The world was built for two

Playfulness sparked in his eyes when she told him to show it. Well, he could certainly do that for sure. He had missed her very much, so he was torn between letting those feelings of missing her turn him into a hungry beast or staying a gentleman and letting her decide how far this was going to go. Oh, the terrible choices men had to choose between. When she retreated from his pants he had to say he was disappointed but he just tried to let it brush off. She had always been a tease, he just had to be patient. Her let his hands trail up and down her thighs, his fingers pressing down to apply pressure as he did, his mouth moving to her neck and kissing passionately. When she said his name he really wasn’t fully paying attention, he just made a low gruttal sound as he kissed along her skin, enjoying the cool feeling against his lips.

When she tipped her head up to him he gave her a curious look, wondering what was wrong…he thought he had been behaving, or was he behaving too much? He felt like a boy making out for the first time. What did she want? He saw the desire, but then why was she trying to stop? Her question threw him off for a moment then he laughed “Well technically there was dinner” He pointed out with a grin “It didn’t get finished per say but there was dinner” He then glanced to his tv then her “I can put on a movie though if it helps things”

He nodded with a grin “See? I may be old but I haven’t forgotten how things go” He chuckled, liking to play around with her like this. Sure he would much prefer what they were doing a few moments ago but the professor was a very placid man. If she suddenly didn’t want to make out anymore, he’d get over it in one second and go back to conversation like he was now. His temper was so even-keeled he was often called ridiculous for it. When she returned to kissing however he groaned to have her lips back to his and let his hands lazily trail up her sides and to her back and trail back down. He was getting back into the groove of things when she stopped and said his name again, but he stayed patient as ever and looked at her curiously, leaning back against the couch. What she said put obvious shock over his expression…he just…well, wasn’t expecting that so suddenly.

She didn’t want a relationship…well, what he read between the lines was she didn’t want to be in a relationship with him. Again, not after what he did. He didn’t even get time to fully process because suddenly her hand was in his pants and he groaned, his eyes closing for a few moments. Now that wasn’t fair. How could she throw such a important subject at him then do this? It was a low blow…but a good blow, but still a blow. He couldn’t bow out, her hand was in his pants. He had much self-control but not this much, quite frankly he didn’t think he could remember the question anymore. He just nodded, sucking in a sharp breath.

He grinned at that statement “I am never opposed to learning” He responded playfully. He had been thinking the rest of the evening would be nothing but teasing and playing and then…well, everyone knew then what. But the relationship statement had definitely thrown him for a loop, but he had been given no time to digest obviously. No matter what she said or what happened, Khalid would be thinking about her and dating her regardless. He was a relationship man, he didn’t wham-bam, he had relationships. He wouldn’t have even been in this situation if he hadn’t already fallen in love with France beforehand. A part of him that wasn’t completely distracted by where her hand was felt a churning in his stomach to this kind of agreement, he didn’t like it and thought it was disrespectful to her to just love her and know nothing was expected out of him afterwards to actually be with her. But France was good at distractions and he didn’t stop to dwell.

When her hand moved faster…she jump started not only his heart but probably every organ in his body had its own version of a heart attack. He was an old man who hadn’t gotten any since he had been with her…well, at least to him he hadn’t, fae Khalid had gotten plenty since then. He had never minded her commanding ways when it came to sex, he rather liked it actually since he wasn’t much of a dominant man himself it worked. It was still hard to function with her hand but he managed, resting both his hands on her thighs then just like she asked, very slowly began pushing her dress up like he had all the free time in the world, groaning as the sensation of her hand on him drove him wild.

Even though he was dying because of her moving hand, he still managed to take his time, achingly going slow like she had wanted to take her dress off. Inch by inch he slid it up her body, revealing her underwear first, then her bra, before it was up and over her head and tossed aside. He was a romantic man, ready to do everything to please her, and he was about to get them shifted to his bedroom and off the couch when she did something very surprising. France had always been about getting herself satisfied, he knew that and he was very fine with it. So for her to please him so eagerly and right off the bat was…well, he didn’t know what it was, because his brain just turned to goo and he could no longer process real thought. His head fell back against the couch and he shuddered, a long groan gasping out of his mouth. Oh it had been too long and she…she was…again, he was usually so very good with words, now he probably couldn’t make two words rhythm.

