Fandom: War of the Worlds

Rating: NC-17

Warnings/Categories: Romance - M/F

Main character: Colonel Ironhorse and original female character.

Disclaimer: These characters don't belong to me and I don't intend to make any money with them. There are no intentions to infringe the rights of the legal owners.

By Kay De'Vil.

She could hear him working out in the other room, she knew he liked to work out alone, but she could not resist the temptation to watch as he strained his muscles lifting the weights. She loved to watch as his muscles expanded and contracted with each motion, how with fluid motion his skin rippled across the contours of his muscles. She sighed to herself as she watched him threw the crack in the door.

He knew that she was watching had known she liked to watch him, for quiet sometime. It excited him to think that she enjoyed watching him. Smiling to himself he continued his work out, slowly, methodically working the weights to highlight his muscles to her preying eyes. His smile broadened as he heard her uttering a low sigh, as he stretched and began to stand, ready to move onto the next piece of equipment.

He groaned as the tendons within his shoulder pulled tight causing him pain, rubbing it he slowly began to rotate his shoulder, working out the tension which had rapidly built there. As his hand reached up to massage the tension away, he felt soft hands close around his shoulders. Glancing over his shoulder he smiled to see her stood behind him, her soft hands gently caressing the abused muscle. Sighing he leaned back into her, his head resting against her stomach as her soft, yet strong hand began to need the tension away. He groaned as she pressed her knuckles against the hard muscle, he could already feel the tension leaving his body. Rubbing his head against her stomach, he smiled as she placed a gentle kiss upon the abused muscle "Better?" she questioned as her hand began to wonder down his arm. He nodded his eyes closed as he leaned into her "mmhmm" he replied enjoying her simple presence. Again he felt her gentle kiss upon his shoulder, however this time she began to pull away from him. As she moved away he sat up straight, his eyes instantly open a questioning look upon his face "Where are you going?" he questioned as she started towards the door. She stopped and looked back at him "I thought I'd leave you alone so you can continue your work out" she commented as she again started towards the door. He reached out catching her wrist, his fingers lightly brushing against her soft skin "You don't have to" he stated as he began to pull her towards him. She smiled, allowing herself to be drawn closer to him, his masculine sent already setting her senses ablaze.

Standing he drew her into his arms, kissing her passionately. Her hands moved up his arms, pulling him down to her deepening the kiss. Their hot tongues dancing within the others mouth as they both tried to control the passion flowing within themselves. He reached his arm around her waste, but groaned as his shoulder reawakened the pain from before. She pulled away from him and looked up into his eyes, his discomfort was obvious, but so was his passion. She smiled and kissed him briefly before taking his hand within hers and pulling him towards the bench press.

He watched her as she led him over to the press, his eyes savoring her form as she moved. He smiled to himself as she stopped and indicated for him to lie down on the press, however as he sat she began to walk away from him. Again he reached out catching her wrist within his large hand. She looked back at him and smiled, slowly turning back to face him she kissed him, leaning into him, pressing him back so he was laid upon the press. As his hold on her wrist released she kissed him quickly and walked towards the door, he watched her as she moved, afraid that she was about to leave, but she stopped at the door, closing it and locking it. A smile plaid across her face as she turned back to him, she could see the moment of confusion still written upon his face, but it quickly vanished to be replaced with a pleased, yet mischievous smile, which she returned in kind. As she was returning to him, she spotted a bottle of oils upon a cabinet and picked it up, her hand gently caressing the bottle as she moved back to his side. Seeing her intentions he began to remove his T-shirt, but one look at her made him stop, there was a strange look of disappointment upon her face. For a moment he did not understand, and they looked into each other's eyes, grinning he lay back down onto the bench and waited for her.

