Full Extent of Love

AN: Hey there everyone, DM here! I'm still unhappy about the number of Ergo Proxy fics, so I decided to add one.. Follow my lead, please? Oh, and one more thing..

Enjoy!

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Full Extent of Love
by Dark Mrowlidash

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Life on the 'rabbit' has definitely been different.

Our journey was beginning again... only this time, we had no destination--no pasts to uncover, no homes to return to. Romdo had fallen. For a while, I could still look back at the remains of the dome, fragments of paradise, charred and sticking awkwardly out of the dirt. The new sky that peeked out of the clouds overhead seemed to glare with disdain, down on the broken city. I had that feeling toward it as well.

The world outside was enchanting, even as barren as it was. I'd been through it once already, nearly died in the wastelands, but no matter what, I always made it through. Because someone stronger than I was, stayed with me. He was still with us.

Vincent Law was currently inside the ship, which was stopped while we rested. The night was coming soon, something we were finally able to tell from the sky, and not the clocks. The blue sky that signaled the 'awakening', began to signify even more. We could live by it now.

Kristeva and Pino, the autoreivs who accompanied us, were currently a short distance away, Pino playing some game, laughing heartily with the endless joy contained in her body. Kristeva was really the perfect mother for her, keeping a watchful and protective eye. It surely felt good, to be cared for, protected.. After all that had happened, I realized that having someone who cares for you, is a truly precious thing. I'd actually managed to give my heart to the person who cared about me...

"Re-l.."

The soft, almost sleepy sounding voice coming from the doorway alerted me to Vincent's presence. His hand held the frame of the ship's entrance lightly, and his eyes looked deep into mine. Before, I'd always thought that serene look on his face was annoying--he was always unprepared, underestimating our situation, not thinking, not helping. He'd helped me more than I ever could. Finally, at the journey's end, I had admitted the truth. That foolish man, that complete and utter pain in the ass...

"Wow... you're.. really beautiful, like always.. Re-l. Come here," Vincent said, outstretched arms waiting.

"Vincent," I'd said so softly, like a whisper.. before crossing over the ship and melting into his arms. They were strong, stronger than I'd ever noticed on our first journey. His entire body was hidden, for the most part, by his immigrant clothes.. He still wore them, of course, but now I knew what was underneath.

Vincent held me close, snug and happy, smiling that damned adorable smile of his the entire time. It made me smile too, now.. and he took every opportunity to blush at the sight of it. The heat of his body felt good, and I found myself snuggling closer and closer, pressing our bodies together.

"..mmm, Re-l?" Vincent asked with a questioning voice, wanting perhaps to know what would be happening in our immediate future? Sometimes I wondered about him, it really didn't take a god to be able to figure that out...

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Our bed was nothing special, once it had only been my bed, but now both Vincent and I shared it. It wasn't very big, but it suited our needs, and we had enough blankets piled in it to actually make the thing comfortable.

Not that I was really paying attention, considering that at the moment, I was naked and lightly panting, with a man in very much the same situation right above me. Vincent leaned down to my face, breathing.. speaking slowly..

"Re-l.. You're perfect. I--" I stopped his words with a kiss. I knew already. I knew how he felt, how I felt. Now, I just wanted to feel..

My tongue slid past his lips, tasting his, arousing his senses and drawing him out of his romantic reverie. He pushed his tongue against mine, fighting for dominance, his hands roaming down my body, fingers slipping over my breasts, brushing my nipples. Yes.. he was getting into it now. That was what I wanted, begged for with each movement of my tongue inside his slick, hot mouth.

As his hands moved, my body responded.. arching gently off the bed, bumping against him, rubbing into his skin. He took control of our kiss, tangling one of his hands in my hair. I felt his warm lips pull away as we broke for air, and as if responding to my longing moan, press back into mine for another deep kiss.

Letting him take control allowed me to focus on the grinding that was taking place down lower.. I knew I was furiously rubbing my clit into Vincent's thigh, circling my hips into his hovering weight, enjoying the wetness that was starting to form between my legs. With his one leg between mine, I could feel him as he hardened, his cock transforming into the thick and lengthy beast I knew it to be... something I felt no ordinary man could have possessed. I was lucky, then.

