So, we meet again… ;)
First I want to say that I am so sorry for not updating on a regular basis, but I had my exams so I had to study like crazy. (not that that was more fun than writing, but to my mum it is more important…)
Also I want to apologize for the fact that this is a very short chapter, but I have my reasons for doing this. In case you've missed it, from this chapter on, the story will have an M rating. That means that this chapter will have mature content, smut to be precise. There will be only the smut in this chapter, so if you don't want to read it, you can just skip it! Considerate of me, no? :) (but that's why it's short)
And I will promise to try and write the next chapter as soon as I can, but it shouldn't take too long now, since I have two weeks off from school now, AAHHWW YEAAAHH!
I want to thank everyone who reads, follows, reviews and favorites this story, that means a lot to me.
This story is being beta'd by the lovely DoeEyedDarling.
The song in the beginning of the chapter is one that immediately came to mind when the idea of this chapter formed in my head. You might recognize it, I've mentioned it in the previous chapter. It is a really good song, and I really recommend you check it out! I chose it because I think it fits the romance of Tori and Hannibal perfectly. I hope you will think of it the same way, let me know what you think!
Wow, this was a long author's note, let me stop rambling now, and get on with the story!
Onwards!
Chapter 14: Be Mine
Bring Me The Horizon – Deathbeds
Eyes like a car crash
I know I shouldn't look but I can't turn away.
Body like a whiplash,
Salt my wounds but I can't heal the way
I feel about you.
I watch you like a hawk
I watch you like I'm gonna tear you limb from limb
Will the hunger ever stop?
Can we simply starve this sin?
That little kiss you stole
It held my heart and soul
And like a deer in the headlights I meet my fate
Don't try to fight the storm
You'll tumble overboard
Tides will bring me back to you
And on my deathbed, all I'll see is you
The life may leave my lungs
But my heart will stay with you
That little kiss you stole
It held my heart and soul
And like a ghost in the silence I disappear
Don't try to fight the storm
You'll tumble overboard
Tides will bring me back to you
The waves will pull us under
Tides will bring me back to you
The waves will pull us under
Tides will bring me back to you
The waves will pull us under
Tides will bring me back to you
Tides will bring me back to you
That little kiss you stole
It held my heart and soul
And like a ghost in the silence I disappear
Don't try to fight the storm
You'll tumble overboard
Tides will bring me back to you
That little kiss you stole
It held my heart and soul
And like a deer in the headlights I meet my fate
Don't try to fight the storm
You'll tumble overboard
Tides will bring me back to you
The kiss was soft at first, but became more and more passionate. When we had to pull apart to catch our breath, he pressed his forehead against mine and gazed into my eyes.
"Aš myliu tave," he whispered huskily, and a shiver ran down my spine. A few months ago, he had begun teaching me Lithuanian, lessons which were obviously to come in handy.
"Aš myliu tave taip pat," I replied, my voice just as husky as his.
I love you too.
He looked at me in awe before he pressed his lips on mine again, one hand on the small of my back, pushing me closer against him, the other hand tangled in my hair. He pushed himself against me, while I pushed myself against him, wanting to be as close to him as possible, although I was pressed up against the ladder in a not-so-comfortable way.
He noticed this and took a few steps back, pulling me with him. He guided us over to the chaise-lounge near the windows, where he lay me down gently. He climbed on top of me, but in a way so I wouldn't be uncomfortable. He cupped my face with his hands and kissed me again. I kissed him back just as hungrily, lacing my arms around his neck.
He started to become more and more passionate, as was I, and when I felt his tongue go over my bottom lip, seeking entrance, I didn't hesitate to give it to him. My mouth opened with a sigh, and our tongues entwined in a complicated dance.
My hands slid over his shoulders, and the fabric of his suit irritated me. I slid my fingers under his vest, sliding it off his shoulders. He got the hint and skillfully removed it and threw it aside without lifting his lips from mine. I started to unbutton his waistcoat, at which point he grunted a bit, because he sat straight for a moment to undo himself from the piece of clothing, which obliged him to take his lips from mine. He threw it aside and quickly removed his shirt and tie as well, which left his masculine, muscled chest bare. I hungrily slid my fingers over his firm torso, ending at his face, pulling it back to mine.
While we kissed, I couldn't stop moving my hands over his chest. I loved the way it felt under my touch, and I sighed in satisfaction.
Meanwhile, one of his hands was tangled in my long black hair, while the other one was placed on my waist, where he was rubbing his hand up and down, grabbing at my skin. His hand slowed down, and trailed to the edge of my shirt. He slid his hand underneath it, teasing my skin with his slender fingers. I moaned a bit, which caused him to smirk against my lips.
His fingers moved upwards, so terribly slow, it was almost frustrating. He reached the edge of my bra, but just as I thought he couldn't be more of a tease, he moved his hand downwards again.
I grunted in frustration and broke off our kiss, pushing him a few inches back. He looked me in the eyes, and I could see a glint of amusement in his, which faded when I took of my T-shirt, leaving me in my bra. Then I pulled him back down, hoping he got the hint.
Which he got, because his hand was on my bare stomach again, moving upwards until he finally lay his hand on one of my breasts, groping it through the fabric of my bra.
One of my hands moved from his neck to his hair, and ruffled it up, making it messy, which made me want him even more. He moaned at the feeling of my fingers on his scalp, but then grunted in irritation at the fabric covering my breasts. He moved his hands behind my back and unclasped the lock. I pulled my arms from his body and removed the bra, throwing it somewhere behind me.
He pressed his chest down on mine, still passionately kissing me. I threw my arms around his neck again, loving the feeling of his bare chest against mine, skin to skin.
I kicked of my flats, and swung my legs around his hips, which caused him to moan against my lips. He thrust his crotch into mine, and we both moaned at the sensation.
We went on with this for a while, kissing and him thrusting, until I unwrapped my legs from his body and moved my fingers down his chest, to the button of his trousers. He kicked of his shoes and helped me remove his pants and his boxers.
I gazed at him in admiration for a moment, until it dawned on me that I still had too many clothes on. I moved my hands to the edge of my sweatpants, but he grabbed my wrists and put them on the chaise. His hands moved teasingly over the edge of my pants, after which he hooked his fingers under the fabric of the sweatpants and my underwear at the same time, and he slowly pulled them down. He sat back on his knees, gently taking the trousers off of my body.
When they were off, he gazed upon my body with a look of admiration, love, lust and hunger. He put his hands on my thighs, and spread my legs, while staring into my eyes. He eased himself on me, his length slowly filling me.
I let out something between a gasp and a moan, then I started to moan, loudly, as he started thrusting into me. He too, moaned, and buried his face in my neck, nibbling at my sensitive spot.
We went on for like half an hour, until he started to go faster and faster, harder and harder. He was, just like me, reaching his climax. I moaned louder and louder, and the moment I came, I screamed his name at the top of my lungs.
"Ah, ah, aaaah, AAAH, HANNIBAL!"
At the same time, he groaned and yelled, "TORI!"
After we both came, he dropped himself beside me, taking me in his arms. We were both panting. I lay my head down on his chest, while he had his strong arms around me.
Oh. My. God. What have I done? *waves hand at face in attempt to cool down*
Well. Now it's official, my first smut is written. Please, let me know what you think, because I feel kind of insecure about this…
To MissChellina: Your review made me laugh so hard! He didn't eat me (though he tried). Do you really give a shit about me? Ahhww c: I like you too (and your reviews). I hope you enjoyed this chapter, if you've read it. If you don't, that's perfectly okay, I understand if people don't want to read this :)