Veni, Vidi, Amavi.

An: So umm. I didn't plan this until a different chapter but it happened anyways lol. So there is smut here. Or lemons. Whatever you want to call it. It's not horribly explicit but still there. I know I can't stop anyone but if you're under 18 I'd appreciate it if you don't comment on that bit of the story. If you do I'll honestly probably just block. I'll mark the start of it with 🐦 and the end with 🐝.

-"Je vous souhaite d'être follement aimée."

-Andrē Breton, Lâmour fou. (Mad loves)

Translation: "My wish is that you may be loved to the point of madness."

"The things you do to me. Oh the things you do to me." The words though uttered. Seems to yell. To scream. To cry out to your very soul.

His eyes on yours. Intense and alluring pull every inch of you to him. His hand leaves yours. Pulls away blankets and rests you on his lap. The ease of it is a reminder of the strength he carries well. His calloused hands follow your thighs. The skin left bare from the lack of clothes.

Your body shivers and burns from his look alone. His touch unravels something inside you bit by bit. Flynn looks to you with reverence. As if you were the holiest thing on Earth.

"How do I begin to tell you." His voice wavered. His head falls to your chest. His hand trails up to your back. Fingers following the line of your spine. He pulls his head back. Cheeks flushed and eyes glossed.

"I thought I had been damned to an eternity of loss and pain. To lose one thing after the other." He pulls your hips flush to his.

"I was scared of losing you." His voice broke. "Scared of losing the one thing that has brought me peace." Your heart aches at this. This seemingly unbreakable man sits before you. Vulnerable and open. Spilling his heart to you.

You press your lips to his. Draw in his breath as if it were the sweetest perfume. Your hands cradle his jaw. A kiss to his lips. Their corners. To his fluttering eyes and the tip of his nose.

"If anything. I was scared of losing you Flynn." Your lips over his. "You deserve the world and more." Another kiss. " There is no mortal plane that can keep me from you." You pull away from him. "If you fall, I will follow. Hell will fear my name. No man nor God will keep me from you."

You find yourself falling. Flynn's arms fall to either side of your head. Obscuring the outside world.

He looks to you. Eyes darting side to side before finally stopping. A simple.

"You mean that?"left his lips. A soft laugh. Your arms around his neck.

"If I didn't. I would have never said it."

A gasp leaves your lips when his finds your neck. A trail of kisses along your jaw. Your neck. To the exposed skin of your collarbone.

A whimper left you when teeth nipped the sensitive skin. You felt his body tense, relaxed, and promptly he nipped you again.

Flynn rose. Kneeling on the bed. His hands smoothed up your thighs and gripped your hips. Where he pulled you close. Your face burned. A noise left your lips as his hips rolled. Your hands cover your mouth. Carefully Flynn pulled your hand away and lent forward to speak in your ear.

"I want to show you what you mean to me. May I?" He leaves a kiss just below your ear. You shiver. Stutter.

"I. I've not. I mean." Your heart pounds in your chest. Your body is screaming with want. A thing you have yet to experience before. This type of heat. Need. Truly. You trusted Flynn with this like no other.

He pulls away quickly. A brief moment of "Did I do something wrong?" Flutters through your thoughts. Flynn's face is the most stern you've seen. A loon that gives you butterflies for all the right reasons.