A.N. Okay well I was looking through all the CotT fics and I noticed a lack of non-canon pairings especially in the more mature side of things ;) Thus this fic came about. It will focus on Atlanta the whole time but in each chapter there will be a different secondary character so if this isn't your cup of tea than stay posted and one should come up! Please review if you read and don't be shy about reviewing just coz it's smut I love to hear what you think =)

Disclaimer: I own nothing =( Not even a half naked Herry...

Atlanta sighed as she fell into bed, all the fighting from the last few days catching up with her aching body and she slipped into a deep sleep quicker than she ever had before.

Atlanta POV

I opened my eyes in a mirror room, looking at a million reflections of myself, appraising my fiery hair in one of the mirrors. It was different than usual; left down around my neck, the ends curled out in soft spikes framing my face and I was so focussed with the new style then I didn't see the blonde man walk up behind me even though he was reflected a million times.

"See, it looks much better this way," Neil murmured as he push the red locks away from neck and kissed the exposed flesh in a way that made chills run down my spine.

I looked in the mirror again at Neil standing over me and for the first time I noticed what I was wearing.

The haircut wasn't the only major change and as my eyes roamed across my tiny shorts and tight singlet Neil's eyes followed my owns path.

"I know those clothes look fantastic on you; I wouldn't have chosen them for you otherwise but trust me Atlanta, they will look even better on the floor," he whispered against my neck and a loud growl echoed around the mirror room and it took me a few seconds to realise that it was me.

His shirt was on the floor in seconds as my hands roamed all over his perfect chest and it vaguely crossed my mind that although Neil was obsessed with himself, seeing his immaculate body made up for all of his primping time. My shirt soon joined his and all the rest of our clothes weren't far off and as I threw his boxers somewhere behind me he pushed me against one of the mirror walls; the cool hard surface contrasting with my hot, flushed skin and making me gasp.

His fingers were dancing across my body until they finally turned south to where I needed them so badly. Even the fact that he was watching himself finger fucking me in the mirrors wasn't a turn off and as his fingers sped up, his thumb grazing my clit, I became more and more uncontrollable with need until...

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Atlanta woke up with a start; sitting up straight in bed, her body aching in a very different spot from when she went to sleep.

"Well that was weird," she murmured to herself, shifting uneasily underneath her quilt trying to do something about the pressure built in between her thighs.

The next morning she didn't feel any of the weird aches of last night and she stretched her arms high above her head happily. As she stumbled through the bathroom and finally hopped out of a steaming shower she decided to do her hair a little differently. Atlanta looked at Theresa's straightener which was lying on the bench innocently and with only the slightest reservations she went about making her hair look like it had in her dream.

As she flew down the staircase coming to a halt in front of the fridge she heard Neil behind her.

"Atlanta?" he asked, his voice lower than usual from the early hour. "You did your hair differently," he stated, looking her up and down and she was suddenly reminded of her dream last night.

"It looks much better this way."

AN. Well how was my first fic? Not heaps of smut but there will be more with many more characters XD if I get my act together and keep on writing that is...Please review it makes my day =)