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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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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?"

"We would have been fine," Aidan agreed, running his fingers through his hair. That was really Rachel's call though. Not that he was against condoms or anything, because they were definitely a good idea. But he had to admit things felt... better without them.

"I just- we hadn't talked about it so I didn't want either of us to freak out and have regrets."

He was worried. For her. For them. God, how did she get this guy? And now that she had him, what was she going to do with him? They were questions she couldn't even try to answer at the moment, so she did the only thing she thought she could do, she gave him a kiss. Not a big kiss or a long kiss, just what she hoped was a, you're-an-absolute-darling-I-can't-believe-you-even-thought-of-that kiss.

"You're a good guy, Aidan. I tell you that lately?"

Aidan smiled and kissed her lightly back, glad that she understood, or at least wasn't upset. This was definitely one of the weirdest nights he had ever experienced in a while though.

"You have. Have I told you that you deserve better?"

"You keep trying. I don't listen." Rachel ran her fingers through his hair as she gave him another kiss. She was totally in over her head, no net, safety off, pick your metaphor. But at least she wasn't alone, maybe for now she could just hold onto that until the next thing came to knock her for a loop.

"Besides, I barely know what I'm doing with you, let alone some so-called expert. You don't seem to mind if I keep fumbling."

"I don't know, it seemed like you know what you were doing with me a moment ago," he said, kissing down her neck. He didn't want Rachel to worry about this too much, to go down this road the same night they were officially together. He didn't want her to over think this.

"And I don't mind any fumbling."

"Not what I meant and you know it." She chuckled as Aidan kissed her again, running a finger down his chest as she twisted away a little, pulling the blanket out from under her so she could help Aidan clean a little. She figured they could just toss it in a corner and worry about it later, since it seems Aidan wasn't through with her yet.

It caught on a corner of the bed, by the pillows and she turned her back on Aidan, just for a moment as she pulled it loose.

Aidan sat up and wrapped his arms around her when turned her back to him, holding her against him. He could give her all the reassurances in the world because honestly, he was just as unsure about this as she was and it helped if he made himself support her. Aidan always felt he was at his best when he was helping others and ignoring his own problems. Maybe not the healthiest thing and a bit needy, but it seemed to work.

"This is the right choice."

"I know." And she did, when she listened to her heart and didn't let her head and all the cobwebs in there screw things up. It was easy to melt into his embrace, to lean against that strong chest and rest her head back on his shoulder. It also gave her the chance turn her face and give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Let's get some sleep," he said, pulling her back against him as he curled his body around her. They'd spent the night together before, but like everything else, this was going to be different somehow. Hopefully more relaxing and every bit as comfortable as it normally was.

Rachel fell back with him, smiling. She was a bit tired, now that the alcohol was wearing off and the passion was passing. She had no idea how she was going to feel in the morning, but she knew she was going to be waking up to the right guy to help her figure it out.

"Don't let me sleep in too much." It was a simple thing, almost overly-casual, but she didn't feel the pressure to add anything else. She figured she'd said enough for one night.

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