Author:  Pairaka
Title:  Pleasant Surprises

Pleasant Surprises
by Pairaka
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Gourry opened the door to the room and entered. Taking a deep
breath, he shut the door and leaned against it. He scrubbed at his
face; he was almost too tired to cross the room to the bed. But he
managed somehow, though he staggered a couple times.
The swordsman dropped his pack on the floor and sank onto the bed
gratefully. It had been a long day that had started before dawn and had
been non-stop action ever since. No less than four bandit camps had
fallen victim to Lina's magic and his sword. They'd been attacked by a
sorcerer, chased by some locals who had taken exception to Lina helping
herself to some sort of magical relic in their village, then finally
they had ended up walking an extra two hours to find an inn because
Lina didn't want to camp outdoors that night. He felt, as they say, dead
on his feet.
Slowly, he unbuckled his armor. For once, he didn't care where it
fell; he just dropped it into a pile at this feet. That gone, he
reached down and pulled off his boots. With a great sigh of relief, he
turned and laid back on the bed. Lina was still out doing some
shopping; he hoped she wouldn't be long...

Lina hurried back to the inn, carefully clutching her package to
her chest. She couldn't believe she'd bought what was in it and yet-she
smiled to herself. She was secretly pleased with herself. It would
certainly surprise Gourry.
She found the inn and stepped into the common room. Her forehead
creased as she looked around for Gourry and didn't find him. He should
have been down here eating. Shrugging, she figured he must have already
gone to their room. Lina hurried up the stairs and quickly found the
room they'd hired. Opening the door, Lina found Gourry sound asleep on
the bed. He was sprawled out, lying bonelessly as if he'd simply
collapsed there. His long yellow hair was tangled under him.
Lina shut the door quietly and locked it behind her. Grinning,
she set the package on a chair and shed her cloak, boots and hung her
swordbelt on the back of the chair. She went to the window and pulled
the drapes, plunging the room into semi-darkness. It wouldn't be long
before it was completely dark, so she lit the lantern by the bed and
turned the wick down so that it gave off only a little light.
She climbed onto the bed and knelt by her husband. Leaning down,
she stroked his cheek before she kissed it. He stirred slightly, but
did not wake. Pushing his hair out of his face, Lina called his name
softly into his ear. "Gourry." Nothing. "Gourry," she said again, this
time a little louder. When he still didn't respond, she cleared her
throat and yelled directly into his ear, "GOURRY!"
"WHAT?" he shouted as he sat straight up. Or tried to. Lina was
kneeling on his hair so he only got halfway to sitting before he was
jerked back down. He hit the bed, bounced then lay still. He stared up
at her a moment then winced. "Ow, Lina," he whined as he rubbed the
back of his head. "Did you have to yell?"
"Sorry," she said in a not-at-all contrite voice and kissed his
cheek. "But you wouldn't wake up."
He put a hand over his eyes and rubbed them. "There's a reason
for that: I'm beat."
"Poor Gourry," Lina crooned. "Why don't you roll over and I'll
give you a backrub?"
The swordsman lifted his hand and peered at Lina from under it, a
glint of suspicion in his eyes. "What did you say?"
"I said roll over and I'll give you a backrub."
"That's what I thought you said. Who are you?"
"I'm Lina! What kind of question is that? Who else would I be?"
"I dunno, but Lina usually isn't that nice to me."
"Of course I'm nice to you!" she exclaimed, starting to lose her
temper. "And if you don't roll over, I'll show you just *how* nice,"
she growled, raising her hand and letting a fireball form in it.
He nodded and covered his eyes again. "You're Lina, all right."
He sighed. "And for a moment I thought..." He let his voice trail off
wistfully and looked at her again. "Are you feeling okay, Lina?" he
asked, putting his hand on her forehead as if checking for a fever.
Lina laughed and pulled his hand down to plant a kiss on his
palm. "I feel fine. You're the one that's tired and needs a backrub.
Come on," she said, pushing against him. "Roll over."
Gourry tried to roll over but stopped halfway there. "Lina, get
off my hair, please," he said with a wince of pain.
"Oh," Lina said. She lifted her knee off his long yellow hair.
"Sorry." She helped gather it up and twist it together out of the way.
"Take your shirt off," she said, pulling the hem of it out of his
trousers and bunching it up. Gourry pulled it up and over his head, and
it joined his armor and boots on the floor. "Now, lie down," she said,
pushing him onto his stomach.
"All right, all right," he said. "I'm lying down." The big man
grabbed the pillow, slid his arms under it and settled down. A heavy
sigh escaped him as he tried to relax.
