In Another Life ▻ Fiona Gallagher

09. chapter nine

Fiona followed Julian toward the bathroom with ease, hoping that the thoughts she'd been implying hadn't been too forward too quickly and wouldn't scare him off. They were both afraid of being abandoned and each showed it in their own ways, and it was evident that neither of them wanted to do things the wrong way and mess whatever was between them up again.

The two walked through the apartment to Julian's bedroom, then through that into the master bathroom. He moved toward the shower, turning on the faucet and adjusting the temperate. After making sure that it felt okay, Julian started to turn back to move toward his dresser. "Let me grab you something to wear after.. we can wash your clothes in the meantime if you want."

As Julian turned to step out of the bathroom, Fiona reached forward, grabbing his arm lightly to stop him. He turned to face her again, and as he did, she moved forward, pressing her lips against his as her arms slid up around his neck.

His brow arched at the sudden kiss, yet he accepted and returned it eagerly, his arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her in closer still. She let out a soft moan against his lips and used her arms around his neck to back herself against the wall, prompting him to pin her against it in response.

His hips pressed against hers as the kiss deepened, lips parting to allow access to each other's tongues as they moved together. His hands moved down from her waist to her hips, giving them a squeeze before they moved to her ass and did the same. After a moment, he lifted her up against him, prompting her to wrap her legs around him in response.

Fiona's hands moved from around his neck to pull at his clothing, removing his shirt first and tossing it aside, then doing the same with her own. He held onto her and as they stepped into the stream of the shower, Julian laughed as Fiona let out a little squeak of surprise at the feel of the water against her skin.

Fiona laughed as Julian did, the two of them working to continue removing the other's clothes.

Soon, his hand moved between them, slipping beneath the waistband of her panties and inside of them. As his fingertips grazed against her sensitive skin, Fiona let out a soft gasp, then a moan as they began to move in a slow but steady motion against her bundle of nerves.

Fiona's lips pressed more heatedly against Julian's and he let out a small groan of his own, feeling as she rolled her hips down to meet his fingers.

It had been so long since the two of them had been like this, yet he still remembered it all in intimate detail. The way she liked to be touched, the way that she liked to be fucked, and even the way that she'd moan that much louder when he hit just the right spot.

His fingers moved against her a bit longer before he moved them away, his lips trailing from hers, along her cheek and jaw, down to kiss and suck at her neck.

Fiona's head tipped back against the wall and her eyes closed as Julian sucked at her neck and collarbone, surely leaving marks behind in his wake. He was skilled at what he did, and even after all of this time, he seemed to read her like an open book.

Julian reached between them again, his hand pushing at his boxers enough to move them out of the way, taking his length into his hand and stroking it slowly. The two of them were both already pretty worked up, and at this point, they were only teasing each other.

Pushing her panties to the side, he teased her entrance, grinding his length back and forth between her folds at an almost tortuous pace.

Fiona whimpered at the feeling, squirming in his grasp to try and get more from him. "If you're going to fuck me, do it already, don't be a tease," she spoke, an urgency in her voice, though he could hear a pleading undertone.

He groaned at her words, and with that, pushed into her swiftly, drawing a loud groan from both of them as he filled her. Allowing her only a moment to adjust, his hips began to move against hers in a steady rhythm, hands squeezing at her hips as he guided them to meet his with each thrust.

Fiona's legs wrapped tightly around Julian's waist, hips moving against his, along with his guidance. One of her arms draped around his shoulders, keeping him close, her other hand moving to slip beneath his chin, guiding his lips away from her neck and back to hers.

Julian sighed into the kiss, a murmured groan of her name falling from his lips to hers as he basked in just how good it felt to be with her and be inside of her again after all of this time.

Fiona's arm remained around his shoulders, her hips pumping back against his, and as he picked up the pace, fucking her harder, he heard her moan louder.

A soft smirk played on his lips and his hips moved against hers more sharply and more quickly than before. He groaned into their kiss as she seemed to cling to him that much more, nails digging into his back with each slam of his hips.

With each passing moment, their moans grew louder and closer together as the movement of their hips grew more erratic. He could tell that she was growing close by the way that her mouth fell open, a soft pant leaving her lips with each moan, her eyes beginning to gloss over as her walls tightened around him.

Prompted by his desire to drive her completely over the edge, he moved a hand between them, his thumb finding her clit with ease, rubbing quick circles over the little bud.

The action drew a cry of pleasure from her lips louder than the ones before, breaking their kiss as her eyes rolled back before falling closed, head falling back against the tile. He could feel the way that she quivered in his arms, teetering over the edge as his name fell from her lips along with a series of curses.

"Fi.. come for me, baby," Julian urged her, lips gentle against her ear. He knew that once she let go, it would only take mere seconds for him to follow.

His words seemed to be enough, as after he spoke them, she let out another loud cry, followed by several more as her walls constricted and spasmed around him.

The feeling of her muscles around him seemed to milk him of his own release, lasting a few more thrusts before he reached his own climax with a loud long groan.

Julian continued to move somewhat erratically until they each were done, drawing an uncharacteristic whimper from Fiona as he slowed to a stop.

"Fuck," she murmured, letting out a breathy laugh as she pushed her hair away from her face, starting to try and catch her breath.

"That was.." Julian started, but was soon interrupted as Fiona spoke up again.

"Even better than you remember? Yeah, same."

He let out a laugh at that, nodding, "Yeah, exactly."

Julian bit down on his lip in the center, looking at the brunette in his arms with a fondness that he'd held onto for years, only accentuated by what they'd just done. After another moment or so, he cleared his throat, carefully setting her down on her feet and stepping back from her.

"You're still a mess," he smirked, looking at the bits of batter still in her hair.

As she started to open her mouth to protest, he pointed to her hair to remind her what he'd meant. Fiona laughed then, shaking her head. "Oh.. right. Well, let's get cleaned up. I think we've both worked up a fair bit of appetite now," she grinned up at him.

He rolled his eyes playfully at her joking, moving to grab the soap and shampoo, offering her one of the bottles as he started with the other.

"I missed you, you know," he spoke softly.

"I know," she nodded. "I missed you too."

// author's note:

so this is a bit short, i know. plus, it's been so long since i've written smut, so forgive me if this is bad. 

also, i'm super excited for the new show roswell, new mexico? because new trevino gifs to use when i make manips? yes please