Sunday, October 5th, 2008 Who: Ana and Adam When: Sunday evening Where: Adam's apartment What: Ana has to tell Adam about his father's phone call. Rating: Steaminess towards the end.
After a long, soothing shower Adam wrapped a towel around his waist before he combed through his towel-dried hair and exited the bathroom. There was nothing quite like a relaxing Sunday to unwind and get over the stresses of monitoring the security of a supernatural school. Which wasn’t too stressful but it had its low points. Entering the living room he greeted Ana with a smile. She looked lovely, as always. “Sorry I took a little longer than expected,” he apologised, the Southern twang of his accent more prominent now he was comfortable.
After hanging up with Adam's father, Ana remained on the couch with a bit of a serious look on her face. That man had a lot of nerve to be calling Adam when he hadn't even bothered to contact his father after he received a letter from him a while back. Or at least, that was as far as Ana knew. It wasn't until Adam came into the living room that she removed that look from her face and put on a slight smile for him to see. "Don't worry about it," she replied as she scanned his body. Very nice. But she met his eyes once more and was reminded of the phone call she needed to tell him about though she figured she'd have to ease into it. Patting the space beside her on the couch, she hoped he'd join her as she continued to speak. "Are you at least feeling better?"
“Much.” Knowing that he was fairly dry and that he wouldn’t be completely mucking up his sofa, Adam made his way over at her request and settled down beside her, sinking into the cushions with a sigh, taking Ana’s hand in his. It had taken him months to get used to doing nothing. As soon as he’d left the military he’d been subjected to the dullness of normal life. He wasn’t built for it. But now he looked forward to times where he could unwind. Turning his head towards her he smiled a little. “You look pretty gorgeous this evening.”
"Good," she replied with a slight nod. Ana knew that his job was pretty stressful and she supposed she hadn't really helped matters with the fights she had picked with him recently. Adam really deserved to have some time to relax and unwind even if he wasn't quite used to having so much free time. Once he took her hand in his, her smile became a bit more genuine and grew a little more as he commented on her looks. "Only this evening?" she teased as her thumb ran along his fingers. "I think I look pretty gorgeous most evenings.."
Laughing gently at her response, Adam smirked a little and brushed some of her hair from her face. “You look beautiful in the morning, stunning throughout the day, and the evenings vary. You can be gorgeous or damn sexy. Mostly all of them combined...” He finished the compliment with a kiss to her hand as he raised it to his lips. Even though she was difficult sometimes, and the fights weren’t exactly comforting, he still enjoyed her company. “What do you wanna do tonight? Anything special?”
A smirk began to pull at her lips as he continued to speak. "Your charming ways have managed to dig you out of another hole," she replied with a gentle laugh of her own. He really was too damn charming for his own good. Lucky for him that Ana liked it and had absolutely no problem being showered with compliments. "I don't know," she replied honestly. And that's when she remembered that she should bring the phone conversation up now. "I... your father called." So much for easing into it. This was more like ripping a band aid off.
Adam was quite skilled in that regard and he smiled in response to her reaction. Southern boys were always charming! It was in their DNA. Unless of course they were the ones who worked on the farms that encouraged lewd behaviour. Adam had seen plenty of those. He was about to suggest something that they could do together, perhaps watch a classic film or go out for the evening, when Ana landed that bombshell on him. Blinking a moment as the dust settled Adam then frowned and shifted to sit up a little. “My father called?” That was a question he believed he’d never have to ask. Hell it was something he’d never thought he’d have to question. Still a little surprised, Adam paused a moment. “He doesn’t even have this number... first my address, and now he’s calling the apartment – what did he say?”
Ana wasn't surprised at all by Adam's reaction, but her lips still twisted into a bit of a frown. Nodding slightly, she sat up a little as well. "Trust me, I was pretty surprised, too." With what Adam had told her about his father, she never expected something like that to happen. Sure, he had written him before, but that was different. It was such a passive way of communicating that left the chance of no response. A phone call was not passive at all. "He just asked if you would be long and to tell you that he called. Seemed kind of eager in an odd sort of way, I suppose." For the moment, she'd leave out the fact that she was rather snippy with him though she had no doubt that would come up later. "I took down his number if you want it," she added, motioning towards the number on the front page of the newspaper lying on the coffee table.
Adam remained listening beside Ana, his face fixed in an expression of deep thought and consideration. Part of him was still skeptical as to why his father had called, if it was his father at all. He hadn’t told Ana a lot about his father because to be frank there wasn’t much to tell – at least she understood the strangeness of this situation. “How did he sound?” he asked softly. He hadn’t spoken to him in over ten years.. the thought of doing so now was odd.
"Um.. Southern, kind of like you, I guess." That was a dumb explanation she was giving. Of course Adam would know what his father sounded like in general. It was just that Ana found this situation so incredibly strange. It took some getting used to, but she finally gave Adam the answers she figured he was looking for. "He sounded a bit raspy and tired. It wasn't a very long conversation." Probably mostly because Ana had been a bit snippy with his father, though he wasn't all that pleasant himself. At least not in Ana's eyes. Studying Adam's face for a moment, she began to act in a way that was usually uncharacteristic for her. Giving his hand a squeeze, she scooted a bit closer as she laid her free hand on his knee. "Are you alright?"
Taking a deep breath which still barely even raised his chest, Adam eventually nodded. Because his mind was turning overtime he didn’t notice the gesture as odd or unlike Ana. His thoughts were understandably elsewhere and though he leant in towards her that was the only reaction she got from her gesture. Raspy and tired... as far as Adam remembered he was always clear sounding despite the brogue. “I’m fine,” he assured her softly. “Just a little... shocked?”
