It seems like you have grand plans, Doctor. Who: Lulu and Nikola Tesla When: After the Cure Where: His place, now becoming their place What: Moving in Rating: R for derpycutesexytimes. Status: Complete.
Nikola had the sleeves of his white, button-down shirt rolled up to his elbows, his collar unbuttoned, his slacks relaxed and belt off. He’d been moving furniture and packing up some of his things all day, making room for Lulu and her things. It wasn’t as if his place was wall to wall furniture and things, but he wanted to make sure that she knew this would be her place, too, not just his. Not just him making room for her, but two people building a home together.
He finished in the living room, and brought a large box to the kitchen table to take down into storage.
Lulu showed up with a few of her things to move in. She wasn’t moving in everything right away, but a few things bit by bit.
Nikola dusted his hands off and turned around to look at his place. It was a little empty now, but he was looking forward to letting Lulu fill it with her things, her love. They were making a home together. Fancy that.
She set the box down as she rang the bell, grinning and trying not to. She still couldn’t believe that he was allowing her into the inner sanctum, so to speak; he’d always seemed so secretive, so closed off in a way. But him letting her in like this, she felt lucky.
Nikola turned at the sound of the bell and opened the door to her. He gave her a soft smile as he saw her standing there, then stepped forward to lean in and kiss her softly. “Hi there.”
Smiling up at him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him in return. “Hello. I just brought by a few essentials.” Her fingers ran through his hair, and she couldn’t help but grin. “There’s still time to back out, you know.”
Her fingers in his hair felt amazing. Nikola wasn’t sure how it’d happened. How had he fallen so hard and so fast? He closed his eyes and would have purred if he had the ability. “You should come see what I’ve done.” He whispered, then tugged her into the apartment. He left the door standing open so they could grab her box in a moment. He wanted to show her the place first.
Half of his bookshelves in the living room were empty. One drawer and one cupboard in the kitchen were empty. Half of his bureau in the bedroom, and half of the closet were empty. He’d even removed an end table and a lamp so she could bring in her own furniture, too. She looked around, taking his hand and smiling. “You did all of this for me?” She supposed it was his way of telling her that he loved her, that he was ready for this. “Well, I suppose I should reward all of your hard work later.” She winked at him, moving to roll up her own sleeves.
Nikola nodded softly. He took her for a short tour, a once around the apartment so she could see the space he’d made for her. “I hope it’s enough for now. Until we decide to move into a bigger place.” He said, softly. Then he chuckled. “I’m looking forward to my reward. We’ll have to pop into the shower and rinse off the dust from moving so many things around.”
“Mmm, we’ll have to figure out where Pepsi’s going to sleep. He’s gotten rather used to being the little spoon.” She chuckled, closing her eyes and leaning into his touch. The dog was presently with one of her employees until the moving got settled. She’d lucked out and gotten the laziest dog in the world, but one who still didn’t mind too much if she took it jogging.
“We have the second bedroom.” Nikola suggested. “Or we could have three spoons.” He held her for a moment, but then pulled back, remembering the box and the open front door. “Whatever you like. This is your home, too.”
“Well, thank you,” she smiled. She only pulled away when she went to grab the box from outside. “Your place is gorgeous. And no, he doesn’t chew.” She’d trained her dog quite well, and he preferred to gnaw on his chew toys anyway.
Nikola chuckled softly, pushing the door closed behind her as she came in with the box. “I’m sure we’ll have to set up some newspapers in the kitchen? Sod it, I don’t know anything about raising dogs, I’m afraid.”
“Oh, he’s ridiculously well potty trained. He does a little dance and whimpers when he wants to go outside. We’ll have to get some beds for him, as your place is bigger than mine.” She moved to set the box down, grinning at him. “I don’t know much either, but fortunately I’m smart enough to adopt a furry companion that was already trained.”
“Several beds for the dog, hmm?” Nikola asked, moving into the kitchen. It was time for a glass of wine. “Well, I suppose that’s the smart way of doing it.” He said, digging a bottle opener from one of the kitchen drawers. “Won’t he just... sleep wherever he wants to?”
