Notes: Welcome back to "What I Want".sorry for the delay everyone.I had
problems. I can't say this'll come out every day.every other day maybe.
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What I want.
"No." She said as she closed her eyes, willing her body to stop betraying her.
"Non? Ma chere." He coaxed.
"I said NO!" She said, trying to push him off of her.
"Then why did you come back here with me if you mean no?" He asked her.
"I live here too you bastard. You're the one who presumed that-because I came home in the same cab-we would be taking this to your room. You're the one who followed me to my room, who took what I was giving as a goodnight kiss to the next level."
"Your body's saying 'let's go.'" He said, acting as if all he had to do was convince her that her body wanted it. Then he smiled cockily as he trailed his light, thief's fingers over the sides of her breasts.
"And my heart is saying 'no.'" She said. "I'm saying no. It's what I want. My body'll respond to anyone. But *I* don't want you." She closed her eyes again, praying that he wouldn't do that thing with his mouth on her ear. "Damnit!" She said as he skimmed his tongue down the side of her ear and then concentrated on sucking on her earlobe.
"See chere, you do want me."
"No, you Connard." She said, thinking 'that's French, you should know what it means.' "I told you. *I* don't want you. My body wants you. I don't want you."
"And it's your body I'll be taking." He said, attempting to unbutton her top.
"This is rape." She said tersely. "I'll turn you in to the professor, to the police, to anyone I can think of to turn you in to."
He took back his hand when she said this. His mind reeling from what she had said. He thought she was playing, at least a little bit. He thought she had wanted it. But he had been wrong, hadn't he? "I'm sorry." He said, pulling his body off of her. She'd seemed so willing, so much like she wanted it, her body was limp and soft in his hands, and he had never encountered a woman who was in that state who didn't want him.
"Get out." She said, pointing to the door, a tinge of remorse, but no anger in her voice. He hoped she understood that this had never happened to him before.
"Chere." He said, a question in his voice as he turned back to the almost closed door. She halted before closing it, and listened as he began speaking again. "I really am sorry. This has never happened to me before. If I'd have thought you meant it, I'd have left."
"I understand." She said, her face hidden. Had he been able to see it, he would have seen the first of many tears slipping past her defenses.
"Bonsoir, then." He said, turning and walking away.
"Bonsoir." She said softly as she closed the door. She turned and looked at her bed. She couldn't sleep there tonight. Or any night anytime soon, unless she washed all the sweat and arousal away from the covers. But first, her body.
She walked into the bathroom, and turned the water onto the farthest edge of the hot tap. And then, she let her tears come.
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What I want.
"No." She said as she closed her eyes, willing her body to stop betraying her.
"Non? Ma chere." He coaxed.
"I said NO!" She said, trying to push him off of her.
"Then why did you come back here with me if you mean no?" He asked her.
"I live here too you bastard. You're the one who presumed that-because I came home in the same cab-we would be taking this to your room. You're the one who followed me to my room, who took what I was giving as a goodnight kiss to the next level."
"Your body's saying 'let's go.'" He said, acting as if all he had to do was convince her that her body wanted it. Then he smiled cockily as he trailed his light, thief's fingers over the sides of her breasts.
"And my heart is saying 'no.'" She said. "I'm saying no. It's what I want. My body'll respond to anyone. But *I* don't want you." She closed her eyes again, praying that he wouldn't do that thing with his mouth on her ear. "Damnit!" She said as he skimmed his tongue down the side of her ear and then concentrated on sucking on her earlobe.
"See chere, you do want me."
"No, you Connard." She said, thinking 'that's French, you should know what it means.' "I told you. *I* don't want you. My body wants you. I don't want you."
"And it's your body I'll be taking." He said, attempting to unbutton her top.
"This is rape." She said tersely. "I'll turn you in to the professor, to the police, to anyone I can think of to turn you in to."
He took back his hand when she said this. His mind reeling from what she had said. He thought she was playing, at least a little bit. He thought she had wanted it. But he had been wrong, hadn't he? "I'm sorry." He said, pulling his body off of her. She'd seemed so willing, so much like she wanted it, her body was limp and soft in his hands, and he had never encountered a woman who was in that state who didn't want him.
"Get out." She said, pointing to the door, a tinge of remorse, but no anger in her voice. He hoped she understood that this had never happened to him before.
"Chere." He said, a question in his voice as he turned back to the almost closed door. She halted before closing it, and listened as he began speaking again. "I really am sorry. This has never happened to me before. If I'd have thought you meant it, I'd have left."
"I understand." She said, her face hidden. Had he been able to see it, he would have seen the first of many tears slipping past her defenses.
"Bonsoir, then." He said, turning and walking away.
"Bonsoir." She said softly as she closed the door. She turned and looked at her bed. She couldn't sleep there tonight. Or any night anytime soon, unless she washed all the sweat and arousal away from the covers. But first, her body.
She walked into the bathroom, and turned the water onto the farthest edge of the hot tap. And then, she let her tears come.
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