Hi guys!:) This might be another one of my longer notes!Um...first of all:apologies if this chapter's a bit rubbish,I've come down with a stupid cold and have taken a ton of medicine,so my head's feeling a bit funny right now,hope it hasn't affected my writing too much. And secondly,I'm going away on a short holiday tomorrow. It's the May Bank Holiday weekend and I've decided to visit some English friends...I'll be there till Wednesday, however, I'll take my laptop with me so will hopefully write a few more oneshots. I don't know yet,if I'll have access to the internet. So that means either:1. yes, in which case= regular updates or 2. no, in which case there'll be multiple chapters on Wednesday!;) I need to sleep now and will hopefully feel better tomorrow...Reviews are very much loved!;)
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Episode 10: The whine cellar: Fran:"If you could spend the night with anyone,who would it be?We both know,game's over,suck in your cheeks." CC:"You never know,my answer may surprise you."
She couldn't believe it...she was actually trapped with Nanny Fine,trapped in a confined space, forced to listen to that nasal voice. But not even that compared to the frustration she felt when she reminded herself again,that she should now be away on a trip to Boston with Maxwell. This could've been her chance to woo him,far away from Nanny Fine's reach...she sighed,obviously it wasn't meant to be.
At first she hadn't given up hope,she had been so sure that someone would notice their absence...she knew that nobody would come looking for her but she was certain that Fran would be missed. But now, a couple of hours later, the music was blaring so loudly upstairs that no-one would hear them if they screamed. To shut Fran up she had finally given in and allowed her to do her hair, she knew that she would look ridiculous, but the silence was reward enough. But after a while even that silence became too depressing,her thoughts kept circling around one topic:no-one knew her,she never opened up to anyone and when something would happen to her,nobody would even care. She bit her lip,trying to keep the tears from falling.
"That's it,Nanny Fine." she suddenly exclaimed and jumped to her feet "There is only one thing we should be doing in this situation."
Fran shot her a nervous glance,before answering:"Oh well,Miss Babcock,I'm not really into that sort of thing."
C.C. merely rolled her eyes and approached the object of her desire. The positive aspect of being trapped in a wine cellar was,that one was never short of a drink. Making her choice carefully she pulled a bottle from the rack and opened it. She took a swig,before offering it to Fran.
"No thanks,I don't really drink wine." she said.
"Yeah,that's right. You only use good ones to make that horrible Sangria." C.C. replied,rolling her eyes yet again.
A couple of hours later she didn't feel annoyed anymore,but then again,she had emptied an entire bottle by herself. Fran and her were now exchanging secrets like old friends and C.C. found herself actually opening up. It was then,that she suggested again to play "Truth or Dare".
After Fran's initial protest,she soon gave in and asked: "If you could spend the night with anyone,who would it be?" but before C.C. had a chance to answer, Fran quickly said "We both know,game's over,suck in your cheeks."
Somehow she found this funny and annoying at the same time. What did Fran know,after all, about her dreams and deepest desires?
"You never know,my answer may surprise you." she said,giggling a little.
"What's so funny?" Fran questioned and stopped putting make-up on her.
"Oh, just ask me again...the answer's really funny."
"Ok,who?" Fran asked,still expecting her to say "Maxwell".
"IT'S NIIILES!" C.C. burst out laughing.
"You are kidding,right?"
"Nooo and that's the funny bit. He's a butler, a bloody domestic and all I can think about ,when I watch him with that feather duster,is what it would feel like to be touched by him." she giggled again "It's absolutely maaad."
Just then the cellar door opened again and Maxwell entered the room.
"There you are!" he exclaimed happily.
And suddenly C.C. felt a rush of panic,what if Nanny Fine would tell him everything? After all,they weren't exactly friends...And so she found herself blurting out all the secrets Fran had told her,in order to protect herself. She could tell that Fran was disappointed, but there wasn't much she could do about it.
