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Kieran shook his head to clear it as he tried his best to get his paperwork done before someone came to investigate why he was spacing out. Why there was a backlog in the archives. This whole undercover thing was stupid. He really didn't want to end up stuck in the office alone in this dusty room after-hours again; Hermann breathing down his back every five minutes from his office down the corridor. He had his own investigation to do, which was way more important in the grand scheme of things.
The memory of a scent of exotic flowers touched his senses for a second, and he bit his lip. It was too easy these days to get lost in remembrance of when they were in proximity.
'No, I need to focus on these papers. I won't spend the rest of the workday staring and mooning over her like a stray with a bone. I won't… I can't…’
In spite of his mental lecture, Kieran found his contemplation drawn inward, his resolve weakening as he summoned golden eyes looking at him in fondness.
Lauren was… perfect. Everything Kieran wasn't.
Pale and driven and smart and rich, her noble blood obvious just by looking at her fine bone structure and regal bearing. Kieran's heart ached. He was the lowest of the scum, trying to rise above the gutter he emerged from.
'There's no reality where I'd even be close to being good enough for her. Hiding in shadows and causing suffering to those I care about is all I'll ever be able to do...all I'll ever be good for.'
In her office at the precinct, Lauren frowned to herself, also remembering Kieran’s latest puzzling expression. She'd been sensing Kieran's eyes on her more and more each day during the last few weeks. She wasn't sure what was so fascinating about herself, more than usual in any case.
She was certain that, despite years of being the center of attention as a rich heiress, she'd never been so self-conscious as to when he was the one watching. They were friends, even if it was never stated out loud, so why would she feel like squirming uncomfortably under the piercing topaz of his gaze. A mystery to solve for later… They were supposed to meet at the cave around midnight.
Lauren heard the soft chime as the clock struck seven. She told her goodbye to her colleagues, ready for her second shift patrolling the streets for 3-4 hours. As she passed close to the archive’s door on her way to the exit, she noticed the light was still on.
‘Was Kieran staying overtime? He should be finished as well. Better check if we’re still on for later’
She peeked inside, glancing over to see the pretend archivist frown and sigh at his remaining work, clearly expecting to have to stay and finish like usual. Why would he care? It was just a front after all? What were his motives? The workload should be easy for him, why wasn’t he done already? Was he too exhausted to manage those simple tasks? Lauren was worried for him and his mental state.
Kieran lifted his head in acknowledgement at her presence but refused to meet her eyes. "I guess I'm staying late, Lauren. I promise I’ll be there later, see you then”
Lauren shook her head, a strange impulse driving her to speak. He should rest. She was still reeling from the fact that those three hours of sleep a week hadn’t been a lie... Whatever else was haunting him these days, she would do what she could to help. What was coming was too important. They needed to be in top shape.
"No, you should retire for a few hours. I'll take care of the rest of that for you."
Kieran blinked several times before stammering out what Lauren could only assume was supposed to be a negative reply. "What… Lauren, you have your own work to do. I don't think I heard you right."
Lauren frowned, then rose and went to his desk, picking up the work that still needed to be done. “You know I don't care to repeat myself. See you later, subordinate. Go take a nap instead.”
Kieran nodded obediently, he could never refuse a direct request from her, blinking out of his haze, as he rose to his feet without thinking. She was overworked too. This was unacceptable. "These aren’t important, Lauren, I’ll go if you go too. Screw Hermann. Let’s get out.”
“I can get behind that.” And her smile from her reply as they departed kept him company as he walked to his apartment to change and shower. There was no way he was going to sleep. He should investigate the underground more instead. Lives were at stake…
He arrived at the cave early… He had met with another dead end and realizing the hour, he had settled to head back. He didn’t have time to roughen up another informant if he wanted to meet Lauren at the appointed time. Having about an hour to waste, might as well pretend that he followed her advice and had rested… He lied down on the made-up couch, meditating and trying to find a new suggestion for their next step.
