Dark & Stormy Night

Lethe scowled irritably as he walked down the dark sidewalk. As if work hadn't been shitty enough, an annoying light drizzle had started as soon as he left the club. He hadn't been able to light a cigarette for it. And he sorely needed one. That or a stiff drink, he wasn't sure which. His clothing was clammy from the damp and a thin trickle of rainwater was running down the collar of his shirt, right the line of his spine.

"Fuck," he muttered as the heel of his boot caught on a crack in the sidewalk. He glanced up at the dark façade of the apartment building where he was currently living. Every single window was dark, the only hint of inhabitance the faint flicker of candles in a few of the windows. "Power must be out…again."

He sighed, fishing the key out of the front pocket of his tight black jeans, unlocking the foyer door and stepping inside. His nose wrinkled slightly as he caught the familiar smells of the tenement. 3B must have had liver and onions for dinner, he though as he place a hand on the banister, starting up the stairs for his own apartment. He caught a whiff of other odors here and there. The familiar pine oil scent from 1A; the old woman that lived there cleaned religiously, and a very interesting hint of smoke from 6C. Lethe smirked as he passed that landing, filing that away for future reference. He'd have to remind them that it's only polite to share. He couldn't even remember the last time he'd had a decent joint.

He finally reached the eighth floor, boots thumping softly on the tile as he made his way down the pitch black hall. The only hint of illumination came from the skuzzy window at the end of the hall. Fortunately, the door of his apartment was right next to it and even though he had to squint he was able to get his key in the lock. He turned the knob, hearing the locks clicking as they opened, and pushed the door open.

The apartment was just as dark as the hallway outside and he fumed as he kicked the door shut, hearing all the locks reset. Figures, he thought as he started unbuttoning his white dress shirt. He shivered as he peeled the damp material away from the green skin it had molded itself to, pulling the tails out of the waistband of his jeans. Shirt unbuttoned, framing a lean chest, he sat down on the coffee table to pull off his boots, tossing them toward the corner.

His head came up, pointed ears flicking at a faint sound from the other room. What was that…? He eased up off the table, hand going to his back pocket and the butterfly knife tucked inside, pulling it out and flipping it open with practiced ease. Had someone taken advantage of the power outage to break into his place? Well, they weren't going to get much, seeing as he didn't own anything worth stealing. He padded silently over to the closed bedroom door, hesitating a moment to listen.

All was silent now, but oddly enough, he thought he caught the sweet scent of jasmine from the other side of the door. He placed his hand on the knob, turning and pushing all in one smooth motion. Knife ready, sapphire eyes flashing with a faint crimson edge, he stood framed in the doorway, menace exuding from his posture.

He wasn't being robbed, was his first coherent thought upon the sight that met his startled eyes. The room was lit with the warm glow of several fat round candles, from which the heady aroma emanated. And on the bed…

"I was beginning to wonder if you were going to come in here or not." The voice was sultry, slightly husky with a hint of amusement, the sort of voice that made men's hearts beat faster. Lethe was no exception, all irritation from his lousy night fading away as he looked over the woman lounging on the bed. She was tall and slim, but not waifish, full breasts and lush hips filling out the black lace negligee to perfection. The golden candlelight warmed her pale green skin, amber eyes flickering much like the small flames as she regarded him steadily.

The corner of Lethe's mouth turned up slowly, a white fang glinting against full lips as he relaxed, the knife disappearing into his pocket. "Sasori," he said, leaning against the doorframe, arms crossing over bare chest. "What brings you here?"

She shrugged negligently, the thin black strap of her teddy slipping to bare a smooth shoulder. "Thought I'd give you a little surprise," she said, lounging in the pillows at the head of the bed. The black and maroon mounds framed her perfectly, her tousled cap of short emerald-black hair spread out over the one behind her head. She moved an arm with casual deliberation, resting it above her head, the motion making her breasts press upward.

Lethe's eyes narrowed, roving slowly over her, from the top of her head, over the heart shaped face, down the slender line of her neck, pausing a moment to note that she was either cold or aroused, down the flat plane of her stomach, the smirk widening a bit at the black lace panties, before sweeping down the long long legs. He had a sudden mental image of those legs wrapped around his waist as he rode her mercilessly into the mattress and his entire body tightened in response.

