"So," Dane asked as he slid his arm around her, "what do you want to watch?"

Momoko shrugged, nestling into his lean frame. "You know what? I'm going to go get into my PJs," she suddenly decided. "How about if you pick something while I'm gone and surprise me?"

She was gone before he could respond, leaving him with the impression of where she'd been, the memory of her warmth and softness.

Dane poured himself another glass of wine and grabbed the remote, clicking through the movies, trying to figure out what movie would suit both him and Momoko. He finally decided on Cinema Paradiso, because he was really in the mood to see and hear Italy and Italian. He was rewarded a few minutes later when Momoko entered the room and she saw what he had selected.

"Oh, Dane," she cried softly, "this is one of my all time favorites! Thank you!" She reached up to press a soft kiss to side of his mouth, her lips warm and tasting of the wine she'd already drunk. She was wearing a yellow short sleeved pajama set with matching shorts that for some reason Dane found absolutely enchanting on her, and completely sexy, way more sexy than any kind of satin and lace number would have been. She'd obviously taken the time to wash her face or something as well, because she smelled pleasantly of lotion or powder or something that was already making his head swim.

They snuggled into the sofa together and Dane started the movie, getting lost almost immediately in the world of Toto and his beautiful home town in Sicily, laughing and crying at his antics in the beautiful world that no longer really existed.

Eventually, though, Dane couldn't resist, and lifted the side of Momoko's top and slid his hand along her smooth skin, feeling the small bumps of her ribcage, letting his fingertips glide along them like the keys of his piano.

Momoko sighed and moved across his lap, turning so she was lying across it and facing him, reaching to put her arms around his neck. She pulled him down for a kiss, saying after, "You're so beautiful, Dane, such a beautiful soul. Your eyes are like huge jewels, and when you look at me and touch me, I feel like I'm melting sometimes."

In response, Dane skated his hand around to her front, to caress her breast, palming it and rolling the puckered and pebbled nipple between his thumb and forefinger, causing Momoko to arch her body into his hand and close her eyes as they rolled back into their sockets.

"God, Peaches, you're stunning, and so responsive," he murmured. He pulled his and out and quickly unbuttoned the yellow, flower shaped buttons, spreading the top open as he went, exposing her front. Momoko arched her back again, making his task easier and wordlessly asking for his touch once more.

He bent to take one nipple in his mouth, holding it in his hand, and his mouth on her felt so good that Momoko was unable to do anything but gasp; her hands fell helplessly above her head as she lay in his lap, the movie forgotten for both of them. Dane shifted so he was on top of her, and Momoko opened her legs so he had room to settle between them. She could feel his length, warm and thick, across her abdomen, and she was already pulsing with want, needing to feel him fill her.

He gently kneaded her other breast with his free hand as he ground his hips slightly into her in a rhythm that she matched with hers.

Oh my god.

His mouth moved from her breast to her collarbone, licking and sucking on her, leaving a string of pink and magenta blooms across her soft skin like a necklace.

"Momoko, your skin tastes so good, you taste so good, baby," Dane whispered as his mouth moved deliciously across her flesh.

Again, Momoko was left speechless, only able to writhe softly under him as he touched her and spoke to her. She plucked ineffectually at his shirt, unable to vocalize even this basic thought.

He understood, however, and grinned at her, reaching over his head to pull his T-shirt off and toss it aside. He turned them, so he was underneath, and Momoko sat astride him, pajama top unbuttoned, looking amazing. He peeled it off, so she was now topless, in just her little yellow shorts, pretty torso sidelit in the light coming from the TV, shoulders and upper body tapering to narrow waist, from where it flared to round hips that straddled him, firm thighs gleaming.

Momoko leaned forward so her full breasts hung just over his face. "Suck on me some more, Dane, please," she breathed.

He obliged, taking one in his mouth and hollowing out his cheeks with the effort. At the same time, he pushed her yellow shorts down over her bottom, so she was beautifully, gloriously naked above him. He slid his hands up her body, reveling in her soft skin, her curves. He let his fingers get tantalizingly close to her sex, and Momoko stopped moving, but then he kept going, moving up her tummy, to grasp the breast he sucked on in one hand, and the other one that hung free.

"Tease," she complained with a laugh. She pulled away from him, kissing down his torso, marking him as he'd marked her, swirling her tongue in his belly button, pulling his sweats and boxer briefs down, exposing his erection, which bounced softly against his abdomen as she got his clothes out of the way.

"Hello, there," Momoko said softly, just before she took it in her mouth.

Dane closed his eyes, digging his fingers into the soft fabric of the sofa at the feel of her mouth on him.

Momoko pushed his sweats out of the way with her feet as she continued to suck on him, loving the feel of his thick warmth in her mouth, loving the musky fragrance of Dane that filled her nostrils.

He reached for her , burying his long, sensitive fingers in Momoko's hair, which was piled haphazardly on her head. "Peaches," he moaned. "Oh god." Her mouth felt incredibly deep and wet, her tongue soft and warm. He could feel her breasts, with their bullet hard nipples, rubbing against his thighs, and he was close to coming already.

He sat up a little, abdomen tensing, to say something to her, and he saw her, eyes closed, fingers splayed against his stomach, spit slick lips spread to accommodate him, and realized this was a mistake.

He lay back down immediately. "Momoko, you have to stop or we're going to be finished in about a minute," he warned. He tried to pull on her hair without hurting her.

She came off him with a soft popping noise and moved back up his body, kissing him with wet mouth as she came.

She kissed his mouth with lips that were noticeably softer and more swollen than before, which felt amazing to Dane. Her core, which was now aligned with where her mouth had recently been, was as hot and wet as that other body part, and felt so good, so good. Dane could imagine that Momoko's sex probably looked as pink and soft and pretty as the rest of her, as fragrant and gorgeous.

