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toxic_cornSeries: What If He's On the Run?
Title: Day Two
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toxic_corn and nutmeg610
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Chad/Mary Anne
Disclaimer: The characters belong to ABC, Ann M. Martin, and Scholastic Books. We own nothing and no copyright infringement is intended.
Spoilers: For the entire damn season of Daybreak, specifically the final episode.
Summary: Following the events of Daybreak, Chad's working at a resort in Mexico where he meets a certain someone.
Notes: Spring break story! Our attempt at a (slightly) canon fic, so if you haven't finished watching Daybreak... well, it might be safe to read this since nothing specific is stated about the events in the finale until later in the story so you have time to catch up. But if you're really spoilerphobic, keep away. As always, here there be crack.
Read the earlier chapter and check out Nutmeg's awesome banner here.
Day Two - Tuesday
“Noooo!” Mary Anne turned the water fixture left and right but the steady stream of warm water was gone. And she still had shampoo in her hair and her friends waiting for her at the beach.
Huffing in annoyance, Mary Anne stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around her body, and called the front desk to complain. They promised to send someone up to repair her shower and she hung up, hoping it wouldn’t take too long.
After about ten minutes, there was a knock on the door and she eagerly ran to open it. "Thanks, the- Oh."
Sexy Beach Man was standing before her and all she had on was a towel. Didn’t some movies start like this?
~*~
Chad took a moment to look the girl over. "I'm here to fix your shower."
She pointed over her shoulder. “It’s in there,” she said and winced. “Which you know.”
He smiled at her adorable embarrassment. “Thanks.” He went into the bathroom with his tools and started fiddling with the fixture, trying to find the problem. The girl followed him and stood in the doorway to watch his progress. It was a little distracting having a gorgeous woman wrapped in a towel, dripping water on the floor and staring at him with big brown doe’s eyes. Guess she wasn’t still mad at him for yesterday, whatever it was he’d done wrong.
To try to ease the tension, he started to whistle to himself. But then she recognized the tune and started whistling in harmony. It was nice to know that kids these days could still recognize a Beatles classic. He smiled over his shoulder at her and was charmed when she smiled back shyly and rested her forehead against the doorframe, biting her lip.
"So I'm guessing you're here for spring break, huh?" Chad asked.
"Yeah. That and I guess it's a celebration of sorts." She shrugged a little.
"Graduating?"
"Not 'til next year." She started to look a little embarrassed. "I dumped my boyfriend of eight years. My friends are calling our vacation 'Mary Anne Finally Dumped That Loser 2007.'"
He chuckled a little at that. "Mary Anne... that's pretty."
“Thank you,” she said, blushing. “And what’s your name?”
“Danny.”
“Danny… that’s pretty.” Mary Anne smiled at him teasingly and he smiled back a little, wishing he could tell her his real name.
"Thanks."
“You’re welcome.” She adjusted her towel and gasped in surprise when it fell open instead. Chad didn’t get a good look at anything because it happened too fast but he got a quick glance at one of her breasts.
Chad grinned, one side of his mouth going up. "So where are your friends at?"
Mary Anne seemed happy for the distraction, embarrassed for almost flashing him. "They're at the beach still. I came back to wash the salt out of my hair and..."
She gestured to the shower. “Kablooey.”
Nodding, Chad focused on his work. "Well, I'll have this fixed for you in just a few and you can get that salt and shampoo out."
She sighed sweetly. “You’re the best.”
That surprised him a little and he smiled. "Just doing my job, Miss."
“Mary Anne,” she gently corrected him.
“Mary Anne,” he said, all gravelly and growly. He hadn’t meant to turn on the sexual tone of voice but she was just so… He glanced over to see her grip the doorframe with white knuckles and smirked.
Chad stepped out of the shower and turned the hot water on, testing it with his hand. "There we go. All fixed."
"Th-thank you."
“Sure.” He smiled as he collected his tools together. "Well, I'll get out of your hair..."
"Right. Okay."
He got his stuff together and turned to look at her. "Soo, that's that..."
