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Fiona Cassidine looked out her airplane window with little interest, her blue eyes reflection the clouds that surrounded them. Beside her was her father, and successful diplomat, Howard Cassidine. He was on his hand held computer, like always, and she didn't make an effort to disturb him. It would have been pointless, really, because his mind was always on other things.
Fiona spent her life living in various countries, her most current one being France, but now she was back in the States due to her father being transferred. Again. It was a never ending story of unpacked suitcases and a lack of friends. However, this time, she was enrolled in the college in town, and she hoped that for once, her father might take her into consideration before yanking her out of another school.
Her father turned to her, and squeezed her hand a bit. He gave her a smile - the charming one that he used on business associates- and she frowned. He only gave her that smile when he was about to give her bad news.
"I know how you feel about body guards, Fi, but..."
Fiona groaned and shook her head in exasperation. "Daddy, you promised! I'm twenty years old! I don't need a baby sitter..."
Her father gave her a stern look; a look that meant there was no point in arguing. Fiona sighed and looked back out her window.Fantastic.
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Axel Jordan was a name known only by a few. Family, friends, an ex or two. Yet the same person's alias, the Green Lantern, was infamous throughout the world as one of the most powerful superheros in the solar system, and founding member of the justice league. Axel was the grandson of the Legendary Green Lantern, Hal Jordan. He had inherited the ring from his grandfather, and with it the slight pride and cockiness that came with his power.
"You can't expect me to do this."
He exclaimed over a radio, planted behind his ear as he stood in an airport runway, starting at his watch.
"I save lives, protect suns and free nations, since when do I babysit for the justice league."
He groaned, knowing what HQ's response would be. It was an undercover mission of immense importance, no one is to know he's the green lantern, that he's just a body guard protecting the daughter of a diplomat who's safety ensures a country doesn't go to war. Still, it was a babysitting job.
He could only sigh, the thirty two year old man running his hand through his hair as he waited, armored car parked beside him, for the plane to arrive and land.
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Fiona got off the plane, refusing to even look at her father. Her heels clicked along the tile floor of the airport, her rolling suit case in one hand and her purse in the other. She could not believe this... After having a body guard with her at all times for years, she had hoped her father would finally give her some privacy and independence. But, no, it was just another empty promise of Howard Cassidine. Now she was stuck with what she assumed would be an old, boring man in a suit who would barely let her get her feet wet every minute of every day.
As they approached Axel, Fiona's eyes trained on a random bench out of sheer stubborn bitterness. Her father cleared his throat and threw Axel an apologetic look, but it wasn't completely genuine. Howard Cassidine was rarely sorry about anything.
"Mr. Jordan, this is my daughter, Fiona," he murmured, motioning to the irritated looking girl. "She will be who you will be looking after from now on, as you should know... Fiona, for the love of God, try to act pleasant." His words came through clenched teeth, and she whipped her head around to look at Axel. She was a little startled with his... well, attractive appearence. It was not something she was expecting, and therefor, it left her a speechless for half a second. She looked at him, her eyes narrowing a little, and sighed.
"Hello," she finally murmured, "And just so you know, I'm 20 years old. I feel like we should make that clear. So I don't really think your services are ne-"
"Fiona, that's enough," her father interupted. He looked at his watch with a look of frustration and shook his head, nodding to another limo. "I have a meeting I need to get to immediately. I'm already running late... Mr. Jordan, I trust you will take Fiona to the new house and get her situated?" He smiled and gave the man a nod, then rushed off, leaving the two alone together.
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The long wait ended as the airport doors slid open, and a glance upwards landed his eyes on Howard Cassidine. A sigh of relief followed as he no longer had to wait, yet his eyesight almost instantly drifted to the girl walking beside him. If he wasn't wearing the cliche dark sunglasses that came with the even more cliche bodyguard suit, the world would see them widen at the sight. The cliche was necessary, if he didn't blend in obnoxiously...he couldn't risk his identity as a hero. It wasn't something easy to do if you're an attractive six foot four tank. Yet, the outfit did what it could.
He did not expect this, someone so beautiful they would blind whoever stared long enough. Yet the moment she opened her mouth to talk, he was reminded that it was really going to be a baby sitting job. As she spoke to him about her age, he raised a brow quietly. He sort of purposely ignored her, perhaps a subconscious sense of arrogance wanted to feed on the reaction.
"Yes, Mr.Cassidine. Your daughter will be perfectly safe, I promise you."
As he left, Axel took off his sunglasses and slipped them into his jacket pocket. He took out his keys remote and clicked it, unlocking the Jet Black hummer parked along the sidewalk.
"Get in, Miss. Cassidine."
He said while turning, getting into the driver's seat and starting the car with a roar of its engine.
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The fact that he obviously ignored her was enough for Fiona to sulk, dropping her bags at her feet unceremoniously. She crossed her arms over her chest, not even offering a goodbye wave to her father, and arched an eyebrow at Axel. She could already tell that this was going to be so much worse than she had anticipated. Her past body guards might have been over protective, but they also spend most of their time trying to keep her happy. It was clear that she was not used to not being spoiled, despite how much she craved independence.
Wincing at the loud roar of the engine, she looked at him through the window of the Hummer. She made no move to climb in, looking at him like he had lost his mind.
"Aren't you going to get my bags?" she asked, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. After all, she never had a body guard that didn't help her with her bags...
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His head turned to watch her as she dropped her bags and stood there, expecting him to get her bags for her. Usually, he would, and get this mission over with but she just ticked with him. Axel didn't bullshit around, not as a normal human or as a lantern.
He lowered the passenger side window fully and turned his head towards her, bright green eyes locking onto her own for the first time. He couldn't help but pause a moment just to take in how beautiful she really was, before speaking.
"Miss Cassidine. I'm being paid to protect you from kidnappers and murderers. If you want your bags put in the car, let your father hire a bag boy and see how well he manages to save your rear when someone does eventually try to hurt you. Now if you value your life, get your bags in the trunk and get in. If not, I'm sure Airport security would be delighted to call a cab for you, If you really feel like sitting in a shitty Toyota with below average security guards."
He winced just then, anyone in the league would be able to just tell that HQ Just blew up his ear with yelling for saying what he did. Undercover, he had to remember, act like a normal body guard, he had to remember, yet his nature was just too cocky for that.
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Fiona looked into his green eyes, a little surprised at how clear and gorgeous they were, before narrowing her own. Waiting a few moments to see if he was bluffing, she started back at him, then let out a frustrated sigh. Yanking her bags off the ground, she threw the back seat door open and pushed them inside. It took her a moment, for she was not used to heavy lifting (and she packed her life in her suitcase) but she managed to get them inside. Her face a little red, she moved into the passenger seat and slammed the door shut behind him.
She crossed her legs and glared at him, letting out a little huff at the thought of being told off. "First off, like I tried to explain before my father cut me off, I'm twenty, not thirteen. I can handle myself just fine. Despite what my father thinks, I'm also quite intelligent. I had a 4.0 at my last university which I will be tranferring with, so it's clear that I'm smart enough to not walk into on coming traffic." She rolled her eyes a little. "As for kidnappers and murderers, I have my doubts. Nothing has ever happened to me before." What she didn't explain was the fact that she had had a full staff of body guards since the time she was born, which would mean that danger had never come within a hundred miles of her. However, Fiona did not realized the sheltered life she had been living in.
"And at least a bag boy would be somewhat polite," she mumbled under her breath, leaning back and looking out the window.
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A small victory smirk slipped across his lips as she put her bags in the trunk and sat next to him, slamming the door and crossing her legs. The smirk vanished quickly, and with the corner of his eye he glanced over her slender legs a moment. As she talked, he hit the gas and started driving towards the new luxury apartment complex they would be living in. It was the most conventional place to live, only one exit and entrance making it easier for protection.
"I find it surprising that a woman with a 4.0 average doesn't know simple physics. I mean the science in picking up a bag then setting it a few meters off the ground cannot be that ground breaking."
He kept a straight face, not even a grin, as he knew the comment would sting yet it was delivered in a somewhat polite way, if that was possible. Obeying orders from HQ here was harder than anything he's ever gone through.
"You've never been in any danger because your father makes sure you are not, I assume you've been flooded with help and protection since you expected someone to carry your bags. But if you will note, I am the only one watching you, instead of a horde of people. That alone speaks to my ability to keep you safe. So don't expect me to baby you."
It was probably the first time she wasn't called a 'girl', but a woman, a small look into how Axel thought of her, how he really was giving her what she wanted, recognition as an adult.
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Fiona looked over at him, his action of calling her a "woman" not going unnoticed, and pressed her lips together. Honestly, she had no idea that he was her only guard. Usually she had multiple in each country, and like he suggested, they babied her. Swallowing her pride a little, she nodded, knowing there was really nothing to say. Not to mention, he WAS giving her what she wanted, which was to be treated as an adult.
"How are you my only guard?" she asked, looking puzzled. "Who will switch shifts with you...?" She tilted her head to the side, the city zooming by. "Wait, are you living with us?"
Never had this happened before... Usually, she was watched by several guards, some only around as she slept. Part of her felt a little nervous about spending so much time with one man, but part of her was a little... intrigued. After all, he was an attractive man, even if he did come off as a jack ass at the moment.
She rubbed her thighs together a little, not realizing he was looking her over out of the corner of his eyes, and looked out the window.
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As they talked, time flew quickly and they neared their destination. The apartment complex was within a huge, hectic city. It stood right stack in the middle of the place so it would almost camouflage itself.
"Yes, I am your only guard. For good reasons."
He paused a moment, before continuing on. "I am your only guard because we don't want to draw any attention to you. If I was a kidnapper and I was picking someone to take at random, I'd pick the beautiful girl with a security flooding her, hm?"
He wasn't being sarcastic at all at this point, knowing she swallowed her pride he did not force his own arrogance either. He was more protective at this point as it was his nature. She may have been a brat but she is still someone he had to look after.
"And I have a hundred times the capabilities that all your bodyguards ever had combined."
He smirked just then, just long enough for her to catch it but just as quickly his expression return to the expected emotionless bodyguard look.
Suddenly, the car leaned forward as they headed down a slope into a garage. The Hummer barely fit, but it did and quickly they kept going deeper and deeper in. Finally, he turned the last corner and parked the car at a secure and private parking spot, right next to an elevator.
"Yeah, I'll be living with you. There's a room for me beside your own."
He said nonchalantly, yet internally the situation confused him. Initially he hated the idea of having to leave his home and babysit a brat he didn't even know. Yet awkwardly, now he found himself intrigued by her just as he was intriguing to her, not that he knew. He really was almost curious to see what would happen.
"Come on, get your bags."
He stepped out of the car and shut the door behind him, walking up to the trunk and grabbing his own bag that was dwarfed by the size of Fiona's huge suitcases. He paused a moment and took in how long it was going to take to get to the apartment, and with an aggravated sigh he grabbed her biggest suitcase that was about twice her size, and hauled it over his shoulder like it was a feather.
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Fiona swallowed nervously at the aspect of him living just one door down from her. After all, she'd been sheltered for twenty years, so her lack of experience with men was at zero. As embarassing as it was, she's only been on a hand full of dates, which we always monitored, and none of those men even compared to the older man beside her...
