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๐๐จ๐ง’๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐ฒ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฒ๐๐ญ, ๐ฐ๐๐ข๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ญ, (๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ’๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ I’๐ฆ ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐จ๐ง๐, ๐๐ง๐ฃ๐จ๐ฒ! <3)
It was one of those nights that Talia’s brain wouldn’t shut off as different thoughts raced through her head. She couldn’t sleep. The blonde lay beside Alex, his arms wrapped around her middle, holding her close to his bare chest. Some would think it was suffocating, but to Talia, it made her feel safe.
She felt like no one could hurt her when she was cuddled into Alex, she liked that. What she didn’t like were all the memories of her mother swarming through her brain at a hundred miles per hour.
She played with the collar of Alex’s shirt, bringing it up to her nose to inhale his expensive, warm scent, every worry she ever had washed away being replaced with a sense of peace. She had convinced him to let her sleep in one of his shirts tonight and her goal was to sneak one home.
Talia lightly touches Alex’s arm and looks up at him to see if she has disrupted him. He was still sound asleep so she slowly and quietly moved from his warm embrace.
Goosebumps rise on her skin as her bare feet touch the wooden floor, and she quietly walks to Owen’s drawer, going into their special box and pulling a joint from it. There was one left that Talia decided would be Owen’s who was again, not in the room
She grabs the lighter and moves over to the window; the blonde opens it, and its creeks, causing her to wince. The woman didn’t want to wake Alex just cause she wanted a smoke.
She turns to see him still asleep and lets out a silent breath of relief as she sits on the windowsill and lights the joint taking a puff.
Alex stirs in his sleep and reaches for Talia, frowning when he feels a warm spot instead of her soft skin. “Lia,” he calls out groggily as he sits up rubbing the tiredness from his eyes.
Talia turns to him and smiles softly. “Here,” she hums softly; he turns to where her voice is and feels his body physically relax as his eyes fall on her. “What are you doing up?” He hums, laying back down, his eyes trained on her.
Talia looks out at the moon as she takes a drag from her joint and shrugs. “Just thinking, I’m fine,” she responds.
Alex falls silent debating if he should question her further or not. Talia was a very hard person to try to get to open up; if you asked the wrong thing, she would shut down. He had learned this about the blonde. But his curiosity got the best of him. “Is it about your mom?” He asks carefully.
Talia freezes before nodding her head; Alex sighs and gets up, walking towards her. She turns to him and lets him pick her up, the joint between the fingers of her left hand as she uses her right to hold onto his shoulder. “What are you doing?” She questions as he carries her to the bed, sitting back down with her on his lap, his backside to the headboard as he makes a circular motion on her thighs with the pads of his thumbs.
((๐๐ฅ๐๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐๐))
“Talk to me,” He tells her with a soft voice; even in the dark, he could see her big, deep eyes staring into his.
“What do you want to know?” She questions putting the joint out and setting it down as she plays with the hem of the T-shirt she wore.
“Anything you’re willing to tell me,” Alex explains “I want to help you, but I don’t want to make you upset or uncomfortable…so lets do this. I ask a question and you can answer it, or if you don’t want to just say “cherry”,” the brunette suggests causing Talia to snicker.
“You wanna use our safeword for sex as our safeword for comfortability answering questions?” Talia questions with a laugh.
Alex grins. “Technically, it’s just a safeword period.” He shrugs causing Talia to shake her head with a smile.
“Okay, fine, fire away,” Talia sighs.
“What’s your favorite color?” Alex questions, causing Talia to laugh.
“I thought you were asking serious questions,” she tells him.
“That is a serious question,” he argues with a playful scoff.
Talia rolls her eyes before answering “Red,”
Alex nods “Where is your mom?” He questions.
Talia frowns; that was simply just a warm-up question. “I don’t know, last time I checked, she was in Florida,” she answers honestly. “But, I haven’t talked to her since my sixteenth birthday,” which she ruined.
Alex nods and thinks for a moment before asking “How old were you when she left?”
Talia tucks her bottom lip between her teeth pulling at the flesh before releasing it “She didn’t really leave, she kinda just left me on my dad’s porch when I was five. I didn’t even know I had a dad till that night,” she shrugs, it felt so odd talking about this.
Alex’s heart tightens as he pictures little Talia on Marcus’s doorstep, scared and confused. Talia continues “But it wasn’t the last I saw of her, she popped up every so often and tried to “make the right decision” until my sixteenth birthday, I made it very clear I didn’t want her around and that she wasn’t welcome to the house, haven’t seen her since,” she explains.
