Fic: It's Always Open Season On Princesses Part 30b
Title: It's Always Open Season On Princesses Part 30b
Spoilers: Through Season 2
Word Count: 8678 (for both parts)
Rating: Still M!
Disclaimer: Stop asking me!
AN: Here we go with more sexification!
She wrapped her arms around him blissfully and tucked her body against his. He dropped an arm across her shoulder and paused briefly before fully pulling her closer still. There was an exhalation of air that came from him and when Annie glanced up at him, it seemed to not be from exhaustion but from contentedness. He smiled at her and then raised an eyebrow and jerked his head toward the bedroom she’d exited from only ten minutes prior. With a firm nod, Annie summoned all of her strength and pressed a palm against his thigh as leverage to push herself off of the couch to stand. She reached behind herself to pull him up, but he wouldn't budge.
“Jeff,” she said in a tone she hoped sounded at least slightly admonishing. He tugged her back down on top of her.
His lips sought out her neck suddenly and she inhaled as his face was buried in her mass of wet tangled hair. “We could wait a little while longer.”
Rolling her eyes to herself, Annie resituated herself so she was astride him. “Fine,” she agreed lightly as he reached for the two buttons of the dress shirt that were still closed, keeping her blocked from his sight. “We can have sex here on the couch.” She tilted her head to the side as she paused. “Where Chang sleeps.”
He was pushing her to her feet and standing behind her before the sentence was fully out of Annie’s mouth. A large hand pressed against the small of her back and propelled her toward his bedroom with an urgency she hadn’t expected. “Thanks for that,” he muttered sarcastically from behind her. “He doesn’t wear pajama bottoms half the time.”
“Ew,” Annie whined. “Jeff, I had my naked…butt on that couch!”
“I remember,” he shot back dryly.
She reached the doorframe of his room and skidded to a stop, Jeff running into her a moment later. The force pushed them further into the dark room before they both paused in silence. She was in Jeff’s bedroom. Well, she’d been in the room earlier. And it had been her goal to re-enter, preferably with the resident of said room in tow. But now they were actually together, two feet from his massive bed….mostly naked. “Um…” Annie hummed, unsure of how to proceed. Should she just take the shirt off and climb onto the bed? That seemed kind of forward, didn’t it?
“Annie,” Jeff muttered in an exasperated tone. “I just ate you out in my living room.”
“Jeff!” Annie squealed, her mouth dropping open.
“I did,” he argued with a wave of his arm back in the direction from which they’d just come.
She could feel her cheeks heating up. Despite the baldness of that statement, it was true. Jeff had just…
“I know,” she hissed quietly, not capable of meeting his eye line at the moment. He closed the gap between them and tipped her chin upward with his index finger before he was kissing her deeply, wrapping his strong arms around her. Her knees buckled slightly and she faltered in his embrace. He tightened his grip and then Annie was stumbling backwards toward the large mattress, Jeff propelling her onward not with urgency, but with finality.
It was happening.
Now.
The backs of her knees came in contact with the mattress and she climbed backwards onto it as gracefully as she could manage, given the circumstances. He followed easily and she found him on top of her within moments. The blue sheets she’d pulled back when she’d climbed out of the bed earlier lay twisted under their bodies. Something finally clicked into place in Annie’s brain at the realization that her plan had been completely successful and she leaned up far enough to capture his lips with her own, kissing him as aggressively as she could from her current position. Jeff responded immediately, opening his mouth to her. The taste of what she knew was herself invaded Annie’s mouth, but she wasn’t as turned off by it as she had feared she might be. She took a moment to give herself a mental pat on the back for not pushing him away and asking him to brush and gargle and floss before returning to the bed.
Annie lifted one of her legs from its position to hook over Jeff’s thigh and then, with one good push, she rolled them with his help. The heavily-lidded eyes that stared up at her made that warm wriggling sensation in her stomach triple and she smiled down at him in what she hoped was a seductive way. How had it slipped her mind to spend several minutes practicing her seductive glances in the mirror earlier? What kind of seductress was she? Annie shifted and brushed against Jeff’s still-intact erection. Or intact again maybe? She wasn’t sure. Lost in her own thoughts, she didn’t realize he had managed to finish his earlier task of completely undressing her until the shirt was being pushed off her shoulders by his warming searching fingers. She grinned down at him again and them he was pulling her down to him completely, kissing her deeply again.
Maybe she didn’t need the practice after all.