She kept staring up into his eyes and he had to swallow before he could speak again. "I, uh... I just need..." He moved a little closer to her.
Her eyes widened and she stared up at him, her lips parted. Then she shook herself and returned back to the moment. "Me to get out of your way."
He followed her as she led the way back to the front door. “Right. Thanks.” When she opened the door he paused. "So have fun with your 'I dumped my boyfriend' celebrating."
“I will.” She smiled shyly. “Thanks, Danny.”
"No problem. See you around." Chad left, whistling a tune.
~*~
Lady Luck must’ve smiled down on Stacey and Claudia because that afternoon, a group of boys their age had arrived at the resort. Using their feminine wiles, they’d gotten three of the boys to agree to go on a date that evening at the hotel restaurant with them… and Mary Anne.
The boy Mary Anne had been set up with, Jordan, enjoyed talking about his athletic prowess. It was like Logan all over again, only infinitely more obnoxious. Unable to take much more, Mary Anne excused herself from the table and went up to the bar, ordering a tequila. The bartender was nice enough to show her how to drink it and she was into her second one when she heard a familiar voice down the bar.
"Hey, Bill, give me a Budweiser."
"Hi, Danny!" Mary Anne called, cheerfully.
He smiled and came to sit next to her. He looked so nice out of his work clothes; the blue button up shirt he was wearing really matched his eyes. "Hey, Mary Anne. What are you doing over here alone?"
“Oh.” She looked over at the booth she’d left Claudia and Stacey to entertain the three boys, which they seemed to be doing a good job of. "I got set up and the guy's yucky. So I'm hiding."
"Ah, I see. Well, that dress isn't very good camouflage you know." He appraised her red, strapless dress, making Mary Anne feel warm.
“I know,” she said, looking down at it. "But at least it's pretty, right?"
"Very much so."
She sighed sadly. "Dress up nice and the boy's gross. I guess that's just how it works." Dropping her chin into her hand, Mary Anne looked at the bar and considered ordering another drink. Something fruity.
"I'm sure not all the guys here are gross,” Danny said.
"I know of at least one who isn't."
“Oh yeah?” He smirked. "Anyone I know?"
She blushed but the alcohol had given her a sense of daring. "Maybe. Tall guy, gorgeous? Goatee?"
Danny brushed a thumb and forefinger down his own goatee. "Hmm, sounds familiar..."
"Well, if you see him..." She tilted her head to the side. "Tell him Mary Anne Spier would like to kiss him. See if maybe his goatee tickles..."
He grinned. "I don't think I can. If I do, you'll be kissing him instead of me."
"How about if I kiss you first?" Mary Anne’s heart thudded in her chest. Could he hear it?
"I could handle that."
She leaned in close. “Yeah?”
"Mmm hmm,” he rumbled, watching her lean in. "What do you think of that?"
"Think that's awesome." She brushed her slightly opened mouth lightly over his, smiling a little at the slight tickly sensation of his goatee, then pulled back. “Okay?”
His eyes had gone dark. "Yeah, unless you're planning on giving this other man a bigger kiss. Then it's not okay."
“Ohhhh, okay.” Mary Anne went in again and this time gave him everything she had, teasing him with her tongue and whimpering when he pulled her off of her stool and into his arms. Kissing had always felt like a prelude to something else with Logan; with Danny it just felt like kissing, exploration. She felt so warm and cared for and didn’t want that feeling to end.
But inevitably, they had to breathe. Mary Anne licked her lips and stared up at him, dreamily. “Mmm.”
“Hi,” Danny said, softly, giving her a smile that made her melt.
“Hi.” She kissed him once more. "Can we go back to your place?"
He gently rubbed her arms, his hands skimming over her goosebumps making her shiver even more. "I'm not in the habit of taking advantage of drunk young women."
"I've only had one and a half drinks." She kissed along his jaw to his throat. "Pleeease, Danny..."
"Ok, if you're sure."
“I am.” Her face lit up and she pulled him to his feet, trying her best not to bounce in excitement.
"Ok, uh, are you going to tell your friends first?" he asked, glancing over at them.
