Extra 01

                              Admittance

Lenneth never said she loved him.

He had woken up one morning with that thought foremost in his mind. She never said she loved him, never even admitted she could like him even a tad, her words always ranging from desperate pleas to short barks of anger. Lustful moans, wanton cries filled his ears when he had his way with her, Lezard able to make her sing with passion with just a thrust of his hips against hers.

He could tear gasps from her with his fingers, make her writhe beneath him when he used his tongue to lave attention on various parts of her body. He could bring her again and again, make her scream out his name as she orgasmed, body clinging to his in that very moment. And yet those three words still eluded him, even though Lezard often spoke to her of the depths of his desire for her. He proclaimed his love almost hourly, desperate whispers, excited yells, staring into her eyes as he spoke loudly and clearly, heartfelt proclamations that came from the depths of his soul. He left her little room to doubt his devotion to her, not limiting his love to mere words, but showing her with his body, using it to love her in the way he knew best.

A frown on his face, he rolled onto his side, propping his chin on the palm of his hand. Lenneth lay next to him, hair loose and spread out, wild and untamed. She was still asleep, face expressionless, eyelids flickering as she dreamed. He reached forward, touching her lips, fingers tracing the lines of her mouth as he imagining her parting them to tell him what he longed to hear.

“Hmm…” Lenneth made a noise low in her throat, nose scrunching up cutely as she turned her head, trying to chase off his hand. He let her, going to brush his fingers against the platinum strands that framed her face, tickling the ends against her cheek. She murmured and brought up her hand, Lezard catching at it, lacing his fingers with hers. He could feel the quiver in her loose grip, the Valkyrie trying to pull her hand away. He wouldn’t let her, watching as her lips turned down into a frown, her eyelids slowly fluttering open.

“Lezard…” She blinked up at him, stifling a yawn. “Is it morning already?”

“It’s a little after sun up.” Lezard told her, leaning forward to brush his lips against hers. She accepted the kiss without protest, keeping herself flat against the mattress, not moving as she watched him. Lenneth never initiated contact between them, always waiting for Lezard to make the first move. It normally didn’t bother him, but today he found himself annoyed, wanting more from her, needing her to desire him in the same way he felt for her.

“Lenneth…kiss me…” He saw her look confused, a slight frown on her face.

“But didn’t I just…”

“NO!!” He interrupted her, seeing her eyes widen in surprise. “No…I don’t want to be kissed back…I want you to start it…” Lenneth’s face paled, and Lezard bit back a sigh, not liking her reaction. He let go of her hand, touching both her shoulders, easing her up off the mattress. “Kiss me Lenneth…” He sat up to, kneeling before her watching as she stared at him uncertainly.

“Lezard….I’m still tired….” She tried to put him off, glancing away from him, but not before he saw the blush in her cheeks.

“You had all night to sleep.” Lezard pointed out, hands on her cheek, turning her head back towards him. “Here…I’ll make it easy for you.” He dropped his hands down to his lap, closing his eyes. “Just kiss me Lenneth…” He heard her sigh, felt the shift on the mattress as she inched closer. Hands touched his face, timid finger tips stroking his cheek, urging him to lower his head.

He was almost breathless with anticipation, feeling her warm breath against his mouth, teasing him. “Lenneth…” He repeated her name, it coming out a low moan. He waited for her to close the distance between them, eager for her to express her emotions with a kiss.

“I can’t.” She said at last, dropping her hands away from his face.

“What do you mean you can’t?!” Lezard’s eyes snapped open, disappointment warring with annoyance as he looked at her. Lenneth just shook her head, falling silent before him. Lezard let out a growl, hands grabbing at her arms, pulling her against him, making her gasp. “It’s the easiest thing in the world to kiss someone…”

“Not for me it isn’t…” Came her soft reply, blue eyes staring into his.

“….Fine…Then I’ll kiss you.” Lezard told her, already leaning into her face. He sealed his lips over her mouth, firm and unyielding pressure against hers, nudging them open easily enough. Lenneth did more than gasp against him, she moaned, lips moving against his, accepting his tongue into her mouth. She didn’t try to get away, didn’t even try to curl her tongue away from his, allowing him to stroke his tip along the length of hers. His fingers curled into her hair, though he had no need to hold her in place, knowing Lenneth wasn’t going anywhere, not even putting up a fight this morning.

Some days were easier to love her than others, the Valkyrie seeming to accept his attention with the minimum of fuss. Other days it was a battle, Lezard having to hold her down, force her to surrender to his desires. It made things exciting, there was never a dull moment, Lezard never knowing how Lenneth was going to react to his advances. On a day like today, he might even be able to broach the topic of love, get her to say the words he so longed to hear.

Still kissing her, his hands touched her front, finding the buttons of her nightgown. He fumbled with the buttons for a moment, trying to carefully ease them open, and then he was cursing in his mind, ripping at the seams of her gown. Buttons went flying, and he heard a gasp from Lenneth as he pulled open the front of her gown, letting the sides of it frame her body.

Lezard pulled back to look at her, a worshipful look in his eyes as his gaze slid lower and lower down her body. Lenneth wore nothing underneath her nightgown, leaving her body bare and exposed to him. “Beautiful…” He whispered, a quick kiss against her lips. “You are so perfect and pure…” His hands reached forward to grasp a double handful of her breasts, hearing her moan at his touch. “And all mine…”

Lenneth’s breath quickened, Lezard tasting the pulse in her throat as he fondled her. His fingers squeezed her, palm pressed down firmly against her nipples, feeling them start to bud. He rubbed back and forth, brushing his lips down the side of her neck, inching past her collarbone and onto her chest. Aside from her moans, she didn’t speak, fighting back a blush as he kissed down between her breasts.

