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“Spill,” I said as soon as Keri got into the room. She sighed but grinned at me as she walked over to sit with me on the couch.
“Ok, so, we were just talking. I said thank you for being such a comfort while you were gone. Then he said ‘no problem,’ then he said, ‘Anything to make you smile again. You have such a beautiful smile… and your eyes are so gorgeous it’s a shame to have tears clouding them.’ Then he just walked forward slowly and before I knew it he…” she trailed off.
“Don’t wimp out on me! I need details,” I said shaking her shoulder a bit. She grinned at me.
“He pressed his lips to mine sweetly at first. But then- oh my god it was funny. After a while I wanted to step it up sooo… I flicked my tongue against his lip and he got so confused it was so cute.”
“How did you get him to understand?” I asked. She gave me a look; she had a spark deep in her eyes. Whoa. I’ve never seen that in her before.
“I bit his bottom lip lightly then slipped my tongue in before he closed it again,” she said with that same look.
“Wow. You- wow. Nice job,” I finally came up with. Honestly I was proud of her.
“Thanks!” she said proudly. “Anyway he seemed to like it and that’s when I found myself against the wall. Fucking hot as hell dude. Then that’s where you came in,” she finished while glaring at me.
“What? Well, you shouldn’t have been in the middle of a hallway,” I fake scolded and she rolled her eyes.
“Whatever. And thanks for leaving me in extreme awkwardness by the way,” she muttered.
“You’re welcome,” I said cheerfully. “So are you two like, dating now?”
“Yeah,” she said with a happy sigh. “He asked me on another ride, openly just the two of us.”
“Cute,” I said with a smirk at her dreamy expression. She was completely gone now, and she wasn’t coming back any time soon.
“Ok you have that fantasy. I’ll be going in case you wanna get off or anything,” I said as I stood. That snapped her out of it, her cheeks turned bright red.
“I- I wasn’t- I mean I was-but I wouldn’t… you know what? Fuck you,” she finished and drifted off again. Yup. She would be gone for a while. I headed out to the hallway not really sure where I should go. I decided on looking at all the rooms lining this hallway. I went to door after door, getting bored quickly; a lot of them were empty or locked. I finally came to one that had pretty carvings all over it, curiously I tried the handle and the door swung open easily. The room inside was all crimson and gold. I opened the door wider and went in slowly looking around the whole time. It was gorgeous.
“Lost again?” an amused voice said from behind me. I turned to find Edmund leaning against the door.
“Actually not this time. I was just looking around,” I said with a shrug. He smiled and moved passed me into the room.
“Like it?” he asked.
“Yeah, a bit grand, but yeah,” I said moving over to where he stood.
“Yeah they don’t know the meaning of the word subtle here,” he muttered.
“Is this your favorite room or something?” I asked. He gave me an amused look again.
“You could say that,” he chuckled and pointed behind me. I turned to se a huge bed; it had to be the biggest I have ever seen. Oh my god. I had just practically broke into his room.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize this was your room. The bed was behind the door,” I mumbled. He laughed and put his hand on my shoulder causing me to shut up right away.
“Don’t worry about it. If I cared I would have put a lock on the door,” he said simply. With out thinking I brought my hand up and placed it on him forearm to hold it there. I saw his eyes zero in on my hand for a second before looking back to my eyes. Like earlier, when I had been lost upstairs, he seemed to be closer to me then I remembered. The gap seemed to close much quicker then last time though. Soon I felt his chest bump into mine and I found myself having to tilt my head to I could keep contact with his eyes. He brought his head down slowly and he moved his hand from my shoulder to my neck. As his warm breath surrounded my face I suddenly realized why I wasn’t pulling away.
I saw a flash of him soaking wet, he had looked so hot. Of him holding my hair while I threw up, he was so sweet. The way his nose wrinkled when he smiled along with his eyes. His eyes that were dark, almost black to match his hair. The way I felt as he came closer to me earlier, and as he came close now. I held my breath I and closed the remaining distance quickly, it was only an inch or so but still. We stood there for a second just enjoying the feel of our lips on the others. Then we began to move them feverishly on the others. We seemed to connect in way that I had never experienced before. I hate tongues. But I found myself desperately wanting access to his. I wrapped my arms around him to pull him closer.
I flicked my tongue against his lips and I felt him falter for a second. Somehow I could tell that he was confused. Then I remembered, what Keri said, and that frenching was relatively new. I squirmed my tongue into the crack that his lips made and he hesitantly parted them to allow me access. As I flicked my tongue against his he slowly got the hang of it. Then it seemed that he enjoyed it quite a lot. He began to pull me slightly and I moved willingly with him. He paused at the door to close it without ever taking his lips off mine, and then he pulled me again. I realized he was leading me to the bed. Fucking hot.
