Here's part 9!
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"Have you ever heard of the expression 'Angry Sex'?"
"Yes, I have."
"I created that one."
"You're saying you want to have angry sex with me?"
"You're the one who keeps bringing the heels…"
"Fuck you."
"That's why you have been bringing them…" Lorraine could feel Sebastian's giggles in her skin and his breath in her neck.
"Dick."
"Bitch."
His teeth sunk in her throat again. Even if it was a slight bite her over-sensitive skin sent a jolt through her body. "Stop it. It's starting to hurt."
He stopped immediately, then rolled to a side and stayed quiet for a while. "I'm sorry." He whispered.
"You're actually apologizing, Smythe?"
He didn't say anything. Slowly, she moved closer to him, and circled his waist with her arms. "Thanks."
"What for?"
"For stopping."
"I didn't stop. I needed a break."
"Is your break going to take a long time?"
"Why?"
"I can take your place for a while if you want to."
Her lips traced his jaw-line, and she began pressing soft kisses along the way. Sebastian arched his head lightly, allowing Lorraine to move her lips to his neck.
"What are you trying to do?"
"Nothing. I just figured that since you have been marking me I should be marking you."
He laughed harshly and almost choked when her tongue reached his Adam's apple. Her body twirled around his in order to find a more comfortable position to keep her foreplay.
Her hands ran quickly across his chest. Sebastian tried to stop her when her hands reached the zipper of his pants. "I have been playing nice, try to do the same."
"That means I don't have your permission to go below your waistline?"
"That's correct."
"I can live with that." She giggled, and then thought 'This is going to be fun.'
"I know this is going to sound stupid, but… What are you going to do with me?"
"Take your shirt off."
"That's not…"
"Take it off, Smythe!" He did what he was asked to do, and then flopped in the mattress. She had never stopped doing what she was doing.
"Holy crap!" Sebastian was gripping the sheets of his bed like if his life depended on it. "What do you have in your mouth?"
"A tongue?"
"Then I must tell you that having a tongue like yours should be illegal. Fuck!" Lorraine's tongue was still running over his naked chest.
"I like when you swear too."
"Illegal, Lorraine. You tongue should be illegal." Sebastian was gasping, trying to control himself.
"Take me to jail, then…"
Sebastian's hands gripped her wrists and pulled her forward until they were face to face. He let her go, and she pressed her palms in the pillow below his head.
"You should see yourself, Seb…"
"Why?" His voice sounded strangled.
"You look needy, and that's sad because you're gay."
"I don't think I'm completely gay… I mean, I enjoy doing this with you so…" He tried to kiss her, but she pushed him back into the pillow while she pressed one of her fingers in his lips.
"I'm in charge now, Seb." She shifted her body again, this time she was in his lap. His hands moved immediately to her thighs. "If what I feel here is what I think it is… Then you're definitely not gay."
"I think I know what you mean."
"Yes, you do."
Lorraine was definitely enjoying this. With her tongue she was able to trace Sebastian's entire chest. Sebastian was mesmerized, no one had ever done something like this with him, it was all new, and scary.
"Touch me." He begged after a while.
"What?" she stopped suddenly, her eyes were slightly filled with fear.
"Please…"
"We agreed…"
"I'm giving you permission, okay? I need you to touch me…"
Lorraine let out her breath, and allowed her hand to wonder across Sebastian's chest. When she reached his pants, she already knew what to do. With a simple movement she slid her hand into his briefs.
"Fuck!" Sebastian cursed when he felt Lorraine's cold hand pressed against his overheated skin.
"Guide me…" She whispered.
"Harder, like… oh my god!" Sebastian had suddenly forgotten how to think.
He stayed quiet, just focusing on the sensation. "I'm going to take for granted that this isn't the first time you do this."
"Shut up, Seb." But the look in her eyes said something different, it wasn't.
"Keep going please, don't stop now."
Lorraine kept her hand at the rhythm Sebastian asked her to; every now and then she leaned closer to kiss him. He was panting and shaking slightly when she felt something sticky all over hand. She attempted to move and roll over to a side, but Sebastian held her in his lap a little bit longer. Raising his torso a little bit, he managed to be in front of her with their foreheads pressed together.
"Thank you..." He murmured while pressing their lips together. Lorraine finally rolled to a side and used a cloth that Sebastian handed her to clean her hand.
"That was… I don't even think I have words to describe it."
"There's no need to."
They remained still for a long time, each one of them lost in thought. "I think you have to go, it's getting late."
"I could stay… If you wanted me to."
"You should go. Kurt is going to kill you if he ever finds out about this afternoon."
"Why?"
They both giggled a little while thinking about Kurt's reaction. Slowly but determinately, Lorraine stood up and gathered her things while Sebastian looked at her. She waved goodbye and escaped his room again.
Right after Lorraine left, Sebastian stood up and looked at his reflection in the mirror. He laughed. He really needed a shower and his chest was a mess too. Lorraine had gotten some kind of revenge because of what he had been doing to her. He was definitely not the same one as a couple of weeks ago. After realizing about this, he felt the same sense of fear than before, for some reason something was telling him that he should stay away from her, and quickly. Otherwise, things could get out of control.