Kneeling at his side she quickly kissed him, her hands already working to release the cap upon the bottle of oils. As it opened the sweet sent of the oils filled their senses, creating a strangely exotic essence to the room, that both enticed and excited them both. Sitting back she looked at him laid before her, and gently nibbled on her lip, as if trying to decide where to begin. He watched her as she surveyed his body for a moment. Slowly she took the bottom of his T-shirt into her fingers and gently began to tease it up his torso; placing gentle soft kisses upon the hard muscles which where freshly exposed. He sighed and shifted on the bench, his hand gently stroking her back as she moved further and further up his body, teasing the fabric to expose fresh skin, which longed for her attentions. Her hands gently needed the muscles as they where exposed, caressing them, giving them a taste of what was yet to come. Each muscle reacted to her touch, shivering with the intensity she brought to him, as they shivered beneath her hands she smiled and once again kissed each muscle, as she continued her slow path up his torso. Finally when he could stand it no longer she removed his shirt and again kissed him, he groaned as he kissed her, his arms encasing her within his strength.

Feeling his strong arms around her excited her, but this was not about satisfying her needs, this was about easing his pain and bringing him pleasure. She pulled free of his arms and again sat back onto her calves, pouring the oil onto her hands she slowly rubbed them together warming the oil before touching it to his now sensitive skin. As her oil covered fingers touched his skin it reacted, the skin rippling across the muscles as he sighed and relaxed into her gentle touch. Smiling, she continued to gently caress his stomach, her fingers lightly teasing the line of his shorts before moving further up his stomach and chest. As she spread her fingers increasing the area her hands came into contact, she leaned towards him, kissing his exposed chest, her tongue slowly circling around his nipple, her teeth lightly nipping at the sensitive skin surrounding the hard bud. He groaned, again shifting upon the bench as he tried to draw her into his arms, but she pulled away leaving only the barest of touches as her finger nail plaid across his stomach. He looked at her with longing eyes, but she shook her head and began to stand. However this time he did not fear that she was about to leave for he had seen the bridled passion held within her eyes, and knew that she needed fulfillment just as much as he did. With deliberate slowness she moved down his body, drawing her fingernails across his sensitive skin as she worked her way to his feet. He watched as she began to unlace is tennis shoes, and slipped them from his feet, quickly following them with his socks. He watched as she again picked up the bottle of oils and spread it over her hands, yet again rubbing her hands together as she warmed the oils.

Gently she began to slowly massage the oils into his feet, and lower calves. He sat up, watching her as she looked up at him through hooded eyelashes, her eyes reflecting his own passion and desires. She skillfully worked the oils between his toes; he could already feel the tensions of his work out vanishing with each touch of her hand. Slowly she began to work her way up his legs, stroking and caressing the muscles and skin as she went.

As her hands moved between his thighs he looked at her, only to find her smiling. He groaned as her hand brushed against his already hardening cock, but she seemed intent upon not ministering to the now only tense part of his body. She smiled at him and again massaged his thighs; her fingers pressing against the rock hard muscles but stopping each time she reached the line of his shorts. With growing frustration he began to sit up, ready to take control of the situation, however she shook her head "Turn over". He sat for a moment looking at her in dismay, how could she be this cruel? For a moment he did not move his eyes locked upon hers, but eventually he sighed and carefully turned onto his stomach. Again he groaned as he felt the pressure of his own body restraining his erection. Biting his lip her folded his arms under his head and tried to relax again, knowing that sooner or later she would loose the control she had and he would be able to have the release he longed for.

She knew that he needed a release, had seen his erection straining against the fabric of his shorts, but she wanted to relax him, to bring him pleasure... and if that meant a little pain, she was sure that it would add to the pleasure to come after the massage. Picking up the bottle of oils she poured the cold fluid over his back, and smiled as he gasped slight. Her hands quickly began to smooth the oils into the contours of his body, caressing and teasing each muscle as it came into contact with her fingers. She could feel the tension easing from his body and knew that soon the pain that had led to this moment would be expelled for good. Leaning down she kissed the shoulder, but instead of stopping there she began to slowly kiss her way across his back, her hands continuing to massage his lower back, occasionally delving beneath his shorts line to caress and massage his butt as she did. Lightly she kissed the nape of his neck, her tongue playing along his hairline as she leaned her body against his. He groaned again, but this time he forced his way over onto his back, and encased her within his arms kissing her deeply. She didn't struggle, instead she leaned into him, her hands pressing against his chest, her fingers toying with his right nipple as their tongues danced within his mouth.