At his answer, Ana nodded slightly. "That's understandable. First, he writes to you after not speaking to you for so long and now he actually calls to talk to you. It's a lot to take in." Studying his face, she found herself wishing there was more she could do to make this better. Oh lord... she was becoming a caring individual, wasn't she? Ana forced herself to push those thoughts aside and instead focus on Adam. He was the one with an issue right now. "Are you going to call him?"
Another deep breath and then Adam focused on Ana. He was struck by how supportive she was being. It was almost like they had crossed over into boyfriend/girlfriend territory without them realising it. It was a good feeling and he found himself smiling despite the situation. “Yeah. I guess I have to, I can’t keep ignoring him. If he gives me some bullshit reason then I guess I just... leave it. But I have to know.”
Ana would have rather not thought about how supportive she was being. It was just a bit unsettling for her. Instead, she looked at it as some sort of problem she had to resolve at work. Yes, that would work. But then Adam smiled at her and she became confused, raising an eyebrow as she looked back at him. "Why are you smiling? This is some odd stuff you're going through with your father... I hardly think it's amusing. You have every right to keep ignoring him, but you should obviously do what you want to do."
At Ana’s very snippity little response all Adam did was laugh and lean towards her. “I’m smiling because I’m glad you’re with me.” Even though she was having a no-nonsense approach to it he was glad of her honesty. He’d rather someone be honest than try to sugar coat with their feelings about the situation. “I think I’d be worse if you weren’t here through this.”
There was at least one thing you could always count on with Ana. If you asked her opinion on something, she'd give it to you without holding back what she thought. Her no-nonsense attitude was what got her ahead at Lancôme and it continued to do her well in most every aspect of her life, so why change that? She would never be the type to sugar coat anything. Her brow remained raised for a bit, but then her face finally relaxed. Still a bit odd that he was smiling, but she supposed she'd take that answer. "If I wasn't here then you never would've gotten the message. Still feel good about my being here?"
At her question Adam stroked his free hand through her hair before leaning forward and placing a long, deep kiss to her lips. Once he parted from her, he made sure their gazes were locked. “I feel good.” Letting that linger a moment he then settled back again. “I like having you here. Who knows, if I didn’t answer the phone maybe the next step would have been him turning up on my doorstep anyway... “
Ana was expecting an answer in the form of words, but she'd take this kind of answer as well. Leaning in towards him, her free hand moved up to rest on his thigh now as she returned his kiss. Her eyes remained on his as he pulled away and a small smirk settled on her lips as he finally answered her with words. "Good." Leaning her side against the back of the couch, she perched her arm along the top and cradled her head in her hand. "Him showing up unannounced would not have been a good idea. What if we were in the middle of something and I decided to open the door naked? That wouldn't turn out too well, would it?" she said with a small laugh.
Adam raised an eyebrow at the visual. It was something he would crack up at if it actually happened but at the same time he did NOT want his father to see that. At all. “That... would pretty much be the end of any... just anything... sanity, shame, just – no.” Adam laughed, shaking his head. “I would not want him to see you naked, let’s just put it that way. I like to think that you kinda... reserve that for me.”
She certainly wasn't ashamed of her body, so it wouldn't have bothered her to have Adam's father see her naked even though she didn't particularly like the man at the moment. But that wasn't the point, was it? Still Ana was laughing as Adam went through his reply. She wouldn't be surprised if she ended up giving his father a heart attack or something with a stunt like that. "Don't worry," she replied as she teasingly traced her fingers along his bare chest for a second before removing them and setting her hand back in her lap. "I won't let that happen." As for the reserving nakedness part, she kept mum on that. It was mostly true except for one little slip, but she wasn't about to get into that right now.
Breathing in again Adam then leant away from her, bracing himself to stand. He did manage to push himself from the sofa, catching his towel as it threatened to fall away. “I guess... I should get dressed and then phone him back. Not too fond of calling people when I’m not wearing any clothes. Especially family members...” Not that he ever rang any family, simply because he didn’t have any. He’d just feel damn awkward if he were having that particular conversation with only a towel covering his body.
Ana watched him as he stood, silently cursing in her head that his towel didn't actually fall. Dammit. Maybe she should give it a little tug? She tried so hard not to lick her lips, but it was hopeless. He just looked too damn tasty right now, but she needed to concentrate on the other matter at hand. Ugh, damn this whole having a conscience thing. "Yeah, guess you should." Though Ana preferred if he didn't wear any clothes instead. Prying her eyes off his body, she stood and ran a hand through her hair. "I can go so you can have the conversation in private."
“No, don’t leave please. I’d like to know I have you around. You can stay in the bedroom or... something while we talk but don’t leave. Please.” The way he looked at her made it clear he wanted her to accept this request, before he went to change into his night-time attire along with a baggy t-shirt. As soon as he was done he returned to the phone, picking up the jotted down number and turning it over in his hands, clearly deep in thought. “Okay. I’m about to have a conversation with my father after what... twelve years? I can handle this, right?”
Her eyebrows rose slightly at his request and the look on his face. He was practically begging and being clingy. Begging she didn't mind in the right circumstances, but clinginess she never liked. Normally, she'd cringe at this type of behavior, but for some reason, she wasn't. Instead, she nodded slightly. "I'll stay," she replied gently before he went off to change. Seriously... who had she become? She stared around the living room, absorbed in her own thoughts as Adam got dressed and didn't snap out of it until he came back. Looking at him, she shrugged at his question. "I don't know. But if you can't, at least you can hang up on him."
