Love At First Lie | Herophine Fic

Stolen Moments

HERO

Hand in hand, we rush off the Ferris wheel when our seats arrive on the ground. I'm eager, more eager than I've ever been about anything and I simply can't resist her. She's agreed to come home with me. Finding her, let alone her coming back to mine on the same night is madness to me. But I don't care. It's a madness I can run with.

I don't know how I've resisted so long, so much so I simply can't keep my hands off her. About halfway to the tube station, my body craves hers and needs to feel her lips against mine again. Grabbing her by the waist, I turn her in my arms, lift her up to me by the small of her back and reunite our lips once more. Carefully, I walk us backwards to the large concrete wall separating the street and Hyde Park until her back hits the wall. Keeping our lips locked, I press myself against her, allowing her to feel all of me and equally all of her. Our chests are flush and heat pours from the both of us as our lips expertly dance together.

I don't care that we're out in the open. I don't care that people can see us. I want, no need her. I've wanted her for so long. I've pined and yearned for her ever since I've I first kissed her back in the house. Not the one on that makeshift stage either, in our room. The little room that holds so many memories for us and helped us become us.

I've slept around and had so many meaningless one-night stands just to satisfy my needs. But during those encounters, never once have I felt a burning need as I do for Jo. My mind is racing, spinning even, but I don't care. I've found her, want her and won't be letting her go any time soon.

Pulling away, we're both equally as pent up and flushed as one another.

"Take me home, Hero," she doesn't have to ask me twice.

I struggled to keep my hands off Jo on the tube and as we make our way down the corridor to my place, she fists her hands into my hoodie and crashes our lips back into one another. Unable to stop myself, I wrap my arms under her legs and lift her up until I feel her feet resting against my bum. Fuck, if I could take here, I would. I'm straining, painfully and have been for quite some time now. I need her, her touch, her heat, all of her.

Keeping her against me, wanting to get her into the privacy of my place and my bedroom, I move quickly until we're in front of my door. With Jo's back firmly pressed against it for leverage and support, I fish out my key from my pocket. Fumbling to get it into the lock, Jo moves her lips down my jawline and moves onto my neck, pulling a moan from me. Neck kisses are always an erotic distraction for me. Fuck, anything I do tonight with her will be beyond erotic and intimate. I only have to look back at our time together to see how good tonight could be.

Finally, the key inserts itself into the lock and I turn it hastily, pushing the door open. Jo's lips remain attached to my neck, sucking just under my ear causing shivers to run down my spine. Carefully, doing my best to concentrate and not knock anything over, I carry her, kicking the door closed behind me before weaving my way through the flat, stopping briefly in the living area behind the couch. I place her in front of me, on the back of the couch and pull our lips apart. Her hooded, blown-out blues find mine and hold my gaze. Her lips are fully swollen and parted, just as they always are. Just as I like them.

"Come here," I pull her to me again, stepping as close as I can while pulling her to the edge, careful not to let her fall. I know like this, she'll be able to feel all of me and by God, I want her to. I may be impatient right now but I want this to last, for both of us. I've waited too long to find her and even longer to prove just how incredible we could be together. What we had in the past were just snippets, stolen moments of intimacy together. But now, I want everything with her.