“Of course, but if I provide him attractive alternatives, I can sort of convince him he’d rather sleep where I want him to. Men and puppies. Not too dissimilar, really.” She smirked at Nikola before moving to touch his forehead, standing on tiptoe to reach. “You look much better. I’m glad. I’m so sorry I got you ill.”
Nikola raised an eyebrow. “Men and puppies?” He asked. He shook his head a little, but stepped over to her and wrapped his arms down and around her waist. “It’s all right. At least we were ill together.” Her eyes closed and she let her head rest on his chest. “If anything had happened to you that was my fault, I don’t know what I’d have done.” She bit her lower lip hard.
“Shh.” Nikola said, his brow furrowing. “Don’t be silly. It wasn’t your fault. If I hadn’t caught that dreadful virus from you, I would have caught it from a student or coworker. It was an epidemic. Not your fault.”
“Still.” She’d felt guilty for exposing him to it regardless, and she closed her eyes, curling up closer against him. “I have enough death in my dreams. I didn’t want it to spread to the people I love in my waking hours.”
Nikola nodded, bringing his lips to rest against her hair. He held her close, running his hands over her hair, her shoulders, her back. “It didn’t. And it won’t.” He was trying to sound reassuring. He was confident that everything was going to be all right. His only worry was whether or not her dog would hate him for stealing his spooning partner away.
She tiptoed up to kiss the bottom of his jaw, smiling. “We’re fine now.” She moved to the kitchen to get herself a glass of water, filling it with ice and water from small spells that flickered off of her fingertips. She was glad to be able to cast again. Her strength had come back quickly.
He smirked a little at the kiss, and let her pull out of his arms. His hands trailed along her form as she moved away from him, playfully, and he turned to lean against the doorway and watch her as she filled a glass to sip.
“You are the most magnificent creature I’ve ever known.”
Her smile was more of a smirk, and she looked up at him as she drank. “You’re just saying that because I can electrocute you.”
Nikola laughed. “Right. You’re absolutely right.” He stepped into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around her once more. “I think I might like a little shock and tickle.”
“Don’t tempt me,” Lulu laughed. She liked that they weren’t going to get much unpacking done because they were too busy cuddling. “I’m glad you asked,” she murmured.
“You’re glad that I asked what?” Nikola asked, still running his hands over her hair. He pressed a kiss into her temple.
“For me to move in here. I know you’re like me. We both need our solitude. Don’t worry, I won’t cling to you all the time.” Lulu loved being alone, loved being her own woman - just not all of the time.
Nikola nodded. “There are two bedrooms here. And a living area, a kitchen, a dining room. Two bathrooms. I have a feeling we’ll have enough space.” He said, gently. “But I’m glad I asked, too. I want you with me every morning when we wake up.”
“Like I said, you have more room.” She kissed his fingertips lightly. She wondered how she’d gotten so lucky; even after the odd week at Christmas, she knew his loyalties lay with her. “Likewise. Come on, help me unpack before we get cavities.”
Another soft chuckle escaped him, and Nikola gave her a squeeze. “Show me where you want things, and I’ll help.”
“I mostly brought clothes and toiletries.” She really just needed to be pointed in the direction of a closet and some hangers. “I promise, not too many girlie things in your bathroom.”
“It’s your bathroom, too.” Nikola responded, though he was a little relieved. He had a very simple life, and too much clutter made him a little crazy. “I cleared room for you in the drawer. And behind the mirror.”
“Thank you.” She kissed his cheek. She wasn’t one for makeup or hair, preferring classic, easy makeup and hair. She was far too busy working and wearing her pieces to be fussy about other things. “Though I do confess I thought about bringing a bunch of frou frou things, just to watch your face.”
She was far too beautiful to dumb herself up with too much make up and hair supplies. Nikola nodded. “You like to watch me squirm.” He helped by picking up the box and carrying it into the bedroom. “You’ve got the right hand side of the closet.”
“You like it when I do as well,” she grinned, watching him act like the strong, handsome man he was. She copped a bit of a feel as they walked, pretending to look innocent as she went.
