Welcome to tonight's smutty fluff shot which I'm dedicating to Riker Lynch because it's his birthday! Happy Birthday Riker! He didn't request this however but that would have been cool. I also dedicate this to all my Riker/Clare & R5 fans.
Legal: I own nothing but the idea
Things to know before reading~
*This takes place just after the (awful) "Thunderstruck" episode but Clare is not pregnant
*R5 is on tour and currently in Toronto and Riker is single
*This is all in Clare's pov
*The very beginning in italics is a dream sequence
And that should do it, enjoy the fluff and smut!
Once Was a Pirate
…My hands are tied behind my back and I'm shoved into the captain's quarters. He looks at me, his brown eyes glinting with a carnal lust I've never seen before. "Well now aren't you a pretty bird, I'm Captain Riker savvy?" He questions looking me over. I nod as he approaches me, cutting the ropes from my wrists and then ripping my dress open. He then uses the knife to cut open my bodice. I'm not scared, not at all in fact I'm excited and when he lifts me to his bed I smile. Ripping his shirt open I grin and kiss his chest which makes him smile. He cuts my skirt off and now all I have left are my boots but he leaves them on and opens my legs. Captain Riker grins and his head goes between my legs then his tongue shoots into me and a loud roaring moan is elicited from my lips. My nails rake into his hair and my back arches, my body shaking wildly and just as I scream out in orgasm his tongue his replaced with his stiff erection, we begin making love as the storm outside rages. The storm rocks the ship and aids in our passionate love making. He encases my nipple in his lips sucking hard and I release a trembling harsh breath just as…
My alarm brutally wakes me from my sensuous dream, a rather sexy dream about Riker Lynch. I bite my lip and can feel my cheeks blushing from the images still on my mind. My body still tingles from the dream and I lie in bed until Mom bangs on my door and tells me I'm going to be late for school. I get up and get ready for school doing my best to put the dream out of my mind but it lingers in the back of it all day. I ignore Drew for the most part and just prepare for my interview this afternoon. I have an interview with a radio news station late this afternoon for a part time weekend job. It would be at least through the rest of the school year and part of the summer before I go to Columbia in the fall, at least I hope that's where I'm going.
"Geez what a storm I don't think you should drive downtown in this," Alli says when we leave student council.
"There is no way I'm giving up on this opportunity," I shake my head.
"Well just drive carefully okay? Call us when you're home and tell us how it went," Jenna insists.
"I will," I smile hugging Alli & Jenna before running through the rain to my car.
My interview isn't for two hours, I was going to use the extra time to rehearse what I would say and perfect my outfit but I don't have time. Thankfully I thought to bring my interview clothes with me. I reach the building and find a washroom to change and fix my hair and makeup. Then I take the elevator to the 30th floor where the radio station is. My interview goes really well and they tell me they'll contact me in a few days to tell me if I got the job or not. I thank them and leave the office going back to the elevator. I press the button and step onto the empty elevator when it stops, the rain has gotten even worse and the lights in the elevator are flickering. I'm beginning to get just a little nervous about being on the elevator in this storm when the elevator stops on the next floor down and one person gets on.
When I first see him I think I'm hallucinating because Riker Lynch just stepped into the elevator car and now I'm alone with him! The male lead from my very erotic dream last night is less than a foot away from me. I bite my lip and feel my cheeks blush as the dream comes rushing back to me. Riker smiles at me and my legs start shaking, not just because his sweet, enthralling and enchanting smile is also sizzlingly sexy but also because it reminds me of the dream last night. My heart starts pounding and my breathing quickens and becomes slightly shallow with nervous excitement. Suddenly there's a crash, the lights flicker and go out as the elevator shakes and then stops, the small emergency light has a dull amber glow and does a mediocre job of lighting of the small elevator car, but at least we can see. We wait a few moments but when the elevator doesn't start again Riker picks up the emergency phone.
"We're stuck on one of the elevators…yeah that's right…okay thanks," he says into the phone and hangs it up looking at me. "Lightening hit the building and knocked out the power, there's a backup generator but the storm caused flooding in the basement and it's not working. She said they're working on it but the storm has caused a lot of other problems in the city and since we're not in need of medical attention or anything it could be a while," he informs me. "I'm Riker Lynch," he says extending his hand.
"Yeah I know who you are, I saw you on Dancing with the Stars, you should have won you and Alison were great. I also listen to R5," I tell him shaking his hand. "I'm uh Clare, Clare Edwards," I babble nervously and Riker grins. "So were you here for a radio interview?" I question to fill the silence as I sit down and lean against the elevator wall. He sits down too just a few inches away from me, I can smell his scent and I lick my lips thinking of my dream last night.
