Dean looked at the screen and frowned.
"Six fucking hours?" He groaned in disbelief.
His flight was delayed and it was annoying the shit out of him.
"Yeah, it sucks," a voice sounded behind him.
He turned around and looked at the woman sitting on a chair behind him. She was somewhat boyish to look at with her short red hair, the army green shorts and the black tank top. She wore glasses that gave her a nerdy look on top of the boyish one and in her hands was a book about science.
"I have places to be," he said annoyed.
"So do we all. Why else would be in an airport ready to board a plane?" She asked.
"Are you always this annoying to listen to?" He asked.
"Only when I have to answer to someone like you," she fired back.
She chuckled and nodded before walking over to sit on the chair next to her.
"Touché," he said with a grin plastered on his face.
She smiled at him and closed the book. She sure could work that nerdy, boyish charm just by smiling and he felt himself get warm inside.
"You wanna go for a cup of coffee while we wait?" She asked.
"You sure you wanna go with someone like me?" He asked.
"Sure beats sitting here listening to everyone around us complain about the delay," she answered.
"Yeah, you're right. Coffee sounds good by now," he said.
They sat down at a small café inside the airport with a cup of black coffee each.
"I'm Dean, by the way," he said.
"Celeste," she said and smiled.
"Celeste? I like that name," he said.
They had finished their coffee but hadn't left the café. Somehow he found her very easy and pleasant to talk to. She didn't seem to know who he was and he liked that he could just be a normal guy for once. Airports in general and especially being held up in airports by delayed flights were usually the worst. So many fans would spot him and give him hell when all he wanted was just to get away and move on to the next town. But Celeste was different. She was nice and that smile of hers constantly gave him a warm feeling inside. He found himself wanting to hear whatever came out of her mouth just so that he could continue watching her lips move and hopefully see them twist into a smile. She looked at her watch and sighed.
"Still five hours to go," she said.
"I can't believe we've been sitting here for an hour," he said.
"Well, you turned out not to be such bad company after all," she said and smiled.
That smile. He would sit there for the remaining five hours if she asked him to.
"Should we get out of here?" She asked.
"Where do you wanna go?" He asked back.
She twisted a smile again, only this time it looked different. More dark and inviting and almost menacing.
"Wanna have some fun?" She asked.
"Lead the way," he said and took her hand.
He followed her lead as she walked through the airport. She stopped and looked around to make sure no one caught them and suddenly he found himself inside a handicap toilet while she was locking the door behind them. She leaned up against the door and looked at him before starting to walk over to him.
She dropped to her knees in front of him and reached up to open his pants. She dragged them down along with his boxers and put her hand on his dick. She slowly stroked it and within seconds, it was as hard as it could get. He continued to look down at her, just waiting to see what she was planning. She gave him a dirty look before taking him in her mouth. Her eyes never left his as she moved her head up and down on his dick, swallowing him whole, giving him pleasure he had never dreamed of receiving in a place like this, but god damn it, did it turn him on like never before.
"Such a bad, little girl," he murmured as he pulled his fingers through her hair
She removed her mouth and gave his dick one last long lick from the shaft to the head before she stood up. She closed the lid on the toilet.
"Sit!" She ordered.
He wasn't used to taking orders when it came to sex. Normally he would be the one in control but he found himself willing to do whatever she wanted and he quickly sat down. He grabbed his dick and stroked it while he watched her.
"That's mine!" She growled and slapped his hand to make him stop playing with himself.
"Then take it!" He growled back.
She opened her shorts and let them drop to the ground. His mouth opened as he saw she wasn't wearing any underwear.
"Such a bad, little girl indeed," he said and licked his lips.
She placed her hands on his shoulders and her legs on each side of him. She bent her knees and slid down on his dick like a pro. He grabbed her ass and hissed as he felt her take him all the way in. He moved one of his hands up in her hair and forced her head down so he could capture her lips. He forced his tongue inside her mouth, not caring if she liked it or not. He just had to control one thing in this situation and kissing her would be it. She allowed it and started moving her hips. She set a good pace and he squeezed her hip tight with the hand still on it while tugging a bit rougher in her hair. She pushed his hand away from her hair and instead grabbed his hair and forced his head back. He couldn't control his moaning. This woman had him just where she wanted.
She watched him while still holding his head back. He could see in her eyes how much it turned her on to have him under her control and he played along with it. He gave her his most submissive look and he felt how her walls started caving in as she squeezed his dick. She tilted her head back and moaned loudly as she came.
He took over the best he could in the position. He held on tight to her hips and thrust upwards into her, working his hips and dick to increase her pleasure through her orgasm and then he came too. He sunk back down and sighed.
"Fuck, that was good," he mumbled.
They got dressed and snuck back out and back to the terminal where they sat down and looked at the screen again.
"Still four hours to go," he said and sighed.
"I think we'll survive. And if not, we can always go back to our secret hideout," she said.
He searched her face and he could see she meant it, and then she gave him that smile again.
"Yeah, I think we have to go back there at least one more time," he said.