and i could not resist, i just had to get close to her Who: Angel and Leidy When: 9ish Where:Anywhere But Here Warning: NSFW!
If Leidy had a nickel for every time she found herself sitting in this familiar spot at the familiar bar, she'd be rich. Well, that's being a little dramatic, but she'd surely have enough for a pretty decent meal. We're talking Red Lobster or Olive Garden, not Burger King or Wendy's. She was a classy girl, she was. Of course, how classy do you have to be to knock back a round of Jose Cuervo and still live to tell about it? The ticks of the clock fell in line with her heartbeat as it slowed, a direct result of the alcohol in her system. How long had she been there? She had lost track of the time, having come here straight from the office.
Things had been odd lately. She’d normally rush home to spend time with her nephew or her sister-in-law, but not tonight. Not tonight or the night before that or last weekend. Leidy found herself taking comfort in the company of strangers lately. Not exactly the safest practice for a girl nowadays, but sometimes mind acts over matter and Leidy had always been a slave to her impulses. She downed another shot and sat for a moment, opening her mouth to speak to the bartender for another drink, but as she stood and reached forward to catch his attention, she realized all at once that – well – she had to use the little girl’s room. “I…” She lowered herself back onto her heels and nodded twice. “Hold that thought, yeah?”
Turning quickly, she detangled herself from her jacket and stumbled just a bit as she slid her bag over her shoulder and made a beeline for the corner of the small bar where the bathrooms were. A woman on a mission, Leidy paid no attention to the people she was maneuvering her way through. She was barely tall enough to notice anyway, right? She weaved between stools and as her destination became more visible, her pace quickened and soon, she was practically jogging. What was it about emptying someone’s bladder that made them feel so accomplished? This was a race and time was on her side as she moved seamlessly through the small bar. Seamlessly and graciously – yeah, right. She slammed right into someone and was flat on her ass before she even had a chance to realize what had just happened.
She felt something cold and wet as it spread across her torso and she realized then that not only had she slammed into someone, but she also managed to waste a perfectly good drink in the process. Part of her wanted to sass the victim by offering some short remark. ‘Walk much?’ would have sufficed, or maybe even just a dirty look and a ‘whatthefuck’ hand motion. But Leidy was drunk, she wasn’t a bitch. She stood slowly, an apology forming on the tip of her tongue as she moved to stand up and face the innocent bystander who’d just been in the wrong place at the wrong time. “I’m so sorry, I-“ She paused for a moment she was on her feet, standing in front of a very tall, very attractive fella. It was almost official. She was an asshole. “Shit, excuse me – I didn’t see you.”
Angel decided to do what he did best - go find a random bar and hit it up. He, once again, decided to leave Annie at home and just use his white cane as an aide. He'd heard about this little bar called Anywhere But Here, so he directed the cab driver to take him there.
Getting out of the cab, he asked a random bar person to position him in the direction of the bar. Heading that way Angel swung his cane back and forth in front of him, making sure to clear chairs, tables and random feet stuck out in the aisle. What he didn't clear was a person. Who apparently plowed right into him and spilled her drink on them both. "Fuck," Angel snarled, rubbing a hand down his now wet shirt.
Angel snorted, "Obviously I didn't see you either. FUCK!" He ran an angry hand through his long blonde locks and glared in the direction of the voice. "Thanks so much," he snarked before continuing on his way to the bar.
As if she didn't feel shitty enough about crashing into someone, she felt ten times worse when she realized that she couldn't pin the blame on the other person this time. Had she seriously plowed right into a blind person? Of all of the embarrassing things to do that secured her a place in hell, this had to be on the top of that list. Shit, she thought to herself as she knelt down and felt around on the floor for her purse. She was definitely going to hell for that one. She decided to let it go, heading towards the bathroom again, only a little slower this time. As she walked, she replayed the encounter in her head, becoming a little more annoyed each time around.
Seriously, he had been a real asshole about the whole thing. Sure, she had run into him pretty hard and yeah, she should have been watching where she was going, but it was a bar for God's sake! Did that guy really have to be such a dick about the whole thing? A more sober Leidy would have let it go and continued on her way, but that was six shots ago. Instead, she turned and started back towards the bar. Coincidentally, he had taken a seat right where she was sitting before.
"You know, I apologized for running into you. It's really not necessary to be such an ass about the whole thing. Just for the record." She set her bag down on the chair and got the attention of the bartender. "I ran into this guy and something tells me he needs a drink, so hook him up, would you?" She turned and looked at the blonde man beside her. "Please don't be the kind of person who refuses a free drink out of spite." She said, sighing and tucking her long, dark hair away behind her ears.
Angel had already sat down and ordered his customary scotch on the rocks. He'd slung back the entire drink, stewing over the fact that a person who could actually see had the damn nerve to run into him! If she was that drunk, perhaps she needed to go home and sleep it off. "For fucks sake," he muttered under his breath.
Then the girl came back and apparently decided that it would be an awesome idea to sit beside him. "You haven't done enough damage, sugar?" he asked, sarcasm dripping from his voice. "And I'm not being an ass... who's the ass for calling a blind man an ass?" Okay, so that made much more sense in his head, but still! He wasn't the one who'd run into her!
"Another scotch," he ordered the bartender. Hell, he wasn't the type to pass up free drinks. When the bartender slammed it down in front of him, he raised it in salute to the annoying little girl beside him before drinking deeply until it was finished. "Another."
Leidy's jaw had dropped slightly when he threw down the blind card. Really? He'd gone there? Well, fuck. At least she hadn't been the one to pull it. "You.." She trailed off and huffed a bit, chewing on the inside of her bottom lip. When the bartender served Angel another drink, he had a slight smirk of amusement on his face and Leidy glared in his direction. There was another double of Jose Cuervo in front of her in a matter of seconds, so she couldn't be all that mad at him, right?
She opened her mouth to speak again, but changed her mind rather quickly. He was right, really. She'd nearly killed the guy, right? All 136 pounds of her, hurling into that tall, undoubtedly fit frame. "I'd hardly call it damage." She mumbled, picking up her own shot to down it before changing her mind. She was starting to get a headache and it was all because of who she had run into. It could have been worse, right? She could have run into an ex-boyfriend or even worse, an ex-girlfriend. Bitches were crazy nowadays. The thought made her chuckle, but it was brief.
