Queen's Choice Fanfics

VICTOR: SMUT: Lessons learned

More smut! Continuation from Meetings and other trivial things

The girl felt rather proud of herself. She'd made Victor flustered. In a meeting no less.

Her hands worked their way through his hair. He sighed softly. His arms draped around her hips, content to never let her go. She was rather content with her mischievousness.

Victor liked to remind her she was becoming more daring. Truth being, she indeed was. And it was all thanks to this man. She had to be, just to keep up with his wit and tongue. Though, currently, he seemed rather docile.

Her phone buzzed inside of her purse. A quick glance at the clock reminding her she had elsewhere to be soon.

"Well, that meeting was quite a learning experience but, I need to go." She said softly. Running her hands through his now tousled hair before trying to move back.

She didn't get far. Strong arms wrapping tightly around her waist. Victor's head looking up at her. A new fire in his eyes. He pulled her closer to him. He straightened his back and rested his chin above her chest.

"And where do you think you are going?" He asked. Whatever docile behavior she thought he had was miles away now.

"I have to go. I'm meeting a friend so we can discuss some things for a new episode." She explained. Hoping it would be enough to convince him.

It wasn't.

"You came in here. Put on a display that could have ruined me in front of several top companies. And now you think you can just leave? Actions have consequences. And you deserve a punishment." Victor nearly growled at her.

He felt his lower body twitch back to life. Whatever satisfaction fading quickly, already craving to be used by her again.

"But. I really do need to go. Lucien is waiting."

Lucien?

The scientist.

Victor rose to his feet. Pushing her against the desk. No escape.

Lucien could wait and rot for all of eternity for all he cared. So could that bird boy and the singing kid.

She was his.

He reached around beside her and with a sweep of his arm he threw everything from his desk. The scatter of papers and a thud from his laptop, that if it wasn't broken before definitely was now. He'd only spared her purse.

"He can wait."

His mouth slammed into hers. An urgent kiss. He bit her lip, coaxing it open to grant passage to his tongue. His hand behind her head, holding her tight, keeping her from moving away. His other hand going down her back and then moving her hips closer. He could still taste himself on her tongue.

She could feel his once again hard erection against the fabric of her skirt. Her hands at first trying to push away, now resigned and draped over his shoulders.

He released her lips, both breathless as he began kissing along her jaw. Soft, quick, kisses trailing from her chin to her ear. He stopped to nip at her ear, before coming to her neck and biting her again. He sucked at her skin deliberately. Certain there would be a mark.

"Victor...." she called his name out. He looked to her face. Her cheeks already flushed her eyes a little dazed.

His hands came down to her thighs. Quickly finding refuge under her skirt and traveling up. Exploring the soft skin. His fingers stopped at her panties, as he pulled down the lacy garment she'd worn today. She wouldn't be needing these. He let them drop to the floor as he pushed her onto his now clean desk. Sitting her atop the cherry wood as his hands spread her legs apart.