Fic: A is for Acquiesce 2/? (Cara/Kahlan)
Title: A is for Acquiesce 2/?
Pairing: Cara/Kahlan
Rating: NC-17 (sex and bad language)
Disclaimer: Not mine, I own nothing...literally nothing
A/N: Written with the help of browneyed813, please enjoy. Comments are love people!
Chapter Two.
It’s dark. Why is it dark?
Right. My eyes are closed. I should open them. Opening them would be good. Why won’t they open? Shouldn’t they open?
There we go. They’re opening. Shit. No. No they’re not. Closed. Keep them closed. Do not open your eyes.
She’s poking me. Fuck. She saw. She must have seen.
Of course she did. Dumbass.
She’s calling my name now. I’m going to have to open them. Fuck.
***
Oh god. She’s dead. She was standing. And now she’s on the floor. Dead.
Wait no. She’s breathing. Thank fuck. That would have been hard to explain. Oh yes Dr, she died when I asked if I could change in her house.
God she’s pretty though. No. Not pretty. Breath taking. Like a sunrise. When did I become so sappy?
She’s waking up. Her eyes are opening. Her eyes are so beautiful. I love how cute she looks in her glasses. Shut up brain. Get it together. Be cool.
Just be cool.
***
Ok. Open. Your. Eyes.
Open them now. Before she thinks you’re crazy. Well knows you’re crazy.
She’s looking at me. She’s actually looking at me. Like she sees me. Quick. Think of an excuse. Something about low blood sugar. Point her in the direction of your room. Take a second. Breath.
Wander into the kitchen. Grab some soda and chips. Leap up the stairs. Two at a time. When did I become so athletic?
Looking at your own bedroom door. Like an idiot. Open it. Go in. Before she thinks you’ve passed out again. Why is this so hard? You’re just tutoring her. No big.
Push open the door. Drop the soda. Of course it sprays everywhere. Flail and cover my eyes.
Oh shit.
Mumble out an apology. Why the hell didn’t you knock? Now she’ll think you’re a pervert. Or just stupid.
But god it would be worth it. Actually seeing her. Standing there. Naked. Nothing but a bra and thong. Were they plaid? I think they were. And her skin. Golden. It looks so sweet.
Wait. She didn’t scream. Or squeak. Or sound or look surprised. She just.
Did she smile?
Knock softly. Quiet enough to be ignored. Hear her usher you in. Or was that a summons?
Keep your eyes down. Pinned to the floor. Push the door open slowly and step inside. Look up. Fuck.
She’s smiling. Still. A little sheepish. Maybe. Waves a hand at her uniform and clothes. They’re covered in soda. Stand paralysed. Can’t take my eyes off her.
What to do? What do you do? What can you do?
Clumsily stumble to the closet. Pull out jeans and a shirt. Turn. She smiles more. Steps closer. So close. Oh god she’s so close. I can feel the heat from her skin.
Will my hands to stop trembling. My breathing to steady. Anything. I think I’m going to pass out. Again.
She takes the clothes slowly from me. Throws them. Somewhere. I don’t know where. Steps closer. Fuck.
Either I’m unconscious or she’s touching me. She reaches for my glasses. Removes them. What do I do? Other than stand here like the fool I’ve become.
She’s leaning forward. Her lips are so soft. Fit so perfectly. So warm. Better than I ever imagined. This cannot be real. Cannot be happening.
Hear a moan. Break the silence that has fallen. Soft. Needy. Realise I made it. The kiss hits you. Stomach churns. Heart pounds. Shooting electricity straight to your pussy. Can feel the wetness between your legs. Teeth and tongue. All those wonderful things. Bodies pressed tight. Groping. Wandering. Grinding. And.
Oh shit.
You come. Hard. Moaning obscenely.
Fully clothed. Her hand up your shirt. Her tongue in your mouth. Standing. Just from kissing.
Feel the heat burn my cheeks. Feel apologies drop from my tongue. She silences them. Another ground moving, earth shattering, libido pumping kiss.