“Well, that’s true.” Nikola said with a chuckle. And then her hands were on him, and he wanted nothing more than to throw her onto the bed and rip her clothes off. The moment passed, though, and he brought the box to the closet for her. “Unpack in a rush, then come join me in the shower?”
“You just like when I wash your hair,” she smirked. But she hung things up carefully, drawing out his frustration, knowing exactly what she was doing. She couldn’t help but watch him, bending over at the waist a little more than she needed to.
Nikola chuckled. “I like it when you wash my anything.” He said, gently. He sat down on the bed and leaned back on his hands, folding his feet in front of him at the ankle. He liked watching her as she put things away. “Maybe you don’t need to rush.” He added, letting the sight of her form in his house--in their house--arouse him slowly. Lulu knew what he was getting at and how to prolong it. She reached up a bit higher, making sure her legs looked longer as she did so, then moved something to the floor, knowing her skirt was raising up higher. “Well, thank you for letting me take my time.”
She smirked to herself where Nikola couldn’t see, shrugging out of her jacket and hanging it up before taking her hair down. She knew Nikola liked when she did that, so she rubbed at her scalp a bit, letting it toss.
She had wonderful hair. Nikola watched, letting her do what she did to him. Letting himself enjoy the show. She had beautiful shoulders and arms, amazing breasts, and Nikola let his eyes wander the rest of the way down and back up again, enjoying the show. His pants grew a little tight.
If she had seen, she’d have chuckled, but instead she hitched her skirt a bit more so she could unhook her garter belt and undo her stockings, almost as if he weren’t really behind her. She was almost waiting for him to pounce, and it made the blood thud in her ears. She was at their home, and she never wanted to leave.
Nikola was leaning back on his elbows now on the bed, watching her. It was like torture--like exquisite torture. Which one of them would cave and come to the other first? He was still holding off, though just barely.
Soon her legs were bare and she had neatly folded the silk and placed it into a lingerie bag that got hung up as well. Her clothes were sorted and folded, so she supposed it was time for the shower that she and Nikola had discussed. She moved closer to him, sitting on his lap. “Could you be a dear and help me with my zipper?”
Damn. Nikola was drooling. Literally. He sat up a little and wiped his mouth with his sleeve when she came and crawled into his lap, trying to form coherent words. She was winning at this game, there was no doubt. He wrapped his arms around her and nodded. “This zipper?” He asked, his hand coming to rest on the little piece of metal that would relieve her of the rest of her clothes.
She nodded. “Mmhmm. It’s hard to reach it by myself.” She held her hair up and off of her neck, biting her lip hard at how warm his fingers were. “Thank you.”
Nikola nodded, then slowly pulled the zipper down. Very slowly. Sitting in his lap, she was sure to be able to feel how aroused he was by her slowly undressing. “You’re welcome.” He was surprised that he had any voice at all.
Standing up, she wiggled out of the dress as it was too tight to simply let it fall off. “Coming to shower?” She hoped he’d have other plans for the immediate future, and she unhooked her bra as if to give him the same idea.
“Good God yes.” Nikola said, climbing up from the bed quickly and unbuttoning his shirt once, then tugged it up and over his head and tossed it aside. Buttons? Who had time for buttons?
Grinning, Lulu turned to look at him, biting her lip and moving to help him with his pants. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t work you up so.” Her tone was teasing, and she let her fingers skim lightly over his stomach.
“...why?” He asked, giving her a little grin. It was obvious that he loved the torture. “You don’t need to go easy on me, Lu.” He said, letting her pull his pants down and off. He was already at full attention.
“In that case,” Lulu smirked, dropping to her knees. She liked the look on his face while she did this, it made it as a joy. She gripped his hips as she let her lips toy with him, looking up to meet his eyes.
Oh, Jesus, Nikola turned to watch her as she dropped to her knees, and his length twitched and stiffened under her attentions. He was barely able to hold back a moan at the sight of it.
Looking up, she would have smiled if she could. Sometimes men were obnoxious in their simplicity, but sometimes, like right then, they were all the more lovable because of that same reason. She moved a little faster before bearing off entirely and turning, wordlessly, to walk toward the bathroom.
