reconsider greatly.
Summary: I found myself with a heavy breath. My mind was reeling. To think, this was all because the rains had finally ended... and Ian and I were going to have the room to ourselves for the first time...
Jeb was making his rounds: telling everyone to sleep, yelling for lights off, the usual. Only, the unusual thing was that we weren't all cooped up in the game room anymore. He was yelling from the halls to everyone in their rooms. Now that the rains have ended -- much to the dismay of this relatively new body of mine -- we were allowed to sleep in the rooms... That also meant the first time Ian and I would be able to sleep together alone. I blushed at the double meaning.
Knowing my actions much too well, Ian noticed the blushing even in the dark. I didn't like how this body's actions to emotions were so clear, that he could see my every feeling with just the slightest rush of blood or twitch of the mouth or flutter of the eyes. He smiled lightly, putting his hand on my forearm as he lowered himself to the mattress. I had goosebumps. I followed him shortly after without pulling my eyes away from his brilliantly blue ones. I found myself in love with them all over again; the emotion was overwhelming me now. This body certainly had to multiply every emotion, hm?
He must have sensed my emotional roller coaster because he smirked now, and said, "Feeling okay?" I nodded, numbly. "It seems you're having trouble there. Think I can help?" His eyes were growing darker, and a different emotion was overtaking his face. Lust.
I found myself unable to breathe now, because I was certain I was taking gulps of air now. What was I to respond? I had only the few memories from Melanie of what to do with flirting, and even those were in completely different scenarios -- more light and happy than this kind of passionate utterances. I suddenly felt very intimidated. I had no real prior knowledge of sexual reproduction not just for humans but for every species I was in, much less knowledge of pleasure. I remember Mel even mentally laughing at me as I discovered that memory of hers. It was back when she didn't trust me, but she was opening up. I felt like a fool, and embarrassed to say the least. Just like how I was feeling now.
I wasn't exactly sure of what was hinted in Ian's eyes... For all I knew, he was just being loving tonight. Extremely loving. Oh my. What if I wasn't up to par with what he expected?