Looking Beyond

Chapter 4: Rules and Unmet Needs

A/N: Here's my warning: 

There's no sugar-coating this, so MILD SMUT AHEAD. Read if you dare. 

     "What do you think happened?" Savannah whispered loudly to Erik, as they stumbled their way back up the stairs.

     "Vannah-Girl, she was lookin' pretty fine." A loud noise quieted the duo. "Did that sound like a headboard hitting the wall?"

     Savannah smirked. "Yes. Yes it did." She took Erik's hand. "Looks like you're staying with me tonight!"

     Erik arched an eyebrow at her. "You know, I never got my present from you."

     "Dinner and drinks weren't enough?"

     Erik shook his head. "I was hoping for dessert."

     Savannah licked her lips. "Fine." She pulled Erik into her room.

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     Erik stopped and stood by Savannah's bed. "I don't have another change of clothes."

     "Strip down to your shorts then."

     "Vannah-Girl, you don't need to use thinly veiled attempts to get me into bed with you." His eyes had a mischievous glint to them.

     Savannah was in the midst of changing herself into the t-shirt and Disney-themed pajama bottoms she usually wore to bed. "You're trying to use your charm on me? Has it been that long for you E?"

     Erik scratched the back of his head and looked to the side. "I guess."

     Savannah put her hand on his shoulder. "Me too. Remember the rules?"

     Erik nodded his head slowly. "No kissing on the lips, no full-on sex, and we never speak of it."

     Savannah grinned. "Good." She tugged Erik's boxers down and lightly shoved him onto her bed.

     Erik hissed sharply as Savannah dragged her fingernails down his thighs before she engulfed his arousal with her mouth. "Vannah-Girl!" He tangled his fingers into her dark brown hair as her head bobbed up and down him.

     Savannah looked up and locked eyes with Erik. "Mmm..."

     Erik lowered his eye lids. "Vannah-Girl. Stop." He tugged her hair up.

     "What's wrong E? I had a good rhythm going!" Savannah gave a small pout. "You looked like you were enjoying yourself."

     "I was, but that's not what I wanted for my birthday." He helped her to her feet.

     "But..." Savannah tried to argue.

     "No buts. I'm the birthday boy, and I get to say what I want to do."

     Savannah swallowed hard. With Erik, things could go several different ways – none of which she could predict. "Fine then. What would you like to do Erik?"

     "Take your clothes off." He stated bluntly.

     Savannah's bright blue eyes widened in shock. "Erik, the rules..."

     "The rules say nothing about me getting to see you naked." He crossed his arms across his chest. "I have my reasons."

     "The things I do for you..." She pouted as she removed her clothing and tossed it unceremoniously at the side of her bed. "There. I'm naked. Now what?"