Clandestine (3/11)
Clandestine (3/11 )
Chapter title: Proud
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Lamb's death was faked. When the truth is revealed Veronica goes to see him and a secret relationship is formed.
Characters/Pairing: Veronica/Lamb
Spoilers: entire series but AU from 3X14
Word Count: 3758
Disclaimer: I don't own Veronica Mars
This story is based on a fic request from Sweetpea2100!
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Having a secret relationship is a lot easier to do than I originally thought it would be. Especially since said relationship is with none other than Veronica Mars.
But that’s the funny thing; it’s easy because it’s with her. She is sneaky as hell; I really never even had inkling as to the full extent of her sneakiness.
Flat out….the girl is good. In way more ways than one.
She can even get past her father and that was something that until recently I thought was an impossible feat.
She’s been living in an apartment with her friend Mac since the summer after her freshman year at Hearst, so her dad doesn’t know that she spends the majority of her nights in a bed that is not her own. She always parks in the apartment complex behind mine so that no one sees her car if they drive by. And she walks through the tree covered courtyard and enters in through my patio door for the same reason. No one sees her come, well except me, and no one sees her go.
I am constantly in awe of her. But more than anything, I’m the happiest that I’ve ever been. And as amazed as I am by the ease of our clandestine relationship, I getting anxious to take it public.
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After 6 months of therapy and disability leave, the doctors cleared me to return to work. But faced with the reality of resuming the responsibilities required as sheriff, I wasn’t so sure that I was ready.
Having been so close to dying and then feeling so redeemed once I returned home, I really felt that Balboa County deserved better.
Of course Veronica disagreed; she said that now that I knew I’d done wrong that I wouldn’t make the same mistake again. And as grateful as I was to her for that, I still wasn’t convinced.
In the end after a long meeting with the mayor and Keith we came to an agreement. Keith would become the chief of police and I would return to my post as sheriff. I would have less responsibility and the man that truly deserved my post wouldn’t be tossed out on his ass again.
After the meeting I’d gone home completely exhausted.
I’d been up late with Veronica the night before and Keith and I had spent the rest of the day setting up my new office and going over specifics. So when I walked in the door to my apartment at 10PM I by-passed the kitchen and my oh so comfortable couch and flat screen, opting for the comfort of my California king.
I knew Veronica would be there at some point, but I was so tired that I just couldn’t bring myself to wait up, she had a key and knew she was welcome whenever, so I wasn’t worried as my head hit the pillow and I drifted off to a much needed sleep.
It was a few hours later that I felt a slight weight on the left side of my bed and opened my eyes, first to the clock, 1AM, and then to my guest.
She was sitting on the bed Indian style, fully clothed with her elbows resting on her knees and her chin in the palms of her hands. I smiled and sighed, god she was beautiful and the sight of her in my bedroom would never get old.
I sat up and moved my legs sitting the same way and faced her.
She blushed slightly as I moved revealing my nakedness and my smile grew. We’d been together for 6 months, spent almost every night in each other’s arms, most of them naked and she still blushed when she saw me or I saw her. It was just one of the things that made me love her and my smile grew.
She had a look on her face that I couldn’t quite place, but she didn’t seem agitated, she seemed...happy, so I wasn’t worried. I leaned in for a kiss which she happily returned and when I pulled back she grabbed my hands.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I hadn’t told Veronica anything abut my idea. Not that I didn’t want to, but I was afraid she might try to talk me out of it and I’d made up my mind. And it’s not that I didn’t value her opinion, I valued it over everything else, but I really wanted to do this on my own, it was another step in the direction of me deserving her.
I shook my head and smiled. “I wanted you to be surprised.” Which was true.
She moved closer to me on the bed so that our knees were touching and brought my hands to her mouth kissing them both. “I was, so was my dad. You should have seen him tonight. He was practically singing your praises.”
I caulked my head exactly like she was prone to do and she giggled. “Ok, so maybe not singing your praises but he was impressed, said that you were becoming the man you used to be.”
And god if that didn’t just make my night, well even more than it had already been made by her showing up. “Wow. That’s…..wow.”