“Lenneth…” He wasn’t wearing his glasses, but this close Lezard could see her just fine, eyes able to appreciate her ample curves. A kiss against her nipple, lips puckered around that hardened flesh. “Tell me you love me…”

“WH….what?!” She jerked back against his grip, staring at him in shock.

“Tell me you love me…” He repeated, looking at her expectantly. Her mouth opened and closed, Lenneth trying to process what he had just told her. At last she closed her eyes, shaking her head no. “Why not…?” Lezard demanded, feeling the annoyance that had chased him all morning return. “I tell it to you all the time….”

“I can’t say it…” Lenneth told him, still trying to back away from his hands. “It wouldn’t be true..” Her words hurt him, Lezard narrowing his eyes an instant before he grabbed her, pushing her onto her back. “Lezard?!” Her voice was startled, and she began squirming underneath him, eyes wide and looking a tiny bit panicked.

“I still want you to say it…” He told her, pressing against her with his body. Her breasts rubbed against his bare chest, nipples touching his shooting up sparks of electricity between them.

“No…” a half moan from Lenneth, the Valkyrie shaking her head back and forth.

“Yes.” He insisted, Lezard going to kiss her. He effortlessly held down her hands, pressing them back against the pillows as he licked and nibbled at her lower lip. She strained in his grip, trying to pull free, turning her face to the side. His kisses fell on her jaw line, Lezard moving along her flesh, planting tiny worshipful kisses. He reached her ear, and whispered into it, sharply punctuating his words with kisses on her lobe.

“Just three words….it’s all you have to say…” A lick along the curve of her ear, hearing her mutter no in response. “It won’t cost you anything to say it.”

“No…” Lenneth retorted, sounding angry.

“I will make you say it…” He chuckled darkly, letting go of her wrists. “I can be very….persuasive when I put my mind to it.”

“You are…you…” Her words were caught off with a gasp, Lezard abruptly touching her center, spreading her nether lips open.

“I’m what?” He asked with a smirk, looking deep into her eyes as he touched her, finger working it’s way inside her tender folds. She let out a moan, her eyes embarrassed. “What was that?” He wiggled his finger deeper inside, feeling her quiver in response. “I’m handsome and charming…isn’t that right, Lenneth dear..?”

“Ar…Arrogant and conceited is more like it…” She managed to say, breath hissing out sharply.

Lezard laughed at her words, greatly amused. He added another finger into her, loving the way she whimpered, feeling her insides clench around them. “You should see the look in your eyes…if that’s not love, than I don’t know what is!”

“It’s not love….it’s…” She hesitated, cheeks burning to admit it. “It’s only desire, nothing more…”

“Is not love and desire the same thing?” Lezard wondered out loud. He gave a curt shake of his head. “No matter, it suits you…” He stared at her fascinated, finding the expression on her face to be extremely arousing to him.

“St….stop!” She cried out as his fingers plunged in and out of her, finding the way growing slicker with her juices.

“No…” he told her, and was bringing his face to her breasts, kissing his way all around them. “Not until you confess to me your love…”

“There’s nothing to confess!” She cried out, even as his mouth found a nipple, fastening around it, surrounding it with the warm wetness of his mouth. Lenneth arched and moaned, her hips wiggling as she tried to ride his hand, and still she refused to tell him what he wanted to hear!

Her hands were in his hair, pressing him against her chest, fingers playing with his strands, one of the rare times she touched him without being prodded to do so. Lezard smirked, thinking she was weakening, thinking she was close to confessing her love for him.

Teeth lightly grazing her nipple, he pulled his fingers out of her, hearing her let out a whine of protest. He brought his hand to the front of his pants, feeling the bulge tenting in the material. He quickly yanked down his pajama bottoms, letting them fall past his knees. He pressed his erection against her, carefully lining up the tip with her entrance, hissing at the feel of it nestled in her wet folds.

“Lezard…!” One last hard lick against her nipple, and then he was pushing in, plunging his length into her in one fast move. Lenneth moaned and wiggled under him, her body eagerly accepting of his, long used to having him inside her. He withdraw from her body, letting out a pleased hiss at the feel of her, feeling Lenneth wrap her legs around him. Her feet dug into his rear, urging him close once more, something Lezard was only to happy to oblige her with.

She was clinging to him, rising up off the bed to clutch at his shoulders, pressing her body against him. “I love you…” Lezard kissed Lenneth, repeating the words, hips moving at a frenzied pace. “And you love me…”

“N…no…!” Lenneth denied, his lips falling onto her neck.

“Say it Lenneth, say it!” Lezard ordered in between kisses, pounding into her. “Even if you don’t mean it, even if it’s a lie, I want to, no I NEED to hear it!” His need for affirmation of his love made him work her harder, far less gentle than he usually was with her. He was positively convinced her thighs would be bruised in just a few short hours from his actions, yet he couldn’t bring himself to slow down.

“Lezard…” She surprised him by grabbing his face, pulling him down into a fierce kiss. Her tongue thrust into his mouth, wet velvet rubbing against him, licking not just his tongue but all over his mouth. Lezard groaned into her mouth, feeling himself start to shudder, body reacting to her kiss, and he cried out, releasing his fluid into her. He panted, chest heaving, feeling Lenneth continue to kiss his lips, tongue licking across his upper lip.

He slumped against her with a happy sigh, holding her, staying inside her even as he grew limp, cum spurting out one last time. “Lenneth…” Lezard murmured, positively glowing with happiness. He smiled down at her, touching her mouth, a look of wonder in his eyes. It would be many hours later before Lezard realized that she still hadn’t said it, the Valkyrie having successfully distracted him with a kiss.