I'm baaaack! I'm so so so so sorry for the hiatus! Like I said in my previous post, life and school and the dirty whore know as writers block got in the way. But boy have I got a chapter for you! This is a nice long chapter with lots of FLUFF and it's even gonna get a little STEAMY. This is a big night for BOTH COUPLES, so Lucy & Foggy shippers, this should make y'all happy ;) Thank you so much for your patience, now on with the chapter!
Chapter 10: Falling So Fast
The end of the day could not come soon enough.
I spent the entire morning and afternoon in impatient excitement for my date with Matt. I couldn't stop thinking about him.
His beautiful smile that seemed to light up the entire room and make the world feel brighter.
His kind, gentle soul that makes me feel safe whenever I'm around him.
His sweet, seductive lips that send delicious electric shocks through my body every time he kisses me. Lips that I'm dying to taste again.
His deep, soothing voice that was smooth as silk and always makes the neglected parts of my body tingle with excitement. Especially when it deepened into that frustrated growl.
A growl that sounded so familiar…
My mind drifted to the night the masked stranger saved my life.
But that's not possible. Matt's blind. He can't do all that crazy ninja stuff…..can he?
"Iris, can you do me a favor and check on the cookie cups for me, please?" Lucy's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
It took me a second to remember where I was currently at. The bakery. Where I was supposed to be working, wiping down the tables at the present moment. Yet I've been stuck in my head daydreaming. Pull yourself together, girl.
"I'm on it." I replied as I made my way towards the kitchen to the oven, feeling embarrassed for zoning out. "Sorry, Luce. I don't know what's gotten into me."
"Oh I know what's gotten into you, ginger snap." Lucy replied as she finished ringing up a customer. I didn't have to look at her to know she had a knowing smirk on her face.
"Sorry, I can't hear you! I'm pulling the cookie cups out of the oven!" I yelled exaggeratedly as I opened the oven.
I had just barely set down the hot muffin pan of the delicious smelling cookie cups when Lucy popped her head in the doorway.
"Ready for your date tonight, hot stuff?" She asked with a wiggle of her eyebrows.
I let out an excited giggle, "I am now. Thank you so much again for helping me out with the shopping. I promise I'll pay you back."
Lucy waved me off. "Don't even worry about it, hun. Think of it as a housewarming gift. Your kitchen was sorely lacking, I nearly cried. That reminds me, we'll have to set up a day to go shopping for your apartment. We need to liven it up. Like, a lot!"
I nearly dropped the bowl of marshmallow cream I had pulled out of the fridge. "Lucy, that's too much! I don't wanna spend more money than I already have. And I don't feel right having you spend your hard earned money on me."
"Sweetie, don't worry about it!" She replied with a comforting smile and hug. "I'm offering to do this because I want to. I love to help my friends in any way I can, and you've been through so much. I want to help make your new life a happy one."
Speechless and on the brink of tears, I threw myself at Lucy, hugging her fiercely. "How did I get so lucky to have you as my best friend?"
"It was destiny." She replied, hugging me just as tightly. "Maybe I'm a witch and I magically brought you to the bakery."
We burst out into giggles, lightening the mood. "That would make sense," I replied, wiping my tears. "You're extremely resourceful and have a million skills under your belt. It must be witchcraft."
Lucy snorted. "You got me. I made a deal with the Devil for all my powers." She winked.
I nudged her with a chuckle. "Seriously though, is there anything you can't do?"
Lucy stopped to think for a moment before replying, "Play an instrument."
"Well I think I can help you with that. You'll have to join me next time I see my band of gypsies soon." I replied as I thought fondly about my new friends.
Lucy gave a glowing smile in response. "It's a date! And speaking of dates…" Lucy trailed off as she checked the front for customers, seeing none. "It's 4:30 now. What do you say we speed through icing these cookie cups, pop them in the walk-in, and close up for the day? I don't know about you, but I need plenty of time to get ready for my date with Foggy." She winked as she walked over to flip the sign from OPEN to CLOSED.
"You and Foggy have a date tonight?" I asked with interest.
Lucy nodded excitedly. "Yep! He stopped by for a hot second earlier to officially ask me out. We're going dancing!"
My excitement for my friend was slightly summed by disappointment at missing a certain lawyer's visit.
"Foggy was here? I didn't see him or…" I trailed off, feeling discouraged.