As their mouths battled, Annie felt Jeff’s hand trail down her naked back and past her hip to land on the back of her thigh and she felt as well as heard him respond. With a dexterity the belied her total lack of sleep in the past two or possibly three days, Annie trailed her fingertips down his torso to the waistband of his boxer briefs. She hadn’t wanted to say anything, but had felt extremely relieved when she’d entered the living room and found him in underwear that were in no way striped for once.
His hands covered hers and she stilled before glancing up at him. “These come off and that’s it, kid.”
She licked her lips. “I know, Jeff. And I’m not a kid.”
“I’m getting that, yeah.”
Without another word, Annie worked her way backwards down his legs, tugging his underwear carefully down as she went. His erection sprang up between them and she heard herself audibly gulp. Jeff rose up onto one extended arm and she could feel him watching her as she watched…well, him. “Um…” she stuttered and Jeff let out part of a chuckle that made his stomach muscles dance in the lamplight. “Wow.”
“I’ve never had complaints,” he replied and Annie wrinkled her nose.
“Ew, Jeff.” She quirked her mouth up on one side as she continued to stare at it.
“You…you have seen one right?” he asked hesitantly after a moment. “I mean you and Vaughn….” He trailed off without completing the sentence. “Right?”
She nodded. “Yeah,” she confirmed. “I’ve seen, but you’re a lot…” She grimaced.
“Thank you,” he cracked.
“Stop teasing,” she scolded with a frown and he collapsed back onto the mattress.
“I’m not teasing,” Jeff argued. “I’m trying to ease all the tension you’re trying to create here.”
Annie sighed. “I’m not trying to create tension, Jeff.” She crossed her arms over her naked breasts, trying to look perturbed. “This is kind of a big deal if you haven’t noticed.”
“I know,” he sighed. Making a noise that gave away their age difference, Jeff sat up fully to look at her. “I…” His eyes narrowed. “Do you not want to?” he asked finally.
“No, I do.” She frowned. “I’m a grown up and I want to have sex with you.”
Jeff smirked. “Annie, you don’t….” He crossed his long legs awkwardly in front of him. “You don’t have to have sex with me to prove you’re an adult.”
“You called me ‘kid’,” she shot back defensively. Jeff inhaled and watched her in silence. Shaking all other related thoughts from her head, Annie resolved herself to the task in front of her. This was not the time to get into an argument about their relative age difference. Moving quickly, she tackled his naked body with her own and propelled him back fully onto the mattress. She wasted no time, climbing back on top of him without a moment’s notice. It was a big deal and he knew that. It was why it had taken her so long to get him to a headspace where he thought he could do this at all. And now she was naked in his bed with him hard and breathless under her and she was going to lecture him about the importance of the moment?
Not even a little bit.
Annie laid herself out of top of him, letting her legs fall to either side of him before grinding her hips against his. Jeff groaned and then pulled her even closer to kiss her. Considering their level of undress and their current position, the kiss was rather languid. Unhurriedly, Jeff continued to kiss her lips, swipe his tongue against hers. His fingers drew directionless patterns up and down her sides before slipping across her back to meet in the middle.
Annie curled her spine, arching into his touch for a moment before moving her mouth to his stubble-covered jaw line and trailing her lips up to his ear. “Jeff,” she breathed out in a tone that sounded stilted and harsh to her own ears. “I want…now.”
She pulled her face away from him to meet his eye and he arched one eyebrow. “About time,” he muttered. In the next instant, he was easily sweeping her underneath him, pinning her to the mattress. She landed with a gasp, bouncing slightly from the force of the movement. Annie bit her lip and watched with wide eyes and Jeff leaned over to open the drawer of his nightstand. When she realized what he was doing, her stomach filled with something warm and tingly again.
She really should be used to that sensation by now, shouldn’t she?
It was with a heightened sense of curiosity that Annie watched Jeff carefully roll on the condom and then crawl back over to her. Furrowing her brow in concentration, she reached one hand toward him and let the tip of her index finger make contact with him. Jeff cleared his throat and neatly pulled her hand away. With that, she turned a pouting face up to him. “I want to touch it.”
Jeff rolled his eyes. “Annie, we are so far past that point that I can’t even tell you how long ago we passed it.” He shook his head. “Your window of opportunity to try your hand at foreplay is closed now. You can try again later. But right now, we’re doing this.”
Annie rolled her eyes at his ridiculous pun before sighing. “I just wanted to….” She drifted off, licking her lips in her quest to find the right phrase for exactly what she wanted to do. What she wanted was to explore. She wanted to be able to take her time touching him and cataloguing his reactions to each caress she gave him. She wanted to-
He positioned himself between her legs and Annie’s brain shorted out.