Whispers in your ear. Sexy. Thready. Horny voice. “Fuck, that was hot”.
Pairing: Cara/Kahlan
Rating: NC-17 (sex and bad language)
Disclaimer: Not mine, I own nothing...literally nothing
A/N: Written with the help of browneyed813, please enjoy. Comments are love people!
Chapter Two.
It’s dark. Why is it dark?
Right. My eyes are closed. I should open them. Opening them would be good. Why won’t they open? Shouldn’t they open?
There we go. They’re opening. Shit. No. No they’re not. Closed. Keep them closed. Do not open your eyes.
She’s poking me. Fuck. She saw. She must have seen.
Of course she did. Dumbass.
She’s calling my name now. I’m going to have to open them. Fuck.
***
Oh god. She’s dead. She was standing. And now she’s on the floor. Dead.
Wait no. She’s breathing. Thank fuck. That would have been hard to explain. Oh yes Dr, she died when I asked if I could change in her house.
God she’s pretty though. No. Not pretty. Breath taking. Like a sunrise. When did I become so sappy?
She’s waking up. Her eyes are opening. Her eyes are so beautiful. I love how cute she looks in her glasses. Shut up brain. Get it together. Be cool.
Just be cool.
***
Ok. Open. Your. Eyes.
Open them now. Before she thinks you’re crazy. Well knows you’re crazy.
She’s looking at me. She’s actually looking at me. Like she sees me. Quick. Think of an excuse. Something about low blood sugar. Point her in the direction of your room. Take a second. Breath.
Wander into the kitchen. Grab some soda and chips. Leap up the stairs. Two at a time. When did I become so athletic?
Looking at your own bedroom door. Like an idiot. Open it. Go in. Before she thinks you’ve passed out again. Why is this so hard? You’re just tutoring her. No big.
Push open the door. Drop the soda. Of course it sprays everywhere. Flail and cover my eyes.
Oh shit.
Mumble out an apology. Why the hell didn’t you knock? Now she’ll think you’re a pervert. Or just stupid.
But god it would be worth it. Actually seeing her. Standing there. Naked. Nothing but a bra and thong. Were they plaid? I think they were. And her skin. Golden. It looks so sweet.
Wait. She didn’t scream. Or squeak. Or sound or look surprised. She just.
Did she smile?
Knock softly. Quiet enough to be ignored. Hear her usher you in. Or was that a summons?
Keep your eyes down. Pinned to the floor. Push the door open slowly and step inside. Look up. Fuck.
She’s smiling. Still. A little sheepish. Maybe. Waves a hand at her uniform and clothes. They’re covered in soda. Stand paralysed. Can’t take my eyes off her.
What to do? What do you do? What can you do?
Clumsily stumble to the closet. Pull out jeans and a shirt. Turn. She smiles more. Steps closer. So close. Oh god she’s so close. I can feel the heat from her skin.
Will my hands to stop trembling. My breathing to steady. Anything. I think I’m going to pass out. Again.
She takes the clothes slowly from me. Throws them. Somewhere. I don’t know where. Steps closer. Fuck.
Either I’m unconscious or she’s touching me. She reaches for my glasses. Removes them. What do I do? Other than stand here like the fool I’ve become.
She’s leaning forward. Her lips are so soft. Fit so perfectly. So warm. Better than I ever imagined. This cannot be real. Cannot be happening.
Hear a moan. Break the silence that has fallen. Soft. Needy. Realise I made it. The kiss hits you. Stomach churns. Heart pounds. Shooting electricity straight to your pussy. Can feel the wetness between your legs. Teeth and tongue. All those wonderful things. Bodies pressed tight. Groping. Wandering. Grinding. And.
Oh shit.
You come. Hard. Moaning obscenely.
Fully clothed. Her hand up your shirt. Her tongue in your mouth. Standing. Just from kissing.
Feel the heat burn my cheeks. Feel apologies drop from my tongue. She silences them. Another ground moving, earth shattering, libido pumping kiss.
Whispers in your ear. Sexy. Thready. Horny voice. “Fuck, that was hot”.