A/N: This is a story with two pairings, but since the ultimate one is Chloe/Brian, that is how I categorized it. For those of you guys who are all Chalek, all the time, you may not want to read chapter two, and for those of you who love Brian (Like me, honestly), you'll have to bear with me until Chapter 2 is up! I'd love to hear all your criticisms, advice, etc. Reviews make my stories update faster. It's some strange tech thing :p
"You might as well walk with me if you're going to stalk me like this." Chloe called up to the roof of the building to her right. It was a dark day and the streets were wet. Few people were walking around. No one wanted to be caught in the forecasted rain.
Alek jumped down, landing easily and striding toward her. "I'm not following you. I'm protecting you. You may remember the crazy man who pushed you off a multiple story building to your death?" She rolled her eyes. Really, what could you say to that? He had a point. Not that she would admit it. He continued, "I'm here to make sure you don't lose another life, and" he paused, "as difficult as it's proving to be, refrain from taking one of your lives on my own."
Chloe huffed indignantly. "And you wonder why you don't have a date to homecoming."
"I don't have a date because I can't kiss a human, or they'll die. But, then again, you know that already."
If Chloe didn't have so many questions, she would have called him an arrogant asshole and warned him to back the hell off. But, the situation being what it was, she held her tongue. After a few minutes of walking, she finally got up the courage to ask something. "So, about that kissing thing…Does it have to be on the lips, or can I not even kiss someone on the cheek or—"
He spun her into an empty alley and held her against the wall. "You can't keep seeing him, Chloe. It's too dangerous." He had to lean down to look her in the eyes. His were intense, and his pupils had changed to slits with his anger.
"It's—not that! Don't you think I deserve to know? It's my life now!" She tried to push off from the wall, but he held her firm.
"Maybe you just need convincing." He leaned closer and sniffed the side of her neck. He groaned. "You smell so good, Chloe." He nuzzled the side of her face with his own.
He moved to kiss her mouth, and Chloe was so shocked she couldn't react at first. Not until his lips met hers and they forcefully kneaded and tugged at hers. She gasped unintentionally and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth. He tickled the roof of her mouth, played his tongue against her own, and silently encouraged her to kiss him back.
Before she was completely aware of what she was doing, her hands were in his hair, holding him tighter to her face. His hair was even softer than it looked and surprisingly silky.
She lost track of time, and only came back when she realized his hands were slowly sliding under her shirt and caressing bare skin, sending her shivers. In an alley. With Alek.
Her hands fell from his hair, and she stopped leaning into him. It was a few seconds before he recognized her stillness and he stopped. He pulled away and looked at her, confusion in his eyes, and seeming a little dazed.
"Chloe?" he asked, before he read the look on her face. He suddenly looked frustrated and pained. His hands moved to her shoulders, "He can't make you feel like I can, Chloe."
He leaned in to kiss her again, to prove it to her, but she turned her head to the side. It didn't seem to affect him too much, though.
Instead of kissing her mouth, he moved to her neck. He started off gentler than he had at her mouth, soft touches of lips and tongue that gave her goosebumps, but then as he went on the kissing, sucking, nipping grew harder than it had ever been at her mouth.
She couldn't help but gasp as he nipped a particularly sensitive spot just at the base of her neck. He noticed, of course, and set to work sucking and licking and biting that spot until her knees felt weak and she pressed into him despite herself.
He pulled back and looked at her in triumph. "I knew you wanted me." He was leaning in to kiss her again, but before he got close she pushed him away as hard as she could and he stumbled back, more in surprise, she figured, than because of her strength.
She took off running to her home as fast as she could. She didn't look back once. It had started to drizzle.