#confidencecillian

Nodding to myself, my eye caught the red light from the camcorder blinking at me as I counted to three in my head while crossing my feet in front of me before starting the 16 bars needed for the slip jig with my hard shoe.

I was so lost in perfecting my footing, I hadn’t noticed Cillian slipping into the studio until I was finished. His loud clap for my performance, scaring me.

“Thank you. How’d you find me here?” I asked through deep breaths, bending over to grab my bottle of water. 

“Your dad told me.” He shrugged, tossing his jacket and bag next to mine. “Told him you were my partner in that Fineman case and needed to exchange notes.” He continued to speak while throwing himself against the long mirror which covered the entire side of one wall.

“We aren’t partners in that.” I pointed out, walking over to the camcorder and hitting the stop button. 

The assignment was only given today, one half of the class appointed to the defence, the other half prosecution. Cillian and I found ourselves on opposing sides with no chance of a partnership.

“No I know.” He nodded, dull blue eyes looking up at me. He was exhausted. The blackness that grew under his eyes was like he had been punched resulting in two black eyes. 

His band had been touring like crazy at the weekends, Casey wanted them to get noticed, potentially sign a record deal, move up in the world no matter the cost. 

Walking over to him, my head tilted to the side, offering him a soft smile, knowing the only reason he was here was to talk about something that was bothering him. 

Despite what had happened three months ago, Cillian and I became close. There was something about him I couldn’t let go of. Maybe it was his smile, or his cocky attitude. It could even be his eyes or the Irish charm, he carried so well. I felt like I had made a good friend in him.

But there was a part of me that wanted more, much more. However Cillian was too much of a free spirit. He wanted to live life irresponsibly while he could, his motto of we are young - destined to make mistakes we will one day learn from, played a constant reminder in my head and as much as I wanted to follow his advice, I could never find myself doing so. I was too much of a stickler. 

“What’s going on Cill? Why are you really here?” I asked, standing above him. It was his first weekend off gigging with his band in months and he wastes it here with me instead of going to find trouble.

“I just can’t seem to stay away from you.” He smirked with his eyes, lips pushing out to form a pout. “You’re addicting.”

“Cute, but I am busy so what is it?” I said curtly, disregarding his obvious flirting, which had become a habit of ours recently to fold my arms over my chest. 

“I don’t think I want to do the whole law school thing anymore Brie.” He sighed, head dropping to his chest, fingers messing with the ends of his shoelaces. “I hate it, I only attend classes because I get to see you everyday.”

“That’s a silly reason to attend class Cill.” I laughed nervously, unsure why he would say that. Bending down, I dropped my bum next to him, resting my back against the mirrored wall, placing a kind hand on his thigh.

“Maybe, but it is completely true.” He sent a genuine smile in my direction, the small gesture evoking all kinds of tingly feelings within me. “I don’t know what to do, I’ll be letting my parents down if I drop out.”

“So dropping out is definitely something you want to do?” I asked carefully not wanting to overstep.  

“I think I do, yeah.”  

“To be honest Cill, you are so invested in your music, I was surprised to see you here on that first day. I thought it was some kind of joke.”

“You were rather hostile to me on that first day.” Cillian joked licking along his bottom lip with his tongue. “It still hurts to think about.” He clutched playfully at his chest, exactly like he did the first time we met. 

“You know what yeah, maybe drop out of law school and go into acting Cill. This is Oscar worthy material right here.” I joked back at him only his face turned more serious. Pulling away from him, I started to backtrack over my words. “Cillian I –“

“You told me that before, the night we met. Do you remember?” He asked interrupting me. His eyes twinkling with an excitement I had only seen once before - when we stubbled through my bedroom door all those months previous. 

“I do yeah.”

“What if I tried my hand at acting?” He continued the smile growing wider along his face. I felt a smile of my own pulling at my lips, an automatic reaction with a smile like his.  

“What about the band?”

“I will still have it for now at least but listen Brie, last night I went to see this play and I…”

“Yourself?”

“Nah with Emer” He dismissed with a shake of his head. A pang of jealously stabbed my heart as I thought about the perky blond who sat in front of us in Introduction to Law.

Ever since that first day I could tell she had her eyes on Cillian, tossing her golden locks over her shoulder with a cute giggle or pretending to drop a pen in front of him so she could show off her ass. Of course he ate that up.

“I’m thinking about trying out for the school play. What do you think?”

“Why not ask Emer?” I spoke without thinking, the bitterness inside me spilling out onto the words.

It was hard to miss the sly smirk and squint of his eyes as he looked at me. I closed my eyes waiting for the teasing to begin when he surprised me, ignoring the blatant jealously I had displayed. 

