Requested by: me pooks
That's... just read PT 1 if you want lore, or don't if you want smut. You be you. (it's slightly rushed but they don't pay me for this so deal w/ it.)
The next day, Financier returned to Espresso's place of work. Of course, he had never actually left; he rarely does. She opened the door and found him sitting at his desk, writing down what appeared to be notes from a study he was reading. He didn't actually notice she was there so she had to approach him to have him acknowledge her.
The click-clack of her steel-toed boots was a giveaway, and his head immediately shot up as she approached.
"Ah, Financier! You being here makes me assume it went well, right?" He asked, spinning around in his chair.
"Yes, they did approve of the ordeal. My only worry is that the Consul wasn't informed in time... or even at all. I wouldn't want him worrying or anything- my intent was just to leave smoothly." She sighed, and took a seat beside him on a stool. She crossed her legs and looked at the ceiling, tilting her head in thought. "How easily do you fall in love?" She asked, her gaze never leaving the roof.
Espresso sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "In a just paladin-mage way, not easily. Us as friends: very fucking easily. I was in love with Madeleine at a time, but then someone caught him slipping sleeping pills in my drink and THAT was over. He swore they were for a rival of his, but that's not justifiable either."
"Paladins do everything. Why do you think there's so many cases of us being scandalous? It's just how it works. None of us are really innocent because all of our leaders and team members are corrupt... god I'd kill to live in one of the ancients' kingdoms." She sighed and leaned forward in her chair, gazing slightly at Espresso's surprisingly firm figure. She bit her lip very subtly, which Espresso noticed almost immediately.
"Do you have an... ulterior motive for this arrangement?" He questioned as he closed his book and put it away in a neatly organized drawer. It looked as if he examined her as well, and he raised an eyebrow with curiosity.
Financier blushed. "What? No! That's.. Well I mean you're a nice and ho- good looking individual, but i-it's..." She stammered, catching herself as she spewed what her heart said and not her mind. It was clear that the secret was out, though it wasn't much of a secret to begin with.
All of the sudden, Espresso grabbed the collar of her shirt and pulled her close, causing her to yelp. Their bodies pressed together from chest to thigh, their warm breath both being felt on each other's cheek. "Are you sure?" He asked, raising an eyebrow playfully.
Financier's face relaxed as you could probably guess what happened next. Their lips connected, bringing them together for a soft, sensual kiss. Espresso's hands found themselves at her hips, slowly moving back to move to her ass. She placed her arms on his neck, holding them together as they kissed.
After a moment, Espresso pulled away, his face red with blush. "Very, very easily." He chuckled before picking her up bridal style. She yelped again, embarrassed. "What? Don't tell me you were going to kiss me without doing a bit more."
He carried her over into the single-stalled bathroom and placed her on the closed toilet seat (don't worry it's a clean bathroom, not a nasty ass school bathroom). He began to unbutton his shirt, and Financier did the same. As soon as both their shirts were off, they engaged in a more rough and sloppy kiss. Their chests pressed together as he straddled her, causing her to be sat on his lap.
"Mmn..~ Espresso..~" She moaned, their tongues dancing and twirling together as she began to grind against his bulge.
"Oh, you're eager...~" He said, pulling away. "I'm all yours."
"Oh? I'm leading?" She giggled, unzipping his fly and pulling out the full package. His cock practically sprung out of his pants, the veins popping out which only fueled her desire. She shuffled off her pants and panties, showing Espresso her goodness.
"Stop teasing me!" He whined playfully, beginning to slowly stroke himself as she flaunted. After a few seconds, she stopped his hand and removed it. She positioned herself over his cock and impaled herself on it. "Oh fuck!~" He groaned.
She began to ride him, kissing him along the way. Their combined moans started to flood the room, along with the wet slapping sound of her bouncing up and down on him. "Please..!~ Mmngh!~" She moaned, gripping his shoulders.
He placed his hands on her hips and forced her deeper, gradually taking control of the situation. This just made her moan and whimper louder, the sound of their bodies touching causing even more arousal between them too. He could feel his orgasm growing by the second, but he didn't want to cause anything between them so he helped her off of him.
"You're done? But you haven't finished?" She asked as he got up, but he didn't move after he stood.
"Suck." He demanded, pulling her hair and throwing her (gently) to her knees. Financier quickly obliged, taking his hard cock into her mouth and beginning to suck.
She moved her head on it, taking his length deeper and deeper into her mouth as time went on. She moaned around the head as she swirled her tongue around it, driving Espresso closer.
His hips started to buck towards her face as his climax approached, his grip on her hair tightening. "Oh fuck...~ Financier!~" He groaned as he neared his climax.
This was Financier's queue to suck harder, beginning to deep throat him. With a loud moan and some shaking, he shot his seed deep in the back of her throat. She let out a loud groan of pure ecstasy, pulling away and allowing his sticky liquid to drip out of her mouth and onto her breasts.
"That was why I pulled out a bit early..." He said shakily, sitting down on the floor to prevent himself from collapsing. "So, was this what you wanted?"
"I wanted an actual relationship, but I suppose this is a start." She said, smiling.
After a few minutes of rest, the couple put on their clothes and continued to work on Espresso's projects. They were both happy, and that's what mattered.
