~Videl~

The way Kane gazed down at her, with his sculpted body bared above her, positioned with his impossibly hard length at her entrance - looking as excited as he did conflicted - made her quiver with anticipation. Videl bit her lip and reached up to stroke his chest as her knees shook on either side of his hips.

"You can still change your mind V," Kane murmured, his eyes burning with emotion that looked like love, desire and worry.

Videl's lips parted to deny his statement, to assure him that she was ready, even if the size of him was both frightening and tantalizing. She wanted to give him all of her as much as she wanted to have all of him. But he interrupted her before she could get the words out.

"I promise I won't pout," Kane told her playfully, his gaze simmering in such a way that her heart skittered like a scrabbling rabbit running from a hungry wolf.

It was obvious that no matter how badly he wanted this, she could see that he loved her enough to pull back, even at the last possible second. She knew that he was exercising his last shred of self-control, for her sake. And that made her want all the more to take that self-control from him and toss it to the side, like it was a scarf used for binding a wrist when its restraint wasn't needed anymore. 

"I want all  of you," Videl breathed, repeating her earlier statement, her fingertips trailing down his abs. She enjoyed the way they tightened under her touch. His breath shuddered out, whether from her words or her hands on his body, she wasn't sure. "You're giving it to me, Kane. Not taking from me." She didn't want him to feel like he was stealing her "precious" virginity, but rather giving her the gift of losing it to someone who she trusted and loved more than she could conceive. She knew that she had a choice in the matter, and unlike her best friend's first time, it was her idea - not some anxious, horny guy's. She felt powerful because of that fact, and immeasurably fortunate. She hoped that he could see the sincerity in her eyes.

It was his turn to bite his lip now, like he was still unsure  about whether he was taking something from her. It was clear that he valued her innocence - respected it with reverence for all that it was. But his body shifted, readying himself, as his eyes dragged over her vulnerable exposure. She felt the heat of him press against the wetness between her legs and stifled a gasp. His gaze snapped back up to lock on hers as his hand reached down to guide himself inside her - and she felt like she could read the thoughts being expressed in his silver eyes. This might hurt, they said. I'll be gentle - I'll go slow.

And it did hurt when he slid in only by an inch. She couldn't hold back the gasp that flew from her lips, then. Her inner walls clenched around him as if to resist his entry, but he didn't move further, giving her body a moment to get used to his thick width, before gracing her with more of his length. He groaned - the sound rumbling from deep in his chest. Her hands gripped his muscular shoulders as she tamped down the urge to wince against the twinge of pain.

"Fuck," he growled as he eased in just a little more. "You're so tight."

The hunger in his growl made her moan softly in delight. Her hips wriggled slightly as her back arched, sliding him in further. She blinked away the stars in her eyes, already panting like she'd run a mile or two on the treadmill. She felt a fresh gush of wetness surge to lubricate him, to make herself more slippery for his entry - like her body was responding to the threat of his powerful manhood by giving him assistance.

Kane must have felt it, because a ragged breath whooshed from his mouth, breezing against her and causing her to shiver beneath him. Goosebumps rose on her skin, her nipples pebbled in response, and she felt the last remnants of her anxiety melt away. Her hands slid down his body to grasp his hips, as if instinctively urging him not to stop.

"Please," Videl whispered - breathlessly, greedily.

Her want had morphed into a desperate, aching need. Kane answered her plea by giving her more of his length, and Videl pursed her lips tightly at the sensation of something deep inside her straining against his advance. He hadn't yet allowed his hardness to fully enter her, but suddenly, she felt a surprising pop,  as if whatever shield that stopped him had torn. It stung, and it hurt, but not enough to make her cry, though she felt tears stinging her eyes anyway. She squeezed her eyes shut, and when he started to pull back an inch, she hurriedly tugged against his retreat, her nails almost digging into his skin.

"I'm okay," Videl panted, her eyes still closed, a sheen of sweat forming. "Don't stop."

Kane groaned - whether in protest or with need, that was unclear - but he obeyed her wish and eased in the rest of the way, her body opened for him now. Whatever levy had been inside her had broken, and the pain was gradually subsiding by the second, replaced with pleasure. He dipped down to kiss her sweaty forehead, and she finally opened her eyes. He licked the salt of her sweat from his lips before kissing both her cheeks as he started to rock back and forth, slowly. The gentle push and pull of his thrusts made her body soften and relax underneath him. Videl gasped again, and he muffled the sound with his lips. His sensuous kiss was deliberate, warm and seductive. The last of the pain evaporated, sizzling away like steam under the heat of his tongue exploring her mouth. All that was left when he broke away panting, were waves upon waves of ecstasy in time with each stroke.

Videl moaned, writhing underneath him, suddenly desperate for him to go faster, the slowness of his movements now too languid, too careful. She was craving wild, uncontrolled - it should have shocked her, but it made her feel like she was a burning star that wanted to consume everything around her. And she liked the power of that feeling. Her hips responded to her craving by moving of their own accord to rock against his thrusts.

"I want - " 

Videl didn't need to tell him, though, he understood her body language better than she did. He immediately responded to her urgency and greed by giving her more speed, more strength, more unbridled passion - and her words garbled into a strangled cry of pleasure. The world around her tilted and swayed, and her head started swimming precariously, her body on the edge of some majestic chasm that wanted to swallow her with the magic awaiting her on the other side.