Nodding as she replied Adam grabbed the phone and then walked to the armchair, the number still in his hand as he considered it a few moments. “You can go somewhere private if you want. I have some O negative in the refrigerator if you want to warm it up in the microwave.” He said it like he was talking about a normal burger or a ready meal. As Ana decided where she would prefer to put herself, Adam began to dial.
Ana nodded again as she headed into the kitchen to grab a bag of O negative that he had stashed in his refrigerator. As she poured it into a mug and put it in the microwave to heat up, she looked back into the living room at Adam as he stared at the phone and seemed to consider all the possibilities. Once the microwave beeped, she retrieved the mug and walked back through the living room. "I'll be in your room," she replied as she stroked his chin and placed a kiss on his lips before walking into his bedroom.
This was not going to be easy. So many things were running around Adam’s head that it was hard to get his thoughts together. The moment Ana left he wished she was sitting beside him again but he was glad for the privacy. He’d feel more awkward having this milestone conversation with someone else beside him listening in. Now it was more personal – though whether that was a good or a bad thing remained to be seen. As soon as he dialed the number, Adam thought about putting it down. But then it rang three times and there was the voice... older, raspier than he remembered, tired and worn but still the stern, almost exasperated tone. It whisked Adam back to his youth and for a moment he found himself stuck for words until he went with “Hello, Dad”. It was odd, talking to him. Adam almost felt like this was in a dream world but he was brought down to Earth with a bump as soon as his father revealed the reason for his sudden contact. Though Adam froze, his forced calm threatening to break, he managed to keep it together and by the time the conversation was ended by his father the ex-fighter pilot was left sitting staring into space, holding the phone limply in his hand as he rest it on his lap.
Though she had the television on in Adam's room, Ana could still hear snippets of his conversation with his father. She really tried not to, even as she took sips from her mug, but it was difficult. The deeper the two men seemed to get into the conversation, the more she regretted hearing it, especially after hearing Adam utter the word 'cancer'. Her brows furrowed and her lips pursed as she turned up the volume on the television, not wanting to hear anymore. However, she did hear distinct silence after a while and assumed the conversation was over. She expected Adam to come into the bedroom shortly after, but he didn't. Sighing slightly, she slid off the bed and walked back in the living room. Her eyes fell on Adam and she felt a slight twinge inside her as she saw how lost he looked. Walking over to him, she sat on the arm of the chair and looked at him silently for a moment. "Didn't go too well?"
It was true that Adam was lost inside his head. Twelve years without him and now Richard Routh was going through a potentially fatal illness. He would have considered going in to see Ana but his brain wasn’t working that way. As soon as she came over to him he felt a little better, but that was slow to register. “Uhm... I don’t know...” That was the honest answer. It wasn’t terrible, it wasn’t amazing. There wasn’t any fights to speak of, no emotional reunion. Just news. “He has lung cancer...”
Ana listened quietly as Adam spoke though he didn't say much or anything Ana didn't already know. Her face remained as neutral as possible as he dropped the bomb about his father's illness. "Oh," she replied gently. She remained quiet for a bit after that before speaking up once more. "I'm guessing that's why he wanted to talk to you? To tell you that?"
Adam nodded slowly, not even thinking that she could have heard their conversation. “Yeah... he... thought it might be his last chance. Wouldn’t tell me how he found me, so I’m guessing... I don’t know...” Sinking further into the chair he bit his bottom lip. “I don’t know how I’m supposed to react to this.”
Ana heard snippets of their conversation, but she wasn't about to admit it. She'd let Adam tell her whatever he was comfortable with and wouldn't try to pry anything out of him. As much as this was now a sensitive subject for Adam, it was also a sensitive subject for Ana. No one aside from Ava and Charlie knew that her illness was what caused the decision to be turned. Pursing her lips, she mulled over a response for a few seconds. "I don't know what to tell you, Adam."
Adam didn’t see the awkwardness in which Ana shifted at his words. Rubbing a hand across his forehead he bit the inside of his cheek before shrugging. “I guess I’ll go with numb for now.” Spacing out a little as he went deep into thought he began to speak aloud as his train of consciousness rolled on. “Twelve years. Neither of us bothered to contact the other, and now he thinks he’s dying he – what does he expect? Did it really take something as drastic as this, a possible last chance to get him to actually speak to me again? Was that the only way?”
Fidgeting with her hair for a second, she was grateful that Adam hadn't noticed her discomfort while talking about the illness. Now was not the time to get into any of her background history. Still, she found herself frowning at the fact that he apparently felt numb. Ana wanted to do something about it, but she had no idea what to do or say. After a bit, she shrugged as well, speaking quietly. "I don't know. Seems like maybe it was. People do things they might not normally do when they're dying.."
Needing a little bit of comfort Adam inclined his head towards Ana, resting it wherever he could or wherever she would let him. Heaving another sigh he closed his eyes. “He told me to stay here. Didn’t want me to visit him.” There was a pause where Ana probably knew what was coming next. “I’m considering whether or not to go anyway.”
Once Adam rested his head on her arm, she instinctively moved a little closer towards him and reached down to put a hand on his knee. Her eyes studied his expression carefully, picking up on nearly everything he was feeling even though his eyes were closed. And then when he paused, she knew what he was going to say. Much like she was stubborn, he was stubborn in his own way and she had a feeling that he'd want to go see his father even if that's not what the older man wanted. "Are you going to?"
A shrug of Adam’s shoulders was Ana’s first answer, followed by a long noise in the bottom of his throat. “I don’t know. He’s probably changed a lot. I’ve changed. He sounds so old, even though he hasn’t lost that zip he had when I was around. I want my Mom to know about it.... maybe I should see if someone can find her...” He wasn’t sure if he’d told Ana about the whole history of the family – chances were he’d only hinted his parents weren’t the best – all he knew was that he had to talk about his Mother right now.
