Sydrian

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"Hey Sage?" Adrian asked. "Can i talk to you for a sec? Eddie take my turn?"

Eddie nodded and i shrugged, before following Adrian from Clarence's billiard room . Once we were outside and he'd closed the french doors i asked him what was up, but he just shook his head and lead me through to the stable. 

"Adrian, whats going on?" I asked, stepping into the empty kitchen. I had no idea what he could want. I turned around to face him. "why won't you-"

before i could finish my sentence Adrian silently reached out and pulled me towards him. He lowered his mouth to mine , his lips demanding and firm, causing me to give in  and wrap my arms around his meck as he kissed me. He took a step forward, which forced me to take a step back. he backed me up step by step, until my back pressed against the kitchen counter. i tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer, while his hands traveled lower, tracing my spine before splaying out over my hip. With a stifled groan he pulled me up onto the counter.

I pulled away, leaning back against the cabinets, trying to catch my breath. "What are you doing?" I asked with a smile.

"Kissing my girlfriend." He leaned forward and pressed his forehead against mine. "Why? You gotta problem with that?"

I sighed and pushed him back a little. "No problem with the kissing," I said ruefully. "Just a problem with the kissing taking place in Clarence's kitchen. I thought we agreed?"

"Would you rather we go to Clarence's bedroom? He's taking a nap right now, but I bet he's a heavy sleeper. We probably wouldn't wake him..." Seeing my unamused expression Adrian huffed like a petulant child. 

I laughed, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and pulling myself to the edge of the counter. He dropped his hands to my knees, pressing them tightly to his hips as he stood between my legs. "I said we needed a separation of casual time and business time. Now would be one of those business times."

"But we're hanging out playing pool," he said incredulously. "That's casual."

"But we're at Clarence's," I countered. "That's business."

He scoffed. "Not even you can think this visit qualifies as business."

I held firm, refusing to give in this time. Last week, he'd dragged me out behind the house to one of the gardens for an impromptu make out session. I hadn't been complaining at the time, but afterwards I'd realized we were pushing our limits a little. If we kept this behavior up it was only a matter of time until we were caught in a compromising position.

 I'd rather just keep our relationship between me and Adrian for as long as possible. 

Adrian smiled angelically, clearly changing tactics when he realized his argument was getting him nowhere, and ran his hands up and down my thighs. "I just missed you is all," he whispered sweetly to me. "You haven't come over in a couple of days and I wanted to see you."

I gave him a yeah right type of look and his innocent half smile dropped, replaced instead by a brusque, business demeanor.

"Fine, Sage. Five minutes. I just want five minutes of your time and I won't bother you again for the rest of the day."

"It's already been almost two minutes," I said, checking my internal clock.

Adrian smiled slyly. "Then I've got three minutes left." He leaned forward and kissed me, pulling me closer to him.

"Mmm," I murmured, trying to pull back again. "Adrian, what if someone walks in?"

"Sage. No one's going to walk in," he assured me. "No one comes in the kitchen besides Dorothy and she's out grocery shopping." He smirked and I shook my head, but couldn't stop the grin that spread across my face.

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