A/N: I am sooooooooooooooooooOooo sorry I keep disappearing (this goes out to any of you that care, lol). I'm bogged down with school right now, 'cause I've got to do this thing where I have to choose what subjects I want to do for my GCSE's. Scary stuff. Aand, I've had a little case of the writers block, which meant no updates on Fictionpress either. :S Anyway, THIS is the ''sequal'' thingie to
Oh, and, deffo fanXmax :)
I felt the bed move, and then I felt weight shift off it. That weight being Fang's weight. I knew this because we had spent yet another night together. I was, however, growing curious to the fact that he was getting up. And the sun wasn't even up yet. So, half out of desperateness and half out of anger, I shot up, wrapping my arm around his neck and keeping him locked in this position. I wasn't overreacting at the slightest. I knew Fang would leave - I -,
"I'm going to get a drink." Fang replied in a dead tone. I slapped his back, hard, as if to save my own dignity and I lay back down. He turned around to look at me, with a hint of a smirk on his face. The face that was slowly becoming familiar again. "But I didn't want to wake you." He crawled over me, kissed me lightly on the lips and then stood up again. I noticed he had pulled boxers on and I remembered he didn't like walking around in nothing like some men did in the movies.
We hadn't had a fight, yet, but I knew one was coming. Fang was always a free bird (pun intended) and I knew he'd want to get up and go again. He'd probably leave for a few days and then come back, yelling at me, saying it was my fault that he couldn't leave me. These thoughts brought a small smile to my face and I shook my head, looking up at the ceiling. Fang came back in whilst I was still wrapped up in my thoughts and he placed his glass on the bed side table. He asked me a question, but I couldn't hear. "Sorry, what?" I asked.
"What are you thinking about?" He didn't seem annoyed by my lack of concentration. Instead, he began a trail of kisses from my ear to my shoulder. He was all touchy feely, and I wasn't complaining.
"Some stuff," I shrugged. "Nothing that you should worry about." I added when I felt him tense. He shrugged, nibbling the spot on my neck which he took favour for. He never failed to make my toes curl. "Did you ever think that this would happen?" I asked, trying to refrain from throwing myself at him.
"You and I having endless animal sex at crazy hours in the morning? No." He said. I pushed him off me, chuckling.
"That, and...well...this, basically." I meant the future, and he did catch on, because he then sighed and wrapped his arms around me, running his hand up and down my back, whilst his other hand bunched itself in my hair.
"I don't expect anything, Max, you know that. I..." He shrugged, furrowing his brown and looking to the side, giving me access to his neck, but I didn't dive in just yet. I brushed his hair from his face and blew across the flesh. "I don't think about anything major." He said.
"I know." I said, and kissed his neck lightly. "I just wondered if anything else had changed with you. I mean, yeah it's been a week, and yeah you and I have been having sex for a week. Every morning, every night," I grinned. "But, its as if we haven't talked in..."
"Six years?"
I nodded. "What time is your flatmate coming back?" He asked. I looked over at the small digital clock on my desk. "Nine." I said, remembering the time zones and what time she told me she was expected back. I turned back to Fang and attached my lips to his. Fang made a noise and pushed me off him. "What?" I asked.
"I thought you wanted to talk." He said. I rolled my eyes.
"God, way to go and kill a moment." I snarled. He laughed. My heart stopped in my chest. I wrapped my arm around his neck and pulled him towards me. He responded slowly, wrapping his arms around my waist and rolling on top of me. I arched my back so I could adjust my wings. He broke our kiss for one sweet little moment, just to run his hand from my face, and down my body, and back up again. He was trying to break me. He did a good job, because in a matter of seconds, I was biting by moans and whimpers. Our kiss stopped when my hand reached the hem of his boxers, and our breaths mingled together. His coming out in short pants and mine, ragged and slow. I was about to dip my hand inside them, when we heard the front door shut and the cheerful call of my friend, telling us she was home.
