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Encounters	By : plusfour Category: +M through R > Phantasy Star Views: 1055 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Not much was said on the way to the residential neighborhood. The hovercar dropped them off at a brightly-lit intersection and the neon lights and sounds of laughter beckoned the two hunters to join in the jocularity. Bernie, however, had a different idea.
�My place isn't that far from here. Do you mind if we stop by there quickly so I can drop off this armor?�
Janna eyed him carefully, but his blank expression gave away nothing. �Sure, that's fine.�
She followed the ranger down the block to a tall, narrow building, where once inside, an empty elevator met them to bring them to their destination. As they ascended, he leaned against the wall and gave her a friendly smile. �Janna...that's pretty. Is that your real name?�
�It's how I'm registered at the Hunters' Guild.�
He coyly cocked an eyebrow at her. �That doesn't really answer my question.�
�Okay, Bernie.�
Her response elicited a laugh from him, but the doors slid open before either could say anything else. She followed him down a short hallway and let him guide her inside his modest apartment, where he activated a light switch on the wall, casting a dim glow over the immediate area. Hovering by the door, she watched him carefully remove the heavy plates from his chest and lean them against the wall. His thin shirt clung to his well-muscled torso and Janna felt herself blush as she noticed she had let her eyes linger for longer than was appropriate.
The headband that had kept his blond hair out of his eyes was the next to go, being casually flung next to the armor. He ran a hand through the fine locks and turned to his companion, giving her his usual smirk upon realizing that he was being watched. �There, much better,� he said as he moved towards her and the door. �Ready?�
Janna merely nodded and turned to put her hand on the doorknob. Before she could turn it to open it, she jumped slightly at the feeling of Bernie's hand on her lower back. The fire only increased in her cheeks (and elsewhere, if she was being completely honest), and she hesitated, trying to decide if she wanted to continue out the door or if she should risk turning around to face him. She could feel him close to her, just behind her, his presence sending a shiver down her body as every nerve ending in her skin seemed to be on high alert.
She lifted her chin and snuck a glance behind her, still ever aware of his inviting touch. His intense blue eyes were locked on her, waiting to see what her next move would be. With her heart pounding in her chest, she removed her hand from the door and, slowly and deliberately, turned back towards him.
As their gaze met yet again, Bernie slid his hand up her spine, guiding her closer to him in the process. He reached the back of her neck and lightly traced a line beneath her ear, down her jawbone, and tilted her face up to better meet his. Janna closed her eyes and mentally willed herself to keep from shaking as she felt his lips linger above hers for a tantalizing moment before finally making contact.
Any inhibitions either of them had were completely destroyed the moment they allowed each other their long-awaited kiss. Janna ran her hands up Bernie's chest, balling his shirt in her hands and resisting the urge to rip it off him as his hands returned to her waist, roughly pulling her against him. Their tongues intertwined and engaged in a game of force, an unspoken challenge to see who could explore their partner's mouth the fastest, taste everything they had to offer. Janna started to move her hands behind his head to keep him from escaping, to lace her fingers through his soft hair, but before she could get a good grip, he abruptly broke the kiss and shoved her against the door.
She yelped in surprise, but could do little else before he covered her mouth with his again, using his body to pin her down in the process. As he continued to probe between her lips with his tongue, she was able to wrap her arms around his narrow waist, running her fingers along the top of his pants until they met in the back. He groaned softly at her teasing touch and pressed against her harder, tearing his lips from hers to kiss a trail down to the base of her neck. Unable to resist any longer, she released the hem of his shirt from his pants and ran her hands up the bare skin of his back; she was rewarded for her efforts by the sinking of his teeth into the delicate flesh just above her collarbone.
Janna moaned and writhed against him, still mostly imprisoned by the weight of his body. He relented slightly in his concentration on the sensitive spot he had discovered and stepped back just enough to allow her to pull his shirt off over his head. As she took a moment to freely admire his well-defined chest, Bernie tugged at the strings at the top of her vest. Painstakingly slowly, almost slow enough to drive her mad, he unlaced the snug top row by row, kissing everything he revealed and lightly dragging his tongue down the opening he was creating. When she was finally freed from the constricting garment, he continued further, swiftly unfastening the buttons on her shorts and pushing them down off her rounded hips, leaving her in nothing but her ankle boots.