"Well, I guess we will have to get used to eachother then," she murmured, looking around the dark garage with curious eyes. Wow. They were really making an effort to keep her safe in America. Never had her apartments been this sealed off form the world... It made her wonder if her quest for a normal life was more out of reach than she thought... Her eyebrow arched at his arrogant statement, and she rolled her eyes. She could clearly see that he was strong man, and he seemed intelligent, but more skilled than all her guards combined? This man was full of shit.
Grabbing her smaller bag, she grinned when he finally gave in to getting her large bag, then let herself into the apartment. It was nice and fully furnished with the best money could buy, just like any other place she had lived in. Her heels clicked across the marble floor, and she dropped her bag near the doorway. Biting her lip, she moved over to the fridge and grabbed a can of Dr. Pepper. Most people would go check the place out, but Fiona wasn't interested. It was obvious that this was nothing new; that after living in different places her whole life, the excitement wasn't there anymore. "Just a warning," she murmured, "You'll hardly ever see my father around her. Unless the TV counts." And with that, she sat on the couch and sighed, happy to be out of a moving vehicle.
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That little grin of victory he saw slip across her lips when he carried the one bag that was just about bigger than her almost made him want to drop it on her and have her just carry it all the way to the apartment, but finally a little restraint showed up and he let it go. A quick elevator ride took them to the apartment, and quickly she stepped in as he followed. He waited until her back was turned, and for a split second he activated his ring to put a barrier along the door. With that, he turned and shut it, locking it afterwards.
An eyebrow lightly raised at her statement about the absence of her father, followed by a small hum as he picked up his bag again.
"So daddy's not here to take care of you? Hm, good luck finding your way around the apartment, let alone the city."
He snickered lightly. "Then again, if you do ask politely, I may consider acquainting you with the city and where you'll be going to college. Maybe."
With that he stepped into a door on her right, beside another room. The door of his room was much smaller than the one next to it, her room no doubt.
"Oh, and I only have one rule: Don't step a foot into my room."
He shut the door behind him and sighed loudly. The room was fairly small, it looked like it didn't belong in the house, almost like someone asked for it to be this size and this...dull. There was a bed in the corner, a floor to cieling mirror, a weight rack and a bench to lift. He took a breath as he flopped down on the bed, sitting up and taking off his shirt as the heat condensed in his room. He eyed his ring lightly, before pressing a finger to his ear.
"I got her to the safehouse, that concludes the first part of the assingment. Tell me again how long I have to be here?"
"Until the mission is done, Lantern."
Finally with a last sigh of acceptance, he got up and hung his shirt on the door knob, not realizing it wasn't locked.
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Fiona eyed him carefully from where she sat on the couch in the living room, arching an eyebrow. "I think I can find my way around on my own," she mumbled, trying to not act as bitter as she felt. Here she was, alone in a huge apartment with a man she had just met; a man who seemed just about as happy to see her as she was him. Fantastic. Letting out a sigh, she walked across the room and ripped open her back, pulling out a Literature book for her upcoming class and plopping back down on the couch. Pulling her legs up underneath her, she found the place she left off and continued reading. No, she really didn't need to be reading from her text book, especially since the class hadn't even started. However, there was little to do when you were a diplomat's daughter. He rarely let her go out, and if he did, she was to be escorted. Half the time she stayed home out of spite.
After about an hour or so of reading, Fiona tossed her book to the side and walked over to the window, grinning at the city lights. She'd never been to a city quite like this before, and if she had, she wasn't let outside her door to actually see it... Biting her lip, she looked over at Axel's door and let out a defeated sigh. She really did want to see the city...
She knocked on his door, running a hand through her hair as a blush crept across her cheeks. It wasn't like her to actually ASK to be escorted around town, but he intrigued her and so did the city... After waiting a moment with no answer, the impatient girl, twisted the door knob and pushed it open.
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As time passed while Axel finished his conversation with HQ, he found himself resting his back along his bed for a mere moment. He had gotten no sleep for the past few days, having been yanked off one of the Justice League teams dealing with another problem in Albania to do this specific assignment. As one to expect, he drifted asleep as he was. His toned, muscular figure was almost too big for his own bed, his shirt thrown on the floor like a sloppy bachelor, his bag open with a few clothes hanging out of the zipper as if the bag had erupted, and his shoes were thrown at the end of the bed.
The moment she knocked, he was awake. He would never really fall asleep persay, but through training he would just rest his eyes and constantly keep aware of his surrounding twenty four hours a day. If you ask anyone who had powers and used them for good, they would tell you that the most difficult thing to deal with is the paranoia, and the constant alertness required of you. You never really fell asleep.
Before he could even answer her, she stormed into his room impatiently. Curiously, knowing he had little on, he pretended to still be asleep to see what she would do. Part of it, was simply his teasing nature. The other part, in the back of his mind was constantly throbbing, wondering what possible outcome could flourish with her walking into a room, and finding him shirtless on a bed.
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Fiona looked into the room, her expression softening a little at the sight of him asleep. There he was, laying across the bed that looked much too small for his muscular body, and not wearing a shirt. The way his chest rose and fell, his muscles tensing and relaxing with each breath he took. She bit her lip, taking a quiet step forward as her eyes scanned his toned body. A blush spread across her cheeks, and she stood over him. It took her a moment to realize that she was staring at him like a creep, making no move to either leave or wake him. God, he might be a jackass, but he was hot as hell...
Swallowing nervously, she reached out and put her hand on his bare shoulder, shaking it a little. "Axel," she whispered, leaning down a little. Her hand stopped shaking him, but her fingers seemed to be unable to recoil from his heated flesh. They stayed there, he thumb stroking the smooth skin without her even thinking about it. "Axel..."
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He was lucky to have his eyes closed. They did well to hide the small surges that sparked across her body at her touch. He waited silently, steadying his breath despite this abrupt feeling of anxiousness that he managed to hide. His skin warmed and let her hand fall upon it gracefully, letting his body get cupped by her touch perfectly, like it was designed to have her hand rest where it was. He had to maintain himself, this was a mission and he was to do nothing but protect her...yet why was he feeling vulnerable.
He stayed still for a while longer, only to have her whisper his name slowly and her thumb stroke his skin gently. He didn't want to move at that point, for her touch was agonizingly warm and comforting, the feeling of her breath flowing along his body didn't help contain this sensation. Hell, it was hard enough containing his manhood because of the provocative situation they found them self in.
He knew he couldn't let her just stay like that, it wouldn't be appropriate. He's a hero goddammit, he's not some weak human would succumb to emotions like these. However, he found himself unable to yell or be sarcastic. Instead, his head turned just lightly so his eyes were on par with hers, opening them so his green hues could lock onto own crystal blue ones, uttering only a few words.
"Didn't I tell you not to come into my room?"
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It took a ridiculous amount of effort to take her eyes away from his. They were mesmerizing, and Fiona found herself unable to look away from them. God, this was bad... Why was her stomach knotting at the sight of herbodyguard?
She blushed, her eyes narowing at his words. In one quick motion, she stood up straight and crossed her arms over his chest, her eyes moving to glance out the door way. She just had to look away from him, for she wasn't exactly sure what she would do if she didn't.
"Well, you didn't answer when I knocked. For all I knew, something happened to you," she snapped, which was a lie, but it was the only thing she could think up at the moment. Her head was still foggy from their contact...
"And I came in here, because... Well, I'd like to go out," she murmured, still refusing to look him in the eyes. "I mean, I'd like for you to take me out... around the city... Please." She rolled her eyes at the last word.
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A smirk slipped across his lips as she yanked herself away from him and stood, breaking their contact. Though smirking there was a hint of sadness there, however quickly dismissed.
"Oh didn't I? My apologies." He snickered lightly, before sitting up as she asked to go outside to see the city. "Well, since you asked so politely how can I say no."
His tone was teasing, just enough to sting a little again, but at least taking her out would cloud his mind from the thoughts he was having about her just a minute ago. He walked up to his back and reached in, throwing on a white wifebeater. He somewhat shamelessly dropped his pants afterwards, leaving the back of his lower body exposed to her for a moment before he grabbed a pair of jeans and slipped them on. He had forgotten that she was so sheltered that something like that was probably shocking to her, where nowadays normal people have a lot less problems with nudity.
"I'll have to take you somewhere people wouldn't expect to find a daddy's girl, so no mall for you...in fact, I know a place."
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Fiona's eyes went wide at the sight of him dropping his pants, revealing the back of his toned lower body. She swallowed nervously, unable to look away for a moment, the quickly covered her eyes. "Do you mind?" she snapped, "This is a fraternity house." She turned around with a huff, facing the door way in order to not let him see the deep red blush creeping across her face. Biting her lip, she willed herself to push the image of his naked body out of her mind.
"You know, I don't like the fact that you stereotype me," she mumbled, walking out of his room and into her own. Her room was about three times as large with a king sized bed in the middle, and beautiful furniture all spread around. She moved to her closet, finding that the rest of her clothes that weren't in her bags had been successfully shipped over, and stepped inside to change. When she emerged from the large closet, she was wearing a pair of jeans and a pale blue shirt that exposed one of her shoulders.
"Well, what is this place I'll be going to?" she murmured, leaning against her own doorway, and not about to go back into his room. As of now, that was dangerous, because the idea of seeing him half naked was giving her feelings she knew better than to have.
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He couldn't help but snort lightly as she turned and protested after a pause to his brief nudity, only to have her storm out yet again afterwards and into her own room. As she changed, he grinned lightly and yelled just loud enough that his voice broke through the wall separating their rooms.
"Stereotype you? Oh you mean you're not a daddy's princess who's been overprotected her whole life, spoiled to the brim and now thinks she's independent enough to do what she wants?"
He really had no idea how true his statement was, in fact he really was jokingly stereotyping not knowing what he said wasn't that far from the truth. The comment was meant to tease, intrigue possibly as a grin crawled along his lips. Once he got ready, he walked out of his room just as she did. She leaned along her door and asked were they were going after putting on a rather appealing outfit that seemed to fit her figure perfectly.
He eyed her for a moment, biting his lower lip quickly to attempt to distract himself but to no avail. He placed his arm against the doorway over her head, leaning on the side just as she did. Needless to say there was barely any space between them at that point, and his head tilted down to look at her.
"I'll surprise you. You'll trust me to show you a good time won't you?"
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Fiona clenched her jaw and huffed, rolling her eyes at him. She bit her tongue, trying not to get into an arguement about what he thought of her. It was obvious he thought of her as a spoiled, bratty princess, and there was nothing she could say that would change his mind. In reality, Fiona was raised by nannies and watched after by security guards. There were plenty of birthdays that her father simply gave the nanny money to take her shopping, lots of canceled dinner dates, and most importantly, lots of lonely nights. While she was spoiled and entitled, she was certainly not daddy's princess.
However, her desire to tell him how it was left as quickly as it came, for he was standing so close to her right now, she could feel his hot breath ghosting over her face. She swallowed nervously, her eyes rolling up to look into his own green orbs, and bit her lip. Looking over at his raised arm which held him up against the doorway, noticing the slight buldge of his bicep, Fiona was at a loss for words.
