A/N: Adult material in this chapter. Just an FYI :) Also, if you haven't checked it out, I've posted the Kill Will chapter. Hope you all enjoy! Much Love, Pink
“Finally!” Alistair sighed as he pulled Piper into his arms and kissed her. He had been waiting to get her alone, the excitement of the day finally getting to him. He felt her lips smile as she kissed him back, her arms wrapping around his neck. He loved that she never pulled away from him. She would let him hold her for hours and hours, even if they were in public, and never shrug him off or leave him without a kiss on the cheek or a short glance which let him know she would be right back. Never before had he been so uninhibited when it came to public displays of affection. Sure, when he used to drink in high school, he never minded the entire room seeing him with his tongue down a girl’s throat, his hands groping wherever he felt necessary. But he had never held a girl’s hand as they walked down the street, kissed her on the lips as they waited in line for the movies, wrapped his arm around her waist as they chatted with friends. What the hell had happened to him? He was turning into such a sap! But he didn’t mind. Piper had brought out a new side of him, and he was acting this way, not because she wanted or expected him to, but because it felt good.
Not that he had thrown all of his old habits out the door. Smiling to himself, he reached for the button on her jeans and quickly pulled them open before she had time to protest.
“Alistair!” She gasped in a hushed voice, stepping away and blushing.
“Oh, sorry,” he said with a grin. “I’ll shut the door.”
He nudged the door shut with his foot and then quickly pulled his shirt over his head, kicking off his shoes in the process.
Piper smiled and shook her head. “Not right now. We can wait until we get back to your hotel room.”
“But why?” That just sounded like a ridiculous idea. “And where do you think Laila and Sterling are headed right now?”
“I don’t know,” Piper said with a shrug. “But I’m guessing they had enough excitement on the airplane to last them through the afternoon.”
Alistair gave her a strange look but didn’t really want to ask for clarification. He had better things to do at the moment: Piper, if he wanted to get specific about it. The smile returned to his face as he started walking slowly toward his girlfriend. She knew better than to try and run away from him, he was faster and stronger than she was and he was more than willing to tackle her to a bed, even if it wasn’t her own.
Piper grinned as Alistair approached. His nose was still red from his cold, his hair was a mess and his paisley boxers clashed horribly with his plaid shorts. But she didn’t care. She loved him more than anything.
“I thought you were still sick,” she reminded him as he took her in his arms.
“It’s amazing what getting you alone can do for my health,” he replied and bent his head to kiss her.
She could tell by his kiss that he wasn’t just teasing her, that he really wanted her. His kiss always turned her on but this one more than the others. She knew that the sex wasn’t going to be conventional when he kissed her like this. She knew he wasn’t going to stop until they were both completely satisfied. But as much as she wanted it, she knew they couldn’t. They didn’t have one very important thing.
“Alistair, I don’t have any protection,” she whispered in defeat, her eyes still closed as he kissed her neck.
Alistair chuckled to himself and released her from his arms. She opened her eyes to see him digging into his pocket, a devious look on his face. What he pulled out didn’t really surprise her as much as it amused her. There, in his hand, covered in French words neither of them could understand, was a single condom.
“I got it at the airport. The attendant in the bathroom had a jar of them on the counter.”
Piper laughed out loud but quickly covered her mouth, afraid her host father and brother would hear. “Look at you, thinking ahead,” she teased him.
“I know! I had to tip the guy a whole Euro. You’re getting rather expensive.”
Piper laughed again and rolled her eyes.
“But you’re worth it,” Alistair assured her with a wink, reaching for her and kissing her again. He felt her arms link together behind his neck, one of her legs sliding around his calf, turning him on more than he thought possible.
“Okay,” Piper said, pulling away slightly so she could look him in the eyes. “But we have to be quiet. I don’t want Luc or Sébastien to hear.”
“Of course,” Alistair grinned at her, picking her up and carrying her to the bed. She wound her legs around his waist and kissed his jaw, nibbling gently on his earlobe. Alistair was eager to get her undressed and screaming his name, her new host family be damned, but as he kneeled on the bed, a loud moan distracted his attention.
The couple looked at each other for a short moment before bursting into laugher.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Alistair laughed as he gently set Piper on the bed, her weight making it sound as if a pickup truck had been dropped onto the springs.
Piper giggled as she bounced on the bed a few times, the creaking and moaning becoming louder and louder as she moved. “This isn’t going to work,” she decided, looking up at Alistair who had started to undo his pants.
