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He hummed against her lips, his hands grasping her waist as he pressed her against the wall. She opened her mouth to him, their tongues battling for dominance as she slipped her hand down the front of his pants. He groaned as she pressed her palm against him, his tongue sliding across her teeth before she opened her mouth wider to take him in. She moved her hand, applying pressure as he moved his hips against her.
“We said we were taking it slow.” He whispered, catching her bottom lip between his teeth.
“I need you to fuck me.” She felt him throbbing in her hand, a small laugh escaping her throat. “You like when I say that?”
“Yeah…tell me how hard you want me to fuck you.” She moved her hand a bit faster, their breath mingling between their mouths as desire thrummed throughout their bond.
“Make me scream.”
“You know I can.”
“Saul, care to share your thoughts?” He shook his head, meeting her eyes from across the room. He looked from side to side, finding several additional staff members looking to him for a response. He met her eyes once more, and she raised her eyebrows with a small smirk upon her face. There were a few other mind fairies in the room, and he knew how to block his thoughts easily enough, but there was only one fairy with whom he shared a soul bond. While he could block so many things from her, he had never been able to hide his desire.
“No, I’m good.”
“You’re certain?”
“Yes.” She smiled, not wishing to embarrass him, but certainly wanting him to know she was well aware of his wandering mind.
“Thank you all for your thoughts and consideration for today’s topics. You’ll receive an email from Aisha with the meeting minutes as well as the invite for next month’s meeting. Have a good weekend.” They all murmured wishes for her to have a good weekend as well, before everyone began to stand and make their way out of the conference room.
Saul stood as if he was ready to leave as well, but she knew he was staying back to chat with her, and the knowledge made her smile to herself as she gathered her belongings. They’d gone to the movies a couple of times since he professed his love for her, and they were supposed to go to dinner that night. Being courted was quite a new feeling for her, and it filled her heart with happiness and hope for the future; both feelings she hadn’t experienced in a long while. And while she had insisted they take things slow, she had to admit she didn’t disagree with Saul’s seemingly incessant desire to take things further between them.
“I’m sorry.” She smiled at him as he stood in front of her, a conference table between them. She waited as the last couple of teachers left the room before she met his eyes.
“You could not have been more distracting.”
“I didn’t ask you to make yourself at home in my mind.”
“I didn’t. You invited me in quite willingly.” She stepped around the table, giving him a smile. “So, you’re having a hard time taking it slow?”
“You’re not?” She laughed a bit, his answer quick and direct. She leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, still feeling a bit bashful about being allowed to kiss him anytime she pleased.
“I am. But I do think it’s important.”
“Farah, we will not go back to what we were. You don’t have to be afraid of that.” He took her hands in his, his eyes full of sincerity.
“I know, I really do believe that.” She stopped, looking down to their joined hands.
“But?” He leaned down enough to meet her eyes, forcing her to return his gaze.
“I don’t know…I just…” She sighed, shaking her head. She wasn’t used to being completely vulnerable with anyone, even if he knew her in more ways than she had ever been known. “I learned how much it would hurt to lose you. I suppose I’m scared to let myself get far enough to feel that way again.”
“Oh, Farah…”
“I know, it’s ridiculous. I don’t expect you’re going anywhere, I just can’t let go yet.” He took her cheek in his hand, tilting her face to meet his eyes once more. She felt sorrow from him, regret flooding his senses.
“I will never stop trying to show you how sorry I am for how I made you feel.”
“Please, don’t feel upset. It’s my own insecurity, not yours.”
“Your insecurity is mine too.” She smiled, shaking her head as his thumb caressed her cheek. “And I don’t take it lightly that you just shared your feelings with me.”
“Yes, well, my first instinct will always be to ignore my feelings, so…” He laughed, bringing her closer to press a gentle kiss to her lips. She smiled against him as they renewed the kiss, her stomach burning with excitement at the feeling of his mouth against hers. He touched her cheek with his hand, fingertips gently caressing her skin. She wondered if perhaps she really did need to rethink the idea of taking things slowly.
“Oh, shit. Excuse me.” They pulled away to find one of the teachers from the staff meeting, apparently returning to grab a notebook he had left. His face was red, as he clearly did not expect to walk in on anything between them that was not strictly platonic. There was never a time when the staff at Alfea had not seen them acting professionally. Farah’s heart jumped a bit, her first instinct was to fear someone finding out about them, as if they were caught doing something they shouldn’t have been, even though she knew that was silly.
“Oh, Tom, I’m glad you’re here. Do you have a moment to walk with me?” Saul asked, and Tom nodded as he picked up his notebook. Saul gave her hand a squeeze, giving her a gentle smile before beginning to leave with Tom. “I’ll pick you up at five thirty, okay?”
“Yes, fine.” She nodded, and he smiled once more before taking his leave with the physics professor.
She was left alone, gathering her belongings as she gathered her thoughts, before she made her way back to her office. She wondered why her first reaction to being caught in a moment of affection was to deny it all and flee. Of course, they’d spent years hiding their feelings and their relationship from others, so she knew old habits were going to be hard to break, but they weren’t hiding anymore. In fact, she wanted nothing more than to scream her love from the rooftops of Alfea for everyone to hear. While public displays of affection were never her favorite, she still didn’t want Saul to think it embarrassed her in any way to be seen kissing him.
She felt a bit juvenile about her wishes to take things slowly with him. It wasn’t as if they hadn’t had sex many times by then. Not even sex, they’d gone far past the act itself, biting and bruising one another at times, inflicting pleasureful pain and roughness. She’d very much enjoyed it at the time, the years they spent using one another for pleasure, and she knew he had enjoyed it too. But somehow being a couple made it all feel different. She didn’t want to use him or make him feel used, she wanted him to understand the depth of her love for him first. It would have been so easy to fall back into their old ways of defiling one another every chance they got, and she wanted to consciously make the decision not to do that.
