(A/N : Smut warning, if you're not into spice. Mind your business and skip onwards! xx M )
He stepped in, pushing the door closed behind him and before he knew what to do or say she was up against him, her hands around his neck and her lips on his. Instinctively, he wrapped his arms around her middle, hugging her against him and lifting her off her feet so she didn't have to stretch on her toes to reach his lips. He heard her heels slip off, clattering to the ground as he held her up against his body, wanting her as close as possible. She let Finn lead, let his tongue swipe across her bottom lip teasingly before she opened her mouth and felt his tongue slide against hers. It was enough to make Ailbhe sigh in relief but light a fire to make her want more.
Placing her back on her feet that suddenly felt unsteady, he backed her further into the hallway never once parting from her lips. Her hands clutched at his neck, his shirt collar and his shoulders, as if she just wanted any part of him to grab onto. Her shoes that had fallen carelessly on the floor, ended up getting in the way and made Finn stumble over them, barely managing to stay on his feet as he held onto Ailbhe. She started laughing, a quiet giggle that got louder until she was full on laughing against his lips. He couldn't help but join her, his head falling onto her shoulder as he laughed with her, the easiest thing in the world.
She laughed for what felt forever, before their laughs died off and they were just staring at each other, their breaths a little ragged.
"I can leave... if you want me to" Finn told her, his arms still around her and their bodies pressed against each other.
"I don't want you to" she whispered, her eyes wide and wanting. She wasn't too drunk to not know what she wanted and she was drunk enough to be brave and step towards the stairs, his hand in hers. She tugged it gently, pulling him after her as she stepped up on the first step, bringing her closer to his eye level and smiling as he leaned in and pressed a kiss to her lips again.
She tugged his hand gently and Finn didn't need a second invitation. He followed her up the stairs, running behind her as she pushed into her bedroom and slammed the door behind them. She jumped at him again, wrapping her arms around his neck and wanting to feel his hands on her again. He must have read her mind because his hands roamed all over her body, igniting sparks everywhere he touched from her waist to the way his hands slid down and gripped her dress that covered her ass, from the way he held her neck to the way his hand slid down and cupped her breasts that felt so heavy and neglected she couldn't help but moan when he made contact.
She started to undress him first, pushing his braces off his shoulders and starting to unbutton his shirt messily, her fingers slipping on the buttons until she had his shirt thrown aside. Finn's hands were reaching up behind her, trying to locate the zipper and spinning her around when he couldn't find it with his hands. She laughed but the way he pulled her back against him wasn't funny at all. She heard herself gasping, shocked to find herself so turned on when she felt his hardness against her and know she had done that to him. His lips found her neck, kissing from behind as he found her zipper and pulled it down, letting her dress fall to the floor. She was left standing in her bralette that tied with a ribbon at the back and her satin underwear shorts and stockings. She worried what he would think, would he look at her like he used to?
She need not have worried. Because when she turned around, she saw nothing but lust and adoration in Finn's eyes as he drank in the sight of her.
"Fucking hell Ailbhe" he sighed, not able to resist her anymore and leaning in to kiss her again, his hands finding the sides of her neck and holding onto her gently.
He felt her small hands run down his chest and abdomen, leaving goose bumps after her and reaching the belt of his trousers. She fumbled with the buckle before she got it to release and unbuttoned his pants, letting them fall and Finn to step out of them.
They stood looking at each other for a moment, forgetting about everything else and everyone else. All she knew then was that she wanted him and nobody else in the world would ever come close.
He closed the torturous space between them, his lips finding hers and his fingers easily untying the ribbon behind her that held her bralette in place. It floated to the floor, Finn's hands covering her breasts and holding them in his hands while his lips dropped along her jaw to the skin of her neck. Her pulse beat a tattoo against his lips and he smiled when he heard her gasp and then moan when his thumbs circled her hardened nipples. She moaned again when he bit down on the delicate skin of her neck, his tongue flicking over the same spot and soothing it. The little noises she made shot straight to his hardening length, making him want her more and more. But he wanted to hear her moan, watch her become undone because of him.
His hands slipped away from her breasts, making a quiet whine escape from her lips at the lack of contact. He smirked at her demanding nature, whispering
"Just wait"
She wondered what he was making her wait for and then she felt his hands sliding over her hips, one gripping her hip in his hand and the other sliding down her stomach and lower until it reached exactly where she needed contact. Still over her shorts, he slid two fingers down until he found the little bundle of nerves that she needed him to touch.
