A Secret Shared - Chapter 13
Title: A Secret Shared
Author: eleflowerpot
Fandom: Hanson
Pairings: Taylor/ Zac, Isaac/ OFC
Summary: Sequel to ‘A Secret Kept’
Warnings:Adult content in this chapter
Chapter 13
Isaac’s POV
Zac had gone. He’d offered some more explanations about Taylor’s illness but Louisa had known more about it than him so in the end he’d made his excuses and left. Not before I’d told him we were having a few weeks off. I needed time to get my head round everything, time to try and forgive Taylor although right now I didn’t see how that was possible, how I’d ever be able to face even being in the same room as him again. I wandered onto the back porch to watch the sunset, the tranquillity unable to wash over me in the way that it usually did. My head ached and I suspected it was from the half bottle of whiskey I’d drunk earlier. Louisa had put it back in the cabinet as soon as Zac had gone, she disapproved of alcohol as a coping mechanism, an alcoholic father being the obvious reason to. I closed my eyes, trying to reach back into my thoughts to just days before, to a time when we had no worries, no fears, no torment. It seemed like a lifetime ago rather than just 24 hours. I smiled to myself as I remembered the weekend, remembered the laughter we’d shared when we got lost hiking in the woods, the hours it’d taken us to find our way back to the car, and the love we’d made there in the darkness. I opened my eyes to find Louisa sat in the other chair.
“Hey” I whispered, still smiling.
“What’re you looking so happy with yourself about?” she asked, an amused smile forming on her lips.
“Just reliving last weekend…”
“And you didn’t think to let me in on the reminiscing?” she slapped my arm playfully in mock anger. I chuckled lightly, looking deep into her eyes. They were dazzling, like a cloud had been blown away from the sun as now they shone brightly with desire at their core. She rose from her seat, took the two steps towards me and settled on my lap. With her head resting on my shoulder she began to circle her nails on my chest, as usual the result was goosebumps.
“I’m sorry Ike…I should’ve told you about” I cut her off by placing my finger to her lips. Her eyes looked up to mine quizzically.
“I don’t wanna hear it Lou, you’ve got nothing to be sorry about, so don’t even think about saying it.” I looked at her purposefully, ensuring she’d understood all the unuttered things I knew I should say but didn’t want to taint the air with. I took my finger away and stroked her arm, sighing slightly.
“What do you want to hear then?” she asked in a small voice, lifting her eyebrow provocatively. Woah…this was not what I was expecting. Could she seriously mean what I thought she did? She must have seen the questioning, almost uneasy look on my face because she sat up straight, eyes burning into mine. Her fingers stopped their circling and she began to slowly unbutton my shirt, all the while keeping her gaze fixed on mine.
“Are you sure…?” I needed to know that this was really what she wanted, I thought she’d need more time, hell…I was willing to wait till the twelfth of never for her. She nodded slowly, moved her lips to my ear and whispered,
“I need you…I want you…make love to me Isaac…” her words were a kick start to my body. I stood, holding her easily in my arms. As I began to move inside she placed her hands around my neck and settled her head against my chest inhaling deeply. I carried her effortlessly up the stairs, she’d always thought she weighed too much, despite how often I’d told her the contrary. Just because she wasn’t skinny like Natalie she thought she was too big. Ridiculous. She had curves…I liked curves, dammit I loved curves, gave me something to hold onto. I was aware that I must be smirking as I set her down on our bed because the response I got in return was another raised eyebrow. She knelt up on the bed and placed her hands on my shoulders.
“Am I allowed to continue?” the seduction and promise in those few words fuelled the fire that was already burning brightly within me. I pressed my lips against hers, yearning for the intimacy that only a kiss can bring. She brought her hands to my hair and pulled gently, making me moan into her mouth the way it always did. My hands settled on her behind, caressing her cheeks then wandering slowly up her body until I was massaging her breasts. Her breathing hitched and she broke away from our kiss.
