Only fools fall in love [CW]

”Mhm,” she said, assuring him that he was a special case. To be fair, if she was a doctor and only had appointment for his boyfriend, this would be a special case she wouldn’t be able to say no to, even though she never saw any other ‘patient’. There was just something about him. His hand found a handful of hair to hold onto, making her smile widen a bit.
She raised her brows just a bit when he asked when. He clearly wasn’t done for today. As he looked at her lips she licked her lips a bit, only to tell him she knew what he was looking at. She could feel how her lips almost burned, and she herself wished for their kisses to continue.

And as she had teased him, being so close to his lips, he gave her what she had longed for, though it hadn’t been that long since she had just had it. But he didn’t let their lips stay together for long before he asked her something she had never thought he would ask. “Yeah,” she replied without hesitation, even though as soon as the word had left her lips, she knew that this might have been a bad idea. What did he expect of her? Besides from that, she knew that no matter what, Hunter could never know; at least that was what she though of right now. She let one hand slid out of his hair and to his jaw, caressing it a bit. “Do you want to go to the shore by yourself or do you want me to stay here?” she wondered. Mostly she wanted to walk by herself, but she surely didn’t mind staying here for him.

He carried her a little distance before he let her walk the rest, and told her he was just going to find his sister and meet her at the parking lot, “Yeah, see you there,” she said before she let him run off to find his sister. She herself wrapped her wet body in the kimono and went back to her friends who had been looking after her stuff. She hadn’t had a lot with her, but she had a white drawstring bag with the name Martin embroidered in thick black letters on the bottom of the bag. She told her friends that she had gotten tired and a new friend of hers would drive her home – no need for them to know where she was actually going, right? It wasn’t like he would kidnap, rape or kill her – right? She trusted him and even if he was a bad guy, she would figure something out – she was confident in her decision.

She hugged her closest friend and waved to everyone else before she headed to the parking lot where she stood and waited. Even though it felt like eternity to stand and wait, she hadn’t been standing there fore very long, before her eye caught sight of the tall figure. The corners of her lips turned up in a smile and she approached him, and the jeep they were going to drive in. Even though she trusted him, she made sure just to glance through the windows to see if there was anybody else in the car. He opened the door for her, and a flattered smile appeared as she got in on the passenger’s seat. Such a gentleman. Hunter had never done something like that.

Kemuel then sat down at the driver’s seat and looked over at her. He leaned in to kiss her, and she gently kissed back. Was this too romantic? She could feel the butterflies in her belly now. He wondered where she wanted to go but before she could answer he suggested somewhere they could get dry. She gave him a little smirk, “So, your place?” she wondered, biting her bottom lip and raising her eyebrows a little. She wouldn’t have them at her place, because either Lauren was home and would make Taylor worried, or her mother was home and wouldn’t let them have any privacy.

Taylor nodded a bit confident when Kemuel agreed to go to his place. She knew her mother would be home, and Lauren was probably out with The Serpents. The fact that Taylors mother was home was more than enough for her to use as an excuse. She was relaxed and listened to the music, and when he took her hand, she didn’t hesitate with turning her hand and interlocking their fingers. The further away from the beach they got, the less she thought about her relationship with Hunter. It was almost like she left it at the beach. As they were getting closer to Thunder Grove, she recognized the route and finally when they parked, she put two and two together. Kemuel and Taylor lived so close to each other. Like he lived in the apartments and Taylor lived in the houses. What a coincidence. This was also why she kept an eye open on where she lived, that her mother didn’t went to empty the trash and saw her, that would be tragic. He opened the door for her and she smiled widely at him, “Thank you,” she replied with a confident smile. As soon as the door was closed and the car locked, she went and interlocked her fingers with his. She followed him calmly, even though her eyes still tried to look towards the houses, to make sure her mother didn’t see her.

