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Until You Forget	By : TheFairyWithBoots Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Led Zeppelin Views: 3 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Until You Forget
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The sudden movement beside you jerked you out of your peaceful slumber. You blinked sleepily, trying to figure out what had Robert up suddenly. Judging by the complete darkness in the room, you could tell that it was still way too early to get up.
You could hear Robert trying to steady his breathing as he sat up on the edge of the bed, the mattress shifting under his weight. You rolled over to face him, even though you couldn’t see anything in the darkness.
“Robert...?” you called sleepily.
Robert sighed. “I didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. It was just a bad dream.”
He turned the lamp on the bedside table on, illuminating the hotel room. You sat up, fully awake now. He was out of bed, his bare, muscular back to you as he walked over to his luggage to get some clothes out.
When you glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table, you saw that it was 4:30 in the morning. You groaned.
“Robert, come back to bed,” you ordered him.
He walked into the bathroom, refusing to look at you. “I can’t sleep.”
You frowned. You’ve been travelling with him for the past month now, and he never got up before noon unless it was on a leaving day. You laid back, pulling the covers over your face, trying to block out the light.
You couldn’t fall back asleep either. Not after seeing and hearing how upset he was. You sighed, pushing the covers back as you got out of the bed to follow him into the bathroom.
The shower was running, and the glass doors and mirrors were already starting to fog up. You could see a vague outline of his gorgeous body through the fogged-up glass. You slipped your nightgown off before slipping into the shower with him.
His back was to you, leaning against the tiled wall with both of his hands steadying himself. The water was pouring over his mane of golden hair, making him resemble a lion sulking in a watering hole.
You took a moment to admire his backside as the water rolled off his body. Just his silhouette alone was god-like, making him resemble some kind of sculpture of a Greek god. Your eyes rested on his perfect arse, and you had a sudden urge to slap it. You resisted that urge, remembering that he was upset.
You walked up behind Robert, wrapping your arms around his waist from behind, standing under the hot stream of water with him. You pressed your lips against his back while reaching your hands up to gently stroke his chest, softly running your fingers over the light bit of chest hair he had.
“Tell me what’s bothering you...” you said gently.
“It’s nothing... it was just a bad dream,” he said, his voice sounding far away.
You pressed your lips against his back again. “You know you can tell me anything, right?”
Robert finally turned around to face you, looking down at you since he was much taller than you. “I know... it’s just... it was a nightmare... about you.”
You frowned. “About me? What happened?”
His hands trailed over your shoulders and down your back, and down to your rear, as if trying to memorize the feeling of your figure. “That another man was touching you... like this... and that you were enjoying it.” His eyes took on a dark look as he spoke. The kind of look he would get when he would get jealous of a man who was hitting on you at a party. “He was inside you... and you were moving with him. And I could do nothing but just stand there and watch in silence.”
You felt your heart ache slightly as he described this. “You dreamt that I cheated on you?” When he nodded, you buried your face into his chest. “You know I would never do that to you. I love you. I love you so much.”
Robert sighed and ran his fingers through your now wet hair. “I know you wouldn’t... it just... felt so real.” He absent-mindedly ran some soap along your back. “You must understand how men look at you though. I get so angry because I see them undressing you with their eyes.”

You raised your head to look into his eyes. “And how do you think I feel? Women throw themselves at you every single night and would drop their knickers for you in a heartbeat. You’re a gorgeous man, so I don’t blame them, but they don’t even care that your woman is standing right beside you.”
Robert shook his head. “I’d never do anything like that to you. You know that.”
You reached your hands up to run through his hair. “I know...”
Your lips meet his in a wet kiss as the shower stream continued to pour down over both of you. He cupped your face with his large hands, kissing you back hungrily before his hands started to roam lower, pulling your hips against his. You could feel how hard he had become against your stomach and your core fluttered in anticipation.
A low growl came from his throat as he kissed down your neck, nibbling at your pulse point, causing you to go weak against him. He kept a firm grip on your hips as he pinned you against the shower wall. You brought one leg up to wrap around his waist.
You took his beautiful face in your hands, forcing him to look you in the eyes. “Fuck me,” you told him bluntly, and his eyes darkened with lust. “Fuck me so hard until you forget everything you saw in that dream.”
His lips crashed into yours, kissing – no, more like devouring – you as if he were a starved man and you were the first meal he has had in days. He lifted you off the wet tile floor and pinned you against the shower wall, giving you no choice but to wrap both legs around his waist. He lined himself up at your entrance, pushing into you with one sharp thrust.
The sudden sensation of him filling and stretching you caused you to cry out as your walls clenched around him, engulfing him. The feeling of your warmth caused him to groan in pleasure as he buried his face in your neck.
Once he got used to the feeling of your tight cunt engulfing him, he began to move slowly inside you. The hot stream of water continued to pour down over both of you as the bathroom continued to fog up due to the combination of the hot shower and your intense body heat. The sound of your wet bodies slapping together, and your loud, tawdry moans echoed off the bathroom walls.
Soon, Robert was pumping in and out of you so fast, you began to wonder how he could do this without slipping and falling on the wet tile. Your nails dug into his shoulder with each sharp thrust of his cock. He seemed to want to prolong the pleasure for as long as possible but couldn’t resist the frenzy that being inside you brought him.
