I apologise if this has any spelling mistakes. I kinda explain myself at the bottom. SMUTTY CHAPTER!
We returned from the mission and I went straight to the tablet on the coffee table, researching the news stories that had arisen. Positive blog posts had begun to spread, mainly about my new role, but also about the robbery.
"All good I'm guessing?" Steve asked, joining my side and I gave him the tablet. He smiled and read the headline. "'New Avenger proves hopeful for better world.' I told you you could do it."
He delicately placed the tablet down on the table and we turned to face each other. His blue eyes made me think of the sea and how it shines against the sunlight - dramatic I know! But it was true. It was my favourite things about him I think. Steve was a kind, forgiving, trustworthy, gentle person. Actually, every positive adjective in the world could probably be linked with Steve. He was the perfect balance being doing what is needed to do and doing what is right. His uplifting nature made people feel good about themselves. It certainly made me feel better. He knew how to make you happy. "Thank you for believing in me." I replied finally, realising that I hadn't even given him a response yet because I was too busy thinking.
"I knew you would do well." Steve smiled and I saw some of the other Avengers walk through the door on the other side of the room. "We all did." Jessica said and smiled at me. I looked to Steve, a happy moment of joy on my face, and then returned my gaze back to the others. I saw Jessica's beaming mile and couldn't help but beam back at her. I stood up and ran, even though I would insist on remembering it at walking, towards her, her arms stretched forward to greet me.
"Hey." She said, arms wrapping around me tightly when I got to her.
"Hi, how have you been? Busy?" I asked, responding with the same tightness.
Yeah." She said, pulling back to look at me properly. "I've been busy keeping the press off your back because of the whole Black Death situation." She said, screwing up her nose. The quality wasn't intentionally cute, but it appeared that way. Usually if she didn't want to talk about something. That screwed up face would be made. "But now I want the complete opposite, the spotlight needs to be drawn to you."
"To distract everyone from all the other problems going on." I muttered and she heard it, but I wasn't overly concerned about my word choice. Everyone knows that the Avengers reputation has been put down ever since the Battle of New York. I was referencing to the Registration problem, but of course none of them knew about it yet. My word choice had been for Steve to hear. I flicked my gaze over to him and his eyes were closed, squeezing them tighter than you usually would if you were just napping, but not making anything obvious. He had come to join us and I was grateful for him getting involved in the discussion. Tony and Steve needed to sort out their differences quickly before a war breaks out between the two of them!
"Exactly! Not that we will tell the public that of course. You will be a distraction for the moment though your time will come and people will accept you as another member of the team." She smiled and I smiled back. "Until the next time Maria." She added and nodded her head before walking towards the door. I saw out of the corner of my Jess and Sam meet at the doorway and I loved how intimate they were. He swooped her into his arms and kissed her firmly, which kind of made me want something like that. Steve was from the 1940s so he had different views on...that kind of stuff, but I wanted him to let loose sometimes and act as if was his lifeline or something. I thought that it was incredibly selfish of me, because I knew I had to wait for him.
"So," Steve said, turning to me as the others departed the room to get on with their own busy days. "Are all the reports positive?"
"I think I only saw one negative one, but it was published by Everhart so I ignored it. There was a positive article about you actually."
"Me?" He asked in surprised. We walked back over to the sofa and I picked up the tablet, bringing it with me as we walked to my room. "They published something positive?"
"I think that people are accepting that you are here to stay." I said, clicking on my Safari history and selecting the link. I read the headline. "'Captain America - a twenty-first century hero.' I think people are starting to accept you more in this time you know..."
"But I know that everyone has different opinions." He said, not really thinking about his words. His eyes were concentrating on the screen as he read the article from Christine Everhart that included stuff against him. We went into my room, sitting down on the sofa, and he continued to read the article. I put my hand on his shoulder and rubbed it gently. I smiled at him, not that he knew. He was too interested in looking at the tablet to notice.
"Stop looking at them." I told him, but his eyes wouldn't move from the screen. "Steve?" I asked, but he wasn't listening. I huffed as he wasn't looking at me, too interested in the bad review of him. "Right..." I said and shuffled a little closer to him. His eyes drifted slightly, but went back to the tablet after a moment, getting immersed in the news again.
I leant my head into his shoulder and breathed lightly on his neck, my bottom lip just ghosting over his skin. I saw him shake slightly and lower the tablet, letting his hand loosen and the tablet nearly slip from his fingers.
