𝑨 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝑰𝑷 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚, 𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆.
What starts as a fun, spontaneous tryst quickly devolves into something unexplainable and sinister. When William's family...
The pianist plays on, and switches to a warm, melancholy arrangement in the key of B-flat-major. Fallon does not recognize the song but is instantly captivated by the gloomy, yet hopeful, nature of the composition. Ivory notes waltz in the air like jasmine petals in the wind, though perfectly spaced and in distinct order. Enthralled in the music, she picks up on a repeating E♭-C-D-B♮-C-C-E♭-F progression accompanied by a soothing and resolving melody.
Comfortable next to William in their cozy little booth, she shifts closer to him, wrapping herself around his arm and nuzzling her face against his shoulder. Sensing her need for affection, William turns in towards her and places his hand on the inside of her thigh. A sultry breath escapes Fallon's mouth, surprised and titillated from his warm touch as his hand trails further up her leg and under her dress. Their eyes meet in a tense connection, unwavering as the romantic music compels their lips to meet in a passionate kiss. Fallon's hand falls upon his jawline and slowly she rakes her nails down his skin as their tongues intermingle.
"Mmmhn", she purrs, slightly flinching as his fingers press against her clit behind her lacey underwear.
Feeling his strong fingers circle around her, she takes it as an invitation to do the same. From his cheek, her hand slides down his chest and onto the thick bulge growing behind his pants, etching the edges with her fingers and massaging him with her palm. Together they exhale shaken breaths as they touch and tease each other, both oblivious to the world outside the romantic space of their booth. Again she gasps, no longer able to remain engaged in their kiss as his fingers drive her on the cusp of something great. Her arousal was palpable, and fully apparent as his finger tips paw at the soaked fabric at her slit.
"Mr. Reiner...", she mutters, her voice breathy and hushed, "Can we go back to the room?".
"Yes, darling. Let's go.", he answers back.
The pianist continues on as they both rise and step out from their booth. With Fallon's hand in his, he leads her out of the bar and into the elevator for a short trip down four stories. As the elevator doors close, Fallon leans her back against William's chest, followed by his strong hands massaging her breasts over her dress. The elevator descends and so do his lips, exploring the surface of her neck in soft, sultry kisses that hint at his intentions. A light chime is heard, and the elevator doors open to their floor. Together they step into the long hallway, calm and appropriately composed as they pass a young couple waiting for the elevator. Arm in arm they walk the hall of doors, and Fallon's mind then drifts back to the music from the bar. Softly to herself, she hums the melody from the unknown song.
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William uses his keycard and opens the room, stepping to the side to allow Fallon to saunter inside first. She happily obliges and walks inside, and William seizes the opportunity to give her a firm slap on her butt as she passes. She cutely squeals from the contact before turning to face him, pent up and hungry for what was to come. Wasting no more time, Fallon rushes him, gripping his shirt with both hands as she extends herself on the tips of her toes to meet his lips. Her force pushes William backwards into the door, but he is quick to wrap his arms around her waist as their tongues collide in a frenzied tussle. Their hot breath intermingles as the kiss unfolds, and William's hands find their way under her dress and onto the bare skin of her buttocks.
