Broken

she watched the dark haired man as he sat upon her sofa, staring out of the living room window. He did this almost every afternoon now, for the past month. Surprisingly enough, his awakening had gone well, although he still stayed to himself quite a bit. Any other woman wouldn\'t have been able to note the subtle changes within the dark witch, but Robin had caught them. She felt as though this made him close to him, and most likely it did. This closeness that they shared was something she had alwaysed dreamed of, and now she was beginning to experience it. As the days went by they grew closer and after a while he had begun to allow her into his quiet time, which in the past never happened, and sometimes they shared it together for what seemed like hours on end. But it always started this way, him alone, and her behind him, watching and waiting for the perfect moment to approach him.

She could hardly believe it had been a month, it had passed so quickly, and he had progressed so well. The first week was very rough on the older man. He broke a few possessions of Robin\'s, unable to keep his power in check at times, and whenever he became frusterated with himself, more things would become broken as well. After that first week though, that stopped. Robin was patient with him, and that helped more than anything. How could she get mad though, she knew he didn\'t do it on purpose, not to mention she didn\'t want to do anything to stunt his progress, . Becoming a witch was hard enough for the man she now lived with, he really didn\'t need the added pressure of her anger. Yet in all reality, she wasn\'t at all angry, if anything she was relieved, relieved it was coming out, instead of staying in. Mostly though, no possession she owned could be as precious as he himself was to her. She would gladly have all of the objects in her home broken if it meant he would stay with her

At first the alone time scared her, terrified her in fact. She was almost afraid he was sinking back into his old ways, but after a few days she realized this was his way of resting and reflecting. In fact his actions toward her weren\'t in anyway stand-offish anymore. Though he was tentative in approaching her, he never rejected any advance she gave. He even seemed to welcome them and replyed to her in his own fashion as well. Relief flooded the young fire witch as she recalled the many days they had spent together as well as the many looks and gentle touches. Touches that were never inappropriate, no matter how desperately she craved for them to be. Yet she knew that would come in time, right now, he had things to figure out, and she needn\'t confuse or aggrevate him with her growing desires. For now she could content herself with the closeness he allowed her. Thankfully he gave her that.

It had been almost an hour since the dark witch had sat himself at the living room window to begin his daily routine of watching the outside world pass him by, and it was this time that Robin had been waiting for. His time alone was up, and now was their quiet time together. Her body was resting upon the entrance to the kitchen as she watched him, waiting for the moment to approach him. She needn\'t rush, for he would be there, yet her body ached to reach him, almost as if he would disappear if she didn\'t move fast enough. Yet still she tormented herself a little longer, lingering at her post, gazing upon the man she loved as he continued to stare out of her living room window. Then she saw it, his head moved ever so slightly and she knew that now he was ready for her presence, and slowly she let her light frame move from where she was to walk toward him. She took her time, not wanting to startle him, even though he was more than aware she was there with him, yet still she respected the quietness between them enough to not allow her to rush to him and hold him like she longed to. She would reach him soon enough.

Slowly she moved across the room, holding her hand out in front of her, her entire body in silent agony with the pain of needing to feel some part of him on her own flesh. Then at last, she felt the soft texture of his silky hair against her fingertips, and instantly the ache in her was replaced with a deep satisfaction at their contact. Reverently she slipped her fingertips through his hair, caressing his tender scalp as her other hand came to rest upon his broad shoulder. At the contact she supplied them both with she felt his body instantly relax, and with only a sigh breaking the afternoon silence his head came back slowly to rest upon her breast. Tenderly she stroked his ebony hair as he continued to stare out into the world, his body a comfortable weight against her. Yes, this was more than enough closeness for her as of now, if this was all he would allow, then she would gladly take it. There wasn\'t any need to rush, she knew that, he would be with her now, for good.

With a sigh of her own, she allowed her gaze to linger from the man she held in a tender embrace to look upon the outside world he watched in silent wonder. The clouds had begun to build, and she knew that it would be another stormy day, spent inside. Yes, that would be just fine.

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They had spent the past month this way. Him lost in his own thoughts as he stared quietly out into the world, and she would stand close, watching over him as if she were his guardian angel. Hmm... almost too cheesy for a man like him, but it was true. She was an angel, and he could only think the power above that he was blessed enough to be protected by her. At first he didn\'t know where he stood with her, she shyed away for a while, but then he realized she was only giving him the space he needed. Now she would come to him during his quiet periods, and that was the best part of his day.

That was when she would hold him.

He could feel it too. Feel her presence and feel the sweet tension of his body anticipating her touch. Her skirts would rustle and he knew she was near. It always felt like an eternity until he would feel that soft tender hand upon him, and then it would at last come, and every ounce of tension would be washed away.