What was it about her? Finn would never know what made her so intoxicating and made it so that enough was never enough of her. The grip of her fingers on his shoulders tightened, her nails slightly digging into his skin but he welcomed the feeling as well as how she pushed forwards, wanting more friction with his finger tips that he had paused on her clit. She urged him to move his fingers, not to torture her any more.
He looked at her, eyes closed and her lip bit in begging for more of him. The knowledge that he was doing this to her, that nobody else had done this to her and they wouldn't ever do it if Finn had any say in the matter. All he wanted, more than anything was to give her what she wanted, what she needed from him. Her nails dug into his shoulders slightly, her shaky breaths and her hips pushing forwards, wanting more. It was enough to feel himself go as hard as a rock but he was enjoying himself too much, watching her and pleasuring her.
"What is it you want?" he questioned her, his face only inches away from hers as he held her neck and brought her eyes to look at him.
She looked back at him, her eyes wide and begging, her cheeks flushed. She had been flushed from the whiskey earlier but now it was all him.
"Finn" she moaned, it was almost a whimper as she tried to push against his hand but he stopped her, pulling his fingers away from her
"What do you want?" he repeated, teasing her by kissing her for just a second, planning on pulling away.
But she wouldn't let him. She kept their lips joined, biting his bottom lip and responding with as much passion and desire as he had. He pulled away though, waiting for his answer.
She panted the words, on an exhale as she barely had the energy to say them anymore
"You Finn, I always want you"
Her eyes were closed but she knew he was grinning, his cocky smile that was because he knew she wanted him so bad.
He was different with her now, more sure of himself, more dominant. Ailbhe remembered when they were together two years ago. They were so young and innocent, not knowing what to do or say but Finn had clearly grown up in those two years. He knew exactly what to say and do to drive her crazy for him.
On hearing those words, he pushed aside her shorts and put the tips of his fingers exactly where she wanted them, where she needed them. He started making little circles and brought her to a level of pleasure she had never experienced in her life before. Joining his lips back to hers, she moaned against his lips and into his mouth which reassured him he was doing exactly what she wanted. He listened to her pants and moans, speeding up and slowing down, taking little hints from her. When she started grinding against his hand, he changed his pace before running his fingers the length of her slit. He realised how wet she was, realising how turned on she had been all night.
Every time he had brushed against her in The Garrison or even when he looked her deep in the eyes, she could feel herself getting turned on. She hadn't imagined they would end up back in her bed but she was so glad they had now.
"Is this okay?" he whispered, not wanting to pressure her or make her do anything she didn't want to.
But the way she pulled open her eyes, looking at him and moaned "Oh my God yes", it made him smirk. He should have known that Ailbhe didn't do anything she didn't want to.
She gasped when she felt a finger push inside of her but despite being tight, she was so wet it slid in easily. She clenched around him, feeling the tightness in her lower abdomen and the building of pressure that told her she was close. He slid another finger inside of her, pushing his thumb back along her slit to rub her clit and this just made her moan so loud he was thankful the house was empty.
His lips slipped away from hers, down to her neck knowing that she was getting lost in him.
Between his magic touch and the kissing of her neck she could feel herself climbing towards the release and explosion she had been craving forever from him. It was better than any time she had imagined it or any time she had brought herself to this feeling.
"That's it Ailbhe, you're close" He murmured against her neck, feeling her pulse quicken and her breaths and moans giving it away that she was so close.
His voice was husky and lower as he continued his exact motions, knowing this was going to bring her to climax. Just as he bit down on the soft skin of her neck, she let herself go. She moaned into his ear and almost cried out as the climax slammed into her and almost knocked her off her feet. Only for Finn holding her up, she was sure her knees would have given in. He continued rubbing, pushing in and out to make it last longer and when she finally came back down to Earth he was so hard he thought he wouldn't last at all if she even touched him. The sounds of her moans and pants were enough to almost bring him to climax.
"Fucking hell Finn" she sighed, his arms holding her up as she felt like her knees were about to collapse.
She heard him laugh a little and once she opened her eyes, she joined him. He slid his fingers out of her, looking her in the eyes when he lifted them to his lips and put them inside his mouth sucking the moisture off them.
She felt quite rocky on her feet and she let Finn pull her towards the bed. He sat down, sitting back and letting her sit on his knee, his arms wrapping tight around her. She only took a moment to herself before leaning in and pressing her lips against his shoulder before letting her lips climb up his neck and find his. They were kissing again but she wanted to feel him properly. She reached down between them, finding his hardened length between them. He sucked air in through his teeth when she made contact. She slipped his shorts down so she could feel it properly, have it in her hand.
