Author: Jesse
Title: Midnight Surprise
Disclaimer: Still not mine, gosh, what a pity. So please don't sue me when I borrow them for my purposes. Can I keep Brennan in the box under my bed for future pleasure? Please, pretty please?
Authors note: To all my lovely and patient reviewers: This is the End, finally! I have to move over to the Rated R section but oh well. I am old enough! Now I have to find another idea and believe me, there will be more to read from me. Already had an idea earlier but it seemed I've lost it in the cause of action here. I go and find it, even if I have to go into the very fires of Mount Doom and fight Sauron himself, hehe! Ups, wrong story, forgive me! But here you all go now! Read and Enjoy!
Reviews: Don't you forget them!!!!!!!!!
Midnight Surprise~~~~~~~
‚I think, I am making Brennan nervous.'
Emma had to smile at the thought. She was still standing at her open door, unsure which move would be wise to do next. Just go back to her room or take control over the situation and confront him.
She put a streak of her hair back behind her ear. Surprised she realised that her fingers were trembling slightly. Who was nervous now?
She turned around and grabbed the doorknob, taking another step.
'No, not this time…'
Determined she closed the door before she walked on silent feet over to his room. Without making a single sound Emma slipped into it, looking around for Brennan but he wasn't there. Her cheeks flushed when she heard the shower running, imagining him wet and naked under the pouring water.
A few steps brought her to the door which was not really closed. Through the steam she saw his form like a shadow. He didn't move. The running water was the only thing moving.
Her hand came up and pushed the door a little more open for a better access. But no, wait, a better idea crossed her mind.
Smiling, she turned off the lights and headed back into the room to let the idea in her head come to life…
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Brennan grew cold under the streaming water. After an eternity as it seemed he turned it off and grabbed the towel nearby.
He shook his head and with a sigh he ran his hands through his hair, pushing it back out of his face. Carelessly he pulled the towel around his hip until it held, not bothering with drying himself off. Silvery pearls ran down his well formed chest, over his muscled stomach until they were picked up by the towel.
His feet made wet footprints on the carpet when he left the bathroom but this was the least of his problems.
It was a pitch black night, although it was full Moon. Stars and the planet hidden beneath a shield of clouds. A weather that could let you feel very lost especially when you're already lonely.
Brennan wondered why he'd turned off the light. Instead of switching it back on, he headed towards his bed in the dark.
Still angry with himself he shook his head furiously, sending gleaming drops of water all over the bed. A tiny little sound, like the surprised intake of breath was heard but the tall Mutant didn't notice. He pulled the blanket aside and jumped under it, wet as he was.
Thoughts played catch-me-if-you-can in his head, pushing Emma's face always into the foreground. Restless he turned on his right side, facing the window, trying to catch a glimpse of a star but it was to dark outside. Something irritated Brennan, had caught his eye without even being really visibly. Something on the floor.
He fished for it, stretching his arm as far as he could and managed to grab the thing laying on the ground. It was piece of clothes.
'How did this get down here?' Brennan couldn't remember throwing it there when he caught the light hint of perfume. He felt around and figured it was a skirt, he held in his hands.
'Who's is this?' He talked out loud with himself, surprised by what he'd found in his room.
"Mine."
A soft voice answered and let Brennan swirl around like the wind, leaving his hair in wild, wet curls around his head. His heart lost it's beat for a moment when he saw the shadow of a body beside him, covered with the same blanket he had thrown over his wet body.
Right this moment the clouds in the dark nights sky headed in different directions and the pale light of the moon broke through, bathing the room in silvery brightness. It was enough to lighten up the smile on Emma's face as she saw the astonished look on his face. His mouth dropped open. Emma lifted her hand and closed it, tracing the curve of his jaw with one finger.
"I thought, I have to take the lead in this game of ours, since you ain't brave enough to make the first move!"
Brennan had found his voice back. Softly he only whispered to her like he wouldn't want to disturb the peace of the night.
"But I did! I kissed you…"
Emma moved closer until he felt her words more than he heard them close to his face.
"That wasn't a move. This is one…"
Her fingertips touched his chest, letting them gently run down his wet skin, forming every single muscle she felt like a sculpture carved out of stone. He felt his skin crawl in anticipation under her touch.
For a second he saw the shimmer in her eyes before her soft lips touched his, capturing more of his attention within a sweet kiss, growing more passionate with desire the longer it took.
Emma pushed Brennan on his back, placing herself with all her length on his body. Her hands slid over his shoulders, down his arms and back up again, moving to his bare chest, still slightly wet from his shower.
