He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, molding her body to his. He opened his lips and gently pulled at her lips with his while probing with his tongue. Lina let her lips part and felt shivers run up and down her spine as he slipped his tongue inside her mouth. She moaned and touched his lip with her own tongue in the same manner he had done.
Gently, he pulled away and sat up, pulling her with him as he climbed off the bed and knelt on the floor. Pulling her legs around so that she was sitting on the edge of the bed, he pulled her boots off, running his hands up the back of her legs to the knee as he removed each one. When he straightened up, she grabbed at the belt of his tunic and pulled at it, letting it fall open. He shrugged it off, throwing it towards the chair and missing. With a quick motion, he pulled his undertunic off and tossed it in the same vague direction as the overtunic. He kicked off his boots then stood and pulled Lina up to stand next to him.
Her eyes were wide, looking a little uncertain. He pushed her hair over her shoulder and stroked the soft skin there, tracing the line of her neck and jaw. Lina gasped and leaned closer to him. Encouraged by her reactions, he gathered the fabric of the overtunic of her dress up and pulled it over her head. It joined his clothes.
"Turn around," he whispered, taking her by the shoulders and turning her gently. She obeyed, wondering what he was going to do. He worked at the fastens on the back of her dress, and gently pushed the dress from her shoulders. Pushing her hair out of the way, he leaned down and kissed her neck and shoulder as it was bared while he pushed the dress down her arms. Once it was free, it dropped into a pile at her feet. Her underthings joined the dress and she stood nude in front of him. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her onto the bed so that she was kneeling in front of him, facing away; this decreased the difference in their heights so he didn't have to bend down as far to nuzzle her neck.
Lina shivered and crossed her arms over her chest, suddenly overcome by an attack of modesty. She jumped as he ran his tongue along her neck from where her neck and shoulder came together up to her ear. She shut her eyes and leaned against him while he nibbled at her earlobe, drawing his tongue along the edge of it.
He pulled his arms back to lay his hands flat and move them across her smooth skin from the bottom of her ribcage across her navel and downwards, then across the tops of her thighs, pausing to toy with the coppery curls that covered her there. Nothing more, just stroking the skin softly with his fingertips. He brought them upwards again, along her sides. "Oh..." she breathed as she uncrossed her arms to cover his hands with her own and guide them upwards -- upwards to cover her breasts. He cupped his hands over them, kneading them tenderly as he gripped her distended nipples between his fingers and squeezed slightly. His attentions to her neck went from soft nuzzling to nibbling with his teeth.
Something was happening to her that she couldn't explain. Her breath was coming in short, sharp gasps and she felt warm all over, especially in the area just below her navel and between her legs. His attention to her nipples sent short, sharp jolts of energy through her, which only served to increase the nameless desire in her. She reared back against him, tilting her head back and to the side, and put a hand behind his head and pulled his face forward, mouth open and seeking his. Their lips met and they kissed long and hard. Lina twisted in Gourry's arms so that she was facing him and her breasts were pressed into the bare flesh of his chest. She ran her hands over him, then moved them downward to cover the bulge in his trousers. Gourry moaned as he kissed her, pressing his hips forward against her hands. He slipped a hand between them, reaching for the laces while she caressed him through the fabric. When they were loose enough, she batted his hands away so that she could slip her hands inside. He pulled out of their kiss and straightened up, throwing his head back and breathing hard with the pleasure her touch gave him.
Kissing his chest lightly, Lina pushed Gourry's trousers off his hips. She sat on her heels and gazed at him, running her fingers lightly along his length. The butterflies in her stomach returned and set up a storm as she saw his size; she'd seen naked men before, but never in -- er, aroused. She had no idea they got so...large. Looking up at Gourry's face, she saw he had his eyes closed and was breathing through slightly parted lips. Experimentally, she wrapped her fingers around him and pushed them down towards his body, pulling the skin down, then moved them up, towards the tip. She lost a bit of her nervousness as she moved her fingers this way and that while observing what kind of effect they had. And have an effect they did: He was nearly gasping and he rocked back and forth slightly; once nearly falling over backwards.
After nearly losing his balance for the third time, Gourry moved forward and lifted her further onto the bed, laying her on her back. Kneeling over her, he leaned down and touched his lips to her delicate throat, alternately sucking gently and drawing his tongue along her skin in swirls. Lina moved her leg so that she was pressing against his length. He responded with a moan and settled down along one side of her. He moved his kisses lower, to the hollow of her throat and then downward, across the top of her nearest breast. He pulled her leg closer to him, wedging it between his own legs and tightly against his manhood, then ran his hand up along her inner thigh. His mouth found the peak of her breast at the same moment his fingers touched her most intimate area.
Back arching, Lina let out a soft shriek. He suckled at her breast, flicking her distended nipple with is tongue while he stroked the sensitive folds of her womanflesh, pushing them open and seeking the most sensitive areas. Her hand clenched in his hair as she encouraged him with inarticulate murmurings. She moved her leg against him, drawing a drawn out moan from her partner. He let his warm breath wash over her skin, and she shivered.
Growing bolder, Gourry searched for her opening with one finger, moistened it, then slipped it inside her its full length. Lina's eyes flew open and she grabbed a handful of sheets. Pulling out, he dragged it along the sensitive nub positioned above her opening. She screeched again, involuntarily opening her legs wider for him. He entered her with his finger again, this time pressing upwards. "G-gourry..." Lina cried out softly, letting her eyes close in contentment.
"What?" he whispered, stroking her with his fingers.
