Nicholas D. Wolfwood (wolfwood) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-10-13 16:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, bella donna boudreaux, nicholas d. wolfwood |
Who: Nicholas D. Wolfwood and Bella Donna Boudreaux
What: Apartment hunting
When: 10/11
Where: A potential apartment
Rating: R for smut
Status: Complete
Belle looked at the next place on their list of apartments. It was a good looking place in a nice neighborhood. The extras were a little sparse, but it was close to their work and had a washer and dryer inside the apartment. She sipped her latte and eyed the parking lot as Wolfwood pulled in. “Looks nice so far.” She noted. All the places looked nice on the outside.
Wolfwood had oddly enjoyed himself so far in their apartment hunt, even if the first few places they’d seen weren’t quite up to snuff. This one looked better. “Looks like it’s been worked on in the last ten years.” The siding was new, which was a good sign.
“Just hope the floors don’t squeak like the last one.” Belle made a face. Their budget wasn’t big enough for a really nice place, and some of the ones they’d looked at had some pretty big flaws. She slipped out of the truck and tugged her skirt back into place. “Looks like the office is that way.” She held her hand out to him, and pointed with the other one.
Wolfwood nodded, taking her hand and heading inside. The office looked well-appointed in itself, which was another good sign, and they were asked to wait for a moment. “We’re looking for a two-bedroom,” he told the pleasant woman, who had asked what they were interested in.
Belle smiled at her as well, and the woman nodded and stood. “I have a model that you can look at.” She stood up and headed toward the main complex. She asked when they wanted to move in, and explained some of the amenities of the campus. Belle held Wolfwood’s hand, absorbing what she said, looking dutifully toward the pool and the fitness room.
Those things would come in handy, maybe, but the important things were their criteria. “Would you happen to have any available on a middle floor?” Wolfwood asked, at a pause in the conversation. He was gratified to hear they had some openings on the second floor, when the top was the fourth.
At one point, the woman had to go back to get the key to the model apartment, and Wolfwood smiled at Belle. “Not bad so far,” he said. “If we can keep nosey landlady out.”
Belle nodded. “Seems good so far, but the real test’ll be seein’ the inside.” The lady let them into the model, which was cute, if a little smaller than Belle had envisioned. They’d decorated the place, and she drew her fingers across the fabric of the couch while the lady explained how the kitchens had all been recently redone.
Wolfwood noticed the lack of space in the main room, but he did smile when he saw the beautiful new kitchen. “This looks good for you,” he said to Belle with a chuckle. The idea of Belle having this much space to cook and experiment was a nice one, he had to admit.
Belle nodded and looked at all the appliances. “It’s about as nice as my place now.” Which was great, it was the best kitchen they’d seen so far. The woman took them back to the bedrooms, showing them the master bath (very small). The bedroom was also decorated, and Belle couldn’t stop herself from bending over to brush a hand over the cover.
Wolfwood smiled. “Would it be okay if we looked around in here?” he asked the woman. “I’d like to measure some spots, and I know my girlfriend wants to check out that kitchen again.” He said girlfriend for convenience’s sake, hoping Belle didn’t give him the hairy eyeball.
Belle just laughed. It was kind of sweet, if weird, to be his girlfriend. The lady nodded and stepped into the living room. She sighed when she got a call on her cell phone. The potential tenants would be fine alone for a few minutes. She left the model apartment and Belle looked after her with a smirk. “I dunno, cheri, we gotta make sure this place feels like home.” She turned to him, putting her hands on his hips.
“Oh yeah?” Wolfwood smiled, returning the favor. “And just how do you propose we do that?” He kissed her gently. Honestly, the real estate woman had gotten on his nerves. He kind of wanted to be an ass in return.
Belle returned his kiss and her hands slid around his waist until they were resting on his butt. “Well, we gotta figure out if the bedroom’s cozy. We figure it’s gonna be our most used room, after all.” She kissed her way down his neck, nibbling the skin just a little.