"Okay, you have my attention." he said, clearing his throat and squirming slightly. I chuckled quietly against him and kissed his neck lightly, nipping at it with my lips. I heard him suck in a breathe quickly and I smiled against his skin. My hand came up around the other side of his neck and I pressed my lips harder against his skin. Teasing Steve was one of my favourite things to do. I knew he hadn't had sex and I doubt he had even had a woman this close to him before, which actually made me feel really horny. Being the first woman to kiss parts of his skin was one of the main reasons why I loved it. It just made it more sensual, because he had never had anything like this done to him.
Him groaning and placing a hand on my arm only encouraged me to keep going. "R...Ria?" He said, the words barely coming out from his lips.
"What?" I asked, kissing along his jaw line, which drew a groan from his throat. I felt him roll his hips slightly, which must of been subconscious for him.
"Please...s-stop..." He managed to rasp as I went back down to kiss his throat. He leaned his head back, partly from my hands that were in his hair, but I could feel that his head was relaxed.
"We aren't doing anything without clothes..." I argued, giggling, and he tightened his grip on my hips. He didn't want to go any further which was fine, but I couldn't help but absolutely worship him.
"But if you don't stop we will be..." He said, the words slipping out without him thinking. I stopped kissing him, but didn't withdraw my legs from him, so I ended up sitting on his lap. I looked at him and saw his pained facial expression. In that moment, I understood what was wrong and it wasn't just the indication from the pressure pressing against my lower stomach. I had to stop thinking about...THAT...for a minute and focus on Steve, even though it was very distracting.
"Why have I been such an idiot?" I asked.
"What?" He asked, his ragged speech a little deeper than usual.
"You've been practically...deprived of a love life as you are still a virgin and haven't done anything with anyone else have you..." I said and he gulped slightly, his ears and cheeks tinging pink.
"No..." He replied quietly and I though he was so cute.
"It's nothing to be ashamed of. It's actually kind of cute." I told him, kissing his hot red cheek and he smiled. "At least you're not as bad as Tony was!" I said and he laughed slightly, which turned me on slightly from the vibrations of him moving under me. "As I was saying..." I continued, trying to regain my stability. "You've been deprived of all this stuff" I said, gesturing to the both of us. "So now that you have this your hormones are crazy because you want sex so badly. True?" I asked and he nodded feebly, his cheeks blushing madly at the word 'sex'. "Your ashamed?" I asked and he sighed, taking a hand on my hip and rubbing it once down his face.
"I just...I know it's natural to feel this way." He said, gesturing to his crouch. I could tell he was embarrassed by it but at least he knew that it was natural! "It's all chemicals and what not but I don't want you to think that having..." he couldn't managed the word and I giggled quietly on the inside, not laughing outwardly as I knew that would be mean.
"Sex?" I asked and I noticed his shoulders relax slightly.
"Exactly. I don't want you thinking that that is the reason I want to be with you." He said, hanging his head low. I cupped his face with my cheeks and kissed his lips gently.
"I know that's not the reason." I told him and reached my hand up to stroke his shoulder. "Don't worry about that. And as you wish..." I said, removing my leg from his waist to sit next to him. "I shall detach myself."
"Still stay close though." He said, pulling me towards him into a side hug. I welcomed it and sighed, wrapping an arm around his torso.
"So have you decided on somewhere for tonight?" I asked, looking out of the huge windows of my living room and relaxing more inwardly. For once in my life, the word happy was playing around in my mind.
"Yes I have." He said, a hint of pride in his voice.
"Annnnnd?" I asked, looking up at him from his shoulder.
"And what?" He asked, a sweet innocent look on his face.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked excited that it would be my first date with Steve. I never was much of a dater at S.H.I.E.L.D. But it's never too late to try right?
"That, ma'am, is a secret." He said, grinning, showing all of his beautifully lined teeth.
"You're no fun." I replied and sulked by sticking my head against his shoulder again. "So what do you want to do now?"
"How about watching a movie? You pick?"
"I don't mind. What's on your list?"
"Stark said something about Pirates of the Carribean? It sounded interesting."
"You've never seen it? We will go with that then." I smiled and asked JARVIS to play the film. We snugged up together and even in the daylight it felt nice to watch a movie with him. That's what our relationship was. Actually, it was better than nice. I love it and I loved him.
When the movie had finished, I told JARVIS that we didn't want to watch anything else and we stood up together. "That main character reminds me too much of Tony." Steve said and I laughed.
