The Unabashed Sex Life of Natalie and Keith

A/N: Read the title of this fic. That's what I'm promising- very little storyline and a lot of smut (and probably clichéd smut at that). If you don't like it, don't read it but feel free to drop a review anyway. Flames are always welcome- they put a smile on my face. But happy reviews make sun shine out of my ass.

Be Warned: Mature content! If you're not old enough to see R-rated movies then you're not old enough to read this- I know you probably will anyways, but I thought I'd try for the sake of your parents.

Chapter one: Mine

Surfing the internet was not something Natalie liked to do often. Aside from doing schoolwork, she found that she didn't have the time or the patience for it. However, an ad had popped up while she was checking her email, with a very fine looking, shirtless man- and yes, she was intrigued. Feeling slightly guilty, she clicked the link and gasped in surprise.

Tommy Haas, she inwardly moaned. He was half-naked, he was sweaty, and he was sporting a tennis racket.

And she couldn't have cared less. Keith.

Blood suddenly flooded her cheeks as she thought of Keith. Sure, someone like Tommy might have attracted her a few months ago but in every other man, she only saw a bit of Keith. From the racket Tommy held, she remembered the times Keith had suffered rather humiliating losses at the hands of his girlfriend just to give her some time on a tennis court. From Tommy's rugged body, she found herself wishing for Keith's leaned but toned figure. From his sweat, she remembered the times she would brush Keith's sweaty hair from his brow as he recovered from his cancer.

He was special, unique- he was just… Keith. And she loved him for it.

She glanced back at her computer screen and with one last look at Tommy, flipped the monitor off.

"Why the blush, partner?" a voice abruptly broke into her thoughts.

Natalie jumped out of shock and quickly whipped her head around to find Keith standing in the doorway smirking at her. Her hand settled over her chest as she attempted to settle the wild pounding of her heart. "I didn't hear you come in! How did you get inside?"

Keith shrugged nonchalantly, "Your parents let me in on their way out." His smirk grew even wider. "We have the house to ourselves, by the way," he finished with a wink.

Natalie's mouth dropped open at his insinuation that they would… do that in her parent's house.

"But really," Keith continued, "You didn't answer me, what were you doing that had you all hot and bothered when I walked in."

Natalie grew indignant, "I was not hot and bothered!"

Keith laughed. "You're still not answering my question," he bantered as he began to strut over to where Natalie sat in front of her computer. "Hmmm… let me take a wild guess. You were reading some crazy story on the internet," he teased as he neared her. "Perhaps something akin to, 'Mr. Thornton placed his throbbing erection at her entrance, she could feel his pulsing ache to enter her.'"

Natalie was entranced by the way Keith stalked towards her and the seductive way the words slipped from his mouth. He came to a stop in front of her, pinned her against the chair and gave her a searing kiss. All Natalie felt was the fire that consumed every part of her body when Keith touched her. She didn't notice when Keith flipped the monitor on. However, it was kind of hard not to notice when he stopped kissing her abruptly and yanked himself away from her to the other side of the room.

Natalie stared at him with wide, shocked eyes as he pointed to the screen and stuttered, "What the- what the hell is that!?"

Natalie looked back at the screen and inwardly rolled her eyes. Of course!

"Keith, relax. It's just a picture of this tennis player, Tommy Haas," she attempted to placate him.

"Relax! Relax? Relax when I walk in on my girl fucking blushing at a picture of a shirtless guy? Who are you shittin' Natalie?" he yelled at her, violently gesturing with his hands.

Natalie took a deep breath and let it out evenly, "Yes, Keith, I looked at the picture. But if you must know, I was actually thinking about you when you walked in- not Tommy."

Keith's shoulders slumped as he sat down on the edge of the bed as a sign of defeat. "It's the accent isn't it? Bloody Raff…"

"You don't believe me," Natalie stated flatly.

"No, I don't," Keith said in a similar monotonous tone.

Natalie's eyes flashed with a fierce determination. "Fine!" she exclaimed as she rose from her chair. Keith thought she was about to flee the room and was shocked to find her straddling his lap. "You can believe what you want to believe," she felt him grow instantly hard as she seductively ground her hips against his. "But me," she continued in a soft whisper, "I'm a woman of action." And with that she captured his lips with her own.

It was immediate magnetism between the two whenever they touched like this. She tried to love him with sweet soft kisses but as he began to respond she let her passion take over and soon their lips melded together with intensity and fervor. By the time she pulled away, they were both breathing heavily.

"Look at me, Keith. Look into my eyes and see what I feel," Natalie whispered willing all the love she had for him into her gaze.