Sasori couldn't help but to react as his eyes moved over her body almost like a caress. Her eyes half lidded, nipples tightening and a familiar warmth sparking low in the pit of her stomach as she noticed the front of his jeans tenting a bit. "What's wrong, Lethe," she purred, shifting slightly atop the comforter. "You don't like…surprises?"

He pushed off the doorway, arms falling to his sides, fangs flashing in a quick grin. "Oh, I just love surprises, Sasori. Why don't you surprise me some more?" He shrugged out of the shirt, letting it slide down his body to fall on the floor in a forgotten pile of material. The candlelight danced over dark green skin, brightening the bits of pink on shoulders, arms and lean stomach as he stepped into the room, the door closing softly behind him.

Sasori's eyes sparked with an answering heat, hands moving to slide over her stomach, coming up to cup full breasts. "I think I may have something in mind," she said, voice breathy as her fingers caressed the silk covered skin, nipples growing even harder. Lethe growled appreciatively, taking another step toward the bed. Gods, he loved how aggressive she was, in bed and out.

Sasori moaned softly, head tilting back as she touched herself, pinching the hardened nubs between a thumb and forefinger, rolling them, working herself up slowly. She smirked when she heard his response, one hand leaving her breasts, moving up to her mouth, a finger sliding between her lips. She sucked on it for a moment, then pulled it out, eyes never leaving his as she pushed aside the teddy, baring a breast to him. The already hard nipple tightened even more as she touched it with a cool, damp fingertip, swirling around and around.

The look in his dark blue eyes was pure lust as he watched her, his erection straining almost painfully against the stiff fabric of his jeans, and when his eyes met hers, he read her smug amusement at his predicament. Her eyes stayed on his as she continued to play with her breasts, then one hand left the firm mounds, sliding downward over the material covering her stomach. The hand hesitated only a moment, then disappeared into the waistband of her panties.

Sasori couldn't believe how hot it was making her to touch herself in front of him. This was a game they'd never played before, but she was enjoying it. She parted her folds with a finger, not surprised to find that she was already slick and hot. A low animal noise came from her throat as she moved her finger down, brushing it over the top of her clitoris.

Lethe's eyes widened at that, taking another step toward the bed, hands clenching at his sides. He wanted so badly to just pounce on her and take her right then, but this was something new and he was riveted, unable to look away. He jumped, startled when lightening flashed outside the bedroom window, the thunder rattling the panes as the storm fell in earnest. Sasori also jerked when the lightening lit the room, but because she had slid a finger into her wet depths, muscles tightening on the digit. Her gasp of pleasure drew his attention back to the bed, an answering rumble building in his chest at the sight of her.

She lay on her back, feet braced against the mattress, legs spread wide, only the black scrap of her panties hiding her from his view. His breathing grew raspy as he watched her pleasuring herself, moving closer yet again. His hands were tightly fisted at his sides, fighting the rising urge to grab her as she writhed on the bed before him. She was breathing in soft little gasps, eyes open wide and staring up blindly as she drove her body toward the edge.

He leaned over just a bit, inhaling the musky scent of her skin, tongue flicking out to lick his lips in anticipation. It was agony to watch her as her hips bucked against the bed and the sweat began to glisten on her skin, but it was exquisite agony and he was savoring every moment of it. He gazed down at her with predatory intensity, reading her like a favorite book. She was right there, teetering over the edge… She just needed a small nudge to fall over. He leaned in closer, lips near her delicately pointed ear. "I want to hear you scream when you come," he whispered, voice a low, husky growl, then he nipped the lobe of her ear with a fang tip.

She jerked at that, her entire body shuddering, head thrown back as she screamed her pleasure aloud. His voice and that one touch had been all she needed to explode like a rocket. Once she was spent, she collapsed back onto the bed, panting softly, the occasional tremor running over her as she collected herself. Lethe couldn't take any more, his hand stroking up and down the front of his jeans, making a small noise in his throat. One gold eye opened at that, and a catlike smile curved her lips upward. She rolled with lithe grace, coming up on all four then began to crawl toward him like a panther on the prowl. Lethe watched this with amusement, hand still moving over himself as she drew nearer.