Aside from knowing that Adam's father looked at his abilities as an 'issue' and saw him as a disappointment, Ana didn't really know much else about his family. Since he never talked about his mother, Ana just assumed she had died, but once she was brought up, Ana reasoned that his parents were most likely no longer together. And now Adam had to worry about finding her and telling her about his father. That was certainly to be a complicated situation. Ana still had no idea what to say so she just said the first thing that popped into her mind. "How are you going to find her?"
Adam looked down at his lap. He supposed he could ask Garret but then he had nothing of his mother’s as a reference. “I don’t know. She left home when I was thirteen a year after... my brother was born.” Oh God now he was confiding... this was odd. He had never opened up to anyone like this but apparently there was no stopping it. “I haven’t seen her for seventeen years, don’t even know where she went.”
Ana's brows were still furrowed as Adam spoke about when his mother left, but they immediately shot up when he mentioned he had a brother. How was she even supposed to respond to that? This was seriously getting more and more difficult the more they spoke about it. Though, it was mostly Adam doing the talking right now. Ana hadn't asked when she left or anything else and yet, he felt the need to tell her these things. She also hadn't asked about the rest of his family, but again, the bomb was dropped. It wasn't something she expected him to do, especially since she had a difficult time doing the same thing. The only reason she said anything about her parents was because she was angry and let it slip. "I... um... I didn't know any of that." Wonderful, now she sounded like an idiot, but she really didn't know what else to say. She wasn't used to this.
There really was no reason that he should be telling her these things all out in the open now, but as they were going to be effected by his father’s illness she may as well know for future reference. If he were to mention something it would save explaining it all later on. Though she was clearly uncomfortable with him doing so – probably because she herself never knew how to express personal information – Adam didn’t want to stop just because of that. “I know you didn’t know. And I know you probably don’t really want to have this information, but... please don’t feel obligated to return it, I’m not doing it for that.” With a gruff he tilted his head back. “My past is finally catching up with me.”
Her eyes looked at him with concern and she suddenly felt the very unfamiliar need to comfort him. What the hell was happening? This was so odd. At least Adam was able to recognize how strange this was for her. "I know you didn't do it for that reason," she replied gently. Her hand slowly inched its way towards his until she wrapped her fingers around it. She paused for a second, thinking carefully about her next words. "The past eventually catches up with all of us. You can't really escape it. You just have to find a way to... fix things, I guess." Ana's illness before being turned was a prime example of that.
“Fix things. Huh.” How could he fix a rift that had been over a decade in the making? They’d just drifted so far apart there was a chasm between them that not even the Hulk could jump. First he had to find his mother, because he was not going to go through this without her knowing. But that would mean finding David too. And he wasn’t sure if he could handle that. “I’ll give him a week or so then go down to see him. I’ll try and find my Mom when I’m down there... I don’t expect you to come with me, obviously, there’s nothing down South for a girl like you.”
She had no idea how he would have to go about fixing something like this, but it seemed like that was what he would have to do since he wanted to see his father. Ana listened quietly and took her hand away now that he seemed a little less lost. However, she did raise an eyebrow when he mentioned the whole going south thing. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Adam looked at her, raising an eyebrow of his own as if he were mildly surprised she’d even questioned it. “It means the south is full of people like me, farms, and cities which most definitely do NOT stock the latest fashions. I know I’m a catch, the only one with pizzazz, but no. They’re all... white picket fences and the boring American Dream.”
"You did not just say 'pizzazz'." The corner of her mouth twitched into an amused expression for a moment, but she was back to normal. Ana definitely got the point and she wasn't about to invite herself on an adventure like this anyway. It was far too personal. "I'll just take your word for it then." She had definitely never been to Texas before. Adam was right.. it didn't seem like there was anything exciting for her there.
Adam finally managed to curl the corner of his mouth up into a smirk as he inclined his head towards her. “I can tell that you are crushed by my revelation,” he said dryly, making his accent thicker just for effect. His eyes scanned over her face, making a mental note to call her beautiful later because he appreciated her being here. And of course, because she was stunning. “If you really want to I’ll take you on a trip down there to prove it. Might not agree with you. Too much sun.”
"Oh, yes, completely crushed," she retorted back just as dryly. Ana was smirking though, mostly because of that damn accent of his. She should have never let him know how much she liked it because now he was always going to use it to his advantage. "My not being able to move around during the day would make things a lot more difficult for you. You're going to have other things to worry about while you're there. There's no sense in adding another." Ana took a sip from her mug then, looking across the living room and out into the dark of the night.
If Ana gave him ammunition then he’d use it. A lot. Especially since it could work enormously in his favour. Wrapping an arm around her he then tugged her closer, resting his head on hers. “I’m glad you’re here,” he said softly. “I know I said it before but I hope you know I mean it. Even if all you do it sit and look pretty at me, you know it does me good.”
When he tugged her closer, Ana let herself slip onto his lap, now looking at him as he leaned her head on hers. "I'm glad it's doing you good. Looking pretty is what I do best," she replied with a small laugh. Leaning away from him for a second, she placed her mug on the coffee table before leaning back. "You sure you're good though?"
Wrapping his arms around Ana and holding her tightly to him, Adam nodded at her question. It took him a few moments to verbalize his thoughts. "I'm good. I'll have to deal with it somehow." It was evening, time to wind down. So much for his winding down after work. Adam rest his head against her, smiling. "At the moment, dealing with it includes forgetting about it until the morning, so if you're wanting to stay..."