There was also the matter of the immense pressure she felt to make things work with him. She knew she was overthinking things, it seemed to be her specialty, but the thought of ruining them scared her more than she could have possibly said. While she was a woman of a certain age, her experience with having a partner was far less than it should have been. She’d dated a couple of boys in school, but from the moment she and Saul went to bed for the first time, she hadn’t even tried to date anyone else. The thought of being in a relationship was foreign to her.
She took a deep breath, calming herself from her spiraling thoughts. It didn’t matter how inexperienced they were or how strange it felt to be out in the open, because they were together. She knew that as long as she was his, and he was hers, nothing else truly mattered. Things would fall into place soon enough, if she would only allow herself some grace when it came to her feelings. Besides, she had a date with him that evening, and she needed to get herself together. She wanted to be present without thinking too much.
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“Oh…Saul…I need you.”
“You said…”
“Now.” She gasped as he thrust his hand between her thighs, her body aching for him as he moved his fingers against her. He groaned, her panties soaked through everywhere he touched.
“You’re so wet.”
“For you.”
“Fuck…I’ve missed this.” She reached for his belt, quickly unbuckling and rushing to pull down his zipper. He kissed her, teeth biting into her lower lip, causing a sigh to escape her mouth before she moved to climb into his lap. He pushed down his pants as she straddled him, her dress sliding up her thighs as he hurriedly pushed her panties to the side and shoved his erection deep into her.
“Oh!” She cried out, gasping for air as her body was overwhelmed by the tightness of their connection after so long. “Be still…just for a moment.”
“Kiss me.” She leaned forward, kissing him so deeply that he nearly lost his breath, his hands squeezing her thighs as his body ached to move inside of her. She felt his desire thrumming between them, the desperation in his body, and she began to move her hips against him. He sighed into her mouth, her hands running through his hair as she pressed her tongue between his lips.
They had only intended to watch the sunset over the hills outside Alfea, parking the car for only a bit to witness the beauty. He’d held her hand as often as he could all evening, caressing her knuckles while they watched the sun touch the hills. Before either could explain what was happening, they’d met eyes and were kissing like they’d never have another chance, mouths hot against one another and hands beginning to roam in ways they hadn’t dared in so long. It felt like coming home after a long, weary journey.
She ground her hips harder against him, his fingers digging into her thighs. She hummed against his lips, the idea of the bruises his hands would leave behind turning her on even more than she already was, her heart pounding against her chest. He thrust upward, her body throbbing around him as she rode him harder, the seat of the car squeaking beneath their combined weight. It certainly wasn’t the most comfortable of positions, but they couldn’t have cared less. Finally becoming one again was enough for them, no matter the location.
“I want to hear you…when you come.” His entire body tensed at her words, threatening to explode in that very moment, but he held back to wait for her. There was no way he would ruin the chance to have her gasping in pleasure before he found his own climax.
“Let me hear you first.” He kissed her neck, and she closed her eyes at the feeling of his lips against her heated skin. She moved harder, grasping the seat of the car in her hands to ground herself as she began to tremble on top of him.
She gasped louder than she intended when he pressed his thumb against her at their connection, rubbing circles as she began to squirm from the overload of sensitivity. Her body began to shiver and shake uncontrollably, her movements becoming choppy and strained as her orgasm crashed throughout her pelvis, rendering her unable to function for a moment. He grasped her thigh harder, thrusting faster as she nearly bounced on top of him while riding out her climax as long as she could.
“Saul…”
“Fuck.” He exploded inside of her, thrusting hard and deep as a quiet whimper escaped her lips. His fingers dug so deeply into her skin that she nearly wondered if she would be bleeding by the time he was through, but the larger part of her loved every second of it when he made her his.
She collapsed on top of him, nearly gasping for air as he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. She could feel the heat of his body radiating through their clothes, their skin gleaming and sticky with sweat. He kissed her neck, lips lazily moving across her skin until he found her lips and kissed her with all the love he felt in that moment. She sighed against his mouth, pulling away to meet his eyes in surprise over their actions.
“I blame you.” He laughed, able to see just a hint of a sparkle behind her eyes.
“What? How am I to blame?”
“You put your hand up my dress.”
“You were the one who couldn’t get on top of me fast enough.”
“So it’s my fault then?”
“All I’m saying is that you are overwhelmingly beautiful, and you did the thing with your thighs, so I couldn’t stop myself.” She narrowed her eyes, unsure what he was talking about. She knew she hadn’t intentionally led him on in any way, in spite of how she was feeling on the inside.
“I do a thing with my thighs?”
“Yeah, where you move your hand over your lap and pull up your dress a bit to cross your legs. Then you push your dress back down like you’re hiding.”
“I don’t do that.”
“You absolutely do! And all it takes is that little peek of your thigh to undo me.” She shook her head in amazement, a small laugh escaping her lips as she looked into his eyes. She had no idea that a simple adjustment of her dress was anything he would even notice. He returned her smile, bringing her closer to press another kiss to her lips. “I apologize. This was not how I meant for our first time as a couple to be.”
“It wasn’t good?”
“You know it was.” She smiled, knowing exactly what he meant. She bit her lip, nodding in agreement as he readjusted her on his lap, still maintaining their connection.
“Will you take me home with you?”
“If I do, you’re never leaving again. Can you handle that?” She smiled, looking into his eyes with all the love she felt for him. She had never felt as complete in her entire life as she did in that very moment.
“I think I’ll manage.” He laughed, pulling her closer for just a bit longer as the sun set fully and left them in the quietness of night.