Chapter 14

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Smut Warning.  Nothing too heavy, but... enjoy ;)

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After spending the day flying over Danville with our beautiful wings, we finally return to the Flynn-Fletcher house around sunset.  We land on the roof and he helps untangle me from the harness.  The wings neatly fold back into it for preservation.  He takes off his own and carries them as he walks down the roof. 

"Where are you going?  How are we getting down from here?"  I follow him very slowly, not wanting to slip.

"Shh.  Come on."  He whispers, motioning for me to hurry up.  I maneuver over to him and he pulls open a trapdoor.  "Phineas and I made this a long time ago for easy roof access."  He drops through, barely making a sound as he lands. 

"How far down?"  The room is dark, and I don't want to twist an ankle.

"Like six feet.  I'll catch you.  Don't worry."  I can see him holding out his arms, ready.

"Fine.  You better."  I sit and scoot myself through, hoping he didn't miss me.

I fall for the smallest moment before I feel his hands catch my waist.  His fingers slide under my shirt as I land. 

"See.  I got you."  He doesn't take his hands off of my bare waist.  His fingers send warmth throughout my entire body.  He leans forward and turns on the light behind me, and I step away, not wanting him to see how flushed I am. 

He closes the hatch and then heads over to the closet. 

"I'm going to change my shirt, if you don't mind.  The harness ripped the shoulder on this one a bit."  Looking me straight in the eyes, before I can utter a word, he unbuttons his shirt.  I determinedly stare into his eyes, refusing to look at his body.  He shakes the shirt off of his shoulders and walks to me.

I start backing up until I hit the door.  Within a few steps he's looming in front of me.

"Does it bother you?"  His face doesn't show anything other than the slightest twitch of an eyebrow.

"No."  I say more confidently than I felt.  But that one word seemed to break all the barriers between us.

He swiftly picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist, kissing me.  I lock my legs around him, kissing him back desperately.  He latches the door behind me before shoving me against it.  My entire body is tingling, my heart is racing. 

My hands tangle in his soft green hair and he moans into my mouth, pushing me harder against the door.  His naked chest is firmly pressed to me with hardly any room to breathe.  But I don't need to breathe.  I need Ferb.  I need more of him.

He must be thinking the same thing, because he swiftly carries me to his bed, tossing my down on it.  He stands over me, letting me gaze at him.  I unashamedly drink in the view.  His strong shoulders, heaving chest, and abs that disappeared into his jeans.  I didn't let myself look further down, in hopes of keeping some composer.  He smirks watching me.

"Isabella."  He laughs playfully.  "If you wanted to get me in bed, all you had to do was ask."

So I did.

"Ferb, please."  So much for composure.  I am desperate for him and he knows it.  He climbs on top of me, kissing me deeply.  I dig my fingers into his shoulders, pulling him down on me, needing more contact.  I gasp as he moves from my lips to my neck.  He slowly starts to undo the buttons on my shirt and I fumble for his belt.

Suddenly the door knob rattles.

"Ferb?  Ferb are you in there?"  The voice both of us least expect calls through the door.  "Why is the door locked?"

"Just a second Phineas."  Ferb growls, cursing under his breath as he gets off of me.  I quickly hide under his blanket.

What is Phineas doing back home?  And why did he have the absolute worst timing?


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Hope you liked the bit of spice in this chapter, loves.

xoxo

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