This was all so new and strange for Ana, and yet, she was allowing it to happen. Adam was holding her tight, but she wasn't trying to get away. Instead, she found herself leaning into him as she stroked his arm. If she had been able to see this happening a few months ago, she probably would've smacked herself upside the head. "Are you asking me to stay and help you forget about it?" she replied with a smirk.
With a smirk of his own Adam's hands trailed up her slender back, stroking through her hair. He was glad she didn't feel the need to escape. That wouldn't have made his mood any easier to handle. "If you wouldn't mind making an ex fighter pilot forget about his Daddy issues for a night... then I wouldn't say no to your company."
Ana could be understanding when she wanted to be and that was apparently the case right now. She knew that Adam needed support right now, especially since he had asked her to stay while he was on the phone with his father. He'd been through a lot in the past hour and she felt the need to at least give him a bit of comfort. Running her hand up his arm and to his chest, the smirk remained on her lips as she spoke. "I suppose I have ways of making you forget." Taking a hold of the collar of his shirt, she pulled him into her and pressed her lips into his.
This was what he'd been wanting even before she'd told him his father had called. Ana certainly had a large repertoire when it came to making him forget about his stresses of the day. Returning her kiss with an appreciative noise, Adam was quick to deepen it and made a point of massaging and kneading her waist. She was so damn curvy. "You gonna rip this hot.... pyjama shirt off me?" He grinned, suppressing a laugh.
Truth be told, this was exactly what she wanted even after his father called. Ana had been hoping the conversation would be tense and full of anger so once he was off the phone he'd throw her onto his bed to have hot, aggressive sex. Sadly, the conversation had not gone that way, but it seemed that the night wouldn't be completely lost. Her hands trailed down his chest and she laughed slightly at his question. "You sure you literally want me to rip it off? It wouldn't do you too much good after I'm done with it."
They might still have hot, aggressive sex, it just depended on who would be the instigator for it. Adam was inviting her to be rough from the outset, and though it was all meant for fun he wouldn't object if it became a little more - intense. "Ana you could rip up every single piece of clothing I own, so long as I have you right now I'd happily live naked..."
Well, if that was the case, Ana was all for being the instigator right now. Her eyebrows raised slightly, an amused expression crossing her face as he basically gave her the green light for everything. "That's a dangerous thing to say," she replied as she ripped his shirt down the front, looking pleased with herself as she did so. "It's so tempting to have you naked all the time." Shifting so that she was now straddling him, she kissed him hungrily as she yanked the ripped shirt off him and threw it on the floor.
"You think I've ever backed down from something dangerous?" Grinning as she ripped off his shirt, Adam responded to the kiss with much more force than before, letting his tongue caress hers. "I can be naked whenever you want me to be," he told her, growling before he slid his hands beneath her blouse and up her stomach.
"I suppose not," she replied with a grin of her own. That was part of what attracted her to him. He was an ex-fighter pilot who was used to flying at ridiculous heights and speeds. Adam was a risk taker and faced danger head on and that was a hell of a turn on for Ana. It also didn't hurt that he was so damn good looking and amazing in bed. Ana smirked against his lips, running her hands up his bare chest and into his hair to hold his face to hers. "I want you naked right fucking now," she demanded as a hand trailed back down to work on his pants.
There was a huge part of Adam that missed his job. Over the last two years he had lamented far too many times, considered going to a piloting school, even going to England to take part in the Red Arrows just so he could get back up in the air. He missed the speed and the adrenaline, the feeling of power he got from being in the air in such a wonderful machine - and yet he found sex with Ana had taken away some of the ache he felt for the danger of the air. She was a challenge, she was a force to be reckoned with, and her skills were... well she knew how to manouvere. "Mmm swearing - now that's just needy." Adam helped her with removing his pants but there was clearly something wrong with this picture. "If you don't remove your blouse soon it's gonna be rags..."
Ana could surely understand the wonderful surge of adrenaline that came from speed, though she kept to the ground when she did that. She loved speeding along the streets in Lola, but she missed her days of drag racing with Skye and beating men that were too cocky to think they could ever be beaten by a woman like her. This was certainly a good replacement for it though. "It's not needy," she replied with a smirk. "It's called being demanding." Once his pants were off, they were discarded to the side as she raised an eyebrow at his statement. Grinning, she leaned her face in close to his again, her lips brushing against his as she spoke. "I dare you."
Ana was certainly demanding. She knew what she wanted and how to get it, she knew precisely when to make her move... nipping at her bottom lip Adam smirked up at her. "It's still needy," he purred, if only to antagonise her further. As she dared him to tear off her clothes the reaction was instant - gripping hold of the bottom of the material Adam gave a short, sharp tug of both his hands - the blouse ripped easily in his grasp, tearing all the way up her middle until it finally made one, open garment. Adam liked the view. "I prefer you without clothes," he said simply. "Easier to enjoy..."
Ana was certainly demanding and also accustomed to getting her way so when Adam had been such a challenge to get into bed at first, she was baffled, but it didn't deter her efforts in the least bit. "Not needy," she replied with a hint of danger in her voice as she grabbed his hair and tugged his head back, running her tongue along a strong vein in his neck. Her eyes soon widened slightly as she pulled back and looked down at her now destroyed blouse. Ana's gaze soon moved back to his, giving him a naughty smirk as she stood up and pulled what was left of the blouse off. "I prefer me without clothes too. And lucky for you I wasn't particularly attached to that blouse." With her eyes locked on his, she unhooked her bra and threw it aside before kneeling in front of him. Sure, she still had her jeans on, but she was sure this was a good view as well. Her hands ran up his legs until they reached his length and grabbed it, stroking it a few times before taking him in her mouth.