His pace was so relentless, it was barely any time before you came hard around his cock. You both stared at each other, breathless as his pace slowed.
You wound your hands through his wet mane. “I... want... more...” you panted; your mind still clouded with lust. “I want you to cum inside me...”
A smug smirk spread across his face. “Oh, I will... but not yet.” He pulled out of you suddenly, his manhood still harder than ever. He reached over to turn the water off. You stared at him incredulously.
You followed him out of the shower, intent on making him finish what he had started. Without warning, he grabbed a fistful of your hair and bent you over the wide bathroom counter that stood a few feet away from the full-length mirror that covered half the wall. You cried out in shock, your hand shooting up to hold onto the hand that was gripping your hair.
He nudged your legs apart as he ran his hard length over your well-fucked pussy. He yanked your head back, forcing you to meet his eyes through the mirror. His mouth was against your ear, his teeth nibbling at your ear. Despite the pain in your scalp, you were ridiculously aroused right now.
“You’re going to watch while I fuck you. You’re going to watch while I make you cum again and again and again...” His lips trailed down your neck and he nibbled, leaving love bites in his wake. “And you’re going to watch while I ruin you for everyone else. While I fill you up and make you walk around with me inside you.”
A filthy moan escaped your lips as you closed your eyes. He jerked your head back sharply, causing you to cry out in pain.
“Open your eyes!” he commanded. You did as he said, watching as he adjusted his shaft over your cunt from behind. You could see his member in the reflection of the mirror, could see it disappearing as he slid into your slick folds.
You watched as his face contorted with pleasure at the feeling of your tight pussy squeezing him. You could tell by how his cock twitched inside you that he didn’t have long, but he was trying to prolong it for as long as possible with slow, deep strokes.
He kept a tight hold on your hair as he made sure you were facing the mirror, and always keeping your eyes open. He kept his other hand on the small of your back as he fucked you slowly. His thrusts were slow but sharp and so deep.
He grunted with each thrust. He would pull out of you only to thrust back in sharply, the tip of his cock brushing against your cervix, he was in so deep.
His slow pace was driving you insane. You pushed back against him, creating some space between you and the counter. You reached your hand down to rub your clit. He caught what you were doing immediately and slapped your hand away. His hand moved from the small of your back to your swollen bud and he started massaging it himself, causing waves of pleasure to shoot through you.
Robert seemed to know your clit better than you did because the way in which he massaged it made you writhe and moan against him. He didn’t relent on his sharp thrusts but the way he was fondling your clit made another orgasm crash over you.
His grip on your hair loosened as his other hand went down to fondle your breasts, pinching and rolling your nipples between his fingers. He kept reminding you to keep your eyes open and in the mirror; he wasn’t going to let you look away.
His thrusts slowly started to pick up and match the speed in which he was rubbing your clit. Your hands gripped the edge of the counter, your knuckles turning white. You kept your eyes on your reflection in the mirror so that he wouldn’t pull your hair again. Your eyes were glazed, dark with ecstasy as he steadily increased the speed of us his thrusts. Your mouth formed an “O” shape as louder moans escaped your mouth. Another wave of pleasure crashed down on you, dissolving you of your senses and sense of time.
“Look at yourself,” he growled into your ear, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror. “No one else can make you come undone like I can. No,” Thrust. “One.” Thrust.
His thrusts were harder and faster now. Almost...angrier. As if he were thinking about that dream he had and was trying to fuck it out of his system.
“Robert, I-” The sound of you saying his name seemed to send him into a frenzy, and he was slamming himself into you now.
You cried out as his cocked twitched inside you, and he suddenly released everything he had, moaning and whimpering as he rode out his orgasm. You watched him through the mirror, watching as his face contorted with pleasure and let out moans as loud and as filthy as you had. Robert had always been a vocal lover, but you never got tired of the sounds he made.
When he finally slowed down, he buried his face into your hair as he caught his breath. “Thank you, baby...”
You were catching your own breath now, still stunned by the feral side of him that had come out just a few moments ago, but not at all dissatisfied with the experience. You had lost count of how many orgasms he had given you.
“I should make you jealous more often,” you laughed softly. “I wasn’t even trying this time.”
A low growl came from his throat as he pressed a biting kiss to your neck. When you glanced in the mirror, you could see that your neck was covered in hickeys and love bites.
He finally pulled out of you, and turned you around, pulling you tenderly against his chest. “That was rough... here,” He lifted you into his arms and carried you to the bed, laying you down. He laid down beside you, pulling you against his chest and kissing you softly on the cheek. He smiled down at you as his hands ran lazily down your back. “I love you; you know that?”
You grinned up at him, your face buried into his fuzzy chest. “I know, Robert. I love you too...” The warmth of his chest underneath you and his arms around you was causing you to drift into a comfortable doze. When Robert reached over to turn off the lamp, you could see the pale light peeking through the hotel curtains, letting you know that the sun was rising.
But you were both so exhausted and sated, you had no other plans than to sleep the entire morning away as you drifted off into a dreamy paradise in your lover’s arms.
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