Title: Slow Like Honey
Series: Seduction
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Sometimes romance has to be Slow...like...honey.
This Chapter: Christian & Molly
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this story.

A giggle escaped her throat as his lips worked their magic charm on the left side of her neck, another giggle when his tongue came into play as well. A slight chuckle emerged from him at her audible responses. He knew that she loved it when he paid special attention to her neck, he knew it very well. Her back leaning comfortably against the wall, his hands roamed her sides gently, his hips leaning into her. Her giggles turned into pleasant gasps as he no longer licked, but now sucked on her neck softly.

"Christian, baby, you need to stop," she softly moaned. Her actions suggested otherwise as she tilted her head to the side, giving him more access to her exposed neck. Christian in turn pressed even more into her, his hips pressing deeper into hers.

"Do you really want me to stop?" he huskily whispered into her ear, followed by nibbling on her sensitive earlobe. Another gasp escaped her throat at his actions, a mewl soon after when his hand abandoned her side and caressed her thigh that he ever so nicely pulled up to his waist.

"Not really," she admitted with a slight chuckle. That answer pleased him and he continued caressing her thigh until his hands went higher and disappeared under her skirt to parts unknown. Her moan was slightly silenced by his lips that were now on hers. Kissing her as tenderly as he could, his hips were now rocking into her, signaling that he too was getting rather hot himself.

"Baby stop, things might get a little out of control," she sighed against his lips when they broke apart. Her body however was not even listening to her as her own hips slightly rolled into him. "That's what I am hoping for," he replied with a slight chuckle. She chuckled as well, and gently pushed him off of her, making her way past him and back to the dinner table. Christian sighed, realizing he wasn't going to get what he wanted right then and there. He slightly groaned, leaning his head against the wall. She turned to look at him, a sympathetic look on her face.

"Come on baby, our dinner guests will be here any minute. You wouldn't want them walking in on us having sex now would you?" she asked. Christian sighed and turned around, leaning against the wall. He watched her as she hurriedly continued to set the table. His brother and some of their friends would be coming over for dinner to celebrate her Women's Championship title win over Victoria. It was a hard and long fought battle, but it was hard earned which called for celebration.

A smile crossed his face at the sight of her. She looked extremely beautiful, just like she always did. Her hips hugging her schoolgirl skirt nicely, her buttoned down shirt fitted her shaped form perfectly. Her hair was pinned loosely atop her head, self made curls dancing all over her face, slightly curtaining her beautiful eyes. She hummed a tune as she put the finishing touches towards the table and one could swear she was bouncing as she walked. Not at all like the persona she put up on TV.

"Baby, do you want to sit on the left or right side?" she asked.

"I want you," he replied huskily.

She turned around to face him, her eyes slightly widening at the sight before her. His eyes were overlaid with passion and need, his body was slightly shaking with desire and she could have sworn that she could feel the heat radiating off his body all the way from where she was standing. Before she could say anything, Christian had walked over to her and cupped her face, kissing her with so much passion she nearly toppled over. Slightly shocked by his actions, she was taken off guard, but she soon responded and returned the kiss, her arms wrapping tightly around his neck.

"Christian," she pleaded against his lips. But to no avail, he lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She grunted at the impact of which her back slammed against the wall, but she made no complains as she continued to kiss him with as much hunger as he kissed her. One hand caressing her thigh, the other hand leaned against the wall for support. She moaned loudly when the bulge in his jeans rolled into the soft thin material of her panties.

His lips left her and his mouth now attacked the other side of her neck, passionately nipping at her collarbone. "Baby we can't," she managed to whimper. Her eyes were shut tightly and her head flew back as his lips went down lower. She had been waiting a while to feel this assault on her body and truth be told, she didn't want him to stop at all. On the contrary, she wanted him to continue. "I don't want you to get hurt," she managed to slip out.

Christian stopped his kisses and smiled, his forehead resting on hers. "It's been 5 weeks, I'm fine. I need this sweety, I need you," he half pleaded, half stated. The need in his eyes was too much for her to handle and she kissed him, violently sucking his bottom lip into her mouth. But before she could let her hands wander, the doorbell rang, signaling that their guests had arrived.

"Shit," Christian groaned. She chuckled, fixing herself up quickly when both her feet were put back firmly on the ground. Both of Christian's hands leaned against the wall on either sides of her head. "Don't worry baby, just wait a little while longer," she teased and softly kissed his chin. "I don't think I can wait any longer," he sighed, his head bowed and his eyes closed. She in return lifted his chin with her fingers, and he opened his eyes to meet her own soft brown orbs.