"Miss Babcock?" she heard Fran say.
"What?"
"You left your purse." and as she ran down the steps to retrieve it,she could just hear the heavy cellar door slam shut. How could she have been so stupid? She should've known that Nanny Fine would never let her get away with that..."Stupid alcohol." she cursed,but picked up another bottle nonetheless.
Soon her anger had turned into bitter sadness. It was always the same when she was drinking. First,the exhilirating,euphoric feeling. Then,the anger and the bitterness. And finally, only sadness and pain remained. She staggered through the room and didn't even notice that she hurt herself as she bumped into the wine racks,until she finally fell to her feet. Suddenly the tears started to flow,and she dragged herself into the darkest corner and there she sat,knees drawn to her chest and arms wrapped around them.
That was where he found her..As the party was nearing its end,Fran had finally told him where Miss Babcock was. At first a smirk had crossed his face as he thought about how bad she would feel to see that he would rescue her,but all that changed when he stepped into the cellar. Making sure that the door was propped open,he stared into the dark,wondering if Fran had tricked him. But eventually he saw her,hunched in a corner and he practically rushed towards her.
"Miss Babcock,are you alright?" he asked,kneeling down in front of her.
She lifted her head a little to look at him.
"Niles,I knew you'd come for me." she said,relief washing over her features, but then her expression turned into despair "You always find me like this..."
He studied her closely while she spoke. Her hair was a mess,she was surrounded by several shards of glass and her arms were bruised.
"Everything's ok now,come on up,I've prepared the guest room for you."
And as he tried to get to his feet,a sharp pain rushed through his knee. Cursing under his breath he discovered that he had been sitting on a piece of broken glass.
"Now you're hurt." she nearly sobbed,touching his knee gently "I always do that...but Niles,you have to believe me, I'm not heartless like everyone thinks. I have desires too and longings..."
And she allowed him to lift her up to her feet. He listened to her without saying a word,he knew that she was most likely telling the truth, but he also knew that she wouldn't remember any of this in the morning.
"I told Nanny Fine that I want you,Niles." that statement nearly made him gasp in shock,as his heart began to pound "And I meant it,Niles. I wish you would just take me here."
And she threw herself against him,running her hands down his back until they came to rest on his firm ass. He stood perfectly still,the feeling of her fingers on his body was enough to send his senses reeling. Finally he managed to draw away.
"What?Why don't you want me?"she looked up at him,lost and confused.
He growled quietly,fighting for control as her vulnerability only attracted him more.
"C.C." he whispered quietly,cupping her face "I want you more than you will ever know and that's why I won't take advantage of you."
And before she could answer he had bent down and picked her up. He carried her up to the guest room,where he put her down on the bed.
"Here,you can wear one of my pyjamas." he said,handing her a blue one.
She took it and began to fumble with the buttons of her vest. He sighed quietly and sat down beside her.
"Let me..." he said and swiftly opened all the buttons,before taking off the vest. He then did the same with the blouse she was wearing underneath. Trying to look as little as possible at her black lacy bra,he helped her put on the pyjama top and buttoned it up. "You can do the rest." he said,eager to get away before he could lose control.
She awoke again,at 3 o'clock in the morning. Moaning ,she pressed a hand to her throbbing temples. She carefully slipped out of bed to get a glass of water. Passing by the mirror she discovered that she was wearing man's pyjamas and that was when the memories started to return. Niles carrying her up the stairs, her hands around his neck, the masculine scent of his body. Staring at her reflection she suddenly felt very old, aware of every wrinkle on her face and every imperfection.
"I want Niles..."she heard herself say over and over again,until that memory was replaced by another one. "I want you more than you will ever know and that's why I won't take advantage of you." He felt the same way...and he had only told her because he was sure that she wouldn't remember. What would happen if she went back to bed and would forget all about it?No, she couldn't do that...she couldn't allow herself to forget his confession. Suddenly panic was bubbling up inside her...she had to tell him how she felt,before it was too late. And so she rushed into his room,not even bothering to knock.