"Yeah I can see that actually!" I replied and we walked over to my mini kitchen to get drinks.
"You excited for our date tonight?" He asked and I smiled.
"Can't wait. I've wanted to for so long." I replied and poured myself some water.
"Me too. Have you got any work to do before later?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and starting my coffee machine. I found having coffee in the middle of the day strange. I usually just had it in the morning and then after that I no longer needed to refuel. However, I guess with Steve having to consume more calories each day he would need more sustenance.
"I need to finish the spread sheet for the groups for next week."
"Isn't Jessica meant to be your assistant now?" he asked and I nodded.
"I know that I am meant to be full on training as an Avenger now, but I like planning what the scientists and analysts have to do. It entertains me. Besides, I don't want to just do physical work, it would be too tiring." I told him, sipping on my drink. "Doing the plans will mean that I will be scheduling sessions for myself, but honestly I know I will discipline myself."
"Well I'm happy that makes you happy." he smiled and got a cup to put his coffee in.
"What makes you happy?" I asked, curious to his hobbies now. I knew Steve very well, but besides working out and eating I hadn't seen him do anything else and I was curious as to why that was.
"Art is one of my passions."
"Art? As in drawing art?" I asked and he frowned.
"Hey!" he scolded, half-smiling. "What's wrong with drawing?"
"Nothing is wrong with drawing!" I said, putting a hand up. "It's just I didn't imagine you would be into that sort of thing." I thought about Steve drawing and just imagined the pencil snapping in his strong grip.
"It just makes me calm. You have your spread sheets," he said with a smile. "and I have my pencil and paper."
"Have you ever drawn me?" I asked, hopping up onto the counter surface.
He looked at me, pink blooming lightly on his cheeks, and showed a small smirk. "Maybe..."
"Oh you have to show me. I would love to see your work!" I said, hopping back off the counter to stand next to him, leaning my hand against the side of the table.
"Maybe..." he replied and I pushed him lightly.
"This is unfair. I am determined now. Challenge on." I told him, a playful scowl across my face.
"You just look cute like that." he said, kissing me lightly on my scrunched up lips and then going back to his drink making. He looked at his watch. "I made the reservation for eight by the way, so we have two hours. Are you getting the spread sheets done before then?" he asked and I nodded, quickly pouring my drink into the sink and placing it on the side.
"I shall speak to you later." I said and put my hand on the back of his neck, gazing into those beautiful blue eyes of his. "No trouble before our date. Got it?"
"Got it." he said with a smile and kissed me. I tasted the coffee on his lips and smiled to myself. Maybe I will try coffee during the daytime. His lips were a little warm against my cold ones, but I liked the feeling and relished in it slightly, gripping onto the strands of hair on his head. I slowly pulled back and smiled.
"You can let yourself out." I smiled and walked to the door.
"I'll be back here at 7:30 to get you." he shouted.
"See you then." I shouted back and made my way out the door, a grin on my face.
"Who were you calling to?" Sam asked, running a little to catch up with me from the end of the corridor.
"Steve." I said, trying not to let my voice sound too excited about that fact.
"Moving in already? Wow, that's fast!" Sam replied, smiling and I shoved him to the side.
"Oh piss off Samuel."
"Hey, I told you to not call me that." he said, frowning.
"Whatever!" I waved him off and he smiled.
"Well, I really am happy for you two." he said as we reached the main living room.
"Me too." I replied, a little laugh escaping my lips.
"Just so you know I have to be all fake big brotherly and say that if you hurt him-"
"I know, I know!" I said, holding up my hands and smiled. "You'll try and kill."
"There's no try about it." he laughed and stepped away into the kitchen.
"Sure thing Samuel." I replied, laughing, and went to my office. When I arrived at the office, I went straight to my desk and brought up the training sessions for next week. JARVIS sent a message through with some information, including a note from Jessica saying that she left them for me to do as she knew I would want to. She knew me well.
It was a large spreadsheet that involved the Avengers training schedules, started trainees, cleaning staff, special agents, receptionists (they do secretary work when there is no job to do, but the phones go quite a lot of the time) and scientists. I basically have the job of scheduling when each group either uses the training session, what the scientists should briefly be looking at thought Doctor Selvig has the main control over that sector so I usually just leave it to him, or who is going out on missions. I like organising the teams. It allows me to keep an eye on the Avengers Tower progress and let's me think about what everyone is doing.