Mary Anne shook her head. "No. Let's just go."
“Alright then,” Danny said and escorted her out.
~*~
Chad wasn’t feeling good about this. Well, in a way he was. A beautiful young woman wanted to sleep with him and she was a hell of a kisser and was so damn sweet. But Mary Anne was different from the few women under a hundred he’d taken to his cabin before. This didn’t feel like she was just using him for sex. This felt like something more.
And she didn’t know his real name.
He unlocked his front door and held it open for her. "Here we are. It's not as nice as your room. Sorry about that."
“It’s okay.” She kissed his cheek. "Where's the bedroom?"
"In here." He led her inside and turned on a lamp. Looking around, he was glad he’d done his laundry earlier in the week so the place wasn’t covered in clothes like it usually was.
Mary Anne went to the bed and flopped onto it with a giggle. “Comfy.”
"Mmm hmm." He lay down beside her and folded his hands over his chest, wondering what in the hell he thought he was doing.
"What's the matter?" She turned on her side to look at him.
He glanced at her. "Nothing, why?"
She looked at him uncertainly. "Do you not want to do this with me?"
"You just-- you don't seem like the type to do this with me, " Chad said, honestly.
Mary Anne shrugged a little, looking into his eyes. "I don't really know who I am yet. All I know is that I was in a relationship for eight years where the guy controlled me and hurt me and now I'm free. And I've found someone sweet and kind that I like to be with and... I want to see what sex is like with someone who isn't trying to make me who they want me to be."
Moved, he gently stroked her side. "I'm not as nice as you think."
"You're nice to me. That's all that matters right now." Her eyes fluttered shut and she slid closer, kissing him softly all over his face and damn did it feel good.
“Mary Anne.” He pushed her back just a little.
"Yeah?"
"What if I'd already lied to you? You wouldn't think I was so nice then."
"Have you lied to me, Danny? When?” She gave him a half smile. "Did you not really fix the hot water?"
He smiled and kissed her softly, thinking she was never going to want to kiss him again. "It's not about the hot water. It's complicated."
"Are you sure you want to tell me?" She cupped his face, nuzzling him.
“…No.”
“Then don’t. Just… be with me.”
“I-” But he sighed, and rolled her under him. “Okay.”
With a happy sigh, Mary Anne twined her arms around him and kissed him tenderly as he got her dress unzipped and pulled it down, revealing her soft little breasts. He lay his head down between them and she stroked his hair gently before tapping his shoulder.
“Take your shirt off,” she whispered.
He left a kiss in the valley between her breasts before lifting up onto his knees to unbutton his shirt and toss it aside. While he was at it, he undid his belt and unzipped his khakis. Stretching out over her, he let her push his pants and boxers down around his knees, smiling at the sweet look of concentration on her face as she did it.
Pressing butterfly-soft kisses to his chest, she whispered, “Danny, do you have any protection?”
He swallowed. “Yeah. Are you still sure you wanna do this?”
“Mmm hm. Want you.” She squirmed around getting her panties off and Chad shakily reached out to the beside table, opening the drawer to pull out a condom. He didn’t have very many in there; maybe tomorrow he’d stock up on some more. Provided she still wanted to do this with him tomorrow.
Chad arranged himself at her enterance and swallowed, thickly. “R-ready?”
Her smile was sublime. “Yes.”
Carefully, he slid inside her and went still at the look of pain on her face. “Sweetheart? Are you okay?”
“Uh huh,” she squeaked, arms sliding up around his neck. “You’re just… um. I’m not used to someone as…”
“I’m hurting you.”
“A little.”
“Want me to…?” He started to pull out.
“No!” She clutched at his back. “It’s going to take me a minute to get used to you. Are you in all the way?”
He looked down ruefully. “No, I’m sorry.”
Her eyes widened. “W-well, keep going then.”
Chad sank in the rest of the way and shivered a little. She was so warm and welcoming, he wanted to start moving right now but there was no way he was going to do that and cause her pain. So he waited until her tight hold on him lessened and she shifted her hips around to get situated.