"I... Well, okay," she finally stammered, "Just tell me if I am dressed properly for where ever it is you are taking me to... And then we can be on our way." With that, she arched an eyebrow at him, not moving away from him just yet. Her knees felt too weak to move at the moment.
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Axel smiled at her reaction, perhaps it was the first time she ever saw him smile. He glanced downwards to examine what she wore once more, humming lightly as they stood face to face, body to body. He leaned in just a little more so his body lightly pressed against her own, and his free hand lifted itself so a finger could trace the outlines of her bare shoulder.
"This...this'll do just fine."
He couldn't dare to pull himself away either. The tension just kept mounting and mounting up to the point where he found it ridiculously hard just to get away from her. He knew where he was going to take her, he knew what she was wearing would probably have her hit on, and he knew he then would step in to protect her. He didn't know why he had that plan, he couldn't think at all at this point. All he knew was it was easier to rip clouds out of the sky than rip himself away from that door.
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Fiona's breath hitched when he touched her shoulder, and a shiver ran up her spine. The rough pad of his warm finger gave her goosebumps, and her eyes seemed to glaze over as she looked into his. This man was not just attractive. No, he was mesmerizing. What was it about him that made him so intriguing - so different from all the other guards she ever had? After several long moments of silence and paralysis on her part, she finally tore her eyes away from him and ducked under his arm. Walking out into the living room, she made her way to the elevator and looked over at him over her shoulder.
"Well, are you coming?" she asked, arching an eyebrow at him before pushing the button for the doors to open. Her hands were shaking a little, and her heart was racing. Something told her this night was going to be interesting.
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If she hadn't ripped herself away from him, he wouldn't have been able to control himself. What kind of a hero was he if he couldn't even muster up enough strength to walk away from a single woman. A single dazzeling, goddess of a woman. He cleared his throat roughly.
"YES, I'm coming."
"Now don't be startled about the looks of the place. It's a little rough around the edges but you should be fine. Just don't say anything like 'prestigious' or 'exquisite'."
He said so sarcastically to mask his emotions, walking into the elevator beside her. He hit the close button quickly, and they descended for at least a minute before finally reaching the parking lot. When they did, he stepped out and took out his keys. A click here and a horn noise there, the hummer was unlocked. He left her for a mere second, got into the car and drove it up to her. He opened the passanger side door for her and extended his hand for her to take it and get herself in.
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Fiona rolled her eyes and followed him into the garage. "Oh, I'm not sure I'll be able to restrain myself," she murmured sarcastically, "Those are my two favorite words."
She took her hand, trying not to think about the feeling of her small hand against his palm, and jumped into the large vehicle. She had to admit that she was a little nervous about where he planned to take her, but she trusted him... Atleast, she thought she did. Settling in the seat, she turned the radio on and let out a groan when she heard her father's voice making a speech. She immediately clicked it back off and looked out the window, her eyes watching the pretty city lights go by. "Are you from here?" she murmured, wondering if he lived close by... Her mind flickered to the idea that he might have a family or a girlfriend. She had to push the thought away before it showed on her face, suddenly feeling like an idea for thinking of such a thing. Why was she suddenly so curious about him?
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His ear perked lightly when she turned on the radio station and heard her father, observing her reaction to it but not really commenting on it. He could tell that the relationship was strained from the moment he simply left her there at the airport in his care. A turn of the steering wheel and they were well on their way out of the garage, and just like that in the heart of the city. Time had flown by, and it was around midnight now. Despite being so late, the city was as busy as ever. They went from secluded walls and no contact but with each other, to being a midst crowds of people.
"No, not from here. I live in San Marino, an hour away from here."
He said lightly, running a hand through his hair. "I did come here often though. My father was a police officer." His words now were reluctant, as if he was saying them despite clear discomfort. "He used to sneak me into the patroller and I'd go cruising around the city here with him. Whenever he'd make an arrest, I'd be sitting where you are right now, turning around and making faces."
He snorted at the memory, turning a corner in the process. "But that was a long time ago."
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Fiona looked over at him as he talked about his father, immediately sensing something off about it. He was uncomfortable, it seemed, but she didn't comment on it. Instead, she smiled at the thought of him being a little kid, it almost being impossible to picture. "That's very cute," she admitted, looking over at him with a grin. Turning back toward the window, her eyes widened at all the people, and her eyebrows lifted with excitement. Oh, wow, she thought... This was going to be interesting to say the least.
Her hand pressed against the glass with curiosity, always being behing a barrier from things like this. It was normal for her to be looking from the outside in, through a sheet of glass. The thought of being on the other side had her stomach in knots, and she was practically bouncing in her seat. It was obvious that she was completely oblivious the the danger in the real world, only seeing the pretty lights and exciting people.
"So have you been a security guard for a while now...? I mean, you talk like you're the best, so I assume you've had alot of experience." She shrugged, wanting to slap herself in the face for asking so many questions. It was like a nervous habit to talk and talk and talk... And he had her curiosity running ninety to nothing.
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He laughed at being called cute, hitting the gas a little harder so they would go a little faster. They were nearing their destination but...he decided to take the long way there, after looking at her staring out the window like a trapped animal. He had a small idea, it could pay off or she could hate it but he would give it a try anyway.
"Yeah, you can say I'm something like that. I've been doing this protecting business before you were even born, literally." He snickered, flashing her wink. "The job comes with perks you know."
At that point as he said that, they seemed to be driving on a nearly empty long strip of road that went on for ages it seemed.
"Most people wouldn't think of opening a window on a street like this anymore, they'd get mugged. However, since no one would dare come to our car...I get to do things like this."
With that, he pushed a button, and the roof of the car automatically began receding back to open up the top. The tank of a car turned out to be a convirtable, as he stepped on the gas so a wave of wind can strike their faces. His hair flew backwards as much as it could, a wide grin across his lips.
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"You're exaggerating," she murmured, rolling her eyes at his statement about working longer than she was alive. He had to be... Wasn't he? She shrugged it off, looking over at him as he spoke. Watching him carefully, she arched an eyebrow at him, clearly interested in what he was up to. They had been driving for a while now... Weren't they supposed to be going somewhere?
She squealed as soon as the wind hit her face, discomfort at first, then delight spreading across her face. She giggled a little never having been in an actually converitble before, considering her father and her past security guards had found them unsafe and too easy a target. She leaned up, arching her back off the seat a little so that he hair would blow back behind her as she closed her eyes and smiled.
Deciding to be daring, she unhooked her seat belt and grabbed the edge of the hook, pulling herself up into a standin position. From there, she stook and held on to the hook, letting the window blow her hair around as she laughed and grinned, much too excited for a twenty year old. She was just so sheltered that little things like this amazed her.
All the sudden, the car hit a bump, and she squealed as she lost her balance. It caused her to fall toward him, and her eyes went wide.
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He let out an instinctive laugh as he saw the light glow brighter on the face the moment the hood went down. She was so excited, so beautiful when she smiled and held on to the car to look outside. For a moment he saw her like an angel, being released from it's containment.
"Don't rush yourself now." He warned playfully as she became more and more daring, his head tilting to watch her every two seconds to make sure that she doesn't fall out of the car. When he saw she had a grip on herself, he snickered lightly and hit the gas a little harder so she could go faster, and have the wind knock her back playfully. Yet he found that she responded by standing up and holding on, not sitting back down.
At that moment, he felt a little saddned. He didn't realize why at first, but soon after he concluded that he felt bad at how locked away from the world someone with this much beauty and spirit was. Who had the right to tell her how to live, to shell her like so.
Before he could finish his thoughts, bump. All of a sudden with a yelp, here she was thrown onto him. Without him even noticing, his arm was already wrapped around her and pushing her against him to keep her from falling further. The embrace...it felt nice...and he turned his to look at her as she flushed. His expression was plain, but words quickly escaped his lips.
"Come here."
His arms tightened around her waist and he pulled her upwards, not back onto her seat but onto his lap. She was small enough compared to him that she could literally sit on him, her head craning perfectly at his neck, and her feet not touching the ground, only touching his lower legs.
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Fiona felt herself blushing like mad when he pulled her into his lap, a little shocked at his actions. She wanted to question him, and to ask him why he was insisting on pulling her so close. Her eyebrows creased with confusion, but the adrenaline from the hood being down and the feeling of his body pressed against her's left her speechless. She swallowed and leaned back, her back pressing into the strong muscles of his best and her bottom pressing into his toned thighs. Almost every square inch of her ivory skin was a painful red as she forced her to self to look at the road to distract herself, tongue tied for several moments. Biting her lip, her hands slid up to hold the steering wheel right above his hands.
"Dad never let me learn to drive," she murmured, not realizing what she was saying before it spilled forth from her mouth. It was actually kind of embarrassing, but her father's excuse was that she was privileged enough to never have to drive, so why take the risk and waste the time? A smirk spread across her lips, feeling her fingers barely brush against his as she held the wheel carefully.
"I thought you were taking me somewhere," she said, turning to look over her shoulder at him. Her eyes rolled up to glance into his, and she arched an eyebrow.
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He hid his own feelings by a slightly expressionless look as they drove. The truth of the matter is that he didn't even realize or take into account how he was holding her, how pulling her onto his lap would seem innapropriate. It all slipped his mind when she was thrown over against his body. He couldn't bare to keep his senses locked away, the ones he relied on so heavy every day to protect people were all pooling towards her. She was gravitating, her touch and feel as she leaned back and relaxed against him was priceless. He didn't know why, but it felt right to be her support. To be what she leaned on, held, took comfort in.
His lips curled into a bit of a grin as she mentioned her lack of driving skills, watching her hands creep slowly onto the wheel and barely touch his own. When she turned towards him and asked about their destination, his eyes met with her own dangerously. He knew that when he looked at her, it was hard to look away and that wasn't exactly the smartest thing to do when you're on the road. Instead, he slipped her hands beneath his own, letting her hands spread softly along the steering wheel as he held his own hands onto them from above.
"No, you're taking us somewhere." He winked playfully at her.
"Right there actually, just turn the next left." He snickered just then, throwing her a small curve ball during the intimate actions.
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Fiona's stomach fluttered as his hands moved over her own, and she blushed even harder as she felt the heat of his palms sliding over her skin. It was a good thing she wasn't driving, because she wouldn't even be able to concentrate on the road in front of her. His presences was filling her senses to the brim, leaving her unable to think or feel anything but him. A smile spread across her lips at his joke, and she moved her hands along with his when they turned left and on to another road.
"You're being awfully cryptic," she murmured, smirking at the passing scenery. "And I just met you... Should I be worried?"
Her eyebrows raised at that, but she wasn't the least bit worried. No, even if he was a dangerous man, she wasn't even sure she cared. Right now, she was just reveling in the fact that someone - an attractive older man, at that - was holding her, and for once, she wasn't being sheltered from everything.
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He snorted at her comments as they drove and turned the left, as they did his foot hit the brakes slowly as they were suddenly on another busy street. There were signs everywhere, pubs, liquor stores, casinos and hotels. It was bright, and orange colors lit up the sky.
"Oh yeah, because you know I'm actually the most open and sensitive guy."
He fired back sarcastically, before he turned the wheel along with her hands to park the Hummer on the side of the road by a Pool Hall.
"Besides, If you really thought I was such a bad guy you wouldn't have even let me take you here. Which reminds me, we are here."