“Annie?” Jeff said in a thick tone that caused all the air to leave her lungs when their eyes met. She nodded. “Oh, sure. Now you’re quiet.”
When she was able to hold onto a breath, she opened her mouth slowly, enjoying the expression of near hysteria that was growing on Jeff’s face. “Yes, Jeff.” He pressed against her teasingly, sliding up and down before dropping down fully on top of her. "Jeff," Annie repeated breathlessly, placing her hands on his broad shoulders. "Now."
He buried himself inside of her fully in one long stroke and then exhaled. She watched as he closed his eyes for a moment, deep in his own thoughts before he looked at her again. "You good?" he asked gruffly and ANnie nodded before tilting her pelvis up toward him.
"Very much," she answered, nodding too aggressively.
He exhaled into a grin before quirking an eyebrow at her. "Yeah?" he asked as he began to slide out. A moment later, he pushed forward again and Annie's back arched almost against her will.
"Yes," she groaned out and then they were both moving, bringing their bodies together in a forceful yet unhurried rhythm. She could feel everything inside of her, every muscle, every half-remembered emotion about this particular action flooding to the surface of her consciousness. Her lower lip was sucked into her mouth and bit down on painfully as her stomach tensed. Her hands came up to dig into Jeff's hard shoulders, needing to feel his warm flesh under her fingers lest she think this was all a realistic dream. She flexed against him and he stiffened above her.
"Jesus Annie," he ground out through his teeth and she swallowed down the urge to do it again when he redoubled his effort against her. Annie lifted her legs to wrap around his torso, desperate to get closer to the hard planes of his body. Jeff groaned low in his throat and Annie heard herself respond, the unmistakable sound of a woman thoroughly enjoying herself. The noise almost startled her out of what she was doing. It sounded so unlike her. She sounded mature and womanly and...
"Mmmm," Jeff hummed in a guttural tone and then he was lifting himself off of her slightly. His angle changed and she felt her hips fly off the mattress, almost of their own doing.
Annie turned her head to lay it flat against his expensive pillowcase and breathed out his name desperately. She was rewarded by the sound of her name tumbling from his mouth as he continued to work above her, against her, into her. The telltale signs of her impending orgasm started in her belly and Annie's eyes met his a moment later. Their gazes locked, they raced each other toward completion. The sweat that was forming on their bodies added to the scent that was taking over the room as a result of their coupling. She bit her lip to keep from crying out from exertion and let one of her hands trail down her naked torso to where they were joined together and brought one finger out cautiously to brush against the sensitive area he wasn't touching.
The tightening was immediate, causing her to clamp down on him as she fell over the edge. Annie threw her head back violently and squeezed her eyes shut as she continued to spasm around him. "Shit," Jeff growled and then he too was jerking and gasping and letting go. He dropped down onto her for a moment and she reveled in the feeling of his sweat-ridden body sliding against hers again. Jeff rested there for an awkward moment before climbing off of her and excusing himself to the bathroom. Annie lay there, catching her breath and staring unseeingly up at his stippled ceiling.
They had really just done that.
If she hadn't been so exhausted, she would squeal and roll over and wiggle in happiness. She was hot and throbbing and perfectly content to just lay there however. When Jeff returned to the room, he flipped the lamp off and slid into bed next to her. Annie rolled toward him onto her side and slid one of her legs in between his. His palm landed on her thigh almost immediately and together they exhaled into the silence.
"That about what you had in mind?" Jeff asked conversationally and she chuckled in a voice that sounded hoarse to her own ears.
"Yeah," she panted out and this time it was him that chuckled. Her eyes fluttered closed for a split second before Annie forced them open again. The idea of sleep was tempting, but as long as Jeff was awake, she was going to be too. There was still too much that they hadn't discussed and the promise of actually having a real conversation with him was too good to pass up. "What were you and Britta arguing about?" she asked, for some reason deciding that was the question to dive in on.
"What?" he asked, completely blind-sighted by the inquiry. "When?"
"At the hospital." Annie sighed. "You and Britta were fighting about something."
Jeff exhaled slowly. "Oh." He cleared his throat. "We were fighting about you."
"About me?" she clarified in a tiny voice. Was Britta jealous? Is that what was happening?
"Well, you and Troy."
"What about us?" Annie persisted, wiggling slightly closer to him.