"Oh don't worry, sweetie. Matt wasn't here. Foggy left him with a client in the office so he can see me. It was really quick and you were busy back here with the eclairs." Lucy assured me, causing me to breathe a sigh of relief. "Now let's finish up those cookie cups. Our gentlemen await us!"
Later that evening….
I was buzzing with excitement as I finished getting ready, applying some light red lip gloss on my lips. The soulful voice of Doris Troy filling the air.
Just one look and I fell so hard
In love with you uh oh uh oh
I found out how good it feels
To have your love uh oh uh oh
I run a brush through my straightened hair as I looked over my outfit in the mirror: a black short sleeved top with a knee length red lace A line skirt and black ballet flats.
Lace, huh? Nice material for a certain gorgeous lawyer to feel. I'm so proud!
I let out a giggle as I twirled in a circle, causing the skirt to twirl along with me. I started to sing along to the song when a knock on the door stopped me in my tracks.
He's here!
My heart started beating rapidly with excitement as I stopped the music and forced myself to walk calmly to the door. I paused to smooth out my hair and my skirt before answering the door, revealing Matt looking gorgeous as ever, his beautiful brown eyes free from his red glasses, and wearing that sinful black suit and that beautiful smile I love so much.
"Hi, Matt." I greeted breathily in almost a dreamy sigh.
Matt's smile grew as if he knew the effect he had on me. He probably did.
"Hi, Iris. Looking beautiful as ever." He replied as he leaned in to kiss my cheek. At least he would have, if I hadn't quickly turned my head so he could catch my lips instead.
I could feel his smile against my lips as he pulled me closer. I broke our kiss and replied, "I still don't know how you can tell I look beautiful, but if it means doing that every time you say it, then I'll take it."
He let out a breathy chuckle. "You're always beautiful, that's how."
I blushed a bright red as I replied, "You're incorrigible."
"And you're irresistible." He smirked as we repeated our words from this morning.
"And you're still standing out in the hallway." I giggled. "Please come in, make yourself at home."
Matt's smirk grew. "Why thank you, don't mind if I do. But first…" he trailed off before moving his left hand, which I just noticed was hiding behind his back. "I know you said I didn't need to bring anything, but I wanted to start our official date off right."
He held his hand out in front of me, revealing a beautiful and brightly colored bouquet. My fingers caressed his hand as I gently grabbed the vibrant flowers.
"Oh my god, Matt, they're so beautiful! Thank you!" I exclaimed as I inspected the flowers. My heart stopped as I recognized what kind they were. "Are these daisies?"
Matt's eyes lit up to a honey brown, his cheeks turned into a rosy pink as he gave a sweet smile. "Yeah, I remember you said they were your favorite flower."
My eyes started to tear up. I reached up to kiss him properly. "I love them. Thank you so much, Matt. You're so thoughtful, how did I get so lucky?"
Matt gently rubbed his nose against mine affectionately. "You were overdue for some luck to finally come your way."
I let out a soft giggle in response. "That makes sense. Well, Mr. Murdock, shall we make our way to the kitchen and get this date started?"
"We shall, Ms. Roberts." He replied, referring to me by my fake name since he was still in the hallway.
"Lead the way." He finished with a light grasp on my hand, sending delightful tingles up my spine.
This was going to be a fun night.
Foggy
Foggy was practically bouncing on his feet from nerves and excitement as he walked up the steps to Lucy's apartment building. His palms were sweaty as he raised his hand to push the doorbell next to Lucy's name.
"Hello?" Lucy's sultry voice called out through the intercom.
Foggy cleared his throat, "Hi, Lucy. It's Foggy-"
He was quickly cut off by the buzzing of the door and Lucy replying with a smile in her voice. "Come on in!"
With a smile and a racing heartbeat, Foggy quickly opened the door to enter the apartment complex. He nervously ran his fingers through his freshly cut hair, smoothing it back to look a little more tamed. He was about to head towards the stairs when he was stopped by the most beautiful vision he'd ever seen.
As if time had slowed down, there was Lucy, walking down the stairs wearing a seductive red dress made of silk that was clinging to those sinful curves. Her long dark wavy hair bounced with each step, the light shining off it like a halo around her head. Her red painted lips rose into a sweet flirty smile as she looked at him.
Foggy had to resist the urge to pinch himself. How the hell did I get so lucky to be around this elegant goddess? If this is a dream, I never wanna wake up.
