A/N: Oh God, I usually don't write so graphic adult-rated content, so enjoy it while it lasts, because it is a one time thing🙈 I strongly disagree with some things I've written, but this is fiction, so🤷🏼♀️ Here are the pancakes you have been asking for for so long!
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SMUT ALERT
HIDE THE KIDS
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This kiss was nothing like the one we had shared just a moment before. It was passionate. It was hungry. He responded immediately by diving one hand in my hair, while his other traveled to the small of my back, keeping me in place. When we pulled away to catch our breaths, I took the opportunity and got off the stool, my hands reaching for his jet black hair and my mouth for his neck.
I claimed every inch of his exposed skin with my lips, earning a groan from him, while his hands were roaming my whole body over my blue dress. I was sucking on the sensitive spot where his neck and collarbone meet when he cupped my face and forced me to look him in the eyes.
I couldn't read his expression and fear of him backing away overcame me, but it instantly went away the moment he spoke.
"I need you." he breathed without breaking eye contact.
Those three words were enough to set every single cell of my body on fire from need as well.
"Show me how much." I whispered back.
He kissed me with force and turned me slightly, pushing me backwards until my back hit the edge of the island. I could feel his whole body pressing against mine. Our movements were ragged, not even remotely gentle and I loved every second of it.
We were never like this when we used to be together. He would always make sure I was comfortable with his every move, never forcing anything. Maybe been denied from each other's touch for so long had changed that.
I fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, desperate to run my fingers down his chest without any barrier in between. My patience was running out just seconds later and with one harsh move I ripped it open. I thought he would disapprove of my action, but he couldn't find it in himself to care.
We were kissing each other with everything we had: mouths sucking, teeth biting, tongues fighting for dominance. He hiked my left leg up around his waist and started grinding his hips on mine, rubbing his clothed erection against my nub, making me almost lose it right then and there.
I broke the kiss and leaned back to take in the view, trying to pull myself together at the same time. His lips were swollen, his shirt unbuttoned and tucked out of his trousers and his hair was a total mess, sticking out to every direction. I wrapped my arms around his neck and looked deeply into his hungry eyes. Our hearts pounding inside our chests and our heavy breathing were the only sounds filling the room.
"Take me to bed now." I requested in a husky, pleading voice.
But he did no such thing. The bedroom was too far away and our need for each other was too unbearable.
With a growl he lifted me off of my feet and carried me to the nearest flat surface; the kitchen counter. He carelessly set me down and started untying the belt of my dress. I parted my legs for him to settle between them and reached for his trousers. The cupboards above my head added to the complication of the task at hand, but neither of us seemed to mind.
When he had gotten rid of my dress and his shirt completely, he stopped and looked at me with terror emerging from his eyes.
"I don't have protec..." he started but I harshly cut him off.
"I don't care. I want you." I exclaimed and eagerly tugged at his pants and pushed them down his legs.
Once they reached the floor he stepped out of them and kicked them aside, my panties and his boxer briefs following after.
I brought his lips to mine, kissing him vigorously and frantically running my hands up and down his chest hair. His hand traced my spine, sending goosebumps all over my body. His fingers struggled with the clasp of my bra, but I didn't have time for that. I couldn't stand the anticipation any longer.
"Leave it, I need you now." I said against his lips and he nodded, sliding his hands to my hips.
He dragged me to the edge of the counter, my legs locking around his waist and my fingers curling around the cold granite for support.
He aligned himself with my entrance, inhaling sharply when we made the slightest of contact. I threw my head back, savoring the sensation. He slid his tip inside me slowly, and then all at once, filling me to the hilt.
The feeling was so familiar and yet so new. I gasped at the sudden invasion and buried my head in his neck, while his hands traveled to my back to support me. There was no teasing, no going slow to make me beg for it. He just surged forward and went straight to giving me what I needed.
What we both needed.
A couple minutes later, my hands failed to properly support me and I grasped his shoulders instead. His thrusts became erratic, hinting he was close, but he didn't slow down. His right hand left my back and slipped to where our bodies connected. His fingers drew a circle around my bundle of nerves once, twice and it was all it took to push me off the edge.
My legs began to tremble and his name left my lips in moans and screams, as his mouth met mine to swallow them. He picked up the pace, chasing his own release, which followed not long after.
We stayed tangled up with each other, even after we had both come down from our highs, neither of us able to move just yet. Our breaths were still uneven and our foreheads pressed together.
"Gods, how much I've missed you." Colin admitted in a hoarse voice.
I lifted my hand and gently caressed his cheek.
"I know, me too." I said.
After a few more blissfully silent minutes we managed to let go of each other and started gathering our clothes from the kitchen floor.
"So, I know we totally messed up the order of how these things usually go, but do you wanna go watch some Netflix?" he asked as he picked his shirt up.
I turned my gaze to him, suppressing a chuckle.
"Sure." I accepted his offer.
We cleaned up the mess we had made in the kitchen and sat on the couch in only our underwear. After a long time, things between us finally weren't awkward. If something, they seemed to be back to normal. Key word: seemed, as we hadn't really talked about us after our rather enjoyable activities.
He scrolled through shows on Netflix, but suddenly froze and turned to look at me with a grin on his face.
"Outlander?" he asked.
"Outlander." I replied with a smile.
A/N: First of all, unprotected sex is dangerous, so don't do that, okay? Secondly, nope, she is not going to get pregnant, in case you were wondering. I must admit, I did quite the research for this chapter🙈 I literally read all the M-rated fanfics about what would have happened if Snow hadn't interrupted the pancakes to get some ideas🙈
Xoxo, Eva💕
P.S: I may have lied about this being a "one time thing"😏
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