Crimson Discretions.

18| Affection In Discretion.

18| Affection In Discretion.

    Their lips locked in a firey kiss and Orea melted in his arm as he held her waist. Her left hand glided through his hair while her other hand hugged his neck, their breathe mixed as they moved their lips against each other, the room filed with their moans of passion and satisfaction. Oreas back hit the walls as Ceaser bit her lower lips, prodding her mouth so she allow him entrance which she did. Moans escaped her mouth before she could stop them.

He lifted her up by her but and her legs wrapped around his torso. His hands found their way to her breast and he kneaded them, his mouth left her mouth and shifted to her neck, sucking, kissing, kneading while Orea moaned, she pulled at his clothes to which Ceaser placed her leg down, understanding what she wanted, her hands found his tee, and she pulled it over his head while he helped her out of her top. Clothes flew around the room and the two of them stood before each other, stark naked and painting.

"You don't know how long I have been waiting for this," Ceaser stated, his breathe heavy as he rested his head on Orea's.

"I am glad to hear that," She replied the then their lips connected once again, her head roamed all over his biceps and found their way to his hair, his mouth latched on her nipple while she moaned in ecstacy, they pleasured each other in all ways they could, then Orea landed on the bed, her mind unable to comprehend the pleasure she was getting.

His finger flicked her clitoris, his mouth pleased her nipples while she moaned, hands in his hair, another finger in, Orea had drowned in ecstacy, Her finger digged on his back when his hard on made itself known by her entrance, her body tensed as he entered her, Orea closed her eyes, moaning in discomfort. This made Ceaser stiffen, "You are tight, what's wrong?" He questioned.

"Don't stop, keep going," Orea responded, eyes closed. Ceaser furrowed his brow yet he continued, he moved himself against her again and Orea tried yet she couldn't hide her discomfort.

" Are you a virgin? " he questioned. Orea didn't reply him, instead she thrusted forward, willing him to continue, "Orea!" He warned with a groan.

"Just continue Ceaser, don't keep me waiting," She thrusted forward again. Ceaser kissed her in a fiery kiss, locking her attention to the kiss, then without warning, he entered at once and Orea cried out, hands digging on his bare back. He whispered words of comfort before thrusting inside her, his pace slow at first as he waited for Orea to adjust to his length, then he kept up his pace. Leaving Orea to writhe and squirm beneath him.

He thrusted hard and fast, throwing Orea in a world of pleasure. Soon they both climaxed, Ceaser pulled out and released himself on her stomach, he layed beside her and placed her head on his chest, "Thank you," He told Orea, then he kissed her forehead and stood up, Orea grabbed him, her gaze filled with disappointment.

"Are you leaving?" Her exhausted voice was mixed with defeat, Ceaser smiled and shook his head.

"We need to get you clean" on hearing his reply, Orea relaxed and nodded, her cheeks heating up. " I will be right back," he added, then he made his way to the bathroom to get a towel, he dipped it in water and wiped her clean, starting from her stomach to her thighs. "You are beautiful, you have always been beautiful but now you look heavenly," His soft words brushed against her ears, Orea couldn't believe she could blush so hard.

She had no idea how to answer him so she just smiled, Ceaser returned the towel, then he laid on the bed beside her and placed her head on his chest while his hand patted down her hair. " Do you think he will be caught?" Orea questioned.

" I don't think so, I know so. And I will catch him myself, then I will make him wish he was never born," Ceaser replied, Orea's heart fluttered at the promise of torture he had for the serial killer. Orea drew small circles on his chest, " I thought all of this was enough distraction for you, was I not good enough? Maybe you need more distractions. How about we go for another round?" He questioned, his voice edging around a tease.

" Ceaser," Orea hit his chest her cheek tingling , " you are such a tease, I liked you better when you were quiet!" Ceaser chuckled, then they both got enveloped in silence, before she knew it, Orea was sound asleep and Ceaser soon followed, though the thought of capturing the killer sooner loomed in his mind.

When her eyes opened, Orea had a smile on her face, despite the ache of her body she was glad last night happened. Thoughts filled her mind at the thought of how Ceaser had cleaned her up last night. Her gaze lingered on the red patch on the bed. He was her first yes! Orea had tried yet she was never able to go through sex with any of her past boyfriends. Infact they never lasted more than two months before she broke up with them. No man had been as sexually appeasing to her as Ceaser had been.

She rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom for a Shower only to remember that she was in Ceaser's room, her cheek burned in a blush, wrapping the sheet around her as she contemplated on weather to bathe in his room or head to hers. The door opened and Ceaser walked in, " hey!" He said.

"Hey," Orea replied, her teeth finding her lips.

" I brought you breakfast," he informed, lifting the tray in his hand, a plate of omelette and a cup warm chocolate placed on it, Orea smiled.

" Thanks, " he placed the tray in front of her, sat down on the bed and pecked her cheek. "You are beautiful," he told her.

" How many times will you tell me that?"

" As much as I have to," Orea couldn't stop blushing.

~P-Lia~

*Phew*

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