Fic
This is a het fic, if you don't wanna read it, I ain't twisting your arm
Fic: Secrets in Seattle
Fandom: Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol
Pairing: William Brandt/OFC
Notes: I haven't written het in years so be nice. And it hasn't been beta'd either.
Secrets in Seattle
Seattle Day 1
You're tired. A 12 hour shift and your feet are killing you. It hasn't been as bad as most days. You've had a laugh with some guests and your friend K. She makes you laugh. The only thing in this place that makes you feel better. Better about everything.
Life at home was just as bad. Your husband treats you as though you aren't important. As though you don't exist. And that's how you feel half of the time. That you could easily fade into the back ground and disappear or die and no one would notice! Not even your husband.
You have another 4 hours of your shift to go and your feet are starting to ache. But you have to push through the pain. You never want to wear those shoes again, but it's hotel policy. All female staff are supposed to wear the same footwear, especially front of house, attending to guests.
This is the job you hate, attending to the tables. At least when you're behind the bar there's a buffer between you and the guests. But not when you have to move around.
There aren't many people in tonight. There was earlier. The guests of a wedding, livening up the place. And you got your fair share of tips. Maybe you'll buy a foot massager. God knows your feel could do with it, after tonight.
You look around the bar. A couple in the corner, looking a little cosy with a do not disturb look on their faces. A guy on his own who seemed to have not been able to stop looking at you. And a guy who looks a little drunk. He's the one you want to avoid the most. Drunks can be a little unpredictable.
You brush pass the guy whose been looking at you. Gently grazing his arm as you reached over to pick up his empty glass. He's kind of cute. Maybe in his mid thirties, perhaps a little older. But cute! You've always been a sucker for blue eyes. He looks up at you and smiles.
"Same again," he says
You signal to K who brings over another scotch. He acknowledges her but he's still looking at you. And you don't know whether or not to be flattered or nervous. So you choose to carry on with your work.
As you walk away, you look back, catching his eye again and you smile. He gives you a sideways look as he stands up, walking over towards the bar. The way he looked at you made you shiver, and your stomach churn in a good way.
"Waitress,"
The drunk man shouts.
You walk over hesitantly. His hands appear around you waist, resting on your ass. You shake him off put he's persistent.
"sir,"
But he won't stop. You can smell the alcohol on him. Making you feel physically sick. Being around it all day, you've had enough of it.
"sir, if you don't stop I'll have to call security." You say.
"Come on, I know you ladies don't mind getting paid for extras,"
Suddenly you feel yourself being pushed away and the mans hand removed from your body. You turn quickly, seeing the guy from earlier. His hand around the drunks wrist and his arm twisted behind his back.
"she told you to stop!"
You squirm as you can hear the guys wrist begin to crack.
As you look around a man from security comes in, and quickly marches off the drunk. Probably to spend the night sleeping it off in his room. That is even if he's a guest. You know the other guy, the one who protected your honour is a guest. Because you've already charged his room.
You turn around, wanting to thank him, but he's nowhere to be found!
K looks at you with a smile on her face.
"I think that guy was into you!" She said.
He's all you can think about for the next few hours. The way he smiled at you. The feel of his skin when you brushed past him. And the way he smelt. Scotch and cologne.
It's finally over, your shift. And you can go home. To an empty bed, whilst your husbands probably occupies someone else's bed. At least you'll be able to rest your feet.
You take your shoes off whilst you wait for the elevator and hold them by the straps. The bar is on the 21st floor and the elevator was only on 10.
You looked up at the dial, watching as it came closer.
Finally, the doors opened and you and your bare feet step inside.
It's not only your feet that ache but your neck too and you twist your neck, trying to relieve the strain.
Suddenly you come to a stop, on the 19th floor. The door opens but there's no one there and they close again.
An arm stops the doors from closing and your heart pounds. You're scared. Scared that it might be the drunk from the bar, from earlier.
But it's not him, it's the guy who saved you from him. That cute guy who made your skin tingle.