Most people end their shifts at 6 o'clock and down time is after that. If people want to book the gym or training room for a time then they can easily but they have to actually book it, no charge of course. Steve is one that regularly books the gym out at obscene hours, such as one at 3 o'clock in the morning tomorrow. That's ridiculous! Maybe he forgot about our date tonight? I mean I wasn't planning on anything, but I certainly wouldn't mind spending the night with him.
I finished off the timetable and noted that I only had half an hour before me and Steve were scheduled to go out for dinner. I locked my computer and left the room, running through outfit choices in my head. There was a gorgeous purple dress that Clint said I looked good in, but that was Clint and he was looking at something purple, so obviously he is going to love it.
As I entered the living room, my mind remember a little black dress hidden away in the back of my closet. It wasn't slutty, coming only a few centimetres above the knee, but I felt good in it. After that decision was made, I only had to think about make-up, nails, toe-nails, hair, lingerie, handbag, necklace, bracelet, ring, earrings and shoes. So not much...
By the time I had taken the outfit out of my bedroom cupboard I had already decided on my choices. I was going to go with no make-up because I don't want any lipstick smudges, no nail painting as I didn't have enough time, hair as it it, sexy black lingerie of course (you know, just incase something...happens), no jewellery because it was too much stress to think about all the different things and a set of small heeled black shoes.
I unzipped the dress and stepped into it. There was something about putting on a dress that made me satisfied, perhaps the tight fit just made me feel exhilarated or maybe the excitement of finally going on a date with Steve was just making me feeling so good.
At that moment, I heard a knock at the door. "Hang on!" I called, reaching my hand around to get the zipper for my dress, but no matter how hard I tried I couldn't reach it. "Damn it..." I muttered and walked barefooted towards the door anyway, glancing a clock at the time. I still had five minutes.
I opened the door and saw Steve dressed in a smart black tux with a white shirt. God damn. His hair was gorgeously blonde, as usual, and because there were none covering his forehead, his eyes shone beautifully out at me, almost reaching for me.
"Hey." He greeted and it took me a second to gather my thought processes and smiled.
"Hi." I waved to him and opened the door a little further. "Please come in..." I told him and he nodded, bringing a small flower bouque out from behind his back and giving it to me. Oh my goodness.
"You are such a gentleman." I told him and pressed a kiss to his check as I shut the door. He blushed slightly at the comment and looked to the rest of the room.
"Do you have a vase?" He asked and I nodded over the window sill that thankfully had an empty vase sitting there. "Do you mind?" He asked holding up the flowers and gesturing to the vase.
"By all means." I told him and he walked over to the vase.
He walked to the windows and I followed him. He placed them in the vase and smiled. "Do you like them?" He asked and I smiled at the yellow, pink and white flower arrangement.
"Yes, thank you." I replied and walked over to him, tapping him on the shoulder as I arrived.
"Yes?" He asked, curiously.
"Would you be able to do the back of my dress up please?" I asked politely, turning around and sweeping my hair to the side.
I heard him clear his throat and tensed my stomach muscles slightly. His warm fingers delicately made their way down my back, briefly touching the skin there, and landed on the zip at my lower back. I thought about how easy it would be to drop my dress and get lost with him, but I was pulled back to reality when the dress was fully zipped. Steve wanted to wait and I accepted that, no matter how unbearable the tension in my stomach was getting.
"You all ready to go?" He asked, pressing a soft kiss to my neck.
"I won't be going anywhere if you keep kissing me like that." I told him and turned round to face him.
"What? Like this?" he asked and pressed one strong kiss to my lips.
"Hey, who was asking me to stop earlier?" I asked, lightly shoving him.
He laughed and grabbed my waist but I squealed. He looked confused at first, but after a moment a grin slowly crept it's way up his face. Oh shit...
"No! No, no, no!" I shouted, but he had already brought his hands up and began to tickle my stomach. I tried to get away but chased me and we ended up tumbling onto the bed. "S...stop...un...f-fair!" I managed to get out between the gasps of breath from being tickled. He finally stopped and put his hand on either side of me, his palms pressing into the mattress below us. We laughed for a while before it died down and we got distracted with each other's eyes.
He leant down and I shut my eyes, letting his lips capture mine. That moment felt so sweet and loving. I felt like crying in all honesty.