However, he was unsuccessful, his imagination supplying him with unwanted pictures of his partner in various state of undress, welcoming him with open arms… Fuck!!!! He was freaking haunted, that’s what it was, unable to focus on anything else but what her lips would taste like, how her breasts would feel under his hands, how good his dick would feel surrounded by her warmth… She was coming soon… He couldn’t meet her with a raging hard on… he should resolve this before it was too late….
Her shift going much better than usual, Lauren was also early for their appointment. Spotting Kieran lying on the couch from very far, she was happily surprised that he had followed her suggestion. Who would have thought that the fearsome Purple Hyacinth was susceptible to such mortal concept as exhaustion…
She quieted down her step as much as she could, silent as a ninja like he had taught her, not wanting to wake him up. However, a few meters away from her target, under the light of the torch, she froze in place, able to distinguish his form better and what he was doing.
Kieran was sprawled across his small bed, naked except for a long strip of pale fabric that he was holding to his face and nuzzling. The almost sheer material slithered down the side of his muscled body, sensuously entwined with one long leg.
Lauren's eyes widened in recognition of the item, unable to speak as Kieran gave an impossibly soft moan. He was using both hands to hold the chemise to his face and throat, cuddling the expensive fabric.
Over her pounding heart, the redhead barely heard him breathed, "Lauren."
Kieran was buried in sweet torture. Imagining that his partner was here with him was sweeter than honey, making his aching member throb.
The torture was knowing there was no chance of it ever becoming real.
Determined to ignore that part of his mind, Kieran shook his head, continuing to nuzzle the precious 'gift' from Lauren. The memory of the pain they had endure together as he almost admit his true feelings made him shudder. He had been so close of losing her…. He could only express his affection in his mind…. It could never be more…
He slowly slid one hand down his body, muffling a whimper in a fistful of the garment as his fingers gripped his neglected length.
'Usually, by the time I get to do this, she's already left for the night.! What if...What if she caught me this time?'
Lauren felt her breath catch at the lovely sight as Kieran stroked himself in the flickering flames. The handsome dark haired head was panting softly, barely perceptible moans disturbing the silent air.
Lauren bit her lips as she lowered one hand into her pants to adjust her panties. But, once she was comfortable, she couldn't seem to remove her hand, letting her fingers just linger against her moistening clit.
Meanwhile, Kieran's hand moved faster, the other clutching his treasured possession close.
'She'd probably get so offended that I dare see her that way. She would come closer, wearing that look of disapproval that she always has when she is disappointed in me, ready to slap me in angers. I'd let her do it, but I would be so fuckin' turned on too. Ohh...'
Kieran's abs clenched violently as his climax built up, thrusting his hips up against his stroking hand as the pressure erupted. He shoved the chemise away to safety as his release shot damn near his throat, streaks decorating his chest and belly.
Panting, Kieran felt the corners of his eyes beginning to burn. He pulled the piece of cloth close again, his touch tender now as he tried to avoid getting his seed on it. Time to clean up and focus.
'This is as close as I could ever dream of getting. And I know I'm lucky to have this much. Still...it hurts. That’s why I should never get close to people.'
Lauren was still frozen with shock and unnamed emotions as she distinguished the beginning of some tears sparkling under the reflection of the light.
Somehow, watching this seemed so much worse than what she'd seen before.
She started to step away, intending to perhaps come back much later, not willing to admit she had witnessed that private moment of weakness.
*squish* Stupid mud….
Lauren froze as Kieran's head whipped in her direction, dark ocean eyes widening in horror as they met hers.
Three heartbeats of perfect stillness and silence, then the unflappable assassin seemed to flat-out panic, trying to pull the uncooperative sheet up to cover himself, stammering so badly it sounded like he was shivering.
"Lauren! Thi-this isn't...! I'm not… oh fuck!"
Knowing that to simply walk away would only mean an unbearably awkward working environment the following day, Lauren slowly took her courage in hand and stepped into Kieran's quarters.
This seemed to alarm Kieran even more, as he tries to hide her old buttoned up behind himself while simultaneously using one corner of the blasted stuck sheet to hastily wipe his release from himself.
Lauren approached slowly, her chest tightening uncomfortably at the way one of the bravest men she knew seemed to cower at her mere presence. "Kieran?"