He opened the door and welcomed her, she thanked him and quickly followed him inside taking a look at the place. It looked wonderful. Before she could ask him if he lived here alone or anything alike, he excused himself to grab them some towels. Taylor therefore followed his instructions and found a soft drink for each of them. She put the drinks on the kitchen counter next to the fridge and opened them. Before she could do much more, he was already back, handing her a towel. “Oh, thank you,” she said and wrapped it around her body before she looked up at him. What a tall, slim figure. She made a small, wondering hum when he said so, wondering what he wanted to say – even though he didn’t want to spill many more words, since his glistening eyes looked into hers with such a passion and he leaned in to kiss her.
Completely bewitched of the tall figure, she wrapped her arms around his neck, which made the towel fall to the ground. She tried her best to stand on her toes, so he wouldn’t get any neck problems or alike. Standing on her toes, also meant that she leaned closer up against his body. Every inch of her body wanted to get closer to his – something she hadn’t really felt like before with Hunter. A soft pleasured sigh left her lips between the kisses; telling him that she wanted more. She finally broke the kiss to get some air. “Maybe we should dry our clothes?” she suggested quite innocently; hinting to the fact that they might want to get naked, but was she ready to have her first time, and had he even realized that she was a virgin? Maybe it wasn’t that important to tell him right now, maybe it was better to tell him if they got so far, who knew, they might just only end up snuggling.

As soon as Kemuel bent down and let his arms wrap around her waist, she knew what was going to happen, and quickly managed to swing her legs around his waist, just like they had been in the open sea. He carried her into his kitchen and put her onto the kitchen island, breaking the kiss, smirking at her. “Would that be a problem, Kemuel?” she said, specifically using his name, since he did that to her. She felt how his hands traveled up her thighs, trying to pull a little at the kimono. So, he was going to strip her of her clothing, right here in the kitchen? He pulled her closer and she could feel how her legs spread around him. Her heart raised to her throat and nervosity start to ruin her fun. “I- uh…” she said trying to be gentle when he got the news. Her arms were still wrapped around his neck and she gave him a short peck on the lips “I’m a virgin, so be gentle with me,” she told him, hoping it wouldn’t make things awkward nor make him want to quit the ‘task’.

She could feel that he sensed that something was off, but what was off, was only that she had never tried it before. He let his thumbs glide over her stomachs skin giving her pleasurable chills. He assured her that he would be gentle, making the corners of her mouth curl up. He then told her to tell him if anything was uncomfortable or if she wanted to stop. Her smile got slightly more serious, “Yeah, I will,” she replied but even though, she replied that, he wanted her to be sure that she knew that she could just say stop if she didn’t want to anyway. She smiled and nodded a bit. “Alright. I’ll tell you if I change my mind. And same goes to you,” she said softly, and with a calm movement she let the white kimono glide off her shoulders. She bit her lower lip a little. “But the kitchen isn’t that comfortable, is it?” she wondered, clearly believing that he had the experience to know. She had seen some adult TV., where the deed was done in the kitchen, but it generally didn’t look that comfortable for the woman, not that she expected anything of her first time.
Her thoughts had completely left Hunter at the door. Nothing was going to spoil her time with Kemuel. She was going to enjoy this, or at least that was her expectations. Her let her arms wrap slightly tighter around his neck, who knew, maybe he wished to carry her little being into his bed, or maybe she was going to walk.

His arms found their way to her legs, and she immediately wrapped her legs around him, smiling quite satisfied with being carried, even though she didn’t need it. He then walked upstairs, making her look a bit for every step he took, because if he fell forward, she would be the one who took all the hits, but it didn’t take long before he was in the bedroom. She didn’t give it much thought that this place was very big for one single man, she imagined it might just be his parents who were on some kind of business trip or alike, but his room did indeed seem to be the master bedroom. Everything was exceptionally folded and tugged in. Everything seemed like it had been done by a perfectionist. Was he so tidy?

He then placed her on the edge of the bed and got down on his knees, pulling off her bikini bottoms. Her hands slightly behind her back supporting herself so it was easier to get them off. She could already feel how her breathing got heavier from being exited and somewhat nervous. She let her arms find their way back to his neck, and let her hands slide down his arms to meet his hands and show them where the lock of her bikini top was. It was a simple knot which was quite easy to untie. This would also result in him getting closer, resulting in her hands leaving, framing his face and pulling him in to another kiss.

