I Can't Let You Go

Argument

"It did not go how I planned." Em told Kit in the next day. She was laying in his arms. Her head was on his shoulder and she was caressing his chest. His arms were around her. They were two lovers that night. Two lowers with many sexual desires. Two souls what became one. They were having mind blowing sex last night... they couldn't stop for hours.
"I want to remind you. You were the one who started." Kit told her.
"Me? It was me who pushed the other one to the wall? And fucked her with his fingers?" Em raised her head and asked him.
"No. You were just... you. If you really wanted me to go why you did not send me away? It is easy." Kit wipe away a lock from her face.
"I did not want you to leave... But we... can't do this Kit." Em answered and put her head back to his shoulder. "It is... too risky."
"I've talk with Ed a lot. He... told me to break up with her. Do not care about the pregnancy or anything and the more I think about it ... I am more sure he was right."
"If she is really pregnant with your child?"
"Then I take care of my child but that not means I have to stay with Rose. I... know it is a selfish decision but... I can't let you go Em. And once in this life I ... have to be selfish." He explained while playing with her hair.
"She will use it against you. If you leave her... she... turn all media against you." Em stated.
"I am okay with it. People love me as a bad guy. So I'll be a bad guy." Kit joking.
"It is not funny." Em was still caressing his chest.
"I can't do this anymore Em. Christmas is coming. She wants us to go home and announce the pregnancy in front of the family. I have to make a step before it happens. I... can't let this happen."
They were remaining in silence. Emilia liked the idea but it was too dangerous. For Kit. And if she is really pregnant ... that move will destroy their future too. She ashamed but she doesn't want to be the stepmother of her child.
"Em?" Kit hated when she is too quiet.
"Do you have the number of her gynecologist?" She raised her head again and looked to him.
"No. But I think I can get it."
"I have an idea." Em answered and gave a kiss to him. " and if it works that make things clear."
"Em I told you. No matter... I am going to..." he started but she stopped him. She placed her finger to his mouth.
"I cannot be a part of your life if she... is really pregnant with your child. I ... don't wanna live with the fact... I ruin an innocent child life. Just send me the number when you can. Okay?" She sighed.
"Sure" he frowned and caressing her cheek.
"And I think you still... have to force her to go to the doctor with you. I..."
"Emilia can we stop talking about her for now? Please." Kit voice was a bit nervous. "We have a problem yes but... right now I wanna enjoy your company and not talking about her continuously."
Em took a deep breath and sat on the bed. Kit placed his hand to her back.
"Did I say something wrong?"
"Right now. I am the third part of this fucking situation. Right now I am the whore who slept with her fiance. I am glad you can jump over this thing quite easily but I can't." She answered angrily.
"You know I care about it. But what do you want me to do?"
"Buy her a pregnancy test. Tell her you are not sure about you are the father of her child. Or I don't know." She answered and raised her voice.
"Em I... "
"No. I heard enough explanation." She looked at him "Do you even think through how much I risk ... for us? To be with you? And nothing changes. Always the same. End up in bed. Like I am just your sex partner. Then you leave me here and promise me... you are gonna solve it. And you say you wants to enjoy your time with me? Really? You know what? I can't. Not in this way."
"Yeah because I force you every time to fuck with me. I just wanted some... peace. And some ... a couple hours of happiness with you. Am I bad because of it?"
"If you really want this... Then clean up that fucking mess."

She stood up from the bed and took a shirt on then just left him there. Slammed the bedroom door.
"Fuck" Kit sighed and placed his face to his hands. Ed was right. He is gonna loose her if he doesn't find a way to close that thing with Rose. Once and for all.

Emilia was washing the dishes. Not because that was necessary but she needed to do something. She hated herself. She hated Kit. But most of all she hated Rose. Normal people just break up when they feel it is not working. But she was not normal. She would do everything to keep Kit. She would do anything to marry him... and his fame. She was no one without him. She was famous because she was Kit Harington's fiance... she has nothing more and Rose knew that. This is why she desperately wanted to marry him. After a couple minutes Kit went after her. He leaned to the kitchen door and watching her. He did not say a word at first. Just staring his love.
"Do you want me to go... home?" He asked her quietly after some minutes.
"You are home." She whispered barely audible.
He smiled a bit and walked to her. Hugged her from behind and gave a kiss to her shoulder.
"I am sorry. I am sorry... you have to go through this. I know you... risk too much and I am still not sure I deserve this. I just... hope. I wanted ... I told you to not speak about her because it hurts you. I hate to see when you hurts. I want to make you happy. In those couple hours we have. I... " Kit searched the right words. Em turned to him.
"I did not mean it. That sex thing. I know... you do not just use me. I have no idea why I told this to you." She lowered her head.
"Because that was how you felt in that moment. And We promised we'll be honest with each other. Even if it hurts. I... can't blame you. I mean... I... love you Emilia and yes i want you in that way too. Every minute. Every time. Because you are the girl who I always wanted. And I understand If you don't wanna be with me in this way. And I...am gonna do everything you asked to close my past."
"No. You still need to be clever. You cannot just attack her with that ... that child is not mine thing. That will not help. I... my heart wants you to do this but it is not the war of the hearts. She plays dirty. So... we have to play dirty too."