Nikola was shuddering. He lowered his hand to touch her hair, trailing his fingers down the side of her face, and then finally closed his eyes as he enjoyed it... and then she pulled away and went to the bathroom. It took him a moment to process what had just happened, then he chuckled low in his throat. “...you.” He said, moving to follow her into the bathroom. “You are...”
Lulu grinned at Nikola over her shoulder. “I’m what? Think carefully before you speak, I know where you sleep now.” She was teasing him, but she couldn’t help laughing a little, giving that fact away.
“...amazing,” he breathed, taking a couple of quick steps to catch up with her. He slid his arms down and around her waist. “...perfect.” He added, leaning in to kiss her neck. He released her so she could start the shower.
Smiling, she tiptoed up so she could kiss him, running her fingers through his hair and pulling him closer before starting the shower. “I could say the same for you, Doctor Tesla.” Turning, she made sure to run the water hot, testing it before getting in. She left him enough room to enter afterward.
Nikola chuckled at the kiss, and wrapped his arms around her as she ran her fingers through his hair. He rather liked that. It should be obvious to her by now how much he enjoyed it when she played with his hair. His eyes fell closed and he nodded. “You would be right, wouldn’t you?” He followed her into the shower, his skin humming. He wanted more of her. He was playing it cool, but he felt like his blood was boiling.
“I would. You’re … a marvel.” She smiled at him, liking how he butted into her fingers. “I was planning to put some of my furniture into storage until I can sell it. I don’t really think there’s a reason for us to double up on things, especially not since yours are all lovely and serviceable.”
Nikola hadn’t ever expected that he might fall in love with anyone other than Helen Magnus. It was a shock to him, his feelings for Lulu. But she was in his heart, her claws in, cemented there. And he loved it. He loved being owned, he loved owning. “Whatever you want to do.” He said, softly, lifting his hands to touch her skin, her arms and her sides. “...we can replace my things with yours if you like them better.”
“Oh, I’m not really overly sentimental about many objects that I don’t make myself.” She liked being there with him, with his arms around her. She’d always been the one to fight for everything she’d ever gotten, but with Nikola around, she felt safe. Like she could finally rest. “Your things are more my tastes anyway.” Most of her things were from Ikea anyway. Her shop had only really taken off recently.
Nikola closed his eyes, leaned his head in, and planted some soft kisses against her neck in the stream of deliciously hot water. It felt good. She felt like home now. It made him very happy. “Okay.” He responded, burying his face into her neck. His hands started to wander up and down her body. “You make me...” He said, his fingers tightening against her skin, drawing her body flush up against his. “Hungry.” He whispered. She could feel just how hungry she made him. It was poking into her thigh.
She always felt small around him. She was petite, but she seldom felt it. Instead, she felt like a powerful tigress most of the time, the queen of her kingdom. But Nikola was more like her king, and he made her feel safe. “Are you now. Well, I suppose we could do something about that.” She smirked up at him, nipping his chest.
“Oh, yes please.” Nikola wasn’t the largest of men, or the most stereotypically manly, but he could wrap his arms around the woman he loved and make her feel safe. That was all that mattered. That and his amazing fashion sense. He chuckled at the nip to his skin. “Pretty please with sugar on top?”
Lulu just laughed, a throaty chuckle that was deeper than many people expected from such a petite woman, and she moved to her knees to resume what she’d been doing. She liked making him happy - and few things made men happier than well orchestrated shower blowjobs.
‘Well orchestrated’ were excellent words to describe what she was doing to him. He let his head fall back and gave a low groan, one hand moving down to tangle in her hair. Then his head picked back up again and tipped down so he could watch her mouth on him, watch the water dripping down her body, enjoy the view thoroughly.
She was looking up at him as she moved, watching to see what he liked best. She did like how easy it was to reduce him to putty, how easy it was to make him groan. He was hers, and she was his, and the duality of ownership was enough to make her sigh herself.
