The Art of Loving

[9] Antique Statues

Sorry about the slight wait for this chapter, I'm busy with university and I'm struggling with the chapter that is supposed to come after this. I know I've set high expectations and I'm very happy about that so I don't want to disappoint you guys now after such a long wait ;) So I'm still writing and improving on the next chapter, but I'm hoping I'll be able to post it relatively soon. For now, I'll let you enjoy this chapter, and I'm already looking forward to your reactions! 😊

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When they got to his flat, Brian searched his pockets for his keys, freaking out a little when he couldn't find them. "Ellie," he complained, running a hand through his hair. "I did bring the keys, didn't I?" He was incredibly frustrated by the fact that they had to wait even longer now.

"Oh! No, you didn't, but I did, you gave them to me," she explained, quickly opening her small handbag.

Brian was bouncing on the balls of his feet, obvious very impatient to finally get the last barriers out of the way so they could finally be alone with each other. "Finally," he huffed when he heard the familiar clinking sounds of the keys coming from Ellie's handbag.

She held them out for him and he tried to unlock the door, fumbling with the keys because he was quite obviously not entirely focussed on the task at hand. "Oh for fucks sake," Ellie exclaimed quietly and took the keys from him. "Let me see this... you're obviously not thinking with your brain at the moment."

Brian chuckled and wrapped his arms around her from the side, kissing her cheek. "It's all your fault, you know? You didn't even do up that button on your shirt again and from up here I've been getting an incredible view," he told her, kissing her cheek. "I hope you know that you're gorgeous, and incredibly sexy.."

"I don't want to sound arrogant, but... I know I'm not ugly," she smirked at him and finally pushed the front door of the building open.

Brian chuckled and let her go inside first, following not far behind her. He made sure the door was locked again before he hurried up the stairs after her. Again they had to open a door, but luckily Ellie's fingers were a bit more skilled and she managed to open that last barrier. Brian pushed the door open so quickly that it hit the wall with a rather loud thud, startling both of them.

Ellie flinched and looked at him before she laughed. "Let's hope that you're going to be a bit gentler with me," she told him and winked at him.

Brian laughed and carefully closed the door, locking it securely. "Don't worry, I'll be as hard or as gentle as you want it, my dear.." He turned around and winked at her, and that was all it took for Ellie to close the little distance between them.

She wrapped her arms around him, walking him back until he was leaning against the wall. He was quick to pull her closer, kissing her deeply. They weren't drunk, but the few drinks they had had were enough for Ellie to get over her nervousness about sleeping with him again - as the journey back to Brian's flat had shown. She was incredibly comfortable around him, in his arms, kissing him as if there was no tomorrow. When his hands started wandering, tugging on her clothes, she didn't object in the slightest. Quite the opposite, her hands mirrored the actions of his, tugging at his shirt, undoing more and more buttons on his shirt until his heavily moving chest was free to her hands to explore, to touch, to tease.

But that wasn't enough for Ellie. Slowly she pulled away from his lips, leaving a trail of hot, feathery kisses down to his neck, to his nipples, teasing them with her lips and tongue until Brian couldn't take it anymore. He pulled her away gently, looking at her with an intense expression. "Ellie," he breathed, swallowing heavily. "You wanna go lie down?"