I Can't Let You Go

Makeout sessions

"Waiting for someone?" Em frowned. She was sitting in his lap. That knock disturbed them in the worst moment. 
"Not really." Kit shook his head, and they heard that knock again. Emilia stood up, adjusted her clothes and started to walk towards the door. "Hey" Kit jumped up and grabbed her arm. "What are you doing?"
"Open the door. Why?" Em shrugged her shoulder. 
"It is my room, Emilia." Kit answered and raised his eyebrow.
"I know. And?" she turned to him, "I thought we're friends. Can't I be in your room? As your friend?" Em smiled.
"Last time, you were the one who was panicking because someone knocked on your door. And I was there." Kit answered. 
"C' mon Kit. Whose the worst who it can be? Rose? I don't care. Moreover, I would happy about it." She told him, then walked to the door. Kit was still not sure it is a good idea, and he followed her. He wanted to stop her again in the last minute, but it was too late.

"Emilia." Mariana surprised. She was standing in the door face to face Em. They were both surprised. They did not expect that. Especially not Mariana. "What a surprise."
"Hi. I ..." Kit went forward, passed by Em "Did I forgot something?"
"No. No. I just brought you the SNL contracts." she was holding some papers in her hand and went inside. He placed the papers to the desk then turned to Emilia again. "I haven't seen you for a while now."
"Well I guess it is gonna change," Em answered, and she saw how her eyes widen. Kit also surprised and raised his eyes to her. "I mean, we are both here, for the promotion. Same hotel. So probably we'll spend some time together. Because we are friends and all." Emilia was clearly enjoying throwing shady comments towards to Mariana. 
"Great. I am glad that you are friends." she looked to Kit "I hope you don't forget that... Rose moving in. Tomorrow." 
"And?" Kit asked her back, without any emotion. "You may forget, but we broke up, so I don't really care." he answered, then grabbed one of the contracts from the desk. Emilia lowered her head and smiled a bit. 
"I know. And I know I am the one who is responsible for your image. Do not screw up. HBO has their expectations." she glanced at Emilia "They made it clear. The PR team wants you two - you and Rose -  to appear together as many times as you can." 
"Yeah, that was clear." Kit answered but he was reading the contract. "We'll do romantic walks don't worry. But still, I don't care she is moving in or not." he raised his eyes from the papers to his PR agent. "Anything else?"
"It is... not a clever move. You two together in the same room. And why did you open the door? It is clearly an equivocal situation." Mariana tried to get her answers.
"Just go, and tell her I am here." Emilia spread her arms. 
"Em!" Kit frowned at her. 
"What? You know that will be her first move." she faked a smile to Mariana "Is she paying for you, to promote and support her? Cuz it is clear you are more her agent than his." 
"I just want to avoid scandals. This is my job." Mariana answered.
"Oh, we saw how good you are in your job. In the past few months, you prooved it." 
"Okay. Stop." Kit was surprised how vehemently Emilia was, but he understood. Mariana did many things against them and supported Rose when she should've supported him, but she was still his agent. "Thank you for the contracts, and don't worry. Rose and I will show the world how happy we are. Everyone needs that act by now." he looked at Emilia. 
"It is good to hear." Mariana nodded and went closer to Kit. "Maybe it is not the end. I mean, she loves you. She still loves you and... she is willing to forgive you. You should think about that." she was almost whispering to him. Em rolled her eyes when she heard the things she said to him. It was hilarious. 
"I am done with her." Kit answered then walked to the door and opened it. Mariana gave a look to Emilia before she left. 
"Nice to meet you," Em told her sardonically then walked into the bedroom. Mariana shook her head.
"I am going to read the contracts and I'll call you if I have any question" Kit told to Mariana.
"I trust you, Kit. Do not forget that." Mariana told him before she stepped out from the room. Kit closed the door, he tried to be patient for the last moment. He went after Emilia.

"You should fire her." Emilia told him while she was switching the TV channels. 
"I thought we wanna do it in a clever way." Kit questioned her because of how she acted with Mariana. 
"I am sorry, but she is going on my nerves. She is clearly working for her for fuck sake. You should've fired her months ago." she was pushing the buttons on the controller so nervously. 
"Clarke?" Kit went closer to her and crouched down in front of her. Took over the controller from her hand and threw it to the bed. 
"I am sorry okay?" Emilia sighed.
"You don't have to. Anyway... I have to admit I enjoyed it. You are a real bitch when you want to be." he laughed a bit. "Soon it will be over." he caressed his hands "And you are right, to be honest." he continued, and Emilia raised his eyes to him "I will fire her. After the promotion. I am sure I can find another agent who is also good." 
"It could be only better," Emilia told him.  "I assume we can expect a visit from Rose after that." she sighed. 
"And do you care?" Kit placed his hand to her neck. 
"I do. Because I don't wanna ... stop with our... makeout session because of her." 
"Our makeout session?" Kit smiled a bit. 
"Yeah" Emilia leaned closer "What we started before Mariana knocked at your door." their faces were close and was staring at his eyes. "I have to go back to London in the middle of the week until then I wanna enjoy every damn moment with you." her lips were close to his. 
"I am not sure I let you leave." He leaned over her and he was ready to feel her. He wanted to taste her. He wanted to please her. He wanted to do everything that she wants from him. 
"It not depends on you. But I am gonna leave you only for a week... I hope you'll be a good guy." she was teasing him. 
"Do you really want me to be a good guy?" he groaned to her mouth. He did not kiss her. Not yet.
"Just when I am not around," she answered, and pressed her lips to his lips. Wildly. Filled with lust and passion. That man drove her crazy. She hated how much, but she couldn't deny it. When she was in his arms her mind turns off and know nothing else... wants nothing else. Just him. 

