From: anyastark	Date: January 22nd, 2012 09:59 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Anya returned the kisses and her back arched a bit into his hands. A soft moan came from her as she pressed her hips against his.

As much as she wasn't thinking about anything else but the feel of his mouth and hands, a small voice in the back of her mind wouldn't be silent. With as much willpower as she could muster she pulled her lips away from his.

"As good as this feels, we either need to stop or find a place a little more private." A couch in the rec room of the Avengers mansion was definitely not the place for what was inevitable.

	From: childofatlas	Date: January 22nd, 2012 10:25 pm (UTC)		(Link)

What? Why were they...?

Oh. Right. Public place.

"Sorry about that," Derek said, managing to catch her words. She was right, and he was flushed and...well, it would be obvious what they were doing.

"I-is your room available?"

	From: anyastark	Date: January 22nd, 2012 10:57 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Anya chuckled a bit. "It is. I trust you know where it is?" she asked as she placed some kisses along his jaw.

	From: childofatlas	Date: January 22nd, 2012 11:06 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Oh yes, yes I do," Derek says with the kisses. With a shift of his hips and a quick lift, his hands are interlocked underneath her hips and he lifts her up. A benefit of being half atlantean: regular people are very very light.

Once they get to the room, he nuzzles the side of her neck.

"Ready?"

	From: anyastark	Date: January 22nd, 2012 11:52 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Anya smiled and kissed him. She turned and locked her bedroom door. They didn't need anyone barging in. "Now I'm ready."

	From: childofatlas	Date: January 23rd, 2012 12:22 am (UTC)		(Link)

With that, the hands go to work, feeling the redhead before him with gusto while his mouth moves to explore hers.

	From: anyastark	Date: January 23rd, 2012 12:24 am (UTC)		(Link)

Her hands were all over him. She grabbed the hem of his shirt and lifted it up, hoping to get the article of clothing off of him. She had the sudden urge to feel his bare skin.

	From: childofatlas	Date: January 23rd, 2012 12:41 am (UTC)		(Link)

Derek does not fight this, lifting his arms to allow the shirt to come off. He is more than willing to let her hands roam all over him, and he is more than willing to let her achieve that goal.

But with his shirt off, he begins to fiddle with hers as well. He wanted to see her.

	From: anyastark	Date: January 23rd, 2012 01:15 am (UTC)		(Link)

Anya doesn't fight him either. She lifted her arms up over her head to allow him to remove her shirt. A shiver raced across bare skin after her shirt was gone, but the chill quickly passed under the heat of his touch. She put her hands on his chest and savored the warmth and the feel of hard muscles.

	From: childofatlas	Date: January 23rd, 2012 01:29 am (UTC)		(Link)

Derek savors the touches himself, from the bare skin where her shirt used to be to the soft bra she wore to the closeness of it all.

But he wants her to feel good. So his mind goes from how close they are to how he can make her feel good. And seeing her bed gives him an idea.

"Do you want to sit on the bed? There's something I would like to do."

	From: anyastark	Date: January 23rd, 2012 02:13 am (UTC)		(Link)

She eyed him for a moment and then nodded. "Sure." She sat down on the edge of the bed and waited.

	From: childofatlas	Date: January 23rd, 2012 02:47 am (UTC)		(Link)

Derek follows, kissing Anya once she is situated and getting onto his knees. As he lowers he begins to kiss down her as his position allows, starting from the jawline and going to the nape of her neck, her collarbone, and then to the sternum as his hands reach up and behind Anya, getting her bra removed.

	From: anyastark	Date: January 23rd, 2012 03:14 am (UTC)		(Link)

Anya sat still and savored the feel of his warm mouth on her skin. Each place that he kissed felt like it was on fire. It was hard to just sit there and not do anything.

	From: childofatlas	Date: January 23rd, 2012 03:29 am (UTC)		(Link)

With the bra unhooked, his mouth went from the clavicle to the newly exposed breast.

"Beautiful."

He took the nipple into his mouth, rolling his tongue over the of the right while the left was being handled by his hand before he quickly pulls away and switches to the left.

	From: anyastark	Date: January 23rd, 2012 04:08 am (UTC)		(Link)

Anya arched into his mouth and put her hands on her side of his head. She moaned at the feel of his mouth on her exposed breast. "Oh god that feels good."

	From: childofatlas	Date: January 23rd, 2012 04:22 am (UTC)		(Link)

Derek couldn't help but smile at that. He wanted to make her feel good, and he wasn't quite all the way there yet. He moved his attention farther down, kissing her clavicle again before moving down, his hands now busy with undoing her pants.

	From: anyastark	Date: January 23rd, 2012 10:20 pm (UTC)		(Link)

When he got her pants unfastened she lifted her hips to allow him to slide her pants down. She looked at him and smiled.

	From: childofatlas	Date: January 24th, 2012 06:53 am (UTC)		(Link)

Derek pulled them down, taking his time to enjoy the view of seeing her there, her being there in a situation that only played itself out in his wildest dreams before, but even then there was the nagging. So instead of letting it ruin the moment, he tried to turn this uncertainty to his advantage.

"I am...not very experienced with this, but..."

Derek moved closer, ghosting his hand on the inside of her thigh.

"...I want you to feel good. So..."

This time the lips followed, with his hands urging her to open her legs.

"...if I don't do well, I just want you..."

The hand now reaches for that final barrier between then, his fingers just barely pressing against it.

"...to tell me how to make you feel good."

	From: anyastark	Date: January 24th, 2012 06:03 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Anya gasped as his fingers found sensitive flesh. "Just like that," she said barely above a whisper. Her head fell back and her eyes were half closed. She leaned back on her hands, her hips pushing against his hand.

	From: childofatlas	Date: January 24th, 2012 06:08 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Derek nodded a bit from where he was, pulling the nice silk panties gingerly to the side with his left, the right ghosting around her mons while he leans closer, pressing his lips onto her nether lips.

	From: anyastark	Date: January 24th, 2012 06:11 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Anya could scarcely breathe. The feel of his mouth on her was exquisite. Her hands went to his head and her fingers threaded through soft hair.

	From: childofatlas	Date: January 24th, 2012 06:17 pm (UTC)		(Link)

His available hand begins to press against her lips while his tongue starts dancing...on her lips, which is sure to feel good, but how it's probing it's looking for something. Most likely her hood but...his inexperience is showing.

	From: anyastark	Date: January 25th, 2012 02:51 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Oh God," Anya moaned and her hands clutched his head. "Don't stop."

	From: childofatlas	Date: January 25th, 2012 02:57 am (UTC)		(Link)

He's not going to. His fingers begin to invader her, pushing into her while the tongue searches farther up, and hits the jackpot, brushing Anyas nub.

	From: anyastark	Date: January 25th, 2012 05:08 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Anya jerked in response to him finding that very sensitive spot. Her hands tightened on his head and her hips arched against his hand. Each lick sent shocks through her body. She could feel the pressure starting to build.