"Yeah the whole band was, my mom brought us. They're all waiting for me in the lobby I had stuck behind at the station because I was talking to one of the DJs who also writes music. How about you? What brought you down here on such a stormy day?"
"I had a job interview with a news station, just a weekend position and doing grunt work but it's a start. I'd only keep it until I left to go to Columbia school of journalism this fall."
"You got into Columbia that's great, it's a really good school you must be really smart. So how'd the interview go?"
"I don't know for sure that I got into Columbia yet but I went for my entrance interview a couple of weeks ago and it went great. My job interview today went pretty well I think, I wasn't the only applicant though but it would be a great job to have and I great start to my journalism career if I get it," I tell him. We go silent again; the elevator is eerily quiet aside from the soft buzzing of the emergency light. The silence begins to get uncomfortable and I start speaking just fill it. "I'm a little embarrassed to admit this but it's rather serendipitous that we ran into each other because I had a dream about you just last night."
"Did you? What was the dream about?" He grins cocking an eyebrow.
"It was…" I pause wondering if I should admit this to the older boy not to mention celebrity. "It was a sexy dream," I say a little quietly and from the corner of my eye see Riker's grin get just a little bigger which encourages me to continue. "You were a pirate and I was a maiden, captured and brought onto your ship. My hands were bound behind my back and you cut the ropes and then ripped my dress open. You cut off my bodice and lifted me up setting me on the circle bed. You ate me out and then we made love while a storm rocked the ship," I tell him looking at my hands the whole time as I'm too embarrassed to look up at him.
"Sounds like an incredibly hot dream," Riker says and even though I hear a smile on his lips I'm still looking down. I feel Riker's fingers under my chin and he turns my head to him, I look up just as his lips affix to mine!
A breath hitches in my throat but my lips begin to move and kiss him back. When his tongue slides across my bottom lip I release the breath and my lips part for him. I'm still thinking about the dream and my nails comb through the short hairs at the back of his neck. Our tongues fight for dominance as I grip into his long blonde tresses. His hand rests gently at the side of my face and we move just a little bit closer until there's no space between us. The elevator begins to get quite warm, I take off my sweater and he unbuttons his shirt. We make out for a long time, it feels like hours, incredible blissful hours of steamy, sizzling kissing and we don't break apart until the power comes back on and the elevator begins moving again. Our lips separate; I tug his bottom lip softly as we pull away. He stands up and helps me up, we fix my clothes and hair, watching the numbers on the display countdown as we slowly descend to the ground floor.
"You should give me your number I might just make your scintillating dream come true," Riker tells me and I can't believe he just said that.
"Umm okay," I mumble and grabbing a pen and notebook from my purse I scribble down my number and tear out the page handing it to Riker. He puts it in his pocket just as the elevator doors open in the lobby.
"Thank goodness are you okay?" Riker's mom asks as she hugs him tightly.
"I'm fine, it's a good thing our concert isn't until tomorrow night though or we'd be late," Riker comments and looks at me. "Everyone this is Clare she was stuck in the elevator with me. This is our mom Stormie, my brothers Rocky and Ross, Ryland is at the hotel with our dad. This is my sister Rydel and this is Ell," Riker introduces me to everyone.
"It's nice to meet you all," I smile.
"Do you have a way home Clare?" Stormie asks me.
"Yeah I drove here," I reply.
"Thanks for the company tonight," Riker grins giving me a wink.
I smile and turn around to walk to the parking garage, biting my lip as soon as my back it to them.
"So what were guys doing for three hours in that elevator?" Ross asks Riker.
"Making out," Riker replies and I stifle a giggle as I walk a little faster to my car.
I drive home slowly through the rain, power is still out when I get home but Mom and Glen are home. I grab my backpack and run through the rain with my umbrella to the front door.
"Clare thank goodness you're home I was getting so worried," Mom says hugging me tightly.
"I got trapped in the elevator after the interview; I was stuck for three hours. I'm okay though, I wasn't alone. However I am starving is there dinner?"
"I'll make you a plate Honey why don't you go change out of your wet clothes," Mom says.