She smiled at the way he reacted, how he sighed into the kiss and groaned when she slid her thumb over the top, wiping away the drop of moisture at the head.
"Fuck Ailbhe" he groaned as she dropped her hand down, pumping up and down.
Finn thought he had died and gone to heaven but then he felt her pull away from him.
She pushed herself off his knee and away from him. He thought she was having second thoughts or changing her mind and immediately panicked. But the way she dropped her shorts and stockings and pushed him back onto the bed he knew she just had other things on her mind. She slid down between his legs, licking her lips and before he knew it, she was licking a clean strip up his length. Once she reached the top, she put the tip in her mouth and rotated her tongue, feeling his hands tangle up in her hair and pull on her hair slightly. She didn't understand it but the tug on her hair sent a direct twinge and sensitivity to the apex between her legs.
Finn could barely control himself, feeling her mouth take in all of him before sliding back up, only to repeat it again. Her small hands ran up his thighs, before one of them held onto the base of Finn's shaft and she sucked the tip. Finn knew he wouldn't last much longer, but she seemed intent on keeping her mouth on him until he finished.
His grip on her hair tightened, his breaths became more laboured and then he was jerking inside her mouth, his groans making Ailbhe desperate for more touch making her reach down and start to rub herself. For what felt like the first time in forever she made him come apart from her touch. Once he had recovered, his body coming back to Earth he opened his eyes. He looked down at her, not wanting her to be so far away from him anymore and he pulled her up to his level, pulling her onto his body as he fell back against the mattress. He pulled her into his arms, their bodies colliding and he heard her laugh against him. He scarcely remembered feeling so happy and at peace before as she lay against him, her hands reaching up to trace his jawline.
His hand slid down her back, tracing the outline of her spine and over her hip, down her thigh. She felt her sharply inhale as he slid past her sex, avoiding it on purpose just to tease her. She looked at him, her eyes filling with desire again and before she could lean in, Finn pushed up against her, joining their lips again and pulling her against him. She smiled into the kiss, he could feel it and she sighed as his hand reached up and tweaked her nipple, slipping down between her legs and feeling how wet she still was.
"I want you Finn" she moaned against his lips, hooking her leg around his hip and pulling him closer. He was feeling himself start to twitch, to come back to life and harden again wanting another round with Ailbhe. He didn't think he would ever get enough.
Her small hand slipped down between them and gripped him in her little hand. Stroking up and down she felt him harden and knew he was getting ready again. She loved how he moaned, the quiet noises he made in her ear that reminded her he was coming undone for her and her only.
"Ailbhe, we need to talk about what I said last night" he whispered into the dark, through the moans.
She paused for a second, freezing before pressing her lips back to his neck and resuming her hand movements
"No, we don't Finn" she murmured against his skin.
The way she pressed up against him and ran her hands up his chest around his neck was setting Finn's skin on fire, he was sure he could feel himself burning under her touch. Her tongue tangled with his and distracted him from what he wanted to say. He wanted to talk to her about last night, how he had told her he loved her and how he wanted to know how she felt, what she felt for him.
In order to be able to think coherently he needed to stop kissing her, stop touching her but he couldn't. His hands slipped down her body, his hand gripping the leg she had hooked around him and pulling her tighter against him. He pushed her back gently onto her back so he was leaning over her and he could pull back from her. He needed to talk to her about last night before he could go any further.
"Ailbhe, stop" he whispered, pulling back from her and reaching for her hand so he could hold it up by her head.
"What Finn?" she whined. He was glad she wanted him so badly but he knew she was also avoiding the conversation.
Clearing his throat, he looked at her lying beneath him and wanting him to have sex with her it would be so easy to just do what she wanted but he had to know.
"Were you going to say it back?" he asked, his eyes boring into hers.
She looked back at him, her eyebrows furrowing
"Say what back?" she asked, playing dumb but Finn saw through it.
"I told you I loved you last night" Finn reminded her even though it was burned into her memory as perhaps one of the most important moments of her entire life.
"And Tommy walked in, but if he hadn't, were you going to say it back?" he asked, his patience wearing thinner.
Ailbhe looked away from him, rubbing her hand over her face and sighing. She didn't know what to say.
"I don't know Finn" she whispered.