At some unseen signal he whipped me around and practically threw me down on the bed. God that just turned me on more. He crawled quickly over me and kissed me even fiercer than before. We were both panting slightly from the intensity. He seemed to stop progressing at that point. I didn’t want him to stop. I wanted him. I needed him.
“Edmund,” I half whispered half moaned. “Fuck me.” I heard him mutter something about ‘waiting’ and ‘marriage’. Seriously? “Marriage? Are you fucking serious? Take off your pants and. Fuck. Me.” he still hesitated so I brought my hands up to undo his pants, and before he could react to that I shove my hand roughly through the opening I made. He let out a moan as I grabbed his cock tightly and began to stroke it. That did it. He leaned down and kissed me again as fiercely as before. I let a moan escape from my mouth into his. He lost it.
I felt my shirt get pulled from my body and I heard the tearing of fabric. There goes that shirt, but I don’t give a fuck. He took a second on my bra. I figured another new invention. He finally got it off and cupped one of my breasts tightly as he ran his other hand down my stomach and to the belt line of my jeans. He undid them quickly and took his hand off of my breast to get them from my body. He stared at me with burning desire as he took of his shirt. I ran my hands over his abs as he took off his pants; I had been wanting to touch them since I had seen them through his wet shirt. He crawled back over me and I felt his dick bump against me. He was ready and I was way past ready.
He scooted forward and I let out another moan as he entered me. God he was built down there. It was clear that he liked the noises I made; he slammed into me again and again. I found my hips moving with his and soon we were both glistening in sweat as we let our passion take us away. God I had never been fucked like this. I cried out as I felt myself cum, causing him to work in me harder. He had his hands on my hips helping them to slam into him as well. We kissed occasionally but our need for air kind of stopped us from doing that too often. I found that looking into his eyes was better anyway. I loved seeing the desire in them as he looked at me. He slammed into me and gave a loud moan. Seeing the way his back arched as he cam was enough to send me over the edge again.
“Damn, twice in one go,” I muttered once I had caught my breath. Edmund chuckled and blushed, I looked over at him. God he was gorgeous. The sweat was forming little beads on his chest. He looked over at me and gave me a warm smile that melted my fucking heart.
“Come here,” he muttered and held out his arm. I slid over and put my head on his shoulder and my hand on his chest. He grabbed the comforter on his other side and tossed it over us while we held each other. I sighed in content as I heard his breathing slow to signal that he was falling asleep. Everything just felt… right. I let my eyes drift close and drifted off into a deep sleep.
**
We woke to the sound of a loud bang and a joyful squeal of ‘Oh my god’. I swiveled my head off of Edmunds chest to she Keri beaming at me. Peter was with her and after a second of complete shock he strode over to the side of the bed, the side Edmund was on. Edmund looked at his brother calmly and after a second I could see the nonverbal conversation they were having.
(A/N): so just to be sure I wanted to put here that they aren’t actually saying these things. It’s just how Kristi is interpreting their facial expressions. ;)
“God Edmund. What have you done?” Peter asked.
“It looks like I just had sex,” Edmund said calmly.
“And was that a good idea? Were you… ready?” Peter asked with a glance at me.
“I wouldn’t have done it if I hadn’t wanted to,” Edmund replied. Peter thought about that for a few moments then blushed.
“How was it?” he asked tuning redder by the second.
“Best. Shit. Ever.” Edmund said with a nod. Peter went thoughtful again and then simply turned and left us alone. Keri sent me wink and followed him out while closing the door behind her.
“Ok… that was awkward,” I said finally breaking the silence.
“Definitely,” he said with a smile at me. I absently drew patterns across his chest with my fingers. We kept looking at each other and I knew I had do be the one to bring it up.
“What was it?” I asked simply.
“What was it to you?” he shot back.
“I asked you first,” I said with a grin.
“Mean,” he muttered. “Ok. I’ll just be honest?”
“I think that would be good right about now,” I said with a chuckle. I was a little nervous about what he would say.
“Yeah. I’ve honestly wanted to do that since… we fought. The first time,” he blushed. It was adorable.
“Really?” I asked in awe. He nodded and I thought about it. “Same for me. I just didn’t realize it until now honestly.”
“I realized when you were lost upstairs. When we got close. Would you… like to do something with me?”
“Like a date?” I asked.
“Exactly like a date.”
“Like what?”
“Well not riding… swimming?”
“Actually I’m not that good at swimming either…” I said with a blush.
“Ok. Why don’t you save us some time and tell me what you’d like to do?” he asked and laughed.
“Hiking?” I asked.
“It’s a date,” he muttered and kissed me sweetly.