I go upstairs and change into pajamas and then Mom brings me up a plate. I start eating and Alli calls since I never called them. I tell them the interview went well and about getting trapped in the elevator which is why I never called. I say nothing of Riker because I don't think they'll believe me, besides which I don't think it's something I should talk about. I do my homework, shower and go to bed having another thrilling and arousing dream about Captain Riker and Maiden Clare that night. It's raining again when I get up the next morning but it's a light rain not a torrential storm. All day at school all I can think about is my dreams of Riker and my time with him in the elevator yesterday evening. I walk around all day with a secret smile on my lips, occasionally biting my lip when a sexy image from my dream crosses my mind. At lunch I check my phone I have a call from an unknown number, when I listen to the message I find it's Riker and he asks me to call him back so of course I do.
"Got plans for tonight?" Is how he answers.
"Nothing after student council," I reply.
"Good, I've been thinking about you. I have to go right now but I'll be in touch later," he says and we say goodbye.
I eat with Alli, Jenna & Connor but again don't mention anything about Riker. Aside from thinking about Riker and wondering what his motives were for finding out if I had plans it's just another day. When school is out we gather in the student council office for a brief meeting before the weekend.
"Sorry to interrupt," Miss Oh says opening the door to the student council office. "Clare these just came for you," she says handing me some roses and box.
"Who are they from?" Alli questions.
"What's in the box?" Jenna queries taking the flowers from me so I can open the box.
"It's gorgeous," Alli grins when they see a blue dress embellished with gold thread.
"It looks like a costume," Connor comments when I pull the dress from the box and hold it up.
"It is," I respond biting my lip as I look at the dress. It's not entirely what I pictured in my dream but it's pretty close.
"Hey there's a note," Jenna remarks while I'm still marveling at the dress. Alli takes the dress from me and admires it while I open the note in the bottom of the box.
Make sure this fits, if it doesn't I'll get a different size. Wear it tonight, and nothing else besides a coat. I'll text you time and place later.
"Ooh sexy so spill Clare who's the guy?" Alli demands as I put the note back in the box and take the dress from her beginning to gently fold it back into the box.
"No don't put the dress back you have to make sure it fits and then you have to tell us about the guy," Jenna asserts setting my flowers down.
"There's nothing to tell," I reply as Alli and Jenna drag me to the second room so I can try on the dress.
"Maybe it was a girl," Dallas smirks.
"It wasn't a girl and you two out I'm not going to try this on with people watching," I tell them and lock the door when Alli and Jenna are out. I get the dress on but have to call Alli and Jenna in to lace me up, at which point Dallas and Drew get up to see me in the dress and Connor comes with them.
"It's so pretty and it fits you so well," Jenna smiles.
"Okay spill Edwards who's the guy?" Alli demands again.
"It's gotta be Eli remember when he dressed as Prince Charming last year and pulled up to her house in a horse drawn carriage," Jenna comments.
"Uh yeah it's Eli he's in town," I nod. After all I did just see him a couple of weekends ago when I went down for my Columbia interview.
"It's not Eli you hesitated," Alli says.
"Never mind, everyone out so I can get out of this dress. One of you unlace me first please," I request.
"I'll do it," Dallas offers and Alli hits him in the stomach.
"All boys out," Alli orders shoving them out and locking the door.
She and Jenna unlace me and help me get the dress off. I ask them to gently fold up the dress while I get dressed. When I'm dressed again and I go out to the main student council office everyone is looking at me.
"What?" I question.
"They won't let us get back to business until you tell us who sent the flowers and dress," Drew tells me.
"A guy I met last night, we were trapped in the elevator together for three hours," I explain sitting down again.
"And you're going to meet him tonight wearing only a dress and a coat? Is that all it takes to get a booty call from you?" Dallas teases and Alli hits him again.
"Clare you can't go this guy could be a serial killer or something," Drew comments.
"He's not a serial killer or a perv or anything I sort of knew him before and we happened to get stuck in the elevator together," I reply. It's not entirely a lie I did sort of know Riker, from TV and his music but that counts right? I mean I know he's not a serial killer or a perv or anything.
"Well just be careful and call us in the morning so we know you're alive," Alli says with trepidation in her tone.
"I promise now let's finish the meeting so we can enjoy our weekend."
When the meeting is over I go home to eat dinner, sneaking the flowers and box upstairs before my mom sees them. I eat and then shower and it begins pouring again. Riker texts for me to meet him at eleven, after their concert, and gives me the name of a hotel and a hotel room number. I tell Mom I'll be spending the night at Alli's but my parents go to bed at ten and then I get ready to go out. I put the dress on after taking off my bra and panties and wear my knee high rain boots, I pull the dress up and tighten my raincoat around it to make sure the dress doesn't get wet or muddy. Getting in my car I drive to the hotel and get into the elevator, arriving at the hotel room door a couple minutes before eleven and I knock.