She nodded. “Yeah, babe, that’s something.”
I leaned in kissing her again and then trailed my lips down her jaw line and into the crook of her neck, she let out a small sigh and I had to will my erection to not make an appearance. When I retreated from her oh so kissable skin I took in her appearance. Even in the darkness I could see her flushed skin and the wanton look in her eye. I removed one of my hands from hers and cupped her cheek. “And what do you think?”
She took a deep breath and looked straight in my eyes. “Honestly?”
“Always.”
She uncrossed her legs then, settling them over mine and cupped my face with both hands. “I have never been so proud of you….”
And just like that my heart melted. No one had ever told me they were proud of me. I’d spent the first 18 years of my life in the foster care system where encouragement was sorely lacking. And when I met Keith at the age of 18 and he convinced me to become a deputy and work for him, I made friends and acquaintances but had still never heard those words. Not even from Keith himself, sure I’d felt it from him in the years before Lilly’s death, but I’d never heard it from him. And to finally hear it, from her of all people….god, it was like the epitome of contentment. My life was complete, Veronica Mars was proud of me. I actually had to hold back the tears.
She’d kept talking just telling me how proud she was, and how much my choice meant to her and her dad. And that I was becoming the most amazing man she had ever met. And I’d been listening, absorbing everything as best I could as my floored mind tried to come to terms with the amazing moment. And then my mind just stopped when she said something else. Something amazing, something spectacular and something that I would never forget as long as I lived.
“God, I love you so much.”
My heart pounded and I felt dizzy for a second. She’d never said the words before, not even when I confessed my feelings to her when she was 16, she had said and I quote ‘I feel the same way about you.’ And since we had gotten together she had always made it clear in her actions and on the occasions I said it to her she would smile and kiss me saying something like ditto (how very Patrick Swayze I always joked with her) or you too, or right back at ya. But never; I love you too, or without prompting.
But this was her, telling me on her own that she loved me. The words coming directly from her mouth with no prompting from me, and if I thought the fact that she was proud of me was a big deal, well fuck this was, this was, I don’t even know how to describe it, and it was 1000 times the proud feeling.
It took me a second to get my mind to restart and when it did I looked back at her. She seemed nervous, probably because I hadn’t commented yet and god, if I thought she was beautiful before…it was nothing compared to how she looked after telling me she loved me.
I connected my lips with hers kissing her deeply and when I pulled back she was smiling again and it was a beautiful sight. “I love you too Veronica, you have no idea how much and you have no idea how much it means to me to hear you feel the same or that you are proud of me. No one has ever been proud of me.”
Her eyes shone in the dark and she smirked as she pulled herself fully into my lap, wrapping her legs and arms around me and pressing against me. “I’m always proud of you Don Lamb and nothing is going to change that.”
God it was like a drug and the words made me shudder. “I’m always proud of you as well and I’m going to love you forever. Nothing on this earth will be able to stop me.”
She kissed me again and then moved her lips to my ear. “Nothing can stop me from loving you either.”
With her words my hands instinctively went to her waist and pulled her closer. She arched her body against mine and my right hand closed over her left breast eliciting a small sigh from her.
I wanted her; I wanted to make love to her, now that the words had been said I wanted us to prove it to each other. We always made love, no matter how rough or needy it was I was always making love to her, but this time we would be proving the words we’d just spoken.
I brought my hands to the hem of her shirt and lifted it off of her as she raised her arms to allow it to pass. I tossed the unneeded garment on the floor and circled my arms around her back, pulling her towards me and lowering my lips to her lace covered mounds, taking a taut nipple into my mouth and sucking hard.
Veronica shifted in my lap and I was no longer able to control my body as I hardened against her, making her moan again in anticipation.
I moved my hands up her back to the straps of her bra, sliding them down her arms and letting it fall to her waist. She pulled her arms out of the straps completely and as she sat there topless in my lap I brought my lips to her now naked breasts, sucking and licking, making her gasp and sigh as my hands unclasped the bra at her waist and sent it to join her shirt on the floor. As soon as the offending material was gone I brought my hands up to cup both of her breasts. I flicked my tongue against her left nipple as the thumb of my left hand brushed over, pressed against and fondled her right one.