She glanced over at Angel again and crossed her legs, trying to figure him out. It was what she did. As a sociology major, she loved to fucking analyze people. Might as well have fun tonight! "You're the only blind man I've ever met who goes to a bar alone." She said, light-heartedly, but as soon as it came out of her mouth, she regretted it. Clearly, this dude didn't have the most even temper.
Angel's hearing had gotten sharper since he went blind and he heard her muttering and the low chuckle she let out. He rolled his eyes at her comment. "Yeah, well, now you've seen one, get the hell out." He hated being stared at and he could feel his eyes on his body.
He hadn't heard her drink the shot she'd ordered, so turning his head in her direction, he asked, "Not going to drink-" he paused to sniff at his shirt where she'd spilled her drink, "-your tequila?" If she was going to insist on sitting beside him, she needed to shut the hell up and he could think of no better way for that to happen than by drinking. Unless she was a chatty drunk, then he would find himself a new bar...one where he didn't get run into.
It was more than obvious that this dude wasn't budging on his angry-at-the-world attitude and Leidy shrugged her shoulders, deciding it best to leave him be. She bit her tongue and opted not to say anything else and instead, she finished her drink and gingerly rested the glass back down on the bar in front of her. She called out a thanks to the bartender and slid some cash across the counter. "See you in a few days." She told him when he walked over and nodded his thanks.
She contemplated saying goodbye to the blonde sitting beside her, weighing the pros and the cons. She was a friendly person, always had been. It really ticked her off that his first impression of her was that she was an inconsiderate drunk that had run into him at this bar. She stood for a few seconds, not looking at him but looking towards the door. "I wish I could rewind and change how we met tonight." She decided to speak in his general direction. It was a simple statement, but it was loaded. There was something about this guy that intrigued her.
Maybe it was because she'd never met anyone who didn't instantly like her. Or maybe it was because she didn't understand why he was so pissed off about something that was clearly an accident. Clearly to anyone who could see, of course. Great. Now she felt bad all over again.
"Well we don't always get what we want, now do we, sweetheart?" was his automatic response. However, as Angel threw down his fourth scotch and with the alcohol buzzing in his system, he felt his natural bitterness softening a bit. He felt a little bad for treating the girl so badly. True, she'd run into him and ruined his shirt, but it wasn't her fault he was an ass. Anyone else she'd run into wouldn't have berated her in this way.
He reached a hand out and after a bit of searching caught her arm. Instant heat crawled up his arm as he touched her. "Don't go," he said softly. He really didn't mean to run her off and was mentally chewing himself out for his attitude. His mother would have killed him for treating a woman this way. "Name's Angel." Hopefully if they introduced themselves they could start over.
When Leidy felt him reach out and grab her, she stopped and turned her head to look at him. She definitely hadn't expected him to reach out to her, but he was. And whoa - was he actually introducing himself? Her mind was blurred, but her speech wasn't. Neither were her movements. She returned to his side, eyeing him suspiciously. She almost felt like this was a set up! Oh, the fuzzy formalities that can be blamed on Tequila.
"Angel," she repeated, letting his his name roll off of her tongue quietly. "I'm Leidy. Like the dog." This girl had a serious case of foot-in-mouth syndrome and she had no idea when that happened. "Uh.. you know.. Lady and the Tramp? I guess it's better to be the Lady than the Tramp, but then again... I guess that's subject to interpretation.." What the hell? She chewed on the inside of her cheek and sat down again, choosing to abruptly end the introduction.
Leidy cleared her throat. "Angel, it's nice to meet you. Officially. Sorry again about the crashing into you thing. I'd ask you if you come here often, but over the years, that seems to have become a bit of a laughable pick-up line. So." She nodded and slid back in her seat. "How's it going?" She couldn't help but eye him as he sat beside her - especially now that he seemed to be less pissed off. He was pretty hot and he definitely had the whole brooding artist thing going for him.
Angel couldn't help but grin as she babbled on about Lady and the Tramp. "Nice name," he chuckled. He often got shit over his name - afterall, Angel wasn't the most manliest of manly names - and deduced that she must get her fairshare of shit over her name as well.
"Give the lady another drink on me," he told the bartender. Yeah, so their drinks equaled out - it was the thought that counted, right? He belatedly gave a chuckle over the unintended pun of lady and Leidy.
"Just watch where you're going next time," he said gruffly. He didn't want to admit that if he'd had Annie, his seeing eye dog, she could have helped him avoid that incident, so really he was just as much at fault as she was. "Never been here actually...and you?"
As the bartender walked over and gave them a knowing look, complete with a raised eyebrow, Leidy shrugged and laughed a bit. She graciously accepted another drink, although she knew she shouldn't. Oh, well. One more drink couldn't hurt too bad, could it? Besides, it's not like she was driving or anything. Thank God for taxi cabs.
"Yeah, I come here often." She sighed, half-jokingly. "It's sad, really. But then again, I think I reserve the right to have a drink or two after a long day of work. Non-profit organizations provide a higher level of satisfaction but double the stress, let me tell you." She shook her head some and smiled over in Angel's direction.
"Do you live around here, or..?" Leidy was curious about the man sitting beside her. "I've lived here for about a year now. Maybe a little more.. time flies when you up and leave everything behind, I guess. I'm originally from New York City." Talkative was her middle name.
Angel nodded...he went drinking as a stress reliever too. "I'm here after fucking up three canvases and getting completely frustrated." Painting had not gone well today. Or maybe it had and he just thought it hadn't. It was a bitch to not be able to see what he was creating. "What kind of nonprofit work do you do?" Yeah, so he was chatting with the girl who tried to knock him down.. just fabulous.
"I live here - originally from New Haven though." He took another swig of his new scotch, not downing it quickly like he had the others though. "Why'd you move here from New York?" Living in a happening city such as New York City had to be awesome. He'd love to go there one day, have an art show or gallery opening in the city. It would mean that he'd arrived as an artist.