She batted his hand away with a playful growl, nimble fingers popping the button and pulling the zipper down with excruciating slowness. His hard length sprang out of its confinement, almost right into her hand. "Looks like someone is glad to see me," she said, chuckling softly as she wrapped her fingers around the silky, warm shaft, her free hand pushing his jeans down around his knees.

His hips jerked slightly at that, a low rumble escaping. "Oh, he's ALWAYS glad to see you," he replied, a hand threading into her tousled hair.

She snorted softly at that, breath brushing over the deep green head, making him jump slightly in her grip. "He'd better be," she said, hand moving slowly down his length. He hissed at that, eyes closing when her hand began to travel back up. She closed her hand around the soft head, stroking gently, thumb sliding over and around.

He moaned at that, fingers tightening in her hair. "Oh, yeah…" he sighed appreciatively as she pumped him, her warm hand sliding back and forth over his hardened member. A clear drop of pre-cum had already oozed out, glistening on the tip of his shaft.

Sasori chuckled, a low knowing sound suited for nefarious deeds, and leaned closer, lips parting . Lethe groaned at the first touch of her tongue as it lapped away the evidence of his arousal, body tightening in anticipation. She swirled her tongue around him like an ice cream cone and his eyes closed, teeth baring in a grimace of pleasure. Her tongue slid down the underside of his rigid penis, lapping at the soft sack hanging between his legs. He let out a muffled curse as she sucked one of the round globes into her mouth, tongue sliding over it delicately.

She pulled back just a bit, and he looked down, wondering what she was about to do. His question was soon answered when she moved with startling speed, gulping his entire length into her mouth. The tip nudged the back of her throat and she relaxed her throat muscles, letting it slide down until her mouth rested against his body. Lethe's head tilted back, seeing double for a moment as she worked him with her mouth. She then pulled back, creating suction and he moaned, hips moving slightly. She repeated the process a few more times, sweat beginning to bead on his forehead and chest as he fought for control. She pulled away with a smirk and looked up at him, something challenging in her eyes.

Lethe responded immediately, stepping back to kick off his jeans, then he placed a hand on her shoulders, pushing her back onto the bed. "Tease," he growled playfully, a knee pressing down into the mattress as he crawled onto the bed. She lay where she had fallen, sprawled provocatively, amber eyes watching him as he crept closer to her. His hand shot out, fisting in the front of the teddy, and he yanked her toward him, the material protesting the rough treatment.

He smirked down at her, fingers relaxing, opening to rest over her rib cage. He could feel her heart pounding against them as he moved even closer, bare inches separating them. His head lowered, lips brushing over hers slowly, teasing much as she had earlier. Her lips parted slightly, tongue flicking out to sample the familiar smoky flavor of his skin. He made a small noise at that, deepening the kiss, a hand sliding upward to claim a breast as he plumbed the moist depths of her mouth, their tongues engaging in a sinuous mating dance that stoked the fires between them.

She shuddered beneath him as his palm slid over her hardened nipple, stimulating the sensitive area even more. She moaned softly into his mouth, back arching as she pressed herself against him, a long slender leg wrapping around his, the shades of green blending together in the soft light of the candles. He rumbled at that, the sound deep in his chest, and pulled back a bit to look down at her. She smirked back at him, lips slightly swollen from their kiss, amber eyes daring him to go further.

Lethe smirked back, fingers trailing over the lace at the top of her teddy. Without warning, he moved, both hand grasping the material and ripping it asunder. The silk parted with an almost human scream of distress, the ragged edges slipping away to bare her body to his lustful gaze. She jerked at that, eyes widening, her body responding to his violence with a liquid rush of arousal.

"Lethe…" she moaned, back arching slightly, offering her breasts up to him. He took immediate advantage, one hand closing over a plump mound as his mouth found the other, fangs grazing lightly over delicate skin. She shuddered at that, a hand coming up to the back of his head, the other fisting in the sheets. Something lightly brushed her chin and she blinked, trying to focus. His slim antennae were only centimeters from her face and she couldn't resist.

Her lips parted, tongue darting out to flick the small knob at the end of a long stalk. Lethe immediately tensed at that, a warning growl in the back of his throat. She laughed huskily, and sucked the appendage into her mouth. Lethe's eyes widened and he saw stars for a moment as sensation overwhelmed him. He growled again, but in pleasure this time, chest vibrating with the low feral sound. She ran her tongue over the knob again, chuckling softly when his hips twitched in response. His eyes widened a bit more when she laughed, the sound vibrated up and down the nerves in his antenna, sending his arousal to an almost painful level.