Sitting up he pulled her close, his hands caressing her waste through the fabric of her clothes, he longed to expose her body to his hungry eyes, but she seemed intent upon maintaining control. Pulling away from him she got to her feet, her eyes never leaving his. As she stood over him, his erection yet again visible to her, she began to slowly unbutton her blouse. Slowly she slipped the blouse from around her shoulders, until it fell to the floor, no longer concealing her breasts from his hungry, longing eyes. She smiled as she ran her hands down her body, caressing her breasts as she looked at him, she could see his pleasure and longed to feel his hot tongue upon her nipples, his teeth grating lightly against her skin. She shuddered at the mere thought. Sliding her hands across her stomach she began to caress the fabric of her skirt as it hung lose around her concealing the prize he so needed to posses. Licking her lips she moved closer to him, as she did she move her body within reach of his hands. As she stood at his side, he slowly slipped his hands under the skirt, caressing her thighs as he moved up her leg towards her waste; she smiled as he began to sit up. His hands slowly tracing paths up the outside of her thighs, until he felt the soft fabric of her panties. Slipping his fingers between the fabric and her skin, he slowly began to slide her panties down her thighs, his fingers lightly stroking her skin as he did so.

She closed her eyes allowing her sense's to trace the path of his fingers as they moved down her thighs, passed her knees and along the contours of her calves until finally both his hands and her panties where at her ankles. She stepped out of her panties and looked down at him, her eye's filled with passion and desire. With the panties gone his left hand began to slowly work its way back up her leg, this time caressing the sensitive skin of her inner calves and thighs. She shivered as his fingers brushed against the hairs of her sex, he smiled as she shifted closer to him, his fingers yet again brushing the hair, causing her to groan in anticipation of what was to come. As she stood before him, she parted her legs, allowing his skillful hand better access to her sex. He leaned towards her, his head resting upon her stomach, his right hand encircling her as he kissed her through the fabric of her skirt. She longed for him to remove her last item of clothing, but he now controlled the situation, it was up to him to decide upon their next move. Even as his left hand lightly touched her clit his right hand was caressing and needing her butt, moving her closer to him, until their bodies where pressed together. She gasped as his finger delved inside her, setting her body on fire. Gently his finger stroked and caressed the inner walls of her sex; until she was gasping with pleasure, then as if teasing her he would remove his finger and again begin to stroke and caress her inner thighs.

Running her fingers through his hair she turned his face up to her, and leaned down, kissing him deeply and passionately as he again delved inside her, this time with three fingers. She slowly began to rock in rhythm to his gentle caresses, still kissing him as she began to push him back onto the bench press. As his thumb brushed her clit she again gasped, this time however she gripped his arm, gently pulling it away from her hot, wet sex. He looked at her as she brought his hand up to her face and began to lick and kiss the fingers that had moments before been deep inside her body. As her hot tongue caressed each finger she felt him shudder and smiled. She could taste herself upon his fingers and that bittersweet taste increased her sexual desire's, leaning into him she kissed him passionately as she straddled the bench press. He shifted beneath her, raising his hips so they brushed against her thighs as she stood above him, he could feel his erection pressing against the fabric of his shorts and longed for them to be removed. As if sensing his need she broke the kiss, and began to slide down his body, planting soft kisses across his chest and stomach, until she had reached the line of his shorts. Her soft hands slipped beneath the fabric, one slipping under his butt to gently caress him, the other sliding down his hip to eventually close around his erection. He groaned as her fingers closed around his cock, the pressure bring alive within him a fire that needed to be quenched. He raised his hips pressing himself harder against her hand, as she slowly began to stroke and caressing him, her fingers lightly squeezing the base of his cock, until he felt ready to explode. However as he reached this moment she would release him again, causing him to groan in disappointment. Releasing his hard cock, she began to slowly slide his shorts from around his waste, gentle kisses caressing his body as she freed him and continued to move further and further down his body, for a moment she stopped her face just above his cock. He watched her with bated breath, could see her pleasure upon her face. Submitting to the pleasure her hands where still bringing to his body he leaned back, closing his eyes. So when her hot tongue flicked across the tip of his cock he gasped and sat up, his instincts to take her there and then could finally no longer be held back.