He heard someone and immediately his eyes flew open. She stood at the end of his bed and the light of the moon streaming through the window made her seem like a fairy tale creature.
"C.C.?" he asked,uncertain whether he was dreaming or not.
"Niles,I'm not drunk anymore,please you have to believe me." she whispered and rapidly approached him "I heard what you said to me...and I wasn't lying,Niles. I want you and I can't stand the thought of you not knowing how I feel."
He sat up and watched her, his heart had begun to race at her confession, but was she telling the truth? Could he dare to hope? He hesitantly patted his bed and she sat down,facing him.
"Are you sure?" he asked, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.
She chewed her bottom lip before nodding. A smile lit up his features,just emphasising how handsome he was and he leaned in to softly kiss her cheek. When he was about to pull away she held him back in place and rested her forehead against his.
"I still want you,you know?" she whispered suggestively and trailed her fingers across his back "Make love to me,Niles."
His eyes were clouded with desire but he still gave no indication that he had heard her.
She sighed and whispered: "Apparently I misunderstood...I'm far too old to be attractive anymore."
He let out a low growl and held her by her wrists so that she couldn't leave.
"Don't ever say that,woman." he whispered and kissed her cheek "Let me show you how beautiful you are."
She could only close her eyes,as he began to place soft kisses in the corner of her eye,on her cheek and the corner of her mouth.
"I love every single wrinkle." he whispered against her skin "Especially when you're smiling."
And he brushed his lips over her chin and down her neck,she whimpered slightly,needing to feel his lips against hers, but he had other plans. He dropped a few tender kisses on her neck before moving upwards to nibble her earlobe.
"Stop teasing me." she whispered.
"I haven't even started yet." he growled and finally claimed her lips.
She soon parted her lips,allowing his tongue entrance to her mouth,where it played with her own. When she let out another moan,he finally pulled away. He briefly took her in,eyes closed,a content smile playing on her lips and he gently pushed her down on the bed.
"You look so sexy in my pyjamas." he whispered and began to unbutton the top.
Every inch of skin he laid bare,he soon explored with his lips and his tongue. He lifted her up for the briefest moment,to undo her bra and when she finally lay exposed in front of him he drew in a sharp breath.
"You are stunningly beautiful,C.C." he said,trailing kisses down the valley between her breasts.
She groaned and arched her back,pushing him to do more. He let his lips move over her porcelain skin while his hands cupped her breasts and massaged them gently.
"Niles,don't stop." she sighed as he finally kissed her breasts.
He sucked on her nipple and let his tongue flicker over it a couple of times just to tease her. He hovered above her and found her lips again in a passionate kiss.
"I need to feel you." she said, resting her hands on his naked back.
"You will,love, but tonight is all about you."
He swiftly pulled the pyjama bottoms down and let them slide to the floor. He then kissed her ankles, and up her calves to her inner thighs. He looked at her again,in all her ecstasy before pulling down the black silk panties.
"You are perfect." he whispered before kissing her core.
She was already throbbing with pleasure and nearly screamed out when she felt his tongue inside her.
"I can't wait anymore." she whimpered and pulled him up to capture his lips. She could taste herself and it only increased her desire. "Take me." she hissed and he happily obliged.
Once he was inside her he began thrusting in a steady rythm,all the while whispering into her ear.
"You are the most beautiful creature I've ever laid eyes on.I not only want you,but I-uuh" he groaned,as waves of pleasure washed over him "I love you with all my heart and I will spend every moment showing you how stunning you are."
As they were both nearing their climax,he began to thrust quicker.
"Oh Niles,nearly..." C.C. moaned and a moment later they fell over the edge.
"I love you." she whispered and snuggled against him.
He smiled tenderly and pulled a blanket over them.
"And I love you." he replied, while his fingers drew invisible lines across her body.