So he was an artist! Wow. That kind of surprised Leidy, considering... well. Considering the circumstances. She made a mental note to ask him about that later, when they weren't just getting over the fact that she nearly killed him. She could be so dramatic. "Oh, I work for an organization called Joining Hands." She nodded while she spoke. "Reuniting people with their missing loved ones."
This could go one of two ways. He could be totally into what she did for a living, or he could be totally opposed to it. Some people were down with the times and were more than accepting of the fact that there were organizations out there that promoted the union of humans and supernaturals. However, there were others who frowned upon the whole thing. She didn't have control over what others thought and thus tried her very best to be understanding of both viewpoints.
"I moved here to be with my sister-in-law when she was pregnant. My brother... isn't around, so I came to help her out." She quickly avoided going into the details with the handsome stranger. Let's not get too heavy on the first date, right? Right. "I miss New York a lot, though. It doesn't quite compare..." An audible sigh and a hiccup later, Leidy laughed a bit and motioned for the bartended to get her some water. "Have you ever been?" She asked Angel.
"Joining Hands, huh? That would have been so helpful for me a while back." He too didn't want to go into details, but he couldn't help commenting. Maybe if that had been around, Saoirse's family would have looked for her through there and he wouldn't have been pursued as a suspect in her "murder."
Angel shot her a sympathetic look when she said her brother wasn't around anymore. Sure he was an ass most of the time, but he could totally understand going through losing someone. Even though he and Saoirse hadn't been official, it was heading that way and he really cared about her. So he knew the pain of losing someone, although he couldn't imagine how much worse it had to have been for she and Quentin to have lost siblings.
"No, I've never been there... always wanted to. I figured I could lose myself in art galleries alone." Well, he could have before going blind. Not much point in going in an art gallery now. With that happy and cheerful thought in mind, Angel motioned for the bartender to get him another drink. When it was slid his way he sipped at it, not wanting to get completely embarrassingly sloshed in front of Leidy, but needing the alcohol to keep things light and keep his bitterness at bay.
Leidy could always feel a slight shift in a conversation with a person when they both came to the realization that they each had their own story to tell. They each had their own secrets to withhold and their respective life stories were probably equally as - if not more so - fucked up than the other's. She didn't know how Angel had become blind and she couldn't imagine what it had to be like to not be able to see the artwork you're trying to create. It wasn't a time for comparison, anyway.
She slid forward, crossing her legs towards him and took his left hand into hers, turning it over and taking a look at his palm, the lines of his hand and his fingers. It was pretty forward of her, but she had never really been one to think things through before doing or saying them. It was one of her biggest flaws. "You have the hands of an artist. I'd venture a wild guess and say you're also a decent musician. Probably piano or guitar." She nodded, letting go of his hand and resting her own on the top of the bar. "You have strong hands."
Leidy owned a guitar. She also owned a sketchbook. But she wouldn't consider herself efficient at either task. "I can't play guitar to save my life. I like sketching people. Can't draw still life to save my ass. And I would never let anyone actually see anything I drew." She let out a small laugh to herself. "I could draw you, you know." She nodded, only half joking.
Angel started a bit when she grabbed his hand. He hadn't really been touched in a friendly way since he went blind. It was a sad realization. Angel turned his body towards Leidy and felt tiny pinpricks of electricity travel from his fingers up his arm and explode through his body. He shrugged a shoulder, "I do play the guitar," he acknowledged. When she let go of his hand, turned his gaze toward it rather sadly. If he could see, he'd be looking to see if it looked different because it sure as hell felt different.
"So, the mystery Leidy is an artiste too, huh?" He shot her a look of interest. "I've never been able to do people or portraits. I am mostly an abstract painter... do some abstract landscapes and stuff. Or at least I did." These days, it wasn't going so well, but he wasn't going to give up trying no matter how frustrated he got. It was his life, art, and he had to persevere through his blindness to get it right.
"Well, correct me if I'm wrong..." She said softly, noticing that he'd turned towards her. "But creativity like that comes from the heart and isn't very easily compromised, is it?" She wanted to ask him about being blind and what it was like. She wanted to ask him how long he had been that way. Suddenly, Leidy really wanted to know the man sitting beside her. It was a hell of a place to engage in serious conversation, though.
"I certainly wouldn't call myself an artist. More like a girl who used to have too much time on her hands." She paused and contemplated reaching out to touch his hand again. Let's not get creepy, she thought to herself. She decided against it, but stayed where she was in proximity to him. "Can I ask you an invasive question? You're allowed to plead the fifth." She hoped he could hear the smile in her voice as she leaned in.
Something about her talking about creativity touched him. His hands reached out, searching for hers. He managed to grab a hand and her thigh, but didn't pull away. Her skin felt good against his and he realized just how much he'd missed the touch of a woman. "No, it's not," he said, his voice low and husky. It seemed like she really understood him and that was so refreshing.
"You can ask the questions - I can't promise I will answer." It really depended on the question. Angel was a little drunk so he might be more open to answering questions in his inebriated state, but normally he wasn't so open.
It was surprising to Leidy when he reached out for her, but not in a bad way. Her fingers laced with his and she brushed her thumb over his knuckles. She held his hand as if she'd known him for years and it felt nice. There was something oddly comforting about the whole situation, regardless of whether this was real or an alcohol induced case of hysteria.
"I wanted to ask you if um..." Leidy trailed off, finding herself distracted by the fact that his other hand was on her thigh. "Well." She cleared her throat a bit and let out a small laugh. "I wanted to ask you if you have a womanfriend. Because if you did and I were her or she were I... I'd be really pissed off that someone else was sitting this close to you and now touching you. And I'd probably want to kick my ass if I were her. Just saying..."
A quick glance around the rather full bar before her eyes were back on his face and Leidy gave his hand a light squeeze. "I'm only half joking, but I'm not seeing anyone and there's no place I'd rather be right now than sitting here with you.." And it was true - he had really struck her fancy. "I'm Colombian and Irish, by the way. Hence the weird accent. I'm... about 5'5", maybe? Possibly a little taller. Oh, and I'm really, really hot. I'm talking drop dead gorgeous, total bombshell!" The last part was said light heartedly and in good humor. She wanted him to learn more about her and for Leidy, that meant forming an image of her in his artistic mind.
