A Kiss From Lucifer (Mac smutfic)

Holding

Mac led Beth back into the house, keeping his hand on the small of her back. Beth's mind was swimming with their kiss. It had felt strange, and surprisingly comfortable. She felt calm when he kissed her. She did t know what she would've felt when he kissed her, she was expecting fireworks, but not calmness.

Mac was also thinking about the kiss as well. He had kissed women before, but that was usually when he was fucking them. But the kiss he shared with Beth felt different. So much different. A good kind of different. He wouldn't mind kissing her every day. He quickly shook the thought away. He allowed one kiss. No more.

When they entered the house, Beth was shivering so badly that her teeth were chattering. "C'mon. Let's get ya to bed." Mac muttered. Beth just nodded. All she wanted was to lay down in a nice warm bed and snuggle into the sheets. Mac took her into the bedroom. Once she was sitting on the soft bed, Mac headed over to the dresser and started digging through a drawer. When he finally resurfaced, he had a pair of pajama pants and a long sleeved flannel. "Figured yer cold." He mumbled.

"Thanks." Beth whispered. She took the clothes from him silently, and started to remove her wife beater. Once it was off, however, she felt Mac's warm, calloused hands grabbing her sides softly. She paused, just taking in the feeling of him touching her in a non-perverted way. She closed her eyes as his hands moved down to her hips. He slowly started to run small circles as his lips met her bite mark.

Mac had no idea what he was doing. He wasn't even horny. He just had the urge to hold her. To feel her under his fingertips. He kissed her bite mark, feeling torn between loving that he claimed her, and guilty that he hurt her. Yet the small amount of guilt was nothing compared to the satisfaction of the feeling that he conquered her. He dominated her. She was his forever, and the bite mark proved it.

Mac pulled away and took Beth's hand. He led her to the bed again, tossing the sheets aside. Beth giggled and climbed in, her back facing him. "Why'd you even get the clothes if you're just gonna cuddle me?" She asked as Mac crawled into the bed behind her.

"I dunno." He mumbled, wrapping his arm around her waist and holding her close.

Beth was silent. She felt herself starting to warm up in Mac's strong embrace. She couldn't stop thinking about them. Were they even a thing? Boyfriend and girlfriend, maybe? She'd had bed boyfriends in the past, Jimmy being the longest lasting one. Yet with all of them, she never felt the way Mac made her feel. Yes at first she was terrified of him, which was something new. But now that they've both changed, she felt comfortable with him. What were they a thing?

Not knowing the answer, she closed her eyes and slowly drifted away into dreamland.