First part of the "Daddy's Desk" Two-Shot.

Chapter One: Callaghan

"Colin! Come on! Hurry up!" Stephanie Callaghan called to her friend, her ball gown swishing as she ran through the halls of her parents' main house. Blond hair being pulled from its up-do as her blue eyes shined with mischief.

"Steph, where are we even going? This is your coming out party, remember?" Colin McCrae whispered as he followed her through the mansion. His annoyance was evident in his deep, chocolate colored eyes.

"In here!" Steph pulled him into her father's office, locking the rather ornate looking door behind him.

"Why are we in your father's office?" Colin sighed heavily as he walked around the desk, grabbing the bottle of Scotch from the drink cart behind it before sitting in the ON chair that Mr. Callaghan kept.

"I was so bored! You're the only person out there I even like talking to!" Steph whined before sitting on the desk, ignored when Colin put his feet up and leaned back in his chair.

"At least your father has good taste in Scotch," Colin told her, "And don't you go to St. Beatrice's with half those girls?"

"Yes, but that doesn't mean I like to talk to them, dumb as door nails, the lot of them! All they care about is marriage! It's like talking to my mother!" Steph complained, jumping from the desk to pace and rant at the same time. "I didn't want this party! Or the stupid hair-style mother made me wear! I didn't even pick out my own dress!" Steph continued, and Colin nodded absently, having heard it several times already.

Colin sputtered when he noticed Steph start unzipping her dress, "What are you doing?"

"Getting out of this god-awful dress!" Steph told him in a high whisper, mocking his own.

"Here?! What if your father comes in? He'd kill me!" Colin told her, downing another swig of the Scotch as she ignored him and continued to undress. Colin closed his eyes as he reclined back in the large chair, not noticing the smirk flash across Steph's face as he did this.

He did notice, however, when she straddled him, naked, and whispered, "If you're going to die anyway, might as well die satisfied."

Bringing his eyes to meet hers suspiciously he asked, "What are you thinking?"

"That, starting now, I'll probably turn into those girls that drink and party all the time, and that I refuse to lose my virginity during a drunken frenzy," Steph said honestly, leaning her forehead against his.

"Steph…," Colin pointed out, arching an eye brow at her.

"I trust you Colin," Steph whispered, and he groaned.

"How is possible that I'm even considering this?" Colin muttered to himself before taking Steph's lips with his. Her hands slid into his brown hair, pulling him closer as the kiss heated up. Colin slid his tongue through her mouth, enticing a moan from Steph before he picked her up to place her on the desk in front of him. Steph pushed Colin's jacket off his shoulder as he moved to kissing her neck, and her hands started to pull of his tie. Within a few minutes Steph had Colin completely unclothed, and Colin had her flat on her father's desk with him above her. "You're sure about this, right?" Colin asked as he kissed up the valley between her breasts.

"Definitely," Steph breathed as his lips came to hers once more, and he passionately kissed her as he pushed through her folds. She pushed up against him as a slice of pain shot through her before the pleasure began to coarse through her body. Colin started a slow pace that Steph soon began to push faster. Colin groaned slightly as Steph bit his lip playfully, and he smirked before lowering his head to her chest to nip and play with breasts, bringing moan after moan from Steph. Soon Steph tangled her fingers into Colin's hair and brought his lips to hers as she came, bringing Colin to his limit almost immediately afterwards.

Twenty minutes later, Colin sat in the big chair behind the desk, fully dressed again, with his feet propped up on the desk, "You're dad is so going to know what happened in here the second he walks in here." Steph laughed cheerfully from across the room, fixing her hair into something presentable so they could return to the party down stairs.

"Don't worry," Steph teased him, "I'll protect you."

"Haha," Colin told the giggling young woman before him, "You're such a daddy's girl."

"Thank you! Now come on," Steph pulled him up, and he took a swig of the Scotch, "Time to head back to the party."

"Alright," Colin sighed, before following the blond out the door.

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