Foggy had just remembered how to breathe again once Lucy reached the bottom of the stairs.
"Hello, Foggy. You're looking handsome as ever." Lucy greeted, her sultry voice sending shivers down his spine.
Foggy's mouth dried up, he couldn't form any words as the brunette siren reached up and ran her dainty fingers through his now short hair. "I love the new hair."
"I got it cut." Foggy managed to say, cringing at how stupid he must have sounded.
Lucy giggled, "It suits you. You look very dashing."
"So do you- I mean you look stunning!" Foggy stammered, his face flushing.
Remembering the flowers he was holding behind his back, he handed them to the raven haired beauty. "These are for you. I remember you said they were your favorite."
Lucy's heart fluttered as she gazed at the bouquet of deep red dahlias and roses.
"Oh my god, they're so beautiful! Thank you, Foggy!" She caught Foggy by surprise as she planted a sweet kiss on his lips.
Foggy could've sworn his heart had stopped beating the moment he got a brief taste of those seductive lips of hers.
Before he could get carried away with his thoughts, Lucy grabbed his hand and led him up the stairs. "Let me just put these in some water and then we can go, okay?"
"Yeah, sure, no problem." Foggy managed to reply. Real eloquent, Nelson.
Lucy was in and out of her apartment in no time, her smile as bright as ever. "Okay, I'm all set!"
Foggy cleared his throat as he held out his arm for Lucy.
"Ready for a night of dancing, Ms. Addams?" Foggy asked, trying to be as suave as possible.
Lucy let out a breathy giggle as she grasped his offered arm. "Lead the way, Mr. Nelson."
Iris
"So what's on the menu for tonight?" Matt asked as he set aside his jacket and started rolling up his sleeves.
I turned my gaze away from those enticing hands of his to start pulling out the ingredients from the fridge. Don't get all hot and bothered so soon or this night is gonna be torture!
"Matt, you are in for a treat tonight!" I replied with excitement. "We're gonna have tiramisu cupcakes, cannolis, and limoncello gelato. I made the gelato earlier since it needed a few hours to chill in the freezer, so we'll have that one last."
"Sounds amazing, Iris." Matt smiled. "A three course Italian dessert is an interesting choice." He said with a knowing smirk.
"I thought it would be fitting since our first date was Italian food. And...that was honestly one of the best nights I have ever had. I guess I wanted to relive that. I guess that's kinda silly." I avoided looking at him as I replied with a burning blush.
I felt Matt's hand caress my back. "No it's not. I love it." He replied fondly. "That was a wonderful night for me too, one I can't stop thinking about. So maybe this can become a tradition for us, if you'd like."
I looked up at him, and I swear I could feel my heart bursting at the seams with affection for this amazing man. His kind words, and his sweet face has me falling so fast beyond my control.
"I'd love that." I simply replied. I cleared my throat to shake myself out of my bubble. "Now how about we get started? Which would you like to start on first?"
Matt took a moment to think before he replied. "Let's do the cupcakes first, and then we can work on the cannolis while they're in the oven."
"You read my mind." I nudged him with a wink. "Ooh I got some wine, by the way! Let's crack that open, put on some more music, and get our baking on."
"Great idea. Just don't get me too drunk and try to take advantage of me, Ms. Williams." Matt smirked as he called me by my real name.
"Oh damn, you caught me. Just don't try to sue me, Mr. Murdock." I replied as I handed him a glass of Stella Rosa Black.
"I make no promises." Matt smirked once more as our glasses clinked before taking a sip. "You might have to persuade me with these enticing desserts you have planned."
I took a huge gulp of wine to swallow down the lump that formed in my throat from the way his sensual voice affected me. "Then let's get started, shall we?"
Foggy
Swing 46 turned out to be a great choice of venue for Foggy and Lucy's date. The Jazz club had dim lighting reflecting on the red walls for an intimate atmosphere, the tables each had a lit candle to add romance to the aesthetic. The band on stage filling the air with big band jazz that had several couples on the dance floor. Foggy, however, could not take his eyes off Lucy. Her radiance glowed brighter than the lights themselves, her smile growing as she watched the couples dancing energetically.
She turned to Foggy, reaching for his hand. "This place is wonderful, Foggy! How did you find it?"
Foggy smiled, "I looked online for places to go swing dancing and this place was at the top of the list. I figured you weren't into those techno rave kind of places."