Jeff sighed. "She accused me of leading you on when I had no intention of doing anything about it. She thought I would end up hurting you and breaking up the study group because I was selfish enough to want to sleep with you and not commit."
"I see."
"And so then I yelled at her about what she and Troy are doing, because she is totally doing the same thing." Annie frowned. "And then she said that she...wasn't just messing around with Troy."
"Really?" Annie asked, perking up.
Jeff turned toward her with a frown. "Why are you so peppy about that?"
She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. Don't you think they're cute together?"
"I don't know," he answered with a slight edge to his voice. "I hadn't really thought about it, Annie."
"I think they're good for each other," she announced in response with a firm nod.
"I guess." She reared her head up to stare at him in silence for several moments and watched Jeff yawn. "What?" he asked.
She bit her lip. She wanted to ask, but the moment was so perfect. What if the question ruined it? Annie exhaled. "Why did you start with Britta?"
Jeff groaned. "Why do you care so much about this?" he asked, ignoring her inquiry altogether. "I don't get you." He raised his eyebrows. "I mean, you do know that it wasn't about you, right?" Annie frowned. "Annie." He sighed loudly and rolled slightly toward her. "I had no reason not to." She sputtered wordlessly, feeling a rush of indignation flood into her. "And you are not going to make me feel any more guilty about it than you already have."
"Jeff," she whined, her lower lip pushing out into a pout.
"I did not do it to hurt you, Annie." There was a naked sincerity in his expression that made Annie immediately believe him. Of course, that was how he always got people to go along with him. "Britta and I are both angry selfish people," he continued. "And while that makes it seem like we should be perfect for each other, what it really means is that we don't care about each other at all and...it makes us care less about people around us." Annie swallowed over the lump that had formed in her throat and nodded in acknowledgment of what he wasn't saying to her. "Did you really want to sleep with Sergio?"
The question threw her for a moment and she had to pause to really take it in. "I..." She frowned. They were still talking about Sergio? "He's...gay," she whispered in confusion.
"Yeah," Jeff agreed. "But you didn't know that from the beginning, did you?"
Annie shook her head. "No."
"Okay, so..." He raised his eyebrows expectantly.
"Well," she began slowly. "I really did want to sleep with him, yeah."
Jeff exhaled. "Okay. I..." He grimaced. "I wasn't ready for that answer."
"Sorry," Annie answered, not meaning it even slightly. "But I'm a grown up and I can have sex with whomever I want."
"I'm aware," he replied, gesturing down to his own naked body. "I just didn't really think you would have sex with him. You realize he was trying to seduce you at Camilla's command, right?"
"Yeah, but he was still trying to seduce me," she pointed out. "That doesn't happen to me that often."
"Says the woman naked in my bed," Jeff cracked.
"This was me seducing you," Annie corrected. "You said so yourself."
"Either way. It was inevitable, wasn't it?" He quirked one eyebrow at her. "I mean, if I had no interest in sleeping with you, why would I kick Chang out?"
She gasped. "You brought me here to have sex with me?" The mass of emotions that rushed into her conciousness at that thought was overwhelming. Had this all been a setup? Had it been his plan all along to just have his way with her and then send her on her way? It definitely wouldn't be the first time that Jeff had thought with the wrong organ. How could he have-
"Stop thinking," he stated firmly from her side and when Annie met his gaze, his expression was steely. "I mean it. Stop letting your crazy female brain overanalyze this."
"I'm not crazy," Annie shot back defensively, the words easily rolling off of her tongue from years of practice.
He tugged her toward him and dropped his lips to the top of her head. "You're a girl," he responded. "All girls are crazy."
"Nuh uh," she argued back, sounding like a five year-old.
He chuckled. "Good point. I'll make a lawyer out of you yet." Her eyes fluttered closed and stayed that way for a moment. "You falling asleep?" he asked quietly and Annie shook her head.
"No," she clarified and he laughed again.
"You can go to sleep, you know."
"I don't want to."
"She yawned."
"You might leave," she mumbled out, feeling her consciousness slipping from her quickly.
"Annie," Jeff stated. "This is my apartment."
"Has that stopped you from ditching women before?"
"I'm not going to ditch you," he replied, his own voice rapidly taking on the sound of sleepiness. Annie relaxed even further into his body and felt a tingle shoot down her spine when his arm tightened around her slightly. "Hey," Jeff intoned a moment later. "You remember that thing I said about you needing a guy who would go to a pet store with you?" Annie hummed softly in response. "If you ever repeat this, I will deny it....but...I would carry your fish tank."