It felt like experienced hands which found their way behind her back to untie her bikini top. It did take longer than when she did it herself, but she found reason in it, being he didn’t have to work with bras most of his life like most other women. He threw the top on the ground and supported her head in the kiss as he got a firm grip. The other hand traveled over her skin until it reached her nipple. It gave her goosebumps and everything felt so electrocuting.
A small gasp for air left her ash he pulled his lips away from her, starting a question before his lips traveled with kisses towards her ear and asked her how it felt. “Good,” she whispered assuring him that he didn’t do anything wrong or something that felt wrong. She leaned her head back, arched her back a bit, which gave him access to more of her neck and chest. One of her hands traveled to his upper arm, the other from his neck a little down towards his back, before she could feel it wouldn’t be comfortable to have her arm that way and let it found its way under his arm which was in her hair. “Everything is good,” she reassured him

It was such a pleasure to feel his lips against her neck and down towards her shoulder. Her eyes were closed, and she turned her head away and kissed his wrist, since that was the only thing she could reach right now. Her breathing was slightly slower, taking in everything he did to her, even as his fingers traveled down her ribcage and continued towards her hips. It didn’t tickle her – her mindset wasn’t set on that at all. Besides from feeling everything was so pleasurable she proclaimed in surprise as he moved her further up the bed. Her head followed him as he laid down beside her.

She couldn’t help but hold her breath as his fingers traveled closer to between her legs. As soon as his hand reached her private region, her legs slammed together as if they were oysters. She got shocked by her body’s own reaction making her open her eyes and look directly into his. “I’m sorry,” she said before her legs loosened up to him again, one leg falling all the way down towards him, so she almost laid on her side. He had even asked her if there was something she would rather have him do. “This is fine,” she said softly, “Is there anything I can do to you?” she wondered letting the hand furthest from him find his waist, and the other find his jawline, caressing it ever so gently with her fingertips and short nails.

It was almost like a dog tried to bite him, how he took his hand away. She nodded a little as he asked if she was sure. She turned a little more towards him, resulting in her legs to close a bit, as he told her they didn’t have to do it. “No, it’s okay. I want to,” she told him and tried to lean forward as she asked if there was anything she could do. He wasn’t that experienced and would therefore rather focus on her. It made her smile softly and a little teasingly. “Okay. But I want to. I just haven’t been touched like that before,” she said and let the hand on his waist find his arm and slide down to his hand. Their fingers sliding along each other, realizing how long his fingers were to her short ones. She was a small girl after all. She then took his hand and pulled it towards her legs to place it on her thigh. “Follow me,” she whispered. She let go of his hand, by letting her own hand travel between her legs. This way she knew where her own hand was going and could feel how it felt when different parts were touched. As his hand got closer she let her hand by his jaw push his face to face her so she could kiss him while he touched her.

A slow, pleasured, soft hum left her, as he allowed himself to try again. It was just something very different when someone else did it. The pressure, the speed and the movement, even though she had done her best to show him where, how and everything, it was just something different. She felt much more prepared for his touch. As soon as she got his eyes away from her lower regions, they could kiss again. As soon as his fingers glided from her clit and down to her opening she gasped a little, kissing him further and arching her upper back a bit. It was definitely teasing and surely got her wet, so even when his fingers finally slipped into her, a mix between a gasp and a moan left her. She pulled him closer and deepened the kiss, humming a little. Was it supposed to feel this good? It felt so illegal – even though to her it also was to some extent. “Keep going,” she gasped between some kisses before she pressed her lips together for a little while and tilted her head back to a greater moan, followed by a hum. What kind of witchcraft was sex even? “Ah, please,” she begged and bit his lip a little.

Taylor could almost swear that his was like a pleasure heaven. It was so nice being with him that she almost forgot everything about time and space, so when he pressed his lips towards hers for a moment, she opened her eyes when he took them away. It was clearly him who wanted to tell her something. An approving and pleasured hum left her as he said he was going to find some protection. She wasn’t going to risk getting an STI nor getting pregnant. When his fingers then glided out, she furrowed her brows a little disapprovingly before she let her head fall back into the bed with a small and somewhat relieved sigh. Not that she had felt pressured, but it was ‘easier’ to breathe properly when he wasn’t working on her. She may or may not have forgotten how to breathe properly, all caught up in how good it felt.