Lucy laughed, "And you'd be right! I hate that music. And their idea of dancing is too raunchy for my taste. This is more my speed."
Foggy smiled in relief, wanting to pat himself on the back for doing good so far. He didn't want to do anything to screw this up.
The waiter came back to their table with the red wine they ordered. The couple placed their orders for their dinner, and the waiter had left them alone once more.
Foggy held up his glass to her in a toast, "Here's to what I hope will be an amazing night with the most beautiful woman in the world."
Lucy's cheeks flushed a rosy pink as she held up her own glass to Foggy's, "And here's what I know will be an amazing night with the handsomest, sweetest, most adorable man in the world."
Their adoring smiles shined brighter than the candles as their glasses clinked before taking the first sip.
"So I gotta ask," Lucy started, "What's it like being a hotshot defense attorney?"
Foggy chuckled. "Not as glamorous as you think. Sometimes our cases are successful, sometimes they're not. Some clients are actually innocent, some not so much. Sometimes we're struggling with keeping our little "law firm that could" afloat. It has its ups and downs, that's for sure."
"But you love it." Lucy replied knowingly.
With a smiling shrug, Foggy replied, "I do. Times have been rough for Matt and I, but we both love what we do. Helping those that really need it, is pretty rewarding. We were offered jobs at this hotshot law firm Landman and Zack when we finished our internship. It would've meant great pay no doubt. But…"
"They're soulless assholes?" Lucy interjected.
"Yeah!" Foggy chuckled. "How did you guess?"
"My sister Gwen dated one of their attorneys." Lucy replied. "She visited him there and got to see what heartless douchebags they were. Safe to say, she's not seeing him anymore."
"Wow, she dodged a bullet there." Foggy commented.
"Sure did! That guy was a prick." Lucy agreed. "Well if you guys are ever in a bind money wise, I'd be happy to help. Like a silent partner or investor, or maybe I can have you guys on retainer! Being a business owner, it's good to have legal help."
Where did this goddess come from? Foggy was in awe of this woman offering to help when that was the last thing he would ever ask of her.
"Lucy," Foggy started as he held her hand. "I'm not asking you for money. I could never ask that of you. Matt and I will be fine, you don't need to trouble yourself over it. And you certainly don't need to lose your hard earned money over us."
Lucy relented, "Okay, I'll drop it for now. But I'll have you know, losing money isn't really something I have to worry about."
"Well you're an amazing baker, so that doesn't really surprise me." Foggy replied with praise.
"Well baking isn't the only thing I specialize in." Lucy stated as she took a sip of her wine. "I actually first got into carpentry with my dad as a kid. That came in handy when I was old enough to start working. Made pretty good money building furniture, doing home repairs, reupholster furniture, stuff like that. Then my mom got Gwen and I interested in dress making; made really good money making gowns for prom, doing alterations, and that kind of stuff. Ooh! Gwen actually owns the cutest pinup boutique in the upper east side, I'll have to take you over there to meet her sometime soon! She's a total doll, you'll love her. So yeah...financially, I guess I'm pretty comfortable."
Foggy sat completely awestruck, his jaw dropped practically to the floor.
Who IS this woman?! She's incredible! She's not only gorgeous, she's independent, brilliant, talented, thoughtful and so sweet. What is this goddess doing with a guy like me? She could have any guy she wants, and yet she's here with me. Don't fuck this up, Nelson. You'll never find an amazing woman like this one again.
Foggy's thoughts spoke so loud in his head, but he snapped out of his stunned silence.
"You're the most incredible woman I've ever met." He declared with genuine admiration, causing Lucy's cheeks to redden.
"Thank you!" She delightfully replied. "Most guys are usually intimidated by me. My last boyfriend certainly was." She rolled her eyes.
Foggy's eyes met hers as he leaned in closer. "Those guys were idiots who didn't appreciate you for the amazing, kickass woman you are. They clearly didn't deserve you, so it's their loss, and hopefully my gain."
Lucy's radiant smile was bright enough to light up Vegas. She couldn't help but fall even harder for the handsome blonde teddy bear. His intelligent mind, his kindness, his humor, and his genuine expression of his feelings even when he's awkward are so incredibly endearing. She wanted him so bad, and she's positive that the feeling was mutual.
The mood was heightened as the band started the beginning chords of "Sway".
When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me sway
Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more
Foggy straightened his tie as he rose out of his chair, holding his hand out to Lucy. "May I have this dance?"