Today it was the same thing. The same approach, the same tension, the same everything, but there was something slightly different, something he had been pushing away for some time. But he couldn\'t resist it any more, he couldn\'t resist his need of her sweet body any longer... and he wouldn\'t.

He felt her soft body come up fully against his, and gently she drew him back to rest upon her. He could smell her now, and his need only increased with the sweet aroma that was entirely her. The tender caress of her fingertips was almost maddening against his scalp, but he never wanted it to stop. Slowly he he brought his arm up, pulling away from the soft embrace for only a moment as he reached for the blind to pull it shut and to close the outside world out for today, and maybe for good.

The blind hit the window sill with a thoud, and he felt Robin jump slightly with the sound of the connection. Slowly he stood, and turned to be face to face with his angel. There she stood, almost startled, but oh so beautiful in the darkness of the living room. Her hair was loose, and perfectly framed her lovely face. His body was on fire justy by looking at her, and he could see the same fire in her own eyes, and it was then he knew that she wanted him as well.

They didn\'t have to wait any longer, all those years of loneliness and pain were about to end, and for the first time in his life he was scared. Scared he wouldn\'t be everything she needed, and scared that he couldn\'t give her all that she expected. What if...

Then he felt it, the pads of her fingertips were slowly dragging over his cheek bone until her palm came to rest fully on his face, cupping his cheek. Slowly he looked up, and as he did she closed the distance between them and let her soft pink lips rest gently against his.

Though it was just a small sweet kiss, it was the right amount of fuel he needed to start what he had only dreamt of. His previous fears were thrown to the wind as he felt the soft pink lips of the younger witch press fully upon his, and slowly he let his tongue drag across her bottom lip to seek entrance. A moan was his only response as she opened her mouth enough for him to dip in to taste her.

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Her body was on fire as she felt Amon\'s mouth upon hers and his questing tongue seeking entrance to her mouth. The world seemed as if it had stopped completely and her body began to throb with the realization of their actions. It was slow and memorizing, their kiss, and she felt as though she would melt right into him as he slipped deeper within her mouth. HIs strong arms had come to rest behind her back, supporting her against him as he explored her. She had never felt this way in her whole life, and she doubted that he had either.

Slowly their kiss ended, he pulled away with a final suckle to her bottom lip as he leaned back to take in the sight of her. Her cheeks flamed red as his passion ridden eyes gazed upon her, and it was at that moment that she saw a complete change come over the man who was holding her in his arms. He looked at peace, and for the first time she felt that way too.

Lovingly she let her hands come up to hold his face gently, tenderly stroking every inch of his delicate skin. She needed him, now. There were no words to describe the immense need that flooded her, and she knew that only he could quench her hunger for him. But he wasn\'t in a hurry, and slowly she felt the curtain of his black mane against her face once more as his searching mouth came back down upon hers in a slow seductive kiss.

His tongue swept inside once more, filling her to capacity and stealing her breath away. Though her lungs cried out, her heart didn\'t care as long as he would continue on with his kiss, but he didn\'t. He pulled back, but kept the closeness between them as he trailed tender kisses along her cheek to her ear, where he laid one last kiss upon her ear lobe. His breath was warm against her and instantly her body tensed in his embrace. His voice was dark and low, as he whispered to her, which she could only nod her consent as she was picked up in his arms, his words still ringing in her ear...

\"Robin... may I make love to you now?\"

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The walk to her room seemed to take an eternity, but now as she stood there facing him in the firelight of her room, the storm raging outside, she realized that after years of waiting her dreams were finally coming true.

He was here with her now, and they were finally going to be together. Everyone had always told her it was an innocent little girl\'s first crush, that it was puppy love, but she had always known that her love for Amon ran deeper than that, she knew that her heart would forever belong to him, and in the time that they were apart, that had never changed. Her heart was his, and now he was going to take the rest that she had to offer him.

He undressed her slowly, wanting to take his time with her, to show her passion and love beyond her wildest dreams, and to fully memorize everything that she was. Her garments seemed to fade away from her body as if in slow motion, and soon she stood bare to his eyes, and she could feel the heat of his gaze fully upon her. It was full of warmth and love, tracing every plane and curve of her body with his hands following the same path. His touch was soft and tender, but almost painful as he slowly felt her soft skin.

\"Lay down Robin,\" he murmured as he continued to stare upon her, and slowly he backed her to the bed and helped her to lie down upon it. The fire blazed behind him, creating a shadow upon her body of his as he began to remove his clothing as well, letting her at last see him in all of his glory. She wasn\'t in the least dissappointed either.

No words could describe the perfection she was now witnessing. Though she had seen him before, nothing could compare to this moment. His body was finely carved muscle, and his skin was flawless in the firelight, but it was the passion burning deep within his dark eyes that made him perfect. Because that passion was only for her, and wou.ld only be for her from this moment on.