~Kane~

Now that V was crumbling underneath him, he felt like a fucking Greek god, and it made his memories of crumbling lesser women with his sexual prowess feel like the inflated ego those instances gave him were a hit from a vape, compared to a line of pure cocaine. They didn't shine a light on how powerful V made him feel. Her orgasm flooded around him, pushing him too close to his own, and he had to steel himself against it. Once he allowed it to take him down, this would be over. He wanted to enjoy the high longer - he couldn't break now. So he leaned down to snake his arms around her quaking body, and in one fluid motion, he flipped them so that he was on his back and she was on top of him. V was still trembling and panting, her eyes dazed from her peak.

"What - " V breathed, clearly unsure of why he had re-positioned them, of what she was supposed to do now. 

"I want you to ride me," Kane growled hungrily. "I'm your stallion, princess."

He needed time to compose himself, to push back the inevitable moment that he would bust.

"I don't kn-know how," V gasped, her face flushed, her long, dark hair sticking to her skin that was slick with sweat. 

Kane reached up to brush her hair back from her shoulders and stroke the freckle on her rosy cheek with the pad of his thumb. "Make yourself feel good, baby." Kane instructed as he pulled her forward slightly by the hips, and guided them with his hands to rock back and forth. "Don't worry about doing it right - do it the way that your body likes."

V's nerves appeared to lessen as his guidance sent fresh trills of pleasure through her. She gasped repeatedly, as she found her own flow and rhythm, and he let his hands caress her breasts when she did. Her back arched as she moaned his name, and his high intensified. She looked like she was glowing - like a goddess in her own right. He pinched her nipples gently, rolling them between his fingertips and she cried out, grinding harder and faster on top of him in response. He groaned, feeling his own ecstasy building again, until he was dangerously close.

"Kane, I - " V suddenly tensed after a few delicious moments, slowing down and shying away from giving herself another orgasm. 

"Don't stop, V!" Kane rasped, thrusting underneath her to keep her pushing further.

"But - " V didn't have the ability to put words to the feeling, her body jerked and she moaned woefully as she crumbled, tumbling end over end into the ocean of her orgasm. He didn't have time to savor the moment, her cumming on top of him pushed him over the edge. He groaned raggedly as he gripped her hips and slid her off of him, moments before he busted.

V collapsed onto the blankets at his feet, still whimpering from her earth-shattering orgasm, her knees shaking. Kane stroked out the last pulses of his release with his hand, trying to catch his breath. Only after his head cleared with a post-nut clarity, did he think to feel sorry for making a mess of her girly little blanket. Though, her own juices that he could feel puddled beneath them had done the same, so he guessed that they needed to be laundered anyway. He pulled himself up to rest on his elbows and frowned at the streak of deep-red blood in the wet spot on the blanket, suddenly back in the reality of what just happened.

"Are you . . . okay?" Kane asked her with concern, as he climbed to the foot of the bed to lay beside her. He wrapped his arm around her tiny waist. She was so dainty, so delicate. He could have broken her, torn her in two. But she nestled closer to him and smiled at him dreamily. A dazzling, elated smile that melted him. 

"I'm - " V panted, eyes glittering like stars. " - wonderful!"

Kane made a sound that was half-sigh-of-relief, half-chuckle. He let his head lay against the valley between her soft breasts, enjoying the feeling of her breath rising and falling slower by the second, the sound of her heartbeat becoming less rapid and more languid. 

"I love you," V murmured wistfully.

He lifted up to look in her heavy-lidded eyes that made her appear to be lulling to sleep in the wake of the pleasure they had shared. The words had no strain springing forth from him this time, his soul had no qualms expressing how he felt about her now. They came out as easily as breathing.

"I love you, too." Kane kissed her deeply, and only after her dazed, golden eyes fluttered shut did he close his own. 

I don't want anything to happen to you . . .  

His mind whispered, his inner beast tamed and fearful of abandonment, of negligence, of lack of her ownership and care. 

I don't think I could live without you now. It's fucking scary how you have me wrapped around your little finger . . . Don't let me go, V. Don't . . .

His thoughts blurred as he drifted near slumber, holding her tighter to him like she could disappear from existence if he didn't. 

"Mine," Kane rumbled, before his consciousness slipped into the dark, calming abyss of sleep. 

.   .   .

The next morning, his gym alarm didn't ring, given that he had turned it off the morning before. However, Dare was clearly still awake at dawn, because his message chimed around the same time, waking Kane up anyway. He was immediately starving, because they had slept through the night, rather than waking up for dinner. Kane sighed, squinting in the dark against the too-bright holo-menu. He flicked open the message.

[Dude, why didn't you warn me?]

With discombobulated fingers from just waking up, he typed out a reply and sent the message.

[Warn you about what?]

A moment or two passed before the holo-menu chimed again and V rustled beside him at the noise.

[The Council is making me take dance lessons, Kane.]

[DANCE LESSONS!!?]

Kane chuckled and rolled his eyes. As he started to type his response, V snuggled up to his side, with a cute yawn.

[Would you rather stumble and take poor Ava to the ground with you? Come on, man.]

[Can't you at least pretend to feel sorry for me?]

[Boo-hoo. I'm playing a song for you on the world's tiniest violin. Happy?]

[Uh - Fuck no?]

V giggled beside him, having read the messages on the hologram screen upon waking up. 

"Aww," V snickered at Dare's plight, chiding Kane playfully, "You're so mean."

"He'll get over it," Kane grinned, thumbing the holo-menu closed. Then, he rained kisses all over her face as she laughed sleepily and squealed in delight. 

"Come on," he said as he rose from the bed, pulling her up with him - both of them still naked from the mind-blowing sex last night. "Take a shower with me."