Downworld

Part 3: Casualties of Change

I woke slowly to Malik kissing my neck. It felt rather nice, so I didn't open my eyes right away. That was a mistake though, and I realized that when he bit me.

'What that fuck?' I said, rubbing the bite and rolling over to face him.

Bastard didn't even look sorry. 'I was just waking you up,' he said sheepishly, staying wisely out of reach.

'With your teeth? I have an early meeting, you know.'

'I know. That's why I woke you up. It's not like it won't fade by then.'

He had a point. 'What's the time, anyway?' I asked glancing at the clock on the wall. Both it and Malik told me the same thing.

'Six.'

I narrowed my eyes at him. 'My meeting isn't until eight. And it'll only take me twenty to get there.'

'I know.'

'You woke me up to have sex, didn't you?'

'Maybe.'

'You're a horny bastard.'

'Like you aren't?'

Yet another valid point. And since I was awake with some time to kill... well I was a horny bastard too. And lately we hadn't had the time for much more than quickies.

After a while, there was a knock on the door. We didn't stop, only slowing enough to get my thoughts straight, and Malik bit down hard on his lower lip to try keep himself from making a sound.

'Uncle Jay,' Fiona said from the other side. 'You awake?'

I swallowed, and tired to sound normal. 'Yeah. Not decent, though. You need something?'

'I just wanted to talk to you.'

Malik gasped, though he clapped a hand over his mouth to try and stop it.

'Ugh,' Fiona said on the other side of the door. 'Are you having sex?'

'Little bit,' I replied, smiling at both Malik's and Fiona's embarrassment.

Malik reached up to grab a pillow and drag it down over his face. His mortification didn't stop him from thrusting against me though.

'Ugh,' Fiona said again. 'Well, whatever, it's not really important.'

'Wait. Meet me for breakfast at the library?'

There was a short pause. 'Okay.'

'Order me eggs. I'll be down in fifteen.'

I heard her move away.

'Fifteen minutes?' Malik asked, panting and pushing the pillow away.

'You only get ten. I'll need to wash and get dressed.'

'Not fair,' he whined.

'Not fair?' I grasped his hips to get a better angle. Then he wasn't complaining so much.

We finished in time, though I hadn't factored in the time we needed to catch our breath, and then the time it took, wrapped in Malik's arms and exchanging sloppy kisses, for me to make myself get up. The clock on the wall watched us in silent judgment.

'I've got to go. I said to Fiona I'd be meeting her right now and I've still got to get dressed.'

He pouted, but didn't argue as I untangled myself.

'You know, I don't have any meetings tomorrow morning.'

Rolling his eyes, he sat up to give me a kiss goodbye.