"You made it," Riker grins letting me in.
"Yeah it's really pouring out there I think I'd better take this stuff off in the washroom," I comment looking around the room but it's pretty dark and I can't see anything.
"Washroom is this way," he says guiding me to a door and when he turns on the light I can see him in his pirate costume. I smile biting my lip and shut the door. I take off my raincoat and hang it over the railing on the shower then I take off my boots and straighten the dress fixing my hair a bit before I go out. "You look incredible," he grins when I come out of the washroom. He has turned on some lights now and I see that the room has been slightly transformed. A pirate flag is hiding the TV; anything modern in the room has been hidden by black cloth or a pirate flag. "It's not quite quarters on a pirate ship but I couldn't find a pirate ship to rent," he tells me.
"It's great Riker I can't believe you did all this," I smile.
"Captain Riker if you please," he replies and I grin.
Then just like in my dream he lifts me up and takes me to the bed, it's not a circle bed but I don't care. He doesn't rip my dress but I'm not wearing a bodice for him to cut either. He lays me on the bed and leans over me, stroking a strand of hair from my face before he couples our lips together. I scratch my nails along the back of his neck and part my lips for him. His tongue seeks out mine; he deepens the kiss and begins to slowly pull up my dress. When his fingertips touch my skin a breath catches in my throat and my skin tingles. I moan slightly and begin to tremble as his fingers move up my thigh. I deepen the kiss, getting wet between my legs. I'm aching for him to touch me, a tickling yearning building inside of me and I arch my back inviting him to feel me.
Riker grins into the kiss and his hand moves up a little farther. I open my legs a bit more as his fingers move down to my inner thigh getting closer and closer to my waiting slit. When I feel the heat of his fingers on my pussy lips I release a trembling breath and then a gasping moan as his fingers strum my opening. My lower stomach muscles tighten and I make a throaty moan as he twists two fingers into me. His fingers glide in and open then move a bit before he withdraws his fingers and breaks the kiss. He gives me a wanting lascivious grin and licks my juices from his fingers. He makes a satisfied moan as if savoring an exquisite dessert and then he moves down going between my legs and lifting the dress. I pull up the dress so I can see his head bobbing. When his tongue launches into me I grip onto the dress, arching my back and releasing an exhilarated blissful moan.
Riker twists his tongue around gripping onto my thighs, my hips buck and my body oscillates begging for more. Every flick of his tongue evokes a begging and rapturous moan from my lips and the occasional call of his name. The tickle builds to a nearly painful point and then I explode in euphoric erotic ecstasy! I jolt and whimper when he withdraws his tongue, watching breathlessly as he gets undressed although he does leave his wig on. He helps me up and unlaces the dress pulling it over my head. Then he picks me up again and sets me back on the bed. I open my legs and he gets between them and then kisses my breasts. He strokes himself a couple of times to make sure he's fully hard and grabs a condom from the nightstand putting it on.
Riker locks eyes with me as he penetrates into me and I moan, my back arches as my eyes go half lidded. He goes in a little deeper and I whimper slightly but arch my back wanting even more of him. Riker's warm lips encase my nipple and he sucks lightly. I make a gasping moan as my hands shoot into his hair and grip around the dreadlocks of the wig. When my back arches urging him to thrust again he does so and I moan calling out his name. Our bodies move together but keep a slow pace. After he suckles one nipple he moves to the other and I moan, my body quaking in rapturous delight. When our bodies begin to get taut in anticipation of orgasm our pace increases. And then we both cry out in climatic carnal elation as we orgasm together. Riker slows down before pulling out and he disposes of the condom as we're both still breathing deep and heavy. He lies on the bed next to me giving me a soft kiss and I smile.
"So how did that compare to your dream?" Riker questions gently dragging his finger on my abdomen.
"It was so much better than my dream," I grin.
"We should probably get to bed, I have to be up early we're leaving for New York in the morning," Riker tells me. We stand up, he turns out the lights and then we pull the covers down getting into bed. Riker lies on his back and holds his arm out so I lie on my side putting my head on his chest. "So I was thinking," he speaks as he begins stroking my arm gently with his fingertips, "and I've talked about it with everyone and they agree, if you don't get the job at the radio station you should come work for us. We're touring all summer and we could use a press liaison."
He tells me and I begin to picture a whole summer touring with R5 and making love to Captain Riker!