Lucy's heart started racing as she eagerly grabbed his hand. "Oh god yes."
They made their way to the dance floor, the sensual song drawing more couples to dance along. Yet as Foggy held Lucy so intimately close to himself, they swayed together and it felt as if they were the only people in the room. For all they saw was each other.
Iris
"So this is basically a line dance?" Matt asked, holding me close with my back to his chest as we were slowly going over the steps of the rockabilly stroll together.
"Yep." I replied, trying to sound casual while my heart is beating like a racing jackrabbit from being in such an intimate position. "You can do this to a slow or fast song. And you're basically going in a circle. Lucy and I were drunk off our asses when she was teaching me, I'm honestly amazed I remembered it." I finished with a chuckle, causing Matt to laugh along with me.
"I wish I could've been there for that." He commented with a cheeky smile.
"Oh god no!" I exclaimed, my face turning bright red as I remembered all the things I said that night. "I'm a very silly drunk and I'd be too embarrassed for you to witness that." That's putting it mildly.
Matt chuckled in response. "I'm sure you're an adorable drunk, but I'll drop it for now." Thank god. "How much longer till the cupcakes cool?"
It took me a second to remember our desserts. The cannolis were done, the fillings and cupcake frosting were already done, we just needed the cupcakes to cool before icing them.
"I think they can stand another 10 minutes or so to cool." I replied, not wanting to leave his arms.
"Perfect." He smiled. "Let's put on a good song and take this dance on a test run."
With a gentle squeeze on his hand, I stepped away to the stereo to look through my new CDs. I put in the newest Tiger Army CD and skipped to my new favorite song "Valentina".
The sweet opening riffs filled the air as Matt held his hand out to me with that beautiful smile of his; not hesitating to twirl me into his arms, causing me to giggle as we fell into the dance steps, swaying together.
Valentina, you are the one for me
Valentina, you are the one who carries my heart
Oh yeah
Valentina, how I have waited for you
Valentina, driving me crazy my love
Come back again
We met baby on a hot summer night
Now it's the autumn and I can't get it right without you
I want to be your man
A golden desert with an ultraviolet sky
Up and down the city streets and all throughout the night
For you and I the time is at hand
"I like this song." Matt said. "Who is this?"
"Tiger Army. I met a group of musicians the other day, and one of them is really into rockabilly and psychobilly, so she recommended them to me. They've pretty much become my new favorite band." I replied as we continued dancing our stroll.
"I can see why. They're great." Matt replied. "I'd love to meet your friends some time, if that's okay with you of course. They sound pretty cool."
The thought of Matt wanting to meet my friends made me so giddy with joy. After spending so long in isolation because Paul wanted all my attention on him, it fills my heart with joy and excitement that Matt is the complete opposite of that. I wonder if I'll ever get used to it.
"I'd love for you to meet them." I replied with a smile. "You'll have to join me next time I meet up to jam with them. They're a colorful band of Gypsies, that's for sure. I hope you like them."
Matt nuzzled against my cheek as he sweetly replied, "If they make you happy just by talking about them, then I already like them. The thought of you happy makes me happy."
I couldn't stop smiling as I leaned closer against him as we slowed our dancing to a gentle sway.
Forever angel there's no limit on my love That's what happens when someone is sent from up above
And I'm falling, so fast
Valentina, you are the one for me
Valentina, you are the one who carries my heart
Oh yeah
Valentina, how I have waited for you
Valentina, driving me crazy my love
Come back again
There was a peaceful moment of silence before the next song started. I turned in Matt's embrace so that we were facing each other, still swaying together.
"You're a good dancer." I commented, running my fingers through his soft brown hair. His eyes closed as he leaned into my touch.
"I have a good teacher, who's as talented as she is beautiful." He smiled flirtatiously, caressing my hand.
I couldn't control the blush heating up my face once more. "You're incorrigible."
Matt smirked at the familiar words. "And you're irresistible."
"And…" I started before the loud growl of my empty stomach made itself known. "I'm hungry."
Matt let out a laugh, "I think it's time for our dessert."
After we iced the cupcakes, Matt gathered them along with the cannolis onto a large plate while I pulled the gelato out of the freezer and grabbed some spoons before leading him to the couch.
"Okay, so what shall we try first?" I asked him.