“Please…” was all she could say. The need and longing in her voice was matched only by my desire and love for her. She hastily unbuttoned the rest of my shirt as I spread soft kisses from her ear to her shoulder. As she undid the last button she trailed her fingers along the waistband of my trousers making me shiver with anticipation. As she began to reach for the button I stood back, causing her to let her arms fall to her sides. I shook my head slightly as I shrugged off my shirt. She cocked her head to the side wanting an instruction.
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Louisa’s POV
I waited to be told what to do next. He stood there shirtless, his chest heaving as his breath quickened. I wanted to reach out and trace my fingernails round the definition of his muscles but I knew that he obviously had plans. With a raise of his eyebrows and a motion of his hand I raised my hands above my head. He grasped the bottom of my shirt and pulled it swiftly over my head, braless, his eyes swept over my upper body appraisingly. He motioned with his head and I lay back on the bed. He rose over me and started placing tender kisses from my navel to my neck in a straight line, once at the top he began an assault with his tongue on my nipples, first the right then the left. A moan escaped from deep inside me, a primal response to my need for him. His hands gripped my hips and he slowly pulled my shorts and panties down together. His lips were once more kissing every piece of me softly, it was as if he wanted to kiss every inch of me better, to put his tender caress and touch in the place of the harshness I’d experienced the night before. His lips met mine and he kissed me lovingly, our tongues dancing together. He moved from his position on top of me to laying beside me, his arousal pressing against my hip through his clothing. Still kissing I moved my hands towards his trousers and began to undo them, tracing my fingertips down his happy trail to the waistband of his boxers, he took a sharp intake of breath. He shifted again so I could unleash his erection and he could discard his garments. Replacing himself on his side he concentrated his tongues attention on my nipples once more as his hand caressed my upper thighs, making its way higher until he was tantalising my most intimate of areas. I stroked him with the same pace that he teased my clitoris, my climax building quickly, heart beating with yearning and desire, I tensed and lost myself in sensation, crying out an unintelligible tangle of his name and love. As I relaxed and opened my eyes he was hovering above me, silently asking for permission to continue. I gave a small nod and parted my legs so he could settle between them. A small kiss to the corner of my mouth and then he was inside. I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him deeper, he placed one hand beneath my buttocks to lift them higher, giving him yet deeper access. His other hand cupping my breast as his head rested on my shoulder. I reached into his hair with one hand, scratching his scalp, my other massaged his back. He groaned into my shoulder, despite the slow pace I could tell he wouldn’t be long. Raising his head he brought both hands to cup my face, looked deep into my eyes and kissed me. As he broke away a bead of sweat dripped from his forehead onto mine, trickling down the side of my face, he bent to kiss the track that it made and goosebumps instantly appeared. He motioned to one side with his head, softly slapping my behind and smiling in that way that melted my heart. We parted and I knelt on my knees, pushing my behind slightly upwards. He knelt over me, kissing from my neck down my spine, caressing my buttock he gave it a swift slap, groaning as he did. He gripped my hips and slid inside gently, filling me completely we fitted like we were made for eachother. He started slowly, agonisingly slowly, I pushed back against him, wanting more, he took the hint, moving one hand to wrap around my plait and began to thrust harder, deeper, faster. Our bodies moving as one, silence other than our ragged breathing and pounding hearts. He quickened even more, nearing his release, I squeezed tighter around him causing a guttural groan to emanate from deep within him. Three long hard thrusts and his body was shaking as if electrified, he loosened his grip on my hip, released my hair and began massaging my lower back. I could feel his legs were about to give way so I sunk to the bed so I was laying face down. He collapsed on top of me, slowly exiting he lay beside me on his back, eyes closed getting his breath back. I wiggled over so I could rest my head on his shoulder, he shifted his arm so he could put it around me and we could lie comfortably. We said nothing, content to lie sweaty and sated, lost in our own thoughts. As I was beginning to drift off to sleep Isaac coughed quietly, obviously trying his hardest to be quiet. I looked up at him and smiled. He traced a finger around my lips so I puckered to kiss it softly. His returning smile was so seeped in love that I thought my heart would burst.