Both pairs of shoes were hastily kicked aside as the lithe unclothed newman went to work on the remainder of the ranger's clothing. His pants quickly joined hers on the floor and she was greeted by the sight of his bulging cock, ready for her undivided attention. Pulling his head back down to hers with one hand to kiss him again, she took him into her other hand, easily sliding down the smooth shaft and feeling the full weight of him. He began to breathe more heavily as she stroked, but he was able to maintain just enough clarity to cup one of her full breasts, teasing her rosy nipple with his thumb. Janna bit back another moan as his manipulations seemed to send currents throughout her body; the moan escaped and her breathing matched his as he deftly slipped a finger inside her to be extra sure that she was as ready as he was.
Bernie's apartment had plenty of comfortable pieces of furniture at their disposal, but they were too preoccupied with their frenzied need for each other to take notice. The strong hunter easily lifted Janna off her feet; still propped against the door, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he plunged into her, letting the effects of gravity assist him in burying himself as deep within her as possible. Torn between pleasure and pain as he repeatedly slammed her against the wall, she could only cry out his name as his lips found her neck again. Never relenting in his energetic movements, his grasp on the backs of her thighs only increased as her impassioned pleas reached his ears.
Janna was gradually losing control as the blood coursed through her body, the heat building within her until she didn't know how much more she could take. She begged him for release, digging her fingers into his broad shoulders, and screamed as he ducked his head down to take a protruding nipple into his mouth. Her body started to tremble as the pleasurable sensations consumed her and she clung to him as if he were the only thing that could save her from drowning in ecstasy. Fueled by the ripples of her body around him, Bernie roughly grabbed her by the hips and thrust into her one final time, letting out a deep, primal grunt as he exploded inside her.
Breathing heavily in unison, they remained leaning against the door, temporarily immobilized by the effects of their unabashed intimacy. Janna eventually untangled her limbs from Bernie's body and let her legs slide down to the floor, unsure if she was able to stand on her own two feet yet. She opened her eyes and shyly looked up to see Bernie's deep blue eyes meeting hers, his trademark half-smile ever present on his face. They allowed themselves to linger on each other for a few moments more, waiting for their heartbeats to slow to a normal pace.
As usual, he was the first to break the silence. �Sorry I didn't get to buy you that drink,� he chuckled.
�Oh, I think I can live without it,� she shot back, smiling up at him.
Bernie straightened up and pushed aside the hair that had fallen into his eyes. �We can still go out, if you'd like...or we can stay here.�
She coyly put a finger to her lips in thought. �I don't know, either option sounds good.� The realization that she was dampened with sweat and that her hair was sticking out in all different directions had an effect on her decision-making process. �I think I may need to freshen up a bit first, though.�
�No problem.� He led her down a hallway to his bathroom and opened the door for her. �The shower's over there if you want it, there are extra towels in the closet.�
Janna blinked at him innocently. �You mean you weren't planning on joining me? How disappointing,� she tossed over her shoulder as she headed for the tiled tub. With her back towards him, she turned on the faucet; while waiting for the spray to reach a comfortably warm temperature, she removed the bands that held her hair in the twin ponytails at the base of her neck and shook it out before stepping inside.
The steaming water felt amazing on her skin as she turned her face upward and let it push back her messy hair. She heard him enter behind her and she took a small step to the side to share the steady stream. A moment later, she felt his soap-covered hands appear on her shoulders and he began to massage her weary muscles. She leaned back against him, lulled into a state of serenity by the rhythm of the water cascading upon her and his fingertips rubbing the lather into her skin, but the devilish Bernie wouldn't let her stay relaxed for very long.
He gradually worked his way down the front of her body, rubbing in small circles as he moved along, until he reached the slick, hardened nipples that were practically begging for his attention. As he teased them with his fingers, he tilted his head down to run his tongue along the edge of the pointed ear closest to him. She squirmed under his touch as a small moan left her lips, but he wrapped one arm around her waist and refused to let her escape.
