Hiccups
Part Six
By Scott J. Welles
scottjwelles@yahoo.com

ARCHIVE: Yes, but please write and tell me where.
CATEGORY: f/f Slash
SPOILERS: Takes place just after "Rock, Scissors, Paper"
RATING: NC-17 (where's the fun in G Slash???)
SUMMARY: What might have happened next.
DISCLAIMER: All "ER" characters and institutions are the property of Warner Bros., ConstantC Productions and Amblin Television. This is written strictly for entertainment value, no infringement of copyright or ownership is intended, and nobody is making a profit on this piece. As always, any errors in continuity, characterization, or common sense are entirely my own fault.
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Okay, Kim thought. Here we go.

She knelt by Kerry's side again, her hands cupping Kerry's face, and looked into her eyes. "Are you ready?"

Kerry nodded slowly. "I think I am."

Kim moved very slowly and deliberately, never taking her eyes off of Kerry's. She maneuvered herself until her body was above the redhead's, then lowered herself onto her lover. Their bodies meshed, legs, hips, stomachs, and breasts meeting each other. Then, bringing her face nearly down to Kerry's, she let her lips almost, but not quite, meet the other woman's. Kerry sighed, almost whimpering with anticipation.

With her lips just brushing Kerry's, Kim whispered, "Are you still afraid?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to stop?"

Kerry gave a deliberate shake of her head, barely a quarter inch in each direction, but enough to let her lips slide across Kim's. "No," she said, more clearly.

"Good." She kissed Kerry's chin, her lips crabwalking down her jaw to her throat, tasting each inch of skin as though it was a delicacy. Which, in her view, it was. Her lips nipped lightly at Kerry's body, each kiss lighter than a squirrel's steps. Kerry leaned her head forward to kiss Kim's forehead, until she descended too low, then she let her head fall back.

Kim reached a nipple, and reached her tongue out, the tip brushing as lightly as she could over the areola, causing Kerry to shiver with delight. She clutched at Kim's shoulders, wordlessly urging her on, but Kim ignored her, determined to draw this out as much as possible. Making love to Kerry for the first time would not be an experience Kim rushed through.

She caught the nipple between her teeth, tugging on it gently, then releasing it and veering to the hollow of Kerry's right shoulder. She continued the same pattern of kisses over Kerry's bicep, noting that the muscles were firmer than they looked. Using that crutch constantly must keep them in use, she realized. Taking Kerry's wrist in her hand, Kim raised her forearm at a 45-degree angle, kissing and licking at the fold of the elbow. Preview of coming attractions, she thought. Then, moving on, she kissed her way across the wrist, up over the callused palm - from the crutch's grip, no doubt - tracing the life and love lines with the tip of her tongue, and took Kerry's index finger into her mouth, sucking it suggestively. Kerry's legs were wrapped around her, the heels nuzzling at the backs of Kim's knees and calves.

Holding Kerry's palm against her cheek, Kim said, "I can't tell you how long I've been waiting for you, Kerry Weaver. Even before I knew who you were."

Kerry said nothing, but moved the hand down over Kim's neck, exploring the surface of her body like a blind person gaining a tactile image of someone else's face. She let Kim guide her hand to her heart.

"You feel that?" Kim asked her. "It's beating for you." The heat from Kerry's hand was like a radiator against her chest.

After a moment, Kerry took control again, moving her hand to Kim's breast, exploring its curves, its contours, its weight and heft, the sharp peak of her nipple...then moved on down over her sternum, her waist and hips...down between her thighs.

Kim sighed with approval, happy that Kerry was taking an active role in their lovemaking, and let out a groan as those fingers found their way into her vagina. For someone who had never been with a woman before, Kerry seemed to locate her most sensitive spots very quickly. "MMMmmm...yes, Kerry, right there..." she gasped.

Kerry seemed to take this as encouragement, and found a rhythm with her fingers. She cupped her hand, one finger curving upward in JUST the right manner, while the heel of her hand brushed Kim's clit. Kim closed her eyes, and tilted her hips forward and back in counterpoint to Kerry's caress. "Oh, Christ, Kerry, I thought you...oh my g..."

She came suddenly, with unexpected intensity, the orgasm feeling like an hour's sunbathing on the beach compressed and concentrated into one moment. Kim let out a squeak of astonishment that would have been comical if it hadn't felt so delicious. The wet, rubbery feeling in her muscles left her shaking with delight.

Kerry left her hand where it was, the other hand playing lightly with the ends of the blonde hair dangling in her face.

Kim opened her eyes with surprise. "Kerry...where did you learn how to do that?"

Kerry looked almost embarrassed. "I've been alone a long time," she replied quietly.

Allowing herself to collapse more fully onto Kerry, Kim hissed, "God as my witness, you'll never be alone again," and kissed Kerry passionately.

There was nothing delicate or coy about this kiss; it was pure lust and desire. Kim's arms crushed Kerry's body firmly against her own while her tongue drove into Kerry's mouth, sweeping it thoroughly. Kerry returned the kiss with equal fervor, sucking her tongue eagerly and clutching at her new lover. Her fingers dug into Kim's back, the nails too short to make any scratches.

Kim had lost whatever self-control she had started with, no longer content to guide Kerry through this experience, but driven to immerse herself in it completely. Almost no one had inspired this kind of hunger in her. Jeanne, and maybe Carla, but that was all. And Kerry, like those women, had a flavor that was unique, entirely her own.