Well of all questions she could have asked, this one shocked him. "Well, actually, I don't. There was someone...a long time ago. No one since." There was a time that he wasn't sure he'd ever be over Saoirse. They hadn't known each other long enough or been involved in that way so it was hard to say if they would have been the great loves of each others' lives. It was something about all that potential lost that was hard to get over. "So, you're safe in that regard." He shot her a sexy half grin, before squeezing her hand.
She went on talking and boy was she a forward little thing. "Really hot, huh?" he said with an amused smirk. He'd turned totally into her by now, very intrigued by this turn of events. He lifted his hand off her thigh and raised it as if to stroke her hair, but dropped it before he got that far. He wasn't sure where her hair actually was and he didn't want to poke an eye out or anything. Instead, his hand stroked up and down her thigh, his long fingers curling around and grazing her inner thigh.
She really couldn't help but laugh at the way she was describing herself to him. It was amusing to her because she never really thought of herself as 'hot', but she was making him smile, right? That had to count for something. She laughed a bit more and reached out to take his hand, guiding it up towards her face as he seemed to have been headed in that direction in the first place. "Yeah, I mean..." She laughed again, not even being able to keep up the facade. She just wasn't that self assured! "Definitely." Another stifled giggle.
But she, too, liked where this was going and didn't make any attempt to move away from him or away from his touch. It had been a while since she'd been with anyone. Not since New York and not since before her brother had gone missing. Her personal life was a whole 'nother story - one that she wasn't interested in delving into and therefore, she was glad that he didn't ask her to elaborate. "I'm glad that a jealous girlfriend is the least of my worries right now.."
With his hand against her face, Angel took the time to trace over it, his fingertips glossing over her forehead, her cheeks, lips, nose, eyes, jaw, until they finally tangled into her brown hair. He tugged her head forward, his lips having no trouble finding hers in a hot kiss. "I am going to have a jealous boyfriend coming to kick my ass after that?" he asked, his tongue coming out to lick over his lips.
"And I think you're right...about the hot thing, that is." Angel's hand went to her waist, his thumb caressing her skin through the thin cotton of her shirt.
"Told you so.." Was her mumbled response as she leaned in and pressed her mouth to his for a second kiss, this time letting her lips linger on his for a good minute or so. She had moved to stand at some point during the kiss so that she could reach him better and her hands moved up to rest at the base of his neck. She let her fingertips brush against the soft skin there very lightly as she pulled away, sealing the deal with a chaste kiss on the corner of his mouth.
She could taste the warm coupling of Scotch and Tequila on her tongue now and she made a mental note to try out a new drink later. But somehow, she had the feeling that it was really just him that made this seem so damn good. "I feel like I should reassure you that I really don't go around snogging random dudes in bars.." Her voice was almost in a whisper, perhaps to invoke a sense of honesty between the two of them. "You just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, buddy." And with that she kissed him again, moving one of her hands down to rest against his chest. Eventually, her fingers curled into the material there and she pulled away only to glance around again.
It wasn't that she was afraid of getting caught, because she wasn't. There wasn't anyone to catch her anyway. This was sort of just her way of reassuring herself that this really was happening. She was standing in front of him now and she took a moment to brush her thumb lightly over his cheek and chin. "You're not so bad yourself, you know." She looked over as the bartender served them another round and bit her bottom lip. "I think your friend here wants to get us completely wasted. Should I tell him that we don't work for alcohol?" She was goofy, whatever!
Angel was taken aback by the hot kiss she laid on him, but quickly recovered from his shock to kiss her back with passion. It had been so long since he'd been kissed or felt wanted. When she pulled back, he chuckled at her words while running his fingers over her cheek. "Or the right place at the right time."
He tugged on her waist, bringing her close to him. "I think we should forgo the drinks and take this party elsewhere. May I suggest the bathroom, back of a taxi cab, my place, your place...I don't really give a fuck where." He leaned his forehead against hers and kissed her deeply. "I just want to be with you."
This wasn't the most romantic of moments but she really didn't mind it. She smiled against his lips when he said that last part and nodded some. "Yeah. Good idea." She broke away from his kiss and his embrace only long enough to gather her things and settle her debts. With her purse slung over her shoulder, Leidy took a hold of Angel's hand and tugged a bit, prompting him to stand. When he stood, she had to tiptoe a bit (imagine if she weren't wearing heels!), but she kissed him again before turning and leading the way out of the bar.
A taxi shouldn't be too hard at to find at this time of night. It didn't take very long for them to hail one down and Leidy was practically on Angel's lap in the back seat when he closed the door behind him. "Your place." She touched her lips to his ear and spoke quietly for just the two of them to hear and waited for him to offer directions to the driver before her mouth was on his again.
The girl was a little minx and Angel loved every second of it. He slid into the cab after her and gave the cabbie his address. He dragged the lovely Leidy into his lap so she was straddling him and buried his hands in her hair, dragging her mouth down on his. Easing apart her lips, he swept his tongue inside her hot mouth, his tongue sliding against hers and causing him to shiver from the pleasure of it. One hand left her hair and traveled down her body till he was grabbing onto her ass, bringing her hips into his so she could feel just how much he was enjoying this.
Admittedly, it had been too long since Leidy had felt this good. She hadn't had anyone's hands on her in far too long - probably just as long as it had been for him, if not more. She was small and thus it was easy for her to maneuver in that back seat. She tried to concentrate on everything at once but the way his hand felt as it trailed down her body was too distracting for that. Her hands had moved down and she tugged at his shirt until she could slide her hands underneath the material, her chilly fingertips brushing against a hard chest and stomach.
She could feel him underneath her and a chill ran down her spine, causing her to shiver slightly. It made her smile and she teased his bottom lip lightly with her teeth. And to think - all of this was going on in the back of a taxi! Fantasy fulfilled. If the driver was disturbed by their actions, he wasn't saying a thing, but Leidy was thankful for the red lights. She was enjoying straddling him this way.
