The Rebel Faction

There were no tricks of any kind that Raven could tell. It was pure sincerity.

He had, what, fallen for her in less than a day? It seemed impossible, but here it was, looking at her straight in the face.
After admiting what could've been a total mind-blower for him, he confirmed his feelings with a kiss, holding her tightly.

There seemed to be no rationality behind it all, with it all happening so fast. But Raven knew, very well, that love had no rules, no sense of timming. He fired her temper, as well as her passion, seemingly being able to have her feel both at the same time.

But yet, she knew what she felt was the same as his.

"You know, Zerxes?" Raven asked, testing his name on her lips, allowing a pause as she relished the sound of it on her tongue,"I love you as much as I hate you, and it drives me up the wall. I don't even know how you manage to do that."

The last time someone admitted to her that he loved her, she hesitated in her reply for several months. This time, Raven wasn't going to do that. She didn't want any one person to be left wondering what she felt. Having him know the truth, would eliminate alot of anxieties if she left him wondering.

Strange? That was only the mildest of terms to describe him, though, she couldn't think of any that were a more acurate description of him. Her thoughts were run straight out of her head. Raven's own longing increasing in response to his own deep kisses, with her fingers exploring the skin under his collar.

He only paused, declaring she was beatiful, and pulled her closer to him, making her gasp. That gasp was quickly joined by a groan as his lips found her neck once again, one of his hands running across her back, making her arch her body closer to his in response. Raven then drew him away from her neck, only to pulling him in a kiss, with a hunger and a longing that rivaled his own, with her hands sneaking under his shirt, exploring the flesh beneathe, groaning audibly.

His shirt had become an irritation, and her fingers grabbed the bottom edge, pulling it upwards until she could finally tugg it free of his head, and tossed it aside.

She then allowed her fingers to recommence their exploration, moaning as she deepend their kiss even further.

" I hate barriers." Raven murmured into in his lips, providing an explaination.

Raven gasped as he quickly removed her shirt, feeling cooler air hit her skin. She didn't stay cold for long, however, for his hands continued their exploration of her chest, the touch of them making her groan.

The backs of her legs felt the edge of the bed, and she allowed herself to back onto it, pulling him down with her, her fingers grabbing the edges of his pants, her lips seeking his.

Sweet force, how those hands of his, how they seemed to go everywhere, the very touch of them making her groan.

The contact against her skin was very light, very affectionate, slowly slidding down, down, down. Right down to her own lose fitting pants of hers, making her moan, her back buck up involuntarily.

Her own fingers were playing about with the top edge of his pants, his own echoing fingers doing the same think with hers.

"Too many barriers. Barriers drive me crazy. I hate them." Raven murmured, groaning aloud suddenly as his fingers brushed under her pants, making contact with her hips, making her buck once again. Good gracious, he was killing her doing this.