With all her teasing he was half way there already, which made him a far more eager man than ever before. He slowly raised his head and chuckled a bit breathlessly, nodding his head and touched her face “Of course I want more” Oh look at that, actual words and not blabbering cave man talk. He didn’t waste time wrapping his arms around her body and hoisting her up against him as he stood, carrying her to his bedroom and lying her back against the bed before kneeling on the bed before her.

Khalid may have been a bit of an old man that hadn’t had sex in a while but he knew what he was doing still. Especially with France…things came so easily when he was in bed with her. He never had to over think anything or second guess himself, his hands and body just moved with hers naturally. Even as they made love his body ached for her, even as he got to hold her in his arms he kept missing her. It was like it wasn’t enough, and those feelings urged him forward…again and again and, well, again. He was never the type to say he was a wonderful lover, but if he had been anything like his fae side he would have given himself a gold star for his “performance”. He was gentle at first and took his time to enjoy her and remember her body, but once the heat truly started to fill the room there was no stopping his hunger.

After their bodies were spent he laid beside her, his chest heaving up and down, closing his eyes for a few moments to try and calm his body down from its France high. He chuckled some and opened his eyes to look at her, touching her face then running his hand through the tangles of her hair. She was glorious…she truly was. A beautiful woman with a tempting bite.

He laughed when she complimented him “Well, thank you, I try” He joked, still running his hands through her hair a couple of times. At least she seemed satisfied…he would have hated himself for months if she had looked bored after they were done, but she had seemed to enjoy it, so maybe he wasn’t as rusty as he had worried about. He was ready to cuddle, yes actually cuddle he liked to cuddle after sex, to bask in the afterglow. He had loved to hold her afterwards, to let her cool body calm his heated one…but apparently that wasn’t in the plans? He blinked in surprise when she suddenly got out of bed and he sat up, watching her starting to put her clothes back on. Oh uh…ok? ”You’re…leaving?” He asked uncertainly, even though it seemed pretty obvious, he was reeled.

He looked so lost. He was more then lost he was…he didn’t even know what. What was going on? Ok, alright, she had said before she didn’t want a relationship right now but after the amazing passion, she was just going to leave? Just like that? Maybe he was really rusty. He just nodded robotically and zipped up her dress but gently grabbed her arm, leaning towards her “Wait…just wait…am I missing something here?”

He chuckled a bit just…surprised “What?” He repeated slowly like the word was foreign to him, giving her a look like he knew she knew exactly what was up. They weren’t...awkward teenagers who got drunk and had a one night stand here, they were adults who had been lovers and in love and he just couldn’t believe she was just going to leave like nothing happened. No relationship didn’t mean have sex and then depart right after, did it? Cause if he did he would have never agreed to it…he hadn’t wanted to agree to it at all but he hadn’t been given much of a choice. When he kissed her he felt a little relief but not much. She was still dressed…she was still going to leave him high and dry.

He frowned at her when she said she had to go, his look that of a puppy in the rain. Then she was gone again and he sighed, shaking his head in disbelief. Wow this was…very weird to him, he had never done anything like this. He ran a hand through his hair and stared off at one of his walls but glanced at her when she returned in his doorway. He just nodded, rather speechless about the ordeal. He accepted the second kiss and tried to take her hands “Do you really need to go so suddenly?” He asked, a little beseeching in his tone.

He didn’t think he’d convince her, sure he was trying but she seemed very dead set in walking out and leaving him there alone. Wow...she really meant no relationship, didn’t she? So much so she couldn’t seem to stay three seconds after they were done. But he would respect what she wanted, he wasn’t going to beg and he wasn’t initially trying to guilt trip her, he was just taken aback was all. However when she gave in so easily to stay he found himself smiling broadly, for he realized maybe she hadn’t been so dead set on leaving after all…maybe it had been a game to see how badly he really wanted her to stay with him? Who knew when it came to France, she was full of mysteries’ that he never knew whether he was solving or not.

He nuzzled her when she got back under the covers and cuddled with him. Yes, he was a little smug with himself right now, but he had won this little battle and the prize was great. He kissed her forehead then sighed contently, looking up at the ceiling and just enjoying having her near him. He then chuckled and shook his head “Not a chance” He wouldn’t dare to sleep, he wanted to enjoy having her with him and not wake up to find her gone like a ghost.