He opened his door and hit the button on the side of the steering wheel to raise the roof of the hummer again. He gently picked her up and for that one accidental, necessary moment, their bodies fully touched. He set her on the ground and shut the door behind him, locking the car before tilting his head to the pool hall.
"Know what to do, or should I teach you how to play aswell?"
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Fiona looked over at the pool hall, her eyes moving over its suggestive appearance with wary eyes. Walking along beside him, she arched an eyebrow. Oh, no, she was not about to be made to look like the spoiled brat again. Shaking her head, she smirked.
"Actually, I know how to play," she murmured, shrugging a bit. "We had a pool table in one of the houses I grew up in. One of the houses I actually spent more than a year in, anyway. My day time guard, Thompson, taught me how." When they approached the door, goosebumps formed on her skin. It was mainly large, gruff-looking men and a few of their girlfriends crowded around. A band played up on stage, and a bar was to the left. The air was thick with smoke, but she didn't let it faze her. The only thing that made her uncomfortable was the amount of eyes on her, signalling that she definitely didn't belong.
Walking over to a pool table, determined not to let him think she was a "princess", she grabbed a pool cue and stood it up on the ground and leaned against it casually, her head tilted to the side and her hair flowing over her shoulder. She smiled at him, a sunny disposition on her face compared to earlier that day. It was just so nice to be with someone who wasn't insisting that they stayed at home, locked away from any sort of danger. If this had been any normal day, she would have fallen asleep with one of her textbooks or to one of her favorite movies while sitting in a quiet, lonely house. Right now, she felt alive.
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"Oh you do?"
He said playfully, almost in disbelief. Though he did purposley over dramatize his words to tease just a little more. He snickered as she stood tall, broadoned those shoulders and walked in like nothing could touch her. He smiled at that, almost admiring her for what she did when he thought she would just take shelter in him again. It was honestly something he didn't expect, and something that made him slowly fall for her even more, despite him not even realizing his own feelings.
From outside, he could tell that all eyes were on her and that everybody was looking at her like she was some kind of meat that they could sink their teeth in. Being a Superhero makes you fond of dramatic entrances, so as such he pushed the door open loud enough that attention was on him instead of her. He walked up to the pool table where she stood with her queue and flashed her a grin as she spoke.
"Well I'll bet you two hundred bones this Thomas fella wasn't nearly as good as I am."
He then reached into his pocket, and pulled out two hundred dollar bills and placed them on the edge of the pool table. At the same time, he shot a death glance at everyone that was watching them. It almost had murderous intent rather than a protective one, and just as he did, the hall erupted in grunts and throat clearing as people pretended to be doing something else.
He snickered at that, and bent down beneath the pool table to grab the triangle. He set up all the balls and walked up behind her, leaning all the way down to her ear only to teasingly whisper. "I'll even let you break."
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Fiona shivered a little when he came up behind her, his hot breath dancing across her ear. She swallowed and nodded, looking as confident as ever. Leaning over the table, she took on a perfect form, squinting one eye as she aimed. As she took deep breaths, concentrating on the ball, she rocked her hips a little and pointed her ass in the air a little.
With a pop, all the balls went in different directions. Three went straight into nearby pockets. A smirk spread across her face as she let out a satisfied sigh, then turned to look over at him. It was obvious her ego took a little boost, and she moved out of his way.
"I would start saying goodbye to your money," she taunted, then twirled the pool cue between her fingers like one would a pencil. She was oblivious to the eyes on her, for her adrenaline was too high at the moment. All her focus was on him and the fact she was in a new place, not that there could be any danger lurking around. It was clear she was naive about the real world, but it was hard not to be wen you were with a man like Axel. She felt untouchable.
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He stood behind her as she took aim of the balls and struck perfectly. As she did, he let out a high pitched whistle. Now the trick was, he timed it just right that when she turned to look at him, she wouldn't know if he whistled at the three balls she sank or the fact that her perfect ass was strung high in the air for him to look at.
"Oh please." He smirked at her and walked around the pool table, standing between her and the bar full of men. He leaned on it lightly as he noticed the balls, she sank two solids and one stripe ball. "I'll sink all my stripes before you let two more solids in."
He teased crossed his arms, flexing lightly in the process as his eyes were dead locked on her own. It was both strategic and emotional, she simply looked mesmerizing and he always wanted to have his eyes on her. At the same time, knowing that she realizes he's looking up and down her body with who knows what kinds of thoughts would most likely make her miss the next shot, giving him a chance to take the lead.
Or so he thought the strategy would go. Game on.
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Fiona rolled her eyes, watching him with a grin on her face. She reached up and ran a hand through her hair, then letting it flow back over her shoulder again. The way his eyes stayed on her were making her nervous or excited - she wasn't quite sure which one. It took a moment to pry her eyes away from his, and she peered down at the balls intently. Taking a deep breath, she bent back over to the table again, her legs shifting the same way they did the first time. Her ass swiveled a little, though she didn't notice.
With another pop, the white ball sent another solid flying into a pocket. She stood back up and huffed, a little disappointed, but walked around to find her next aim... Looking up at him, her eyes held a glimmer of mischief. She moved directly in from of him, flipping her hair over her shoulder, and bent back over the pool. This time, she was bending over merely inches away from where he stood. Why did she do that? She had no clue. Never had she really thought of her self as a flirty, teasing girl before, but his presence was bringing something completely different out of her. And she had to admit, she kind of liked it.
Striking the ball, she watched a solid go straight for a pocket, only to hit the edge and bounce to the side. A grunt of frustration left her lips, and she stepped back to give him an challenging eyebrow raise. "Well, show me what you've got," she quipped, a competitive tone to her voice.
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His eyes never left her as she twirled around the table like she owned the place. It was almost graceful in a very...naughty kind of way. He watched her sink another in, debating on what to keep his eyesight on, the actual game or her ass when she stuck it out so teasingly. She didn't make it any easier for him when she so seductively walked right up to him and bent over, leaning just perfectly so her ass swayed just inches away from him. He bit down on his lip roughly, preventing himself from reaching out and grabbing it. Oh she knew how to play him alright, but he wasn't going down that easy.
"Hmm, not bad for a little girl."
He flashed her a grin, before teasingly and almost playfully he gently bumped her with his hip to very softly have her take a step sideways. He leaned over to hit for the first time, and as he did his form was impeccable. He could almost be a statue at that point, muscles perfectly framed, hands steady, like a man holding a spear. It wasn't him dramatizing everything, he just had a habit of...visiting, pubs like these when a day goes bad. Time after time, with already super natural skills, a guy gets pretty good at the game.
He angled his queue, and in a quick motion his first two striped balls were in. It was like a bolt of lightning, hit in a flash and the sound of the balls hitting one another cracked like thunder. That time, he was overplaying it just to intimidate her a little bit. Once his balls were in, he turned and flashed her a playful smile. His face saying it all.
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"I'm not a little girl," Fiona mumbled under her breath, stepping to the side and placing a hand on her hip.
She watched him carefully, her eyes tracing his body as he leaned over and took his position. Biting her lip, she took in his toned muscles that seemed to bulge perfectly with every move he made... Staring at him intently, her throat going dry, she had almost forgot to breath. Why did he have this effect on her? She'd never felt this way... And now, not only was she forgetting to breath, she was forgetting that they were playing a game in a room full of people.
It wasn't until the crash of the balls rang through the air that she came back to reality with a jolt, smirking when he turned to look at her. If only he knew that the entire time he was turned around, she was looking him up and down. It would probably make him even more arrogant, she thought.
"Lucky shot," she quipped, giving him a casual shrug. A grin was plastered on her face, because by the look of is technique, it was definitely not by luck. This man knew the game, and he had experience. She wondered what else he was talented at...
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He flashed her a playful grin as she called him lucky, before walking up right beside her where she stood at the table. He leaned backwards against it, and picked up a beer that he had called for when she wasn't paying attention. He took a swig from the bottle before setting it back down and leaning over the table beside her.
"Alright, I'll make it a little more challenging."
He positioned himself where she was between him and the table. Literally she was cornered between his chest and two arms. He leaned forward enough that his lips barely touched her neck, and he looked at the ball and the table over her shoulder. A quick jolt just like before, their body touched for a mere second before he took his eyes up and locked them with her own. A second later, the sound of another ball sinking it pelted through. Now he had the same amount of balls sunk as she did.
"Look at that, I got lucky again." He flashed her a teasing smile, not realizing that the ball he sunk was a solid ball, giving her the advantage...or did he?
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Fiona quite literally did not breath when he cornered her, her hands moving backwards to brace herself on the felt-covered table behind her. She bit her lip, her eyes studying his face as his muscled reached around her. She would have liked to pretend like it didn't faze her, that her mind was still on the game and that she was only concentrating on the balls crashing against one another. However, her mind was clouded and the only thing existed was his body rocking against her's for the split second, his breath ghosting across her neck, and the way his smile managed to reach his eyes in the most genuine, sexiest way she had ever witnessed...
"I... I...," she stammered, unable to hide the effect he had on her. In order to stop herself from sounding like a blabbering idiot, she turned around and looked at the pool table. It took her a few moments, but when she realized it, a smirk spread across her lips.
"Not so lucky," she murmured, "That was my solid you just sunk. Ha!" She turned a looked at him in the way that anyone would do when they realized they were coming out on top of a competitive game. Reaching over, she snagged the beer he had sitting down and took a swig of it, looking over at him with that same glint of mischief in her eyes. Swallowing, her nose wrinkled a little at the taste, but she quickly got over it. With a quick turn, she was position in front of him, bending over and aiming once again.
Right as she bent over, she heard a whistle. Her eyebrow arched and her head popped up for a moment, seeing a gruff looking man standing at the bar with a grin on his face. She rolled her eyes and went back to aiming, obviously not fazed. With a pop, she sunk another solid.
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The stalemate between them was something that he relished. The way she looked at him so enthralled as he had her within his grasp, the way she simply...fit, against him was almost too fluid to be true. He was literally inches away from her lips before she turned around and noticed his 'mistake'. He blinked as she mentioned the ball was solid, and he peeked up over her shoulder to look. A perfectly timed wince made it so it looked as if he regretted what he had done, knowing how to perfectly sink a shot didn't make this mistake excusable.
"Mmm...I wouldn't say that."
He commented as she told him he was not so lucky, just as she had bent over in front of him to sink another ball. Just as before, her hips perked up and her ass straddled upwards, except this time as she sank the ball her ass lightly grinded against his pants. He wouldn't let her know if he had stepped forward or if he was luckily positioned, for for those moments her ass had grinded against his clothed length. Now she knew that this is why he wouldn't say he wasn't lucky. On the other hand, she was two solids and the black ball away from winning.
He however took a moment to shoot a glare towards the old man who whistled, and he noticed that it was a number of men and not just one that were amassing behind him. He couldn't tell her what they were thinking, it would ruin everything about her night and somehow he felt like he had to protect that from anything. He would have to deal with this alone when she wasn't paying attention. Or so he hoped.
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Fiona looked over her shoulder and blushed when she realized that she had indeed rubbed up against him when she sunk the ball. Biting her lip, she understood what he had said, and rolled her eyes. He was just trying to flatter her, and she knew it. I mean, why would this attractive older guy be interested in her? He had made it pretty clear that he thought of her as a "spoiled daddy's girl" from the get go, so she took his comments and actions with a grain of salt.