“Because am asking you Brie. Do you think I have a shot?” He asked turning his body fully to face me - a hopeful look in his eyes . Reaching across he placed a gentle hand on my thigh, unknowingly accelerating my heartbeat.

“Honestly Cillian, you can do anything you set your mind to.” I nodded, placing a supportive hand over his. “I think you would be amazing, you have more than just a shot at this.” 

“Yeah?” He let out a breathy laugh. His eyes flickering back and forth from each of mine. His head slowly easing closer to me before his eyes flickered down to my lips, causing my breathing hitching in my throat.  

“Absolutely.” I whispered, feeling the pull between us.

Cillian’s hand came up to rest on the side of my face, holding me in place as his lips caressed softly against my own. Moaning quietly at the feeling, I scooted my bum closer to him as the kiss became more needy.

With a grab of my hip, he helped to move me so that I was straddling him. His hands held either side of my hips, rocking them slowly against his. The movement letting me feel the beginning of his length hardening. Whimpering quietly into his mouth I pulled away slightly. 

“We can’t do this.” I breathed, resting my forehead against his.

“Why not?” He asked, a confused expression taking over his face. His hips bucking up into mine, creating a delicious tension. “You want me, I want you what’s the problem? It’s just sex?”

“Just sex.” I repeated, knowing in my heart that it was much more than that for me.

Reattaching my lips to his, simply needing to taste him, I held his head in my between my hands. He allowed my tongue to take control, licking and curling around his - a deep groan passing his lips as I nibbled along his bottom lip.

“Bathroom?” Cillian asked, taking my bottom lip between his teeth as I pulled away completely. 

Gazing down at him with hooded eyes, my heart was screaming no. But I wanted him, I needed him. Biting my lip I glanced back at the clock above door to the studio, just after 8pm. I had to be out of here by 9pm - there was plenty of time.

“Come on, let me make you feel good.” He whispered in my ear, taking the lobe between his teeth. “You want me, I can feel it.” He breathed, placing hot, wet kisses along the column of my neck, grounding my hips down into his, causing me to lose all sense of rational. 

“I do, want you. I want you so bad Cill.” I moaned, grinding against his cock, my eyes rolling towards the back of my head. “Fuck I hate you right now”

“Hate fucks even better.” Cillian chuckled against the column of my neck. Running his lips alongside it, placing precise wet kisses - my head rolled to the side allowing him access.

“Come on” I groaned unable to deny how I was feeling. There was no mistaking it, I wanted him. I just hoped I wouldn’t regret it.  

******

“Someone’s eager?” Cillian chuckled as I pulled the t-shirt over his head. His body slumped against the tiled wall of the shower area in the studio, bottom lip between his teeth as he watched me undress in front of him.   

“Shut up, no talking. It’s just sex.” I reminded him, bending over, removing the leggings from my legs along with my underwear, leaving me completely bare in front of him. “Come on then.” I motioned to his trousers with my head.

Within minutes he had stripped down in front of me, his impressive cock standing to attention against his lower abdomen, a bead of precum seeping from the tip.

“On your knees Brie.” His voice had darkened with lust, his pupils blown black as he stared at me. 

Withholding a whimper, I dropped to the floor, taking the base of his cock in my hand with a grin causing him to hiss under the pressure. Licking a long wet strip along the underside, one of his hands gripped the back of my head – pulling at the roots.

“Suck it, don’t play with it.” He demanded, hooded eyes glaring down at me, the innocent blues were no more. “Now” He thrusted into my face, the tip of his cock slapping against the side of me cheek.

Unable to deny him, I wrapped my lips around his head slowly inching my way down as much as I could towards his base before pulling back.

“You can take it further, you did before.” He breathed, taking a hold of his length, tapping it against my lips. 

Opening my mouth wider, I allowed him to guide himself inside, pushing further and further down my throat until I tried to pull away, closing my eyes with a gag. “Keep your eyes on me, breathe through your nose.”

Looking up at the man above me, I did exactly what he said. Inhaling deeply through my nose as he continued to push further and further, my fingernails pierced into his thighs as I tried to control my gag reflex.

“Fuck that’s it, that’s it.” He groaned, breaking eye contact to threw his head back against the tiled wall. “Shit Brie…”

Pulling back from him, I felt a rush of air enter my lungs as I breathed through my mouth, placing small kitten licks to his tip. My left hand dropped between my legs, rubbing small circles into my clit to relieve some of the growing tension.

“Ah Ah.” Cillian shook his head. His hand wrapped around my chin pulling me to me to my feet before him. “That’s my job.” He explained his other hand cupping around my mound. 

My eyes widened in surprise, his middle two fingers immediately went to work, running along the length of my lower lips before sinking inside my seeping wet hole with no warning. A silent gasp lift my lips as he pumped into me.

