Stay Away From My Window

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***A/N sexual content***

"You seem to be spending a lot of time with this Stevie girl...do you like her?" My mother calls me out of the blue Monday afternoon. I'm in the middle of penning another love scene between Lands and Selene. The animators are starting to tease me, they seem to think I' in love or something...if only they knew. "Well, I like spending time with her" I'm evading the answer, not because I'm being a dick but because I want to keep Stevie to myself for a while. The second I confirm my mother's suspicions about how I really feel, she'll start inviting us over so she can interrogate/study my girlfriend. Or not-girlfriend, still haven't clarified.

"Well?" she needles and I can't help but be amused "Well what?" exasperated she sighs on her end of the phone "Lindsey Buckingham do I have to drag every detail out of you?" well I ain't volunteering, my phone beeps and I pull it away from my ear. Notification from Stevie..."Mom, I gotta go I'll see you Sunday for brunch at the club okay?" she's frustrated, and not satisfied with my answers but she lets me go, but not before one last quip "You must be in love, otherwise you wouldn't be so secretive" well she's got me there, but I'm not confirming or denying anything "Bye mom"

Ringing off I look down at Stevie's message, my face growing flush when I read it

Stevie>Meet me in the Copy room 😉❤

Lindsey>Something up?

Stevie>Not yet...

Oh boy, it's barely two o'clock people are still milling around the office. Does she want to...I mean is she asking to? I hope so, God I really hope so. After dropping Mick off at his house gin soaked and screaming apologies to Jenny, I had to go home to an empty apartment. I lay in bed all night thinking about my little...session with Stevie. The way she felt, the sounds she made, the way she tasted on my lips...it was a long night. A long, hard, frustrating night. If I had the balls I would have read Mick the riot act for interrupting. If it weren't for him-well we would have gotten further than were we ended. I'm not sure we would have gone all the way, but further.

Casually, and I'm not sure why since no one pays attention to me anyway, I slip out of my office and down the hall past the main bull pen. The copy room is in a small corner behind the supply closet and it's one of the few small rooms with a lock on it. Looking not the least bit suspicious, and by that I mean very suspicious, I knock on the door softly "Stevie?" I hear something rustle and one of the locks clicks, then the other. A delicate hand reaches outside pulling me in the room by my shirt front.

"Took you long enough hero" giggling she presses my back against the wall nearest the monstrous copier nearby "What if someone needs to make copies?" she locks the door smiling, then slinks back over to me "Too bad" good answer. There's another copy room on the eleventh floor they can take an elevator ride "Now, where were we last night?" she doesn't want us to go that far does she? "I-well we were sort of on my couch" her lips press against my adam's apple.

"Yeah, if I recall correctly my hand was..." the tips of her fingers feather over my trouser front playing with my zipper. I take her in my arms nuzzling my lips against her throat, slowly circling my growing erection with her fingers she hums moving her head to the side to grant me more access. Eager and more than a bit turned on I kiss and suck at her pulse, her collar questing north to her mouth. I discovered I enjoying kissing. Enjoy isn't the best word, I love it. And it's all the more wonderful because of how soft and sweet Stevie is under my lips.

She hums, and giggles, and sighs, and moans and before I know it I've backed her against the wall. I wish we were back at my place. I want to see her, all of her. Heat burns my cheeks as our kisses become deeper and more passionate; leaning her head back against the wall Stevie's chest heaves, her breasts rising with each breath. Something comes over me and I kiss down her throat burying my face between her sweet mounds kissing as much of her creamy skin as I can.

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