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Chapter Four
Disclaimer- the characters of Witch Hunter Robin do not belong to me. Warning: lemon will be within this chapter…
A/N-ok I know I put in the disclaimer that there would be a lemon in the previous chapter, but I couldn’t go on because I wasn’t getting enough reviews (do not mock me Corlee1289) so this chapter will contain what wasn’t a part of the previous chapter so that I can finally write what the previous chapter was supposed to contain. Yes She knows She’s babbling…so on with the show-er fic…
Amon held Robin to him, she was beginning to fret. He could feel her wants. Amon smiled inwardly. She began to run her wet fingers through his hair, his silken raven locks spilling through and around her digits. He sighed as she continued her motions, making her smile. Over the past, Robin could not exercise control when around Amon; she simply cowered whenever she was around him, making him feel like he was superior. But it wasn’t like that to him; Robin just didn’t know how tempting she could be, even in the simplest things like wearing a different outfit, or curling up on a couch reading a book. Or the way she let out a deep breathe when she was beginning to feel nervous.
Amon looked down at Robin as she rested her hands on his chest. His hard muscles were chiseled to perfection. Robin began to blush; she had never been this close to Amon before, not to mention she was naked and so was he. She could feel his increasing member rubbing against her own, stimulating her. She let out a small sigh, her hand trailing down to Amon’s pelvis. He who had held power over her, she would make him think otherwise. Trailing somewhat down more, her hand came to rest upon his shaft. Robin gave a seductive smile before rubbing her hand up and down his hard shaft; making Amon moan followed by quick breaths as she continued her motions. Amon gritted his teeth, he didn’t know how much more he could take this. Robin continued to move her hand up and down and around the head of his member, squeezing his testicles as she did do. Her touches were feather light, but her touches were making Amon go insane, his control was ebbing away within the second. He didn’t want Robin to stop, but another voice told him it was a good idea, he didn’t want to wake up the next morning and regretting what he had done the previous night.
But the fire witch showed no signs of stopping, or her disapproval of Amon’s fingers trailing down her back, snaking under her bottom and rubbing her clitoris. Robin let out a shuddered gasp as his fingers trailed around her folds and then entering her. Robin made a sudden movement that shocked Amon more than anything; she jerked her hand away from his member, his hand free of her entrance and impaled herself onto his hips, guiding his shaft into her hot entrance.
Amon groaned as Robin took control. She was bouncing upon his hips madly, grinding against him. Water was splashing out of the tub, the water wad cold due to the time that was passed between them, but neither of them cared or bothered to get out. The sensation was that of Amon had never felt before; her tightness around his member, the cold water mixed with the cold air that was beginning to circulate the bathroom, and their moans pf pleasure.
He had never felt like this with other women, not even Touko, but then again Robin wasn’t like other women. She was different and he was content.
“…A-Amon…” she half whispered half moaned.
Amon took control from here; he picked up the pace and began to thrust into her like a wild animal, the water spilling out of the tub more frequently as his maddening pace made Robin scream ecstasy. Her skin was covered in goose flesh as waves of pleasure built on waves of pleasure, her body was going to short circuit if she didn’t release. But a part of her wanted this to continue, she was Amon to release himself like a bouquet of white lilies at a funeral upon a grave, she wanted him to scream his name, followed by curse words as he gave one final thrust before he collapsed on her. Whispering her name.
Robin’s breaths quickened as Amon’s thrusts became wilder; pounding her, leaving bruises on her pelvis as he grasped harder, his release was soon to come.
Robin gave one last scream before she released once more, her juices spilling around Amon’s member, was followed by his own. He let loose a guttural growl as he pressed himself into her body, going as far as he could. He regained his breath as he cooled down, their bodies covered in a thin sheet of sweat.
Silence fell around them as nothing was said; Robin’s skin was still in gooseflesh. Silence was golden until Amon leaned up and pushed Robin off of him then got out of the tub. Robin just sat there, confused and hurt. She at least wanted him to say something after what happened. Tears began to stream out of her eyes, when they fell into the cold water; ripples were made and surrounded her shaking body.
After several minutes, Amon wandered back to the bathroom, Robin was still in the tub, her body shaking and her lips trembling. He just gazed down at her shaking form, he then picked her up bridal style and carried her to the bed; laying her down on her back, he descended with her and kissed her lips fully. Robin closed her eyes as she let Amon take over, his hands trailing down her damp body, cupping her right breast, his fingers playing with her nipple. Trailing kisses down her jaw and towards her abdomen.
His lips were like fire to her fuel, she needed him like no other woman needed a man. She was deeply in love.
Robin gasped as she felt Amon’s tongue lick her folds, his finger rubbing her bundle of nerves. If so she was more turned on and already her juices spilt all over his hands and mouth. He tasted her and moaned in his delight. He continued with that snake tongue of his, pleasuring Robin in ways she never thought possible, and yet here she was; at the mercy of her dark lover.
Robin climaxed once more into Amon’s mouth, lapping up her juices, then trailing back up as he kissed her mouth, tasting herself on him. She moaned into his mouth as he fervidly kissed her over and over again.
Then as though just finishing a race, Amon collapsed on top of Robin, a silent “I love you” was whispered before they both fell asleep.
