museboxonahill | I tell you to leave while pulling you near.

I tell you to leave while pulling you near.

He had been seeing Wren for a few months now, bit by bit the shallow talking had become deeper and deeper. As much as he didn't want to at first more and more he was realizing just how much he did enjoy her company. The way she smiled, her hair falling nto her face. She was a stunning person. This particular night he'd picked her up like he often did when they were going to spend time together. He asked her to dress nicely for this particular date, he had rented out the entire restaurant of one of the nicest places in the city.

It was more so they could talk and enjoy a conversation with out the the noise of others around them. Just the staff that was usually there. When she had asked where the bathroom was he pointed it out and politely stood as she left the table to head that way. He had just barely ordered drinks when all hell broke loose.

The fight left the table a wreck and much of the area where they were seated. Kim stood alone the bloodied forms of five men laying strewn across every which way. He leaned down to pick up a napkin to wipe blood from the corner of his own mouth and was wiping blood off his knuckles. This... this would be the end of things. He was as scared as he had ever been, this had to end. he had to let her go.

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He was all set to rattle back something or another but then he picked up those words. His heart was pounding again, this time it was for a different reason. She said she loved him. Boom boom boom.

Any argument that he would have had was gone, gently he unlooped her arms, and walked into the kitchen opening up the fridge and pulling out a loaf of bread sandwich spread lunch meat and lettuce setting the items on the table. He turned opening a drawer by the sink and fishing out a pack of cigarettes, he lit one from the pack and set about making a sandwich.

Half a sandwich made and this dude was standing in the kitchen cigarette in one hand and eating a sandwich with the other.

Of course she wasn't expecting any declarations back but him just heading into the kitchen was... weird. Peeking in, Wren saw what he was doing and wondered if emotional eating really was a thing for guys. Deciding he needed time to process, she gave him his space, moving back to the coffee table to start assessing the kit and picking up wrappers that needed to be thrown away. Not wanting to be in utter silence, she hummed a small tune - a lullaby to be more precise, as she started putting everything away, offering up glances to Kim here and there.

The gun was going to stay on the mantle, though. She didn't feel inclined to touch it again. Going into the fridge herself, she really was impressed to see it was stocked. Pouring out two glasses of juice, she moved to sit with her glass at the table, still watching Kim.

"I'm going to have to steal your clothes for the duration of our stay here," she informed him. "Unless you want me to stroll around here buck naked." She was only half serious on that remark.

Kim gets hungry when he is nervous, being that way it is an anxious tick to just go eat something if it is possible. he was staring some where out into the unknown just chomping down the sandwich, once he had finished he fished out another cigarette lighting it with the remains of the previous one before stubbing the old one out.

" You said you love me." he stated taking a seat at the table and taking a drag from the cigarette. He looked to her. " I just told you who I am and you said you love me."

" I am still booked for tours for the next 18 months. My manager books quite a bit in advance so she can get the best deals on venues. But I think some smaller ones can be canceled." picking up the juice from the table and taking a big drink from the cup. " I'll have to sell the penthouse too. that's a shame, I liked the building but it's not a big deal..."

"Yes, I love you," she responded directly, feeling braver to do so. Then the conversation shifted and she blinked at him. What was he rambling about?

"I don't understand what you're trying to say." Wanting to reach out and touch him, she settled for letting her hand rest on the table. "What do you mean about canceling things and selling the penthouse?" The penthouse she was still living in, she assumed.

He looked to her as if that was a silly question. To a normal person it wasn't but his brain sorted differently. He moved his hand placing it over hers on the table. " Wren, if we are going to give this an honest chance then certain things will have to be different. Like getting a place that reflects the both of us and not just me. We will also need time to get used to living with each other and being around one another before I go back to touring."

Picking up the cigarette with his free hand. " And we will have to move to a secured location so that we can live our lives freely and not be bothered by the other stuff going on."

Wow. That was... quick! He went from 'no, we can't be together' to 'going to move in' faster than a sports car hitting 100mph. But at the end of the day, she found herself not minding it. If she could learn how to deal with the fates pushing her in directions, she could handle this. Recovering from the surprise, she smiled, nodding. "I agree. I don't know how 'horse girl' will fit into your aesthetics, though."

Another moving? She found herself minding it less and less, considering she didn't have much to move at all. What she wasn't certain about was how Kim would handle her individual quirks and habits, but she was willing to try, especially if he was. "How secure is secure? I know how to get from point A to point B but don't know what areas you would consider as safe places." And he was probably talking more about keeping his family out of his business than general safety and security.

He still felt like she lost her marbles and so had he for entertaining all of this. It was what it was though. How often did he really want something that was only for himself anyway? Not for the family, not for the fans, just for him.

" Well, you've already been getting more and more into my aesthetic anyway." he shrugged a little.

" Very secure." he said twirling his finger around to indicate the whole house and pointed to his ear. Bugged. And he was sure that even as they spoke Kinn was about yelling Arm's ear off in the preamble to the riot act he was no doubt going to be reading Kim. And yep, they also go good audio on their little door way ugly bumping, but if he worried about being head during sex he would still be a virgin with no end in sight.