This time it was Keith who attacked her with a heated kiss and as he sucked her lower lip into his mouth, Natalie felt a slight tightening in her abdomen. Anticipation. That was the only word Natalie could find to describe the sensation that was beginning to creep into every crevice of her body.

Her senses heightened with every moment that passed, Natalie felt her panties dampen as Keith rhythmically ground his hardness against her thigh. She couldn't take it anymore and immediately reached down and started unbuckling Keith's belt.

"These need to come off- like now," she breathed seductively. Fuck my parent's house, she thought and the low groan Keith let out in response made everything worth it. He hissed wildly as she lingered on his zipper, making sure to brush his erection as she slowly brought the zipper lower.

"Shit Natalie," Keith whimpered as a shudder rocked through his body. "Fuck the jeans. I just need to touch you."

Keith suddenly flipped them over, shocking Natalie as he switched their positions so he was lying on top of her and in control. She gasped even louder as his fingers trailed under her flannel pajama pants and found the wetness that only he could inspire.

"Damn Natalie, you're so wet for me," Keith said huskily as he rhythmically stroked Natalie in every place but where she wanted it, truly driving her insane.

"Keith, please," she begged and when his fingers finally slid to her clit, she couldn't restrain herself from rocking her hips in cadence with his fingers.

"Oh God, Keith!" she shouted as she felt the sensations intensify in her abdomen, and pleasure beginning to filter through the rest of her body.

Sensing she was close, Keith abruptly stopped his ministrations, slipping his hand out from inside her pajamas.

Natalie's head immediately shot up, "What the fuck Keith?"

Keith just smirked and shook his head at Natalie's pout, reaching down to finish pulling off his jeans.

Natalie's eyes tightened slightly before a violent fire burned inside them and a leer formed on her lips. "Fine, what a man can't do for a woman, a woman can always do for herself," she said as one hand moved to massage her breast and the other moved to her clit.

Keith watched in utter and complete fascination as Natalie pleasured herself, her eyes closed tightly and he couldn't help but wonder what images were flying behind her lids to bring her pleasure. That is until she let out a low oath and moaned, "Oh God, Tommy."

"Mine!" Keith snapped as he slapped her hands away. Natalie's eyes flew open and a triumphant smirk crossed her face as she heard Keith growl, "I want to be inside you when you come."

With that, he quickly yanked down her pants and settled himself between her legs, his throbbing erection positioned against her entrance. Natalie saw Keith's eyes flash with some unrecognizable emotion. "Mine," he reiterated as he thrust into her recklessly.

She couldn't help the loud moan that escaped her mouth, both at the fierceness at which he plunged into her and at finally being connected to him- her Keith, her partner- in the most intimate way.

He pulled back and immediately pounded into her again with more force than his first thrust and she groaned at the dueling sensation of both pain and pleasure. And yet, all she could think was more!

"With pleasure," Keith snarled at the request she thought she had left unspoken. Keith gripped the steel bars of her headboard and used the leverage to grind himself forcefully into her.

Natalie brought her left hand to run along the muscles of his back, and her right hand to curl in his brunette locks. As her pleasure heightened she couldn't help but grip his hair and pull his mouth down to crash with her own. Teeth and tongues collided in rhythm with the pace Keith set.

Natalie felt Keith grow impossibly larger inside her as she brought her hips to meet each of his thrusts. "I can't hold out much longer, Natalie," he breathed. "Touch yourself. Come with me."

Natalie watched her hand move from his back to the place where they were conjoined as one. The sight was impossibly erotic and as she began to circle her clit, she moaned, "Oh God Keith!"

"Yes Natalie, just like that," Keith muttered as his forehead came to rest of her own. "Look at me, Natalie. Look into my eyes and see what I feel," he whispered her own words back to her.

As soon as her eyes met his, her orgasm shattered her body with as much intensity as the adoration and passion she saw in her lover's green eyes. Keith's eyes fluttered close as he emptied himself inside of her and dropped his head to her chest. She was momentarily saddened to lose the brilliant connection that brought her such pleasure, but his body pressed against hers was an easy reminder that more lay ahead. More passion. More love. And most importantly, more mind-blowing sex.

As Natalie continued to lie in the afterglow of her orgasm, she heard Keith muttering softly to her, "That was… there are no words to describe how incredible that was. There are no words to describe how amazing you are. You are just so…"

"Yours," Natalie finished for him.

The End of Night #1

A/N: If you like actual substance, I highly recommend you check out acciodanrad's story Times Infinity. Until next time, unless I get kicked off this site for excessive use of smut, I hope you enjoyed!