A special and long overdue dedication to @Kita239
I nearly collapsed when I walked into my and my boyfriend's apartment. Not really meaning to, I slammed the door shut. I placed my jacket and purse on the table. I kicked off my shoes and picked them up; I also took my hair down and shook it out.
"Bad day?" my boyfriend asked from the living room.
I trudged to the room, "No, just a boring day. Nothing but paperwork! Liv wanted me to just rest for a bit."
"Well," said Rafael, "You were at your wits end on the last case. You did not come home for days during that one."
"But that's just how I am!" I exclaimed.
"I know," he sighed, "Just calm your ass down and come sit."
"Don't tell my ass what to do. It has rights," I stuck my tongue out.
I walked into our bedroom. I changed into an old Harvard shirt Rafael had. I decided to remain in my underwear mainly because it was laundry day, and I was too lazy to search for pants. However, I thought teasing Rafael would be a terribly good thing to do. I pulled up the shirt and looked at my body. The plan was going to be perfect!
I walked out to the living room. Rafael caught a glimpse of me, and his eyes widened. He quickly turned them back to their normal state. He probably thought I did not notice.
"When do you go to Harvard?" he asked as I sat down.
"About four years ago," I laughed.
"Hmm, so how was it there?" he wrapped his arms around me.
"Boring," I replied, "They ran out of vodka."
He grinned, "I do like you in that shirt, but I would much rather it be on the floor."
"Woah," I giggled, "Easy there tiger. I'm still unwinding."
"Maybe I can help," he began to kiss my neck.
I moaned a little, "I think wine would help."
"I'll go get some," he stopped kissing me and went to the kitchen.
It was freezing in the apartment, so I pulled a blanket over my body. I turned on the TV to some random late night talk show. I watched Rafael as he carefully poured the wine into our glasses. He gave mine a little bit more.
"I hope you aren't planning to take advantage of me," I joked as he handed me the glass.
He frowned, "I would never dream of it."
"Too soon?" I asked.
"Yeah," he replied.
I took a sip from the glass, "What's up with you lately? You seem a little down."
He sighed, "I just wish we spent more time together."
I laughed, "What are you talking about? We see each other all the time."
"I want to spend time together outside of work," he set down his glass.
I said, "You want me to go on a yacht with you or something?"
"No," he raised an eyebrow, "just something different."
"Don't worry," I kissed him, "We will do something, but right now, it's a clear cool night. I'm a little cold, and I need some heating up. Do you have any ideas?"
His mouth twitched, "A few."
"Do you now?" I leaned in.
He pulled me into a rough kiss. I fought back, but he ultimately won. He was a lawyer after all. I ran my fingers through his short brown hair. The blanket fell off of my body. Rafael took advantage of this; his hands traveled down my back and under the shirt. He hands were about to unclasp my bra, but before he could do that, I tackled him and was on top of him.
I broke the kiss, "Did you think I would be that easy?"
"I was hoping you wouldn't," he smirked.
"Oh really now?" I began to lift the shirt over my head.
"No," he stopped me, "I want to take it off."
"Oh look at you being feisty," I commented.
He replied, "It is my shirt."
I shrugged, "You have a point. I'll throw you a bone. Go ahead."
He tried, but I slapped his hands away.
"What's wrong? Why can't you get it off?" I teased.
"You are really going to get it," he growled.
I leaned down to whisper in his ear, "Prove it."
He did just that. He flipped me over to where he was on top. He hastily took the shirt and threw it across the room. He bent down to kiss me wildly. I was shocked, but I enjoyed this rougher side to Rafael. He got up off of me and grabbed me off the couch.
Like a true gentlemen he asked, "Am I being too rough?"
I kissed his lips and said, "Not at all."
"Then shall we continue?" he pointed to the bedroom.
"Oh we shall!" I exclaimed as I walked towards the room, making sure that I did a nice strut for Rafael.
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