Angel kept on hand on her ass, kneading her firm cheeks with his strong fingers. The other hand slipped under her shirt and boldly unhooked her bra with one hand. When it sprang loose, his hand traveled around to her bare breast where his fingers found her hard nipple. He rolled and tugged the hard bud before taking the fullness of her breast in his hand so his thumb could brush over her nipple. Her lips were like a dream on his, a combination of lips, teeth and tongue. He explored her mouth with his tongue as he kissed her deeply and intimately.
He too, was grateful for the red lights because he'd never done anything as erotic as what was going on now. The thrill of it was absolutely driving him wild. Because of his blindness, all his other senses were strong and the feel of her body against his, the sound of her little gasps all succeeded in turning him on even more. He pressed his hips up into her so she could feel just how much he wanted her.
One of Leidy's hands tangled into his hair as his hand undid her bra and her fingers curled against his scalp, tugging a bit with every grasp of his hand. Soft sounds escaped between hushed breaths and the thump, thump of her pounding heart. She was almost positive he could hear it, too. She slid forward a bit as he pressed his hips up and pressed her body against his, her hand sliding down from underneath his shirt to skim the hem of his jeans. Her fingers undid only the button and some of the zipper for now, but she rubbed her hand over the bulge that told her she was doing something right.
If he wanted her half as much as she wanted him, they were in good shape. She broke their kiss and dragged her lips across his jaw, down the side of his neck and ran her tongue over the soft skin there. She had just moved her lips to the other side of his neck, her fingers still tangled in his hair, when the driver stopped suddenly on the brakes, causing her to nearly fall over and off of his lap. Laughing a bit, she re-situated herself on him again and glanced back at the driver, who informed them that they had reached their destination. "Oh.. fuck.." Laughing some more, Leidy stole one more kiss before moving to slide off of his lap.
Angel gasped as she palmed his hardness through his jeans. This was getting so out of control so fast, but he loved the thrill. He brought both hands to her breasts, kneading and tweaking her nipples, loving the soft gasps she was making. Thankfully, before they could get too carried away, they arrived at his house. Angel slid out, grabbing his white cane and paid the cabbie. He tucked Leidy against his side as they made their way up the walkway to his front door. Being slightly drunk and in a lust induced haze made it difficult to wrestle his keys out of his pocket but he finally managed to do so and he unlocked the door. "Don't mind the mess," he told her. "I had a bad afternoon." The living room was likely trashed as was his studio room, but he didn't care. The only thing that mattered to him in that moment was being with Leidy.
His dog, Annie, came trotting up to say hello by sticking her cold nose against his hand. "I'm home, Ann. I did okay." Angel reached down to scratch the dog's head before hanging up his white cane and closing the door behind them. Once the door was closed, he grabbed Leidy and pulled her shirt over her head and tossing it behind him. He pushed her into the wall and his lips immediately found her nipples and tongued them before lightly biting down and pulling them. His other hand went to her jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them impatiently.
Leidy barely had time to get a good look around, much less to form an opinion on his quarters. Not that she would, anyway. She turned and had a moment to place her bag and jacket down, but that was it. Before she knew it, his hands were on her waist and he was pushing her up against the wall. She let out a hushed sound when she felt his mouth against her breasts. "You're.. really.. good at that.." She mumbled, between breaths. Her hands tangled in his hair while he worked her jeans and she arched her back some, making it easier for him.
He seemed to be fumbling for a bit, so she placed her hands against his chest and stopped him briefly. "One sec.." Her breathless whisper came as she leaned her shoulders back against the wall and shimmied out of her jeans. She stepped out of them and her heels and in a quick motion, she switched places with him, pushing her hands against his chest. Once he was leaning against the wall, she worked on getting his shirt off as she kissed him. Her hands moved down his neck, shoulders, chest and stomach, with her mouth trailing behind her fingertips. "Beautiful." She mumbled, as she eyed his body. In a moment, she was undoing his jeans and splaying quick kisses below his naval and along his hips. She always preferred to leave hickies where they couldn't be seen.
When she put her hand on his chest to stop him, he immediately did and she slipped out of his arms. He was somewhat grateful for the opportunity to regain his breath but he missed her pressed against him. Luckily his hearing was such that he could tell she was undressing and he supposed he could wait for her. Then, finally, her hands were on him again and his shirt was off. As she kissed down his body, Angel tangled a hand in her hair, the other trailing over her face, needing to feel her features since he couldn't see her. "So hot," he murmured as she sucked at his skin. He had a feeling he'd have some hickeys the next day but he didn't care. Deciding to help her out, Angel hooked his thumbs in his belt loops and pulled his jeans down. He toed out of his shoes and kicked off his jeans, leaving him in a pair of boxer briefs.
Turning the tables, Angel grabbed Leidy and hauled her against his chest as he claimed her lips. Her breasts pressed into his chest and his hands found their way to her ass, grasping her ass in his hands and lifting her so she could wrap her legs around his waist. Turning around, he pressed her into the wall, rocking his hips into hers as he continued to assault her lips.
If there was anything Leidy loved in a man, it was strength. She loved it when he took the lead and when he lifted her up, she wrapped her legs securely around his waist and used her arms to gain leverage as they kissed. His body felt so good against hers - hot and toned. The chill of the wall on her back didn't even phase her because of the way his hips were pushing against hers. She breathed out into his mouth and started tugging at his bottom lip with her teeth again. She tugged lightly at his hair, meeting the ferocity of his kiss with her own lips. She wondered if it was the fact that he hadn't been with anyone in a while that was making this so hot. Whatever it was, though, she wasn't complaining.
She could feel her lips swelling from all the kissing but that wasn't going to stop her. Her heels pressed against his lower back and she arched forward as best she could, making sure he knew he had full access. He couldn't see her, so she wanted him to discover her in other ways. Her body reacting to every touch, every grasp; Leidy didn't try to keep her mumbled sounds of pleasure to herself. One of her hands moved down and she dragged her nails lightly across the back of his shoulder and down along his spine.
