Falling, Fallen | ✔️

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~Ayla's POV~

I laid in my bed after work, my back aching from being hunched over a desk all day. Still, at least I had a nice bed to return to. For now, anyways.

My cheek buried in my pillow, I began to subconsciously drift off to sleep when all of the sudden there was a little knock on my bedroom door. I opened my eyes and looked at the door, expecting Soren to come barging in without waiting for me to say he could, but he never did. It was very unlike him. "Um," I cleared my throat. "You can come in." I called, sitting up on my bed as he finally pushed the door open and slipped into my room.

Soren awkwardly stood all the way over by my bedroom door, causing me to giggle softly in amusement. "You can come sit down over here, you know. It's not like I'll bite you." I said playfully, but he adamantly shook his head. "As much as I would like to, something tells me that me being with you on a bed would not go over too well." He responded, making my eyes widen at his blatant honesty. Still, it was refreshing because I had missed him talking to me like normal. Hell, I had missed him as a whole. "I was hoping that we could talk." He said, shoving his hands into his pockets. I just stared at him, a little bit surprised. "Talk? About what?" I asked, peering over at him. He then began to subconsciously rock back and forth on his heels. "I wanted to talk about us. Our relationship." He told me, making my lips part.

"But w—" I began to protest, thoroughly confused, but he cut me off. "Please, just listen." He begged, surprising me even more. I had never heard Soren beg me for anything. Assuming that he had something important that he wanted to say to me, I decided to shut my mouth and nodded my head. "I didn't mean to say the stuff that I did when you told me you loved me. It caught me off guard and I wasn't even thinking when I said those things, but it's not how I really feel. I know I'm an idiot and that I hurt you, so I'm sorry, but I love you." He told me in a ramble, making me gape at him.

"But you told me you only cared about me, not loved me." I recalled, my voice shaking. I was trying not to get my hopes up that he actually meant it, but I knew that they were already raised regardless. "I know. I made you cry, Ayla. You don't know how much I've been thinking about that day, trying to get myself to say something to you, to explain." He muttered. I watched him closely, my eyes trailing over his handsome facial features as he spoke. He looked utterly sincere, and totally destroyed. He must've really been dwelling on this, maybe even more than I had. "Why did you wait so long to say something, Soren? I don't understand." I asked, furrowing my brows.

He cringed, reaching up to rub the back of his neck. "I've wanted to fix this since the second I realized what I'd done, but I didn't know if I should. I-I mean, I just... I don't deserve to have you, but I want you anyway. I want to make you mine." He told me. "And, well, Luca might've talked some sense into me." He admitted in a mutter, embarrassed. I couldn't help but to giggle, curling my legs up under me as I pushed up onto my knees on my blankets. "Oh, so I have him to thank?" I teased, making his lips twitch.

"I'm sorry. I missed you so much." He sighed softly. I couldn't help but to smile, my heart racing. "Come here." I beckoned him over, causing him to hesitate a bit before he took long strides over to me. He groaned as our lips collided in a heavy kiss, his hands grasping onto me as I held him as close as I could. "Ayla, fuck, I've missed you." He swore, breaking away from our kiss to look at my face. I peered up at him, a smile forming on my lips. "I've missed you too." I admitted softly, pulling him down into my bed. He grunted in surprise as I straddled his hips, watching me closely as I began to slip off his sweatpants. "Wait. Are you sure you want to do this? I don't want you to rush back into having sex with me if you still need to take some time to accept my feelings." He worried, and I glanced up at him, smiling.

"Did you mean it? You really love me?" I asked him instead of answering, playing with the fabric of his soft shirt. His eyes softened. "I'm in love with you." He said, making my heart skip a beat. I had been wanting to hear that from him for so long that I had almost given up, but now he and I were saying it to each other. "Then I don't need to take time to accept it. I've been wanting this for months, Soren." I told him, leaning over to him. I kissed him softly and he grabbed me around the waist, his fingers tangling into my hair. "Do whatever you want to me, then. Anything you want." He muttered, his chest heaving.

I smiled and slid his length out of his boxers, causing him to inhale sharply at my touch. He was already rock hard, ready to go, but if I'm honest, I wanted to tease him. It was my way of punishing him. So I shifted down his body and gently licked at the tip, hearing him groan lowly as he bit on his bottom lip. "Ah," He gasped as my tongue gently trailed down the underside of his shaft. "I-It's hurting, baby." He panted, throbbing in my hand. I giggled softly and sucked him into my mouth a little more, making him groan louder. "You're more sensitive than normal." I noticed, pulling my mouth away as I pumped him softly with my hand. "It's been two and a half months. I feel like I'm going to cum in a split second." He panted, making my eyes snap up to him in surprise. "You haven't been with anyone else, either?" I asked, making him shake his head. "Nobody else. I don't want another woman." He told me breathlessly.

Smiling softly, I sucked him into my mouth and sank him down my throat, making him jerk his hips up and groan in surprise. "Look at me. I wanna see your pretty face, Ayla." He almost begged, causing me to glance up at him through my lashes. He throbbed in my mouth and reached down, gripping my hair in his hold. "Beautiful. So fucking beautiful." He panted, throwing his head back as he pumped his hips up and down, fucking my mouth. I hallowed my cheeks around him and swirled my tongue against the underside of his shaft, watching his brows furrow tightly together as his abdomen flexed strongly. "Ah, goddamn. Ayla, please...You're g-gonna...fuck!" He moaned as I gently palmed his balls, his hands fisting my hair tighter. "I'm gonna f-fucking...cum." He choked out, and he groaned loudly as I bobbed my head faster, my saliva coating his shaft.

He began to shake, moaning uncontrollably as he threw his head back and tried to pull me off of him. I refused, watching his face as I lapped my tongue around his base, making him tremble. It was sudden when he erupted, a heavy moan leaving his lips as he came down the back of my throat. His eyes looked like they rolled back, jaw clenched and chest heaving as he relaxed into my bed. I giggled softly and pulled his sweatpants on again, crawling up to his side. "Sorry. I didn't mean to finish so soon. It's just been a while." He muttered, causing me to smile.

I cuddled up into his side and ran my fingers through his soft hair. "Don't be sorry." I whispered. "I am actually glad that you didn't sleep with another girl, as bad as it sounds, considering I was the one who called it off."

Soren hugged me against him and kissed my jaw, my cheek, my lips. "I'm going to eat your pretty pussy in the morning. First thing you wake up to is gonna be my mouth. Would you like that?" He muttered, causing me to flush and bite my lip. "Yes." I whispered, making him smile. He buried his cheek into my hair, kissing my jaw again. "I love you." He said softly.

My heart fluttered and I held his body close to mine, relishing in the feeling of having him back.