She smiled, completely content. "I love you too."
Spoilers: Through Season 2
Word Count: 8678 (for both parts)
Rating: Still M!
Disclaimer: Stop asking me!
AN: Here we go with more sexification!
She wrapped her arms around him blissfully and tucked her body against his. He dropped an arm across her shoulder and paused briefly before fully pulling her closer still. There was an exhalation of air that came from him and when Annie glanced up at him, it seemed to not be from exhaustion but from contentedness. He smiled at her and then raised an eyebrow and jerked his head toward the bedroom she’d exited from only ten minutes prior. With a firm nod, Annie summoned all of her strength and pressed a palm against his thigh as leverage to push herself off of the couch to stand. She reached behind herself to pull him up, but he wouldn't budge.
“Jeff,” she said in a tone she hoped sounded at least slightly admonishing. He tugged her back down on top of her.
His lips sought out her neck suddenly and she inhaled as his face was buried in her mass of wet tangled hair. “We could wait a little while longer.”
Rolling her eyes to herself, Annie resituated herself so she was astride him. “Fine,” she agreed lightly as he reached for the two buttons of the dress shirt that were still closed, keeping her blocked from his sight. “We can have sex here on the couch.” She tilted her head to the side as she paused. “Where Chang sleeps.”
He was pushing her to her feet and standing behind her before the sentence was fully out of Annie’s mouth. A large hand pressed against the small of her back and propelled her toward his bedroom with an urgency she hadn’t expected. “Thanks for that,” he muttered sarcastically from behind her. “He doesn’t wear pajama bottoms half the time.”
“Ew,” Annie whined. “Jeff, I had my naked…butt on that couch!”
“I remember,” he shot back dryly.
She reached the doorframe of his room and skidded to a stop, Jeff running into her a moment later. The force pushed them further into the dark room before they both paused in silence. She was in Jeff’s bedroom. Well, she’d been in the room earlier. And it had been her goal to re-enter, preferably with the resident of said room in tow. But now they were actually together, two feet from his massive bed….mostly naked. “Um…” Annie hummed, unsure of how to proceed. Should she just take the shirt off and climb onto the bed? That seemed kind of forward, didn’t it?
“Annie,” Jeff muttered in an exasperated tone. “I just ate you out in my living room.”
“Jeff!” Annie squealed, her mouth dropping open.
“I did,” he argued with a wave of his arm back in the direction from which they’d just come.
She could feel her cheeks heating up. Despite the baldness of that statement, it was true. Jeff had just…
“I know,” she hissed quietly, not capable of meeting his eye line at the moment. He closed the gap between them and tipped her chin upward with his index finger before he was kissing her deeply, wrapping his strong arms around her. Her knees buckled slightly and she faltered in his embrace. He tightened his grip and then Annie was stumbling backwards toward the large mattress, Jeff propelling her onward not with urgency, but with finality.
It was happening.
Now.
The backs of her knees came in contact with the mattress and she climbed backwards onto it as gracefully as she could manage, given the circumstances. He followed easily and she found him on top of her within moments. The blue sheets she’d pulled back when she’d climbed out of the bed earlier lay twisted under their bodies. Something finally clicked into place in Annie’s brain at the realization that her plan had been completely successful and she leaned up far enough to capture his lips with her own, kissing him as aggressively as she could from her current position. Jeff responded immediately, opening his mouth to her. The taste of what she knew was herself invaded Annie’s mouth, but she wasn’t as turned off by it as she had feared she might be. She took a moment to give herself a mental pat on the back for not pushing him away and asking him to brush and gargle and floss before returning to the bed.
Annie lifted one of her legs from its position to hook over Jeff’s thigh and then, with one good push, she rolled them with his help. The heavily-lidded eyes that stared up at her made that warm wriggling sensation in her stomach triple and she smiled down at him in what she hoped was a seductive way. How had it slipped her mind to spend several minutes practicing her seductive glances in the mirror earlier? What kind of seductress was she? Annie shifted and brushed against Jeff’s still-intact erection. Or intact again maybe? She wasn’t sure. Lost in her own thoughts, she didn’t realize he had managed to finish his earlier task of completely undressing her until the shirt was being pushed off her shoulders by his warming searching fingers. She grinned down at him again and them he was pulling her down to him completely, kissing her deeply again.
Maybe she didn’t need the practice after all.