Uncurling from his position, his voice in a shy repertoire she never heard from him before "I… I'm sorry, Lauren. This is inexcusable."
Lauren started to reach out in comfort, only for him to flinch away."I'm not angry with you, Kieran."
Her partner seemed to be in shock, avoiding her eyes again as he whispered, "How lo-long were you there?"
Lauren hesitated before murmuring, "Long enough."
Kieran winced at the quiet answer, mortified beyond words. Fearsome assassin, what a joke. He shifted to press himself against the wall as Lauren sat on the edge of the bed, watching him with an unreadable expression.
His previous fantasy swallowed by terror; Kieran decided right here and there that he'd rather die than face her ever again.
Lauren didn't speak at first, but Kieran felt her assessing gaze on him. He barely held himself straight, wondering if he was fast enough to escape and avoid this discussion.
His thoughts were interrupted when the noble heiress spoke quietly. "This has certainly turned out to be an… interesting night."
Finally finding his usual demeanor, Kieran couldn't stop the hysterical laugh that burst forth. "Are you shittin' me?! 'Interesting'? That's not how I'd describe it, Lauren."
He gasped in surprise as the expected slap didn’t come and instead the women of his dreams shifted, reaching out to lightly touch his knee. "Kieran, it's ok. Just calm down."
Despite the gentleness of Lauren's voice, Kieran knew an order when he heard one. He averted his eyes to the wall and did as he was told.
Finally, able to face the situation, he turns toward her again and whispered, "Now what, Lauren?"
Lauren hesitated for a few moments, gazing at him. "Well, we can't exactly put these particular worms back in their can, can we? I say we move forward."
Kieran felt his brows furrow in confusion. "How? I mean, I dunno about you, but it's gonna be really hard for me to move past this and pretend you didn’t see that."
Lauren shook her head, then scooted close to press their lips together.
Lauren felt Kieran freeze like a deer, disbelief and shock filling his wide blue eyes. She moved her lips against his, patiently waiting for her man to recover and respond.
Then, slowly, tentatively, he pressed back, shyly returning the kiss as pent-up emotions replaced disbelief. A soft, broken moan vibrated through their shared breath.
Lauren sensed a trembling hand touch her upper arm as Kieran leaned into the contact with desperation flooding his intentions.
He was kissing her like she was water in a desert that could vanish at any moment.
Chest tightening at the sheer despair she could sense, Lauren instinctively pulled Kieran closer, then deepened the kiss, willing with all her might that his torment would eased.
Kieran whimpered as the kiss deepened, strong, shaking arms dropping the sheet between them and wrapping around behind Lauren's neck to hold on for dear life.
She caressed his bigger frame, as much as she could reach. Kieran trembled in her arms, pressing even closer. Lauren brought both hands up to frame his face as they continue to kiss hoping to help ground him into the moment.
After a while, she gently broke the embrace, now amused when she noticed Kieran trying to follow with eager lips.
"Kieran?" she whispered.
At the sounds of her voice, her partner flinched, almost pulling away from the hands on his face as he squeezed his eyes tighter in obvious regrets.
Lauren was saddened by the show of fear, how had the situation reversed from only a few months ago. Didn’t he trust in her feelings as well?
She kept one hand on a warm cheek, sliding the other hand up to his loosened hair as she spoke gently. Lauren's hand gently threaded his scalp, caressing the long black strands as she murmured, "It's ok, Kieran. I'm not going to hurt you."
But I could and I will...like I did before
Kieran tried to avert his eyes, but she didn't let him go, coaxing him to keep his gaze on dark gold.
"Lauren, I - "
He cut off when Lauren shook her head, putting one slender finger to his lips. “Trust me.”
It had completely escaped his self-loathing thoughts that Lauren had been the one to kiss him. Not the other way around.
The noble continued to stroke his hair and cheek, saying softly, "I don’t know what happen in your past, but yes, you can, Kieran."
He started to shake his head, stopping when he saw a small frown cross Lauren's face. Then, inexplicably, her soft lips curved upward."I'll make you a deal, Kieran."
He blinked in surprise, and Lauren continued, "I will reward you every time you let me do as I please and don’t protest."