I broke the kiss this time, snaking my arm down our bodies, reaching for Vincent's rigid penis, enclosing it in my grip. He moaned sharply and bucked roughly into my hand, causing the topmost blanket on us to lose hold on the bed, and slump to the floor. With more freedom to move, I stroked up and down the shaft, pleased by his sounds of enjoyment.

"Oh.. Re-l.. you're so good.. yeah.." were the words, dripping as languidly out of his mouth as the precum from his leaking tip. He was somewhat dazed and breathy, which made him sexier.. I was getting excited for him, and he sensed it. A fiendish little smile was forming in the corners of his mouth. I liked that smile..

Choosing to stop fucking my hand, Vincent reached forward, placing his fingers on my inner thigh, parting my legs open wider, placing his hand in between, a few fingers searching blindly for a spot they would quickly find. Vincent pressed the dampened pads of his fingers against my clit and rubbed, going in little circles, pushing and very gently pinching. I felt amazing, my eyes fixing on him, my moans intensifying. I could feel my hips gyrating on him, without me even giving that a thought. It was so good, I just wanted more. Vincent was going to bring me to an orgasm very soon.. and I welcomed release--as well as whatever came next.

Fulfilling my own prophecy and wishes, I felt the pressure build until it was at its limit, then came, rapidly descending, my inner walls beginning to spasm, suddenly slick with liquid. I was still moaning, even after the initial scream. I still wanted more of Vincent Law.

He knew it, too. It could only have been seconds before the tip of Vincent's engorged cock was pressing into me. The folds which accepted him were quite wet, and he slid in with little resistance, though the fit was tight and filling.. It felt so incredibly good, to be so full of him.. I groaned and rocked against him, forcing every last bit inside, wanting to get him moving. The look in his eyes was that of glazed delight.. the same amount of pleasure I derived from being full of his cock, he must have been feeling from the way I clenched him so tightly. It was so good, it was maddening.

"Vincent!" I said somewhat sharply, through my haze..

He came back to reality. I watched his hips draw back.. felt his hard length drawing out of me--the head slipping almost completely out.. the tingling feeling of him leaving me was kind of pleasant.. but even more so would be..

"Ah.. god--Vincent.." was my only reply as he thrust back in, stroking against my most sensitive spot, rubbing it as he pushed, slightly angled upward. He smiled again. I loved that smile!

My chest was heaving, as Vincent started to fuck me deeply, faster always, picking up speed as he grew more wild. Between his grunting, my moaning, and the sound of our flesh meeting, I was drowning in a world of wet pleasure, gladly losing myself. He was so deep, not to mention hard, he struck with so much power that eventually my moans began to punctuate his every thrust.. while he still grunted and growled and randomly pinched at my nipples--I was singing a glorious chorus of "Oh.. oh.. oh... oh..." I was indeed worshipping this Proxy god.

A second orgasm close at hand, I squeezed around him tightly, and cried out his name with a squeal before coming, coating him, us in my released tension.. Vincent suddenly grew stiff, roared, and followed me, pouring his cum, which I had desired, inside me, giving a worthy load of spent sex.. so hot I swore it could melt me. As if remembering to breathe, I gasped for air as the man collapsed onto me, and miraculously, given the situation, my arms clung to him.

Vincent had no trouble gathering me up, pulling me into his embrace, and kissing me yet again. My mouth hung dazedly open, and his tongue flicked past my lips into it, rubbing about inside the cavern, tasting my happy exhaustion. That had been intense, but extremely pleasing. He pulled out then, and I sighed a bit once we were fully disengaged. The feeling was temporary though, being erased by the soft cuddle he pulled me into. I gladly curled into Vincent's chest, nuzzling against the muscle and kissing at his neck..

"So good.. Re-l..." he whispered now, placing his lips on my ear and gently sucking.. "I love you.. Did you like that?"

"Did I? ...you're fucking amazing," I smirked at the blush that tinged his cheeks at my language. Still a little innocent.. "And I love you too."

Forgetting all about the fallen blanket, and surrounded with plenty of heat to last both of us through the night, I drifted off to sleep, having fully enjoyed this, though recently, we'd ended every night this way. It was nothing to complain about, and in the morning we would continue on with the journey together.. The last thing I heard was Vincent still breathing steadily.. he was more awake than I was, but I was ready to sleep..

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End Chapter One