Hey guys!
Kind of sorry about not updating, but life as an adult doesn't leave give me a lot of time for this hobby.
Anyway, I decided that this story needs one more chapter after this, so it will be longer (I hope) than this one.
I do apologize for how short this chapter is though.
Enjoy!
Waking up the first thing I noticed was a heartbeat that wasn't mine, opening my eyes I was met with pale skin and a warm body.
"You're awake."
I turned and looked up at Oliver, memories of last night coming back to me. Nodding my head I curled closer to him, my legs wrapping tightly around his.
"What do we do now?"
Oliver sighed and ran a hand through my hair.
"What would you like to do? This is your life now Cassandra, you are free from Briarcliff, you can do whatever you want."
Just as I was about to respond the phone started ringing, Oliver cursed lightly, moving off him I watched as he left the room. Shaking my head I wrapped the sheet around my body and wondered into the living room just as Oliver was hanging up.
"They know you're gone, that was Sister Jude asking if I had seen you."
"What did you say?"
He smirked at me as I walked closer to him, easily wrapping my arms around his waist.
"I told them that it was a shame for such a, promising, patient to get away and that I would keep my eyes open."
He kissed my forehead and I giggled.
"Promising patient huh? And how did you come to that assessment doctor?"
Oliver smirked at me before kissing me fully.
"Perhaps I need to re-evaluated you're mental status."
I laughed as he picked me up, my legs wrapping around his waist.
"Mmmm, playful in the mornings, I'll have to remember that."
Oliver smirked before kissing and biting my neck.
"Oliver, wait, two seconds."
He groaned and looked at me, his eyes lustful yet patient.
"What is it Cassandra?"
"What about Grace? She helped me in there. And Lana? I didn't like her but the woman didn't do anything wrong."
With a heavy sigh Oliver walked over and sat with me still wrapped around him on the couch.
"I can't change their fates at Briarcliff, I can try, but I will not make any promises."
Grinning I kissed him, rolling my hips against his as he pulled the sheet away from my body.
"I just want you to try Oliver, that's all."
He nodded and kissed me, easily maneuvering me so he slipped inside causing us both to groan. Rolling my hips I easily set the pace. Burying my head in Oliver's shoulder I whimpered and groaned as he took control, as I was learning Oliver liked to do. Arching my back I ground my hips against his only for him to smirk and roll us over, moving me to my hands and knees before slipping in again, throwing my head back I whimpered and bucked against him as he took complete control, shuddering I collapsed as my orgasm shook me to the core before feeling Oliver follow after me. Panting I groaned as I felt him pull out before rolling over and smiling up at him, as he touched my cheek.
"You are so beautiful."
I smiled, reaching up I kissed him.
"You are crazy, but I love you anyway."
He smiled and kissed me.
"No more crazier than you."
Laughing I sat up and kissed his neck.
"So this is the end of Bloody Face?"
Oliver sighed and held me against him while grabbing the sheet and wrapping it around us.
"I believe Bloody Face has ran his course, now that Kit Walker has been convicted, and I have you."
I smiled as he kissed me softly.
"We will start disposing of the evidence tomorrow."
Nodding I kissed him before slipping out from under him.
"Where are you going?"
"If you must know, I am going to make us breakfast."
Oliver laughed and followed me into the kitchen.
"You can't cook."
I laughed and pulled out a bowl.
"Not real food, no, but I can actually bake."
He raised an eyebrow as I moved about the kitchen gathering supplies and turning on the oven.
"Oh really, I didn't know that, bake something for me."
I laughed and lightly pushed him out of the kitchen.
"I will if you leave the kitchen and grab me something to wear."
He smirked and ran his hands up my waist causing me to shiver.
"But I enjoy seeing you like this."
I laughed.
"And the off chance I get burned will make me less appealing."
Oliver looked thoughtful for a moment before nodding and leaving me to start my work.
"So? How is it?"
I waited patiently as Oliver took a bite out of the carrot cake I baked.
"Delicious."
I smiled happily as he took another slow bite before devouring the rest of the piece.
"You have some remarkable talent."
Grinning I climbed into his lap, laughing a little as he fed me a piece before eating the last bite himself as we cuddled on the couch, knowing we were going to have a long day in the morning.
I know it was short, so what do we think?