As soon as Ana removed her bra Adam's hands caressed over her skin, cupping her breasts and running his thumbs over her nipples. It would be so very obvious as to how aroused this encounter was making him. Everything about Ana enticed an almost carnal reaction within him. He responded to her vampiric nature rather than remove himself from it. Before she moved herself off the sofa he managed to kiss against her neck but this view... she was right. The jeans almost accentuated how bare her top was, the tight denim clinging to the rest of her curves. A tongue darted out to moisten his lips as he watched her move, and as soon as her mouth wrapped around him he let out a long breath. The way she worked was.... there were no words. Adam was rock hard within seconds, a hand grasping her hair as his chest heaved with the controlled breaths he found himself taking.
A shiver ran down her spine at the feel of Adam's hands on her body and goosebumps sprouted all over her skin. Ana was certainly embracing her nature right now, being a predator at the moment, but she was taking her time with her prey. Her mouth and hand kept up their steady motions, licking, sucking and stroking his length at an agonizingly slow pace. Ana's eyes flickered up to his face and felt pleased with his reactions as she continued on. It was probably safe to say now that he was well on his way to forgetting his troubles for tonight.
They were already forgotten. Ana's mouth was doing wonders to his cock, it was almost aching for more. Raising his hips slightly to her mouth Adam's hold on her hair increased into a tight grip, stopping her motions for the moment. "Get your pants off." He wanted to taste her and he wanted to be inside her both at the same time - but of course he'd take his time in pleasuring her first.
When Adam raised his hips, Ana held onto them with her free hand and hummed as she continued to suck him off. But then she was pulled away, her expression was a bit surprised until she was ordered to take her pants off. Smirking, she stood up and slowly proceeded to unbutton her jeans and lower the zipper. Hooking her thumbs into the sides of the waistband, she began to peel the jeans off all while keeping her gaze on his. Once they were around her ankles, she leaned down and pulled them away as she stepped out of them. Pushing them to the side, she now stood in front of him in nothing but a black lacy thong. "Now what?" she asked as took a step towards him, reaching out to run her hands up his thighs again as she leaned over to be eye level with him.
The only thing sexier than Ana in a black thong was Ana without it. With both hands on her ass he kneaded her skin, stroking up to the base of her spine before he was up, grabbing hold of her so that he could turn around and pin her to the sofa in a quick, fluid movement. "Now you get yours..." With his dick still to full attention Adam let his sparkling blue eyes do the talking as he began kissing down her chest and stomach. Stupid little material, only getting in the way. Hooking a finger beneath the waist of it Adam tugged it down, sliding it over her thighs before he was able to remove it completely. Fingers of both hands slid along her lower lips, teasing at the moisture of her pussy before one hand found her clit and began to make circles. "I'm gonna eat first..."
Excitement shot through her as Adam quickly switched things up on her and pinned her onto the sofa. Ana sat back and gave him a naughty grin as she stroked the back of his head, fingernails scratching through his hair as he made his way down her body. "I like the sound of that." Once he began tugging at her thong, she lifted her hips until it was around her knees then settled back down, letting him do the rest. At the feel of his fingers on her, Ana let out a pleased hum that turned into a sigh once he started to tease her. "Be my guest.."
Prising her knees apart, Adam made sure that they both had enough room to be comfortable. Adam leant down, his face settling between her thighs he darted a tongue out to taste her, a long, slow drag that just stopped short of her clit. Using his fingers to massage elsewhere along her slit, Adam's lips captured her clit and began to suckle, his tongue occasionally flicking for extra sensation.
Ana let out another breathy sigh as she curled her fingers around his hair and let her head fall back as Adam's mouth and fingers went to work on her. She felt another chill go down her spine as his tongue began to suckle and flick. That felt so damn good, but she wasn't about to stay still. Shifting slightly, she raised her right leg and draped it over his shoulder to give him better access. "Keep doing that."
The way she draped her leg over his shoulder altered the angle just right and opened her up so that Adam could explore her deeper. Sliding two fingers inside of her his tongue remained on her clit, suckling as he began to tease her hole. But that wasn't enough. Adam became impatient. Removing his hands after only a few minutes he buried his face between her, replacing fingers with his tongue as his hands parted her lips, massaging around her clit once more, humming deep to make a good vibration against her.
Her hips arched into Adam's touch as he slid two fingers inside her. Ana's eyes had closed, but she kept a tight grip on his hair as she licked her lips and moaned, loving everything he was doing right now. Eyes opened back up once Adam removed his fingers and she made a noise of complaint but she was back to her sighs of pleasure once his tongue was back on her. "Fuck.." she moaned out as he hummed against her and her hips twitched, wanting that tension that was building up to be released.
Adam could tell that she was growing close to the edge but he wasn't going to let that happen. After a few more licks to her center Adam leant back, cock still erect and twitching impatiently. "Your decision, Ana," he said, tone husky. "How do you want me?"
When he pulled away yet again, Ana let out another noise of complaint. Looking down at him through lidded eyes, she felt impatient as hell as he just sat there. And that voice of his just sent another chill down her spine. Damn him and his accent. Straightening up a bit, she looked it him with hunger in her eyes. "I want you to take me and fuck my brains out."
Well Adam didn't need asking twice. Ana's lips were captured almost immediately with his tongue in her mouth, pinning her down, as he rubbed their bodies together. Her legs were still in one of the best positions, one of her legs over his shoulder, a perfect angle for him to drive his hard shaft inside her without any warning. Letting her settle from the reaction, drink it in deep, before he drew out and almost immediately drove himself deep inside of her once more. Then again, and again, picking up pace as he rolled his hips to try and keep the momentum.