Nikola’s hands came up to hold onto the walls of the shower, grabbing at them to cement himself in reality. It was too easy to let go, to close his eyes and let her motions take him off to fantasy land. He felt his toes pressing down against the tile floor, his fingers pressing against the glass and tile walls. “You... are... amazing,” he breathed. He wasn’t sure how much he could take.
And Lulu wasn’t about to let up until his knees wobbled. Sometimes she said I love you out loud. But sometimes, like this time, she said it through actions.
Nikola gave a soft groan, his knees going weak. “Keep this up and you...” He gave a soft ‘nng’ sort of sound in the back of his throat. “Keep this up and you’ll accomplish your goal.”
She leaned back, unable to keep from laughing. “And what, Doctor Tesla, would that be?” She started up again before he could answer.
Another ‘nng’ escaped him, and he bit his lip for a moment to hold back the inevitable. “You’re going to make me explode, Lu. I have no choice, I’m putty in your hands.” Or, well... mouth.
She wasn’t able to form a rebuttal, as she was too busy working faster. But if she could have, she’d have told him that it was his comeuppance for making her putty. That turnabout was fair play.
“Oh, Jesus,” Nikola muttered, and then his body went completely still, completely taut as he came straight into her mouth. He shuddered, his whole body exploding and releasing.
Lulu grinned a moment later, standing up and stretching. “Hand me the shampoo, would you, darling?” She was coyly acting as if nothing had happened.
Nikola was breathing hard, his body still tingling. His knees were weak, and he was still clinging to the shower door and the wall to keep himself upright. “...shampoo...” he said, out of breath. “...right...” He reached for the bottle and held it out to her, feeling like he might collapse onto her.
She couldn’t help but smile, kissing him lightly. “I love you, Nikola Tesla. And I promise you, I will do this every time you get tense. Thank you for the shampoo.” She grinned at him before starting the arduous process of washing her long hair.
Nikola gave a little chuckle after returning her kiss. He brought his hands down to her body, resting on her sides in the rain of warm water from the shower head. He leaned in to kiss her neck, then pulled back to give her space to wash. “Every time? How did I get to be so lucky?”
“You were you.” She smiled, shrugging her shoulders. “Besides, I like watching an articulate, witty man turn to an incoherent puddle. It’s … fun.”
He chuckled again. “Incoherent puddle? I wish I could say it wasn’t true.” He said, then took the soap from its dish and lathered his hands to move to her body. He wanted to touch, caress and wash every inch of her skin.
That made her smile, closing her eyes and basking in the attention his fingers provided. “You could say it, but you’d be lying.” Wrapping her arms around him, she beamed. “I feel lucky that I’m here at all.”
“I don’t want to lie to you, Lu.” Nikola said, softly. “Not ever. I want you to always get the truth from me, even if it means losing you.” He said, a gentle frown crossing his features. His hands were moving gently, smearing soap across the skin of her chest, her breasts, her sides, her back. He pulled her in against him and kissed her once more.
“And I appreciate that. Why do you look upset?” She took his chin between thumb and forefinger. “Your honesty is why I was happy when you came back to me after Christmas. Nikola, you’re a good man. You won’t lose me so easily.”
“You’re the most amazing woman.” Nikola said, then leaned in to kiss her. He moved around so she could get the most of the shower’s spray, and rinse the soap from her body, the shampoo from her hair. “I want to take you to bed and make you writhe.” He said, his voice a purr. “Can we do that?”
His voice had been one of the reasons she’d bedded him to begin with, that and the repartee. It had been the best decision of her life, to go to Nikola Tesla’s house that first night. She smiled at him and nodded. “Yes. We can do that.”
He nodded softly, letting her rinse her hair, and climbed out of the shower to collect a couple of large, fluffy towels. He dried off, then wrapped one around himself, letting her rinse, and then held one out for her to dry once she was done. “Come with me.”
“All right,” Lulu chuckled. She wrapped herself in the towel, having squeezed her long hair dry in the shower once it was off. “It seems like you have grand plans, Doctor.”
“Just one.” Nikola said. He took hold of her hand and led her into the bedroom, then pulled her against him and wrapped his arms around her so he could kiss her properly.