Kieran tilted his head, curious despite his lingering doubts. "How would you do that?"
Lauren smirked and shook her head. “This is what this is all about.”
Kieran hesitated, then nodded his assent
The younger women smiled at him, then leaned close and kissed him lightly before tilting his head to lay an open-mouth kiss on his throat.
Kieran gasped, one hand instinctively coming up to the back of Lauren's head to steady her in position.
Lauren took this as encouragement, and beginning to suckle the flesh she'd captured, teeth gently scraping over his collarbone.
A needy whimper escaped Kieran's throat as it was assaulted, and a full-body shudder racked his entire frame. "Oh shit, Lauren, don’t , we shouldn’t, what the hell are you doing...."
As soon as the words left his lips, the pleasure was taken away, Lauren meeting his eyes in disappointment. "What was that?"
Kieran bit his lip. "Nothing, Lauren."
The detective gave him another rare true smile, pressing close and sliding one hand down the front of his body.
He groaned in surprised pleasure as Lauren wrapped that hand around his half-hard member. Kieran's body immediately responded to her touch, hardening at a pace that left him breathless.
"But…Lauren!" he managed to gasp out, only to receive a gentle smile as the soft hand began to slowly stroke his throbbing length.
Kieran barely heard her voice through the rushing in his ears in a mist, semi delirious fever, still in disbelief.
"Kieran, you looked so beautiful pleasuring yourself..."
He whined in a combination of arousal and embarrassment, leaning his head back when Lauren tilted her head towards his throat.
The soft lips, sharp teeth, and wet, exploring tongue returned to his sensitive flesh, kissing and licking and nibbling. Kieran couldn't help but moan, tilting his hips against the stroking hand. "Ahh gods, Lauren, that feels so good!"
Once again, he was rewarded for going with what she wanted.
Lauren's mouth left his throat to latch onto his parted lips, devouring the soft sounds he was making. She kissed him ravenously, and Kieran gave as good as he got, returning the kiss with his own fiery passion.
He lifted his hand to Lauren's hair, barely making contact with the red strands before his fingers bumped into her hairband. Kieran sucked in a breath and froze at realizing what he was doing. This couldn’t happen.
Lauren paused, raising curious, concerned eyes to his. "Kieran?"
He shook his head, and Lauren lifted one hand to his hand in her hair, frowning in confusion."You want me to loosen them up?"
Kieran hesitated, dilemma still not resolved, it wasn’t too late to stop and forget this whole debacle. However, under the lusty, almost pleading eyes, he gave another small nod as he whispered, "Yes, Lauren. "
Immediately, she began untying her glorious mass free, quickly joined by other accessories of her work, leaving her barer and more casual than Kieran had ever seen her outside of when she had been hurt.
Slowly, Lauren crawled close again, laying gentle hands on his thighs. "Darling, allow me to show you everything I've thought about you."
Lauren saw the red flush crawl over her man's face and throat, but Kieran nodded warily.
"Ok, Love."
Smiling at the use of the endearment, she leaned closer and moved one hand to touch the wicked scars that accented his tanned body.
Kieran shivered under the attention, leaning into her fingers as Lauren murmured, “They do suit you so perfectly.” She caressed the interlocking design that spanned his muscular chest as she continued softly, "I always wanted the freedom to do this..."
Lauren felt him tense. Immediately, her fingers paused."Kieran? What's troubling you?"
Hesitating. "I'm… damaged good, Lauren, unlike you."
Heart clenching in pain at imagining what he must have gone through to be marked as such, and to erase Kieran's self-doubt, Lauren spoke soothingly. "You are gorgeous , Kieran White, just the way you are."
Wide topaz met her in shock. Hoping to lighten the mood, Lauren teased gently, "If you try to hide this lovely body from me again, I'll have to use my overwhelming strength to pin you."
She was caught off-guard by Kieran sucking in a breath, dark eyes widening further.
She tilted her head, slowly resuming her attention to the wicked marks she always wanted to taste. "You would enjoy that?"
Kieran nodded shyly. "Yeah. That’s ok with you?"