Matt contemplated before replying, "I'm curious about that limoncello gelato…"
"Sounds good!" I said as I reached for the spoons and scooped out two large spoonfuls of the gelato before handing one to Matt. "Bon appetité."
I lightly clinked my spoon against his before eating the cold, smooth, creamy, lemony, delicious gelato. It came out better than I thought it would!
Matt apparently shared the sentiment as he let out a deep groan. "Oh my god, Iris, this is amazing!"
"Really? You really like it?" I asked, beaming with pride.
"I love it!" He exclaimed, reaching for the gelato to get more. "You did an amazing job, sweetheart. You should sell this at the bakery."
My heart skipped a beat at him calling me "sweetheart". I don't know if he meant to say it, or if it was a slip of the tongue, but I wanted him to keep calling me that. Paul always called me "Princess", which I really came to hate. It made me feel like a doll, like he owned me. But Matt calling me something so sweet and simple as "Sweetheart", made me feel warm and cherished. Funny how something so simple and common as that term of endearment can affect me so much.
"You're too kind," I blushed in reply. "I probably could sell this, but I kinda like the idea of this just being for us." I shyly looked away, helping myself to some more gelato.
Matt reached over to gently tilt my chin up. "I kinda like that too."
We smiled in our moment of silence. I cleared my throat, "What shall we try next?"
"I'll let you pick." He replied as he set aside the gelato container.
I looked over our plate, and I reached for a cannoli. I held it up to his sweet, tempting lips. "Open up."
With a teasing smirk, Matt opened his mouth and bit into the cannoli. The moans he let out were damn near sinful.
"That's delicious." He groaned, eating the rest of the treat. "You have a real talent, Iris."
"I can't take all the credit, Matt." I replied, helping myself to a cannoli. It really was delicious. "You did an excellent job with the mascarpone filling."
Matt smiled and shook his head in protest. "I only did the mixing for your recipe, Ms. Williams."
"I object, Mr. Murdock. Maybe you have the magic touch and it made the mixture even better." I argued in jest.
"I guess we'll have to agree to disagree, huh, counselor?" Matt teased with that sexy smirk.
"I guess so, fellow counselor." I replied, giggling over our lawyer banter.
Matt reached for one of the cupcakes and held it up to the general direction of my lips. "Now I believe we have one dessert left, and I think it's only right for you to have the first bite this time."
I placed my hand on his wrist, my fingertips lightly caressing his pulse as I leaned forward to bite into the cupcake. This time I was the one moaning as the flavors of coffee, cocoa, vanilla, and mascarpone exploded in my mouth. I could feel Matt's pulse racing in reaction to the noises I made. It was good to see I wasn't the only one getting a little excited.
I gently took the cupcake out of his hand and held it up to his lips, not realizing that we scooted even closer to each other to the point that I was practically on his lap. The tension that had been building throughout the night was becoming too much to bear.
"Want a taste?" I asked, reduced to a whisper.
Matt's eyes were dark and dilated, his breathing heavy against my fingers. He opened his mouth to take a small bite of the cupcake, his teeth lightly grazed my fingers, making shivers run down my spine. He slid his arm around me to pull me closer; I was fully straddled on his lap now, and I still couldn't get close enough.
"Perfect." He whispered back, his voice deliciously deeper.
A part of my mind kept nagging about how familiar he sounded. But all I cared about at that moment was tasting those perfect lips again. Lips that were now slightly covered in mascarpone frosting.
"You have some frosting on your lip." I breathily pointed out, my body heating up with arousal.
Matt set down the half eaten cupcake, pulling me closer. I became fully aware of the hardness that formed in his lap.
"Where?" He asked, almost sounding coy if it weren't for that deep and sexy voice of his.
I leaned my forehead against his, our heavy breaths intermingling. I raised my trembling finger to his lips, wiping off the smidge of frosting. His lips caught my finger, sucking the tip into his mouth, his tongue licking off the frosting. The heat throbbing between my legs became unbearable.
"There." I replied, remembering how to speak.
That was the trigger word to snap the tension in two. Matt didn't spare another second before he finally pulled me to his lips into the most intense kiss I've ever had.
He wrapped his arms around me in a vice-like grip, I had one hand grasping his broad shoulder, and the other in his hair to push his mouth closer to mine.
His tongue dominantly gained entrance past my lips, electricity ran through my body as his sinful tongue eagerly caressed mine. He let out a deep groan that vibrated through me.