Once his lips were on hers, her hands firmly held his face to hers as she matched the intensity of his kiss. Ana felt a surge of desire as he pinned her down and rubbed his body against her, but it became so much better when he thrust into her. She sighed as her body adjusted to his length, but she was soon moving her hips against his. The feel of him inside of her was incredible and she never wanted it to stop. Her lips broke away from his and trailed down his neck, stopping there to lick and suck but she didn't bite. "Harder," she muttered out against his skin as she dug her nails into his back.
Obeying her command Adam began to thrust harder, his strokes becoming much shallower, ramming to the hilt in fierce concession. His breaths became pants, followed by deep growls of lust. Burying his face in her neck he returned her licks and sucks, stroking across her breasts before he gripped hold of her hips.
Moaning into his neck, she could feel that she was getting closer to the edge every time he rammed into her. Adam was thrusting so hard that it felt like the sofa was moving beneath them, but that was just fine with Ana. She couldn't get enough of this. While he was panting, she just kept moaning and felt a surge of desire upon hearing him growl. Ana arched her chest up into his, baring her neck to make it easier for him as her hands trailed down his back and grabbed his ass. Her right leg tightened its grip on his shoulder, wanting that release so badly.
Adam could tell that Ana was close, just by the way her expressions changed and the ferocity in which she was responding to him. Every moan made him shiver and his teeth pressed down against her neck, stopping short of breaking skin. He knew the moment he'd have her begging, thrusting hard when he suddenly stopped, bringing himself back and beginning a slower pace if only to torture her. She'd cum soon.
One of her hands came back up to his hair, gripping it tighter as she felt his teeth on her neck. Who cared if he couldn't feed off her like a vampire? This felt so fucking good. Her hips continued to roll against his when he stopped, wanting him to keep going. Groaning in protest, she turned her face towards his. "Why'd you stop? That felt so good and I know you liked it." This slow pace was definitely torturous, but it was hitting a lot of the right spots as well.
"Who says I've stopped?" Adam purred, beginning to kiss around her mouth and along her cheeks. "Maybe I just want you to take a break... experience it a little... nicer..." Adam gave one extra, hard and deep stroke inside her before resuming his slow pace. After a few more moments of this, Adam nipped at her bottom lip. "I'm gonna fuck you even harder than before..." he warned her, his knees bracing even himself before he was once again fucking her with renewed energy.
"You slowed down." Stroking her hand down his neck, she raised an eyebrow slightly though she liked the purring and kissing. "Who says I need a break?" Ana groaned again when he gave her another hard thrust. Nicer was kinda nice and it felt great, but still. "Nicer is torturing me," she answered back with a nip of her own. As soon as she was told what was going to happen, her mouth widened into a grin. Once he started thrusting faster again, she moaned even louder, arching into him even more. "Oh fuck... Adam... don't stop."
Adam was definitely not going to stop now. Though he knew that if he didn't get her to the same point soon, he'd be over before she was. Restraining himself only slightly, Adam continued the fucking assault on Ana's pussy, sliding in and out with force. The sofa was rocking, making skidding noises on the floor. "Fuck... Ana.... I know you're close..... cum.... c'mon, Ana...."
And get her to the same point he did. With every hard, deep thrust that he took, Ana was being driven closer to the edge. The fact that he was now fucking her with so much force that he was moving the sofa turned her on even more. All the tension inside her finally came to a breaking point and her muscles spasmed and tightened around his length as she hit her climax. "Fuck, fuck, fuck..." She arched her back, moaning loudly as she dug her nails into his back. "I wanna bite..." She wanted to bite him so bad, but wouldn't unless he let her.
Feeling Ana orgasm around him was almost enough to make him orgasm as well but he didn't. He held on, saving it for later, because oh he had plans for her. As she moaned and writhed he brought her down gently. Knowing that she liked to bite during sex, Adam merely kissed her on the lips. "Not yet," he told her. "I promise you'll get a bite soon but not yet... I've gotta cum yet...."
If Ana still had to breathe, she was sure she'd be gasping for air right about now because that felt fucking amazing. Running her hands up and down his back, she raised an eyebrow at him again. "Why didn't you? I thought you were close.." She suddenly felt like she hadn't done enough to make him cum and that just wouldn't do. Reaching down between their bodies, she gently cupped his balls. "Want me to go down on you again?" she asked, nipping at his bottom lip.
"I was close - still am..." Her soft hand on his sensitive balls made him shudder and he sighed, resting his head against hers. "No... I wanna screw you again. I wanna make you cum again, and then I'll let you bite me..." A hand brushed over her breast, cupping it softly as he got his breath back. The guy had stamina, had to admit. "One position isn't enough with you."
Smirking at his reaction, she continued to gently let her fingers trace circles along his balls. "Mmm, I like the sound of that," she purred against his lips. God, she fucking loved this man's stamina. Ana was sure it was all that military training that had paid off this way. Bringing her hand back up along his body, she gently scratched her nails along his chest. "How do you want me next?"
Still rigid inside her, Adam kissed her skin gently wherever he could reach. "I want you in the bedroom. Easier for you to ride me..." That should have been hint enough for her. Leaning off so that she could move from the sofa, Adam shot her a smile, stroking himself once he had slid out of her.
Not usually one for the sweet stuff, Ana was still finding that she didn't mind the gentle kisses he was leaving along her body. Once Adam said he wanted her to ride, her eyes glimmered mischievously as a naughty grin tugged at her lips. When he stood up, Ana did as well, running a hand through her hair as she kept his gaze. "Don't you worry about that," she started as she saw him stroke himself. "I'll make sure it stays up." Running her hand down her body in a teasing manner, she began to slowly walk backwards towards the bedroom.