She drew her tongue back along Kerry's palate, into her own mouth, and Kerry's followed after it, asking permission to enter Kim's mouth. She welcomed it, caressing it with her own, inviting it inside like an honored guest. Their arms and legs were similarly entwined, determined to mingle their bodies together into a single organism. Or a single orgasm, as the case may have been. Kerry moaned into Kim's mouth, and Kim nearly came spontaneously.

Pulling her mouth free, she gasped, "God, Kerry, what you're doing to me..."

Kerry was less articulate, perhaps due to inexperience. The best she could manage was, "Kim...oh, Kim..."

Responding to her name, Kim lowered her mouth to Kerry's throat, biting almost vampirically at the faint scar, letting her teeth just graze the skin without hurting. She wondered idly how Kerry would cover the hickey she was leaving tomorrow.

The friction of their skin, moistened by perspiration, was electric as Kim slid downward again, her mouth finding Kerry's other breast, sucking harder while her fingers found its twin. She lavished her attention on them, treating them almost as objects of worship, while Kerry moaned aloud and tightened her thighs about Kim's hips. Then, growing impatient, Kim moved down further. Her tolerance for foreplay was almost gone; she knew what they both wanted.

Settling between Kerry's legs, she slid her hands under Kerry's buttocks, anchoring herself. Kerry hooked her legs over Kim's shoulders, the soles of her feet massaging Kim's lower back as Kim brought her hands up around Kerry's hips. She felt Kerry's fingers twined through her hair, clutching her scalp. Her eyes met Kerry's once, making a silent promise, then she focused on the task at hand.

Looking into Kerry's sex, she kissed the lips the way she had first kissed Kerry's mouth. Lovingly, tenderly, adoringly. She was determined not merely to fuck Kerry tonight, but to make love to her completely. To show her the kind of loving she deserved, even if she didn't know it. Her tongue ran delicately around the outline of her lips, then traced its way between them, without venturing inside. Her teeth nibbled them lightly, never biting down. Kerry's voice was constantly working, producing atonal, unformed syllables.

Spreading the lips with her thumbs, Kim blew warm air into Kerry, like a visitor at the door letting in a breeze. Then, moving slowly again, she extended her tongue and slipped it inside.

Thighs contracted on each side of her face as Kerry gasped. "Ohh, yes, Kihhmmm..."

Kim raised her chin a bit, her tongue flicking out to greet Kerry's clitoris, to wash lightly over it, then dove inside again, becoming bolder with each motion. She brought the thumb and forefinger of her left hand to Kerry's clit, stroking and coaxing it. She felt her senses filling with Kerry; the sight of her, the sound of her, the scent and feel and taste of her...

Kerry's head was rolling, side to side, as if seeking either escape from her stimulation, or a way to embrace it fully. Her fingers dug into Kim's skull, pulling her in tighter. That began to verge on the painful, so Kim took hold of Kerry's wrists and pinned her hands down by her sides against the bed. Thus restrained, Kerry's desire only seemed to escalate, her voice rising with each exclamation.

Kim discarded all thought of restraint as she threw herself into the act of making love to Kerry. No one else had tasted quite the way she did, and she eagerly devoured every moment of the experience, one she thought she'd never have. She thanked all gods, whether she believed in them or not, for this, the chance to be with Kerry, sweet Kerry, lovely Kerry, lonely Kerry, darling Kerry, beautiful Kerry, sad Kerry, radiant Kerry, angry Kerry, laughing Kerry, delicious Kerry, funny Kerry, always Kerry, forever Kerry...

The world exploded around her as Kerry came, like a new planet bursting into existence. She screamed, making a sound Kim would never have thought her voice could manage, and convulsed, her hips rising off the mattress. The scream, and her orgasm, seemed to sustain themselves, as though the moment was frozen in time, and then Kim felt the hot, liquid burst against her face like nectar. It was like a valve opening, allowing Kerry's climax to escape, and she very gradually relaxed, melting bonelessly in place. Kerry lay, breathing hard, staring into nothingness.

Kim slowly raised herself, crawling up beside Kerry again. She watched Kerry's face anxiously, observing her reaction. Kim had had sex with other lesbians, of course, and occasionally with bisexual women, some of whom were experimenting for the first time, but she'd never seen a woman react this way.

No, that wasn't true. She'd seen this once before. More accurately, she'd felt it once before, herself. After her very first time with a woman. Kerry's body was here with Kim, but her mind and soul were light-years away, floating on a calm sea under the stars.

She cradled Kerry's head, caressing her face. "It's all right, Kerry, I'm here with you," she whispered. "Just let yourself float. You can come back to me if you want, or just drift off to sleep."

Kerry's glazed eyes slowly closed as her breathing slowed.

Kim brushed red hair off her forehead, planting a kiss on her cheek. "I love you, Kerry," she breathed.

The shorter woman made no reply, already dancing on the fringes of a dream.

Kim toed the bed covers up to where she could reach them, then pulled them over both women, settling in for the night. She made sure Kerry was covered, then lay against her side, half-draped over her lover's body. She let her head come to rest against Kerry's chest, listening to the other woman's heart beating steadily. They remained that way for a long time.

"Kim..."

The blonde woman opened her eyes without moving. "I'm here, sweetheart."

Kerry's voice seemed to come from a place very far away, or from deep within her. "I'll try to push you away," she whispered. "Please...don't let me."

Kim felt the tears come to her eyes as she hugged herself against her lover's body.

"Never," she vowed.



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