The Broken Pane by PoorQueequeg
Chapter Ten
Will awakens later to find himself alone in the bed. He turns over to see Magnus peering through the drawn curtains, one arm pressed across her body under her breasts, the other raised as she lifts the fabric with her index finger. He sits up and she turns her head toward him, letting the curtain drop back against the windowpane.
"Hi," he says. She gives him a small smile and rubs her shoulder absently. "You okay?"
"I'm fine," she replies softly coming over to sit on the edge of the bed beside him.
"What were you looking at?" he asks. Magnus sighs and raises her hands to stroke her finger across his chin.
"Nothing," she tells him. He lets out a breath and starts to speak.
"Helen, when I got to the warehouse, I thought..." Will pauses and swallows. "I was so worried. What were you doing?"
Magnus shakes her head, her hair falling across her eyes. "Will, I don't want to talk about it."
"What happened?" She doesn't meet his gaze.
"I'm sorry I was short with you before. I am glad you were there." She leans forward and kisses him softly. Will starts to say her name but then her hands are in his hair and her tongue is in his mouth He's powerless to resist and lets his arms wrap around her as she pushes him back onto the bed. Will let's his eyes fall closed and they kiss for a long time, his hands running down her back to cup her ass.
After a time, Magnus pulls up and sits back on her knees between his legs. He lifts his head to look at her as she pulls her vest over her head. When she slips off her bra, Will let's his eyes fall to her breasts and takes a long look. Magnus reaches for his hands and moves them over her chest so that's he's cupping her, squeezing his hands gently and then guiding his fingers in a V across her nipples. She lets out a slow moan and her eyes fall closed as he caresses her. Will reaches forward to kiss her but she pushes him back down onto the pillows and places her palms down flat on the bed either side of him. She leans forward, her hair cascading around face like a veil and kisses him, his hands moving to stroke up and down her sides and around her front to her chest..
She pulls back and stretches up across him, arching her back and he presses her face in the valley between her breasts. He nuzzles her for a moment and then opens his mouth to place hot,wet kisses across her skin, his hand on her back pressing her closer. Magnus emits a moan and lets one of her hands slide around to scratch her fingers across his scalp as he sucks a nipple between his lips.
"Oh, William," she sighs and the tone of her voice sends a shiver of arousal down his body and makes him ache. He repeats the action on her other breast and then runs the flat of his tongue along the crease underneath. Magnus slides down his body and reaching for his hands, pins his wrists back against the pillows. She runs her fingernails down the inside of his arms, across his bicep and through the hair of his armpits. He shudders and moans her name. Her lips curls up in a smile and her fingers travel across his well defined pectorals. She reaches down and runs her tongue across his nipple and then sucks on it as her nails caress around his sides. Will jerks when her nails run down across his stomach, the muscles twitching as jolt that feels like electricity dances through his abdomen. Magnus gives him an amused look, raising an eyebrow at him as she continues lower across the V of his stomach and along the crease where his hips meet his thighs. She strokes around the sensitive skin on the inside of his legs and Will lets his eyes fall closed as she begins to kiss her way down his body.
He lets out a groan when her her lips kiss the base of cock. He jerks a little and twists the bedsheets in his fists, trying not to thrust against her. Magnus strokes her nails up his hard length and presses his erection against her cheek as she runs her tongue along the base of him. Will draws in a sharp hiss as she slides her tongue across the underside of his scrotum to lick his perineum.
"Oh God, yes!" he utters and raises his head to watch as she sucks one testicle into her mouth. She pulls back slightly and it slides out with a wet smack and Magnus grins up at him wickedly. She repeats the action, scraping her nails across his trembling thighs and then arches her neck forward to lick his shaft from base to swollen tip in one long stroke. She flicks the tip of her tongue along the curved ridge, worrying the slit on the head to draw out a bead of pearly fluid from him. His hands fly to his face and he presses the heel of his hand against his forehead as he exhales a ragged breath through clenched teeth.
"Helen," he groans and watches as she takes him fully into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head before sliding her lips down across his flesh. Will presses his thighs down against the mattress to stifle a thrust as his cock bumps the back of her throat, her nose buried his pubic hair. She hums around him and the sensation reverberates around his whole body as she pulls up his length, her cheeks hollowing as she sucks on him. Will's hands fly down to tangle in her hair as Magnus swallows him again and he begins to mumble incoherently as she bobs her head slowly up and down. She twists her head from side to side, her tongue swirling over his hot, throbbing flesh over and over and over.
Will jerks his hips and tugs on her hair. "I'm...I'm gonna come" he gasps as pleasure begins to coil through his body. Magnus slides her hand around the base of him and squeezes as she slides her lips up. His cock leaves her mouth with a wet pop and she presses him against her cheek.