His eyes captured hers as he slowly made his way onto the bed, coming to rest fully above her. Heat seemed to radiate from his body, and she felt as if she would die from the intensity, and then she felt her heart stop within her chest as he slowly leaned down once more to give her a slow passionate kiss, pressing his body fully to hers.

Time seemed to stop then as their night together had at last started after years of want. Slowly he began his worship of her body, tasting her fully to his deepest desire, not letting one inch of her go unnoticed. She was sweet to the taste and the moans she produced when he slipped her perfect nipple within his mouth was music to his ears. Her body arched into his mouth as he laved attention upon her aching flesh, nipping her tenderly as he assaulted her negected breast. A fine sheen of sweat had begun to form, and she was lost completely in the sensations he was creating within her. Fire spread throughout his own body as he felt the woman beneath him writhe in pleasure against him.

She was wild and open for the first time in her life. Gone was the young girl he once new, she was now replaced with a needing woman, a woman of passion and deep want. A woman full of love. Her body was on fire with each stroke of his tongue against her tender breasts, and slowly as he pleasured her, his hand began it\'s slow decent to her womanhood.

The warmth from her core assaulted his fingertips as he slipped them between her folds feeling her for the first time. Her breath caught in her throat at his invasion, and slowly he looked up to regard her. Her eyes were wide and shoked at the feel of him touching her so intimately, but they soon closed in pleasure as his began to rub her tender nub. Never had he witnessed something so beautiful. The woman before him was completely open and unafraid, it was almost as if they had been with each other many times before this. The closeness that he was sharing with her was overwhelming, and he knew that he would do anything to satisfy the woman he held within his arms. He knew there would never be another for him, that he could never let her go.

His body was on fire as he watched her take pleasure from him, and a deep weight seemed to lift from within him as she came closer to the edge. A whimper escaped her as he slipped another finger deep within her entrance, feeling her walls clamp down around him fully. She was so open and warm, all he could do was stare, mezmorized as she began to move against him. She was breathtaking as she reached her first orgasm, and Amon could only gaze upon her as she fell back to the soft cushion of her bed. Her breast heaved with each labored breath, and her body trembled within his strong embrace completely satisfied for the first time. He could only watch as a deep satisfaction settled within him at her completion, and words he had never before uttered spilled from his mouth as he looked upon the woman spread out beneath him.

\"Robin, I love you.\"

With those words said, the green eyes of his love opened to regard him, a large smile appearing upon her flawless features as she pulled him to her, and kissed him with all the love she held within her own heart. Those were the words she needed to hear for so long, and those were the words that sealed her loss of innocence and awakening into womanhood.

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The joining of their bodies was beyond perfect, and Robin felt as though she were fading right into him as he brought her to completion over and over again. His body was relentless in its quest to pleasure her, and all she could do was take the love he lavished upon her. The feel of him inside of her was more fascinating than words could describe, but the feel of him shuddering his own completion into her arms was more than she could\'ve ever dreamed of. The rain outside never let up as they consumated their love for one another, but somehow it was fitting. The outside world didn\'t matter anymore, it was blocked off completely now and that was just fine with Robin. The rain was perfect, it was a clensing of their souls, and a perfect beginning to their future together, washing away any impurities from their past. This was a fresh start, a new start to a happy ending.

She could feel his insistent kisses upon her, and she could feel her body flooding with the intense wave of fire that was threatening to consume her. A loud cry was ripped from her mouth as Amon thrusted deep within her one last time, releasing his own passion deep within her awaiting body. His body was frozen above hers, arched in completion, head thrown back and eyes closed as a guttural maon was ripped from his own mouth, her name falling from his lips. He was amazing to her now, and her eyes merely stared upon him as her much needed breath froze within her throat. Then suddenly his weight came down upon her as she struggled once more to catch her breath, and she held him tenderly as he too attempted the same task. Then she felt it, the pent up emotion he had never been able to release fall against her warmed flesh, tears. Tears of the past flooded down upon her accepting body as he let go of his pain and suffering. The broken man that had come to her that month ago was now gone, and replaced with the man she now held to her, a man in need of love, a man who would always have hers. Slowly she caressed his bare back, letting him know that he was home, with her now and forever as she whispered back to him...

\"I love you too, Amon.\"

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Ok, i\'m sorry it took so long. I\'ve been working like crazy, i don\'t even know if I ate today or not. Anyway I hope you guys liked it. I struggled for a while, my original stuff had been lost... me no happy. But I think it turned out ok. and if not I guess i know not to maybe make a sequel... te he! Hope the lemon was ok, and yeah, i felt it was more appropriate to go for something more subdued and not fully detailed, again i hope you enjoyed. bye now!

P.S. - vote for a sequel i may do one...