5.
~ Arthur briefly thought about backing out of their deal. He felt nervous and jittery as he dressed for their "date". It was never too late to back out. He could always welch out of the whole thing. Wash his hands of it. But the more he thought about it, the more the concept appealed to him. He cared very much for Ariadne. He wanted her to be a mother, not just because it was what she wanted, but because it would make him happy.
He found himself thinking a lot about fatherhood. Cobb seemed to live and breath for his children. He was never lonely and the Extractor was content. Arthur, by contrast, had to come home to an empty home and sleep alone. The idea of having a child in his life had grown on him. Had taken hold in his mind like a virus. He pictured going to the park with the baby and it's mother. Late night feedings and teaching his son or daughter to ride a bike. He thought about his own childhood. How he had loved and trusted his own parents. How he would love his own child so fearlessly.
He was not stupid enough to rush into having a child with Ariadne just because she asked. It had to be something he would want to. Slowly, he was thinking it might be something he wanted. He was in his early thirties now. He hadn't held any illusions of a white picket fence and car pools. But this was something tangible and within reach. A family he could have, one that could be real. There was no reason not to have a child with Ariadne. They got along well and they both had money from their extraction work. She was a smart, capable young woman who was finally finished with school. He cared for her and they got along well. No reason not to have a child.
The Point Man shook his head and carefully fixed his tie. He was thinking about this whole thing too much. He had to be more rational. Think about all he would give up if he became a father. Forget about his meticulous loft apartment in the city. A baby would destroy everything he owned as soon as it started walking. He would have to baby proof everything. Also forget about getting any sleep. Especially if it was a girl and she was as attractive as Ariadne. The moment she turned sixteen Arthur would lose all his hair with worry.
Babies spit up and throw up and smell. The Point Man smiled despite himself. Why was the whole prospect suddenly so attractive?
~ Ariadne smoothed down her top. She was glad she had gotten fitted for a new bra. She was shocked she was now two cup sizes bigger then she had been. She even bought new clothes and her body seemed suddenly very new to her.
She tried to control the jumble of nerves going off in her body. Carelessly dropping her makeup as she tried to apply a light sheen of lipstick. She was more nervous then she wanted to admit. Tonight was the first day she could expect to ovulate. She had even taken an ovulation test and it came out positive. She had called Arthur and told him. Cattily teasing him that it wasn't too late to back out.
"He won't go through with it." She mumbled to herself as she heard her doorbell buzz.
~ Arthur looked his normal handsome self as she answered the door. His suit immaculate as always. Even for a casual dinner the Point Man never dressed sloppily.
"You look nice." Arthur said handing her an elegant bouquet of roses. His eyes looking lustfully over her newly found body.
"Thank you." She said not noticing the quick greedy look he stole over her breasts. "Come on in." She said waving him inside.
"Smells good." He said breathing in the aroma of a pot roast cooking.
"Yeah, I just keep having the urge to cook and clean all day. Decided not to fight it." She said searching for a vase for her roses. "I wasn't sure if you were going to come or not." She said from the kitchen.
Arthur watched her as he filled a colorful vase with water and carefully arranged her roses.
"Why wouldn't I?" He said watching her figure as she moved around the tidy kitchen. He could feel the spark of an erection start within him.
"Well, I mean it's not too late to change your mind." She said turning back around to see him setting her roses on the counter top.
"I'm not going to change my mind." Arthur said softly. Ariadne ran a hand over the back of her neck nervously.
"Um... do you want... I mean the roast won't be ready for a while, do you want... I mean I can show you around. Or we can watch TV or something. Before we eat." She finished. Her nerves obviously getting the better of her.
"I would love a tour." Arthur said.
~ Ariadne's apartment was larger then most. She had a small office and a guest room. Her home was clean and tastefully decorated with comforting flourishes of femininity. Arthur found her home was very easy to feel relaxed in. He could even picture himself staying here.
"My bedroom." She nodded nervously to her open door. Arthur stepped in to the comfortable looking room. Her bed spread a nice white with royal blue flowers printed on it.
"Very nice." Arthur said as he looked over the tasteful little room.
"Not very exciting." Ariadne said with a anxious laugh.
Arthur couldn't help himself. The prospect of what he was here to do, the way she looked in her clothes, he wanted her. She barely had enough time to turn around when he was on her. Her lips giving into his from the surprise.