“I love you” he whispered.
“I love you too.”
Author: eleflowerpot
Fandom: Hanson
Pairings: Taylor/ Zac, Isaac/ OFC
Summary: Sequel to ‘A Secret Kept’
Warnings:Adult content in this chapter
Chapter 13
Isaac’s POV
Zac had gone. He’d offered some more explanations about Taylor’s illness but Louisa had known more about it than him so in the end he’d made his excuses and left. Not before I’d told him we were having a few weeks off. I needed time to get my head round everything, time to try and forgive Taylor although right now I didn’t see how that was possible, how I’d ever be able to face even being in the same room as him again. I wandered onto the back porch to watch the sunset, the tranquillity unable to wash over me in the way that it usually did. My head ached and I suspected it was from the half bottle of whiskey I’d drunk earlier. Louisa had put it back in the cabinet as soon as Zac had gone, she disapproved of alcohol as a coping mechanism, an alcoholic father being the obvious reason to. I closed my eyes, trying to reach back into my thoughts to just days before, to a time when we had no worries, no fears, no torment. It seemed like a lifetime ago rather than just 24 hours. I smiled to myself as I remembered the weekend, remembered the laughter we’d shared when we got lost hiking in the woods, the hours it’d taken us to find our way back to the car, and the love we’d made there in the darkness. I opened my eyes to find Louisa sat in the other chair.
“Hey” I whispered, still smiling.
“What’re you looking so happy with yourself about?” she asked, an amused smile forming on her lips.
“Just reliving last weekend…”
“And you didn’t think to let me in on the reminiscing?” she slapped my arm playfully in mock anger. I chuckled lightly, looking deep into her eyes. They were dazzling, like a cloud had been blown away from the sun as now they shone brightly with desire at their core. She rose from her seat, took the two steps towards me and settled on my lap. With her head resting on my shoulder she began to circle her nails on my chest, as usual the result was goosebumps.
“I’m sorry Ike…I should’ve told you about” I cut her off by placing my finger to her lips. Her eyes looked up to mine quizzically.
“I don’t wanna hear it Lou, you’ve got nothing to be sorry about, so don’t even think about saying it.” I looked at her purposefully, ensuring she’d understood all the unuttered things I knew I should say but didn’t want to taint the air with. I took my finger away and stroked her arm, sighing slightly.
“What do you want to hear then?” she asked in a small voice, lifting her eyebrow provocatively. Woah…this was not what I was expecting. Could she seriously mean what I thought she did? She must have seen the questioning, almost uneasy look on my face because she sat up straight, eyes burning into mine. Her fingers stopped their circling and she began to slowly unbutton my shirt, all the while keeping her gaze fixed on mine.
“Are you sure…?” I needed to know that this was really what she wanted, I thought she’d need more time, hell…I was willing to wait till the twelfth of never for her. She nodded slowly, moved her lips to my ear and whispered,
“I need you…I want you…make love to me Isaac…” her words were a kick start to my body. I stood, holding her easily in my arms. As I began to move inside she placed her hands around my neck and settled her head against my chest inhaling deeply. I carried her effortlessly up the stairs, she’d always thought she weighed too much, despite how often I’d told her the contrary. Just because she wasn’t skinny like Natalie she thought she was too big. Ridiculous. She had curves…I liked curves, dammit I loved curves, gave me something to hold onto. I was aware that I must be smirking as I set her down on our bed because the response I got in return was another raised eyebrow. She knelt up on the bed and placed her hands on my shoulders.
“Am I allowed to continue?” the seduction and promise in those few words fuelled the fire that was already burning brightly within me. I pressed my lips against hers, yearning for the intimacy that only a kiss can bring. She brought her hands to my hair and pulled gently, making me moan into her mouth the way it always did. My hands settled on her behind, caressing her cheeks then wandering slowly up her body until I was massaging her breasts. Her breathing hitched and she broke away from our kiss.