They were kissing while Kit was laying on the bed with her, laid over her and his hands were already under her shirt. He took her shirt off ardently. He was starving for her. He was always starving for her. Every damn minute. He was kissing her breasts while he was unbuttoning her pants. He pulled his jeans down so quickly and laid over her again. 
"Hey." Emilia smiled at him. 
"You drive me crazy, Clarke." Kit told her. 
"I did nothing." she was smiling. 
"You did. You stole my heart. And my mind. I fucking love you." 
"Oh, what a beautiful declaration of love, Harington." Emilia was giggling. 
"You want a declaration of love?" Kit smirked and slid down on her body. He barely touched her skin with his lips while he was closer and closer to her sex. He fingers were running through her inner tights and he spread her legs. Em closed her eyes and she knew what is coming. She wanted that to come. She wanted to feel his tongue deep in her sex. No one could lick like Kit Harington. She would have sworn to that. She felt his breath on her sex, but before he licked it he thrust his finger into her pussy. She did not expect that.
"FUCK!" she moaned loudly.
"Fuck Clarke, you're fuckin wet." he moved his fingers in and out in her pussy. 
"YES!" she enjoyed every thrust even if it is was just his fingers. They heard how his phone started to vibrate next to them in the table. Em looked at it, then looked to Kit. She panted. 
"Just ignore it." KIt told her, then he pressed his lips to her pussy and started to lick and suck it immediately. The phone was vibrating continously but they did not care. Not at that moment. 
"Lick me, Kit. YES!" Emilia placed a pillow to her face. She couldn't hide her moans in another way. "YES" she moaned to the pillow, and Kit adored how she enjoyed it. It turned him on too. He loved to lick her out, he loved to see how she enjoys it. 
"Look at me." he stopped for a second then continued. Emilia couldn't do what he asked. She needed to restrain her moans somehow. "I said, look at me." He stopped again and grabbed the pillow, then throw it away. 
"KIT!" she raised her eyes to him, and he was staring her while he continued. She closed her eyes and moaned. "Kit! I can't... oh my GOD! OH MY FUCKING GOD!" Emilia almost screamed when she cumming. Kit smirked when he noticed it. Well, another good point for him. He started to kiss her inner tights again. 
"If you... don't... give me back... that pillow "she panted "I do not take responsibility for my moans." 
"Which moans ?" he asked her and pressed his mouth again to her pussy.
"KIT!"  he grabbed the back of his head, but he did not care. He fucking not cared how loud she is. He loved it. He loved to please that woman. Before she could cum again he stopped. 
"No... do not start this please." Emilia looked at him. 
"Start what?" 
"Do not play with me." 
"It is my turn, Clarke. If you want another climax... you should show me how much you want it" he stood up and pulled down his jeans. Em bit her lip. 
"What if I want another climax before I suck your dick?" she asked him, while her eyes stuck on his hard, standing manhood. 

He stretched his hand to her and helped her to sit upon the bed. He placed his hand to the back of her neck and squeezed her hair there. He pulled her closer and thrust his dick to her mouth. 
"It is not your choice," he told her and watched her face. Not as if she had protested against it. She wanted is, just as Kit. "Suck it, baby," he told her, and she did. She grabbed his butt and swallowed his dick even more. Her mouth was the best place for his cock. Well, the second best. Nothing can beat her delicious and wet pussy... and he would have not missed a chance to put his dick there that night. Into her wet and warm sex. Emilia was continously moaning, while he was sucking his cock. Kit squeezed her hair, and she adored it. She loved when he took over the control her. When he dominates her. That was one of the sexiest things in him. She never felt that pleased with anyone than Kit. He was not just her soulmate... he was the perfect passionate lover too. "Yes, I am cumming Clarke. Suck it" he ordered her again and after some seconds later he spread his seeds in her mouth. 

"Now you deserve to cum again." he pushed her back to the bed and knelt again... and his tongue met with her clit again... and satisfied her... again... and again...