As their mouths battled, Annie felt Jeff’s hand trail down her naked back and past her hip to land on the back of her thigh and she felt as well as heard him respond. With a dexterity the belied her total lack of sleep in the past two or possibly three days, Annie trailed her fingertips down his torso to the waistband of his boxer briefs. She hadn’t wanted to say anything, but had felt extremely relieved when she’d entered the living room and found him in underwear that were in no way striped for once.
His hands covered hers and she stilled before glancing up at him. “These come off and that’s it, kid.”
She licked her lips. “I know, Jeff. And I’m not a kid.”
“I’m getting that, yeah.”
Without another word, Annie worked her way backwards down his legs, tugging his underwear carefully down as she went. His erection sprang up between them and she heard herself audibly gulp. Jeff rose up onto one extended arm and she could feel him watching her as she watched…well, him. “Um…” she stuttered and Jeff let out part of a chuckle that made his stomach muscles dance in the lamplight. “Wow.”
“I’ve never had complaints,” he replied and Annie wrinkled her nose.
“Ew, Jeff.” She quirked her mouth up on one side as she continued to stare at it.
“You…you have seen one right?” he asked hesitantly after a moment. “I mean you and Vaughn….” He trailed off without completing the sentence. “Right?”
She nodded. “Yeah,” she confirmed. “I’ve seen, but you’re a lot…” She grimaced.
“Thank you,” he cracked.
“Stop teasing,” she scolded with a frown and he collapsed back onto the mattress.
“I’m not teasing,” Jeff argued. “I’m trying to ease all the tension you’re trying to create here.”
Annie sighed. “I’m not trying to create tension, Jeff.” She crossed her arms over her naked breasts, trying to look perturbed. “This is kind of a big deal if you haven’t noticed.”
“I know,” he sighed. Making a noise that gave away their age difference, Jeff sat up fully to look at her. “I…” His eyes narrowed. “Do you not want to?” he asked finally.
“No, I do.” She frowned. “I’m a grown up and I want to have sex with you.”
Jeff smirked. “Annie, you don’t….” He crossed his long legs awkwardly in front of him. “You don’t have to have sex with me to prove you’re an adult.”
“You called me ‘kid’,” she shot back defensively. Jeff inhaled and watched her in silence. Shaking all other related thoughts from her head, Annie resolved herself to the task in front of her. This was not the time to get into an argument about their relative age difference. Moving quickly, she tackled his naked body with her own and propelled him back fully onto the mattress. She wasted no time, climbing back on top of him without a moment’s notice. It was a big deal and he knew that. It was why it had taken her so long to get him to a headspace where he thought he could do this at all. And now she was naked in his bed with him hard and breathless under her and she was going to lecture him about the importance of the moment?
Not even a little bit.
Annie laid herself out of top of him, letting her legs fall to either side of him before grinding her hips against his. Jeff groaned and then pulled her even closer to kiss her. Considering their level of undress and their current position, the kiss was rather languid. Unhurriedly, Jeff continued to kiss her lips, swipe his tongue against hers. His fingers drew directionless patterns up and down her sides before slipping across her back to meet in the middle.
Annie curled her spine, arching into his touch for a moment before moving her mouth to his stubble-covered jaw line and trailing her lips up to his ear. “Jeff,” she breathed out in a tone that sounded stilted and harsh to her own ears. “I want…now.”
She pulled her face away from him to meet his eye and he arched one eyebrow. “About time,” he muttered. In the next instant, he was easily sweeping her underneath him, pinning her to the mattress. She landed with a gasp, bouncing slightly from the force of the movement. Annie bit her lip and watched with wide eyes and Jeff leaned over to open the drawer of his nightstand. When she realized what he was doing, her stomach filled with something warm and tingly again.
She really should be used to that sensation by now, shouldn’t she?
It was with a heightened sense of curiosity that Annie watched Jeff carefully roll on the condom and then crawl back over to her. Furrowing her brow in concentration, she reached one hand toward him and let the tip of her index finger make contact with him. Jeff cleared his throat and neatly pulled her hand away. With that, she turned a pouting face up to him. “I want to touch it.”
Jeff rolled his eyes. “Annie, we are so far past that point that I can’t even tell you how long ago we passed it.” He shook his head. “Your window of opportunity to try your hand at foreplay is closed now. You can try again later. But right now, we’re doing this.”
Annie rolled her eyes at his ridiculous pun before sighing. “I just wanted to….” She drifted off, licking her lips in her quest to find the right phrase for exactly what she wanted to do. What she wanted was to explore. She wanted to be able to take her time touching him and cataloguing his reactions to each caress she gave him. She wanted to-
He positioned himself between her legs and Annie’s brain shorted out.