He decided to retaliate, teeth clamping down on her turgid nipple, tongue flicking back and forth lazily. Her breath caught at that, legs winding around him tighter and he pulled away, freeing his antenna from her mouth. He nuzzled the soft flesh, lips feathering little kisses all over her but never touching her most sensitive areas.

It took only a minute or so of this torment to have her writhing beneath him, a pained look on her face as small mewling noises escaped her. He paused a moment to smirk down at her. He couldn't hold back any longer; if he didn't take her now, he'd explode. But damned if he was going to make it easy. He shifted just a bit, parting her legs and settling between them, weight resting on his knees. He reached down, long fingers wrapping around his rock hard shaft and then grinned wickedly, fangs flashing in the dim light. Her eyes opened when he moved away, focusing on him as he readied himself. His free hand found her panties, snapping the strings easily, the thin strip of material joining the ruined teddy on the floor, and his grin made her eyes narrow, wondering what sort of delicious torture he had in store for her now.

It didn't take long for her to find out as he began to rub her slowly with the head of his erection. The round knob parted her damp folds and moved up and down with excruciating slowness, sliding over her throbbing clit and then back down to dip briefly into her warm tunnel. Lethe gritted his teeth, keeping the smirk in place as he tormented them both. "Is this what you want?" he growled roughly, the flickering lightening outside giving his face a demonic cast as he hovered over her.

Sasori growled back, legs wrapping tighter around his hips, bucking every time that he rubbed over her. Her amber eyes flashed with thwarted desire as he continued to tease her, and her sharp nails dug into his shoulders, drawing an answering hiss from him. Still he persisted, refusing to close the distance between them. Her head thrashed from side to side, body tensing as she ever so slowly climbed the pinnacle toward another orgasm. Finally she couldn't take any more.

"YES, DAMN YOU, YES!" she screamed, nails raking down his back, drawing blood. The pain only added to his pleasure as he drove into her fiercely, burying himself to the hilt in her welcoming depths. Her legs wound tighter around him, holding him in as she shook in ecstasy. But he wasn't about to let her have all the enjoyment.

He started a hard, fast rhythm, the mattress creaking in protest as their movements shook the bed frame. His buttocks tensed and flexed as he moved in and out of her, her muscles clamping down on his hard shaft, reluctant to let it leave but welcoming it as it returned. "Ah…gods…"he panted, head bowed as he pistoned furiously. "You feel…so damn good…" She couldn't reply except to move harder against him, spurring him onward.

He dug his toes into the mattress, feeling the familiar tightening in his nether regions. He knew he wouldn't be able to last much longer. He lowered his head, lips brushing her ear, breath tickling over the skin. She turned her head slightly, lips meeting his cheek and he responded, his mouth covering hers as they kissed deeply. Her hands tightened on his back as his fierce thrusts pushed her over the edge again, her shriek muffled by his mouth. His eyes narrowed as her inner muscles gripped him and he could no longer hold back, hips pressing tightly against hers as he convulsed, his seed flooding her depths. She cried out again at the warm invasion, tearing her mouth away from his, calling out his name as she managed a fourth orgasm. "Lethe!!"

His eyes closed at that, arms tightening around her as he slumped down on her, his weight pressing her deeper into the mattress. "Ah, Sasori," he whispered, head resting on her shoulder. She smiled slowly at that, utterly spent, legs sliding slowly down his, basking in the delicious afterglow. Of all the lovers she had had in the past, only he could so completely satisfy her. It was something that both delighted and terrified her.

He shifted slightly, his softening member slipping out of her, causing him to shudder again. He felt utterly exhausted, but it was a satisfied exhaustion and he didn't want to move away from her damp body, but he did, rolling to her side and sitting up just a bit. He snagged the blanket, pulling it up over their cooling bodies and curled around her, arms around her waist and chin resting on her shoulder. She purred at that, snuggling back against him, her buttocks brushing his now limp manhood and he chuckled. "Sorry, but I think he needs a little time to recover," he murmured, lips brushing her ear again. She chuckled at that, eyes growing heavy.