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The glaring headlights passed Mary Margaret's small station wagon. She blinked twice, then smiled across the gap in the seat at her boyfriend, who grinned back. They were driving home from late work at the school. She swallowed nervously. They pulled up to the Granny's Diner and shuffled inside. The lights were off.
"Why are the lights off inside? I thought we were... no. No, no, you're not making me go in there. No, let's go." She pleaded to him. He dragged her inside anyway. She stood in the dark for a few seconds, then the lights flashed on.
"Surprise!" The guests all ran up to hug their favourite schoolteacher and neighbor. They all wished her a happy birthday, but she couldn't hear them. She felt numb and heartbroken and awful. She would wait twenty minutes, then run away like they stole some of Granny's lasagna. Her best friend grabbed her by the shoulders.
"Look, I told them not to do this and that your birthday is a sensitive topic, but they thought it would be a nice surprise."
"Thanks anyways, David, though I can honestly say it is the opposite of nice." He chuckled softly at her comment and hugged her tight. Suddenly, someone else came up behind her.
"Guess who," She shouted.
"Hi, Ruby." She sat at a booth with Ruby. She stared off into space, then her eyes fixed on David and Kathryn. They snuggled up to each other in another booth. It made her sick to her stomach. Yes, they were both dating other people, but she didn't have the guts to tell him how she felt. They had a chance to date, they even flirted for a while, but Kathryn got in the way. They've been together for six months now, and was never intending to let go of him. She was always the slightest bit nervous when she was alone with him, but she missed her chance. They always felt that way about each other, and were clearly eyeing each other, and might've had some conversations about it, but it always lead to the heart-wrenching feeling when they introduced each other to their significant others. Particularly, when she started dating a woman shortly after coming out as bi. he couldn't bear it. He wanted her in his arms.
But he couldn't. He couldn't have George hassle him about losing his business transaction with her father, and he loved Kathryn. Didn't he? He looked at Mary Margaret longingly. She was laughing at something Ruby said. Her smile radiated happiness, but her eyes were the window to her heartbreak and hurt.
Mary Margaret got up to get air, and David followed behind her. He grabbed her shoulder after walking out the door.
"Mare, are you okay?" She glared at him, then tears filled her eyes and she turned from him. He grabbed her in a giant hug, to carry her, for she would collapse if he let go. She sunk to the ground and sat there.
"I'm broken. I'm really broken. I want to put on a happy face, but I just can't. I'm tired, I don't feel like myself anymore. And I miss my mom," She wept. He understood completely.
"I miss mine too." They sat on the concrete sidewalk, crying in each other's arms, holding each other like glue, trying to keep each other together, but even then, there were still cracks that would never heal. But they could try. She leaned over to him and kissed him. He pulled back.
"Mare, this isn't fair. I can't take advantage of you, like this. I have a girlfriend, you have a boyfriend." She ignored him and deepened the kiss. This time, he didn't protest. He grabbed her arms, and ran down the street to her apartment. She felt bad for leaving Toby behind, but he has the keys and the car.
She giggled as she fumbled the keys into the lock, knowing full well that this was a mistake they were willing to make together. Finally the lock gave in and opened, he couldn't wait. He pressed her against the door, kissing and biting her neck. She wrapped her legs around his waist, fumbling with his belt and all the while biting and kissing his earlobe, his cheekbone, then his hard, yet soft, lips. He moaned into her mouth, and they kissed passionately. Their tongues touched, at which they both moaned. He carried her to the bed and laid her down, like she was about to break even further, he lifted her shirt up and off over her head. She did the same and ran her hands up and down his bare chest. He kissed the top of her breasts that weren't covered by her black laced bra, and took it off. Her nipples were already hard, from both the cold room and him turning her on. He played with her breasts, taking them into his large hands, nipping her nipples, swirling them around with his tongue, and he managed a gasp and an even louder mosn than the rest out of her when he pinched them a bit.
He wriggled out of his pants after Mary unbuttoned them, along with his striped boxers. He kissed her body with a burning passion, and she ran her fingers along his back, occasionally digging them into his skin, moaning. He slowly slipped her leggings off and kissed her just above the waistband of her underwear.
"David, keep going." He taunted her, kissing her through her underwear, and it soon became unbearable for her. He groaned, as he built her like a tower, waiting for her to fall into a hole full of pleasure she wishes she could lounge in forever. She grew more impatient by the kiss, and he peeled her underwear away from her sweating skin. He drank her with his eyes. She was absolutely stunning in anything, but naked was much better. He started to lap up her juices, his lips brushing against her clit. She hummed, and took a hint and started sucking and licking. She was about to fall over the edge.
He pounced on top of her and started to insert himself, awfully slowly, so slow, Mary started to bite her lip. David kissed her lightly, until he was in all the way, then started thrusting, as her fingers tangled through his dirty blonde locks. She circled her hips ever so slightly, making him groan.
"Mary," he cried. She began to writhe, as he rode the orgasm with her, until he climaxed and thrusted slower and slower. She felt his juice inside her. He then gently fell beside her, tangling their bodies together. He kissed her cheek, then they fell asleep in their sweat and bathing in their love for each other.