I looked to see Fang looking annoyed. "I..." I trailed off. He sighed and rolled onto his back, allowing me to break free. "It's not like I want to go, but I have to." I said as I climbed over him.
Boys, I thought to myself as I hopped off the bed and pulled on his t-shirt and my underwear. I left the room and walked down the hallway to see my flatmate looking for me. When she saw me, she smiled big and held her arms out. I smiled and walked to her, and gave her hug. "I thought you weren't going to be back till nine." I said.
Lily eyed me before tutting. "Do I hear a hint of annoyance in that voice, and do I smell a bit of that James Dean wannabe on you?" Lily grinned. I laughed and slapped her arm.
"His name is Fang, and yes, you do." I said, folding my arms. "He's lying in bed with a hard on right now." I shrugged. She sighed and ruffled my hair.
"I'll let you get back to bed. I'm shattered myself. Remember you have coll-,"
"Lils, I thought we talked about that." I said, because she was starting to sound like my mother. I shuddered.
"Ok, sorry." She laughed and threw her bag down. "Come talk to me before you go tomorrow, okay?" She said. I nodded and bid her good night before walking back to my room. I entered the room and saw Fang laying there still. And it brought some relief to me. Because I had thought that he would get all huffy and go to his own room.
"Hey." I said as I climbed onto the bed. "We're going to have to go on hold for tonight." I said. Fang sighed, and pulled me down on the bed, he wrapped his arms around me and buried his face in my neck, when he began to kiss it, I had to push him away gently. "Fang, please." I said.
"You owe me." He said. I bit my lower lip and nodded.
"Tomorrow night, I promise." I said.
"Okay, night."
"Night."
When I woke the next morning, Fang wasn't there. I didn't take much care in the fact and I just got ready for my day of college. When I arrived in the kitchen, Lily was by the kitchen counter, biting into a piece of toast. I sat down opposite her and smiled. "Morning," I said. She smiled back.
"Where did he go?" She asked. I shrugged, being nonchalant, and slowly drilling the fact that he might not come back into my mind. "You don't care that he just goes?" She asked incredulously. I rolled my eyes.
"Lil, he's...been like...that forever, I mean...It's hard to explain." I sighed. Lily shrugged, showing me she knew what I meant, and then she clapped her hands, ushering me to get going or else I'd be late for college. Even though I didn't want to go, Lily said it was extremely important for me to. So I did half a day of college before wandering into town and into one of the cafe's they had there. I decided to just sit and sort my brain out, until someone sat in the seat in front of me. It was Fang, of course.
"What are you doing here?" I asked. He raised an eyebrow.
"I could ask you the same thing." He told me.
"I just finished college." I told him. "Where'd you go?" I inquired, praising myself for sounding nonchalant and cool.
"Somewhere," Fang said, ripping open a sugar packet and pouring it into his mouth. I rolled my eyes, biting back a snapping comment. Fang licked his lips and eyed me slowly. "Wanna get out of here?" He asked. "Lily's at work." He said. "You and-,"
"Is that all you think about?" I couldn't help but ask as I stood up. I mean, I wasn't complaining about the non stop sex. I was just beginning to think that Fang saw me as a toy, and only a toy. Not a friend, not a lover (of course not), and nothing special anymore.
"Well, when you're dressed in a tank top, and a pair of tight jeans. Yes, that's all I can think about." Fang matched my quick walk with his long strides. I sighed. "What did you do today?" Fang asked me as we crossed the street.
"Work, mostly, and you?"
He didn't answer me. And it was silent until we got to the apartment when he suddenly pushed me against the door and attacked my mouth. Yeah, I was surprised, and my ran through his hair before grabbing a fistful and pulling him back. "I need to open the door." I said. He let me down on the floor and turned me around so I could open the door whilst he did wonderful things to my neck. Somehow, I managed to get the door open and we stumbled inside. Fang shut the door behind us and ripped my jacket off me and then his own. He broke away and huffed. I was still trying to catch up with some things, like my head, heart, where we were, etc. I kicked my shoes off and then pulled away from him, walking down the hall to his room.