"I don't think so Doctor Zimmerman," she purrs. Will's clenches his eyes tight and grits his teeth, his breathing escaping him in a series of choked gasps. His heart pounds wildly and Magnus releases him, sitting upright to run her hands up his thighs and across his chest. He pants as she straddles his stomach, caresses his face and he gradually comes back from the precipice. His eyes fly open and he glares at her with a wild expression. Will reaches to clutch at her arms, fully intent on pressing her down into the mattress and fucking her. She grins wickedly and clutches at his biceps, her knee shifting to press against his torso, pinning him to the bed. He clasps her head in his hands and pulls her down for a brief but angry kiss.
Will let's his head drop back onto the pillow and stares up at her, breathing heavily. "What are you doing to me?" he utters and Magnus smiles before sliding her knee off his chest and pushing herself back onto her knees. Her hands grip his shoulders and she pulls him upright, kissing him soundly, his hands roaming hungrily across her body. Will slides his hand down to stroke her through her panties and finds her already gloriously wet. She jerks her hips into his hand as his finger slips past the elastic to press inside her. Magnus pushes up into her knees and Will moves his lips to her breast, his wet mouth sucking at the soft mounds. She clutches his head and lets out a cry as another finger curls inside her and she pushes down against him. Her head falls back and Will grasps around her shoulders and presses him to her as he fucks her earnestly with his fingers, rising up to press his cheek against hers and whisper hotly in her ear.
"Are you trying to make me crazy?" he growls as she bucks against him, her nails digging into his shoulders. She flinches as his thumb brushes her clit and he uses the opportunity to flip her down onto her back. Will shoves her knees apart roughly, opening her to him and twisting his fingers around inside her. Magnus arches her back with a loud cry and her hips surge up to meet him as he pumps in and out. Pulling his hand from between her legs he leans across her and trails his wet fingers over her nose and lips, slipping them into her mouth as she gasps. Her eyes fly open as she cradles them with her tongue, humming loudly. He tears his fingers from her and clutches her jaw, leaning close to whisper. "I know what you're doing," he tells her darkly, peering into her wide eyes.
She gasps. "What am I doing?" she utters and an evil smile breaks out across his face.
"You're trying to make me lose control. You want me so out of my mind that I just bend you over and fuck you," he jeers. Her eyes slide shut and she groans loudly as he presses his lips to her ear, his hot breath against her skin. "But I have plans for you," he threatens.
Magnus pants wildly as he slides back off the bed and grasps her hips, his fingers hooking underneath her panties and tugging them down. She bends her knees up and he pulls them off, the palms of his hands sliding down the inside of her thighs and roughly pushing her legs apart. His cock brushes against her as he moves closer and they both jerk at the contact, the wet heat of her arousal making him burn. Will can't remember being so turned on his whole life.
He reaches his fingers into the soft curls of her centre and parts the soft, pink flesh taking a moment to commit the image to memory as he slides his index finger over and around and inside her. Sinking to his knees he buries his face between her legs and presses his tongue in a long slow stroke across her sex. She bucks up against him and clutches at his hair.
"Mmm Will, oh yes like that," she whispers and he hums against her. She takes a sharp breath in when his lips fasten around her clit and he suckles gently, and then lets it out in a long, breathy sigh as he flicks up and down across the swollen nub with the tip of his tongue. One hand slides up across her belly to tease her breast, rubbing in slow gentle circles for a moment before pinching her nipple. Magnus lets out a cry and jerks uncontrollably beneath him.
"Oh ho!" she cries, screwing her face up, her eyes clamping tightly shut. Will clutches at her hips as she thrashes about beneath him and she comes with a shuddering moan. His face still between her legs, Will places a hot open mouth kiss over throbbing clitoris before pushing up to stand over her. She grabs one of his hands and traps it between her legs, clamping her thighs around his wrist as she twists over onto her side. She grinds against his hand and he jerks his wrist from side to side against her, her clit trapped in the v of his fingers. Magnus presses her face into the sheets and gasps, twitching as another orgasm ripples through her. Will watches with wide eyes and runs his hand down her spine, trailing his finger down between her cheeks to brush her anus before pulling her thighs apart and pressing her down flat on her back.
Her face is flushed and sweaty, tendrils of hair sticking to her cheek, her chest heaving and Will pins her wrists above her head and climbs over her. He twists his hips in a circle, the swollen head of his cock brushing against her wet centre. Her thighs tremble as she spreads her legs to cradle him and he rocks back and then forward and slides inside her with one smooth thrust. Her inner muscles are clenching around him from her orgasm and Will's mouth falls open to emit a long groan of pleasure at the sensation. Magnus gasps and her eyes fly open, locking with his as he begins to roll his hips in long, slow movements, pulling out of her almost entirely before sinking back inside.
"Oh yes," she utters hoarsely, and strains against his grip. He holds firm and presses down against her as he begins to thrust into her harder and harder. The bedframe rattles, knocking against the wall as he drives into her, panting wildly. His heart pounds inside his chest and his palms, slick with sweat, slide across the skin of her arms. Magnus drops her head back shuddering again, her inner muscles grip him and he barks out a choked sob and comes and comes and comes.