From there, Fiona managed to sink the rest of her solids with ease. It was obvious that she had not lied about knowing the game, even if he had given her advantage. However, this did not stop her from getting an incredible ego boost. After all, she had not expected to win - not against him- and the thought of him letting he win had not crossed her mind. Smirking with satisfaction, she immediately turned around and leaned against the table, reclined a little as she looked up at him.
"Looks like you're not the best at everything," she murmured, taking a dig at how he claimed to be better than all her guards put together earlier that day. However, she was practically glowing, and her smile was genuine. She had not had this much fun in... Well, she couldn't remember. Her eyes settled on his and softened at the eye contact, only breaking when she felt a presence beside her.
"Hey Sweetheart," the older man from the bar said, leaning against the table beside her. He grinned at her, and Fiona stood up straight with a sense of discomfort. He either didn't notice Axel, or chose not to acknowledge him. At the bar, his group of friends were whistling and hollering their encouragement. "Can I buy you a drink?"
Fiona shook her head, blushing a bit as she side stepped away from him. "Um... No, thanks..."
"Oh, Come on, Honey," he pressed, stepping closer. "Let me buy you a drink."
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Axel watched her as...intriguingly as ever while she sank shot after shot in, watching her smile grow bigger and bigger with every ball she sunk in. He had a grim smirk across his lips while she played, the game being the farthest thing from his mind. All that occupied it was thoughts of questioning. Why he was so happy to see her happy. Why would he throw away his ego just so she can have her fun. How did he feel that way about her so quickly. It was all enough to take him out of focus as she cleared the table, and finally he snapped back to reality as she turned and smiled at him, glowing with beauty.
His eyes hooked with hers for a moment, and he broke a smile out of instinct.
"Well, you're buying me another beer since you're two hundred dollars richer. So it's not all a loss I suppose."
He flashed her a playful wink, only for his expression to literally shift from a soft, teasing one to a grim look of frozen hatred at the man who stepped beside her. If she had kept her eyes on Axel, the change of expression would have frightened her quicker than how his queue hit the balls. He stood there silently for a few moments, watching the man and his posse hit on and advance on Fiona. When she stepped aside and away from him, that was the last straw.
Midway through the man pressing, stepping closer, instead of coming in contact with Fiona he found Axel's fist instead. There wasn't any talk, no movie like intimidation or any wise-ass snappy comebacks that made him look cool. No, none of that, he simply flat out drew back his arm and before anyone even saw him move his fist had collided with the man's face.
All this was acknowledged when the sound of a huge crack drew the attention of everybody to the far end of the bar, where that man had broken through a counter and took all the contents atop it with him. He was bleeding prefiously from his face, and his nose was completley un-alligned.
"Now, I better think of something snappy or some sort of come back. At least that's how it always happens in the movies right?"
With that, his head turned and flashed a wicked grin towards his 'friends' along the bar, who were needless to say, going to have a few issues with what he just did.
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Fiona's eyes went wide, and she let out a yelp of surprise as he sent the man across the bar. Relief could be seen on her face for a short moment, happy to have the man away from her and to know that Axel was there to make sure he didn't come back... But the relief was short lived once she saw that the man's friends were not exactly thrilled at Axel's actions.
The pool hall fell silent, even the band stopping during their set, and she bit her lip. A blush crept across her cheeks, and she instinctively moved toward him at the sight of the group of men approaching. Her hand wrapped around his wrist, and she started to pull him toward the door. While she'd normally scold someone for doing something so out of line and irrational, she couldn't seem to shake the fact that no one had ever done anything like that for her. Never had someone come to her defense in such a way...
Her blue eyes rolled up to look at him, suspicious deep within them. The way he punched that man seemed too powerful to be true... It gave her chills. "I'll buy you a beer at another bar," she said quietly, desperately trying to pull him toward the door. Deep down, she simply couldn't imagine watching him get plundered to death by the gruff looking men. Even after the short amount of time she had spent with him, she could not let him get her. Something inside of her wanted to know that she would see him the next day, and hopefully, many days after that.
"Let's go, Axel," she whispered, her blue eyes connected with him. And then, she gave him a soft little smile - A smile that she hoped would tell him that she had indeed had a nice time (all because of him) but they needed to get the hell out.
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The feeling of Fiona's touch as he hands wrapped around his wrists and began tugging him away snapped him slightly out of his anger. His gaze was set on the men that sat threatning for the longest time, it had seemed that Fiona's attempts were going to vain. She could tell that he was angry, more angry than any normal body guard would be. He couldn't help himself for feeling like this, just the fact that someone did something that remotley bothered her sent a fire of anger raging through his chest.
Yet finally as she had been slowly dragging him towards the door, her final scentance and a look into her gentle blue eyes took his attention. He turned his head to look down at her, his angry expression intimidating at first, but softening as he took his breaths and heard her whispers. He slipped his hand into her own, shooting one final dart of a cold stare towards the men before he walked forward along with her.
"Come on, I'm taking you home."
As he said that, he walked to the car parked just outside the pool hall. He opened the door and sat in, before turning the ignition and revving the engine as she stepped in herself. He needed those moments to calm down, he needed his anger to steam away slowly. He needed that touch of hers again to calm down, as if his body was asking her desperately to couch and hold him so he could maintain himself.
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Fiona winced when he told her he was taking her home, but followed him out anyway. Normally she would shoot a retort back at him, not about to be hauled home like an infant, but something about the way his jaw tensed with anger told her it wasn't the time to argue. That look he gave those men was chilling, and she suddenly felt very grateful that it was not directed at her.
She hesitated a moment before getting in the car, looking at him though the window. She bit her lip and noticed that he was obviously fuming - that the men in the pool hall had had a greater effect on him than she imagined. She slowly shook her head. But why? Why was he so upset because a man had hit on her? Surely he really didn't care about her past a professional level... Maybe he was just dedicated to his job.
Sliding into the seat beside him, she didn't stop at the passenger side, but slid into the middle seat. Her hand went up to rest on his bicep in a comforting way, looking at him with confused, yet soft eyes. "Hey," she whispered, turning down to radio in the car. "It's not that big of a deal, Axel..." It was so odd, because while she had many guards over the years, nothing like this ever happened. Yet, she never had a guard quite like him, either.
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As he backed out of parking, and hit the gas to start heading with her home, the drive and calmness of the night that had finally settled on the city started effectively calming him down. Her touch, when she slid into the middle seat and held and rested on his bicep was the final key to lock away all that anger and power that had surged through him just moments before. It took just a few minutes, before his expression relaxed and his chest heaved upwards for him to take a deep breath. He paused for a moment, turning the radio off completely.
"Look I'm...sorry, I don't know what came over me."
He paused again, trying to gather his thoughts and feelings that were just flooded with anger. He asked himself the same questions she was wondering. Why had he gone so far? Why was he so angry? It wasn't that he didn't know the answer, because he already knew that he had quickly but assertivley fallen head over her heels for this girl who was his contrast in every way. It's just that it was hard to admit, he had so much to hide, it was unproffessional and would interfere with everything he was taught to do. Yet emotions, they aren't as easy to beat as villains or objects.
"When he came up to you I just...I just really didn't want a piece of shit like that to even touch someone as gorgeous as you are."
When he said his last words, it wasn't delivered so much in a cheeky flirtatious way. No, the way he said it showed that he truly meant the literal meaning of gorgeous. That he saw how bright and beautiful she was, how she lit up the whole poolhall just by standing up straight and smirking.
He had paused just then again, as if to wonder if he had the right to say that. As if to wonder if that was something she wanted to hear, or if he had crossed the line. It was almost like he was wondering her approval, not of his words but of his feelings as they were. As best as he could present them anyway, punching a guy half to death and saying a few words were really the only way he knew how.
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Fiona shook her head and smiled, reaching up to tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear that kept getting in the way of her vision. Her other hand stayed on his arm, her thumb unknowingly rubbing circles on the smooth skin of his bicep.
"It's okay. I mean... You were just doing your job, I guess," she murmured, surprised at his apology. Why would he be sorry for protecting her? She was just concerned at how angry he seemed, as if the man had done something to personally harm him. She just assumed that she was the spoiled rich girl that she was asked to watch, and in order not to lose his job, he protected her. She never dreamed that he did what he did because it truly bothered him.
His next statement rendered her speechless, and her face softened. It took her a moment to let his words sink in, her eyebrows scrunched together in confusion as she looked over at the older man. The expression on her face told one thing, and that was that she was not told things like that often. Well, not in that way. Not in that fierce, genuine tone that he used... It confused her, because she really just didn't under stand why he would feel this way about her. Not that she was insecure, because she wasn't, but she thought she had him figured out. And it seemed as if she was the farthest from his personal interests...
"I... I...," she stammered, biting her lip out of habit. "Really?"
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As impossibly curious as anyone would be in his situation, his head tilted to examine her expression after what he said. What he saw really didn't make him feel any better, or any worse. She seemed more confused that he was, and after a second of thought he didn't really blame her. He took a long, delayed sigh as he kept his arm and her hand hooked together. Before saying anything else, he had parked the car in a small alley way that boxed them in away from anyone, away from all the lights and passing cars, the pedestrians and the noise.
He turned the ignition off and let out another small sigh, resting his back with a bit of a flop onto the seat.
"I can't be your bodyguard anymore."
He exclaimed slowly, running his free hand through his hair as his head tilted to rest on the car's door for a moment. He seemed perplexed, and after a bit of silence he turned to face her. His expression was a first. It wasn't angry or snarky or soft, it was more...genuine. His green hues locked with her own again, and his hand trailed ever so lightly to run one of his fingers down your cheek.
"I can't because...well, yes, really."
He said, as a response to what she asked. "I haven't seen someone like you before...It's like, you have all these things to deal with and yet you walk into a place and it lights up just because you smiled."
He looked away from her to rest his head against the window again, commiting career suicide in his mind. At least he wouldn't look at her to avoid the damage.
"I'm too emotionally attatched to you...it means I put you in more danger than I protect you from. I could have easily just pushed him away and left, but I couldn't...I had to knock his teeth in, and that in turn brought more violence that you could have been caught in."
Everything he was saying was perfectly logical, but his expression was pained.
"This isn't your fault."
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Fiona immediately looked hurt, starting at him through the darkness of the alley they were parked in. Her eyes stayed locked on him, studying him carefully. She swallowed nervously when he touched her cheek; not nervous because she was afraid of what he would do, but nervous because of how much she wanted him to touch her even more... to hold her like no one else ever had.
She chewed her lip, not knowing what to say, but feeling a sting in her chest at his resignation. Why was she so upset? She had went though many, many body guards in her life time. They came and they went, just like the seasons. It was nothing new to her. However, she found her chest aching a little at the idea of him leaving, almost as if she felt he was giving up on her.
"Fine," she snapped, reacting in the only way she knew how. She was never good at being sad, she hated seeming weak. So the only rational thing for her to do was to lash out. Pulling away from him, she turned and yanked the car door handle with a furious swipe of her hand. She stumbled out of the large vehicle, having to grab the door to steady herself before throwing a hurt glare over her shoulder at him. "Then you're fired... Starting now. I'll walk home."