A/N-ok very good another chap done –yay- lemons, yet again are quite hard to write. It’s one thing to read them, which is beyond easy, and then there’s writing them, which is a real pain, because we all want our fics to be good right? Right? Right! Bye…
~mizzu~
A/N-ok I know I put in the disclaimer that there would be a lemon in the previous chapter, but I couldn’t go on because I wasn’t getting enough reviews (do not mock me Corlee1289) so this chapter will contain what wasn’t a part of the previous chapter so that I can finally write what the previous chapter was supposed to contain. Yes She knows She’s babbling…so on with the show-er fic…
Amon held Robin to him, she was beginning to fret. He could feel her wants. Amon smiled inwardly. She began to run her wet fingers through his hair, his silken raven locks spilling through and around her digits. He sighed as she continued her motions, making her smile. Over the past, Robin could not exercise control when around Amon; she simply cowered whenever she was around him, making him feel like he was superior. But it wasn’t like that to him; Robin just didn’t know how tempting she could be, even in the simplest things like wearing a different outfit, or curling up on a couch reading a book. Or the way she let out a deep breathe when she was beginning to feel nervous.
Amon looked down at Robin as she rested her hands on his chest. His hard muscles were chiseled to perfection. Robin began to blush; she had never been this close to Amon before, not to mention she was naked and so was he. She could feel his increasing member rubbing against her own, stimulating her. She let out a small sigh, her hand trailing down to Amon’s pelvis. He who had held power over her, she would make him think otherwise. Trailing somewhat down more, her hand came to rest upon his shaft. Robin gave a seductive smile before rubbing her hand up and down his hard shaft; making Amon moan followed by quick breaths as she continued her motions. Amon gritted his teeth, he didn’t know how much more he could take this. Robin continued to move her hand up and down and around the head of his member, squeezing his testicles as she did do. Her touches were feather light, but her touches were making Amon go insane, his control was ebbing away within the second. He didn’t want Robin to stop, but another voice told him it was a good idea, he didn’t want to wake up the next morning and regretting what he had done the previous night.
But the fire witch showed no signs of stopping, or her disapproval of Amon’s fingers trailing down her back, snaking under her bottom and rubbing her clitoris. Robin let out a shuddered gasp as his fingers trailed around her folds and then entering her. Robin made a sudden movement that shocked Amon more than anything; she jerked her hand away from his member, his hand free of her entrance and impaled herself onto his hips, guiding his shaft into her hot entrance.
Amon groaned as Robin took control. She was bouncing upon his hips madly, grinding against him. Water was splashing out of the tub, the water wad cold due to the time that was passed between them, but neither of them cared or bothered to get out. The sensation was that of Amon had never felt before; her tightness around his member, the cold water mixed with the cold air that was beginning to circulate the bathroom, and their moans pf pleasure.
He had never felt like this with other women, not even Touko, but then again Robin wasn’t like other women. She was different and he was content.
“…A-Amon…” she half whispered half moaned.
Amon took control from here; he picked up the pace and began to thrust into her like a wild animal, the water spilling out of the tub more frequently as his maddening pace made Robin scream ecstasy. Her skin was covered in goose flesh as waves of pleasure built on waves of pleasure, her body was going to short circuit if she didn’t release. But a part of her wanted this to continue, she was Amon to release himself like a bouquet of white lilies at a funeral upon a grave, she wanted him to scream his name, followed by curse words as he gave one final thrust before he collapsed on her. Whispering her name.
Robin’s breaths quickened as Amon’s thrusts became wilder; pounding her, leaving bruises on her pelvis as he grasped harder, his release was soon to come.
Robin gave one last scream before she released once more, her juices spilling around Amon’s member, was followed by his own. He let loose a guttural growl as he pressed himself into her body, going as far as he could. He regained his breath as he cooled down, their bodies covered in a thin sheet of sweat.
Silence fell around them as nothing was said; Robin’s skin was still in gooseflesh. Silence was golden until Amon leaned up and pushed Robin off of him then got out of the tub. Robin just sat there, confused and hurt. She at least wanted him to say something after what happened. Tears began to stream out of her eyes, when they fell into the cold water; ripples were made and surrounded her shaking body.
After several minutes, Amon wandered back to the bathroom, Robin was still in the tub, her body shaking and her lips trembling. He just gazed down at her shaking form, he then picked her up bridal style and carried her to the bed; laying her down on her back, he descended with her and kissed her lips fully. Robin closed her eyes as she let Amon take over, his hands trailing down her damp body, cupping her right breast, his fingers playing with her nipple. Trailing kisses down her jaw and towards her abdomen.
His lips were like fire to her fuel, she needed him like no other woman needed a man. She was deeply in love.
Robin gasped as she felt Amon’s tongue lick her folds, his finger rubbing her bundle of nerves. If so she was more turned on and already her juices spilt all over his hands and mouth. He tasted her and moaned in his delight. He continued with that snake tongue of his, pleasuring Robin in ways she never thought possible, and yet here she was; at the mercy of her dark lover.
Robin climaxed once more into Amon’s mouth, lapping up her juices, then trailing back up as he kissed her mouth, tasting herself on him. She moaned into his mouth as he fervidly kissed her over and over again.
Then as though just finishing a race, Amon collapsed on top of Robin, a silent “I love you” was whispered before they both fell asleep.
A/N-ok very good another chap done –yay- lemons, yet again are quite hard to write. It’s one thing to read them, which is beyond easy, and then there’s writing them, which is a real pain, because we all want our fics to be good right? Right? Right! Bye…
~mizzu~