“Sure it will,” he said, an unconvincing look on his face.
“Alistair, we make one move on this bed and they can hear it at the Louvre. Imagine how obvious it’s going to be if we start having sex.”
“I don’t think it’s that bad,” he lied, pulling Piper’s tank top off as he spoke. “You’re usually louder…”
But he started laughing before he could finish. Piper playfully slapped him on the stomach and attempted to crawl out from underneath him, the bed groaning as if it were in pain. Alistair pinned her down and kissed her again before agreeing, both of them laughing at the absurdity of the situation.
Alistair stood up and held out his hands so Piper could stand with him, their bodies pressing together when they finally met. Piper smiled playfully before kissing him, biting gently on his lower lip as she ran her fingers down his stomach to his boxers. He quickly unclasped her bra and pushed her jeans down her hips, both of them now standing in the middle of the room in nothing but their underwear.
Piper knew what she was doing as she kissed her boyfriend. Her breasts were pressing against his chest, enough room for her to move and tease him, but close enough so he couldn’t take one in his hand. Her bare thighs were rubbing against his and she could feel his erection growing against her abdomen. Alistair always pretended as if he didn’t like being teased, but she knew different. He was well aware that she would always let him have her in the end.
Soon she felt him getting impatient and she slipped her hands beneath the elastic of his boxers and helped them to the floor. Her panties quickly followed and she realized just how desperate she was for this as well. As Alistair reached between them to touch her, she knew she had to have him right then and there.
“Where are we going to do this?” She asked, her voice little more than a whisper.
“The desk…” Alistair answered, too busy kissing her neck and chest to think about it.
An image of the furniture collapsing under their naked bodies popped into Piper’s head as she gasped in pleasure, Alistair’s fingers pushing deep inside of her.
“No,” she panted. “The floor…”
“It’s wood,” Alistair tapped his foot. “That’s going to hurt.”
“No it won’t,” she insisted. “I’ll be on top.”
“Yeah?” Alistair raised an eyebrow at her and she blushed a deep red.
They pulled apart and scrambled to get ready, Piper throwing the blanket at the foot of her bed onto the floor and Alistair ripping open the condom and rolling it on. Before any time had passed, Alistair was on his back and Piper was straddling him, slowly lowering herself into place. She started with a slow and steady tempo, rocking her body back and forth. Alistair loved to watch her while they were making love. Her face was always showing him exactly what she was feeling or what she wanted. Her hair was now hanging down her shoulders and covering her breasts which were now bouncing slightly as she picked up her pace. Her flat stomach was flexing and her hands were on his chest, helping her as she moved above him.
Alistair smiled as his hands moved to her hips, guiding her up and down so she wouldn’t hurt her knees on the hard floor. It wasn’t long before he felt her muscles start to tighten around him as she climaxed, pulling him with her. His gorgeous girlfriend collapsed onto his chest, both of them completely spent.
“I love you,” Piper whispered as she kissed him, her hand running through his hair.
“Come back home with me,” Alistair said softly.
“No.” Piper sat up and smiled at him. “But I’ll miss you more than anything.”
Alistair groaned and sat up with her, helping Piper off of his lap. They sat on the ground next to each other, completely naked, just staring into each other’s eyes. Soon Alistair reached for her leg and ran his hand along her inner thigh, completely entranced by her soft skin.
“It’s going to be so hard without you there,” he said, looking down at her long legs.
Piper reached for his face and felt his stubble. God, how she would miss his scratchy kiss. “You can take an extra class or two. You’ll be too busy to miss me.”
“You know that’s not true.”
“I know,” Piper forced a laugh. “But think about how great it will be when we can live together next year.”
Finally Alistair smiled. “I can’t wait for that.”
“Come on,” Piper said, kissing him quickly on the lips. “Let’s get dressed. I’m hungry.”
“For me?” Alistair winked at her and stood up.
Piper laughed out loud. “No, not anymore.”
“Well, you better go get the keys from Sébastien, then.”
Piper grabbed her clothes from the floor and rolled her eyes. “I’m not asking him for the keys. You do it.”
Alistair laughed as he pulled his shorts on. “No way! He’s your host brother now. You have to do it.”
“Fuck it. He can’t be that mean, right?” Piper asked in a hopeful voice as she finished getting dressed.
“No. He probably is.”
“Whatever. You’re coming with me,” Piper decided as she opened the door and grabbed her boyfriend’s hand, pulling him out of the room with her.
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