Resting my hands on his shoulders, I stood on my tip toes, pushing myself closer to him as that familiar feeling began to build in my stomach.  

“Cill, I…” I whimpered, sparing a glance towards him. His lust filled eyes staring right through me, a cocky glint flashing in his eyes at my words.

“Eyes on me” He instructed, taking me closer and closer to the edge. Ignoring his words my eyes began to flutter shut and he stopped all movements. “What did I say?” 

“I’m sorry, I’ll keep them open and on you.” I apologised, pleading with him to continue. 

“Good girl” Cillian smirked, knowing he had me fully under his control. Pumping his fingers once more, I quickly returned to that beautiful feeling of bliss.

It built and built until I could withstand no more. A white blinding light exploded behind my vision, my lips were chanting his name as he pumped me through my release. 

Something switched in Cillian’s eyes as he watched me come undone but what it was, I was unsure.

His movements slowed, allowing me to breathe before picking back up, even more furious than before.

“Cill, Cillian what the fuck are you doing?” I squeaked, feeling another release building in my stomach but only this time I hadn’t caught it. It just exploded, the screams I had for him stuck in my throat as I leaned on him for support, his fingers pounded into me relentlessly and I felt myself losing all sense of control.

My eyes widened as I felt something I never experienced before, my head fell onto Cillian’s shoulder, biting lightly at his upper chest – a wetness coating my thighs. Once his movements stopped, I pulled away to look at the mess I had made, my face turning the deepest shade of crimson at the realisation. I had squirted.

I barely had time to dwell on my embarrassment when Cillian appeared in front of me, condom in hand and that cocky smirk painted back on his face.

“That was fucking hot, I want you to that again but only on my cock” He growled, pulling my hips towards him roughly, sandwiching our groins together.

“Fuck me then and I will.” I returned with a smirk of my own, taking the condom from his hand, ripping it open with my teeth.

“You gonna put that on me?” He asked, an unsure look on his face, eyebrow raised as he watched my fingers pull on the latex.

“Yeah? That okay?” I asked, taking his length into my hand, stroking it gently pulling a soft hiss from his lips.

“Yeah its just no girl’s ever bothered before, left it up to me is all…” His voice was low, almost like a whisper, eyes dropping down watching my movements.

“Would you feel more comfortable doing it yourself?” I asked, holding the latex in front of him. With a shake of his head, I brought it down to his cock, placing it on the tip and rolling it over, finishing with a satisfied sigh.

“Fucking hell” Cillian groaned, throwing his head back once the condom was secure and I rubbed the length of it once more before leaning back against the sinks, hopping up on the edge of the counter, legs wide. “Jesus Brie you’re killing me”

“Stop talking and satisfied me Cill.”

Without another word, he came forward giving himself a few pumps before lining himself up to my entrance, pushing inside. The magic feeling that was the stretch of him, filling me up had my eyes rolling in the back of my head.

“Jesus you feel fucking perfect, like you were made for me.” Cillian groaned bottoming out, groins pressed together tightly.

Reaching forward, I pushed my forehead against his as we stood there connected for a few moments before he started to move.

Something was different about this time. Before he was fast, rough, sloppy in his movements but it worked for him as it felt amazing but this time he was slow, hard, sensual. My mind was spinning, it felt so good.

Leaning down, he pressed his lips against mine, curling his tongue around mine, claiming my mouth as his own as he grounded into my hips after each thrust.

“Cill, I… I think I’m gonna…” I stuttered out, not quite believing it myself that I had reached my high so fast. Gripping onto his shoulders, my lips fell open as the fireworks exploded behind my eyes – I was in heaven.

Pulling back to look into his eyes, I half expected to see the smug look on his face, the cocky grin to be present but it wasn’t. He looked so lost in his own pleasure - chasing his own high, he looked like an angel.

*****

“You didn’t squirt like I told you to.” Cillian chuckled, pulling his jeans back up around his hips, doing up the button, a cheeky grin growing on his face,

“No but I had two of the best orgasms of my life.” I blushed, unsure why I admitted such a thing to him.

“Is that right?” His asked wrapping his arms around my waist, his face nuzzling into my neck. “Gonna have to have another round to achieve the squirt.” He laughed, grinding his jeans covered hips into my bare backside.

“What makes you so certain there will be a next time?” I asked with a smirk of my own, pulling his arms from around my waist. Placing my hand on his shoulder, I pushed him away slightly, keeping him at arm’s length.

“You can’t stay away from me” Cillian smirked, bending down grabbing his t shirt - throwing it over is head.  

“You sought me out Cill.” I shot back, instantly shutting the man in front of me up. He eyes watched me as I fought with the leggings, pulling them over my legs, snapping them against my stomach, .

“Hmm, true.” He mused, a slight nod of his head. “Maybe I’m the one that can’t stay away.” 

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