As he got up, she opened her eyes a little before she winked at him and pulled one of the blankets a little over her. Her body was already plenty warm, and she didn’t want to get too cold. Her eyes were almost closed, containing the pleasurable feeling in her body, but she kept an eye out to see him and saw how he gathered a condom and went back to the bed. When he got his trunks off, she was pretty impressed with the sight. Yeah, she might’ve seen some dicks by accident on google, but it was something different to see it in real life and… It was going to fit inside her? It almost scared her, but he had promised to be gentle to her, and she believed him. Maybe there was space to more than she expected? She had some trouble with continuing to watch his member and how he got the condom on, so she moved her brown eyes up to watch his very focused face, which made her smile. When it was on, he looked up at her, which made her bite down into her bottom lip. She was about to remove the blanket which had only covered her torso when he pulled her by her legs, making her chuckle a little as the covers slid along her back. It was almost like the placement of his hands contained her and made her feel whole. She nodded, “Ready,” she whispered her reply letting her golden skinned hands find each of their positions. One by his neck and the other by his shoulder. He positioned his member towards her entrance, and it didn’t take long before he entered her, making her close her eyes in a gasp and furrow her brows a little while she squeezed her hands a little. It pinched a little. She opened her eyes again, softening her expression and grip and nodded to him, “It’s okay,” she assured him slightly out of breath and tried to pull him down into a kiss. It was a weird pleasurable feeling which she had never thought of experiencing. Pleasurable hums and moans left her, making her a self-conscious about how she sounded, which made her lower herself a little – she actually didn’t know if there was anybody home besides him.

A short approving hum left her to reassure him that everything was fine. She got him down into a kiss. He kissed her so gently and… Having him inside of her felt so weirdly good, even tough it pinched a little, but it lessened for each time he moved.
His hands on her thighs seemed to better the rhythm of them. She couldn’t help but to moan somewhat sweetly. It wasn’t overpowering nor loud, but it was clear that she enjoyed herself. It was even supported by pleasured hums whenever she bit her bottom lip. She had trouble keeping her eyes open for too long, not because she was getting tired, but because she focused on the pleasure. But the opened a little as he started to spill words. One hand ran through his hair, keeping some of it away from his face. She was impressed that he could even form words right now, and therefore only gave him an approving hum.

Euphoria and ecstasy was approximately the right words to describe the feeling Taylor was experiencing. It was nice and pleasurable, but even though she didn’t know it, there was still some way for her to get over the edge – quite far. But he kept the pace, was gentle and nice to her. As he angled himself a bit more, it was like he turned up the volume “Oh my…” she breathed out slightly high-pitched. It didn’t take long before he leaned down onto her shoulder making her gasp a little for air. What the hell had just happened? She had just had sex with this handsome looking guy, how wasn’t even her boyfriend. That was what had just happened.

She got out of bathroom with her hair tied up with one of her bracelets. Kemuel had found a white and blue striped t-shirt with a V-neck for her. It didn’t really fit her – her being this small and all, so it was almost a nightgown for her. He pulled her close which made her chuckle a bit and let her hands interlock with her own hands behind his neck, “Yeah, I’m alright,” she said, though she had her suspicions she might be able to feel it later. To expand like that was after all nothing she was used to and having her first time there had been a little blood, but nothing that couldn’t be handled easily “And you?” she asked and tried to pull them closer to the bed, not that she wanted round two, but she just wished to snuggle up.

Zadkiel yawned a little as she pulled up, and looked over at her as she asked if he was mad, “What? No, I’m not mad,” he said, look at how she killed the engine and moved closer. He smiled softly as she kissed his cheek. As she promised she would make it up to him, he chuckled a little and put up his hand to show a little distance between his thumb and index finger, “Okay, maybe just a little mad,” he joked, just to make sure she didn’t change her mind, even though it didn’t seem like she would. He wouldn’t mind getting a little when they got upstairs to their bedroom. He had actually missed their own bed.
He felt like he had gotten a whole lot better since his hand had ended in cast, as if it had been the push he had needed – even though it had been Letha who had pushed the thought forwards. After all, he had appointments every week.
She was quick to get out of the car, and therefore he hurried to get out of the car, grabbed his bag and followed Letha quickly. He wasn’t going to miss a thing. “You know, being home also makes it a lot easier to just stay in and watch a movie… with homemade crepes… With Nutella… Marshmallows… and fresh strawberries for breakfast,” he teased her a little. Of course, mentioning this, he would make some for her the next morning. He wasn’t a mean person to mention his loved one’s favorite dish and then not make it to her. Hopefully, it could motivate her to get inside faster, so the morning arrived quicker. “Do you have the keys?”