“Please…” was all she could say. The need and longing in her voice was matched only by my desire and love for her. She hastily unbuttoned the rest of my shirt as I spread soft kisses from her ear to her shoulder. As she undid the last button she trailed her fingers along the waistband of my trousers making me shiver with anticipation. As she began to reach for the button I stood back, causing her to let her arms fall to her sides. I shook my head slightly as I shrugged off my shirt. She cocked her head to the side wanting an instruction.
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Louisa’s POV
I waited to be told what to do next. He stood there shirtless, his chest heaving as his breath quickened. I wanted to reach out and trace my fingernails round the definition of his muscles but I knew that he obviously had plans. With a raise of his eyebrows and a motion of his hand I raised my hands above my head. He grasped the bottom of my shirt and pulled it swiftly over my head, braless, his eyes swept over my upper body appraisingly. He motioned with his head and I lay back on the bed. He rose over me and started placing tender kisses from my navel to my neck in a straight line, once at the top he began an assault with his tongue on my nipples, first the right then the left. A moan escaped from deep inside me, a primal response to my need for him. His hands gripped my hips and he slowly pulled my shorts and panties down together. His lips were once more kissing every piece of me softly, it was as if he wanted to kiss every inch of me better, to put his tender caress and touch in the place of the harshness I’d experienced the night before. His lips met mine and he kissed me lovingly, our tongues dancing together. He moved from his position on top of me to laying beside me, his arousal pressing against my hip through his clothing. Still kissing I moved my hands towards his trousers and began to undo them, tracing my fingertips down his happy trail to the waistband of his boxers, he took a sharp intake of breath. He shifted again so I could unleash his erection and he could discard his garments. Replacing himself on his side he concentrated his tongues attention on my nipples once more as his hand caressed my upper thighs, making its way higher until he was tantalising my most intimate of areas. I stroked him with the same pace that he teased my clitoris, my climax building quickly, heart beating with yearning and desire, I tensed and lost myself in sensation, crying out an unintelligible tangle of his name and love. As I relaxed and opened my eyes he was hovering above me, silently asking for permission to continue. I gave a small nod and parted my legs so he could settle between them. A small kiss to the corner of my mouth and then he was inside. I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him deeper, he placed one hand beneath my buttocks to lift them higher, giving him yet deeper access. His other hand cupping my breast as his head rested on my shoulder. I reached into his hair with one hand, scratching his scalp, my other massaged his back. He groaned into my shoulder, despite the slow pace I could tell he wouldn’t be long. Raising his head he brought both hands to cup my face, looked deep into my eyes and kissed me. As he broke away a bead of sweat dripped from his forehead onto mine, trickling down the side of my face, he bent to kiss the track that it made and goosebumps instantly appeared. He motioned to one side with his head, softly slapping my behind and smiling in that way that melted my heart. We parted and I knelt on my knees, pushing my behind slightly upwards. He knelt over me, kissing from my neck down my spine, caressing my buttock he gave it a swift slap, groaning as he did. He gripped my hips and slid inside gently, filling me completely we fitted like we were made for eachother. He started slowly, agonisingly slowly, I pushed back against him, wanting more, he took the hint, moving one hand to wrap around my plait and began to thrust harder, deeper, faster. Our bodies moving as one, silence other than our ragged breathing and pounding hearts. He quickened even more, nearing his release, I squeezed tighter around him causing a guttural groan to emanate from deep within him. Three long hard thrusts and his body was shaking as if electrified, he loosened his grip on my hip, released my hair and began massaging my lower back. I could feel his legs were about to give way so I sunk to the bed so I was laying face down. He collapsed on top of me, slowly exiting he lay beside me on his back, eyes closed getting his breath back. I wiggled over so I could rest my head on his shoulder, he shifted his arm so he could put it around me and we could lie comfortably. We said nothing, content to lie sweaty and sated, lost in our own thoughts. As I was beginning to drift off to sleep Isaac coughed quietly, obviously trying his hardest to be quiet. I looked up at him and smiled. He traced a finger around my lips so I puckered to kiss it softly. His returning smile was so seeped in love that I thought my heart would burst.
“I love you” he whispered.
“I love you too.”