“Go, baby,” she breathed onto his lips.
Gently, he started a slow pace that she followed easily enough as he dropped kisses along her face. Her fingers tunneled through his hair as she made little kitten-like sounds at the back of her throat, almost like purring.
“Faster,” she purred and Chad sped up his thrusts, happy to accommodate her. It had never felt so good for him before and he buried his face in her neck, pumping away as she started to call his name and clutch at him.
The little desperate sounds she was making went right to his heart and he reached down to lightly rub her clit.
“Danny,” she choked. “Please!”
“I know,” he said soothingly and pressed harder. She flew apart in his arms, sobbing his name. It took her a while to come down from her high and she fluttered her eyes open when she realized he was still hard inside her.
“Oh, baby,” she said softly. “You still need to come.”
“Uh huh,” he grunted.
She smiled at him gently. “Better do something about that.” She tilted her hips for him and encouraged him to thrust as fast and hard as he wanted, cradling him close and whispering encouragement in his ear.
Soon he came groaning her name and collapsed weakly beside her. Exhausted, he slid the condom off and went off to the bathroom to get rid of it. By the time he came back, Mary Anne had curled up in a ball and fallen asleep.
Smiling, Chad switched off the lamp and slipped under the covers, spooning her from behind. His conscience tried to jab at him one more time but he pushed it away, focusing only on the woman in his arms.
< Day One : Day Three >
Title: Day Two
Authors:
toxic_corn and nutmeg610Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Chad/Mary Anne
Disclaimer: The characters belong to ABC, Ann M. Martin, and Scholastic Books. We own nothing and no copyright infringement is intended.
Spoilers: For the entire damn season of Daybreak, specifically the final episode.
Summary: Following the events of Daybreak, Chad's working at a resort in Mexico where he meets a certain someone.
Notes: Spring break story! Our attempt at a (slightly) canon fic, so if you haven't finished watching Daybreak... well, it might be safe to read this since nothing specific is stated about the events in the finale until later in the story so you have time to catch up. But if you're really spoilerphobic, keep away. As always, here there be crack.
Read the earlier chapter and check out Nutmeg's awesome banner here.
Day Two - Tuesday
“Noooo!” Mary Anne turned the water fixture left and right but the steady stream of warm water was gone. And she still had shampoo in her hair and her friends waiting for her at the beach.
Huffing in annoyance, Mary Anne stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around her body, and called the front desk to complain. They promised to send someone up to repair her shower and she hung up, hoping it wouldn’t take too long.
After about ten minutes, there was a knock on the door and she eagerly ran to open it. "Thanks, the- Oh."
Sexy Beach Man was standing before her and all she had on was a towel. Didn’t some movies start like this?
Chad took a moment to look the girl over. "I'm here to fix your shower."
She pointed over her shoulder. “It’s in there,” she said and winced. “Which you know.”
He smiled at her adorable embarrassment. “Thanks.” He went into the bathroom with his tools and started fiddling with the fixture, trying to find the problem. The girl followed him and stood in the doorway to watch his progress. It was a little distracting having a gorgeous woman wrapped in a towel, dripping water on the floor and staring at him with big brown doe’s eyes. Guess she wasn’t still mad at him for yesterday, whatever it was he’d done wrong.
To try to ease the tension, he started to whistle to himself. But then she recognized the tune and started whistling in harmony. It was nice to know that kids these days could still recognize a Beatles classic. He smiled over his shoulder at her and was charmed when she smiled back shyly and rested her forehead against the doorframe, biting her lip.
"So I'm guessing you're here for spring break, huh?" Chad asked.
"Yeah. That and I guess it's a celebration of sorts." She shrugged a little.
"Graduating?"
"Not 'til next year." She started to look a little embarrassed. "I dumped my boyfriend of eight years. My friends are calling our vacation 'Mary Anne Finally Dumped That Loser 2007.'"
He chuckled a little at that. "Mary Anne... that's pretty."
“Thank you,” she said, blushing. “And what’s your name?”
“Danny.”