Angel loved the slight roughness that she was displaying, using her teeth to tug at his bottom lip, running her fingernails down his back, etc. It was such a turn on and definitely had him hot and raring to go. With a final bruising kiss, Angel put Leidy down and stripped off his boxer briefs before reaching over and stripping off her panties. They felt lacy in his hands and he groaned at the thought of her in lacy panties. He picked her back up and pinned her to the wall again, this time his fingers finding that place between her thighs. She was so wet and so hot down there as his fingers explored her sensitive folds. He found her clit and rubbed it, swallowing any moans she might be making. Finally he moved his hand back and a finger entered her slowly and he pupped it in and out of her body.
Tearing his lips from hers, Angel realized that he didn't have any sort of protection with him. "I don't have a condom... do you? Are you protected?" He just might die if they had to stop to make a condom run. There would be no doubt then that they would end up having sex in the back of the cab. She was so hot and responsive under his hands that it was all he could do to not take her now. Instead, he curled that one finger inside of her to bump that special place inside.
Fuck! Reality had seeped it's way into her little fantasy world and Leidy wasn't welcoming of it at all. With his hands on her and his fingers inside of her like that, she could barely contain herself, much less think straight. "What..?" She sucked in a deep breath when she felt his finger curl inside of her and leaned her head back, gripping his shoulders. A cross between a moan and his name fell from her lips and she laughed a bit, biting her bottom lip hard and slipping her arm around his neck again. "I don't... do this often, so no. I don't. But I've been on the pill since I was 18 and you have nothing to worry about, babe.." She found herself missing his mouth on hers after only a few seconds and that was just insane!
"Angel, I want you.." She said, leaning in to kiss him softly once - probably the softest kiss of the night. "I'm all yours tonight." She kissed him hard again, moving her hand over the curve of his jaw. Her hands started moving over his chest and his shoulders as she memorized the contours of his body. She shifted a bit in his arms, trying to make sure that this was as comfortable for him as it was for her.
As she spoke and reassured him, Angel thrusted another finger inside of her. She was tight and he wanted to make sure he could fit inside without hurting her. He also breathed a sigh of relief at her not needing a condom. He didn't want to break the mood by reassuring her that he was clean, so he decided to tell her after.
Once she said she wanted him, that was all over for Angel. He pulled his fingers out of her wet heat and positioned the head of his cock at her entrance. He kissed her hard, his tongue entering her mouth the same time as he slid his hardness into her tight wet heat. With a loud groan he finally slid home and rested there so she could adjust around his size. After a few moments, Angel slid out and slammed back into Leidy again. He kept up a relentless pace, his hips driving hard into her, showing her just how much he wanted her as well.
Leidy gasped when she felt him finally move inside of her. He was well endowed and when all of him was in her and he stood that way for a bit, she let out that breath and started kissing him good and hard. He felt so damn good inside of her and it wasn't until he started moving inside of her that she realized just how big he was. Each time his hips slammed into her, a soft moan of pleasure fell from her lips. One of her hands returned to his hair, curling into the blonde strands while the other hand remained perched on his shoulder, her fingers gripping his flesh.
The room was spinning, but her focus was on Angel and as he moved against her, she rocked her hips back and forth in sync with his. Her tongue pushed past his as it explored his mouth, curling under his top lip for a brief moment while she mumbled something in spanish. She didn't bother translating - it was more for her than it was for him, anyway. She could feel her body reacting to it all and she could feel her muscles closing around him every time he entered her. She only wished he could see the looks on her face as the moments ticked by, because she sure as hell was enjoying the looks on his.
Angel had one hand curled around Leidy's hip, his fingers digging into her soft flesh while the other hand alternated between caressing her breast and tangling in her hair. His heart was pounding in his chest, his breath coming in gasps against her lips. Her tongue stroked in his mouth and it was one of the hottest, most sensual kisses he'd ever experienced. "Leidy," he moaned, his mouth traveling from her lips down to her neck to suck at the skin there. Angel could care less about where he left marks, deeply enjoying the fact that she would have to remember this experience for the next few days each time she looked into the mirror.
Angel was nearing the end of his rope and his thrusts were becoming faster and harder, slamming into her bod, groaning as her muscles clenched around him. He could feel himself getting harder as his body prepared for it's release. He tore his mouth away from her skin long enough to rest his forehead against hers and asked, "Are you close?" Just in case she wasn't, Angel took the hand that had been tweaking her nipple and brought it between her legs to rub at that sensitive ball of nerves at her center.
Leidy had been on the verge of coming since she felt his fingers inside of her. Each thrust and groan that he let out sent a wave of pleasure through her body and she made no attempt to be less vocal about it. Hopefully, his dog wasn't still in the same room with them. Her body had become slick with sweat and it was making his hands on her feel so much better. He asked if she was close and she was ready to say yes, but then his hand lowered between them and his fingers started working to make sure that she was. God, he was good.
She breathed out, then sucked air back in, nodding as she found his mouth again. "Come with me.." She spoke into his mouth, wrapping her arms around his body now that she was on the brim of her climax. She pressed the heels of her feet into the back of his thighs and continued moving against him and clenching her muscles tightly around his erection as it slid into her. She wanted to feel him explode with pleasure and she was doing every little thing she could to make sure it happened. She repeated herself, in spanish this time, and kissed him again, good and hard.
That was all the encouragement he needed as he withdrew completely and slammed roughly back into her wet heat. Sinking into her tightness was the final straw and Angel cried out against her lips as his muscles clenched and he came inside of her. His body shook against hers and he held himself buried in her, fingers of one hand flicking her clit and the other hand tangled into her long hair. He was slightly embarrassed at the speed in which he'd orgasmed but he chalked that up to no sex in a looooooong time.
Angel continued to massage Leidy as he came down from his orgasm. His hips moved against hers as he came down from his orgasm, wanting to make sure she was satisfied as well. "Leidy," he moaned against her lips, his tongue slicking into her mouth in another hot kiss.