"Just wait a little while longer, and I promise it will be worth the wait," she seductively replied, softly grabbing the bulge between his legs. He hissed at her actions and she smiled, ducking under his arms to head to the door. Christian turned to watch her.

"Hey Molly," he called out. She slightly turned, her brown curls bouncing with her movements. "Hmm?" she hummed, looking completely innocent.

"I love you," he replied. She wrinkled her nose, an action that he had come to adore. "I know," she replied and headed to the door.

That Little While Later:

"That chicken was great Molly. The honey was a nice touch," Trish said as she put her shoes back on. "Yeah, I liked it," Adam added. Molly shrugged. "It's a trick my mom taught me. If you slow cook meat, add honey to add a little flavor," she stated. "But anyway, we got to get doing. We'll see you guys tomorrow at the Arena," Kurt said as he got Stacy's coat. "Bye guys," Molly said and with that she closed the door.

A sigh escaped her throat. The dinner had gone great, and thankfully Kurt, Adam, Trish, Stacy, Lita and the Chrisses Benoit and Jericho had offered to help clean up. She also had to admit, she liked the compliments that she had received for the night about her cooking. Molly took pride in her cooking. But at the moment cooking wasn't on her mind. The only thing on her mind was him.

Christian.

She walked over to the living room and sure enough, there he was, sitting on the couch, a faint smile on his face. Molly cocked her head to the side, a smile crossing her own features. He was sitting on the couch, and even then he looked so adorable. Freshly cut blond spiked hair, his favorite blue shirt that he wore over a white wifebeater. He noticed her watching him and looked at her, his signature smirk crossing his handsome features.

"Come here sexy," he said. Molly gladly obliged. She walked over to him and sat on top of him, straddling his hips. "Hey there beautiful," he whispered after a short sweet kiss. "Hey," she replied back and kissed him softly again. When they broke apart, he pressed his lips together, seemingly as if to remember the feel of her kiss. "God, I missed this," he whispered. "I missed it to," she admitted, playing with the collar of his shirt.

"Are you sure you feel ok enough to do this?" she asked. He chuckled at the question. Molly had always been the careful one, not wanting to violate anything and made sure everything was "safe". "It's been 5 weeks baby. My shoulder feels fine. I have missed things too much to say no," he admitted before taking her lips captive in a searing kiss. She whimpered at the intensity of his kiss. His hands rested on her hips and she rolled them slowly, grinding into him. It was now his turn to moan at her actions, a smile crossing his face when she continued the motion. "Yes, another thing I missed," he hissed.

She smiled to herself, completely loving the fact that he was seemingly at her mercy. "What else did you miss?" she seductively asked, rolling her hips even harder into him. Christian hissed again at the pressure she was putting on him, and he pressed his lips together, pushing his pelvis up for her movements. "I missed these," he responded, cupping her breasts over her shirt. "Uh hmm," she hummed, slightly arching her back and placing her hands behind her on his thighs to grant him access to her chest. Christian undid the buttons of her shirt and licked his lips at the sight of her meaty cleavage.

"Oh yes, I have missed these," he growled, kissing her nipples through her shirt. "Anything else you missed?" Molly whispered into his ears as she pushed his shirt off of his shoulders. "I miss kissing your exposed flesh," he whispered back, kissing her collarbone as he reached back to unclasp her bra. Molly crooned as his soft strong hands caressed her back, coming from behind to cup both of her breasts. She arched back again to give his waiting mouth access to her finally bare breasts.

"Anything else?" she asked. He chuckled, his mouth leaving her breasts. He pulled back and looked up at her, the sweetest smile on his face. "I missed YOU," he whispered, lightly tapping the top of her nose with his finger. Molly blushed, and her red cheeks caused him to chuckle once more.

"Baby, I want to make love to you," he huskily requested. His breathing became a bit ragged, and Molly could feel herself getting even more excited at the sound of his own need. She smiled and leaned over, just enough that their lips were almost touching. "On one condition," she seductively replied, pulling the wifebeater over his head.

"What's that?" Christian asked, lightly kissing her chin. Molly smiled, the sight of his bare chest sending her hormones into over drive. She leaned forward, her lips touching his earlobe softly.

"That you are gonna make love to me……

Slow…..Like……Honey.

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