And with that, she stubbornly slammed the door shut and stomped off. It wasn't her smartest idea, considering that she didn't even pay attention to how he got there. After all, she was a little distracted by... well, him, while they drove. She didn't even know what direction to walk, but she sure as hell was not going to be riding in the car with him.
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His head stayed motionless, leaning on the window and staring out the windshield as she backed away from him and said what she did. He couldn't tell her all the truth, how could he. The one thing he protected the most, the one thing he held closest to his heart, his own identity, was being replaced. It wasn't his identity that he wanted to protect to viciously anymore, it wasn't his identity that he wanted to hold closest to his heart, it was her.
The slam of the door was like a stab into his chest. He didn't know how to deal with these emotions and niether did she. He didn't blame her, he shouldn't blame her, but he felt like a hole had been dug through his chest. His stomach fell and he felt nauseous. Just then, lightning flashed through the sky and a thunder boom quickly followed. It started raining like it was no body's business.
He had to make a decision. He could either protect his identity, lock up everything and throw it away and learn to live with this gaping feeling, or he would get the fuck out of his car and chase her down that alley way before she got a step further.
Before she could even take another step forward, he was there behind her. He was soaked from top to bottom, his hair wet and falling over his eyes, his wifebeater soaked badly enough that his skin showed through, his jeans, shoes, everything drenched from the rain.
"This isn't fair!"
He yelled out from behind her so his voice could be heard through the rain, the alleyway was lit by one single light coming from a streetlight at the end of it. He caught up to her and blocked her way lightly, putting a hand on the wall.
"You don't understand what it's like to be torn between your job and your feelings! It's not like I just 'chose' to be this caught up in you!"
He was angry and confused, but he wasn't attacking her. He paused between sentances, giving her room to argue back. They were undoubtedly both angry at this point.
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Fiona looked up at him, glaring through the rain. She shook her head, her clothes soaked and sticking to every curve of her body. He long hair was drenched, and she had to reach up and push it away from her face in order to see. God, her chest felt tight and her stomach was in knots... She had not expected him to follow her. Not at all. But why would she? No one had ever followed her before, not physically or figuratively.
"Not fair?" she shot back, "Well, I'm so sorry that I have made your life so complicated in such a short period of time!"
She looked hurt, which she was, and she found herself avoiding his eyes. It was a good thing it was raining, because he probably wouldn't notice the way her eyes were welling up with frustrated tears. Here she was with the first man she felt drawn to, who called her out on her crap, who brought her out into the real world and who protected her. A man who commented on her smile like it was some sort of treasure... And he was leaving all because of it.
"I'll make it easy or you then!" she snapped, then jumped at the sound of lightening. One thing Fiona had a hard time hiding was her fear of storms, even in her most stubborn state. However, she bit her lip and ducked under his arm, continuing down to dark alley way.
Pausing mid step, she turned to him and looked at him through blurry eyes. "And for the record, I didn't choose any of this either! I don't choose to have a body guard and I certainly don't chose to be treated like an infant. Don't you dare tell me what is and isn't fair! I've spent all of my life with people who have told me what is right and wrong, safe and unsafe, fair and unfair, so I sure as hell don't need to you remind me of it!"
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He looked straight at her during the outburst of her own, standing so close to her he could feel the shivers and goosebumps than ran along her body from the cold rain. His own expression was frustrated, hurt, confused from her own words. He just swayed his arms and looked like he wanted to just yell back his own side of the story again. Lightning stuck again, and like that she ducked under his arm and started walking away from him yelling. He turned to face her again as she paused and listened again, this time infuriated by her words.
"You still don't understand! You're not the one that will have to move on from these feelings! I have to feel like this and once my job is over I have to go, can you really live with the fact that all I want to do is just take you and.--" He paused, grunting in frustration and walking up to her.
"God! You come into my life and flip it upside the fuck down, you make me leave my home and my life to come live in with yours, you make me crazy with your needs and how spoiled you are, I have to LEAVE after my period of employment is done and move away from you, and ALL I want to do at the end of the fucking day, despite how shitty I feel, despite all the fucking hardships that descended upon me from your glorious heaven, is--"
Before he said another words, his body pressed into her own and locked her between the wall and him. His hand was at her hip, holding it in a flash. That wasn't what would catch her by surprise, because before that his lips had struck her own and locked with them. Everything just came out in a big explosion of emotion, and accumilated into his own body finally just ignoring everything his mind told him and locking his lips with her own. He was angry and frustrated, but he was in bliss. All his feelings were driven and poured into that kiss harder than the rain poured down on them. His body, drenched and soaked was intertwined with her own for that moment. Everything he needed to say, everything that he had kept inside his chest, everything that he didn't want to admit poured out against the soft touches of her subtle lips.
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Fiona swallowed hard at his words, listening to him carefully and not being able to find the will to pick up her feet and move away from him. She clenched her fists at her side, determined to not let whatever he said effect her. But it did... Her nails bit into her palms, leaving little frustrated half moon shapes on the sensitive flesh and her jaw clenched with frustration. Why did he have to care so much? Why was it that he seemed so conflicted about her of all things? The man in front of her seemed to have a lot more going on for him than she did, or atleast that's what she told herself.
"Who's making you leave?" she snapped, asking the question that he probably could never give her a truthful answer to, for she didn't realize that he was not simply a body guard. It was must more complicated than that. Like they needed something else to make things more complicated for them...
And then he had her in his arms, his lips pressed against her own, and it only took a few moments for her clenched fists to relax and her body to melt into his. She let out a sigh, all that pent up anger pouring out of her at his touch. Her hands moved up to hold either side of his face, bring him closer. She kissed him slowly, passionately, as if this was the first and last time it was ever going to happen. The rain kept coming, but she didn't seem to notice. At the moment, she was drawn the man holding her like no one had ever held her before and the heat that radiated off his body.
She yelped at the sound of lightening struck, and she jumped a little in his arms. She moved closer to him. Now that they were interlocked, she was not sure she would ever be able to pull herself away.
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Every emotion of anger or frustration from before slipped away as easily as the rain down the drains that filled the street. He was drenched from head to toe, she was jumping from the lightning, but nothing stopped them. For the longest minutes of his life, his lips refused to leave her own. The feeling of her hands as she brought him closer into the kiss was matched by his own arms, grabbing her and affectionately wrapping both of her legs around his waist, carrying her and resting her back against the wall. His tongue escaped his lips to toy with her own, teasing and licking at it while his lips sucked and nipped at her own. Finally, after neverending moments the kiss broke for a brief second for them to breathe.
His breath was warm on her lips and chin, his forehead was leaning against her own and her body was pressing into his. "I can't keep it up anymore..." he panted the whisper against her lips.
"I need you...I need you so bad."
his body pressed into her own tighter, his hips pressing forward against her own. It was all coming out, not just the emotions but the long witheld sexual tension. His body, without even sparing him a second to think, was grinding his clothed manhood between her legs. Everything was so passionate, heated, and he was not strong enough to withold it until they moved. When he said he needed her, he meant it in every aspect of the word.
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Fiona had been kissed before, but never, ever like this. Not by an older, more experienced man who knew what he was doing. And definitely not by a man who wanted her this way; a man who was kissing her because he needed and wanted to, not because he wanted to use her to get closer to her father. So needless to stay, she was lightheaded from the contact, and she leaned on him for support as her lips continued to moved against his. Her body was acting on its own, and one this was clear, she wanted him just as bad as he did her.
When they finally broke apart, she was gasping for air like a fish out of water. She let him pick her up, and she leaned her back against the rough texture of the brick wall. Not for a moment did she worry about falling, despite how tall he was and how far off the ground he was holding her, because she had never felt so safe in her life.
At his words, she pulled her face away from his and locked her eyes on his own. Her expression was serious, stoic even, and one of her hands trailed along his cheek, her thumb tracing his bottom lip sensually.
"Then take me home," she whispered, her eyes hazy from passion. "Take me home and don't you dare leave me." What she had meant was for him to not try to quit again, to stay with her and not try to leave her for her own good, but the tone her voice had taken suggested something deeper... That deep down, the spoiled daddy's girl was simply a lonely young woman who was shelter from life and all the wonderful things it had to offer; a girl who had finally found something that had meaning and did not plan to let it slip through her fingers.
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When she pulled away just to lock eyes with him, she realized that she could subdue him with a single look. Her eyes were unmatched in their pull, imprisoning his thoughts and feelings all at once and dragging them to her mercy. His lips could not help but nip and kiss at her thumb as it grazed along it, letting her whisper softly as best she could through the passionate locks and thrusts. His lips grazed against her own, toying and teasing with touches to reassure everything she had just asked of him. Leaving her was not something he could do anymore, willing or not. If his mind were to completley run away, his body would hold still. Yet nothing of him wanted to quit or run away, for just as she had found something she desperatley searched for it was the same for him. He wasn't just doing a job anymore, he wasn't just protecting people just because it was all he could do. He needed someone to fall for and she descended to him like a gift from the angels, he needed someone to drag him back to the reality and emotions of humanity when he was too far gone into the world of battle and warfare.
His hands locked beneath her rear and he picked her up off the wall, quick nods of his head reassuring her further before he was back to kissing her again, back to letting his lips feel every inch of her own. Before she knew it, they were back in his car and she was on his lap in the drivers seat. Nothing in his body left hers the entire walk there, they kissed the entire walk there, he bit and nipped at her neck the whole walk there. Now he was about to drive with her on his lap, both legs around his waist, head tilted lightly to see over her shoulder and leaving his neck for her to occupy herself with as they drove home.
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Fiona made no move to separate from him in anyway, holding him close with each step he took. Her kisses were fierce and passionate, finally knowing what undeniable passion felt like and having no intention of letting it ago. She was already addicted to him and the way held her, and she was starting to feel this... this pull toward him. The kind of pull that told her he was what was what held her on the earth at the moment. As they got in the car, she kept her arms wrapped around his torso and her legs resting on either side of his thighs. She was a smaller girl, so it was easy to fit between him and the steering wheel, but it kept her pressed firmly against him - not that she was complaining.
Her hands moved to the hem of his soaked tank top, her fingers moving beneath the wet fabric so that she could feel him warm skin. A little sigh left her lips as caressed his toned torso, her mouth busy on his neck. As she explored his body in a almost shy, hesitant way, her teeth nibbled at the skin right beneath his jaw, and her hot breath came in nervous little pants. It was no secret that she was not very experienced, for her past relationships were for pubic appearances only.
She swallowed nervously and pulled back, a blush spreading across her cheeks. "I... I'm a virgin," she whispered, feeling absolutely and totally embarrassed. Here she was at twenty years old, passionately interlocked with a thirty-two year old man that was hotter than most movie stars combined, and she was admitting that she was a virgin... However, she couldn't make herself lie to him or not tell him at all. Her conscience was too loud for her to ignore such a thing.
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In the frenzy axel found himself in, he didn't care for red lights and other cars along the street. The more she tightened herself around him and her lips bit and kissed at his neck, he pressed forward with his own hips and his feet hit the gas harder and the car raced like a bullet through the streets, passing other cars carelessly as they rushed towards the apartment. He noticed she was hesitant in admitting the truth to him about her virginity, his breath coming out in small pants of excitement as they drew closer and closer to the home.