"God, I want to just fuck you right now," Dane moaned.

"Yes please," Momoko answered, nodding and smiling against his mouth.

"What?"

"I said yes, please, I want you to fuck me," Momoko answered, pulling back so she could see his face. When she nodded, her breasts brushed against his body, and now Dane could tell that her nipples, too, were swollen and darker than before, and she was very excited.

"Really? We--I mean, the rest of the guys--we thought you didn't want to do that yet," Dane said, stroking her face with a finger. "I mean--it seemed like--"

"I didn't," Momoko said, leaning in to kiss him, sliding her tongue into his mouth, moaning softly, needily. "But now I do, darling Dane, okay?"

"Okay," he responded, nodding. "Okay. But I don't have any condoms."

"I'm on the pill," she said, and you're clean, right?"

Dane nodded. "I am," he answered. "But do you trust me?"

"I do, actually." She kissed him again, sliding her core up and down his shaft. "So can we do this already?"

"Fuck yeah," Dane said, nodding and smiling. He grasped her head and kissed her enthusiastically. He reached down and touched her, sliding his fingers into her folds, making her drop her head back. "You ready for me, baby?"

"So ready."

He turned them again, so Momoko was lying under him, looking absolutely magnificent.

"Fuck me, Dane." She spread her legs, giving him room to settle between them, and she could feel him probing, seeking.

Then, as he began to enter her, he stopped and looked at her, brows drawn. "It feels like--Peaches, you're not a virgin, right?"

Momoko laughed. "Of course not! Why?"

"It's a very tight fit, that's why?" Dane looked down at her suspiciously. "What's that about?"

Momoko shrugged her pretty shoulders. "Hunter wasn't a very big guy, and it's been a few months. Now come on, soldier!"

Dane continued, going slower than before. "Jesus, this is tight. Feels amazing," he groaned.

Momoko rolled her hips to meet him, rising up off the sofa. She, too moaned in pleasure.

"Nice," Dane murmured. He pulled out, just as slowly, and began to stroke in and out, as slowly as he could bear, trying to maximize his time, and therefore his pleasure.

"Oh god, this feels incredible, Momoko," he said, leaning in to kiss her.

"Yeah," she agreed, her voice barely audible.

For a while, the only noises in the room were the sounds of their breathing and of their bodies coming together.

Dane lay down so she bore some of his body weight, which changed the angles a little, and it felt even better. He then grasped her leg and hoisted it over his hip, which changed the angle again, and he could tell from her breathing that this made it even better for her.

"Like that? Right there?" he gasped breathlessly.

She nodded, unable to speak. She pressed against the top of the sofa with her hand, hips getting faster, as her orgasm approached. "Gonna come," she whispered. "Dane? I'm coming."

"Okay, baby," he answered, pulling her leg even higher and pumping in her as hard as he could, trying to make each thrust last.

"Oh god, Dane, Dane," she called, pressing the sofa with her hands and pushing her hips into him as hard as she could.

He could feel the walls of her sex clench on him, pulsing, as she came, and used his thumb on her clit, trying to make it stronger for her, trying to make it last.

He finally felt her relax, felt her body melt away, and kissed her as he continued.

"Baby, you're amazing," he murmured. "Your leg okay? Or you want me to lower it?"

"I'm fine," Momoko responded languidly. "You feel amazing."

He could feel himself brushing against something at the apex of each thrust, and it felt incredible, like passing out incredible, and wondered if it was because he wasn't wearing a condom, or if it was because it was Momoko.

He knew his movements were getting faster and sloppier, and he was going to come soon. He tried to slow down to make it last, but he couldn't, it just felt too good.

"Wow, Dane, I'm going to come again," Momoko said from underneath him, her voice filled with wonder.

"Really?" Dane was inordinately pleased at being able to do so much for her.

"Really."

"I'll try to hold on, then."

And he tried to think of piano pieces, of old recitals, of writing Chinese characters, of anything he could to make it last longer, and he was able to hang on, just barely, and he felt Momoko clench on him once more, just slightly, nothing like the last time, before she relaxed again.

"Oh boy, here I come, Peaches, here I come," he gasped, his hips speeding up. "I'm coming, so fucking hard, oh god."

And his orgasm came crashing down on him like a waterfall, so hard he saw stars momentarily, and he knew he was pounding on little Momoko so hard, but he was helpless not to. He came and came and came, until finally he was empty, he had nothing left, and felt Momoko's body warm underneath him.

He lifted his head and opened his eyes.

"Did I die?" he asked with a smile.

"Well, if you died, I died twice, possibly three times," Momoko answered, slipping her arms around his neck.

"Three?"

Momoko nodded. "I think I had another little one again at the end when you did. I mean, like a ripple, a tiny aftershock, but definitely something."

"Really?" Dane grinned.

"Don't get all full of yourself, Dane Chen," Momoko admonished. "I have lots of them when I'm alone, and I'm usually good for one or two when I'm with a guy. That's why Hunter was so disappointing in bed."

Dane smoothed her hair away from her face. "That's so sad."

"Tell me about it. The first time it happened, or didn't happen, I guess, I almost cried. I mean, it's so easy to make me come. All my lovers have said so. What was his problem?

"Anyway, that was really nice, so thank you." She reached up and kiss him.

"It was," he agreed. "Going bareback is really amazing."

"Yeah." She grinned at him. "You ready for that walk on the beach now?"

"Sounds like a plan, Peaches."

"Great. Lemme grab my flip flops.

"Okay. And Peaches?"

"You should probably put some clothes on, too."