(A/N): Thanks for all the amazing feedback! I hope you all like this story because it's beginning to grow on me.
This chapter is slightly Rated M, you were warned.
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Take Me Home
Chapter 3
"This shower is long over due." Wally said to himself as the steam started to fill the bathroom.
He pulled his white t-shirt over his head discarding it on the floor next to his ripped jeans, flash boxers, and dingy socks. As he made his way over to the shower from the vanity, he spotted his full body reflection in the mirror. Wally scanned his being from the dark bags under his eyes, to his weak-looking muscles, firm chest and his pale lower body. Who was this man? Wally shook his head in disgust before stepping into the tub. The hot water scalded his skin as it fell from the shower head. It was painful yet satisfying at the same time. A deep breath was exhaled through his lips as he let the water eat away at his body. He let his mind wander as he remembered everything that happened today. A smile grew on his lips as Artemis came into his mental state. He couldn't get over how beautiful she became over the last ten years. Wally would never be able to get enough of those delicious curves, or those beautiful golden tresses, or those legs that seemed to go on for days, or her tight midsection, or her full breasts or my god, those inviting lips that always seemed to demand his attention. He could feel his desire for her growing and it was getting hotter in the small bathroom. Wally let out a groan when he glanced down his body.
"Jesus Christ." He muttered as he stared at his hard-on for Artemis. "This is wrong on so many levels."
He shook his head and started to relieve himself with thoughts of Artemis he shouldn't be having in her bathroom, in her apartment.
"That should be done now." Artemis spoke to herself as she checked on the penne that was boiling on her stove.
She decided to make pasta because well, it was easy and she was having trouble focusing so it would be unwise to do anything else. Could you blame her? After she tasted a piece and was satisfied with it, she shut the water and brought it to the sink to strain. Artemis was so lost in thought that she didn't notice Wally standing in the doorway.
"Uh, Artemis?" He rasped causing her to jerk her head up to respond.
What she didn't expect to see was a shirtless Wally with a towel on that was loosely tied around his torso. Wally watched amused as she opened and closed her mouth a few times before speaking. He had shaved leaving his face looking fresh and very attractive. Artemis wished that the heat traveling up her body would subside and that she would be able to compose herself like the adult that she was. Who was she kidding? He was gorgeous, and all she wanted to was jump on him and take him right on her kitchen table. Wait what?
"Yes." She swallowed trying to busy herself by shaking the strainer to rid the pasta of excess water.
"Where were the clothes you said you had?" He asked with a smug expression. "I checked the spare room and they weren't in there."
"They're on our bed, I mean my bed." She blushed harshly and by his expression he could tell that his entire face was beet red.
"Right, thanks. It smells amazing in here." Wally nodded, his face also flushed.
Before another word was spoken he made his way down the hall, to her room. Artemis sat on the floor against the cabinets and covered her face.
"There's no way that just happened. Lord take me now." She moaned wanting to hide in one of the small wooden doors.
The two sat down at Artemis' dining room table quietly eating their plates of Penne ala Vodka. She had also made rolls but they overcooked in the oven so the only other thing on the table was a tossed salad. As they ate the two would steal glances at each other hoping that the other wouldn't notice.
"The pasta's incredible." Wally baritone voice broke through the silence with the appreciative comment.
"Thanks, it's pretty easy to make." She smiled softly as she twirled her fork between her fingers.
"So, you still want to hear my story?" He asked hoping that it would start a conversation.
"Of course, start from the very beginning." She nodded with a heart-warming grin.
"Well, two years ago I moved back here from California because I was tired of the scene and wanted to be home, where I grew up. Back in Cali, I was a manager for a small hotel on a nearby beach. When I came here I couldn't find any hotels with that position open so I started looking around for anything that would come up. For about a year I would find crappy jobs like being a bus boy or a waiter and could barely make enough money to survive. Soon, I was behind on most of my payments and started to max out credit cars. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't ask my parents for money. Not after I just picked up and left my "perfect life" in California. I wasn't happy there, but then again look where I ended up." He stopped abruptly to apologize for his words but Artemis said that she understood and to keep going.