He gives you a smile and stands behind you. You can feel him breathing, warm breath against your neck and you close your eyes.
He's moves closer, and you can feel him pressing against your back.
Your eyes blink quickly. And then he says it!
"take off your panties,"
Your belly churns and you feel the wetness between your thighs. And you feel a little scared and you like it.
"are you going to hurt me?" You ask.
"only if you want me too,"
So you comply. It's not as easy as they make it look in the movies. But you do it as best as you can. Wriggling them down over your thighs to your bare feet.
You look at the shiny elevator door in front of you, seeing his reflection. A self satisfied look on his face.
For some reasons you see his white shirt. Cool, crisp and sexy. He sees you looking at him. Forgetting for a moment that the elevator is now going up and not down to the parking garage.
He runs his hand down your back and bends down to pick up the discarded panties.
Your body reacts naturally as his hand rests on the small of your back. Breathing faster, wanting more.
Suddenly the elevator stops and he slowly walks out, wanting you to follow!
Do you dare? You want too! It's been so long since you've been with anyone. Not since... Well that doesn't matter now. You just know that the thought of him turns you on.
You leave the elevator and you hear it close behind you, realising that you've left your shoes behind. And you don't really seem to care.
You bare feet walk down the hallway, searching for an open door.
Then you see door to room 2108 is slightly open.
Your feet can't move and you're frozen to the spot. Scared at what's inside but excited.
You smile as you hear music coming from the room. Not just any room but probably one of the best suits in the hotel.
The music you hear is familiar. From an Opera or something. Whatever it is, you like it. You like the mood it's creating.
Finally your feet allow you to move and you enter the room.
The door is shut behind you, making you jump.
He's standing behind you.
He places his hand on your neck and you can feel every single finger and thumb that it makes you shiver.
You're not scared, you're excited. His fingers caress your neck. He seems to have found your sensitive spot.
You can feel him hard, pressed against you and you reach behind you, grabbing at his erection.
He breathes hard in your ear.
"I'm gonna make you hot and sweaty." he says.
And it makes you so wet that you can feel it begin to trickle down your legs and you imagine him between your thighs. His tongue worshipping you.
"Look familiar?" He asks
He waves the panties he took from you in the elevator, in front of your face.
"No need for these now."
And he throws them on to the bedroom floor. You look at them nostalgically. Remembering when you brought them.
"take off your clothes, slowly. Or do you want me to take them off,"
"You,"
Your voice sounds heavy, as your breathing increases and you feel him peel off your coat. Your still hot and only in the best way. You've never felt so turned on. Picking up a stranger in a bar, being seduced by them was such a turn on. You can't wait to feel his naked body against yours, hot, sweaty. To feel his body on top of your own, to feel him inside you. It's been too long.
He drops the coat behind him and he lifts your blouse up over your head. You feel his hand graze your skin, just like you did his earlier. But his touch is softer and you bite your lip as he runs his hand down your bare back. Stoping for a moment to touch the clasp of your bra strap.
You can still feel his hard on pressing into you and somehow you manage to reach behind and find your way to his zipper, releasing his cock into your hand.
"Fuck!" He swore.
But it was even more of a turn on.
"Oh fuck baby, keep doing that."
You wanted so much to give him what he wanted but you wanted him more. You removed your hand and he groaned in displeasure in your your ear.
Instead you turn around, looking at him. Coming eye to eye with the man who stepped in to save your honour. The man who had made you want him with one look.
You studied his face. The way he looked at you at that moment almost broke you!
It's not long before he kisses you, hard. And you feel his arms around you. You had a glimpse at them before. Strong. The strongest arms you'd ever had around your body. They made you feel safe. Safer than you've ever felt.
The kiss was so hard that he backs you up towards the nearest wall.
Finally lips part in a desperate need for oxygen. And your eyes stare into him. Your hands grab at his pants, pulling at the belt, pulling it out quickly and throwing it to the floor. Smiling as you finally deprived him of his pants, pushing them down.
He looks at you and smiles. The way you always want someone to look at you.