She opened her eyes and looked at him; she smiled and put both hands behind his head. "That feels wonderful." She brushed her fingers against his face and kissed him.
He smiled back at her, then began stroking her again. She lay her head back and shut her eyes as he stimulated her. After a few strokes, he slipped two fingers inside her, this time causing her to lift her hips against his hand, forcing him deeper. He worked his fingers in and out, giving her pleasure. Pressing in, holding, then drawing out in smooth, easy strokes. Lina's skin glistened with sweat and she clutched at the sheets. She started keening softly, and reached down to press his hand tightly against her with his fingers deep inside her. He obliged, then understood her urgency as her muscles started convulsing around his fingers. He held her tightly as she shuddered and cried out. Her free hand flailed out and found his face, covering it; he kissed her fingertips as they brushed his lips.
When the peak had passed, she lay bonelessly next to him, panting heavily. Gourry pulled his fingers out slightly and smiled as the movement triggered small aftershocks in her muscles.
"Oh, Gourry, that was..." Lina didn't know how to describe it. Instead she just put her hands on either side of his face and pulled his face down to kiss him. He shifted, putting a hand under her knee as he knelt between her legs. Lina looked up at him, eyes heavy-lidded, and put her hands on his shoulders, welcoming him. Reaching down between them, he grasped his manhood and positioned himself at her opening and pushed gently. She felt her heart skip as he pressed against her opening. He pressed hard, pushing himself into her. There was a sharp tearing sensation and she cried out harshly, suddenly clutching at his shoulders with her fingernails.
Gourry jerked back abruptly. "Lina?" he asked, his voice worried. "Lina! What's wrong?"
She shook her head, still trying to overcome the pain. "It's normal," she said when she could. "It'll stop hurting in a sec."
"Normal? This isn't supposed to hurt you, Lina! What did I do wrong?" His voice was genuinely distressed.
Looking up at him, she laughed a bit through the tears of pain. "You really don't know?"
"Know what? I don't want to hurt you, Lina!"
"Shh..." she said, laying her fingers on his lips. "I'm all right."
"I didn't mean -- "
"Jellyfish, shut up," she said with more than a little affection. "I'll take care of it." Reaching down between her legs, she cast a healing spell on the torn flesh. Lying back, she pulled him down and kissed him. "Try again."
He didn't look too certain about that, but he moved back and knelt between her legs. Pressing himself to her once again, he pushed in and this time he slipped inside with no resistance.
If Lina had thought his fingers had prepared her for what was to come, she was wrong. As he slipped into her, she arched her back and crooned with pleasure as he touched places that had never been touched before; places she never knew could be touched. Lifting her legs, she gripped him around the waist and pulled him down. He filled her in a way that bordered on pain but sent shockwaves of pleasure through her. She said something, his name or a plea to L-sama or something, but she wasn't sure which.
Gourry couldn't think of anything else except how her body pressed against his, how warm she was, how wonderful it felt to be making love to her. He lowered himself so that he was resting on his elbows and sought her mouth with his and kissed her long and hard. Reflexively, he moved his hips so that he was moving in and out of her; the friction created sending waves of pleasure through him. Moving his attentions lower, he nibbled and kissed her throat and ears, working his fingers into her hair. She responded by arching her back and running her own hands through his hair, down his arms and across his back. He murmured soft nothings to her, meaningless words that encouraged her caresses.
After a time, he realized her movements had altered. She was thrusting upwards with her hips against his downward movements, trying to take him deeper into herself. "Gourry..." she whispered, drawing out his name. "I'm...oh...OH!" She threw her head back and let out a keening cry. He could feel her muscles convulse around him, clutching at him. He thrust harder, responding to her need with his own. Their bodies moved together, arms wrapped around each other. Lina turned her head and breathed softly into Gourry's ear; he lifted his head and turned so their mouths met in a fiery, passionate kiss. The liquid fire that filled his veins surged into his loins. Gourry buried his face in her neck as the pressure became unbearable. Just when he thought he was going to burn up, his body jerked spasmodically and the pressure was released. A wave of indescribable pleasure coursed through him and he cried out wordlessly. Lina gripped him with her legs, pulling him down as he tried to pull away only to force himself down again, straining to make the two of them occupy the same space. He heard her cry out, too, but couldn't make it out past the roaring in his ears.
Eventually the moment passed and he found himself capable of coherent thought. Well, semi-coherent, anyway. He lay panting on top of the small girl under him, his body covered with sweat and still trembling from release. Lina had her eyes closed and was panting hard. "Uh...Gourry?" she said softly.
"Hmm?" he murmured.
"You're heavy."
Grinning, he lifted himself off her and settled down next to her. He pulled her close to him and the blankets up around them to shut out the chill of the night. She turned and snuggled close to him. "You're warm," she whispered, pressing her cheek against his chest. "Nice bedwarmer," she murmured, patting him fondly.
"So that's why you married me? Because I make a 'nice bedwarmer?'" he demanded in mock seriousness. "I feel used."
She leaned back so that she could look at him. Her eyes were sparkling. "If you think that's the only reason I married you, then you were obviously not paying attention just now." Her smile belied the sternness in her voice. "And if you think you're finished, mister, you've got another think coming."
Gourry's eyes went wide with panic. "Uh, Lina..." he said as she reached under the covers. He grunted and rolled over onto his back as she gripped him. All thoughts of resisting fled as he found his desire for his fiery-haired partner returning.
"My turn," she said with an impish smile, then she propped herself up on her elbows and kissed him.