“Annie?” Jeff said in a thick tone that caused all the air to leave her lungs when their eyes met. She nodded. “Oh, sure. Now you’re quiet.”
When she was able to hold onto a breath, she opened her mouth slowly, enjoying the expression of near hysteria that was growing on Jeff’s face. “Yes, Jeff.” He pressed against her teasingly, sliding up and down before dropping down fully on top of her. "Jeff," Annie repeated breathlessly, placing her hands on his broad shoulders. "Now."
He buried himself inside of her fully in one long stroke and then exhaled. She watched as he closed his eyes for a moment, deep in his own thoughts before he looked at her again. "You good?" he asked gruffly and ANnie nodded before tilting her pelvis up toward him.
"Very much," she answered, nodding too aggressively.
He exhaled into a grin before quirking an eyebrow at her. "Yeah?" he asked as he began to slide out. A moment later, he pushed forward again and Annie's back arched almost against her will.
"Yes," she groaned out and then they were both moving, bringing their bodies together in a forceful yet unhurried rhythm. She could feel everything inside of her, every muscle, every half-remembered emotion about this particular action flooding to the surface of her consciousness. Her lower lip was sucked into her mouth and bit down on painfully as her stomach tensed. Her hands came up to dig into Jeff's hard shoulders, needing to feel his warm flesh under her fingers lest she think this was all a realistic dream. She flexed against him and he stiffened above her.
"Jesus Annie," he ground out through his teeth and she swallowed down the urge to do it again when he redoubled his effort against her. Annie lifted her legs to wrap around his torso, desperate to get closer to the hard planes of his body. Jeff groaned low in his throat and Annie heard herself respond, the unmistakable sound of a woman thoroughly enjoying herself. The noise almost startled her out of what she was doing. It sounded so unlike her. She sounded mature and womanly and...
"Mmmm," Jeff hummed in a guttural tone and then he was lifting himself off of her slightly. His angle changed and she felt her hips fly off the mattress, almost of their own doing.
Annie turned her head to lay it flat against his expensive pillowcase and breathed out his name desperately. She was rewarded by the sound of her name tumbling from his mouth as he continued to work above her, against her, into her. The telltale signs of her impending orgasm started in her belly and Annie's eyes met his a moment later. Their gazes locked, they raced each other toward completion. The sweat that was forming on their bodies added to the scent that was taking over the room as a result of their coupling. She bit her lip to keep from crying out from exertion and let one of her hands trail down her naked torso to where they were joined together and brought one finger out cautiously to brush against the sensitive area he wasn't touching.
The tightening was immediate, causing her to clamp down on him as she fell over the edge. Annie threw her head back violently and squeezed her eyes shut as she continued to spasm around him. "Shit," Jeff growled and then he too was jerking and gasping and letting go. He dropped down onto her for a moment and she reveled in the feeling of his sweat-ridden body sliding against hers again. Jeff rested there for an awkward moment before climbing off of her and excusing himself to the bathroom. Annie lay there, catching her breath and staring unseeingly up at his stippled ceiling.
They had really just done that.
If she hadn't been so exhausted, she would squeal and roll over and wiggle in happiness. She was hot and throbbing and perfectly content to just lay there however. When Jeff returned to the room, he flipped the lamp off and slid into bed next to her. Annie rolled toward him onto her side and slid one of her legs in between his. His palm landed on her thigh almost immediately and together they exhaled into the silence.
"That about what you had in mind?" Jeff asked conversationally and she chuckled in a voice that sounded hoarse to her own ears.
"Yeah," she panted out and this time it was him that chuckled. Her eyes fluttered closed for a split second before Annie forced them open again. The idea of sleep was tempting, but as long as Jeff was awake, she was going to be too. There was still too much that they hadn't discussed and the promise of actually having a real conversation with him was too good to pass up. "What were you and Britta arguing about?" she asked, for some reason deciding that was the question to dive in on.
"What?" he asked, completely blind-sighted by the inquiry. "When?"
"At the hospital." Annie sighed. "You and Britta were fighting about something."
Jeff exhaled slowly. "Oh." He cleared his throat. "We were fighting about you."
"About me?" she clarified in a tiny voice. Was Britta jealous? Is that what was happening?
"Well, you and Troy."
"What about us?" Annie persisted, wiggling slightly closer to him.
Jeff sighed. "She accused me of leading you on when I had no intention of doing anything about it. She thought I would end up hurting you and breaking up the study group because I was selfish enough to want to sleep with you and not commit."