She started rocking her hips against mine and I groaned from the friction.
I removed my right hand from her luscious breast, undid her belt, button and zipper on her jeans and excitedly slid my hand inside under her panties. She was soaking wet already, I could tell the minute my hand entered them and I hadn’t even reached her clit yet. She bucked against my hand angling up and my finger slid between her folds making contact with her sensitive nub. She threw her head back and gasped. “Lamb.”
I smiled and reached my hand in further, teasing her wet center as I ran my fingers over her lips, between them and back again, but not inside. She was mewling and panting and practically begging for my touch and when her small had grabbed mine shoving it further into her pants I smirked evilly. I grabbed her hand and replaced mine with hers at her opening. Her eyes opened and she looked confused for a millisecond until she understood. And when I felt her flick her wrist and slide one of her fingers inside of her warmth I growled and lifted her off of me.
I laid her back on the bed and quickly rid her of her jeans and panties, my breath hitching as her free hand came to her breast squeezing and pinching her own nipple. With her naked in front of me I had the perfect view of her slender finger moving inside of her cunt, she let out a choked sob and when I looked up at her, her mouth was slightly open and her chest was heaving. She added a second finger as I watched and as she neared orgasm my hardness just grew. This was one of my favorite things to do with her. To watch her touch herself, play with herself, if she ever dumped my sorry ass this sight would get me through the remainder of lonely existence.
When her legs started to shake showing the nearness of her climax I dropped between her legs, adding one of my own fingers to the two she was already fucking herself with and she let out a low moan. “God.”
I kissed her belly and trailed my lips upwards as our fingers twisted inside her, mine in the opposite direction of hers, making her buck and moan. When I reached her lips I covered them with mine. “You are so hot Veronica. Do you know how hot you are?”
She didn’t answer just smiled and as my finger brushed her g-spot she opened her mouth in a silent scream. She was so wet and warm and her entire pussy was just dripping and I wanted her to cum. I wanted her to come and then I wanted inside of her.
As I sat up I kissed her deeply and then in perfect synchronicity, keeping one in her pussy, I brought another finger to her second opening and my free hand to her clit and as I pressed hard against her collection of nerves, I slid my finger inside her perfect ass. She rose off the bed cuming instantly, shaking and moaning, screaming my name. “Don! Oh god!”
She was still cuming, her pussy throbbing around both of our fingers, her ass clutching only mine and I pressed it harder into her. She was in pure ecstasy for a few minutes as I continued the sweet torture and when she finally came down her body relaxed and she lay back breathing hard. Her fingers left her wetness but mine stayed and my other hand still continued to brush against her clit. I covered her body with mine kissing her lovingly and she smiled when I pulled back. “God I love the way your finger feels.”
I smirked and turned the finger still in her unforgiving entrance and she shuddered. “I know.”
And I did know, it wasn’t something I did often and the first time I tried it I really thought she might kill me or worse, never let me see her naked again. But it had only taken a few seconds for her body to go into overdrive and now every time I did it she was in pure ecstasy within seconds.
I kissed her again and removed my fingers from her, she whimpered at the loss and I laughed as I brought my face to her folds lapping up her juices, my tongue paying special attention to her openings.
She started panting again and grabbed my biceps, pulling me up and over her, fusing her mouth to mine. She moaned as she tasted herself and I situated myself at her warmth. I pressed in slightly and she bucked against me sliding me in further. I wasn’t wearing a condom and I knew I’d need one soon, but sometimes we still chanced it allowing me a few pumps of just me inside of her. I brought one of my hands to her breasts and massaged it as I slowly entered her the rest of the way. I stayed there inside of her, filling her and she pulsed around my dick. Not wanting to let go of her or leave her, I slid my free arm under her back and swung us around with me still inside of her until I could reach the night table and the condoms within. I pulled one out and as I was about to rip it open her hand closed over mine. “No.”