"Good." Lina climbed off the bed. "I'm going to get comfortable.
Don't move."
"I'm not moving," he mumbled.
Lina grinned and went to retrieve her package from the chair.
Slipping behind the privacy screens in front of the "necessary," she
quickly removed her clothing and changed into the items she had
purchased.
Finished, she peeked around the screen to make sure he wasn't
looking. He was lying facing away from her, so she tiptoed across the
room and climbed onto the bed. "You didn't fall asleep, did you?" she
asked.
"Uh uh..." he murmured into the pillow.
"That's good." Lina swung her leg over his back and sat down just
in front of his hips. Leaning forward, she gathered up his hair,
twisted it into a rough rope and tucked it to the side and out of the
way. Then she leaned forward and put her hands on his shoulders,
leaning her weight into the heels and sides of her palms. Pressing
downwards, she pulled back, drawing her hands down the middle of his
back, one on either side of his spine, towards herself. She shifted her
weight leaned forward and did it again. She marveled at how hard his muscles
were; hard and well-defined under his smooth skin. The flame-haired
sorceress smiled to herself and brought her hands back up his sides and
to his shoulders. Gently kneading the muscles there, she worked at them
to loosen the knots and smooth the tension away from first one then the
other shoulder.
"Hmm..." Gourry sighed, turning his head to the side and
burrowing into the pillow. "That feels good." Lina's grin softened as
she kept working at relaxing him. She felt badly for having worked him
so hard today, and he hardly ever complained. Except about having to
walk the extra distance to find an inn, but that was because she'd
wanted to do this for him.
Lina did this for several minutes, until she felt Gourry relax
under her hands. She changed her pattern from rubbing with the heels of
her hands to lightly stroking his skin with her fingertips, starting
with his neck and running down his spine to his hips and back up. She
was smiling dreamily to herself when a sound interrupted her. She
paused and looked around for the source; when it came again, she stared
down at Gourry. Another snore came from the vicinity of the pillow.
Her mouth twisted in annoyance. Sitting back on his hips hard,
she slapped his back with the flat of her hand. It made more noise than
anything, but the effect was instantaneous. Gourry yelped and pushed
himself up onto his elbows. "What?!"
"You weren't supposed to go to sleep," she growled.
Gourry lowered his face into the pillow. "Come on, Lina, lay off
me," he groaned. "It's been a long day. I'm sore, I'm tired and I just
want to get some sleep."
"I'm *trying* to make you feel better," she said, rubbing his
back a little more vigorously than necessary and taking her anger out
on him.
He yelped again and stiffened. "I know you're trying to help," he
said carefully. "And I appreciate it-Ow, Lina! That hurts!" His voice
rose to a shout as she added her fingernails to her ministrations.
Lina drew back at the genuine distress in his voice. Instantly
contrite, she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his torso,
slipping them between him and the mattress. "I'm sorry, Gourry," she
murmured in a husky whisper. She kissed the rapidly reddening welts on
his back.
"It's all right," he said softly, finding one of her hands and
squeezing it. "Just don't be so rough."
"I'll try." She continued kissing his skin where she'd marked it,
moving slowly to the hollow between his shoulder blades. "Are you too
tired to make love?"
He moved his head on the pillow in a nod. "Later," he said
softly, apologetically. "I promise."
Lina grinned and twirled her tongue in little patterns on his
skin. She moved further up, trailing her kisses up to the back of his
neck. Gourry moaned softly. His moan deepened and grew in volume as she
bared down gently with her teeth into the muscle there. He tensed
beneath her.
"Lina..." he said into the pillow. "You know what that does to
me...Ohh..." He moaned louder as Lina's soft love bites sharpened. He
arched his back under her as her attentions elicited interesting
reactions in various parts of his anatomy.
"I know," she whispered against his skin. Lifting her mouth a
fraction, she breathed out softly. Her lips curled into a smile as she
felt the goose bumps raise.
"Still too tired?" she asked. "Or do you need more
encouragement?"
"You're not going to give up, are you?" he said, lifting his head
to look over his shoulder at her.
She shook her head and grinned. "Nope." Lina swung her leg over
him and pulled on him. "Come on," she said. "Roll over."
Gourry sighed and did as she said-and only then saw what she was
wearing. He froze in mid-roll and stared at her.
"Lina?" he breathed. "What-?" He found he couldn't say anything.
"Do you like it?" she asked, pushing him down and resuming her
position straddling him. She let the black silk robe slip off her
shoulders and sat up as straight as she could; maybe a little
straighter as she thrust her chest out to make her breasts look a
little larger.