"I see."
"And so then I yelled at her about what she and Troy are doing, because she is totally doing the same thing." Annie frowned. "And then she said that she...wasn't just messing around with Troy."
"Really?" Annie asked, perking up.
Jeff turned toward her with a frown. "Why are you so peppy about that?"
She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. Don't you think they're cute together?"
"I don't know," he answered with a slight edge to his voice. "I hadn't really thought about it, Annie."
"I think they're good for each other," she announced in response with a firm nod.
"I guess." She reared her head up to stare at him in silence for several moments and watched Jeff yawn. "What?" he asked.
She bit her lip. She wanted to ask, but the moment was so perfect. What if the question ruined it? Annie exhaled. "Why did you start with Britta?"
Jeff groaned. "Why do you care so much about this?" he asked, ignoring her inquiry altogether. "I don't get you." He raised his eyebrows. "I mean, you do know that it wasn't about you, right?" Annie frowned. "Annie." He sighed loudly and rolled slightly toward her. "I had no reason not to." She sputtered wordlessly, feeling a rush of indignation flood into her. "And you are not going to make me feel any more guilty about it than you already have."
"Jeff," she whined, her lower lip pushing out into a pout.
"I did not do it to hurt you, Annie." There was a naked sincerity in his expression that made Annie immediately believe him. Of course, that was how he always got people to go along with him. "Britta and I are both angry selfish people," he continued. "And while that makes it seem like we should be perfect for each other, what it really means is that we don't care about each other at all and...it makes us care less about people around us." Annie swallowed over the lump that had formed in her throat and nodded in acknowledgment of what he wasn't saying to her. "Did you really want to sleep with Sergio?"
The question threw her for a moment and she had to pause to really take it in. "I..." She frowned. They were still talking about Sergio? "He's...gay," she whispered in confusion.
"Yeah," Jeff agreed. "But you didn't know that from the beginning, did you?"
Annie shook her head. "No."
"Okay, so..." He raised his eyebrows expectantly.
"Well," she began slowly. "I really did want to sleep with him, yeah."
Jeff exhaled. "Okay. I..." He grimaced. "I wasn't ready for that answer."
"Sorry," Annie answered, not meaning it even slightly. "But I'm a grown up and I can have sex with whomever I want."
"I'm aware," he replied, gesturing down to his own naked body. "I just didn't really think you would have sex with him. You realize he was trying to seduce you at Camilla's command, right?"
"Yeah, but he was still trying to seduce me," she pointed out. "That doesn't happen to me that often."
"Says the woman naked in my bed," Jeff cracked.
"This was me seducing you," Annie corrected. "You said so yourself."
"Either way. It was inevitable, wasn't it?" He quirked one eyebrow at her. "I mean, if I had no interest in sleeping with you, why would I kick Chang out?"
She gasped. "You brought me here to have sex with me?" The mass of emotions that rushed into her conciousness at that thought was overwhelming. Had this all been a setup? Had it been his plan all along to just have his way with her and then send her on her way? It definitely wouldn't be the first time that Jeff had thought with the wrong organ. How could he have-
"Stop thinking," he stated firmly from her side and when Annie met his gaze, his expression was steely. "I mean it. Stop letting your crazy female brain overanalyze this."
"I'm not crazy," Annie shot back defensively, the words easily rolling off of her tongue from years of practice.
He tugged her toward him and dropped his lips to the top of her head. "You're a girl," he responded. "All girls are crazy."
"Nuh uh," she argued back, sounding like a five year-old.
He chuckled. "Good point. I'll make a lawyer out of you yet." Her eyes fluttered closed and stayed that way for a moment. "You falling asleep?" he asked quietly and Annie shook her head.
"No," she clarified and he laughed again.
"You can go to sleep, you know."
"I don't want to."
"She yawned."
"You might leave," she mumbled out, feeling her consciousness slipping from her quickly.
"Annie," Jeff stated. "This is my apartment."
"Has that stopped you from ditching women before?"
"I'm not going to ditch you," he replied, his own voice rapidly taking on the sound of sleepiness. Annie relaxed even further into his body and felt a tingle shoot down her spine when his arm tightened around her slightly. "Hey," Jeff intoned a moment later. "You remember that thing I said about you needing a guy who would go to a pet store with you?" Annie hummed softly in response. "If you ever repeat this, I will deny it....but...I would carry your fish tank."
She smiled, completely content. "I love you too."