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Rachel was irritated. She knew it was for the most ridiculous reason, but knowing didn't change it as she left the Catscratch. It was late she guessed, but the club hadn't closed yet so she figured it wasn't too late to go see the guy she was irritated with. Not that she was irritated AT him, exactly, more irritated about him, but regardless, after a few drinks, this was the move that somehow made the most sense.

She thought she might regret it later. But what the hell.

After a little while she had to stop to slide the heels she'd been wearing off her feet. They looked great, but weren't made for walking distances and she was unsteady enough as it was. Still the walk was enough to sober her up (a little) and drive her irritation deeper.

How dare he complicate her life like this? Really.

Finding the window that was closest to his room (she was assuming he was in and in bed... she hoped) she reached up to knock on it with her show. And in sheer brilliance, she called out, probably not as softly as she should have been, "Aidan! See, I'm knocking! KNOCKING! Not breaking in, KNOCKING! Let me in!"

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"Don't you dare, Aidan." Fingers tightened threateningly, digging her nails in just a little harder. Not so much that it would hurt, but enough that she knew it would turn him on. It was a little crazy, but she wanted him as worked up as she was going to get. Passionate, maybe a little rough, they were a pretty good match in that.

They were getting to be a pretty good match in a lot of things.

"I will take back every last thing I said tonight if you do."

Now she was just playing dirty, adding a little bit of roughness and pain to the giggling nature. He was fairly sure that she was going to do her best to drive him absolutely crazy. That was perfectly fine with him.

Shifting a bit, he hooked her legs over his shoulders so that he could be a better angle, tongue slipping inside of her as his thumb brushed along her clit, doing his best to keep things at a slow build despite how eager he was for more.

This time Rachel did bite down on her lip to keep silent, to stifle the sounds that wanted to push their way up from her throat. She shivered as his thumb excited her nerves, pushing her heart to beat faster, her breath to catch in her throat and she fought herself to stillness when she wanted to arch against him.

The hand that wasn't still playing in his dark hair ran up her own body, resting at her collar bone, ready to clamp over her mouth if she thought she was getting too loud. She'd forgotten what it was like to do this where there was someone in the next room.

Aidan continued to move his tongue in wide, slow circles as his thumb rubbed around her clit. He could feel her entire body tensing as she tried to keep herself still and quiet. It was maybe a little mean to drive her this crazy but he didn't think that she'd mind and the challenge of trying to keep quiet made this a bit more fun.

Rachel groaned, hips pressing against him as her ache intensified. Toes curling, she whimpered, still trying to keep her voice low as it filled with need and desire. "God, Aidan, please."

She teetered on the edge of bliss and she knew Aidan would hold her there as long as he wanted to, cruel and delightful torture. She gasped in the quiet room moving her hand to cover her lips as nervous and excited gasps and giggles escaped her. "Want you so bad right now."

"Want me how?" he said, pulling back just enough to speak the words and smirk up at her before licking along her slit again, tongue flicking against her clit. One of his hands reached up to squeeze her breasts, pinching her nipples and rolling them between his fingers.

Rachel gasped again at the sharpness of his fingers on her breasts, the strange pleasure it gave her. Taking a moment to enjoy it, she smiled, closing her eyes as she lost herself in the pleasure of the moment before taking his hand with hers and threading her fingers through his. She gave it a slight tug as she answered his question.

"I want you, up here, with me, in me, around me." She wanted to reach the end of this together, to be able to look at him when he pushed her over the edge he had her on.

"Gladly," he said, pulling back to slowly kiss up her body. By the time he got to her breasts though, he was too eager to be in her and rushed the rest of the way up to her mouth, wanting to kiss her hard as he pressed against her.

"Fuck I want he," he groaned against her mouth, squeezing her hands.

Running her hands down his back, Rachel kissed him then, not holding anything back. Not worrying about what it meant, or how it was going to make her feel in the morning, she just dove into the moment with abandon and it felt great. Better even than it had before. She felt a little like she'd crossed some metaphoric relationship Rubicon and it was all down hill from there.

Regardless, she arched up against him, nipping at his lower lip as she slowly drew hand up to caress his face. "You want me, you got me."

"About time," he said with a laugh, kissing her back before he reached between them to position himself at her entrance. He could feel how wet she was and he ached to be in her. This was hardly the first time they had been together, but this was the first time since being "together", considering they'd been together all of five minutes.

With a hiss of pleasure, he pressed into her and groaned in pleasure, unsure if it really did feel better than before or if that was just his imagination.

"Jerk." She chuckled, kissing him back. Yeah, she'd been stringing him along a little, but he didn't need to rub it in her face right now. Not when she felt him entering her, pressing the ache she felt deeper inside, making her surge against him, gasping from the power of it.

"Oh, God, Aidan."

Aidan just stayed there for a moment, buried deep inside her and loving the feeling of it. This felt good, it felt comfortable and exciting all at the same time. This is the feeling that he's wanted ever since Martha left and ever since Celine before that and with Rachel, it was every bit as amazing as he thought it would be.

"Fuck you feel perfect right now," he groaned, rocking his hips slowly as he kissed her back slow and deep.

Rachel wrapped herself around him, legs and arms and she held on as tightly as she could while allowing him to move. The kiss unwound itself, lips and tongues teasing and tasting and it felt so comfortable she could hardly believe it. She was really doing this, going forward and taking a step towards really building a life here instead of just passing time.

Her hips moved against his as best she could in this position, taking him as deeply as she could, pressing her body against his just to feel the warmth of it against her breast. She ran her nails lightly over his skin, not digging in, just trailing the tips over the strong expanse of his back, urging him on, letting him know she was ready for whatever he wanted this to be. Slow and sweet or harder and passionate.