Gourry's eyes traveled down her body, taking in the effect. If
ever the term "devoured her with his eyes" had applied, it applied to
Gourry looking at Lina now. She noticed his eyes lingered on her
breasts for several seconds before they continued downward and was
secretly pleased. Under the silky robe she wore a lacy bra, high cut
panties, a lacy garter belt and silk stockings-all in black. Her hair
tumbled in loose waves over her shoulders and down her back.
"Like it?" he asked after swallowing hard. He lifted his eyes to
her face and looked into her shining ruby eyes. "I love it. It's sexy-
*you're* sexy. Beautiful." He couldn't find the words to describe the
way he was feeling.
Lina caught a bit of her hair and twirled it around her fingers
and looked at him coyly. "I got it for you," she whispered.
"For me?" He swallowed again. "Lina, I-"
"But you're too tired. Oh well, I guess I'll have to go change-"
She made as if to climb off him.
"No!" Gourry shouted as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.
"No," he repeated in a less forceful, husky whisper.
"So you're *not* tired?" she asked, eye eyebrow arched delicately
at him.
"Maybe-maybe I'm not as tired as I thought I was," he said,
running his hands up her arms to her shoulders. As he pressed downwards
on her shoulders, he lifted his hips. Lina grinned as she could feel
his erection through his trousers. She rocked her hips, rubbing against
him. His breath caught in his throat and he bent his head back, closing
his eyes and drawing in a long breath.
The flame-haired sorceress leaned forward and slipped her arms
under his. He lifted himself up to meet her as she covered his mouth
with hers and kissed him. Of their own accord, his arms went around her
and held her tightly while he pulled up the silky fabric of her robe
and caressed her back. It was her turn to shiver as he traced delicate
patterns on her skin with his fingertips. His hands moved downward,
over the swell of her hips and along the curve of her buttocks where he
formed his hands to their shape.
Lina's eyes were half-lidded as she lifted her head and gasped at
his touch. Gourry tried to follow her, reaching for her mouth with his,
but when she lifted up too far for him to reach, he transferred his
attentions to her neck. She shuddered and reluctantly planted a hand on
his chest and pushed herself upwards. He brought his hands around and
stroked her stockinged legs up to her hips and further up to cup her
breasts. She covered his hands with hers and pressed them against her.
He rubbed his thumbs against the hardened flesh of her nipples through
her bra which brought another gasp to her lips.
Shaking herself, Lina pushed his hands down to her legs. She
leaned forward and put her hands on his chest and stroked his smooth
skin. "You're supposed to be relaxing, remember?" She gave him a loving
smile and moved her hands outwards. Just as he had done a moment
earlier, she used the edge of her thumbs to rub his nipples. Gourry
stiffened underneath her and grabbed a double handful of her robe.
Lina leaned forward to kiss the hollow of his throat. She opened
her mouth and sucked gently at his skin, as she slowly, carefully left
a trail of kisses down his chest and to his stomach. She giggled softly
as she felt his stomach muscles clench under her mouth and she batted
away his hands when he tried to stop her. She used her tongue to sketch
the midline of those hard muscles down to his navel where she paused to
tease him a moment to two before moving lower. She heard him gasp as
she kissed his flesh just above the waistline of his trousers.
Casually, she laid a hand over his manhood while she kissed his stomach
again. Lina felt him jump under her hand as her lips touched his skin.
His hands, which had been resting lightly on her back, bunched in her
hair.
Sitting up, Lina scooted backwards and reached for the laces of
his trousers. When she'd loosened them enough, Lina tugged them off his
narrow hips and made quick work of reducing her husband to a state of
complete undress. She dropped his trousers and underthings on the floor
with the rest of his clothing and sat next to him. He looked up at her,
smiling, while he stroked her leg. As he'd done to her earlier, now
Lina raked him with her gaze, as he lay before her, exposed, vulnerable
and trusting. She memorized every line, curve, and inch of him. From
his powerful arms to his long, lean legs. From the slender length of
his fingers as they rested on her leg to the surprisingly delicate bone
structure of his face. From the gentle curve of his lips to the deep
sapphire pools of his eyes, eyes that glowed with love for her and only
her. And this beautiful creature was hers, all hers. And had been hers
for longer than she'd realized.
Suddenly overwhelmed, she threw herself forward and framed his
face between her hands. She covered his mouth with hers and kissed him
as he'd so often kissed her: Like he was life itself. He responded in
kind, opening his mouth and accepting her questing tongue. Lina's
flame-colored hair enveloped them; he gathered it up and buried his
fingers in it as he cupped the back of her head.