He took a swig of Iced Tea before continuing his story.
"Then I got a job at the garage for about six months and the money wasn't half bad for a mechanic who had no training. The money barely kept me afloat as I continued to just spiral downwards. Two weeks ago Chuck let me go because the garage wasn't making enough money to make pay roll. Then I was sleeping in my car and getting my meals at the 7-11 down the street. The other day my friend tells me about the soup kitchen and then I meet you. And for the first time in a couple of years I feel at home. You give me the gift of company and you invite me to stay in your home. It's probably the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me. Artemis, you saved my life and brought me home." He paused to see that Artemis' eyes were glossy with tears and a small smile played on her lips.
"Artemis, please don't cry." He pleaded as his expression fell.
He rose from his chair and walked over to take Artemis in his arms. She laid her head on his chest and took the material from the back of his shirt in her fists. Wally placed his chin the crown of her head and held her close. The moment brought tears to his eyes only making him hold her tighter. A minute or so later she sniffled and he loosed his grip on her so that she could pull back from his chest.
"At least it had a happy ending." He shrugged lightly, with a softened tone.
"It most certainly did, sorry for crying." She laughed lightly, wiping her eyes.
"Don't apologize for crying, Artemis." He chuckled as he took her face between his two hands, using his thumbs to wipe away a few tears that were falling over the apples of her cheeks.
Their bodies were almost touching and in that moment, Wally was captivated by Artemis' stormy-gray eyes. He dropped his gaze to her full pink lips taking in their similarity to freshly bloomed rose petals. There was nothing more he wanted in the world right now that to kiss this woman. The air felt heavy and he was finding it hard to fill his lungs with oxygen. Her lips parted slightly as he started to lean in closer to her jaw, the feeling of her breath on her mouth was the last thing he felt before Artemis closed the distance between them. Wally cascaded his thin lips along her plump ones a few times before she linked her arms around his neck pulling him closer to her mouth. He had dropped his hands from her face and they were now loosely around her petite waist. Wanting to taste her, Wally ran his tongue across her lips wordlessly asking for entrance to her mouth. She quickly obliged as Wally walked her back to the nearest wall. He pressed his body over hers so that there was no space between them. A suppressed moan passed through Artemis' lips causing her to arch her back against Wally's torso. Her actions further ignited the flame that taking over his body. Wally was sure that she could feel him through the flimsy material of her leggings. He leaned forward dragging his lips from hers to kiss her jaw, the skin under her ear and her exposed shoulder. Feeling impatient, Artemis started to grind her hips against his eliciting a moan from Wally who had his head buried in her shoulder. He slid his hand from her hips to the waistband of her leggings.
"Wally, touch me." She pleaded with her head against the wall.
That all he needed to hear as he slid the leggings down her waist and dragged a finger down her dripping sex. Wally groaned at how wet she was for him, she was soaked.
"Baby, why'd you wait so long?" He asked as he took the finger with her juices and tasted her.
"We were having dinner." She huffed as she watched Wally lick his finger.
He let out a quiet chuckle before returning his finger back to it's rightful place. She let out a dragged moan as he started to move the finger in and out of her. They start to get a rhythm going as she starts to move against his hand. When he flattens his palm against her she calls out his name and that almost pushes him over the edge.
"Wally, take me." She orders through shaky breaths and with the fire in her eyes, he knows not to question her. Not that he would, but still.
He lifts her up into his arms leaving the leggings on the floor against the wall. As they make their way to her bedroom, Artemis starts discarding clothes of their bodies. She pulls her tank over her head followed by Wally's t-shirt that's ripped over his head. He lays her down on the mattress and takes a second to take in her glorious being. He can't help but let a proud smile grow on his face, she just so beautiful laying there only in her purple bra that doesn't leave much to imagination.