Your heart beats faster as his hand pins your arms above your head. This is exciting.
Your hearts beating even faster. His free hand disappears under your skirt.
His fingers begin to trace your wetness, finding their way to your clit. His thumb teasing you. Pressing hard, then pulling back.
Your head is spinning. Still being able to smell the alcohol on him. Mixed with his cologne and your sex.
He still stares at you as his fingers continue to tease you. He can feel your walls around them begin to tense and your on the verge of coming. But he pulls them away, leaving you panting. You needed it, you need to come.
You knew it was payback for earlier. And you didn't care.
You kiss him back, taking a moment to nibble at his lower lip.
He lifts you up against the wall and your back creaks from the force.
"say it," he asks.
You don't want too. Knowing that the moment it leaves your lips that it'll be over. That your fantasy will be over!
"Say it, baby!" he asks again. "I want to hear you say it,"
He wants to hear it. Wants you to say his name!
He lifts you harder and you wrap your legs around him. You feel his hardened cock at your opening.
He lets your hands go free and you run your fingers through his hair, soft and warm. His hair looks so good. A little spikey and slightly to one side.
You take in a breath and his name flows from your lips.
He smiles at you and with one thrust he's inside you, filling you completely.
He fucks you hard against the wall. You want to lose control. And you're not one for losing control. It's not in your nature! But you can't help yourself.
Your back aches. But you want more.
"Harder," you cry out.
He smirks. Oh god that smirk made you even more wet!
He forces you harder against the wall.
Then he lifts you up, carrying you over towards the bed.
It's a king sized bed. And it's absolutely huge.
He lays you down, towering over you. His hand brushes away your the hair that had fallen over your face.
A struggle takes place and you have the upper hand. Now he's under you! You want to be in control. Just to lose control for a while.
You unclasp your bra and his hands immediately find your breasts.
As you lean down running your hand down his chest, ripping open his shirt. You laugh as you hear a few buttons pop off. He laughs too and moans as run your hands over his chest. You moan too as you slid back down onto his cock.
Somehow he's closer than you and you ride him harder. You steady yourself, and he rests his hands on your hips to help you.
"Fuck, I'm coming baby!"
He moans loudly, and you feel his body shake beneath you as he comes inside you! But he's not done with you yet.
He flips you over again! And you look up at him. There's something in his eyes that makes you want him more.
"Will," you whisper.
His kiss is softer than before. His need to feel you increases and he makes his way down your naked body.
His tongue on your breasts make you moan uncontrollably. He licks your nipple, taking it into his mouth, playing with it.
The wetness between your legs is worse than before and you can't take anymore.
You rest your hand on his head, fingers running through his hair, again. You push him down to where you need his expert tongue.
"lower," you moan.
He kisses your naval that makes you giggle like a school girl.
Then he moves, lower. You widen your legs, waiting to accommodate his mouth.
He pauses for a moment above your pussy. Then he devours you.
Your moaning so loud that your sure people in the next room can hear you. But you don't give a shit! Nothing could stop you from coming.
You hold his head, not wanting him to move.
"fuck!" You cry out. "that's it. Oh god I'm coming,"
You feel his tongue brushing against your clit, going deeper, harder.
You can feel your walls beginning to contract around his tongue and you scream as you come. Your whole body shaking.
"Oh god that's it. That's it."
But he doesn't stop and you don't want him to stop.
You turn yourself over, seeing your sweat covered sheets beneath you.
You're on your knees in front of him, and he enters you quickly.
You grab the sheets in front of you, pulling them towards you.
He pulls you up, his hand firmly on the back of your neck, holding you in position as he fucks you hard.
You can feel his sweaty body behind you.
It doesn't take either of you long to come and you have the most intense orgasm ever. And you both lay breathless on the bed.
You look across at him, reaching out for his hand.
"Will," you whisper again.
He smiles, taking your hand, kissing it softly. You move over to him, resting you head against him and he wraps his arm around you.
You can't help but smile as he kisses the top of your head, tenderly.
This wasn't the first time. And wouldn't be the last.