Breaking away, Lina shivered with desire for him. She shook her
head to clear her mind; too much of this and she was going to forget
what she had planned. And she didn't want to do that. This was Gourry's
time; he was always so willing and eager to please her in whatever way
she wanted, now it was her turn to reciprocate. She scooted backwards
and curled up on the mattress next to him, sliding her arm under his
back and propping herself on her elbow. She felt his hand rest lightly
on her shoulder and she smiled up at him. 
Reaching out tentatively, Lina touched her fingers to the tip of
his erect manhood. His hand clenched in her hair at her touch.
Encouraged, she curled her fingers around him, gathering the skin up
then pulling it taut as she moved her hand from tip to root.
"L-sama," Gourry moaned as he threw his head back into the
pillow. "That feels so good..." He worked his hands into the sheets as
she stroked him. "Oh, Lina..."
Lina smiled at him; it gave her a little thrill that she could
affect him so greatly. Experimenting, she laid the flat of her hand
along the length of his member, and moved it down between his legs to
grip him. He shifted his legs, letting her hand slide between them as
she pushed her fingers through the silky, golden hair that covered him.
She teased the loose flesh there, gently squeezing to see his response.
He jerked upwards and hissed, this time in pain. Immediately, she
released him.
"Not so hard," he said with a wince.
She leaned down and kissed his lips by way of an apology as she
swung her leg over him-and settled down directly behind his manhood.
She rocked her hips, pressing herself against him through the thin
fabric that was the only barrier between them.
He drew in a deep breath of pleasure. Grabbing her hands, he
pulled her forward so they were lying flat on his chest and she was
leaning forward slightly. Giving her a sly grin, he slipped his hands
up under her robe and around to her back and worked the catches on her
bra. When they'd come lose, Lina sat up and snaked her hands up the
sleeves of her robe and pulled the straps out through them so she could
take it off without removing her robe. Tossing it aside, she sat atop
him, her robe hanging down and concealing her breasts but only barely.
Gourry put his hands under her robe and covered her breasts, gently
massaging them.
Leaning her weight on his chest, Lina moved her hips back and
forth along the length of his organ while he fondled her breasts. As he
lightly pinched her nipples, she could feel herself growing unbearably
warm. A strange melting sensation started in her loins and spread out
through her body. She shivered and rubbed against him harder. Reaching
for one of his hands, she pulled it away from her breast and moved it
to her hip. He tried to put it back on her breast, but she shook her
head, no, and pulled the waistband of the pants out and wedged it into
his fingers. Understanding, he took it and the other side in his strong
grasp and with a couple deft twists, parted the waistband in two
places. He pulled the fabric out from between them, making Lina moan as
it rubbed against her.
And then there was nothing separating them. Lina continued to rub
against him for another few seconds, then reached down between them and
lifted herself. Grasping him, she angled Gourry's manhood upwards
against her opening then sank down, engulfing him in her warm channel.
Together, their voices mingled in a wordless cry of pleasure. Gourry
grabbed her hips and pulled her further down; Lina to threw her head
back and gasped. "Oh, yes, Gourry," she whispered in a husky voice, her
hands grasping his wrists. She opened her legs further to bare down as
far as she could. He held her as she leaned back to further that goal.
Her body contorted in interesting ways as she rocked her hips back and
forth on his length.
Gourry watched, fascinated, by her gyrations. He could see her
quite well, and found the sight of him disappearing into her body quite
erotic. He couldn't do much moving, but she more than made up for that.
He enjoyed watching her; her half-clothed state only added to it.
In no time at all, she was gasping with pleasure. When she
reached her peak, she screamed her lover's name as she stiffened.
Gourry grunted as her muscles clamped down on him hard, only to release
and grab him again and again.
When Lina finally leaned forward, panting with exertion and
release, he pulled downwards and thrust up into her. Lina's eyes flew
open as the slight friction caused by his withdrawal caused another
wave of contractions to spread outwards from their point of contact.
"L-sama!" she shouted as she slumped forward onto his chest, fists
balled tightly, and moved her hips back and forth as she climaxed
again. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly as she
murmured wordless pleas to the Mother of All Creation.
Eventually, she grew quiet in his arms. Her breathing slowed and
he could feel her eyelashes brush against his skin as she blinked her
eyes. She sat up a little and looked at him.  Giving him a little
smile, she reached upwards and kissed him. He gasped as she started
sliding along his manhood, pulling up then forcing herself back down.
"L-Lina," he breathed when she released his mouth.
"Yes?" she whispered against his neck, still moving slowly along
him.
"I-That feels..." He couldn't get his mind to work long enough to
find a suitable description for what it felt like.