"Those sweats need to go." Her voice breaks through his thoughts as she kneels on the edge of the bed with her fingers grabbing ahold of the waistband.
As she pushed them down his lean body, she lightly kisses down his chest making him lean his head back in bliss. Once he takes them all the way off, she locks eyes with him as she reaches behind her. Wally inhales a shallow breath as the bra clip is popped and the fabric lays loosely on her chest. He leans forward leaving open mouth kisses on the tops of her breasts before taking the material off with his teeth. His mouth falls agape when he sees the two wonders that have been kept from them. They have to be the most symmetrical, perky and most delicious breasts he has ever seen.
"My god, Artemis, you are a damn goddess." He exhales as he wraps a golden tress around his finger.
"You're not so bad yourself, Wall-man." She looks up and down appreciatively causing a blush to warm his cheeks.
She watches restlessly as he slides a hand down the length of her body and places his mouth over one of her breasts. Artemis thrashes her head back as he drags the nipple with his teeth nurturing her like a small child. She pulls him down on the mattress with her as switches and caresses the other one with his mouth. Artemis hand travels down his torso to take him in her hand. This causes him to stop his actions and to bend his head between her breasts. He lifts his head slightly as she starts to move her fist up and down his length. She smirks in satisfaction as he starts to grind into her hand, letting out low groans.
"Artemis." He drags out her name pronouncing each syllable which only turns her on more.
She runs her fingers through his hair as he readies himself to enter her. Before he does, he rolls on a condom that she threw at him. He gives her a questioning glance and she nods because she can't wait any longer. Her leans over pressing a chaste kiss to her chapped lips before settling his forearms on either sides of her head. He uses his hand to maneuver himself at he entrance. She lets out a low moan when she feels his tip glide against her.
"Just go." She almost screams as he moves into her in one swift motion.
The two are nearly breathless and catch each other's eyes. A laugh is shared between the two before he covers her mouth with his. He brings himself to and from her hips, rolling against her slowly. Once she becomes comfortable she's right there with him, spreading her legs wider. When the time comes where they know everything is about to end. They come together, screaming out the others name with all their passion. He collapses on with his head nestled in her neck. Once they can control their breathing he lifts himself up to get a good look at her. Artemis' face is flushed, her lips have been kissed red and her forehead is glistening. She never looked more beautiful. She takes this chance to study him. His face is flushed making his freckles more noticeable, his eyes are shining and his hair is all messed up from having her hands running through it. He looks down right sexual. She closes her eyes as he leans down to kiss her forehead. He pulls out slowly earning a moan from both of them to later discard the condom.
{About an hour later}
"Hey." He says when they're face to face on her mattress.
"Hi." She responds with a soft smile.
"You're beautiful." He breathes.
"So are you." She laughs lightly and presses her lips to the skin under his chin.
"I beg to differ."
"Eh, whatever I say go's." She says as she lays on her back.
"Since when?"
"Since now."
"Artemis?"
"Yes, Wallace." She responds in a sleepy manner.
"I never got to tell you how I felt under that oak tree in my backyard." He says softly moving a stray hair from her forehead.
"Mhm." She musters with her eyes closed.
After a few minutes, he speaks again.
"I never stopped loving you, Arty. I wish I could have stayed with you. Most nights all I wanted to do was be with you. Then we find each other again in a soup kitchen of all places. I won't leave you ever again, I promise."
A soft snore passes through her lips making a chuckle come up from Wally's chest.
"Good night, gorgeous." He whispers as he kisses the underside of her jaw.
The two fall asleep with the moonlight streaking across their bare bodies, and nothing had ever been more blissful.
I really need to get my priorities in check. It's almost 1 am on a Sunday night and i'm writing Spitfire lemony smut. Any who, review! Let me know if this is too extreme for y'all or if you want more of this.
Gabs