TBC
Love n hugs
Sam
Fic: Secrets in Seattle
Fandom: Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol
Pairing: William Brandt/OFC
Notes: I haven't written het in years so be nice. And it hasn't been beta'd either.
Secrets in Seattle
Seattle Day 1
You're tired. A 12 hour shift and your feet are killing you. It hasn't been as bad as most days. You've had a laugh with some guests and your friend K. She makes you laugh. The only thing in this place that makes you feel better. Better about everything.
Life at home was just as bad. Your husband treats you as though you aren't important. As though you don't exist. And that's how you feel half of the time. That you could easily fade into the back ground and disappear or die and no one would notice! Not even your husband.
You have another 4 hours of your shift to go and your feet are starting to ache. But you have to push through the pain. You never want to wear those shoes again, but it's hotel policy. All female staff are supposed to wear the same footwear, especially front of house, attending to guests.
This is the job you hate, attending to the tables. At least when you're behind the bar there's a buffer between you and the guests. But not when you have to move around.
There aren't many people in tonight. There was earlier. The guests of a wedding, livening up the place. And you got your fair share of tips. Maybe you'll buy a foot massager. God knows your feel could do with it, after tonight.
You look around the bar. A couple in the corner, looking a little cosy with a do not disturb look on their faces. A guy on his own who seemed to have not been able to stop looking at you. And a guy who looks a little drunk. He's the one you want to avoid the most. Drunks can be a little unpredictable.
You brush pass the guy whose been looking at you. Gently grazing his arm as you reached over to pick up his empty glass. He's kind of cute. Maybe in his mid thirties, perhaps a little older. But cute! You've always been a sucker for blue eyes. He looks up at you and smiles.
"Same again," he says
You signal to K who brings over another scotch. He acknowledges her but he's still looking at you. And you don't know whether or not to be flattered or nervous. So you choose to carry on with your work.
As you walk away, you look back, catching his eye again and you smile. He gives you a sideways look as he stands up, walking over towards the bar. The way he looked at you made you shiver, and your stomach churn in a good way.
"Waitress,"
The drunk man shouts.
You walk over hesitantly. His hands appear around you waist, resting on your ass. You shake him off put he's persistent.
"sir,"
But he won't stop. You can smell the alcohol on him. Making you feel physically sick. Being around it all day, you've had enough of it.
"sir, if you don't stop I'll have to call security." You say.
"Come on, I know you ladies don't mind getting paid for extras,"
Suddenly you feel yourself being pushed away and the mans hand removed from your body. You turn quickly, seeing the guy from earlier. His hand around the drunks wrist and his arm twisted behind his back.
"she told you to stop!"
You squirm as you can hear the guys wrist begin to crack.
As you look around a man from security comes in, and quickly marches off the drunk. Probably to spend the night sleeping it off in his room. That is even if he's a guest. You know the other guy, the one who protected your honour is a guest. Because you've already charged his room.
You turn around, wanting to thank him, but he's nowhere to be found!
K looks at you with a smile on her face.
"I think that guy was into you!" She said.
He's all you can think about for the next few hours. The way he smiled at you. The feel of his skin when you brushed past him. And the way he smelt. Scotch and cologne.
It's finally over, your shift. And you can go home. To an empty bed, whilst your husbands probably occupies someone else's bed. At least you'll be able to rest your feet.
You take your shoes off whilst you wait for the elevator and hold them by the straps. The bar is on the 21st floor and the elevator was only on 10.
You looked up at the dial, watching as it came closer.
Finally, the doors opened and you and your bare feet step inside.
It's not only your feet that ache but your neck too and you twist your neck, trying to relieve the strain.
Suddenly you come to a stop, on the 19th floor. The door opens but there's no one there and they close again.
An arm stops the doors from closing and your heart pounds. You're scared. Scared that it might be the drunk from the bar, from earlier.
But it's not him, it's the guy who saved you from him. That cute guy who made your skin tingle.
He gives you a smile and stands behind you. You can feel him breathing, warm breath against your neck and you close your eyes.