"Good." He whispered quickly into her ear, taking his eye off the road for a moment to lean back and press an affectionate kiss against her lips.
"It means I'll have the privelage of breaking you first...of fucking you before anyone else."
He panted after that, his excitement and primal thoughts bringing out his vulgarity, he just wanted her beyond anyone could imagine at that point. Finally they reached the garage apartment and the car stopped. He slammed the car door open and jumped out along with her, still carrying her with her legs tightly around her waist. He made his way into the elevator with her and slammed her back against it's wall as the elevator began going up, his body grinding forward in swaying motions to try and satisfy his ever hardening manhood until he had her lying down on a bed for him.
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His words and actions had Fiona letting out little whimpers of pleasure, her hands digging into the damp fabric that covered his shoulder blades. As he pressed her against the back of the elevator, she ground against him and moaned into his mouth. Their kisses were passionate and fierce - something that she had never experienced before. It had her on fire and moving with instinct, and she held on to him for dear life. She trusted him, despite not knowing him for very long. She just knew that passion like this was rare, and she would be a fool to back out now.
However, she was young and naive. Losing her virginity didn't scare her in a moral aspect. In her mind, if she was going to give it to some one, it should be a man of his caliber. Strong, intelligent, mature, hot as hell... But there was still some nerves settling in the pit of her stomach, and it made her pull her face back a bit to look into his unique green eyes. She swallowed nervously, her chest heaving with each breath and her eyes clouded with lust.
"You will be careful with me, won't you?" she asked, her expression serious. She wasn't exactly sure what answer she was looking for, but she had to ask. Right then, the elevator let out a ding and the doors opened, revealing the still quiet and empty apartment.
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As the doors opened, and Fiona looked at him with question he smiled. The passion had a place to be let out now, so he could afford a few moments of pure, untainted affection. He placed his foot at the elevator doors so it doesn't close, and took a moment to press a gentle, long kiss against her lips.
"I wouldn't dream of hurting you."
He bit at her lower lip lightly, before he moved out of the elevator and the apartment was automatically locked. He carried her to his room, and placed her on the bed that could barely fit him let alone both of them. It meant that they would be touching at all times, having and tasting each other no matter where they went or they would fall off. He laid atop her, his hands sliding up and down her thighs passionately as his lips traced her neck line. His cock was already hardened and buldged beneath his pants, and his hands started to trail their way upwards to slowly slide down her shit.
"I'm yours to do anything with, just as it is to you."
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Fiona's legs immediately spread to accommodate his large frame, moaning with pleasure just at the contact. Her hands went up to run her fingers through his hair as she bit her lip, sighing softly at the feeling of his experienced lips on her neck. If she wasn't comfortable with him before, she definitely was after he addressed her concerns. Her legs hook around his waist and her hips moved against his, groaning at the feeling of his manhood hard against her.
"Anything?" she panted in a cocky tone, arching an eyebrow and looking up at him. A smirk covered her lips, for she was getting more confident with every kiss and movement against him. Her hands moved down his sculpted torso, only stopping when she found the hem of his shirt, and tugged it up and over his head. Throwing it to the side, her hands immediately went to feeling each and every dip of his muscles, caressing them and gently scraping her nails along them. Looking between then, she took in the appearance of his naked upper body and sighed.
"Good God," she muttered, shaking her hand and leaned up to kiss him even harder, her hands still exploring his back. She suddenly wanted to see all of him; each and every inch of his body...
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While his shirt was thrown off, his hands were doing their work and slowly slipped the top that she wore away. She found it being thrown away right along with it, and her upper body exposed to him as his own was to her. The feel of her hands finally on his bare chest and abdomen drove him crazy, his hands dominantly grabbing the waist of her pants and starting to drag and tug it downwards, removing it from her. after doing so, he had snuk her hands to latch onto his pants, letting her hand grab his manhood. At that point his head lifted so he could look at her, as his hips swayed forward to grind himself against her hand.
"He's all yours too."
He grinned and bit at her lip, teasing as his hands finally managed to take off her pants and let them dangle at her heels. His hand then took the opportunity to slide up her thigh slowly, fingers trailing her legs as he pressed and rubbed at most sensitive places. Trailing them upwards, he dragged them around her folds teasingly to send small jolts of pleasure up and through her body. Quickly, he grabbed her by the waist and pinned her fully beneath him, his manhood still trapped in her hands and thunder stuck from the window outside.
"Please...I beg you, I can't function unless I can fuck you, just dont make me wait anymore."
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Fiona bit her lip and looked up at him with lust-filled blue eyes as her hand came in contact with his jean covered cock. A blush spread across her cheeks from being exposed from the waist up, her stomach and breasts on full display for him. Squeezing her hand, she moaned with hunger, feeling as if she were going crazy while pinned underneath him. Never had she felt like this. She'd read books that described feelings of passion, lust, and even love... But words could not hold a candle to what surged through her body at the moment. All she knew was that she wanted him, both physically and emotionally, and she wanted him to take her... She wanted him to devour her in the way that no man had ever before.
Her hand moved up to his button and zipper, fumbling with nervous fingers to get the fly open. A sigh broke her lips when his manhood was finally free and warm in the palm of her hand. At twenty, she knew a lot about sex, but had experienced very little of it. The feeling of him bare and hard against her hand was both intriguing and scary, for she knew what it was leading to. Part of her feared what came next, but the burning sensation between her legs urged her forward.
"Then fuck me," she purred, the curse word feeling oddly delicious on her lips. Moving her hand, she stroked him softly and kept her eyes connected with his. "Just... Be careful with me." And with that, her back arched off the bed and pressing her breasts into his bare chest and her mouth into his mouth...
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The moment his cock sprang from the zipper of his pants, he let out a mix between a grunt and a gasp at the feeling of her delicate hands abandon their elegance and simply wrap around and grab his cock just light that, stroking him as she pressed her breasts to his chest. Even her words turned him on further, the more comfortable...the more utterly vulgar she was, the more he just wanted to grab her and make her scream with his body. Nothing excited him more than to know that outside, she's a proper innocent girl but to him, she's his own, love-crazed slut.
His hands slipped down her thighs and unlaced her undergarments, he didn't even wait to take notice of wether they were panties or thongs, whatever. His fingers slipped forward and a one trailed her sensitive folds, before inviting itself in and stroking her just as she stroked him. He opened her up to match the size of his cock slowly, to ensure that when he fucked her and his cock pushed into her, it wouldn't be too painful. One finger slipped in after another, his lips containing all her moans as he fingered her, thrusting them quickly inside her to tease and excite her until she would cum on his hands, and then, just then as she is laid down and the sheets covered in her cum would he fuck her.
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Fiona's back bowed at the feeling of his strong fingers moving against her pussy, which was already wet and ready, and her eyebrows creased together with concentration. Her moans filled the room when he pushed one finger after another inside of her, stretching her and priming her before he made his move. After all the built up tension, it didn't take much to have her hips wiggling against his hand and her nails digging into the flesh of his shoulders. "Axel..." she gasped, swallowing hard as she felt her climax building. Her heels dug into the bed on either side of him, pushing her body upward and into his hand in desperation.
Her hand remained wrapped around his cock, pumping it as much as she could between her own tremors of pleasure. It was hard for her to concentrate, her mind hazy with lust, and her whimpers coming out as groans of encouragement, begging him to go faster, harder.... anything.
"Oh! A- God! Oh, sh-," she stammered, unable to form words or sentences as her orgasm took control of her body. She bucked and writhed beneath him like a wild animal, soaking his hand with her cum as her pussy tightened around his fingers. Her eyes rolled back in her head a little as she let out a scream of pleasure. Her sounds would have definitely disturbed someone's sleep if anyone else had been in the apartment. It was just too much to have her subject to his experience ministrations. She was like putty in his hands...
"Please," she gasped, "Please, Axel..." Her words came out in labored breaths, and her hand went back to gently stroking his hardened member between their bodies. Her mind suddenly flashed to the idea of him being inside of her, which made her heart race nervously, but she didn't push him away at all. She wanted him more than ever.
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As she convulsed and twitched beneath him, at the power of his fingers and hands thrusting and stroking within her pussy it egged him on even more. He felt her pussy tighten around his fingers, and her cum flood out of her folds to drench his fingers. He slipped them out so it would drip down her thighs and stain the bed, and only when she begged for the real thing did he move. His pants slowly turned into quiet moans as she stroked his cock harder and harder, and finally he snatched it away from her hand to place it right between her legs.
The tip of his cock pushed against her pussy, and just at that moment it was as if time froze as he looked at her, letting the entire moment in all it's lust and passion sink into every pore of his senses. He was fucking her, he was about to shove his aching cock into this gorgeous fucking girl.
"Fucking...finally..."
he groaned out as his hips swayed forward, and finally the head of his cock was thrust into her pussy. He clenched his teeth viciously from the tightness of her newly penetrated folds, grunting in pleasurable struggle as he forced himself to slow and not let crazed instinct take over and just fuck her, but to slowly start pushing his cock further and further into his pussy. It was an impressive seven inches long, so to get his full length in she would have to slowly adapt through the first painful yet pleasurable fuck.
As he thrust his cock inside her, his hands made sure to grip her at her hips tightly, holding her attatched to him. His chest was along her breasts, lips and breath at her own, and legs inbetween hers to try and make her feel as secure as possible, as safe as possible, as vulgar as possible.
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After a life of having people tip toe around her because of her father's political and social status, it surprised Fiona at how pleasurable it was to have someone take control. The way the weight of his much large body pressing her into the mattress, the way his hands grasped her hips with a subtle dominance, the way he let out the most arousing, deep groans... It all had her hips bucking up to meet his and her purrs of approval sounding nearly animalistic. She almost forgot to breath when he pushed the head of his cock inside her; the feeling of him entering her in the way that no one had before was the single most erotic thing she had ever experienced. It also made her heart race with nervousness, but it was quickly replaced with a sudden surge of pain when he finally sank all the way inside of her.
A scream filled the air around them, and it took her a moment to realize that it was her own scream... It hurt, that was for sure. He was a well endowed man, and in turn, she felt like he was splitting her open for several moments. Her eyebrows creased together and she panted desperately, her nails digging and scratching into his back. "Fuck," she gasped, her stomach muscles tightening at the feeling. For a moment, she nearly wiggled away from him, but his hands on her hips reminded her to stay still. He knew what he was doing, and she just needed to trust him.
"Axel," she breathed, her lips brushing against his softly as her pussy tightened around him. In a few short moments, she went from nearly pushing him away out of pain to pulling him close, as if he was the only one who could take that pain away... His name felt delicious on her lips, rolling off her tongue like she was born to say it. Her thighs tightened around him, not sure if she wanted him to move or not. However, she held on to him for dear life.
"I'm.. I'm okay," she gasped, nodding and looking up into his green eyes with determination. Fiona was not one to want to appear weak, and this situation was no different. She wanted him to know that she could handle it; that she wanted him to fuck her the way she knew he could.