Aidan loved how she was so wrapped around him, holding him close, as if she couldn't get enough of how close they were. He didn't mind at all, it was so good and it felt so good right now.

He kissed her again and rocked his hips, moving slowly in and out of her, not wanting to rush it just yet. They could build up to that later, after they had just enjoyed this closeness. She was so hot and wet and tight around him that he couldn't imagine anything feeling better than this.

She could probably kiss him like that all night. Possibly would, too, just to revel in the closeness of it. The new intimacy they were edging themselves into. God, it scared her, but what was she gonna do? She couldn't help how she felt and now being without him would be horribly worse than being afraid of losing him. A feeling she didn't want to examine too closely while she could feel him deep inside her, drawing himself through her with teasingly slow strokes.

She stifled a moan against his neck, she'd already been more than a little aroused before he was inside her and now it was just building up inside her, needing a release he wasn't giving her yet. It was frustrating and blissful and she found herself running her fingers down his back a little harder as her breathing kicked up another notch and she felt, more than heard a little whimper escape her.

Aidan tried his best to keep things slow for the moment, but it was hard to do that when she was making those noises and touching him like that. He loved to feel the scratch of nails down his back and that she was enjoying this.

"Fuck you're so good," he said, thrusting a bit harder and faster in response to what she was doing. He wanted to hold on just a little bit longer before he let go completely.

"Oh, God, Aidan..." She gasped, probably louder than she should have and she buried her face against his shoulder again, not able to stop another moan. She was reaching the point where she was going to lose control and heaven help the roommates, then, but she also couldn't possibly care less. Let them hear, let them wonder what he was doing to her in the darkened bedroom.

All she wanted was Aidan and what he was doing for her, the weight of him above her, the taste of him when she kissed the juncture of neck and shoulder, the thrust of his hips against hers, all of it and more. She felt herself squeeze around his cock, teetering on the edge of bliss as her eyes closed tight and she felt her toes curl. "So close, I need you and I'm so close."

"Not yet," he gasped, driving down into her with more force. He wanted to come just as badly as she did, but for some reason he wanted to draw it out, to make it last just because they could, because they could experiment with what they were doing since there was absolutely going to be another chance later.

Besides, she was intoxicating. He wanted her like this for as long as he could keep her, the two of them close and in sync. He wanted her to lose control and just give in to whatever she was holding herself back from, for them to give everything they could to each other in this moment.

She bit her lip against another ragged groan, hard enough that she thought her lip might actually be bleeding, but she held on, digging her fingers into his back, his hip, wherever she could reach. Her body cried for release, aching and tender and tightening like a spring, but she did what he asked, for him and because she knew that she wanted to hold onto this as badly as he did. Her lips found his in a desperate kiss, gasping for air as his name echoed on her lips along with a litany of almost pleading yesses, and oh gods.

Pressing herself against him as hard as she could she stopped caring what the roommates heard, hell, she stopped caring about the neighbors, all her focus was on him and the pleasure coming from between her legs. She was close to breaking apart, but still she held on, not even sure why she was doing it anymore except she knew she was speaking, just above a whisper, "Come with me, babe, please, I want you make us come."

She was getting louder and rougher and Aidan liked that. He could still feel her holding back, just like he was, but he was getting close to breaking. He kissed her back, fiercely, letting all of the need and want he felt for her out there instead of with how his hips rocked against her.

"Can't hear you," he goaded, even though he heard her perfectly fine. Hearing her say "make us come" almost made him lose it, and he wanted them to come together soon. Pulling almost all the way out of her before thrusting in hard, just barely holding back from coming.

The sudden change and almost withdrawal sent a wave of frustration through Rachel, making her curse and grab onto Aidan even tighter when he slammed her back into the bed. Her entire body felt taught and it only took a few more thrusts before she couldn't hold on anymore and she fell apart, clenching around him and shaking almost from head to toe as she came, eyes closed and gasping for air against Aidan's shoulder. There was nothing about it that wasn't powerful and draining and the best she could manage was to whisper Aidan's name, asking him to join her with the clench of a hand on his chest and the thrust of her own hips to meet his.

This was hardly the first of Rachel's orgasms he had ever experienced, but something was different about this one. Maybe it was just all in his mind, but it felt more powerful, more raw and intimate. He wanted to think it was because they were together, but for the moment it was hard to get past just the sensation that something different was going on. Her reaction was so strong and powerful he couldn't hold off his own climax.

He couldn't wait for it, the feel of himself coming the same time she did, of them becoming one with absolutely nothing between them and-

"Oh fuck," he shouted, jerking back and pulling out of her at the last second as he came hard.

"Fuck, no condom," he gasped.

Rachel was still coming off the shocks of her orgasm when Aidan abruptly pulled out of her, leaving her bereft. Still gasping for breath, she fumbled with the sudden and confusing move, missing what he said as she sat up, reaching for Aidan to ask him what was wrong. It wasn't like him to just pull away like that and she wondered if he was having random and strange second thoughts.

"Babe, Aidan, did I do something wrong?"

"No, no, you're fine, you're great," he said, panting as he struggled to calm down from the semi-aborted orgasm he had just had. He was on the pill and they were both clean, but they had always used a condom before.

"Just... No condom," he explained. "I didn't want... We've always used a condom before."

Oh. Oh, right. Rachel couldn't help but but snicker a little. God, what a mess, this entire night, she was never living any of this down, ever. "You're on the pill, right, we would have been fine?"

She was spinning, her head, her heart, her head, but she still reached out to put her hand on his cheek, trying not to actually laugh in his face because it was the situation making her giggle, not him. "I mean, we are fine, maybe... we don't need them anymore?"