One Day Off [M] (Vixen)

Vixen moaned as she felt his touch deepen within her and his kisses run down her body. "Mars.... You are truly a god among men...." she said breathlessly. Reaching down as far as she could, the tips of her fingers brushed over his arousal. She bent just a bit more so she could wrap her warm fingers around him.

"Indeed I am," he smirked down at her, pushing his fingers in and out at a rapid succession, holding back his groans of pleasure, "When you're ready, warn me," he winked at her but he preferred not to speak.

Vixen tightened her grip around him slightly as she stroked him at a slower tempo than he was using with her. Moaning with pleasure, she nodded to him in response. "It's been a long time, Mars.... So long...." she sighed, her eyes dark with want of his touch.

Stopping abruptly, he held her arms above her head, kissing her lips, "Very well, let me end your suffering," he told her, and pierced her body with his length.

When his touch stopped, Vixen looked into his dark eyes. Mars forced her to let him go and pinned her arms above her head. A small cry ripped from her as he entered her quickly. Arching beneath him, Vixen took him deep within her and crushed his lips with her own.

Mars enjoyed her cry, maybe more than what he should've, but he couldn't help it, he needed this as well, so this was a win-win situation.

Some time later...

Vixen awoke and her dark eyes opened and fell on the empty bed next to her. In a way, she wasn't surprised. She didn't make a habit of going to bed with someone she only just met and barely knew, but she needed what Mars had given her. Sighing, she rested against the pillows of the bed and looked out the window that showed the early morning canvas of color painted against the clouds. She decided that she would just rest for a little before getting dressed and heading home. It had been worth it....