Blood on my hands

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“I think you already are helping me.” He smiled back at her, taking a sip from his bottled beer. “I get that, I wouldn’t even survive a night bartending.” Mainly because he could have a short temper, it wasn’t quite useful in that business. The ones he cared about, he had the patience of an angel for, others.. not so much. “As you wish.” He grinned, opening the fridge once more to get her a bottle of water, unscrewing the cap before handing it to her. Little did he stand like an idiot for a moment watching her as if asking if it really was alright to do, before he started to pull out some stuff and decided to start cutting the unions and tomatoes. “You always let people roam around like this?” He wondered, though a teasing smile played his lips, one that matched the gleam in his eyes.

His green hues stared back into hers as she bit down on his lips, a somewhat smug smile creeping upon his lips. As she pulled down his boxers and her eyes widened, he couldn’t help but smile and yet run his fingers somewhat comforting through her blonde locks. A low groan left his lips upon the friction, her wetness slicking him and only made him harder under the touch. His hands gripped her hips whilst he kissed her back. She had a gift of making him want her even more with every move.

Eyes roamed over her body, almost holding his breath as she reached behind her to unclasp her bra, only to reveal a beautiful sight to him. A low groan leaving his lips as he let his hands cup her breasts, if only briefly. Only when she started to rock against him, he slid his hands down to her buttocks, gripping them tightly whilst answering her deepened kiss. It didn’t take long however until he lost patience and already started to pull her panties down her legs. Whether it was in the eyes of others wrong or right, he wouldn’t want this moment any differently.

“I’m working on it.” He shrugged his shoulders, perhaps he was nice to her but he was very well aware he wasn’t always like this and hadn’t been like this. Card he eventually had to play open. Yet it was a bandaid he wasn’t yet really to rip off. A laughter left his lips as his eyes scanned the other drinks. “I get that, beer smell non stop in your nose, mixed with other things.” His gaze lingered upon her. “Anything else I can offer you?” He teased her, winking at her once.

He studied her eyes, dark with desire before he inserted one finger, only quickly before he got rid of his panties. His sweatpants quickly following along with his boxers. Her words had been enough to drive him insane and to a point he had no patience left. All he wanted was her, feel her around him, have her as close as he could. It didn’t take long before he had pushed himself inside of her, for a moment he smirked, almost looking relieved down at her whilst his hands ran through her hair. It felt so familiar and yet all so brand new to him. Like his body knew what he needed to do to please her but his mind was nothing but blank. His lips darted back to hers as he started to move, a pleasured frown wrinkled in his forehead. His mouth dropped open as he tried to keep it down, though it seemed close to impossible, nibbling her lip in a try to muffle a groan.

His eyes watched her, where his gaze usually would be like he watched a prey, he couldn’t fathom anything but adoration whilst looking up at her Quickly he kicked off his jeans as they were pulled down halfway down his legs. Leaving both of them in just their underwear. A heavy breath fell from his lips as she nipped his lower lip, his eyes studying hers as a small smile formed his lips. Once more letting his hands roam over her body. Resting them eventually on her thighs he twirled them around, his eyes wandering up towards her with a teasing smile. Now she didn’t quite seem the person to take the top position and tonight was all about doing the unusual wasn’t it?

“It can be. I guess my heart has been frozen too long.” He joked, though he knew it was partly true. A long history with barely any humanity in him had drained him in some way of sympathy. A grin crossed his lips on her words, shrugging his shoulders indifferently. “Can’t help.” He mumbled as he leaned back against the counter whilst watching her. His eyes looking curiously around for a moment. For a moment he hesitated before he accepted the offer and decided on a beer, grinning towards her. “Want one too or more of a wine person?”

That thin layer just between them drove him insane. She gained a low groan the moment she kissed along his throat. His eyes closing at the sensation it gave him. Still debating on whether this was wrong or not, yet it faded as he pressed his lips against hers in a passionated kiss. He couldn’t help, nor wanted to. He pushed her skirt down, his lips breaking from hers to leave a trail of kisses down her stomach as he pushed her skirt further down, kicking them off with his feet to make them let drop on the floor.

“Feels like.” He admitted, chuckling as she nudged her nose to his. It was then when he knew she had pulled him completely down with her. Everything felt so natural, like they had done this so many more times, like they had been in each others company for years. “That’s more than okay.” He whispered, pressing kisses on both of her cheeks before he stood up with her in his arms. Deciding if they were going to let it go this far, he wasn’t going to make it happen on the couch. A sigh left his lips as he opened the door to the bedroom, thankful he at least had it all neat. Gently he placed her down on the bed, only to kiss her lips again and crawl on top of her.

“You are too much of a kind heart.” He chuckled, yet he meant it. His heart seemed to be much colder than hers and yet he loved every bit of her. “I will hunt them down otherwise.” He almost grumped and yet melted by her kiss on the cheek. The moment she mentioned the burgers, his stomach grumbled. “I guess that’s a definite yes.”

His eyes studied hers with a small smile, making his frown disappear. “Yeah.” He whispered as he rested his forehead against hers, curling his arms around her whilst he pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. “I just, feel different and I have no clue what you’re doing to me.” He admitted in a whisper, though a slight smile ghosted his lips. Knowing she had been honest all along with him, it was only fair for him to do the exact same. “It feels good, but confusing.”

A grin curved his lips as he traced her newly exposed skin. Where he was rough, she was soft. It only made him gravitate more towards her. His eyes stared at her, darker then they stood before. “It is.” He chuckled as he traced the lace of her bra, leaning in to press kisses down her throat. It wasn’t quite like him to even take it slow and take everything about the other in. Maybe because everyone only saw him for a good night, best two but nothing more. So he always left in the morning before they woke, yet this time, it wasn’t like that. He wanted to be around her, to wake up with her. A small frown settled his features, wondering what she was doing to him.