Will collapses on top of her, his face pressed against the sweaty skin of her neck. His heart is pounding so hard it's like he can feel it thrumming through every vein in his body and he gasps, struggling for breath. His eyes slide shut and he thinks he can feel her pulse fluttering wildly where he lies buried inside her.
He's not sure how long they stay like that but when he opens his eyes he twists his head to press a kiss at the puckered pink flesh of the wound on her shoulder. Rolling onto his side he shivers when the cool air comes into contact with his hot, damp skin. Twisting his head he peers through half closed eyes to find Magnus looking at him, blue eyes drooping closed, her prone form limp against the bed beside him.
"Will," she whispers and crooks her finger, her nail gently sliding through the hair above his ear. He opens his mouth to speak but no sound comes out and his eyelids grow heavy as sleep overcomes him.
When he wakes he finds they've shifted slightly on the bed. He's on his front with his neck twisted so that his nose is pressing against the side of her breast, his legs spread out behind him. Magnus is more or less in the same position as she was before but her head is turned away from him and she's half draped with the bedspread.
Feeling slightly cold, he slides his arm across her to tug it up over both of them and spoons up against her. She rolls fully onto her side and holds his arms against her chest, but her eyes don't open and the only sound she makes a slight murmur as her nose twitches. Will lies awake behind her and presses tiny, whispering kisses behind her ear. His body tingles all over and he feels utterly relaxed. It's wonderful, he thinks and squeezes his arms around her more tightly.
Magnus shifts and yawns, breathing in deeply through her nose and smacking her lips. Her eyes open slowly and she twists her head back slightly.
"You alright?" she asks him in a very quiet voice. He smiles lazily and kisses her neck but when he opens his mouth to speak he can't seem form a coherent sentence so he just mumbles her name over and over. She smiles and strokes her hands up and down his arms for a while until she pushes herself upright to a sitting position. Will cups her breasts in his hands and sits up behind her.
"I'm thirsty," she tells him. "And hungry."
He nods mutely and she turns to look at his face, stroking his shoulder and down his bicep before standing up and walking stiffly into the bathroom. Will flops back down onto the bed and rubs his hand over his forehead and nose as she turns the light on and starts to pick through the basket of complimentary soaps. She starts the shower and then walks back into the bedroom, bending to pick up scraps of clothing from the floor.
She stops in front of the window and pushes the curtain aside to look outside. "It's still light," she says. Her voice is flat, distant and it unnerves him. She sits in a chair in the corner and dusts her jeans off before digging into the pocket and pulling out a band for her hair. She raises her arms and begins to tie her hair in a loose knot on her head when he speaks.
"What do you want to do?" he asks, sitting up and rubbing his palm across the back of his head, trying to flatten his unruly hair.
Magnus shrugs non-comittally. "I suppose we ought to get back, the others will be worried."
He nods slowly, pressing his lips together. "What should we tell them?"
She exhales and leans back in the chair, looking up at the ceiling covering her eyes with her forearm.
"I don't know," she says after a time. "This is exactly what I didn't want."
At her tone, Will pushes his tongue into his cheek and turns his head away from her, huffing a loud breath out through his nose. He slides his legs over the edge of the bed and leans his elbows on his thighs, pressing his palms together. "Well, what do you want?" he asks bitterly.
She drops her arm and fixes him with her eyes. "Certainly not to be sneaking off to cheap hotels," she retorts.
"Why do have you make it sound so sordid? You're the one who doesn't want anyone to know! Do you have any idea how that makes me feel, or do you just not care?"
She purses her lips and looks away from his angry stare, her jaw clenching to suppress a sudden tremble. Without meeting his gaze she rises and walks into the bathroom.
When he enters a minute later Magnus looks at him through the water streaked glass for a long moment, blinking slowly before her gaze drops. Will grips the door with one hand and steps inside to join her. Her eyes fall closed as she lets him press her against the cold tiles, her arm curling around his head as he slips inside her. His fingers dig into her hips, his breath hot against her ear as he presses his lips to her skin and she lifts one leg, pressing her palms flat against the wet tile trying to get purchase against the force of his thrusts. He grips her tightly,his arms coming to wrap around her body and his foot squeaks against the wet bath. When he comes with a loud gasp against her neck, she closes her eyes and turns her face into the spray.
Afterwards, in the silence of the bedroom, he feels strangely hollow as he pulls on his jeans while Magnus battles her hair with a small plastic comb she found in the bathroom. She drops it onto the dresser with a huff and pulls her back into a ponytail. Will thinks she still looks beautiful, even with her messy hair and her rumpled clothes, stepping up behind her to meet her eyes in the mirror.
"I'm sorry, " he says softly and her eyes fall shut.
"Me too, Will," she whispers and when he starts to put his arms around her she turns into his embrace and hides her face in his shoulder.
"I thought...when you told me to drive..." he trails off as he peers into her eyes. She drops her chin and he licks his lips before he continues. "Do you want to tell me what happened?" he asks, but she shakes her head and doesn't meet his gaze. Stepping out of his embrace, she walks to the door and picks up his keys.
"Let's go home, shall we?"