[SH] The First Time - Part the Second (NC-17)

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He's beaming at her until she catches the slight slip of the tongue and the smile turns into an 'aw shucks/so busted look'.

Oops.

He can't lie to her now. It was easy to pretend when she had first arrived, since she had no reason to believe otherwise, and he was nervous enough that his body language masked the lie.

But now..."You, uh. You weren't supposed to find out until I took you back there. To uh...to check on the status of the paint drying."



She may or may not be suppressing a giggle; since she does it successfully it's hard to tell. But she is grinning. "Well, since you've managed to keep me out of your room, the surprise is still intact, even if the knowledge that there is a surprise isn't."

And he's being adorable again. Although, really, he's almost always adorable now, so it sort of goes without saying. So she smiles softly, brilliantly.



"Well, I hope it doesn't lose too much of its impact, now that you know there's another surprise," he says, grinning sheepishly.

And that's about the time when the music being played turns into a fair rendition of the song they first danced to. It's also when he stands and moves to her side of the table.

"May I have this dance?" he asks, holding a hand out to her.



"I can't imagine it..." Oh. Oh. "... would."

Oh.

So she stands and takes his hand, because the answer is "Of course." but it comes out in barely a whisper between smiles and shy blushing. She was way more poised when they first danced.

And then again, when they first danced, she had no idea with whom she was dancing, or what it would turn into. Knowing, now, she wonders what it will turn into this time. If she could possibly love him any more than she does at this moment, as she keeps her eyes on his and she smiles, blissfully happy.



He returns the smile as his fingers close round hers, and he tugs her away from the table. She may or may not notice Lorne call someone over so they can remove the chairs, along with the table and its contents so the couple can have the entire balcony to move around. And that marks the end of Lorne's part in tonight's festivities.

John's eyes never leave Inara's as he pulls her into the opening steps of the dance, holding her slightly closer than he had the first time.

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The dress gets dropped off the side of the bed, and he sits up a little to take her in, eyes roaming her body admiringly and with deep affection. Oh yes. So glad he held this off for so long.

He runs his hands up her legs to her hips, dropping a kiss on her knee before making a circuitous round of kisses to all the places he missed, savouring each one.

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One sensitive spot after another, and she has to catch her breath before the moan he inevitably draws from her. Her fingertips brush over his shoulder, anchoring herself with small touches even as he sets her whole body a-tingling.

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He likes that moan very, very much. So much, in fact, that he rewards it by parting her legs and tracing his tongue languorously down the moist folds shielding the heart of her.

He has to shiver at the contact, not wholly believing that he's really here, finally tasting her the way he's only dreamed of for so long...

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That's less of a moan right there and more of a whimper, body arching just a little and trembling with the effort of holding in... something. Some swell of sensation.

Words are escaping her at this precise point in time, anyway. It's all come down to John's hands, John's mouth over her body, the intimacy promised in a thousand little gestures they'd made to each other come true.

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Another lick precedes the parting of those folds and the joyful discovery of what lies within. He takes his time, savouring everything from the taste of her to the sounds she makes as he explores.

He's intent on uncovering those little spots that make her squirm the most, bring her the most pleasure, and even if he doesn't find them all now, he'll have some idea of where to start the next time.

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By the sound of her, by the feel of her trembling, he's doing a damn good job at finding all those secret places, those ways to touch.

Possibly too good a job, depending on how long he wanted this to last.

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He's not sure how long he wants to draw this part out. All he knows is that he's adding fingers to the mix, sliding them into her to see what else makes her squirm.

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She's long ago lost track of which touch provokes which response. So it's not clear which makes her cry out, fingers clutching at the sheets, the sudden flush of tension and release filling her senses and making everything seem to flare so bright.

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His fingers still stroke her very lightly as he moves up to press an affectionate kiss to her navel, allowing her a moment to catch her breath. He's also taking the moment to try and work the logistics of removing the rest of his clothing.

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She'd help, but she's still coming down from the high. Both the sheer physical pleasure and the lassitude it brings, and the wonder of just who she's sharing it with. And how much love there is in this room, in this bed, right now.

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He decides that nothing cute, clever and fancy works really well right now, as his burning need to claim her escalates. He fumbles a bit with the unbuttoning bit, but the end result is the offending piece of clothing joining the rest on the floor, and his glorious, naked self stretching over top of Inara's body as he claims another gentle kiss.

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It's not as though she's sexually voracious or that's all she thinks about, and yet when he kisses her, when he stretches overtop of her, it seems as though she's been waiting for this forever.

Her arms slide around his waist, hands sliding lightly over his body, taking a moment just to feel every inch of him she can, to learn what he feels like, pressed against her and under her hands and flushed with passion. And she loves each and every detail she finds.

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Burning need notwithstanding, simply being pressed close to her has him sighing in satisfaction. They could both pass out now and he'd have no regrets, whatsoever.

The gentle kiss turns into something deep and searching as he drinks in these new sensations, his hands running up and down her sides several times before holding her close.

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She settles into the closeness, arms loose around his waist and fingertips light up and down his spine. One leg comes up to loosely wrap around starting at his hip and sliding down only inches, finding the place they fit together so perfectly and settling against him that way.

He's warm and heavy with the comfortable weight of a lover and his breath flows hot over her lips and she could kiss him for hours, it seems.

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Fingers trace down her leg slowly and hook around her knee, as if he were going to pull her closer, but he doesn't. He simply pauses there, letting his body relax a bit.

He presses his hips into hers gently for a moment, then relaxes again.

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Her body seems to shiver a bit at the touch of his fingers down her skin. She waits for the space of a breath before pressing back into him, lips smiling against his, then relaxing into him.

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He smiles back, his chuckle muffled by the kiss. This time his fingers do tighten gently around her knee and he pulls her close as he presses back into her. He breaks the kiss to trail nibbles up her jaw with a soft groan of pleasure.

He thinks words might be inserted at this point, but really, the only words he can think of are I love you and he's pretty sure that he's been saying those words since the moment she stepped through the 'Gate that afternoon.

So, no words. Just closeness.