“How fast do you think I am?” Wolfwood murmured, grinning, hands cupping her jaw, getting close.
“You’ve never done it quick and dirty t’ avoid gettin’ caught?” She smirked, groping his butt.
“Not for a long time.” Wolfwood closed his eyes, laughing softly. “Is that why you wore a skirt?” He reached under it, running fingers up her skin. God, he fucking loved this woman.
“Maaaaybe.” Belle giggled. “It’s definitely why I didn’t wear underwear.” She drew her hands along the waistline of his pants. “Whadaya say, cheri?”
“Devious.” Wolfwood smirked, slipping his hand between her legs, bending his head to press his lips along her neck.
Belle moaned softly. “Might as well be my name.” The words were spoken softly as she undid his pants.
“It really, really does turn me on,” Wolfwood promised, voice husky. He stroked like he knew she liked, toying with her a little.
Belle moaned softly, and wondered how bold she dared to be. “Think we’re gonna need t’ use the wall again.” She noted, before getting down on her knees. The most efficient way to get him hard was with her mouth, and she loved to do it.
“Yeah.” But then she was going down on him, and Wolfwood had to bite his own hand not to groan. She’d made him louder in the last few months than he’d ever been in the army, and he knew she got off on it, too, which made it all the better.
She loved to hear him moan. It was very gratifying to have her hard work appreciated. She was enthusiastic, and in their time together she’d learned what he liked. She paused when she heard the door open, but the phone rang again and the woman’s voice faded as the door shut. She laughed and stood, shaking her head. “Guess we’re in luck.”
There was nothing so boner-killing than being interrupted, but Wolfwood was able to take a breath and recover, laughing a little himself. “I hope something amazing happens to that caller.” He wrapped his arms around her, picking her up and pinning her against the wall, with a little less force than normal, to cut down on the noise.
Belle was expecting this, so she kept her mouth shut to avoid making a noise. The wall felt nice and sturdy, at least. “Me too.” She said, wrapping her legs around his waist.
Since moving in together, they’d talked about protection, and he wasn’t worried at this point that he didn’t have a condom. He pushed her up a bit on the wall so he penetrated her at an angle that was comfortable and familiar, hurrying it a bit so the normally fuzzy feelings of contentment were immediately ratcheted up to full on hot.
The odds of dying while going to the grocery store were higher than the odds of pregnancy while she was on the pill, and it was so much nicer not to deal with external protection. She moaned softly, pressing her hand against her mouth. She met his eyes and gripped his shoulder tightly with her other hand, letting her nails dig in a little. She couldn’t puncture his skin through his shirt, probably. “Oh yes,” she whispered, rolling her hips against him.
Jesus Christ above, if that little whisper wasn’t one of the sexiest things he’d heard in years. Wolfwood kissed her hard to keep himself quiet, trying to hit the right mix between deliberate and quick. He’d adjusted to her body over time, so he thought he at least had an idea where to move to get her going.
She kissed him back just as hard, her fingers moving up to stroke through his short hair. There was still a slight noise when her hips hit the wall, but she didn’t care. She shuddered as he fucked her, doing her best not to moan each time he thrust into her. Any bedroom would be cozy if she shared it with him.
Even with the nosy landlady, this might be a good spot - he did like the layout of the place, and so what if this room was small; all they needed was a good bed to pass out in after a mission, or a night out, or screwing against the wall. Wolfwood sighed softly, pushing her up a little higher, a little harder.
Belle couldn’t completely restrain herself from moaning when she climaxed. Her legs tightened around his waist and for a moment her voice filled the room. Not that she noticed or cared, Nicholas’s motions were the only thing that mattered for those few seconds.
He was sweating a little; he’d pushed this hard and fast in order to get off, but hearing her helped him. He’d always thought it was lucky that he was quiet when he came most of the time, and this time he buried his nose in her shoulder, keeping his mouth busy when he lost control.