“Danny… that’s pretty.” Mary Anne smiled at him teasingly and he smiled back a little, wishing he could tell her his real name.
"Thanks."
“You’re welcome.” She adjusted her towel and gasped in surprise when it fell open instead. Chad didn’t get a good look at anything because it happened too fast but he got a quick glance at one of her breasts.
Chad grinned, one side of his mouth going up. "So where are your friends at?"
Mary Anne seemed happy for the distraction, embarrassed for almost flashing him. "They're at the beach still. I came back to wash the salt out of my hair and..."
She gestured to the shower. “Kablooey.”
Nodding, Chad focused on his work. "Well, I'll have this fixed for you in just a few and you can get that salt and shampoo out."
She sighed sweetly. “You’re the best.”
That surprised him a little and he smiled. "Just doing my job, Miss."
“Mary Anne,” she gently corrected him.
“Mary Anne,” he said, all gravelly and growly. He hadn’t meant to turn on the sexual tone of voice but she was just so… He glanced over to see her grip the doorframe with white knuckles and smirked.
Chad stepped out of the shower and turned the hot water on, testing it with his hand. "There we go. All fixed."
"Th-thank you."
“Sure.” He smiled as he collected his tools together. "Well, I'll get out of your hair..."
"Right. Okay."
He got his stuff together and turned to look at her. "Soo, that's that..."
She kept staring up into his eyes and he had to swallow before he could speak again. "I, uh... I just need..." He moved a little closer to her.
Her eyes widened and she stared up at him, her lips parted. Then she shook herself and returned back to the moment. "Me to get out of your way."
He followed her as she led the way back to the front door. “Right. Thanks.” When she opened the door he paused. "So have fun with your 'I dumped my boyfriend' celebrating."
“I will.” She smiled shyly. “Thanks, Danny.”
"No problem. See you around." Chad left, whistling a tune.
Lady Luck must’ve smiled down on Stacey and Claudia because that afternoon, a group of boys their age had arrived at the resort. Using their feminine wiles, they’d gotten three of the boys to agree to go on a date that evening at the hotel restaurant with them… and Mary Anne.
The boy Mary Anne had been set up with, Jordan, enjoyed talking about his athletic prowess. It was like Logan all over again, only infinitely more obnoxious. Unable to take much more, Mary Anne excused herself from the table and went up to the bar, ordering a tequila. The bartender was nice enough to show her how to drink it and she was into her second one when she heard a familiar voice down the bar.
"Hey, Bill, give me a Budweiser."
"Hi, Danny!" Mary Anne called, cheerfully.
He smiled and came to sit next to her. He looked so nice out of his work clothes; the blue button up shirt he was wearing really matched his eyes. "Hey, Mary Anne. What are you doing over here alone?"
“Oh.” She looked over at the booth she’d left Claudia and Stacey to entertain the three boys, which they seemed to be doing a good job of. "I got set up and the guy's yucky. So I'm hiding."
"Ah, I see. Well, that dress isn't very good camouflage you know." He appraised her red, strapless dress, making Mary Anne feel warm.
“I know,” she said, looking down at it. "But at least it's pretty, right?"
"Very much so."
She sighed sadly. "Dress up nice and the boy's gross. I guess that's just how it works." Dropping her chin into her hand, Mary Anne looked at the bar and considered ordering another drink. Something fruity.
"I'm sure not all the guys here are gross,” Danny said.
"I know of at least one who isn't."
“Oh yeah?” He smirked. "Anyone I know?"
She blushed but the alcohol had given her a sense of daring. "Maybe. Tall guy, gorgeous? Goatee?"
Danny brushed a thumb and forefinger down his own goatee. "Hmm, sounds familiar..."
"Well, if you see him..." She tilted her head to the side. "Tell him Mary Anne Spier would like to kiss him. See if maybe his goatee tickles..."
He grinned. "I don't think I can. If I do, you'll be kissing him instead of me."
"How about if I kiss you first?" Mary Anne’s heart thudded in her chest. Could he hear it?
"I could handle that."
She leaned in close. “Yeah?”