"You look... really nice." He breathed when he finally pulled away. He was surprised to see tears pooling in her eyes.
"Arthur." She mewed helplessly.
"Did you change your mind?" He whispered. His breathing becoming ragged. "I'll stop if you want. Whatever you want... I'll do." He said feeling especially helpless to her right now as he kissed her over and over. He knew she could feel the hardness of his member pressing on her body as he held her close.
"Arthur." She panted again as her own breathing was becoming labored under his kiss. "Arthur, the hormones. They make..." She gasped sharply as he kiss wandered down her ear and neck and he could feel her body wilt in his arms.
Before he even knew what was happening he was having to almost carry her to the bed. Her body like someone who had drank too much and needed someone to lean on.
"Arthur, please." She said as he laid her down on her pretty bed spread.
"Do you want me to stop?" He asked again. He started kissing down her neck and to her cleavage. His lips wanting to claim her breasts. Wanting to free them from her clothing.
"No, please don't stop." She cried as her hips ground upward to met him. Her breathing coming in gasps.
Before he could stop himself, he was tearing her panties off. His nimble hands reaching callously up her skirt and pulling them down. He could feel her heat radiating off her sex in a way that surprised him. He could sense that she was already wet and he could feel his own need want to tear free of his pants.
"Arthur." She begged as he couldn't seem to stop kissing her. Her skin felt like it was on fire. "You smell good." She cried softly as his fingers hastily felt down his pants and unzipped himself. He easily laid hands on his member and rand his hand over it. He was rock hard as Ariadne was cradling his body around her legs.
He had wanted to undress her. He had wanted to take the time to be romantic and careful with her. To seduce her properly. He didn't plan for their first time to be like this. For them to be almost fully clothed. The Point Man not even taking off his jacket as he easily found her hot wetness and drove himself in.
"I'm sorry." He breathed as he was kissing her. Her back arching as she took him in. "I'm sorry." He breathed again as he ground himself into her hard.
She felt wonderful. Her inner walls, hot and wet as his member drove into her tight core. She was gasping and moaning as he tasted her lips over and over. Her beautiful climax coming in squeals of surprised pleasure. Her hands pulling on the jacket of his suit. Wrinkling it, but he no longer cared.
"Arthur, don't stop, please!" She begged as he thrust himself in harder. He could feel himself start to come and was ashamed again he couldn't control himself.
"Arthur!" She cried as he held her close as she came hard around his member again. "Please." She panted as he groaned out his completion.
~ For a long time, Arthur rested on top of her. Their breathing finally coming under control as Ariadne suddenly felt ashamed of herself. She didn't even bother to take her clothes off as she couldn't wait to have have him. Her sex crying out for him to take her. The hormones making her sex drive out of control.
She had been anxious for him to do this since she opened the door to her. He smelled so masculine and clean. His suit looking so heart stopping handsome.
"I'm sorry, Ariadne." He said kissing her softly on the lips again. "It shouldn't have been like this."
"No." She said with a small smile. "No, it's okay."
It had been more then okay. He had given her exactly what she needed. Her body now relaxed and happy. She was finally feeling the happy giddiness her friends described from having sex.
"I didn't mean for it to be like this." He apologized again. His lips finding hers again. Even his kiss was perfect.
"No, it's my fault to. I should have told you that the hormones I'm on... they make me a little um..." She blushed a deep red.
"What?" He asked kissing her again. A smile coming to her face.
"I just get a little hot and bothered sometimes." She said shyly.
"Oh." He said with an amused smile. She felt embarrassed as he kept looking at her. That amused little smile that made his eyes wrinkle.
"Stop it!" She said with a laugh. Feeling the fact she wasn't wearing any panties at the moment. "I should... um... get dinner on the table." She said moving away from him.
It was suddenly awkward. The Architect searching for the panties the Point Man had carelessly thrown off her. It was easier for him to compose himself. Her had barley moved his pants off him and she avoided his eyes as she finally found them and tried to put them back on as lady like as possible.
"I'm sorry." He said again as she smoothed down her skirt. His lips touching her cheek. "I should have held back."
"No, it's... I..." She blushed a deep red and ran her fingers through her hair.
"Dinner's almost ready." she said instead.