I felt his lips leave mine and I kept my eyes shut for a little longer before opening them to see his beautifully sculpted face staring down at me. What did I ever do to deserve him? I thought in my head and smiled. "Come on, we are going to be late otherwise." I told him, rolling out from under him to sit on the side of the bed. I grabbed my shoes and sat down to place them on my feet. "Not that I know whether we even would be late or not considering that I don't know where we are going."
"You will soon." He smiled and came towards me as I finished putting on my shoes. He held out his arm and I weaved my hand through to walk with him.
"Did you get your timetable for next week done?" He asked as we exited my room and began to walk down the corridor.
"Yes, but i did notice that you booked a training session tomorrow...at 3..." I said, raising an eyebrow. He looked at the ground and pressed his lips together.
"Maybe..." He said and scratched the back of his head with his free hand.
"Why do you wake up so early?" I asked him and he hung his head slightly, peering up at my with guilty eyes. "It's not that I should be asking. I should be asking why you got to bed so late after that time."
He breathed out deeply and shook his head, pressing the bridge of his nose with his finger and thumb. "Nightmares?" I asked and he nodded solemnly.
"Sam says he has a lead on Bucky." He told me and I had to stop myself from halting my walk and take in the information. This was big news. There was still a search for the Winter Soldier ever since the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D and that was years ago. He was considered a terrorist, obviously not in our eyes, but the people didn't accept that he was experimented on. "The more I keep thinking about it, the more often he comes up in my dreams."
"Well hopefully we will find him soon. Maybe that lead will prove to be worth something?" I said and he smiled sadly.
"Let's hope so." he replied as we walked into the living room.
"Oh, you two look nice." Pepper called from the sofa, walking up to us, and we dropped our hand. She extended her arms and gave us both a huge hug. My eyes widened at her strong embrace and I had to help myself from showing a small wince. I saw Clint and Rhodey walk over to us as Pepper released us from the bone crushing-hug.
"Finally taking the girl out then?" he asked and Steve smiled.
"Yep. And I can't wait." he said, looking over at me and smiling.
"Well we had better not keep you. Have a good night." James said and we smiled, saying goodbye whilst heading to the door.
"Are they all going to be here when we come back?" I asked him and he smiled at me, trailing his fingers down my right arm to meet my hand. He enveloped my hand with his and squeezed it slightly.
"Everyone said that they were going out tonight partying anyway. Also, I told Jessica to make sure that Tony wasn't on the floor when we got back."
"So they will all be gone?" I asked, trying not to smile at him.
"Yeah, not until midnight anyway." he told me and put his arm round my shoulder. When they elevator dinged to signify we had reached the bottom floor, he took his hand in mine and walked out. There were less agents in the building that before, because most of them were at social events having fun rather than working, but there were still a few walking around. Some glanced and scowled and some glanced and smiled, but I couldn't care less what they thought about me and Steve. We were dating and that was that. We were Marmite - you either love it or you hate it. And I loved it.
There was a car already waiting outside and we got in. The journey didn't take very long and we got into a deep discussion about why Thor might be a good teacher of Norse mythology. "I mean, he would probably want a suitable cover for when he is here if he so needed." I argued and Steve nodded in agreement. We exited the car and Steve took my hand as we walked into the restaurant.
It was a small, expensive restaurant near the old Avengers Tower that was decorated neatly with beautiful, but not tacky, fairy lights that made the outside look breathtaking. The inside was just as beautiful, the wooden tables decorated with candles and gorgeous cutlery. I would be lying if I said I wasn't excited that everything was symmetrical. OCD was beginning to kick in there. The restaurant was beautiful, full of people chatting and eating, which brought a more comfortable atmosphere to the room.
He took my hand and squeezed it softly. "Come on." He smiled and took me to the table. It made me smile when Steve went forward and pulled out the chair for me. I sat down and he went to sit down opposite me.
"What wine would you like to order?" He asked and I raised an eyebrow at him.
"You trying to get me drunk cap?" I asked and he laughed, raising up his hands in defence.
"Not at all. I just want you to have whatever you want." He smiled and looked back down at his menu. In that moment, I had the sudden realisation that he has changed since I first began more than friends with him. If I had said that a couple of weeks ago, he would have flipped and gone all embarrassed about it. I liked the improved Steve. Of course, he would still have his adorable embarrassing moments, which I still though were super cute, but he had them less now that we were together.
"You spotted anything you like on the menu?" I asked, picking up a menu of my own. My eyes glanced down to the takeaway section. Mmmm...fish and chips.