Grasping her arms he pulled her back up to him, their mouths joining in a passionate, predatory dance for domination over the other. His hands moved over her back, pulling her to him, as he tried to take control of their passion. As one hand gently needed the soft flesh of her back, his other moved up her thigh, raising her skirt until it was up around her waste. Her sex was hovering over his erect cock, and he longed to thrust up into her warm, tight body, but he controlled himself. His hands moved to close around her hips, as she stroked and massaged his chest. Slowly he guided her down towards his cock, his fingers stroking the soft flesh beneath them, until finally the tip of his cock pressed against her entrance and both gasped.

As the tip of his cock entered her, she slowly began to rock back and forth, increasing the pleasure for both of them, his hands remained upon her hips keeping her from impaling herself upon his hard cock, which she longed to posses deep within her very essence. Throwing her head back as his cock slowly deepened within her, she stroked the contours of his arms, longing to feel them wrapped around her as they made love. He removed one of his hands and gently began to need her breast, his fingers teasing and pulling at her hard nipple as she continued to rock against him, slowly enrapturing his cock within her body.

As if as one neither could wait any longer and both thrust together at the same moment, both crying out as their bodily union was complete and they moved as one together. As she rocked against him, he sat up deepening the penetration, his arms closing around her so that his mouth could tease and nip at first one nipple, then the other. As he did she kissed his neck and shoulders; her hands exploring every inch of his masculine body they could reach. Slipping her hand down his spin she could feel his body shuddering beneath her, again she kissed his neck as her hand continued its downward trail towards his butt. As she needed the tight muscles of his butt, he thrust up into her, his need for release growing with each passing moment. Unable to control herself she lightly bight into his shoulder for a moment surpressing the cry that threatened to escape from her. Even as she does her fingers reach her target and slide between his butt cheeks to his own hidden entrance, he groans and grinds himself against her as she slips a finger passed the muscles of his entrance.

As her finger presses into him, he thrusts into her, unable to control his climax any longer. He can feel her finger as he strokes and caresses his insides, and with each stroke of her fingernail against the sensitive skin, he comes closer and closer to climaxing. Kissing her passionately he slips his hand between their bodies until he can again stroke and tease her clit, drawing her closer to her own release. With slow circling motions he brings her clit to hardness, and then lightly presses against it, she gasps and thrusts towards him. She tightens around his cock pushing him over the edge. Crying out both thrusts together as they climax, his mouth closing around her breast as he suckles upon her, riding out the climax. He can feel her fingernails digging into his back as she too comes, the finger once deep within him, now sliding from his body so she can hold him as she rides out her waves of passion. They hold each other tight as their passion abates, and their desperate thrusts reduce to slow gentle rocking motions.

Smiling down at him she pulls her upper body away for a moment then leans down and kisses him, her eyes no longer holding lust, but still the same passion remained locked within them. He returns the smile, his fingers gently playing across her back as she kisses him and begins to rise. For a moment he resists her attempts to stand, but after one last kiss he allows her to stand and lies back watching as she picks up her panties and slips them back on.

She can feel his eyes upon her, knows that he is watching her ever move, and a slight smile plays across her face as she remembers how they had ended up in this situation. Picking up her blouse she was slightly disappointed to see he had already replaced his shorts, and was now putting on his socks and tennis shoes. Sighing as she buttons her blouse she moved to stand before him, her eyes playing across his still bare chest. He stood and took her into his arms kissing her passionately for a moment. When they broke apart both where gasping for air, neither wanting to break the physical contact. She looked around the room for a moment, and with a mischievous smile questioned "Done with your work out already Paul?" he smiled and lightly smacked her butt before slipping his arm around her waste "Only the one in here" he replied as they walked towards the door together.

End.