"Wher- woah, what are you doing?" He asked, pulling my hand from the doorknob.
"Going in here," I answered.
"Why?" He asked, kissing my cheek, my neck and then his hand began it's travel from my hand to my waist. "You're bed is a double, mine is a single, there's nothing special or secret in there." He told me shakily.
"I don't mind a single bed." I grinned, almost flirtatiously. Fang swallowed and sighed, backing me up to my room. He pinned me to the wall. "Why do you hide?" I asked, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I nibbled his ear, trying to squeeze truth out of him. Fang slid his hands up my tank top and to the clasp of my bra. He struggled a moment, before he unclipped it and then he opened my bedroom door and we stumbled gracefully in there. I shut the door, after he let me down, and then I walked back to him and helped him with his jeans. Fang kicked the jeans off and then pushed me to the bed, unbuttoning mine once I had landed.
"Lily won't be back until seven right?" Fang asked, as I climbed over him. I nodded.
"Not until seven." I whispered. He rolled us over again and kissed a path down my neck to my chest. I bit my lower lip, when his lips fluttered over my breast. I bit back moans and whimpers, for my sake only. When Fang came to my belly, he paused, and rubbed his nose against it. His hands ran over my thighs and then he looked up at me before dipping his head down and biting my hip gently. My mouth opened, but I didn't scream out. He came back up and kissed my lips, his hand slowly dipping inside my underwear.
I hooked my leg around his waist, to save an awkward position and he watched my face. "I didn't think you liked foreplay." I managed to get out. My voice trembled. Fang shushed me by inserting a second finger and capturing my lips with his. I put my forehead against his shoulder and tried to breathe again. I just wanted him inside me. Now. I couldn't wait any longer, but he was making me.
He pulled his fingers out and wiped them on the bed cover before he pulled my underwear down and looked at me. I kicked them off and rolled him onto his back, my wings were ruffled and tense from being aroused. I wasn't one for foreplay, so Fang wasn't in any danger of waiting. I kissed him once and then I kissed him again, before sweeping my tongue across his lower lip, and begging for entrance.
I just about lost it when she swept her tongue across my lip, asking for entrance. Of course I opened my mouth and let her tongue slide in. I could feel every part of her pressing against me. And it took all the strength I had to keep myself from pinning her down and making endless, amazing love to her. However, I came to alert when her hand drifted over my crotch. She pulled at the waistband of my boxers until they came off my hips and then she stroked me gently. "Ow," she said when I dug my fingers into her hips. She panted.
"You're driving me nuts." I hissed, pressing my head back into the pillow. Max only smirked and kissed my chest, running fingers over my manhood again. She did it again, this time giving me a gentle squeeze. I'd had enough after another two seconds. I took her wrists and rolled us over so she was on her back. I gave her a moment to adjust her ruffled wings. She put her hands on my shoulders and then opened her legs as I placed myself at her entrance. And as I sunk into her, I felt as if I had just swallowed a bag ecstasy pills. Max gasped beneath me and rolled her hips once so I could get deeper.
Her hands were gliding across my back, her ankles locking and her eyes were closed as usual. Her wings fluttered, as did mine, but mine came out to wrap around us. And, as usual, I had to bury my face in her neck, in case she opened her eyes and saw the look of complete and utter ecstasy on my face. She teased me once. She uttered my name a few times, but I couldn't get any sound out. In the background of our panting and heaving breaths, I could hear the squeak of the bed, the small sound of our skin slapping together and the wind howling outside.
"Oh God," I heard her murmur when we found our release. I pumped in a few more times, before groaning and folding my wings in and then laying beside her. Max's fingers were still white from gripping the head board. Max rolled onto her side and looked at me, her eyes heavy lidded and her breath coming out in short pants. I took a deep breath and ran my hand through my wet hair.
Two minutes later, Max was kissing me again, and straddling me. Of course I didn't complain, I just let her have her way.
end.