Em snuggled to his chest and he placed his arms around her.
"It is better if... you go home before she arrives and... start searching for you." Em told him.
"I don't need to hurry. She is away and to be honest I don't care when she gets home."
"But if she gets home she... turns to spying mode. We both know that. So you better... go."
"No." Kit raised her head by her chin. "I've talked with Ed. He is my alibi for today. I am not going anywhere Clarke. Unless you don't drop me out."
"Are you sure it is a good idea?" Em sighed.
"No. But I don't care." He wiped away a lock from her beautiful face and kissed her gently.
"Okay Harington. Then help me to make some lunch." She finally smiled a bit.
"I am all yours."

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An hour passed, and they were laughing and chatting a lot in the kitchen. They tried to avoid the Rose topic. Kit was right, they need some Rose-free time. They both needed it.
"Okay It is hurt to watch." Em walked to Kit, and told him, when she saw how he is slicing the vegetables. 
"What?" 
"Gimme that damn knife" Em laughed. 
"No." Kit turned his back to her, and continued it. 
"Kit! Seriously. You should slice those carrots thinner." Em tried again. 
"I can cook Clarke. I don't need your advice" he answered and continued. "SHIT!" He dropped the knife and the carrot. He cut his finger. 
Em immediately open the water, and grabbed his hand and put under the water. 
"You act like a child." she giggled, while with her other hand she was searching the salt. She raised his hand and put the salt to the wound.
"Ouch" he frowned. 
"Ohh does it hurt?" Em was kidding with him. "Poor baby boy, cut his finger."
"You are not funny." Kit answered while Emilia put a handkerchief to his finger. 
"Keep it on it. I search some adhesive plaster." 
She went to the other cabinet and took a box from it. She was searching, and found the plaster quite quick.
"Show me" she went back to Kit and smiled.
He stretched his hand towards to Emilia.
"See, It is no longer bleeding" she stated satisfied. 
"It is your fault I hope you know that." He answered with a smile. 
"Really?" she raised her eyebrow.
"Yeah. You should let me slice those in my way and that won't happen" he nodded. 
"I am sorry." she looked at him "Maybe... i should give some kisses to your deep wound ... and it will heal."
She raised his hand to her mouth and gave a little kiss to it. Then another kiss. Then she gently put his finger into her mouth and sucked it. She still keep the eye contact with him.
"What the hell are you doing?" His voice changed. She was to erotic. She was teasing him. "Em..."
She continued, then released his finger.
"What? I just gave a kiss to it." she answered with a smile, then bitten her lower mouth. 
"Sure..." he smiled back. "And you wonder why I wanna fuck you every damn minute?" 
"You do?" she was still teasing him.
"What about the lunch?" he put his hands to her waist and squeezed her to the kitchen cabinet. His face was an inch apart of hers. He was staring her lips. 
"It will burn" she whispered and leaned more closer to him. 
"I don't wanna burn down your flat honey but if you continue this..."
"Continue what?" she bitten her lower lip again. She felt clearly how his dick became harder in his pants. Finally their lips met and exchanged a wild and passionate kiss. He raised her up and placed her to the kitchen cabinet. Their kiss was so hot and fulled with lust. They never got enough of each other. 

"Kit" She moaned into his mouth. 
The doorbell disturbed their make out. They were looking each other in shock. 
"Are you waiting someone?" Kit wondered. He was worried.
"No... " Em jumped down from the cabinet. "Just... go to the bedroom and ... do not make a sound. Okay?" Em told him, and her heart beaten faster. She was worried too. She had a bad feeling. She was afraid, it will be someone ... it will be Rose at the door. She took a deep breath and waited until Kit close the bedroom door behind him. She spotted his shoes on the lobby and she quickly throw those to the closet. She looked around to be sure, there is nothing else, what can bust them. The doorbell rang again. 

She took another deep breath, and placed her hand to the door handle, and after some hesitation, she finally opened it.