"Mmm hmm,” he rumbled, watching her lean in. "What do you think of that?"
"Think that's awesome." She brushed her slightly opened mouth lightly over his, smiling a little at the slight tickly sensation of his goatee, then pulled back. “Okay?”
His eyes had gone dark. "Yeah, unless you're planning on giving this other man a bigger kiss. Then it's not okay."
“Ohhhh, okay.” Mary Anne went in again and this time gave him everything she had, teasing him with her tongue and whimpering when he pulled her off of her stool and into his arms. Kissing had always felt like a prelude to something else with Logan; with Danny it just felt like kissing, exploration. She felt so warm and cared for and didn’t want that feeling to end.
But inevitably, they had to breathe. Mary Anne licked her lips and stared up at him, dreamily. “Mmm.”
“Hi,” Danny said, softly, giving her a smile that made her melt.
“Hi.” She kissed him once more. "Can we go back to your place?"
He gently rubbed her arms, his hands skimming over her goosebumps making her shiver even more. "I'm not in the habit of taking advantage of drunk young women."
"I've only had one and a half drinks." She kissed along his jaw to his throat. "Pleeease, Danny..."
"Ok, if you're sure."
“I am.” Her face lit up and she pulled him to his feet, trying her best not to bounce in excitement.
"Ok, uh, are you going to tell your friends first?" he asked, glancing over at them.
Mary Anne shook her head. "No. Let's just go."
“Alright then,” Danny said and escorted her out.
Chad wasn’t feeling good about this. Well, in a way he was. A beautiful young woman wanted to sleep with him and she was a hell of a kisser and was so damn sweet. But Mary Anne was different from the few women under a hundred he’d taken to his cabin before. This didn’t feel like she was just using him for sex. This felt like something more.
And she didn’t know his real name.
He unlocked his front door and held it open for her. "Here we are. It's not as nice as your room. Sorry about that."
“It’s okay.” She kissed his cheek. "Where's the bedroom?"
"In here." He led her inside and turned on a lamp. Looking around, he was glad he’d done his laundry earlier in the week so the place wasn’t covered in clothes like it usually was.
Mary Anne went to the bed and flopped onto it with a giggle. “Comfy.”
"Mmm hmm." He lay down beside her and folded his hands over his chest, wondering what in the hell he thought he was doing.
"What's the matter?" She turned on her side to look at him.
He glanced at her. "Nothing, why?"
She looked at him uncertainly. "Do you not want to do this with me?"
"You just-- you don't seem like the type to do this with me, " Chad said, honestly.
Mary Anne shrugged a little, looking into his eyes. "I don't really know who I am yet. All I know is that I was in a relationship for eight years where the guy controlled me and hurt me and now I'm free. And I've found someone sweet and kind that I like to be with and... I want to see what sex is like with someone who isn't trying to make me who they want me to be."
Moved, he gently stroked her side. "I'm not as nice as you think."
"You're nice to me. That's all that matters right now." Her eyes fluttered shut and she slid closer, kissing him softly all over his face and damn did it feel good.
“Mary Anne.” He pushed her back just a little.
"Yeah?"
"What if I'd already lied to you? You wouldn't think I was so nice then."
"Have you lied to me, Danny? When?” She gave him a half smile. "Did you not really fix the hot water?"
He smiled and kissed her softly, thinking she was never going to want to kiss him again. "It's not about the hot water. It's complicated."
"Are you sure you want to tell me?" She cupped his face, nuzzling him.
“…No.”
“Then don’t. Just… be with me.”
“I-” But he sighed, and rolled her under him. “Okay.”
With a happy sigh, Mary Anne twined her arms around him and kissed him tenderly as he got her dress unzipped and pulled it down, revealing her soft little breasts. He lay his head down between them and she stroked his hair gently before tapping his shoulder.
“Take your shirt off,” she whispered.
He left a kiss in the valley between her breasts before lifting up onto his knees to unbutton his shirt and toss it aside. While he was at it, he undid his belt and unzipped his khakis. Stretching out over her, he let her push his pants and boxers down around his knees, smiling at the sweet look of concentration on her face as she did it.
