Canem Story Time with Prince

Shhh (Part 1)

This two-part one-shot assumes Can and Sanem are already having a sexual relationship at the time of Leyla and Emre's wedding party in episode 39. Instead of going home after the wedding, she spends the night at the Divit house with Can--and the newlyweds. The same conflicts still exist (Yigit, lack of communication, aggression, family disapproval, lack of support, semi-douchebag Can), but in my world, things are always better when they let their bodies do the talking. ;) This one is dedicated to my girl, Lisa! Lisatober in full effect!! ;)

Shhh, Prince (1995)

Shhh

Break it down (Oh)

I don't want nobody else to hear the sounds

This love is a private affair

Interrupt the flow, they better not dare

We gotta break it on down

In the daytime, ha, I think not!

I'd rather do you after school like some homework

Am I gettin' you hot? (Hot)

In my bedroom (No!) cause then we'd have to stop (Please don't stop)

I'd rather wait 'til everyone's fast asleep

Then do it in the kitchen on the table top, oh!

...

Candle light, no (no), I don't think so!

The crackle of the flame will just spoil my flow

Besides, I can be your fire baby, yeah

Drippin' all over you like a ball of wax, relax and let go!

...

Can we groove tonight?

...

Ah, you say you want to slow jam? (Yes)

Then listen up girl, yeah

I want to whisper music in your ear

That'll rock your, rock your, rock your world, oh

What's my name, baby? (I love you) Yeah

2night I'll teach you baby, teach you baby, teach you baby

To scream it and scream it and scream it and scream it! Ow!

Break it down

I don't want nobody else to hear the sounds

This love (This love is a private affair)

Just me and you, baby (Interrupt the flow, they better not dare)

Sex is not all I think about

It's just all I think about you

Sanem

I knock on Can's door and open it slowly. "Can?" I need his help zipping up my dress. The truth is, I could have asked Leyla. But she's busy getting ready for her wedding--that's what I tell myself, anyway.

I hear him answer through the door, "Yes?"

"I'm sorry," I say, closing the door carefully and wrinkling my nose, anxious about making noise that would alert the others in the house that I am alone with Can in his room. "I wonder if you could you possibly zip me up?" I ask as I walk toward him. His back is to me; he's looking in the mirror adjusting his cuffs, and he turns around when he sees me in the mirror behind him. I let him look at me; his intense scrutiny makes me feel shy, but I love the way his gaze travels over my body. He looks me up and down with obvious appreciation, a slow smile working its way across his face and into his eyes.