I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist as I started to grind my arousal into his, causing him to let out an animalistic growl that made me dampen even more. His hands slid down to get a firm grip on my ass, grinding my hips even harder against his.
I pulled away from his swollen lips to take a breath, letting out a loud, desperate moan. Matt's grip tightened at the sound, his lips kissing and sucking at my neck as he grinded even harder against me.
I moaned even louder, my body felt so aroused and alive for the first time in my life. I didn't want it to end!
"I want you." I whispered into his ear, my voice shaky from desire. "I want you so bad."
I lightly bit his earlobe, causing him let out a deep groan. He lowered me to the couch, I was now on my back with Matt right on top of me.
He pulled back to meet my eyes. His brown eyes dark with lust, it was easy to forget that he couldn't see.
"Is this okay?" He asked sweetly, gently caressing my cheek.
My heart melted at how even in an intense state of arousal, Matt was willing to stop to make sure I wanted this. I didn't think I could possibly desire him even more than I already did, but he managed to prove me wrong. This is the first time I've ever had control in a situation like this, and I'll be damned if we stopped now.
"Yes." I replied before running my fingers through his hair, yanking him back to my lips once more.
Foggy
The date went better than Foggy could've ever hoped for. He and Lucy danced the night away, stopped to eat their dinner, talked and laughed, and danced some more. A couple guys had asked Lucy for a dance, and she turned them down flat, only having eyes for Foggy.
Foggy had gotten tossed aside by girls in similar situations in the past, but Lucy proved once again that she was a whole other league from those girls. Being with her made him feel like a king, and he took pleasure in treating her like a Goddess.
The night was sadly coming to an end as Foggy walked Lucy to her apartment building. Like a gentleman, he opened the door for her and walked her to the stairs.
"I had a wonderful time, Foggy." Lucy turned to him with a smile. "This has been the best date I've ever had in a long time."
Foggy beamed with pure joy. "Thanks, Lucy. I had a wonderful time too."
Lucy grinned as they began their ascent up the stairs, however, it was slowed to a stop by Foggy who was now three steps behind her.
"Everything okay?" Lucy asked out of concern.
Foggy cleared his throat to ease his sudden nerves before he spoke.
"Lucy, I'm about to make a fool of myself with what I'm about to say, but I gotta say it." He started, gazing into her beautiful grey eyes. "I don't have the best history with women. Some don't find me attractive, sometimes I tend to come on a little strong, I do stupid things to get close to them. In college, I took a language class for Punjabi just to try to date a girl who was taking it for God sakes. It didn't work out and I just wasted my time learning Punjabi when I should've taken Spanish instead!" He let out an embarrassed laugh. "The point is, I've been turned down a lot, and the few relationships I've had were disasters. But none of those women have ever truly made me feel the way I feel when I'm with you." Lucy smiled, Foggy continued. "You're the most beautiful and exciting woman I've ever met in my whole life! You're so sweet, funny, smart, you have all these amazing skills that I wish I knew how to do. You're incredible. You're a goddess! I love your quirks, I love your style...I love you." Lucy let out a gasp. "I know it's so soon, and I know we haven't known each other for very long, but I can't help it. I know what I feel for you is real, and I can't waste another minute hesitating or thinking about 'What if?'. You make me enjoy my life, you make me want to be a better man. You are the woman of my dreams, Lucy Addams. You are my Morticia. And I wish so badly to be your Gomez. But if you don't feel the same way, just tell me and I'll underst-"
Foggy was cut off by Lucy's lips claiming his in a passionate kiss. His heart was bursting as he held her closer, deepening their kiss. She tasted of wine and sweet vanilla, and he was addicted. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he would ever get to have an amazing woman like Lucy in his arms. If this was a dream, he sure as hell didn't wanna wake up.
The kiss ended too soon for his liking, but Lucy's lips hovered over his as she passionately whispered, "I love you too."
Foggy's heart stopped. He couldn't believe this was happening. He was finally going to be loved back.
Lucy ran her fingers through his short blonde hair. Her other hand grabbed his tie as she asked seductively, "Would you like to stay the night ...Mon Cher?"
Foggy felt goosebumps rise on his skin at the familiar French term.
"Cara Mia." He replied as he scooped his Morticia into his arms and carried her up the stairs to her apartment, where they would stay for the rest of the night.