Pressing butterfly-soft kisses to his chest, she whispered, “Danny, do you have any protection?”
He swallowed. “Yeah. Are you still sure you wanna do this?”
“Mmm hm. Want you.” She squirmed around getting her panties off and Chad shakily reached out to the beside table, opening the drawer to pull out a condom. He didn’t have very many in there; maybe tomorrow he’d stock up on some more. Provided she still wanted to do this with him tomorrow.
Chad arranged himself at her enterance and swallowed, thickly. “R-ready?”
Her smile was sublime. “Yes.”
Carefully, he slid inside her and went still at the look of pain on her face. “Sweetheart? Are you okay?”
“Uh huh,” she squeaked, arms sliding up around his neck. “You’re just… um. I’m not used to someone as…”
“I’m hurting you.”
“A little.”
“Want me to…?” He started to pull out.
“No!” She clutched at his back. “It’s going to take me a minute to get used to you. Are you in all the way?”
He looked down ruefully. “No, I’m sorry.”
Her eyes widened. “W-well, keep going then.”
Chad sank in the rest of the way and shivered a little. She was so warm and welcoming, he wanted to start moving right now but there was no way he was going to do that and cause her pain. So he waited until her tight hold on him lessened and she shifted her hips around to get situated.
“Go, baby,” she breathed onto his lips.
Gently, he started a slow pace that she followed easily enough as he dropped kisses along her face. Her fingers tunneled through his hair as she made little kitten-like sounds at the back of her throat, almost like purring.
“Faster,” she purred and Chad sped up his thrusts, happy to accommodate her. It had never felt so good for him before and he buried his face in her neck, pumping away as she started to call his name and clutch at him.
The little desperate sounds she was making went right to his heart and he reached down to lightly rub her clit.
“Danny,” she choked. “Please!”
“I know,” he said soothingly and pressed harder. She flew apart in his arms, sobbing his name. It took her a while to come down from her high and she fluttered her eyes open when she realized he was still hard inside her.
“Oh, baby,” she said softly. “You still need to come.”
“Uh huh,” he grunted.
She smiled at him gently. “Better do something about that.” She tilted her hips for him and encouraged him to thrust as fast and hard as he wanted, cradling him close and whispering encouragement in his ear.
Soon he came groaning her name and collapsed weakly beside her. Exhausted, he slid the condom off and went off to the bathroom to get rid of it. By the time he came back, Mary Anne had curled up in a ball and fallen asleep.
Smiling, Chad switched off the lamp and slipped under the covers, spooning her from behind. His conscience tried to jab at him one more time but he pushed it away, focusing only on the woman in his arms.
< Day One : Day Three >
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Date: 2007-03-26 09:48 pm (UTC)O_O
...coherency will return later, I'm sure. *fans*
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Date: 2007-03-26 09:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-26 09:58 pm (UTC)I loved the scene where the shower was busted and Mary Anne's all "Didn't some movies start this way?" - funny!!!
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Date: 2007-03-27 01:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-26 10:20 pm (UTC)oh and i think you missed the d in done when chad was thinking about his laundry.....
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Date: 2007-03-27 01:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-27 01:00 am (UTC)I wonder how she's going to react when she finds out his past.
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Date: 2007-03-27 01:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-27 01:37 am (UTC)Cuz I do!
*squee*
They're too cute!
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Date: 2007-03-27 01:47 am (UTC)They are SO cute! *buys them chocolate bunnies*
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Date: 2007-03-27 02:58 am (UTC)Great stuff you guys! I love that they use the same nicknames from Your Boyfriend Snorts Cocaine. Nice touch :)
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Date: 2007-03-27 03:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-27 05:58 am (UTC)I'm just jealous.
*sigh*
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Date: 2007-03-28 02:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-27 08:53 am (UTC)They really are meant to be together, aren't they? *blissful sigh*
Does alcohol really loosen one's inhibitions like that? *muses* I might have to try it then...
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Date: 2007-03-28 02:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-27 10:46 am (UTC)Hurrah!
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