Twilight Saga: Caged Butterfly (Demetri Volturi X Reader)

~Lemon #1~

 This chapter contains scenes of sexual nature and it's not suited for people under 17 years old. I have managed to make it mild, because it's just the beginning, yet you should still read on your own volition, I am not responsible for anything. You have been warned ~

The sweet kiss the two of you shared was once again too mesmerizing to describe with simple human words. Maybe it was the fear coursing through your warm veins, or maybe it was the newly stated declaration of love from both your sides that fueled you to be quite daring, but in the end, you simply did as your heart commanded you to. Right now, you simply could not get enough of the man; you wanted to learn everything that was about him, trace every single inch of his ice cold skin and memorize it. Absorb it in and make it part of your own self. Every single inch of your body, every fiber, every cell, your very own soul longed for his cold touch; for his cold body to cup perfectly on yours and seal the promise to be with one another forever.

Instinctively, your heart sped up her pace, pounding loudly against your chest; you were vaguely aware of Demetri's grin spreading as he heard the soft sound as clearly as if you screamed at him and in response, his callous hands wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to his body. His touch was penetratingly cold; it came in such huge contrast with your own body which unwillingly turned its heat up, allowing a wave of bright red cover your cheeks, yet it never reached to cloud your mind. You knew very well what you were doing and what you wanted to do; nothing was going to cloud the strange clarity.

With gentle moves, you lower yourself back onto the soft mattress, after you wrap your hands behind Demetri's neck and pull him along with you to lie on top of you; he didn't protest, he didn't even break the kiss. He only growled softly, biting down onto your lip hard enough to make you let out a small cry of pain; his hands travel from your waist to your butt and with a deep sigh, you allow your left leg to wrap around his waist.

The moment you do though, the man grows completely rigid on top of you. In mere seconds, his soft touch turns to stone and his face drops along with his kissing. Breaking the kiss and leaning his head back, you open your eyes to demand to know what the hell he thought he was doing only to meet with his stormy red eyes gazing down to you in a mixture of confusion and anger.

'What are you doing _____?' his voice was gruff, strained; it was heavy with a lust that resonated like electricity through your body 'I thought I told you not to start something you are not willing to finish.'

Pressing your lips together in dismay, you return his serious glare steadily 'Who said I am not willing to go through with this completely Demetri? I am more than sure about what I am doing.'

In your response, his eyebrows furrow over his majestic eyes 'I-I do not think you have thought of this through enough. I can seriously harm you and I deny doing whatever might place you in danger.'

It was the first time that his voice wavered. It was the first time you saw uncertainty painting his red orbs. But you also knew him enough to know there was a battle going on inside his head; worry for your well being, worry for accidentally hurting you in ways not easily fixed battled fiercely with the pure wanting poisoning his mind. Even if his gaze appeared steady and determined, it strayed a few times over your exposed skin, your heaving chest that rose and fell as you breathed and your lips that patiently waited for his kisses. He wanted this as much as you did; but to your complete surprise, Demetri, the cocky Casanova with the daring personality, was genuinely hesitant.