"Maybe the steak?" he said, but I could see his eyes focused on something else on the menu.
"What else are you looking at?" I asked and he smirked.
"They do fish and chips here..." he told me and I smiled.
"You want them? Because I kinda wanted to get fish and chips. They are one of my favourite dishes."
"Really?" he asked, looking like an excited six year old.
"Of course. I was thinking about ordering it anyway." I told him and I looked out at the restaurant, trying to catch the waiters eye.
"Oh you don't have to get the waiter like that..." he said and I looked at him curiously. "Feel underneath your side of the table." I put my hand under, a little cautious as to what I might find, and felt a button sticking out from under it.
"What is it?" I asked.
"You press it and they come and take your order. Quite efficient don't you think?" he smiled and I pressed the button.
"You say that you need to catch up with the times." I smiled and I saw a waiter come over to our table. He took our order - a fish and chips to share - and we spent the rest of the night talking about the other Avengers, mostly good, the way S.H.I.E.L.D is trying to recover, Steve's artwork and how I would find out about it, Steve buying a house in Brooklyn when he grows up and my new found love for Sushi.
The night went by so quickly. I had never had such a good date, but that was to be expected from Steve as he was such a good conversationalist when you were both interested in each other's opinions, which we were. I spent most of the night smiling, laughing and eating, having the occasional sip of wine to drink as I didn't want to drink myself away so I would forget the details of tonight. I wanted all the memories to stay in my head.
"Thank you." Steve said, paying the bill and we walked out of the restaurant.
"You didn't have to you know." I told him as we got back into the car that had been waiting for us to finish our night. "We could've easily split the bill."
"But I didn't want to. I wanted to treat you. Your my girl and I wouldn't have wanted anything else other than for you to be happy." he told me as we tied ourselves in. His words made my heart clench and I fell a little deeper in love with him after he said that.
"Thank you for the meal anyway. It was lovely."
"Nothing better that fish and chips."
"Well apart from white chocolate." I smiled and he laughed. The journey back seemed to take a little longer, but maybe it was because I was anxious. I really was. What was going to happen when we got back? Where we going to go our separate ways, him giving me a kiss on the cheek or would we go to his room and have full blown out sex? What were the rules? Why is there no handbook for this kind of stuff? Steve obviously had feelings for me, that was evident, and I was worried that our feelings were just going to control us, but in reality, it doesn't matter. We are in the here and now and we have waited too long to hold back any longer.
We got out of the car, thanking the driver as he went under the Avengers Tower to park the car, and went inside.
"Where do you think they've gone tonight?" Steve asked as we got into the elevator.
"I don't know, but I don't think a strip club is Visions scene do you?" I asked and he laughed, only a small blush coming onto his face.
"Hopefully, we will have the place to ourselves." he said absent-mindedly. As soon as he realised the double meaning behind his words, his jaw dropped slightly. "I...i'm really sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I just me-"
"I know." I said and kissed his cheek lightly. "It'll be nice to spend some time together."
We arrived on the Avengers floor and we were both a little hesitant to step out. I mean, who should say what first? His room or my room or no room? "Umm...did you want to-"
Before I knew what I was doing, I had cut his rambles off with a strong kiss to his lips, my hands going straight to either side of his head, keeping him close to me. I needed this. He kissed back with equal strength and his hands went straight to my waist as mine weaved through his hair. His hands slid down, grabbing the tops of my thighs, and hoisting me up so I rested on his hips. I instinctively wrapped my legs around the back of his body to make myself feel better and to have a better grip on him. He supported me by holding my butt and squeezed it, which just made my hunger for him increase.
"Steve...bedroom..." I told him between kisses. He walked across the living room, confident that he wouldn't trip over anything, and before I knew it I was pressed against the wall of the bedroom corridor, outside the door that lead to his room. Our kisses were getting desperate and more and more devouring. I just wanted him.
"Are you...sure...about this?" he asked, having to gasp slightly between words. I pulled back for a moment, the heat between us still high, and rested my head against his.
"Positive." I told him firmly. That was all it took before he took me into his bedroom and undressed me.
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Due to exams and a recent death in the family my life has become awfully stressful and horrible and things are just going mad at the minute. However, I am not here to say that I am quitting this story. I am going to update one time over the next month and a half and then after that I will continue as usual, because that is when my exams finish. Also, I have some chapters of another story stored up in my documents managed and will be posting some instead of the frequent updates of this story. Please don't de-follow this story, because it is still continuing!
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