He's moves closer, and you can feel him pressing against your back.
Your eyes blink quickly. And then he says it!
"take off your panties,"
Your belly churns and you feel the wetness between your thighs. And you feel a little scared and you like it.
"are you going to hurt me?" You ask.
"only if you want me too,"
So you comply. It's not as easy as they make it look in the movies. But you do it as best as you can. Wriggling them down over your thighs to your bare feet.
You look at the shiny elevator door in front of you, seeing his reflection. A self satisfied look on his face.
For some reasons you see his white shirt. Cool, crisp and sexy. He sees you looking at him. Forgetting for a moment that the elevator is now going up and not down to the parking garage.
He runs his hand down your back and bends down to pick up the discarded panties.
Your body reacts naturally as his hand rests on the small of your back. Breathing faster, wanting more.
Suddenly the elevator stops and he slowly walks out, wanting you to follow!
Do you dare? You want too! It's been so long since you've been with anyone. Not since... Well that doesn't matter now. You just know that the thought of him turns you on.
You leave the elevator and you hear it close behind you, realising that you've left your shoes behind. And you don't really seem to care.
You bare feet walk down the hallway, searching for an open door.
Then you see door to room 2108 is slightly open.
Your feet can't move and you're frozen to the spot. Scared at what's inside but excited.
You smile as you hear music coming from the room. Not just any room but probably one of the best suits in the hotel.
The music you hear is familiar. From an Opera or something. Whatever it is, you like it. You like the mood it's creating.
Finally your feet allow you to move and you enter the room.
The door is shut behind you, making you jump.
He's standing behind you.
He places his hand on your neck and you can feel every single finger and thumb that it makes you shiver.
You're not scared, you're excited. His fingers caress your neck. He seems to have found your sensitive spot.
You can feel him hard, pressed against you and you reach behind you, grabbing at his erection.
He breathes hard in your ear.
"I'm gonna make you hot and sweaty." he says.
And it makes you so wet that you can feel it begin to trickle down your legs and you imagine him between your thighs. His tongue worshipping you.
"Look familiar?" He asks
He waves the panties he took from you in the elevator, in front of your face.
"No need for these now."
And he throws them on to the bedroom floor. You look at them nostalgically. Remembering when you brought them.
"take off your clothes, slowly. Or do you want me to take them off,"
"You,"
Your voice sounds heavy, as your breathing increases and you feel him peel off your coat. Your still hot and only in the best way. You've never felt so turned on. Picking up a stranger in a bar, being seduced by them was such a turn on. You can't wait to feel his naked body against yours, hot, sweaty. To feel his body on top of your own, to feel him inside you. It's been too long.
He drops the coat behind him and he lifts your blouse up over your head. You feel his hand graze your skin, just like you did his earlier. But his touch is softer and you bite your lip as he runs his hand down your bare back. Stoping for a moment to touch the clasp of your bra strap.
You can still feel his hard on pressing into you and somehow you manage to reach behind and find your way to his zipper, releasing his cock into your hand.
"Fuck!" He swore.
But it was even more of a turn on.
"Oh fuck baby, keep doing that."
You wanted so much to give him what he wanted but you wanted him more. You removed your hand and he groaned in displeasure in your your ear.
Instead you turn around, looking at him. Coming eye to eye with the man who stepped in to save your honour. The man who had made you want him with one look.
You studied his face. The way he looked at you at that moment almost broke you!
It's not long before he kisses you, hard. And you feel his arms around you. You had a glimpse at them before. Strong. The strongest arms you'd ever had around your body. They made you feel safe. Safer than you've ever felt.
The kiss was so hard that he backs you up towards the nearest wall.
Finally lips part in a desperate need for oxygen. And your eyes stare into him. Your hands grab at his pants, pulling at the belt, pulling it out quickly and throwing it to the floor. Smiling as you finally deprived him of his pants, pushing them down.
He looks at you and smiles. The way you always want someone to look at you.
Your heart beats faster as his hand pins your arms above your head. This is exciting.
