Author's Note: A little fluffy/sexy break from the angst. This is set in the future, when they're past all the uncertainty and hard times. You asked for the conference table...
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"We should go, Serkan. It's getting late and the rain is only going to get worse." Eda looked up from her work to see Serkan still glued to his laptop. It was after 10pm, and a steady soft rain fell outside.
A bolt of lightning lit up the sky, followed by a sharp crash of thunder. Eda turned to him and smiled wide in delight. "Did you see that? I love thunderstorms!"
He didn't even blink; he just grunted in reply, his eyes still on his screen. She rolled her eyes and smiled fondly at her workaholic robot.
She raised her eyebrow at him. So he was going to ignore her, hmm? We'll see about that, she thought.
She sauntered around the table to stand behind Serkan's chair and she leaned over him, wrapping her arms around him and resting her chin on his shoulder. She turned her face into his neck and kissed him, breathing him in. She loved his neck. She wanted to burrow into him and live there, in the crook of his neck.
"Lütfen, let's go home." She peppered his face with little kisses, trying her best to get him to look up from his screen.
He turned his head away from her, doing his best to hide his smile, and kept his eyes on his screen. He loved soft, sweet, affectionate Eda. "Eda," he warned, trying to sound as stern as possible. "I'm working." He knew himself well enough to know that if she didn't stop he wouldn't be able to resist her. And he knew her well enough to know she wouldn't stop. But it was fun to make her work for it--at least a little.
"I know." She pouted, craning her neck to the side so she could see his face and he could see hers. He gave in and looked over at her, and she was so cute he wanted to take her in his arms and hug her and kiss her and make her smile. "And I'm trying to get you to stop."
He cleared his throat and pressed his lips together and she laughed. "You can't hide from me, Serkan Bolat." She kissed his neck again, this time opening her mouth and sucking on him. She kissed her way up his neck and whispered in his ear, "I know you."
She ran her hand down his chest and stomach until she reached the semi-hard bulge in his pants. She felt more than heard his soft groan when she massaged him through the fabric and she felt him harden under her hand. "You know what rain does to my mood, Serkan," she purred.
He closed his eyes, arousal buzzing through him. He knew very well what rain did to her mood. He never cared for rain until he fell in love with Eda Yıldız; now he wished it would rain every day.
As much as he really didn't want to, he took her hand from his crotch and kissed it before placing it on the table. "Eda, I'm serious. I have to get this done." His tone was firm, but she heard a tiny crack in his voice and she knew she had him.
He continued pretending to make revisions to the blueprint on his screen, though he didn't know what he was doing anymore. He knew he better stop before he made it worse, but he didn't want to let her win yet.
She kissed the shell of his ear and closed his laptop and pushed it back and to the side, clearing a space on the table. She pulled his chair away from the table and swiveled him to face her. "I have to do what I have to do to get what I want, bebeğim."
"Eda! What are you doing?" His eyes widened in alarm and he spoke in an exaggerated whisper, even though they were the only two in the office and there was no need to be quiet. She kneeled down in front of him and pushed his legs apart and he gulped. "Eda, get up." Despite his protest, he didn't make an effort to disengage himself from her. His heart raced in anticipation of what she was going to do.