A wise woman had once told her that eagerness to please was the sign of a good lover. As far as she was concerned, Angel had this down to a T. She had no desire to speak, not yet. She felt the heat of his release and her arms tightened around his body for a brief moment. As she felt herself relax against him, she moved her hands up to his face, pushing blonde strands away from his forehead and eyes. They kissed again and she let her mouth linger against his, her fingertips brushing against his cheeks.
After a few moments, she pulled her lips back so that they could both catch their breath and her hands settled on his shoulders. She knew he had to be exhausted after that."Yeah.." She mumbled, licking over her lips before pecking a quick kiss to his mouth once more. "Definitely the right place at the right time.." Her eyes wandered over his bare chest and she let her fingertips brush across his skin as they wound down, breathing heavily and feeling like a million fucking bucks.
Angel kissed her one last time before slipping out of her and easing her down so she could stand. He kept an arm around her in case she wasn't steady on her feet yet so she wouldn't fall. Wishing he could see her, Angel lifted his free hand and ran it over her face, his fingertips trying to figure out her expression. "You okay?" His voice was slow and husky, his breathing still labored.
Leidy smiled as his fingertips moved over her lips. "Never been better." She said, in a soft voice. With her feet on the ground now, she stood up straight, trying to make up for the difference in height. He was a good 6 inches taller than she was and she had to tilt her head up some to look at him. "Are you?" She asked. She couldn't imagine what it was like to not be able to see, especially while being intimate with someone. Her breathing and heartbeat had slowed considerably, but she wanted to make sure he was okay.
"Same," Angel answered, his mouth quirking up in a grin. "Come on, let's go to bed." He steered her in the direction of his bedroom, trying to catch his breath. He felt no shame in walking through his house completely naked and was actually kind of hoping for a repeat performance of what had just happened. Leidy had been great and he still wanted her.
"Sorry, my bed's not made." He'd at least changed the sheets in the last couple of days so they were pretty fresh. Without turning on any lights, because really, he didn't need them, he pulled Leidy to the bed, plopping backwards and pulling her on top of him. He settled his hands in her hair and pulled her face down for another hungry kiss. "Why can't I get enough of you?" he growled playfully against her lips.
It was a little weird at first to be walking around naked in this unfamiliar home, but she didn't have much time to feel that way, because sooner than later, they were in his bed and she was being kissed again. Grinning against his lips, Leidy let out a bit of a giggle in response to his question. She let her weight rest fully on top of him as she kissed him, nipping lightly at his bottom lip. "Insert something about me being a spicy hot Latina here..." She rested her hands against his chest as she kissed him a few more times, pulling away only so that she could glance around his room once. She was just a bit curious!
"I hope Annie wasn't watching us.." She said, after a moment and a bit of a gasp. The idea of being caught in the act by a dog was kind of traumatizing when she thought about it. Sitting up a bit, Leidy leaned down and tucked her hair behind her ears as she started scattering brief kisses across his neck and collarbone. Moving her hands over his arms, she laced her fingers with his.
"Mm, I like the sounds of that," Angel said, referring to her spicy hot Latina comment. She certainly did sound hot and spicy when she was speaking to him in Spanish during sex. It was a definite turn on he didn't realize he possessed.
"I'm sure she wasn't. She has her own spot in the laundry room where she goes when she knows I don't want to be bothered. She's pretty good about that." Angel chuckled amused at the horror in her voice. He supposed it might be weird, but he hadn't really given it much thought until she brought it up.
Angel rolled them over, his body pinning hers to the bed. He took her hands in his and raised them over her head before releasing them and spreading his hands all over her body. His lips and hands traced her curves and every inch of her skin, determined to get a rise out of her and hopefully, if she was willing, to go much slower this time. "This okay?" he asked before circling her bellybutton with his tongue.
She couldn't help but let out a small giggle when Angel rolled them over and took her hands. She bit her lip as he released them and allowed his own to roam over her body. There was something so sexy about the fact that since he couldn't see, he was using his sense of touch to map out the curves of her body. She could feel goosebumps rising on her skin after the warmth of his touch moved across her skin - and she was loving every second of it.
She lifted her head just a bit to watch him as he slid down and when he asked her if it was okay, she smirked, squirming just a bit under the feel of his tongue on her skin. She was wicked ticklish on her stomach, but she held back her laughter. "Absolutely... but I'm extremely ticklish. Just a warning." Grinning, she reached one hand down to run it through his hair briefly, before returning both of her hands to rest on the mattress just above her head. A wave of excitement moved through her body, causing her to shiver slightly beneath him.
Angel immediately smirked up at her when she told him she was ticklish. He moved his tongue and hands down her body until he came to the apex of her thighs. Using his hands, he spread her legs to give him better access to her wet center. He ducked his head down and ran his tongue the entire length of her slit. His tongue explored her center, parting her folds until he reached her sensitive clit. Flicking his tongue over her clit, he used one finger to slowly enter her sex. Her taste was exotic and musk, a combination that set his nerve endings on fire as he continued to tongue her clit.
She felt a rush of pleasure - similar to the one she had been experiencing moments ago, only doubled in intensity. The warmth of his mouth against her made her whole body tremble and she tried hard to keep it under control. Leaning back against the mattress, Leidy exhaled and again, made no attempt to stifle the sounds that fell from her lips. She reached down with one hand to tangle her fingers in Angel's blonde hair and kept the other flat against the bed, curling her fingers against the bedsheet as she felt herself start to build up towards a climax again. He was ridiculously good at this and she was almost positive that they'd be breaking a record for the number of orgasms she could have in one night. She would have never guessed tonight would end up this way.
He was loving her reactions, how she reached down and tangled her fingers in his hair and how her body was trembling already. To help her along, Angel added another finger inside of her, the two twisting and thrusting inside her wet heat. His tongue never let up on it's assault of her clit as he could feel her orgasm building. He increased the pressure of his tongue and his fingers plunged in and out of her faster, harder and deeper than before.
It wasn't long before she was climaxing again, tugging lightly at his hair and squirming beneath his touch. "Oh, my god." She breathed hard, shifting beneath him and reaching down to grab at his arms and shoulders. "Come up here.." She gasped, biting her bottom lip and moving her hands along his arms. "I can't have you doing all the work tonight, darlin'." She waited until he moved up some to switch places with him, pushing him onto his back and silently praying that they wouldn't fall off of the bed.
