Hey guys! I'm here with my first Jurassic World fanfiction! Please review (good or bad, I like constructive critisism)! I'll try and be consistant with this one! This is basically set after the events and reprocussions of Jurassic World! Enjoy!
She slowly got up, very aware of being only in a t-shirt and her panties. She opened the door to Owen, fully clothed in his t-shirt and sweatpants, she could see his boxers peeking out the top of his sweatpants as well, much to her dissapointment.
"Can I come in?", he asked. She nodded, letting him in.
"What's up?", she questioned closing the door. He sat down on the bed.
"We need to talk, about us", he said, his eyes focused on the ground.
"Okay, I think the first thing we should discuss is, is there an us?"
"I want there to be, and I know you do to, I overheard your conversation with Karen the first night we were here, when she was asking you all the questions."
"So, can there be?", Claire asked with a small smile.
"I think there already is", Owen smiled. Claire's smile got wider. They were silent for a moment, Claire still standing, Owen sitting.
"So, you heard everything?", she asked. He nodded, standing up.
"So, you wanted there to be another, longer, kiss?", he asked. She just smiled. That smile, however, only lasted a split second before Owen pushed her against the wall, his mouth attaching to hers. She had dated other men at the park and before, but kissing them was nothing like this. This, it was something she could get used to, but at the same time, was something that would always feel brand new.
She was brought out of her thoughts by Owen's mouth going from hers, to leaving kisses down her neck. She let out a small moan, unable to hold it back anymore. He then kissed up her jawline to her ear.
"Enjoying yourself?", he whispered in a teasing tone.
"Y-yes", was all she managed to get out, her tone a breathy moan. He didn't need anymore encouragement than that. He continued assualting her with his kisses, moving further down until he reached the collar of her t-shirt.
"It seems I have an obstical blocking my path", he chuckled.
"Take it off, rip it if you have to, just get it off", she moaned, her eyes closed and head thrown back. He swiftly moved the shirt over her head, letting it fall to the floor as he mused at the sight in front of him. He picked her up, laying her on the bed, crawling on top of her. She let out a drawn out moan when his mouth latched on to her breast, one of his hands toying with the other. She arched her back into him as he switched to the other one. When he pulled back, all he saw was desire in her eyes, mirrored in his own he figured. She grabbed the hem of his t-shirt, sliding it up and over his toned body, admiring the bare skin it left behind.
"Claire wait", he said as she was reaching for the hem of his pants.
"What could you possibly want to wait for?", she asked. He loved how flustered he could make her.
"We don't have any condoms", he said in almost a chuckled.
"Actually, we do", she smirked, crawling out from underneath him," I knew I wanted this to happen, so, I bought some while I was out yesterday, along with new lingerie, which you haven't gotten to see yet."
"Oh, I will", he smirked as she crawled back on top of him.
"I plan on it", she whispered seductivly. He lifted his hips as she slid down his pants, leaving him in only his boxers. She ground her center against the growing buldge in his pants. He groaned before flipping them over again.
"I'm not sure I'll be able to control myself if you keep doing things like that", he smirked.
"Then don't", she murmered. With those words, he practically tore off her panties.
"Damn, Miss. Dearing, these things are practically dripping wet."
"That would be your doing, Mr. Grady."
He growled before kissing her roughly. She grabbed his boxers and tugged them off of him, admiring the large package he had underneath. She blushed as she noticed he was staring at her. He grabbed a condom and slid it on, sliding into Claire right after. They both groaned and moaned at the sensation.
"How are you so tight, Claire?", he groaned. Her only response was a moan as Owen started sliding in and out.
After about ten minutes, both of them had reached their climaxe's and were curled up in each others arms. They knew that this would last as long as they cared about each other, not really worrying about losing a friendship anymore. What they did not know, was that both Zach and Gray had both woken up from nightmares, and heard their vocalization.
"Zach, why were they making those noises?", Gray had asked while Zach was ushering him back to bed.
"They were adult wrestling, no more questions", he said closing the door and going to his own bed.
More humor to come in the next chapter!
