kinks and all

just like fire

to my darling babydoll, saya. who I adore and love so much and forever will. this an appreciation fic for you, I want you to know you're my ride or die and how much I cherish you. meeting you was an interesting experience and I may not remember the day we met but I know I have cherished each one since and so forth. I wish you success in life and gain all that you wish. find your safe haven in someone's arms or in the embrace of the novels you so adore. I wish someone is always there for you and treats you like you deserve, like a queen. you treat me better than I deserve and you have always been there for me and I owe you more than just my mere mortal life, thank you for always being there for me. I wish we are friends forever even after we die and we rule hell together. I may not wish for my best but I know I do for yours. live fast and love books.

love,

leia

warning:

it was finally the day, we have our book signing event, new york times best selling authors with almost a million copies of our recent book sold, this was the day we had dreamed of since we were 10. and by we I mean, my best friend, leia, and I. Saya Hernández, that would be me. I dabble in the romantic-fantasy genre. when as a teen I would dream of being an author, the people around me laughed and didn't believe me but now it's interesting to run into them some time and talk about careers knowing full well they are working desk jobs from 9-5 or married with kids.

I have a small, quaint little apartment here in New York. today my best friend and I will head down and meet fans and people who have read our books. I'm beyond excited but there is also this creeping sense of nerves that are crawling in my body, like a hole which I'm falling into endlessly but my excitement is a small thin branch I can hold onto, I try my best to ignore my intrusive thoughts and anxiety but it gets tougher too as my hands begin to shake, the wooden spatula I was holding and stirring the sauce falls from my hand but I don't bend down to pick it. two hands creeping on my waist snap me out of my trance, and his hands hold mine, "hey Baby" I lean into his mellow deep voice and tighten the grip of my hands in his as he embraces me, his hot breath fanning on my exposed neck, he gently kisses it and then my head. his kisses are just like fire, burning on my skin like hot flames. the strong smell of cigarettes was heavy in the air.

I looked down at myself and stared at my current state, his white t-shirt loosely hanging on one of my shoulders, his name visible on the other, no pants, and my thin black lace panties visible through the thin translucent material. he slowly untangles his hands from mine and bends down to pick up the spatula, he places it in the wash basin and pulls out a new one from the drawer below the hob. he pulls me to his side and joins my hands around him as he continues to cook. this gives me a chance to check him out the way I do every day and wish to for the rest of my life, Mattheo is my everything, and as I clutch onto his bare torso I wish to hold onto this moment forever like I do in every one of these little moments.

he's wearing a pair of loose black pants and his tousled hair has a way of driving me crazy. he finishes the sauce by adding some oregano seasoning and shuts off the gas, "How about we get you a little calm before the event, hmm what do you say doe?" he doesn't wait for my response as he nuzzles my neck and picks me up like a bride.

I don't squeal, and no sounds come out of my mouth I try to get a pleased hum out of my mouth, I think about it, it's on my tongue but the sound gets stuck in the back of the throat, and the pleasure dissolves my voice, it drowns me. he lays me on the white cotton sheets and pulls me by my ankles. his eyes shine in the dimly lit room, they say all that he wants to I understand him in a heartbeat. I throw my head back and his hickeys shine, they're his mark. he kisses my thigh and works his lips closer to my quim. I just know my legs will hurt the next day not only because is he about to absolutely wreck me but the of the way he marks my thighs and how bad they will sting.

my hands instinctively grab his hair, and I tangle my fingers between his curly hair as he places butterfly kisses on my pu..sy, he's teasing and I'm loving every second of it. but he doesn't tease long, he places my legs on each of his shoulders and eats me out. his tongue is thrusting in me at a fast pace while his hands hold my waist. his pace is getting steady. I try to suppress my moans by biting my lip but he instantly picks up on that, "No no my sweet doll let me hear you grace me with your heavenly calls of my name" I moan. trying to shut my lips is no use no matter how hard I try to, my feet are left rubbing on his back. knock knock

a knock on my bedroom door, that's what I hear. but instead of answering back I simply moan having no interest in the intruder's reason, "saya oh my god, bloody fuck! fuck your man later, there will be tons of time for that later we are going to be late for the event" i groan, how did she get in, "and don't be stupid enough to wonder how I got in i have your key remember, now orgasm later hoe" she can read minds and all I wish right now that she can read mine so she can hear all the colorful names I have for her. "baby let them be, there is still two hours for the signing, we can do the same as them" i hear a faint voice outside, one i recognise immediately.

my orgasm is ruined, and the building knots and clenching feelings are ruined by her arrival and her talking, I tug at Mattheo's hair and look at him apologetically, he's angry but there is not much I can do. I don't bother fixing myself decent, she's seen worse, and I open the door.

leia has the biggest smile on her face and her husband is in the back sitting on the couch, "you're a bitch", "and I'm proud of it Mrs pouty Face and hello to you too Mr pouty Face" she waves to Mattheo who I can confirm, is planning a murder, "I know I ruined your orgasm but in my defense that was the point", "you come to America and already start creating trouble so what time did you land?" she giggles, "about two hours ago I'm still jet lagged but let's put on some makeup and get you out of these rags so we can head to our event" chirpy as ever, she drags me to my room and I know she will take hours to get us ready, I fall back on my bed, we'll be here for ages.

we emerge from the room two hours later, we're running late but as usual, leia does not care. we walk out to see Mattheo and yoongi sitting on far ends of the living room, on their respective phones, they've never gotten along. leia drags both the boys to a car and even though late, we finally leave for the book signing. the evening turns out to be a success, meeting the fans and signing the books is a whole different experience, it's not my first time but it feels new each time.

leia is very chirpy and sweet with the people, social as always I'm not that chirpy but I'm glad we're doing this together, as best friends, side by side forever. we've been friends for over a decade and I couldn't be happier to have her by my side and to have Mattheo by my side as well, thinking about him reminds me of the news I'm yet to tell leia.

as the evening ends and the night starts to set in the four of us decide to walk home and as head back, I'm reminded once again of the news. I clutch mattheo's hand and call out her name, "leiaaa I have some news to share" She turns to look at me with her tired eyes, "I'm getting married" She stops in her steps, "You're getting married to him?! oh my god, I've waited for this moment for centuries it's finally happening congratulations you two!!!" I look at Mattheo to find his eyes already on me, we stare into each other's eyes.

"I'm so happy for you too, I have a wedding to plan because I'll be the maid of honor, obviously" I roll my eyes, "the theme of the wedding, the cake, the..." she's rambling but her words seem to fade as I feel myself get lost in mattheo's eyes. I'm home, where I belong. like a character in my book, I found my happily ever after. I say I do and I know this is my haven.