"It feels what?" she persisted, pushing herself up and leaning
forward with her hands resting on his chest. Using her hands and knees
as support, she lifted herself until just the very tip of his organ was
inside her and held that position. "It feels what?" she asked again.
"Tell me, Gourry."
He opened his eyes and found her looking down at him, her eyes
bright and shining like the finest rubies. She continued to hold her
position, with him just barely inside her opening. He tried straining
upwards, but she merely clenched her hands and drove her fingernails
into his skin and he was forced to lie still. What did she want him to
say? How did he put into words what this felt like? Especially since he
wasn't good with words. Taking a deep breath, he gave it a try. "I'm on
fire, and that fire is you, Lina. I'm burning up from the inside and
you're burning me from the outside. I can't think of anything else. I
don't want it to stop. Please, Lina..." he finished with something that
may have been half a sob, reaching up to touch her lips.
She closed her eyes and kissed his fingertips, still not moving.
Balancing herself on one hand, she reached up and captured his hand,
holding it still. Her lips parted and she caught one of his fingers
between her teeth, then closed her lips around it and sucked it into
her mouth. As she did so, she sank down onto his manhood in one smooth
motion.
Gourry cried out and arched his back, driving himself as far into
her as possible. She pulled back up only to force herself downward
again. She suckled his finger as she moved, twirling her tongue around
it. His other fingers cupped her face, touching her closed eyelids.
Lina opened her mouth and he slipped his finger out as she leaned
lower, resting her weight on his chest so she could kiss him as she
moved her hips in a steady rhythm. His hand went to the back of her
head and she kissed him hard. She was making soft noises deep in her
throat that soon increased in volume. Breaking away, she lifted her
head up and panted through her open mouth. "Gou-Gour-rrreeee..." she
cried and stiffened.
"Uhnh!!!" he shouted as she came for a third time. Her climax
triggered his own release and his hips bucked upwards. Everything else
ceased to exist or even matter; the only thing that existed for him
right now, at this very moment, was the small woman moving on top of
him and the need to make the two of them into one being. Involuntarily,
he jerked back only to force himself upwards into her welcoming warmth
again and again until he could no longer move.
The moment lasted a lifetime and it was over much too quickly.
When he finally came back to his senses, Gourry opened his eyes to find
Lina lying with her arms folded across his chest and looking down at
him. "I thought you'd fallen asleep," she said, looking like a
contented cat.
"No, I'm just very..." He smiled as she remembered something
she'd ordered him to do earlier. "Relaxed."
"You look it. I still think you feel asleep there a moment."
He shook his head and put his arms around her. "I could never
fall asleep while making love to you. Or while you're making love to
me. You're too damn sexy for that to happen." He took a deep breath.
"And you'd kill me."
"Oh, I would not," she said with a grin as she reached out and
caught a stray lock of his hair and curled it around her fingers.
"You'd regret it, but I wouldn't kill you." Her grin softened into a
loving smile. "Because you're too damn sexy for me to want to lose
you." She yawned, covering her mouth with her hand. "Ready to go get
something to eat?"
He thought about that as he plucked absently at the black silk of
the short robe she still wore. "I dunno," he said, lifting himself up
and taking her in his arms. "It would be a shame to let this wonderful
present you got me go to waste, and since you're still all dressed
up..." He let his voice trail off as he kissed her ear and nibbled on
her earlobe.
"Gourry!" she exclaimed while she tried to push away.
"What?" he said as he kissed her neck. Quickly, he reversed their
positions so that Lina was now under him.
"I thought you were tired! And I'm hungry!"
"So you'd rather eat than stay here and let me make love to you?"
he teased as he leaned down and kissed her breast. Lina didn't answer.
Gourry stopped kissing her breast and lifted his head to look at her.
She looked thoughtful, as if she were considering the answer to that
question. "Well?" he asked again, getting worried.
Her thoughtful expression turned sly and cunning. "Had you
worried there for a moment, didn't I?"
Gourry let out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. Then
his own face turned sly and cunning. "So that's the way you want it, eh?"
He wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her neck. She
screeched and tried to pull away. "Just relax, Lina," he murmured from the
vicinity of her neck. "And let me show you how much I appreciate making me
feel better." He moved his mouth lower and let his hands wander.
It wasn't that she really wanted to fight him, it was just...
"Oh, Gourry..." Defeated, Lina did as he told her, lying back on the
pillow, and surrendered to his attentions. All thoughts of anything but
his roving hands, questing mouth and warm, hard body against her were
soon displaced from her mind as he touched places that stirred the
desire within her.