With his free hand, he continued his intended path along the length of her body until he reached his ultimate destination. Maintaining both his grip on her and his nibbling on her ear, he easily slid one finger, followed by another, into her awaiting pussy. His thumb mimicked his earlier motions, intensely circling around the sensitive nub that sent waves of pleasure through her every nerve. Were it not for his hold on her, Janna's knees would have buckled and she would have gone sliding to the floor, but she was fully supported by the muscular ranger as he coaxed another orgasm from her.
He waited until he was sure she could stand up on her own before moving beneath the faucet and quickly finishing his brief shower. �I'll get out of your way, take your time,� he told her as he stepped out of the tub and grabbed a towel. Wrapping it around his waist, he flashed her a sly grin. �Come find me when you're done.�
Janna lingered for a few moments longer, eventually rinsing out her hair and washing the soap from her skin. Locating a towel of her own, she squeezed the excess moisture from her hair and dried off as quickly as she could. Bernie's apartment wasn't terribly large, and after leaving the bathroom, it didn't take her long to follow his directions.
The lanky blond was stretched out on his bed, his fingers laced behind his head as he reclined comfortably, partially covered by the crisp white sheets. Janna climbed in next to him and rested her head on his bare chest, letting the heat from his body warm her still-damp skin. She gently traced a line around the muscles of his torso, playfully winding her fingers through the pale curls that covered much of him in a fine fuzz. He moved his arms down to wrap them around her and used one hand to guide her mouth towards his.
Where as earlier in the evening, their activities had been those of hurried gratification, this time, their kiss was a slow, calm, acknowledgment of the other's touch. They breathed with each other in mellow unity, letting their tongues lazily meander around each other's mouths, and changed the frantic groping from before to soothing caresses. The two solitary hunters had taken a chance with each other and felt no shame in allowing themselves to enjoy the benefits.
Though she would have been content curled up in Bernie's arms for the rest of the night, his touch was intoxicating and she needed more. She let her hand idly trail down past her previous stopping points until her fingers reached her goal, half-erect from their close embrace and other explorations. With the lightest of touches, she let her fingertips glide up and down its full length, feeling him grow beneath her. He broke the kiss to let out a low laugh that almost resembled more of a growl. �You're more exhausting than half the missions I take,� he said with his usual smirk.
She slid her body on top of his and kissed him again, pulling his lower lip into her mouth and giving it a quick nibble before raising herself to a sitting position, with one leg on either side of him. �But this is far more fun, I would hope,� she teased. Lifting up slightly, she guided his fully-hardened cock inside her, never taking her eyes off of his as she slowly lowered herself back down.
Bernie softly stroked her thighs as she rocked back and forth, gazing appreciatively at the magnificent sight that greeted him. Newmans were genetically engineered not only for efficiency in battle, but to be aesthetically pleasing as well (usually a vast understatement), and Janna was no exception. Her large, impossibly round breasts bobbed up and down as she repeatedly drew him into her, moving around him, and he could no longer resist the urge to run his hands all over her flawless skin. She reciprocated the intimate touch as she continued to ride him, slow, yet hard, watching him watch her.
When his eyes closed and his grip on her tightened, she increased her pace. �Come in me again,� she breathed, feeling her own pressure building up inside her. �I want to feel you...I need to...� Bernie opened his mouth to respond, but the words never came out as he reached his climax, obeying her demands. As the warmth spread throughout her, she let herself give in to the tremors that were pulsing through her body, eventually collapsing on top of him in a quivering mass of fulfilled bliss.
The rise and fall of his chest brought her back to reality and she gracefully rolled off of him to lay on her side. Bernie wrapped his body around hers and pulled the covers up over them, even though they were both still warm from their last round of unadulterated pleasure. She sighed peacefully as he nestled his cheek against her tousled hair, content to share the pillow with him for the rest of the night. �You know,� she murmured, �I guess it's not so bad to work with a partner every now and then.�
He kissed her neck and chuckled. �You may be right,� he answered. �But we may have to try it again sometime, just to be sure...�
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