She knelt over him, taking the time now to move her own hands down his body from his neck, down his chest, torso, hips, the length of his erection, his thighs and then back up to his chest. She wasted no time in straddling his hips, a leg on either side of him as she had done earlier on in the taxi. She reached down and took his erect manhood into her hand. She moved her thumb over the head and gently eased her hand up and down to make sure he was still into this. Her mouth moved over his skin, tongue stealing out to flick against some of the more sensitive spots on his body and this went on for a good minute or two before she sat up and guided his erection inside of her, slowly - almost teasingly. "Now you relax.." She told him as she started moving her hips down against his, still slowly at first. Her hands moved over his chest and then back down to rest on his abdomen as she started to grind her hips into his a little faster and a little harder.
Angel's fingers slowed slightly when she came, but his tongue never stopped moving over her until he was grabbed and pulled up her body. He smirked at her, liking this trade off that was going on. He'd gotten impossibly hard while pleasuring her and was glad she was up for another round as well.
Her hands and lips were everywhere it seemed, licking and sucking at his most sensitive spots. Angel's back arched when she took his hardness in her hand, a light moan tumbling from his lips. His eyes, which had fluttered shut, snapped open when she started sinking down on him until he was buried in her sex. Angel let out another shuddering groan as she started moving up and down on him, her hips grinding against his. Angel's hands slid up her body until one hand was massaging her breast and nipple, while the other hand found her clit.
Round two was just as vigorous as the first, if not more so. She kept a steady rhythm as she moved her hips down against his, making sure that he was enjoying himself thoroughly. She could tell that he was by the moans and the way he kept touching her. This was hands down, the best sex she'd had in a long time - even counting the ones before her bout of celibacy!
Leidy kept moving against Angel, despite the fact that she was so close to climaxing again. This was about him and she wasn't going to stop until he was good and ready. Leaning down, she started kissing him again, a sensual, soft kiss that was the polar opposite of the way her hips were moving feverishly against his. With her lips pressed to his, she spoke quietly. "I love the way you touch me." She smiled against his lips and kissed him again as she quickened her pace.
The difference in the way she was fucking him and the way she was kissing him totally made Angel's head spin. He groaned against her lips, his hips speeding up their thrusts. He was going hard and deep inside of her and he grunted each time he slid in her wet heat. Giving her nipple a rough tug and his fingers relentless on her clit, he murmured to her, "Come for me." He knew that if her muscles squeezed around him again he'd come undone.
His voice continued to send chills down her spine, in conjunction with the fire his touch was creating on her skin. She had never been pleasured like this - from head to toe, her body was singing his praises in the form of sweat and movement. She loved the way his body felt between her legs, it was almost as if her body fit perfectly against his. When Angel spoke against her lips, she smiled, pulling away so that she could focus on finishing this off the right way. Her fingertips grazed his chest and torso as she sat up straight, meeting his hips with her own and allowing herself to give into the feel of his fingers against her most sensitive parts.
She took in a deep breath and let his name roll off of her tongue as she came, her muscles tightening instantly around his cock. He fit tightly inside of her before, but as her muscles clenched, she felt his width even more. She kept moving against him, making sure he came with her and it was only after she felt him release inside of her that she stopped, allowing herself to fall forward, against his chest as they both came down from their high. Leidy closed her eyes and let her body relax against his as she inhaled, exhaled and repeat. She had a lazy smile on her face as she felt the drum of her heart start to slow down. She pressed her lips against his neck in a soft kiss and lifted her head to make sure he was okay.
God she was something else, her moans and the way she was meeting his thrusts was too much for him. He grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh and thrust hard up in her, finally spilling inside of her, his own voice raising in a drawn out moan. When she fell against his chest, Angel wrapped his arms around her and hugged her to him. He rolled to the side and cuddled her as their breathing slowly started to get back to normal. "God, that was hot," he murmured against her neck. Lifting his head, he pressed a kiss against her lips. "Need sleep now."
Leidy smiled when he spoke and she returned his kiss softly. "Sleep. I have to go," She whispered, slipping out of his embrace and trying to tame her wild dark hair. She leaned back down and kissed him once more, brushing his hair away from his face. "You were amazing - I'm glad I ran into you. Literally." She laughed a bit and moved a hand to his face. "Sleep well. Maybe I'll see you around some time." She knew she had to get back before the sun came up, or else her sister-in-law would worry and her nephew would wake up looking for her.
Angel grabbed her hand as she left the bed. "You don't have to go." He didn't want her to feel like she had to run off. In non-typical guy fashion, he actually liked to snuggle after sex, so he wanted her to stay. "Stay. I can get you up early in the morning for work if that's the problem."
He kissed her back and repressed the urge to draw her back in bed with him. Sighing, he got up as well and pulled on his boxers so he could walk her out since it wasn't looking like he could talk her into staying. "I'll, uh, see you later then?"
It was dark and Leidy realized the second she stepped out of his bedroom that she had no idea where her clothes had ended up. Laughing a bit, she turned around and walked back, meeting him at the doorway and slipping her arms around his waist to keep him from exiting the bedroom. Truth was, she didn't want to leave. She liked that he seemed to want her to stay, too. She pushed him back against the doorframe as she stole a series of kisses and sighed after the last one.
"If you want me to stay, I will." She mumbled, figuring she was allowed to stay out every now and then. It had been so long since she had, which really just made her want to even more. "But... I hope you have a good alarm, because I'm a snoozer." She smiled and let go of him, taking his hands and leading him back towards the one part of his place she actually knew how to get to - his bed!
"I definitely want you to stay," he murmured as he was led back to the bed. He felt around on the bedside table until he found his voice alarm clock. "Set alarm," he commanded the clock. It answered back and set it to the time she told him. "It's really loud, I promise." He pulled her down on top of him, kissing her slow and long before rolling onto his side, bringing her with him, cuddling into her. "Mmm, good night baby. I'm glad you're staying." He nuzzled his lips in her hair and sighed happily.