Law & Rebel

Subdued Liberations

"Home has never felt more inviting than this right now." 

Laying on the couch dressed in an oversize t-shirt, Celeste was gazing up at the ceiling breathing slowly. Just then, her heart lurched, and she sat up. Clutching to her chest, breaths coming in short bursts and knees locking up. 

"W-What is this..." Panting, her voice came out, soft and airy as she tried to breathe. 

Deep within her core, a powerful buildup overtook her, and she pressed her thighs together tightly. Closing her eyes, a soft moan escaped her lips. A slow pulsing sensation ran through her crotch, her free hand moving to cup it. She could feel it throbbing; her lower lips were slowly becoming soaked. The tips of her fingers dampened through the cotton of her panties.

It was like her body was on fire at this point. And the cause of this was...

DING-DONG

She snapped out of the daze and sat up. Breathing heavily, she quickly pulled her hand from between her thighs and stumbled onto her feet.

DING-DONG

"I-I'm coming!" Staggering slowly to the door, she stops just before it. Smacking her cheeks she rubs her face. "Okay..." Her fingers grasp the padlock, it clicks unlocked, followed by the lock on the knob. Turning it, she opens the door. Before she could even greet him, Aiden was already on her.

A hand on the back of her head, his forehead pressing to hers; those mysterious green orbs locked on her dark browns. Her whole being was on lockdown as if he had shut down every motor nerve in her body. The scent of his cologne wasn't strong, more of a musk; earthy, leather, tinged with an aged whiskey. She could smell the barley of the beer he must've had at the bar, still on his lips and breath. Every hair on her body was standing up; her faded haircut was still slightly damp from the shower, so the bang that she usually had flat ironed, was in tight pink curls. She could feel his large hand and long fingers right on her faded scalp, covering the entirety of her head.

It was becoming hard to breathe; her mind had become numb. His breath was tickling her soft skin and smooth lips. She could feel his smirk without having to witness it as it slithered across his lips. "Hello, little kitten. I do hope that I didn't frighten you. Truth is, I've been waiting for this moment for months."

Leading her back, she stumbled a bit, arms tight at her side and fingers twitching as though trying to figure out what they should do. She heard the door close and lock, followed by the grabbing of the hem of her t-shirt, tugging her, bringing her more to him. The air around her was still, stagnant, and slowly suffocating. Her lips parted and her nose twitched as she darts her eyes left and right. She didn't know what was to come next, she didn't know what to do. Should she do something? Or-

His lips clashed with hers and it was as though the gates to other worlds flooded open. Bright lights whirl around in her head, blinding her; her body becoming weightless and her limbs turning to Jell-O as his mouth danced over hers. She was stunned, however, her lips accepted him and moved along to his rhythmic dominance. Each cell in her lips taking to the remembrance of the soft curvature of his mouth, tasting the bitter beer and, evergreen? It didn't matter. All she knew was that the first kiss she had had in two years was overtaking her by the man she bantered with on a constant. She knew that he saw her, yet she hadn't realized until now the extent of his attraction to her.

The grip he had on her t-shirt tightened, and his hand on the back of her head drew so close that she could breathe in his aftershave and sweat of the day. His tongue slipped into her mouth, skimming the roof of it and the edges of her teeth. It was rather thick and much longer than her own. Swirling and coupling with her own moist muscle, she indulged in his taste. The smoothness of his saliva that had been tainted by the beer flowed down her throat. Her lips parted from his, only to wrap around his tongue and suckle on it slowly to gather more of his flavor. She didn't want to forget this taste.