"Ah." She nodded her understanding, almost pouting about it. It was a nice little house, from what she could see. Shame it was bugged.

"Well, in that case, I think we have no other recourse." Wren moved to get up, her dress still akimbo as she walked around the table towards Kim with a hungry look in her eyes. "We never got to have dinner and I'm extremely hungry. The appetizer you offered me may have been filling, but it wasn't satisfying." Her fingers trailed along his jaw, tilting his head up slightly as she leaned down to whisper by his ear. "Am I able to have the main course to this feast now or do I have to be a good girl and wait?"

She didn't want to wait. They couldn't have a good conversation about their current situation and future plans, so why not give them an earful to be embarassed about? No one could see her and that was fine. If they could hear her, well... they would know they were missing out. And she added a very sweet please to her request before nipping his earlobe.

Kim would have so many adjustments to make in the way he did things. He would need to get them a place that was nice and away from this, just enough distance to get the watch off his back. He imagined that she'd pick out a smaller place. Something that doesn't call attention.

He watched her as she moved, and spoke. He tilted his head when she bit his ear lobe and didn't answer verbally, just reaching up and behind her to lower the zipper on the back of her dress. His finger tips running lightly down the newly exposed skin.

" How much do you like Thai food?" he said with a little smirk on his face, well aware that it was a horrible innuendo to use.

Wren didn't mind the innuendo at all as she wriggled out of her dress, then reaching behind her to unhook the bra. She was well aware that the scars that were on her left side were visible, looking like her left arm and leg had been almost flayed like slicing a hot dog lengthwise. That would be for later. But for now, she was ready to join him anywhere he wanted her. "Love it," she purred, already pulling his shirt up out from being tucked in to run her short nails up his abs.

"The hotter the better. Because that makes dessert all the sweeter." Was there a seat on his lap? There was now as she lifted her leg to straddle his, working his shirt off the rest of the way. "Besides, what better way to burn off adrenaline than through marathon sex?"

He watched her wiggling out of that dress, and the loosening out of that bra, her breasts coming on full display. He didn't mind about scars, he had a few of his own, though none like what she had.

He slid his hands up her hips as she straddled him, taking his hand up to rip the side of what was left of the panties tossing them to the larger chair. " Present for them." he said leaning up his hands sliding up and to her breasts cupping them and licking at her nipples.

It was fitting and she would have said as much if he had allowed her the brain capacity to do so. As soon as he was on her nipples, she made a low sound in her throat, fingers carding through his hair to keep him close. "They're sensitive," she breathed, rocking slightly on his lap. There was no indication that he should stop, however, her nails digging in slightly to press him closer to her.

" Good." he said simply, keeping that closeness to her flicking his tongue over and across each nub. Sliding one hand from her breasts down her abdomen and between her legs. Parting her folds as needed his finger circled her clit then stroked it. " Is this also sensitive?" he asked giving her a devilish grin.

His mouth went back to paying attention to the nipple on the breast that was still in his hand. Mouthing and rolling it between his lips. He could tell she was liking that, those nails just barely scratching into his scalp and the way her body was responding and moving.

By the gods this was nice. Was it because it had been forever or because it was Kim? She voted because it was Kim and the way he looked at her as he teased had her biting her lip, eyes lighting up. Hell yes, it was sensitive! Her hips jumped once, then scooped to press into his hand as her nipples tightened even more. She nodded, giving some sound of affirmation before tilting her head back to savior all the sensations that were assaulting her.

Wren definitely enjoyed all of that. Her thoughts of his dick pounding into her had her brain running in circles as her breath picked up in pace, nails increasing their pressure on his skin as her hips found a nice building rhythm.

" I like that." he said softly around the taunt nipple between his lips. Wren was quite lovely, and more than just because she had let him hard fuck her right up against the wall, for their first time no less. She was all around lovely.

He was quite patent in the bed room in contrast to his I want this and I want this now type of personality outside of the bedroom. He could have her across his lap and finger her sweet little pussy and tease her nipples all night long.

Could. But he wouldn't, she felt just too good and his dick was responding again already. He pulled back from her nipple looking to her. " You're beautiful, Wren." it was more than just something to say in the moment by the way he was looking to her.

When he murmured, Wren grinned as she had her head tilted back, digging her nails into his skin more. The way he touched her made her feel cherished and she couldn't help but fall a little more for him.

On the last statement, she was compelled to open her eyes and look back at him, noting his expression. More than what he said, but how he said it and with his face made her look starstruck, almost like one of his fans but it was... more. With a smile, she reached up and combed his hair out of his face, pressing her lips to his forehead while her other hand rested on the center of his chest. "I love you too, Kim." She said that with an equally quiet voice with her eyes still shining for him. "Oh'ah ha," even more secrative sounding, she tilted her head down for a kiss.

They weren't the exact words, but she could feel the intent. If that was the way he could say he cared, she would take it.