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Axel bit his lip roughly and couldn't help but let out rough groans at the feeling alone. he had never been with someone this tight, this pleasurable. He almost felt like cumming inside her instantly, thats how tight her pussy was, how she pulled his cock in perfectly. He held her as tightly as he could while he groaned and screamed out in pain, knowing how hard the first penetration must have been for her. Yet, within seconds she pulled him in closer and locked his eyes with her own. Just then, he leaned down and pressed a passionate kiss against her lips as his hips began to sway.
Now, his cock could fit fully inside her. Finally he pushed all seven inches of his length into her and broke through her hymen, stealing her innocence as she bled lightly. However, with each thrust forward he stole some pain away with him. It felt so fucking good, his cock getting stroked and squeezed by every wall and corner of her pussy. He couldn't hold himself back for much longer and everything he did made it clear.
"Fuck...fuck..so...fuck...good..."
He panted against her ear, biting at her neck to try and restrain himself as much as possible, trying not to literally take her and fuck her brains out for her first time. It would be too rough, but he already knew he was losing control on himself. Everything about her just made him want to have her more, to push into her further, to fuck her hard enough that his bed breaks.
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Fiona felt like she was being taken into a different world; her senses were filled with the feeling of his body against her's and his cock going in and out of her wet pussy. She seemed to only be able to concentrate on him, her hands resting on his shoulder blades and pulling him with the same force that he held on to her hips with. However, it was the sound of his soft pants in her ear that made the whole situation real. He was on top of her, having just taken her innocence, and she immediately knew that they would be linked for forever. It was scary thought, considering he probably had girl after girl lined up to be with him - older and more mature girls. It hurt to know that this might not be as big of a deal to him, but she had to push it away. She had to let the pleasure take over, which wasn't hard at all.
Her thighs tightened around her waist as she started to feel a burning sensation in her lower stomach - a feeling that she only experienced when she dared to touch herself at night. "Axel... Oh... Uh, Axel," she panted, not making any more sense than he did. Her body was becoming slick against his, her breasts pressed against his chest in the most erotic of ways.
It was when the pain started to subside and the pleasure started to build up that she started to move her hips to meet his, silently begging him to give her more. She didn't want to be treated like a fragile little girl. After all, she had been treated like that her entire life. No, she wanted to be fucked and to be taken over the man on top of her. She wanted all of him.
"Don't hold back," she groaned, her eyes opening to look up at him. "Don't."
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His body didn't take more than a second to adapt to her new arising vulgar and passion as her pain subsided and her body begged him for more. At that point he was not in the mood for restraint, no. He was primal, an animal and she was his bitch. Her words confirmed it, and his hands grabbed her roughly by the hips and raised her lower body by the hips. His fingers dug into her skin as his hips began thrusting and pounding rough, deep thrusts into her pussy that only ached for more. His cock hungrily pulsed and twitched inside her, pushing more and harder into her, deeper until his whole cock filled every inch of her pussy every time he thrust forward.
"Fucking...whore...ugh...fuck!"
She was no whore, not by the slightest, but at that point beneath him in bed she was his whore, his own personal sex queen to fuck and fill with him cum whenever he desired, whenever she begged for it. Every thought of reason escaped his mind, all he could think about was how to fuck her faster, harder. His hand lifted to grab her by the hair and his lips locked viciously with her own, her entire body suspended in his hands by his strength. His cock was using her to fuck and cum in, she could feel the heat build up in the base of his shaft as they fucked, slowly coming closer and closer to his first climax.
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No part of her or her body fought him, letting the older man take her innocence and fuck her into oblivion. In any other situation, she would have went crazy at the idea of him calling her a whore. However, right now, they were more like animals than people. Shewantedto be his whore, and she wanted him to her in every sense of the word. At this moment, she was his, and he could do anything he wanted to her...
All of the sudden, with the feeling of his thrusts getting harder and faster with an erotic sense of dominance, she felt a tingling in her stomach. It was much, much stronger than any orgasm she had ever given herself. No, this was monumental.
"Fuck!" she whined, back arching in his arms and pressing her breasts to his muscled chests. She clung to him, her thighs squeezing around his waist. The feeling of him being so rough with her, pulling her hair and pounding into her without any restrain brought her over the edge. She came with a scream that echoed through the apartment, her eyes rolling back and her cunt exploding with a sweet wetness around his throbbing cock.
"Oh, oh... Oh, Axel," she moaned, quivering underneath him. She kept murmuring his name with a mixture of curses and whimpers, making no sense at all.
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His hands shifted instantly to grab her ass as she arched with screams and moans into his arms, pressing his chest into her breasts as he held her and thrust her down his cock instead. The new position allowed his cock to push into her even deeper, so that every single inch of his cock pushed upwards into her and stretched her pussy further. He had lost his sanity, and was simply a machine that fucked her. His pleasures overwhelmed him, and every sense of his body tingled as his nails dragged into her skin and cock twitched harder and harder in anticipation.
"Oh FUCK FUCK FUCK! CUM, HARDER!"
It was almost an order for her as she screamed and echoed along with her body's tenseness. She clutched onto him and her cunt twitched as she came all over and down his cock, so much so that it dripped down their things and onto the bed. That in turn pushed him to his edge, as he slammed her back into the wall and thrust upwards into her, harder and harder, faster and rougher as she continued to cum, fucking her through her orgasm until he would reach his own. A second after, he couldn't hold himself anymore.
"Fuck...Im...c...Im gonna fucking..." He bit his lip roughly in a loud groan as his entire body pinned her into the wall, his cock driving upwards into her so hard that her body shook with every thrust. And finally in one last, viciously deep push she felt his cum rise up from the base of his cock and errupt from the tip, Axel shooting rope after rope of cum into her pussy, mouth half open with a heated push upwards.
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Fiona let out a raspy groan, her breasts bouncing with each of his powerful thrusts. She looked up at him, whimpering at the erotic sight of his muscles tensing with each of his movements. Her hands squeezed at his biceps, and her hips rolled with each of his movements, or at least tried to.
"A-Axel... Oh, fuck, Axel," she moaned, her dark hair spilled across the white pillow. Her skin was glistening with a thin sheen of sweat, and her chest was heaving with each effort to catch her breath. She bit her lip, her pussy quivering around his large cock as she felt his cum pumping inside of her. The warm feeling of his seed coating her insides was enough to send her into another impressive orgasm, her voice coming out in a animalistic scream and her feminine arousal soaking the sheets.
"Oh... Mmmm," she moaned, arching her back up to press her lips passionately against his, kissing him with a desperate force.
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His body tensed and cringed as he came, every feeling of pleasure he had ever had multiplied within her. His cock seemed to cum endlessly purely because of the passion he had in his thrusts, finally halted by her kiss as she pinned her body into him and her lips against his own. He could only grip her tightly and lock his lips with her own for long moments, cum dripping down his cock and her thighs. Their tongues met and interlocked, toying with one another as he slowly took her back down to the bed. He laid atop her, his cock still thrust inside her as if to say she cant let him go that easily, that he belong within her.
"I need you...I need you so bad."
He uttered the words that were said just at the end of their explosive fight earlier, his hands trailing down her body in affection and love. His forehead touched her own lightly, leaning against hers. His body was shielding hers from air itself, she could feel every curve of him.
" I cant keep this up anymore...like I told you...every second Im with you I just want to...want to..."
His hand sank into her hair and his lips pressed into her own again briefly, hiding the fact that he was at a loss for words regarding how powerful his feelings were.
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Fiona panted, trying desperately to catch her breath. She closed her eyes at the feeling of his body covering her's as if he were trying to shield her from harm, his cock still embedded inside of her. Her hands traveled up his muscled back as his explored her own body, content with him being as close as possible to her. She didn't want him to move an inch; too afraid he might decide to leave. After all, there was no hiding the fact she had slight attachment issues because of her less than involved father.
She went to say something, smirking lazily at his words, but was cut off my his kiss. She moaned, as if the kiss had awoken the pleasure between her legs, and she nibbled on his bottom lip eagerly. Her pussy continued to pulse around him, milking him with desperation.
"Well, I'm your's now," she whispered between pants, her blue eyes opened to lock with his own green orbs. It was true, she was his in a sense. After all, he claimed her virginity not moments ago. A shiver ran up her spin at the feeling of his ring sliding against her skin, the cool metal giving her goosebumps. "Think you can handle that?" Her tone would have been teasing if she was not completely worn out, her voice coming out a whisper.
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Her little taunts managed to do what they did best, one being to have him flash an opposing grin to her teasing, the other being enthralling her further. She was his dream, the most beautiful thing he'd ever laid eyes on and the one person who could match him in strength, passion...lust. In response he said nothing at first, but after the grin subsided and her pussy twitched to let a bit more cum escape, he turned them over suddenly so she was atop him, and gave a small thrust upwards in teasing.
"Mmm...It's a challenge...but I'll break it."
He snickered, leaning up to bite at her lower lip, his hands travelling up her body to cup her breasts as the rain continued to fall, and the thunder kept booming. She was tired, he was tired, but he could not waste such amazing time on sleep. No, sleep can wait for her, sleep can wait for his cock to thrust inside her, sleep can wait for his hands to grab and fuck her.
"I don't share."
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Fiona yelped at the feeling of being turned over, and she moaned as he bit her lower lip. Grinning, she pulled back until she was sitting up straight on his cock, giving him an unobstructed view of her youthful body. Licking her lips, she moved to rest her hands on top of his, urging him to squeeze them in the way she always fantasized a man would. Hell, she was the man she always fantasized about. He was the type of man that lived within her mind late at night while she touched herself...
"Oh, well then we might have a problem," she countered, arching an eyebrow at him. "See... I have many, many men that crave my attention. I'm not sure I could just push them all to the side for you." She smirked at that, obviously bluffing and not even trying to hide it. Her hips started to roll against his, making a moan escape her lips once again.
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His hips, almost instinctivley began rolling upwards when she moaned, his cock toying with her pussy, wondering if it will egg her on enough for them to just turn right back into the animals they were or simply tease in retaliation. His eyes were locked on her body, the perfect figure and the full breasts almost breathed life back into his cock, causing it to twitch and throb within her.
Yet at the sound of other men in her life his brows furrowed and he growled lightly, leaning up so his lips wrapped around one of her nipples and he bit softly, his tone of voice a little serious.
"I would beat down anyone else who dared breathe your air, let alone touch you."
it was almost possessive, yet protective. She was his, he wouldn't joke or tease about it. His body would, but not his mind. Everything about him just craved her more and more.
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His words send shivers up her spine - in a good way. She looked down at him, her eyes glittering with confusion. She shook her head, loving his protective tone, but not understanding it. She had always wanted a man like him to claim her and protect her, but she had no idea why he would want her in such away. Surely he had plenty of other woman that her older and sexier than she.
"Axel, in case you haven't noticed, not many men flock to me," she murmured in an amused voice. She was mistaking her sheltered life for something else entirely. However, she didn't plan to dwell on it. Not now. She didn't want him to think she was weak and thought little of herself. Instead, she leaned down and grabbed his face with both of her smaller hands, pulling him up to kiss him softly. She moaned at the feeling of his cock coming back to life inside of her.
"I want to try something..." she whispered against his lips. She looked a little nervous, but determined. She slid down his body until she was knelt between his legs, eye level with his glistening cock. Her hands rested on his muscular thighs, and she leaned forward and licked the mushroom shaped head.