Belle shuddered when she felt him come, her arms moving to hug his body, just in case he lost his footing. Falling with him was better than falling separately. “Dieu, cheri, that was intense.” She whispered softly in his ear. “I love you.”
“Fuck me.” Wolfwood laughed quietly, dizzily. He held her close, eyes fluttering closed. “I love you too, Belle.” And not just because of how good the sex was. It was that she’d do this here, that she’d think nothing of christening a place before even buying it. “This place might be a contender, then?”
“Wall didn’t shake, that’s a good sign, and the lady didn’t come in, either.” She slowly loosened her grip and lowered herself to the floor. “Now if they’ve got the water on in this place it’ll be a blessin’.” She chuckled a little and rooted around in her bag for her handkerchief. You just never knew when or what you’d need to wash up in an emergency. “I’d rather not drip all over the floor.”
Wolfwood laughed, blushing a little. He went over into the attached bathroom - small, but doable - and turned on the faucet. “Yeah, it’s on.” That was a relief.
Belle giggled shamelessly and set to cleaning them both up. She was just wringing her handkerchief off for the last time when the landlady knocked on the door. “Are you in there?”
Belle stifled a laugh and cracked it open. “Uh, yes. We were just checkin’ to make sure we both fit in the shower. It’s one of our things, and we like t’ have a little room. Mon cher is all elbows in a tiny shower.”
The woman smiled with more amusement than Wolfwood had frankly expected, and said, “Oh, I understand.” But after that, she did ask them to head outside, and Wolfwood followed obediently. “What’re you thinking, Belle?” he asked her, sliding an arm around her trim waist.
Belle smiled as he wrapped his arm around her. “I liked it. Bathroom’s not bad, kitchen looks nice. We don’t need a lot of space.” They’d never looked at the second room, but whatever. It didn’t need to be pretty to hold their extra crap. “It’s the best we’ve seen so far.”
“I think so, too.” Wolfwood nodded, smiling. “And hey, maybe it’s a good thing that there isn’t much space. We won’t get people asking to stay with us.” He was mostly teasing, but not entirely.
Belle laughed. “Not once we get all our stuff in that second room for sure.” The landlady was quite pleased with the line of conversation, and began going into prices and lease lengths and other things like that. Belle smiled and nodded, then turned back to Wolfwood. “We committed, cheri?”
“I’m game. It’s a good commuting distance, and I do appreciate a place to work out.” It might be nice if they had to stay away from Winston’s for a while, for some reason. If they could keep the landlady out, it seemed like the perfect eyrie. “I’ll do it if you will.” He smiled at her.
She nodded. “Then I guess we’re sold.” She smiled at the landlady and followed her into the office. She squeezed Nicholas’s waist, smiling widely. This felt so new and exciting.
“Excellent.” The landlady was beaming at them, starting to chatter about paperwork and all that.
“Give us just a second,” Wolfwood said, turning toward Belle with a grin. “We’ll be right in.” After the woman had gone into the office, he turned around and kissed Belle longingly. “Sorry,” he murmured, smiling. “Had to get it out. It’s not only exciting, but it’s safer for us if we’re going on missions. It’s quieter. I’m really, really happy.”
Belle was surprised by the kiss, but she didn’t mind that. She loved to kiss him. “Makes sense. I like it here, and I think we’ll be happy with this place.” She stroked his face softly, meeting his eyes. “I’d be happy anywhere with you, Nicholas.”
He smiled, eyes closed as he leaned his forehead on hers. “I don’t mean to be sappy or whatever, I’m just ... yeah. Really happy.”
“I’m glad.” She said softly, her hands resting on his hips again. “It’s so good t’ see you smile.”
“I could say the same for you.” Wolfwood smiled, looking down at her. “C’mon, let’s go get the stuff taken care of.” Having a home base that was theirs would make things even better than they were now.