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She tapped her foot impatiently, arms folded over her chest. Clovis had wanted her to meet him in Bray Exoscience, the main level, for a surprise. It had been ten minutes.
"I do hope you haven't been waiting long." His voice echoed as he entered, his arms behind his back. There was a playful air about him, and it made Lorien's skin prickle with desire.
"Ten minutes. You're late, Mr 'I demand everyone else to be here right on the dot.' What excuses you from being late?" The distance had closed between them once he'd stepped up on the platform.
"These," he produced a bouquet of roses from behind him, making her gasp in surprise. "These are why I am late. Am I forgiven?" He leaned in to kiss her cheek, cupping her neck as well.
"Of course. I wasn't angry to begin with. But even if I was... You've more than made up for it." She kissed him sweetly, but his arm wrapped around her waist, still holding the bouquet.
"I have... A request. You can refuse of course, but..." His free hand began toying with a strand of her hair. "I have specific... Desires, fantasies I wish to indulge in. Do I have your consent?"
Without a word she pulled away and opened her sweatshirt, revealing her bare chest. She'd had a feeling, a sixth sense, if you will, that he would want to try something here. So she came prepared.
Setting the flowers down gently, Clovis ran his finger down between her breasts, tracing the lights on her skin down to the dip in her hips. Slipping his finger past the waistband of her pants, revealed that she wore nothing under them.
"Delicious. It's as though you read my mind."
"I know you well, Clovis Bray. Just as you know me. I'm yours, and I consent."
He pulled on the waistband and her body gently crashed into his as they kissed, his hands weaving into her hair. Her hands deftly undid his tie and shirt, pushing it open and down to his elbows while he began to grind against her. Passion ignited between them, and even when they both were down to nothing, they felt hot, and only the cool air from the vent above made it somewhat bearable.
Lorien willingly laid on her back in the middle of the platform, smack dab in the middle of the Bray Exoscience emblem there. Clovis was going to make a meal of this night- he needed to show her how much he loved her.
Yes, Clovis Bray was madly in love with Lorien. A woman who had been a stranger no less than four months ago, had now worked her way into his heart.
“You consent to anything I desire of you?” He was settled between her legs, kissing down each of her thighs before pressing one to her heat as well. The way she squirmed was delightful.
“Y-Yes. But don’t tease me, Clovis. Do whatever you want, just don’t tease.”
He obeyed by instantly burying his face between her legs. His tongue lashed violently as her hand pushed down on his head, forcing him deeper. She moaned and whimpered, legs already trembling with the rapid build of pleasure.
Clovis felt his own pleasure building. He’d be buried inside her soon enough, so he kept going. Her moans echoed through the room, and eventually was followed by a loud cry as she came undone. Expertly he took it all, leaving nothing behind as his nails dug into her skin.
He did this once more, and she was begging for him.
“Clovis…Baby, please. Need you inside me.” She pulled his hair, legs wrapping around him as he continued to devour her. His glasses had been tossed to the side some distance away, the heat of her skin and the pressure having fogged them up.
Once more she fell apart as her back arched, and he lapped up her sweet release, like he just couldn’t get enough. Once he was satisfied, Clovis pulled away and propped himself on his elbow beside her, using his lab coat as a cushion.
She turned to look at him, face flushed as her high slowly wore off. Her hand moved to start tracing idle patterns on his chest, gasping when he gripped her wrist and pulled her on top as he rolled over.
“Your turn to do whatever you'd like,” his hand brushed through her hair gently, “I just want you to know…”
She silenced him by kissing him, letting her tongue explore his mouth. A soft moan was exchanged between them, and when she pulled away, Clovis grumbled.
“Lay back and enjoy.”
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His back arched as she rode him, and his nails dug into her supple thighs while crying out her name. Their voices echoed through the room, louder than before, and this made Lorien blush deeply- it felt like they were being watched.
There was a moment of silence between them before he suddenly flipped her on her back.
“I have a request…” he gently removed himself, kissing her forehead before grabbing his tie from the pile of clothes. His original thought was to tie her wrists together, but a quick glance at her neck made him change his mind.
“You will wear this as a makeshift collar. If you do something I like, then nothing will happen. Should you disappoint me, I will tighten it and pull hard on it. Do you understand?” She nodded, and he mounted her once more, tying the fabric around her neck. She was able to breathe, but felt the slight pressure when she inhaled. Once more he rolled over so that she was on top. Her hips began to move, and his free hand began palming her breast.
“You're kinky,” she panted as the pace increased. “I just hope you won't have me call you that.”
Just then he pulled the tie, and she gasped when it tightened, her mouth open in surprise.
“Never.” He sat up and crushed his lips to hers, fingers working to loosen the tie again.
They had fucked, cuddled, and made love until they were completely spent, come early morning. Lorien's body was covered in bruises, and her core ached. Upon waking, Clovis pulled himself out, making her wince. She tried to stand up, but her legs felt like jello, and her heat was throbbing.
“You made sure I couldn't walk properly, didn't you?” She groaned again when unsteadily balancing to pull her pants on. Clovis didn't struggle one bit, and he couldn't help but chuckle.
“Indeed. Just a subtle reminder of who you belong to. I never was able to finish my sentence before you so rudely interrupted me.” Once they were dressed, he pulled her close, one hand on the small of her back while the other caressed her cheek.
“I'm sorry. I wanted you to have a good time. What is it?”
A second's hesitation, followed by a tender kiss.
“I love you, Lorien. You were but a stranger four months ago, but you worked your way into my heart, and I love you dearly.” His eyes bore into hers, his fingers tracing the lights on her skin.
“I…I love you too.” Lorien pulled him into a deep kiss as tears fell. Her heart had burst at his confession, and it felt as though a huge weight had been lifted from her chest.
“My heart is yours, my dear. I trust you'll take good care of it. As I will yours.”