Love was such a strong word. Kim had spent most of his life not hearing it, at least not in a sense that was anything other than star struck fans who had no idea about him. The real him. Yet, she said it so easily. Was this feeling love? The feeling that he felt towards her. The seed that made him want to push her away just so that his life wouldn't ruin her or her life.

He closed his eyes for a moment and only opened them again after he'd kissed her. His mind was going a million miles a minute, he just looked to her watching the way she moved, the way that the low lights caught the colors in her hair. He brought his arms around her torso hugging her to him.

It was the strongest word Wren knew! But she didn't force it from Kim as he remained quiet, pulling him against her as he did the same. If this was what he needed now, she would give it as her fingers carded in his hair, trying to protect him and hide him from whatever he was avoiding. She didn't even pull away until he did, offering a loving smile, and threading his fingers around hers.

"Show me where the bedroom is," Wren implored softly. "And you need less clothes on," she added, taking on a playful, hungry look. "Then after, we can christen every room here just for them."

It wasn't that he didn't feel it, it was more working out in his mind. It was a lot easier just to show it for now while he figured it out.

He pulled back to look to her and gave a little chuckle. " Alright, hang on." and with that he placed his hands under each cheek of her ass to hold her up and to him he walked down the hallway which had only two choices for which was the master bedroom and one was the bathroom. The Master was the door at the end of the hall which opened up into a modestly decorated bedroom with a canopy bed in black wood and matching dressers.

Once they were in the room he gently set her down on the edge of the bed. He looked to her and pushed her knees apart before kneeling down between them, a hand pushing her to lean back and the other lifting her hips and pulling her to the edge of the bed.

Running his hands slowly up her thighs, and using his thumbs to part her folds as if she were a delicate flower, he leaned in gently kissing her mound before running his tongue along her slit.

She knew exactly how to hold on; her thighs were iron strong with her years of riding and gripped his waist like she was. His strength had her gasping as her fingers threaded in his hair, scratching at his scalp since he said he liked that. Being placed on the bed had her sliding down his chest, her fingers cloying at his chest as they too dragged down. All that lovely, caramel skin she wanted to lick and mouth and nibble until all of it was marked in her scent.

She leaned back obediently, opening her thighs and sighing happily as he touched her. The first taste had her mewing, then the second had her fingers reaching down to pet his head. "Kim." A soft, needy sigh. "Do you taste us together?" And there was a sultry, playful tone. "Do we taste good?" She certainly thought they felt good together. And while she wanted to feel that again, she was in no hurry to rush this exploration of each other, either.

He looked up at her from his position, leaning in and kissing her opening deeply. " It tastes perfect." giving his tongue a swirl along her opening he leaned up to kiss her so she could also taste how lovely they tasted together. Pulling back from the kiss. " What do you think?"

His fingers sliding inside of her, his other hand working on his pants to get them out of the way.

He came up to kiss her and she joined in enthusiastically, sucking on his tongue to get that unique mix of flavor. Coming up for air as he pulled away, she watched him, opening her mouth to answer but lost that capability for a moment as his fingers took the place of his mouth.

"Yess" Came the hiss as she arched, taking those fingers a little bit deeper. Already her legs were pulling back to open herself up more, freely offering whatever he wanted. As soon as those pants were gone enough from his waist, her one leg snaked around his waist to pull him in. Wren was already worked up again, wet and open and looking like a cat in heat as she begged oh so sweetly for him to take her. She needed to be filled up and to feel every vein on his dick rub her so good.

He didn't finger her for very long before pulling out of the kisses to look to her. There was a grin on his face as he first teased her by barely poking the head of his dick inside. " Aww is my cute little Wren hungry? You're so hot when you beg for it. You know that?"

His hands moving to her hips to brace her as he thrust himself fully into her, moaning into her neck as he thrust into her as deep as he could go. " I am going to make this tight, wet little pussy cum all over this cock, over and over until you beg me to stop. Would you like that?" biting down gently on the side of her neck, " This pussy is mine, just as this cock is yours."

The bite was what sent her over the edge, crying out as she offered more of her throat and nails digging into the muscles of her shoulders as her pussy milked his cock. Before the last throbs were done, she was already rocking her hips, wanting him to do it again. "All yours. This little bird is yours," she crooned, eyes fluttering as she fell deeper into the pleasure.

Wren was determined not to beg him to stop. Not when it felt amazing and she was so starved for this kind of attention. And it was Kim, the person whom she'd been pining for even as they explored their relationship.

Kim, the real Kim didn't know what the hell he was doing when it came to personal relationships. Even less so when they were ones that had to do with the heart. Most of the time with Wren he was flying blind and hoping that he was doing the right thing.

Those muscles tightening and milking his cock earned her a deep and low moan into the side of her neck before biting down again as he pounded his hips into hers. Shifting his hands under her to lift her up and pull her to him. " Keep riding the wave, I want you to cum so hard you can't feel your legs." Thrusting his cock up and at an angle looking for that spot that he knew was there that promised multiple hard orgasms. That is what he wanted for her, to give her so much pleasure that she'd be ruined for any other man from here on out. He wanted her, and he wanted her to want him and only him.

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