I stared at her wide eyed. Had she just said what I thought she said? She was on the pill so it wasn’t like it was a huge risk but since that first night we’d always been extra careful. “Really? Are you sure?”
She nodded, her lidded eyes half open with pleasure and she wrapped her legs around my waist digging her heels into my butt and pulling me into her further. “Yes, just pull out ok.”
I nodded and took her lips with mine again, tossing the condom on the ground with her shirt and bra and sliding out of her before sheathing myself again fully. I hit her cervix and she winced slightly from the brief pain that accompanied the sheer pleasure.
I started moving, thrusting slowly but deeply and increasing my pace after a few minutes. Enjoying her body, enjoying being in her body, and loving her body.
Our lips were still connected, sometimes just hovering over each other, other times sharing deep passionate kisses.
She squealed in delight when I hooked her right leg over my arm, resting it in the valley of my elbow and changing the angle of penetration.
We continued making love, whispering words of pleasure and need to each other. “God I love being inside of you Veronica.”
She whimpered and brought her mouth to my neck biting lightly and eliciting a moan from me. “I love it too.” With her words I thrust in hard hitting her cervix again and making her moan. “God Don, baby, touch me, please.”
Her walls had begun contracting and I was near my own release so I moved my free hand to her clit, pinching it and sending her over the edge. She rose up against me and captured my lips. “Oh god, oh god. I love you!”
And that did me in. I lurched and yanked myself out of her, my seed spilling over her sweaty gorgeous belly and I dropped my face to take her lips again as my body twitched. “Fuck, god damn!”
As I collapsed onto her I could feel my sticky release between us and I rested my head on her breasts kissing each of them numerous times before kissing her lips again. She wrapped her arms around me and held me tight as I looked into her eyes. “I love you too.”
When I finally rolled myself off of her so I wouldn’t crush her, I laid on my back and placed my arm over my stomach forgetting about the mess I’d made and groaned. “Uh, fuck.”
I heard her snicker and looked over to see her up on her elbows looking at the matching mess on her body.
I laughed and before she could stop me I jumped off the bed pulled her into my arms and took her into the bathroom. She smiled and kissed me. “You always have the best ideas.”
I laughed and buried my face in the crook of her neck. “You come up with some pretty good ones yourself.”
We got under the spray of the water and I washed and conditioned her hair for her, loving the way the water traveled down the crease of her spine and between her butt cheeks. When I was done my hands drifted downward cupping said cheeks and she bent over almost on instinct. I entered her from behind and she grabbed onto the water spout for balance as I slid one arm around her waist and braced the other on the shower wall to steady myself. I pulled out again when we both came, cuming all over her backside and after pressing her against the shower wall and kissing her senseless we washed each other’s bodies.
When we finally left the steamy shower I wrapped a towel around my waist and one around her, holding her close to me and kissing the top of her head.
She just molded to me and for the millionth time in the last 6 months I thanked god for giving me a second chance.
When we were both dry I led her back out to the bedroom and spooned behind her, kissing the nape of her neck and her naked shoulder sensually. Her fingers were gliding over my forearm that I’d tossed over her stomach and I was so at peace that her voice startled me. “Don?”
I kissed her shoulder again before answering. “Yeah?”
“So now that you and my dad are going to be working together I was kind of thinking….”
She stopped and I sat there for a second waiting before probing. “You were thinking what baby?”
She sighed and turned her head to kiss me. “I was thinking that maybe in a couple months, after he’s used to you again, and if you two are getting along, that maybe we could go public.”
Holy shit! Did I heart that right? Veronica Mars finally wanted people to know about us. “So you want to say good bye to clandestine us and hello to public us?”
She smiled. “Yeah, I love you and I want people to know it.”
And with that I kissed her passionately. “I love you too and can’t wait for the world to know that you’re mine.”
After she fell asleep that night I stayed awake for awhile watching her sleep in my arms. She was mine and soon it would be official.
I couldn't wait, just a few more months.
But the problem with living in Neptune is that nothing ever goes as planned.
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