Your hearts beating even faster. His free hand disappears under your skirt.
His fingers begin to trace your wetness, finding their way to your clit. His thumb teasing you. Pressing hard, then pulling back.
Your head is spinning. Still being able to smell the alcohol on him. Mixed with his cologne and your sex.
He still stares at you as his fingers continue to tease you. He can feel your walls around them begin to tense and your on the verge of coming. But he pulls them away, leaving you panting. You needed it, you need to come.
You knew it was payback for earlier. And you didn't care.
You kiss him back, taking a moment to nibble at his lower lip.
He lifts you up against the wall and your back creaks from the force.
"say it," he asks.
You don't want too. Knowing that the moment it leaves your lips that it'll be over. That your fantasy will be over!
"Say it, baby!" he asks again. "I want to hear you say it,"
He wants to hear it. Wants you to say his name!
He lifts you harder and you wrap your legs around him. You feel his hardened cock at your opening.
He lets your hands go free and you run your fingers through his hair, soft and warm. His hair looks so good. A little spikey and slightly to one side.
You take in a breath and his name flows from your lips.
He smiles at you and with one thrust he's inside you, filling you completely.
He fucks you hard against the wall. You want to lose control. And you're not one for losing control. It's not in your nature! But you can't help yourself.
Your back aches. But you want more.
"Harder," you cry out.
He smirks. Oh god that smirk made you even more wet!
He forces you harder against the wall.
Then he lifts you up, carrying you over towards the bed.
It's a king sized bed. And it's absolutely huge.
He lays you down, towering over you. His hand brushes away your the hair that had fallen over your face.
A struggle takes place and you have the upper hand. Now he's under you! You want to be in control. Just to lose control for a while.
You unclasp your bra and his hands immediately find your breasts.
As you lean down running your hand down his chest, ripping open his shirt. You laugh as you hear a few buttons pop off. He laughs too and moans as run your hands over his chest. You moan too as you slid back down onto his cock.
Somehow he's closer than you and you ride him harder. You steady yourself, and he rests his hands on your hips to help you.
"Fuck, I'm coming baby!"
He moans loudly, and you feel his body shake beneath you as he comes inside you! But he's not done with you yet.
He flips you over again! And you look up at him. There's something in his eyes that makes you want him more.
"Will," you whisper.
His kiss is softer than before. His need to feel you increases and he makes his way down your naked body.
His tongue on your breasts make you moan uncontrollably. He licks your nipple, taking it into his mouth, playing with it.
The wetness between your legs is worse than before and you can't take anymore.
You rest your hand on his head, fingers running through his hair, again. You push him down to where you need his expert tongue.
"lower," you moan.
He kisses your naval that makes you giggle like a school girl.
Then he moves, lower. You widen your legs, waiting to accommodate his mouth.
He pauses for a moment above your pussy. Then he devours you.
Your moaning so loud that your sure people in the next room can hear you. But you don't give a shit! Nothing could stop you from coming.
You hold his head, not wanting him to move.
"fuck!" You cry out. "that's it. Oh god I'm coming,"
You feel his tongue brushing against your clit, going deeper, harder.
You can feel your walls beginning to contract around his tongue and you scream as you come. Your whole body shaking.
"Oh god that's it. That's it."
But he doesn't stop and you don't want him to stop.
You turn yourself over, seeing your sweat covered sheets beneath you.
You're on your knees in front of him, and he enters you quickly.
You grab the sheets in front of you, pulling them towards you.
He pulls you up, his hand firmly on the back of your neck, holding you in position as he fucks you hard.
You can feel his sweaty body behind you.
It doesn't take either of you long to come and you have the most intense orgasm ever. And you both lay breathless on the bed.
You look across at him, reaching out for his hand.
"Will," you whisper again.
He smiles, taking your hand, kissing it softly. You move over to him, resting you head against him and he wraps his arm around you.
You can't help but smile as he kisses the top of your head, tenderly.
This wasn't the first time. And wouldn't be the last.
TBC
Love n hugs
Sam