Brennan voice was more a low purring than everything else:
"What are you doing Lovely?"
She bend down to kiss him again. He felt the smile in it.
"Touching you! Making sure this is for real because I wanted to do this for a while and I thought I might have strayed into a dream. This is almost to good to be true."
Brennan's arms came around, taking her in a deep embrace and another passionate kiss. One of his hands moved to the clasp of her bra while the other explored the curve of her hip, the small of her back. Emma gasped as his hand slipped between her legs at the same time her bra fell open under his experienced hands.
She made no move to stop him, on the contrary. Quickly she got rid of the loose piece from her underwear, following the tall Mutant's lead up with her body until he could touch the tip of her breasts with his tongue. Desire filled her when he started to suck on her nipples, biting gently down the hard little peaks.
His fingers pushed her cotton slip aside and into her. She couldn't hold the tiny gasp and the arching up from her body, against his hand.
"Brennan, please!"
"What do you want my Angel?"
His sweet laughter filled the room when he sat up, lifting her on his lap, pulling her closer, pushing his erection against the towel and the heat of her shivering body. He felt her wetness on his fingers and on her little slip, amazed to be the reason for it.
Brennan knew what she wanted, knew, what he wanted but he needed to hear it.
"Tell me."
He placed butterfly-kisses all over her breasts, playing a bit more with her nipples, circling them with his tongue. With one hand under her bottom he lifted her up until he was able to move the tip of his hard member between her legs, teasing her through the towel and the slip.
Boiling with desire, Emma tried to grab the towel and pull it away but Brennan took her arms in a strong grip, leaving her helpless and almost weeping from denied pleasure. Silent tears streamed down her face while the thought of not being any longer in control crossed her mind.
Breathless, she captured his hot lips with her own, sucking hard on the tongue pushing into her mouth. Her hip moved with a mind of his own but Brennan gave way. He broke away, holding her motionless for a second. His eyes found hers, forcing her to look at him.
"Just tell me what it is you want!"
He moved closer, his tongue tracing a wet line over her shuddering lips.
"Say it!"
Brennan's own breathing was sharp. Emma felt the steam of hot air touching her skin and she lost it.
"I want you! Inside of me! Take me… Please Brennan!"
Strong hands ripped the cotton from her hip, letting go of Emma's arms, who took hold of Brennan's shoulders, almost tearing his skin with her fingernails. Swiftly he pulled the towel from his hips and with one hard stroke he pushed deep into her, staying there without moving any more for what felt like an eternity.
He gasped. "You feel…"
"So good", she finished for him.
Brennan didn't leave Emma with his eyes before he moved almost completely out of her, very slowly and then back in.
Panting, Emma bit his lower lip. "This is agonizing. Move faster!"
Brennan shook his head.
"Not yet", he answered. "I want it to last."
"God, Brennan!"
He slid into her again, still slow and now very careful. He wanted to taste her, so he let his tongue slide over her neck, placing more kisses all over it.
Brennan's strokes were getting a bit faster. He knew that he wouldn't be able to hold out for much longer. He felt Emma lifting her hips to meet him and had to close his eyes.
'Emma', he thought. 'Emma. God'.
The dark haired Mutant picked up the pace a little more, his movements in her were becoming more powerful, but he was still careful not to hurt her. Emma was moaning aloud now.
Emma whispered in his ear, clasping around his neck, pulling him even closer as he already was.
"I could come just from that!"
Brennan heard her words and couldn't hold out any longer. He pushed into her again, hard, deep and she cried out, clawing helplessly on his shoulders, leaving deep, red marks on his skin.
The sudden pain and her muscles tightening around him, pulling him into her even more, brought him over the edge. He let out a cry of his own, burying his face in her shoulder.
For a long moment they stayed like that until their breathing was back to normal. After hours it seemed, Brennan let them both fall back into the cushions of the bed, still holding Emma in a strong embrace, his softness sliding out of her.
She let out a satisfied sigh, cuddling closer into Brennan's strong arms.
"That wasn't to difficult."
Brennan laughed softly. "Not at all. It will be difficult to hide the marks you left on my back. Jesse wants to exercise tomorrow."
Emma yawned into his neck and he pulled the blanket around her, so she would be warm enough. "Wear a shirt!"
She didn't hear Brennan's answer anymore, a sweet laughter or didn't feel his lips blowing a light kiss on her forehead. Sleep overtook her and with it the dreams of a future together.
The End