It was a little difficult to follow with such a raging hard-on but somehow the pilot managed to walk in a straight line. Regarding her mischief with a grin, Adam left the bedroom door open deliberately. Though nobody had the key to his apartment it was still the feeling that someone could walk in at any time and just... watch them. Who'd have thought? He was a little bit of an exhibitionist. Climbing onto the bed he settled against the pillows, making himself comfortable. "Give me my release, you hot fucking woman, you...." He drawled.
Ana didn't care the slightest bit that he had left the bedroom door open. She'd laugh if he thought that was being a bit of an exhibitionist. Doing it in the back of a New York City cab was much more up that alley. But that didn't matter right now. All that mattered was them getting off right now. Once Adam was settled on the bed, Ana climbed on and worked her way up his body, stopping at his length to suck on it for a second before she moved up to trail kisses along his chest. Resting her hands on either side of him, she sat up slightly, hovering over his length. "That didn't sound too needy to me," she teased. Oh, she was going to have fun with this.
Right now Adam wouldn't care if they did it in the back alleys of the seediest clubs with a fox watching them for tips. If Ana wanted to play the coy, teasing woman role then she was doing it to the wrong guy tonight. Adam was impatient, he wanted to get off and get Ana off once more. Grasping her hips he tried to make her see that she was gonna make him a happy man and soon. "You know exactly what I need and you'd better give it to me.... else I'm gonna get a little impatient and might take it for myself..."
Ana was well aware that Adam was impatient and that's what made it so much more fun to tease him like this. A thrill shot through her and her eyes shone with arousal as he grabbed her hips and told her just how impatient he was. His demanding tone and the sense of danger was so fucking hot that she completely forgot about teasing him any longer. Instead, she crushed her lips against his as she lowered herself onto him, moaning into his mouth as she began to ride him at a steady pace.
Groaning as Ana slid on him a smirk tugged at his mouth. She was so fucking sexy. Dragging his hands over her chest and stomach he eventually let them rest on her breasts, cupping them gently as she rode. He'd let her do her thing for now, but it wouldn't take long before he added his own spice.
Parting from his lips, Ana sat up and stroked her own hands down his chest as she easily slid up and down his dick. She hummed in appreciation at the feel of his hands on her body and let out a moan as they settled on her breasts. "Keep touching me like that," she instructed as she moved her hands onto the bed and closer to his legs to change the angle up a bit.
Any angle would be sweet with Ana but this was proving to be amazing. At her request he continued to squeeze and caress her breasts, then move down to her hips and along her stomach, around to her ass, squeezing hard. "Ride me...." he growled. "Harder." As incentive he rose his hips up sharply.
Of course this was amazing. Ana knew this angle would hit all the right spots and make her feel tighter around him. Her head fell back and goosebumps sprouted all over her skin as he teased her breasts and ended up on her ass. When Adam growled, Ana's eyes filled with lust and she moaned when he thrust upward. She didn't need more encouragement from him. Soon, her hips were riding him with more force, her breasts bouncing even more than before.
Watching Ana's hair fall around her face and shoulders, her breasts bouncing, the way she seemed to be in ecstasy... Adam began to meet her downward rides with upward thrusts of his own, moaning with every single movement. "Need it faster?" he growled, beginning to roll his hips harder once again.
Ecstasy was certainly approaching as Ana continued to ram herself down onto him. Moans kept issuing from her lips as she sat up slightly, her hands bracing themselves near his shoulders now. "Yes... fuck..." Ana wanted more and she wanted it faster and harder. She just couldn't get enough.
Adam accepted her request, sliding himself up and into Ana meeting her halfway every time, the sounds of their contact echoing in the room it was that hard and fast. Adam could feel his orgasm approaching quickly, almost unable to breathe as he stopped concentrating. He just let it go, fucking her like it was the last act he had to do on Earth.
As he finally let go, everything became so much more intense. Her senses were going into overdrive as she got closer to the edge as well. Ana could smell his scent so clearly, hear his breathing and his heart beating fast, feel him twitching inside of her and the heat and sweat that was covering his body. Looking up at Adam, she could tell he was getting closer by the look on his face. Crushing her lips against his, she pulled him to sit up with her, her hips driving down harder than before as one arm clung to his back and the other braced itself on the bed for support.
Kissing her back Adam was only happy to move with her, sitting up straight whilst still managing to keep her balance. There was no more fucking from him but damn... Ana's rolling hips were amazing, drawing his orgasm so incredibly hard from him that it hit him like a brick. With a loud, euphoric cry Adam spurted within her, body jerking as he pulled her to him. His hips jerked as he attempted to ride it out, hot jets shooting inside until he was spent completely. "Fuck... Ana...."
Her hips continued to roll on top of him mercilessly and she kept moving even as he cried out. Ana hit her peak as he came inside her, one arm coming to wrap tightly around his back and the other pulling his hair to bare his neck to her. Her fangs immediately plunged into his neck and she sucked and licked at his blood, moaning into his neck as she rode out her orgasm.
With a last guttural groan Adam still held on to her, feeling her muscles pulse around him. He tilted his head, anticipating the bite, sighing as he felt his veins feed her mouth. "Fuck..." Clinging to her Adam leant back onto the pillows, completely exhausted and now having the life force drained from him. "Don't get too full," he warned her. Though he wanted to sleep he didn't want the coma-like state.
Ana loved the feel of his strong arms around her as she came down from her high and drank from him. Her lips sucked on the puncture wounds for a bit, but at his warning she stopped and licked the wounds clean before pulling away with a satisfied look on her face. Cleaning the blood off her lips with a finger, she sucked it clean as well as she looked down at Adam. "So how was that for forgetting?" she asked as she stroked his chest.