She saw his whole demeanour change straight away. His hand loosened in hers and his eyes changed, they stopped looking at her like she was all he wanted in the world and became so hurt she had to look away. She wasn't being completely honest, she did love him. Of course, she did but she just couldn't bring herself to say it.
"Finn, please I'm here and I'm with you, only you. I only want you. You're everything to me you're all I want" she told him, reaching her hand up to his face but he didn't melt into her touch like he usually did.
She knew the damage she had done. But she couldn't say it, not now. When her head was so confused and conflicted.
"Then why can't you say it? Because I know you feel it" Finn shook his head, his eyes narrowed as he leaned back away from her.
He pulled away from her entirely to sit on the edge of the bed. He didn't even look at her while pulling on his shorts and stood up, keeping his back to her. Ailbhe grabbed her robe from the chair beside the bed and tied it around her, covering her naked body and feeling the cold rush in as the heat from Finn against her vanished. She felt tears prick at the corner of her eyes at the realisation she was pushing him away and couldn't stop. The alcohol that had rushed through her system and made everything feel so good was now making everything feel more upsetting and broken.
"I'm sorry Finn" she cried, putting her hand up to her head and pushing her hair back over her shoulder.
Finn turned to look at her and he melted, like he always did when he saw her. She was on the verge of tears, sitting there looking so vulnerable and heartbroken and he had done that to her. He moved towards her, sitting on her side of the bed and pulled her into his chest where she rested her head.
"Its a mess in my head Finn, I can't think straight and now everyone is asking me about you and I don't know what to say"
She sighed against his chest, the alcohol making her sensible brain spit out all of these incoherent thoughts. But she kept speaking
"And now everyone is asking about Bonnie and-" but she stopped, feeling him go still with his arms around her.
"This is about Bonnie Gold?" he snapped, standing up and letting her go.
Ailbhe knew she had said the wrong thing straight away. His whole face had changed, the gentle and loving Finn that had been there moments before was gone.
"No! I don't see him like that Finn" she tried to defend herself, stepping off her bed and trying to approach him but he backed away from her.
"Finn you're... you're my..." she exclaimed, trying to get him to look at her, trying to find the words. She needed him to see that she was telling the truth as she reached for his hand but he pulled it away from her.
He knew if he felt her skin on his she could convince him that nothing else mattered but it did.
"I'm your what?" He snapped, looking at her and waiting for her to finish her sentence. All of the tenderness in his eyes was gone, all of the desire and the love, pushed away.
"You can't say you love me because you've got feelings for him, don't you?" His voice was raising now, getting louder and while he wasn't shouting at her he wasn't quiet either.
Ailbhe couldn't believe he was jumping to conclusions about her and Bonnie. She knew it mustn't have been easy or pleasant for him to see her with another man but she had been just doing what Tommy asked of her and being friends with him. She knew that romance was off the table because she couldn't ever get Finn out of her head or her heart.
"Finn that's ridiculous, I don't love Bonnie" she retorted, trying to get him to calm down and listen to her but once Finn made up his mind it was almost impossible to change it. He didn't even look up at her as he grabbed his clothes and dressed quickly.
He wouldn't listen to her. The alcohol that pulsed through his veins made his temper faster to flare and he was jumping to conclusions that fit his own wild imaginings. He couldn't even look at her as he pulled on his shirt, not even bothering to button it as he grabbed his shoes.
He paused at the door when he heard her call his name. He turned to look at her and she stood there looking at him. She looked so hurt, so tortured and heartbroken that it felt like she was ripping his chest apart. All he wanted was to stop her looking so hurt but he was hurting too, because she couldn't be honest with him.
"Finn" she cried, "Please don't go"
But he tore his eyes away from her, knowing if he looked at her any longer, he'd crumble and go to her, tell her that it didn't matter if she never said it. But it did matter to him. She either felt it or she didn't but to say 'I don't know'. It wasn't enough for him, not after everything they had gone through and he couldn't do that to himself.
Ailbhe heard the door downstairs slam and she climbed back into the bed that had been where she thought she was going to lose her virginity to Finn and go down in her history as the best night of her life but it was going down as one of the worst. Ailbhe cursed herself a thousand times. Why couldn't she just say it to Finn? She loved him, more than she thought it possible to love someone and yet something deep inside her told her not to say it, not to ruin what they had already. And now they had nothing. She had ruined it by trying not to ruin it, leaving her alone and heartbroken on her birthday.