Iris
The music had long ago stopped, and the only sounds that could be heard were our lips kissing, and the moans that followed.
My body was on fire from Matt's heated touch. His sinful hands were everywhere; touching my face to feel my reactions to him, touching and squeezing my breasts after I insisted that it was okay; caressing my thighs with those burning fingertips and venturing so close yet so far from where I really wanted his touch.
I just wanted our clothes off already!
His hardness grinding into the heat between my legs was the most delicious form of torture. Matt was delicious period. His hair unkempt from my ministrations, his shirt unbuttoned with his white undershirt blocking my view of his naked torso hiding underneath, his perfect lips red and swollen from or kissing, his brown eyes now almost black from desire. His pants, I could tell, were noticeably tighter due to his more than impressive hardened arousal.
I was right! I knew it was big!
Feeling it was amazing, but now I wanted to see it. Matt's hips stuttered as I started unbuckling his belt.
"Are you sure?" He stopped to ask me, gently holding my wrists.
I kissed him in response. "Yes. I want this. I want you." I moved his hand up my inner thigh, closer and closer to my heat. I was desperate for him, I was begging, "Touch me. Please."
Matt was breathing heavy as his fingertips grazed the outside of my panties, he groaned hungrily at how wet I was.
Just as he was about to pull my panties off, he stopped.
His head popped up and titled as if he heard something, his body stiffened in alarm.
"What's wrong?" I asked, breathless and confused and the sudden interruption.
Matt looked down at me, regret on his face as he said the dreaded words, "I have to go."
"What?!" I exclaimed as I sat up when he stood from the couch. "Why?"
Matt hurriedly buckled his belt, and reached for his jacket. "There's something I have to do, I don't have time to explain." He turned and walked over to me, "I'm so sorry."
"I don't understand. What is it you have to do that you have to leave like this?" I frowned, starting to feel my insecurities creep back. "Is it me? Did I do something wrong? Am I moving too fast, because I thought we were having a good time."
Matt reached for my face with both hands and eagerly replied, "No, no, God no, it's not you at all! This night, being here with you has been amazing! I just have something urgent to take care of." He leaned in and kissed my fiercely and tenderly. "I'll make it up to you, I promise."
He let me go and made his way to the door. "I gotta go, but I swear I'll come by. I'll call you. Goodnight, Iris."
And with that, he was gone.
My heart was beating loudly from the adrenaline, my appearance was no doubt as unkempt as Matt's was, and my earlier arousal changed into full blown frustration and confusion. And all I could do was ask myself:
"What the fuck was that?!"
Later That Night
I couldn't bring myself to call Lucy, no matter how badly I wanted to. She was most likely still on her date with Foggy, and I wouldn't forgive myself if I interrupted them. Claire's out of the question, she's either working at the hospital or asleep. And my band of gypsies don't know the intimate details of my life yet, so I can't call any of them. And I still can't bring myself to actually talk to my mom yet, no matter how much I want to hear her voice again. So I just settled for taking a cold shower and shamelessly eating almost all of the remaining desserts myself.
I just didn't understand what the hell happened, and it's frustrating the hell out of me. He left so abruptly and was annoyingly vague, and I was having the female equivalent of blue balls.
The least he could've done was give me my first real orgasm before running off. I should buy a damn vibrator.
I decided to walk up to the roof level and get some fresh air. I needed to get out of that apartment, all I could smell was Matt, and it just kept frustrating me. The air was cool, the city was lit up, yet the world fell silent. My thoughts were too loud, maybe the silence can clear my head. I looked up at the starlit sky for answers that I won't get.
I was pulled away from my thoughts when I heard a sudden crashing noise behind me. The rooftop was dark, and I was the only one up here. I was on high alert. I looked for a possible defense weapon, finding an empty beer bottle. It'll have to do.
I slowly walked in the direction of the noise, where I heard a pained grunt.
"Who's there?" I asked, trying not to sound scared.
I heard more grunting and shuffling as I found the source of the noise. I immediately dropped the beer bottle when I saw a familiar figure under the light.
There in his familiar black attire, leaning in pain against the wall of the doorway, was Daredevil. Bloodied and wounded.
Annnnnd that's it for now! I know I'm mean for the cliffhanger, but don't worry, I'm working on the next one as we speak! I hope you guys liked it, PLEASE be sure to comment on this chapter and let me know what you think, feedback makes me happy! Until next time...*kiss noise*