Only forever (Casualty)

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Hannah opened the door to see Cal. She looked to him and sighed. "Can I help you?" She asked.

"I wanted to see Ella. If that's okay?"

"Sure. I don't want you to not see her. She's your daughter too. My dad doesn't want the money back Cal. So can we just move on from all of that?" Hannah asked.

Cal sighed and shrugged. "I don't know. Too much has happened. And you lied to me. I can't handle all of this. I didn't want you to get the money from your dad. I would have figured it all out," he told her.

Hannah smiled. "I know. Can we just move on? I miss you. I miss us," she said as she looked to him.

Cal walked into the house. He saw Ella and picked her up. "Daddy has missed you my angel girl. Daddy is back now," he told her.

Cal and Hannah put Ella to bed. Hannah grabbed his hand and smiled. "I want you."

"I want you too."

Cal watched as Hannah got down on her knees. She pulled his trousers down. He made a light whimper, biting his lower lip as he watched her place him in her mouth.

Looking up at him, she bobbed her head, taking him deeper. He reached his hand to the back of her head, entangling it in her hair.

Hannah released him, licking around his length and then took him back into her mouth, bobbing even deeper. Tom tightened his grip on her hair but left her in control.

"Beautiful." He groaned when she took part of him down her throat and held him there for as long as she could before pulling off to gasp for air.

She repeated the maneuver three more times, holding him longer with each pass.

Cal's hips bucked and the grip on her hair tightened, stopping her from continuing longer.

He gently pulled to get her to her feet, pressing his lips firmly to hers as he walked her towards her bed, and spun her so her back pressed against his chest.

Holding her firmly in place with his left arm, he reached his right hand under the skirt of her dress and into her underwear, kissing her neck when she softly moaned.

Hannah's arms lifted, reaching to hold onto the back of his head as she twisted to kiss him.

He used his ministrations to gauge her readiness, all while inching her closer to the bed.

Once he was satisfied he pushed her to all fours and leaned close enough to whisper in her ear. "Don't move."

Her heart raced as she waited, glancing over her shoulder when she heard him fumbling with a box. "Babe. Thank god you remembered that," she said.

Cal lifted her shirt pulling her underwear down without bothering to remove them, thrusting in harder and faster than she had expected.

"Fuck..." The word was inhaled.

"You okay?" The question had sounded sincere, but he hadn't slowed down.

"Yeah... uh huh." The breathy words were more moaned that spoken drawing a smirk from the man plowing into her.

Cal's pace had leveled out compared to his abrupt entry. He appeared content with the position, something Anna wouldn't complain about since she was a fan herself.

His fingers slid to the front of her dress, slowly unfastening the buttons.

His arm slipped around her waist, continuing to thrust as he pulled her so that her back pressed against his chest allowing him to tug the dress free from her arms and toss it to the floor.

Hannah dropped to the bed again, groaning into her pillow when she felt her bra loosen around her ribcage.

She wiggled it off, shoving the garment in the general direction of the floor.

More of his body weight pressed against her, an adjustment that only made each thrust feel more intense, as hands slid up her torso.

She whimpered when her nipples were tweaked, bucking her hips against him.

He pinched slightly harder and she groaned, grumbling incoherently into the pillow. Cal's hand gripped her hair, tugging to elevate her head. "What was that?"

"Do it again Knight."

He chuckled, dropping his hold on her hair as his hands returned to her nipples. He was careful not to squeeze too hard, using the bouncing of her hips as a blueprint. When he began circling the puckered peaks, much like he would a clit,

Her body stilled and her chest lifted for better access. Her moaning increasing in volume until he felt her tighten around him.

Cal lessened the touch as he coaxed her down, giving into his own release when she was close to collapsing on the bed.

Hannah moaned as Cal pulled out of her. He looked to her and smiled. "So. How was that?" He asked.

Hannah grinned and looked to him. She smiled. "It was good. Better than good. Always amazing with you," she said as she cuddled into him.

Cal held her close and smiled. "We're gonna make things work. I know we are. We have to do it somehow. For Ella," he told her.

"I know. I hope we can."

"I hope we can too."

***
Hannah went into work the next morning. She smiled as she saw Lexie. "So I had sex last night. With Cal."

"Wow. Are you back together?" Lexie asked as she looked to her. She smiled. "You clearly are as you have a huge glow on your face."

Hannah shrugged and smiled. "I have no idea. I want us to be. But he thinks I was wrong for taking the money from my dad. I agree, I should have talked to him more. But I did it for us. So he didn't have to struggle."

Lexie smiled. "You're gonna make it work. You're both special enough to. Plus you have Ella too. And she needs her mummy and daddy together. So I think if you can make it work, then make it work. You and Cal deserve happiness. And you're both happy when you're together."

Hannah knew how she wanted to make it work with Cal. But she had no idea if Cal even wanted them to be together.

***
Cal walked over to Hannah. He smiled. "Hey. Do you wanna go for dinner tonight? To talk about us?" He asked.

Hannah smiled and nodded. "I'd love that. I could ask Lexie to have Ella?"

"Sure. I'll pick you up tonight."

Cal nodded and kissed her head before he walked off. But given all they had been through, could they make it work?