Lauren smiled, then gently pushed his broad chest. "Lay on your back for me, make yourself comfortable."
Kieran obeyed, settling back on the bed. He rested his hands by his head, blushing deeply.
She started to strip, surprisingly not ashamed or shy of her own body. It was hard not to feel like a goddess under the admiring stare that couldn’t seem to take his fill. It was strange to think of her otherwise confident and flirty partner as submissive, but she was willing to roll with that. Kieran was adorable and so sexy with a flush of deep red tainting his cheeks.
Carefully, Lauren climbed on top of him, now naked as well, pinning him to the bed with her weight. Kieran gave a soft gasp, writhing in obvious pleasure as he felt her dripping juices touching his aching member as she slowly rubs herself again his hard cock, palming his chest at the same time.
They were going to do this. It was more than what he ever expected in life. He loved her so much. He was going to make it good for her.
His previous doubts forgotten; Kieran strived to give her all the attention she deserved. Reaching out with his agile fingers to grab her slender waist, he helped her speed her movement, covering his member with her precious liquids. They were both moaning in unison at the amazing friction.
Using his powerful abs to raise himself up, he latched onto one perky nipple, rewarded by Lauren’s gasp of pleasure. Encouraged, Kieran did the same maneuver with the other one, as Lauren had stopped moving, gripping his head in a tight hold as he lavished as much attention as he could unto the rosy buds. They were dripping wet when he had finished with them, but he was still starving for more.
However, not wanting to lose control of where this was going, Lauren pushed him back again. Desire was clouding her golden pupils; they were shining like never before under the weak light of the flames as she admired the shadows dancing across his exposed skin. He lets her do as she pleased; she was his everything.
“Let me show you how much I want this too, Kieran.”
And at her words, she took his member in hand, lowering herself unto it eagerly. SO HOT. He was on fire, feverish, this was the greatest day of his life.
Fully settled after a minute or two as she adjusted to take his size and length with deep breathes, Lauren started to move enthusiastically. Kieran lost coherency, all he could do was stare in awe trying to memorize every little detail he could to engrave this perfect moment forever in his brain. How her hair reflected the dim light, how he could feel her strength through her tights gripping his body, how she seemed like the sun momentarily driving all the darkness from his poor soul.
Even if he had an orgasm before, he knew he wasn’t going to last long and it’s that realization that shook him into action. He couldn’t leave her pending. Grabbing her luscious butt with both hands, he dropped one of his feet to the ground to help and pushed himself to a standing position in a feat of almost unhuman strength.
Catching on rapidly on what he was attempting, Lauren held on unto his shoulders, his cock going even deeper as gravity took its hold. Locking her ankles behind his back, she lets him control her movements, now allowed to kiss him desperately.
Her climax was upon her, her clit was rubbing against his abs, everything around and inside her was Kieran, only him. This was heaven. She didn’t want to stop.
Slapping flesh and lewd sounds were the only noise echoing in the cavern as they pressed even closer against each other, merging their body into one. Kieran was possessed, moving her like she weighted nothing, shouting his pleasure in a continuous moan of ecstasy. Lauren was no better, lips glistening with saliva, repeating his name on a mantra every time she could draw a breath.
On a particular rough down movement, the redhead couldn’t help herself, she admitted the truth that she hadn’t realized before. “Kieran… I… Loooveee… you… “ Her release came, clenching his dick even harder with her tight pussy as her liquids drenched her legs even more. That was enough to finish her partner as well, as he grunts and cums in her warm embrace.
Depositing his precious burden back on the bed, Kieran peppered her face with small kisses in worship. Daring to ask the question. “Were you serious just then?”
Shining in afterglow, with a malicious air, “Is it so hard to believe that I could reciprocate your feelings, Mr. White.”
Deadpanned without hesitation, “Yes.”
“For a cunning flirt, you can be incredibly thick headed sometimes. I love you Kieran, accept it. Now come closer, I’m sleepy.” And not waiting for his reply, she closed her eyes seemingly falling asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.
Unable to resist the charming picture, Kieran kiss her forehead in affection, snuggling closer, an arm around her waist. “I love you too, my dear detective. “