Smell of Desire -- Witchblade Karma

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Date Posted: 07:08:52 11/28/03 Fri
Author: Spin
Subject: Smell of Desire
In reply to: Spin 's message, "Smell of Desire" on 05:08:13 03/24/03 Mon

A/N: Sorry for the long wait. RL got to me *sigh* but here is a bit more Smell of Desire for ya. Enjoy and let me know what you think! =)

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The ride to Sara�s apartment may have been quiet but it was far from being uneventful, Sara made sure of that. Especially after finding the, ahem, gifts given by Lara and Jeni. Sara had a sudden burst of confidence and decided to express her boldness on Ian, who, in return, made no complaints from her advancements. In fact, there were a few incidents where he himself got into the mood and instigated a few acts of pleasure while driving.

It had all stared immediately after leaving the parking lot of the club. All was indeed quiet, at first, both were lost in their own thoughts. Both still reeling from the events of the night and how things were starting to work out so well between them. Then of course there were the occasional wicked thoughts that popped up into their minds once in awhile. Add the side effects of the atmosphere from the club scene, the alcohol, the dancing, and the every growing sexual tension and something, no make that some things were bound to happen on the car ride.

It started with the first stoplight they came upon. Sara, who always prided in herself as to being bold when it came to the opposite sex, found herself hesitant and unsure. After finding the condoms in Ian�s jacket, wild and sinful thoughts started surfacing and it all involved the man sitting next to her. She had the urge to simply tell Ian to hell with taking things slow, and to park the car in a nice secluded area where they could�

�No � she snapped at herself. She wouldn�t do that to Ian, no scratch that, she would but not when it was his first time. No, she wanted things to be special, to be perfect. Then with that initial �deed� done, then they could break loose on all the fantasies they could indulge in. But for now, Sara had to restrain herself from jumping the poor guy and simply take things slow.

�Damn this light is slow,� Ian thought. He looked around the deserted area, no cars in sight but his and yet the light remained red. He wanted to get to Sara�s apartment as soon as possible. At least at her place he would have some space, some room to move, and breath. It was better then being confined in his car. To have her so close was dangerous. Ian wasn�t sure if Sara noticed at all that he had almost hit a parked car earlier because his concentration was not entirely on the road.

Since leaving the club, Ian�s mind has been replaying their earlier conversation about the promised dance session back at her place. He was a gentleman, and if a simple dance was what was going to happen tonight, then so be it. Yet, he couldn�t help but think of all the torrid possibilities that could happen. And it was a bad idea to have these thoughts running through his head. Especially while enclosed in the car, within reaching length of his beloved Sara. Jeez, he even had the urge to just pull over onto the side and pull her onto his lap. Coincidently, it was another area where a certain appendage was having its own confining problems. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

Sara reached over and placed a hand on his shoulder, �Hey you okay?�

Ian grinned shyly, �I�m fine, Sara.� Sara stole a quick glance down south and realized was up�er�going on. �Oh,� she simply said, a sly grin spreading across her face.

�Shit What is wrong with this damn light?� Ian cursed, feeling a little embarrassed.

Sara moved her hand up his shoulder, getting closer to his neck. �I don�t know,� Sara added while absently her fingers drew lazily against the soft skin just below his ear. Ian suppressed the groan that almost escaped his lips. Did the woman not know what she was doing to him?

Sara knew exactly what she was doing and seeing how he reacted to her touch gave her the confidence to do more. She continued to let her fingers dance across his neck. With her fingertip, she lightly traced the outer shell of his ear, drawing out the tortuous sensations. Ian�s eyes rolled shut as he reveled in her touch.

�Sara, what are you doing?� He breathlessly asked.

He received no answer from her. She removed his hand that was resting on the gearshift and placed it into park. �Sara, what are you doing?� Ian asked again.

Sara started to move from her seat and maneuvered over onto Ian�s lap. His eyes snapped open. �Sara what�� Ian started to say but Sara quickly placed a finger against his lips. �Shh,� she said, �I�m just trying to kill some time while we wait for the light to change.�

She wove an arm around his neck, while the other hand was already buried into his hair. Subtly, Sara started tugging him forward, her parted lips waiting for his. Ian wrapped his arms around her, pulling her body against his as he leaned his head forward. The sudden flicker of red to green caught Ian�s attention. �Sara?� He whispered, his mouth hovering over hers, �The light is green.�

�So what are you waiting for, Ian?�

Without hesitation, Ian closed the distance of their mouths. It took three light changes and the sound of honking horns to pull them apart. Soon, they were on their way again. What was normally a thirty-minute drive to Sara�s apartment took almost an hour. Who would have thought the number of streetlights there were between the club and Sara�s apartment?

By the time they arrived, both were restless and flustered with the need for each other. Yet, as eventful as the long trip was, both were able to maintain some meager control over their hormones. Well, long enough to at least hold back until they made it up to Sara�s place. From then on, what happened behind closed doors was up for grabs along with other things.

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Glad to see you are still writing. I'm still enjoying. (NT) -- moondreamer, 11:36:12 11/30/03 Sun