Last Train to London

I Need You

//smut scene. There's wayyy more scenes like this in the future. Enjoy...? 🤭

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You walked past a few rooms and up a flight of stairs leading to a door. He unlocked the door and opened it to the roof of the building, allowing you to exit first. It was a flat roof, with black iron railing. There was a blanket on the floor, probably used recently. The sky was bright orange, with streams of white clouds. It was a truly beautiful sight. "Wow Alex, it's stunning! You get to see this every night? Lucky you" you said looking at the sky, sitting down on the blanket. He sat down next to you and you put your head on his shoulder. You both watched the sunset fade behind the buildings, along with the sound of distant cars and chatter. He then moved his hand onto your thigh, and you looked down at it.

You looked at him, and he turned to you and smiled. You didn't dare think to make any other move, just gazed into his dark brown eyes. It was like that for the next minute. You looked at his lips and started to think of all the things you could do to them. He looked at yours and got closer. "Can I kiss you?" he asked softly, almost whispering. You put your hands on his chest. "Yes please" you whispered almost immediately. He put his right hand on your chin, his left on your waist and kissed you passionately, his warm lips making you pull him in closer, as your way of accepting it. His beard gently rubbed your face as you kissed him deeper. Hands still on his chest, you pulled back gently to breathe. It was a long, intense kiss - it felt like something you were both craving for a long time. You couldn't help but let out a small laugh.

"You're such a sweet girl y/n, I enjoy you- I mean your company... I'd like to very much see you again" he drawled. You left a small kiss on his nose. His adorable politeness was enough to make you fall for him all over again.

"I enjoy you too...I'd love that Turner..." you giggled, enchanted by his sweet words. He wiped the lipstick off the corner of your mouth with his thumb. "Hey, did you make a mess?" you pouted and took a tissue out of his pocket. He smiled and took it from you to clean your face. "Sorry love, there you go" he smirked. There was some of your lipstick on his lips and nose. "Okay sorry, I made the mess" you laughed and took the tissue back to wipe it off.

Then his phone rang. It said "L studio". Probably work-related. "Sorry, I'm just going to take this quickly, I'll meet you back in the sitting room, you'll be okay?" and he took the phone call. You nodded and slowly walked back inside to try to find the sitting room again. You took a wrong turn and found the bedroom instead. The door was slightly ajar, and you peeked inside. It was a bit dark, a small source of light coming from the lamp in the corner of the room, but you were able to still see. A large bed with messy sheets sat in the middle of the room, with a suit laid out on the chair next to the bed. You slowly walked in. You were licking your lips, still tasting his on them - the hints of cigarettes, his cologne and the coffee and whiskey that you both had earlier.

Suddenly, Alex walked by the room, noticing you were standing in there. "Sorry about that - did you get lost love?'' he said softly, not to scare you. Slowly turning towards the door, you saw him leaning against it. His hands were in his pocket, and he was staring straight at you. You didn't know what to say. His figure appeared intimidating but seductive. You didn't know whether to move or remain there.

"I- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to enter..." you said, and started to walk out of the room, but he stopped you. He placed his hands on your waist. You could hear his slow, heavy breaths. "No, you stay doll..." he finally said in his deep accent, and you couldn't help but nod and shift closer to him. Those words tensed your body up, sparking that butterfly feeling in your stomach.

You suddenly desired him so much. His hands made their way down your waist, to the end of the dress. They slowly sneaked up the dress and you looked deep into his lustful eyes. Your breaths were getting heavier, and he could tell. "You alright love?" he suddenly asked his hand still under your dress, the other now on your chin, lifting your head up. "Y- yes I am..." you whispered, looking into his eyes and still breathing heavily. You knew you were in his control, craving for more and he could tell. You went down to his hand and placed it up closer to your underwear. "Alex..." you drawled, already feeling wet without him even touching you yet. He smirked then pulled the underwear down, enough for his hand to touch your cool skin. You gasped a bit, the heat from his hand sending a shiver down your spine. "Can I touch you doll?" he asked, his hand placed right over your sensitive area. "Yes please..." you said without hesitation. He removed his hand and stepped toward the bed. You followed. "Sorry about the mess" he laughed and took his jacket and boots off. "Make me a mess" you whispered under your breath, taking your boots off and lying down on the bed again. He hovered over you, licking his lips. You lifted your hips a bit up so it was touching his body, but he pinned you down.

"Can't get enough of me, can you?" he drawled and teased your sensitive area. You whined, biting your lip. He slowly pulled the underwear down, his fingers teasing you more, stroking up and down slowly. You moaned, the sensation making you almost lose control already. "Already so wet doll..." he whispered, his hand then started moving in slow circles. There's that word again... "doll"... you thought, getting wetter. "please- don't stop..." you said, breathing getting heavier. He smirked, his hand moving faster. You moaned again, your hands stroking his beard, then caressed his lips and he groaned. "That's it love" he drawled. You saw he was turned on by you, the way you were under his control and how you touched him. You felt a knot approaching in your stomach. You were so clouded in pleasure. You brought his face closer, his beard scratching your skin lightly. "I- I'm close...'' you moaned. "Come for me doll" he groaned, lost in your eyes. You were staring straight at him with your mouth hung open. Then you let go, moaning his name as you rode your climax, grabbing his hair. He left little kisses on your neck, his hand slowing its pace, then stopping. You were breathing heavily for a minute, and he lifted his head, looking back at you, smiling. "That was amazing..." you shyly said, giggling. "I'm glad love, you're so sexy..." he drawled, kissing your forehead. It was a long time since you felt like that, and you craved more. He reignited something in you that you forget felt so good.

He pushed your hair away from your face. "Can I stay the night?" you finally asked, as he sat you up a bit. You were getting tired, drained from pleasure, still a bit woozy, and getting home after dark was not so safe. "Of course love, I'll make you some tea" he drawled and kissed you again.

I Wanna Be Yours tonight Turner...