Alex’s hand finds the scar on her forearm. He gently runs his thumb over it, and she flinches away, not from pain but from the feeling it gives her whenever someone touches it. Like she was back in that house her screams and cries echoing off the walls, nobody helped her, she was alone.
“What happened to your arm?” Alex questions gently.
Talia’s lips parted slightly. “Cherry,” she whispered, causing Alex to pull her close and hug her, rubbing her back soothingly as she latched onto him.
When she pulled away, she sighed; it felt really good to get that off her chest, “I need a few puffs,” she hums grabbing the joint from the bedside table along with the lighter.
She turns her head to the side so she can light it and tries to get off Alex, only for him to grab her hips; she raises an eyebrow. “If I stay on your lap, the smoke will get in your face,” she warns him.
“I want to try,” he hums, Talia looks at the man bewildered. Did Alex Stick-Up-His-Ass Feder just ask for a joint?
“You want to try and smoke?” She questions as she takes a drag, blowing the smoke away from Alex.
“Sure, why not,” he shrugs as he holds his fingers out for it, Talia gives it to him hesitantly and watches as he slowly brings it to his lips.
Barely a second later, he took it away and started coughing uncontrollably. “I think I did it wrong,” he sputters as Talia laughs.
“No, it’s just cause it was your first time, try now” she chuckles as she watches him.
He glances at her before putting it to his lips and inhaling the smoke into his lungs that previously were burning. As he let the smoke out, he felt relieved, he didn’t break into a fit of coughs again.
After a few more puffs from Talia, she puts it out her mind fuzzy as she moves her fingers through Alex’s hair.
“What’s the difference between fucking and making love?” She blurts out with a grin, the words “making love” sounded funny to her “I mean really, like you’re initially doing the exact same thing,”
Alex grins at the blonde, his mind fuzzy as well. “Fucking is rough and dirty; there’s no emotion, just lust. Making love is slow and sensual; it’s when both people put their emotions into it, it’s raw,” he explains as he stares into Talia’s eyes.
The blonde moves her hand to sit on his chest “Have you ever done that?” She mumbles.
“No,” Alex answers honestly “Have you?”
She shakes her head. “I don’t know how,” she mumbled; she didn’t even know what real love looked like. It certainly wasn’t what her parents had, and she’d never felt love; she’d never loved anyone.
“Can I show you how?” He questions, Talia feels her heart pound in her chest.
“Yes, just don’t fall in love with me,” she mumbles as he pulls her closer to her.
“I won’t,” Alex promises as he brings his lips to her’s in a soft, gentle kiss.
Talia kisses him back feeling her core throb as his tongue slips past her lips, the kiss wasn’t heated or frantic, they weren’t desperately ripping their clothes off or hurrying to have sex, Alex was taking his sweet time, savoring the taste of Talia’s delicious mouth, he would make sure Talia felt loved and not just treat her like a piece of ass.
The brunette flips them over so he is on top and slowly trails his kisses down her jaw to the spot behind her ear. He whispers sweet nothings into her neck as his nose nuzzles into her cinnamon-scented hair. Talia’s mouth had fallen open as her legs wrapped around his waist; she let out a soft moan when he moved his mouth to the stomach.
He pushed his T-shirt that she wore up her body as his soft kisses moved up, his mouth latched onto her left nipple as his hand came up to cup her other breast, running his thumb over the hardened bud.
Talia tangled her hands into her hair, not yanking roughly like she usually would, just letting his chocolate locks sit in her grasp as he moved his mouth to her other breast, giving it the same attention as the other.
When he was done, he picked his head up and gently grabbed her right wrist she removed that hand from her hair and kissed it gently; his soft mouth ran over her scar, and instead of pulling away, Talia let him; she felt safe. She was safe, with Alex.
“I won’t let someone hurt you again, okay?” Alex promises her, moving up so his face hovered above hers.
Talia nods “Okay,” she mumbles, she believed him for some reason.
Alex smiles lightly and presses his lips to hers as his fingers find the hem of her underwear. Talia lifts her hips, and Alex takes them off, tossing them somewhere near the hamper before taking his boxers off.
He disconnects their lips and sits up grabbing a condom from the bedside table drawer.
He rips it open with his teeth and rolls it on before gently guiding it into her. Talia moans softly as Alex kisses up her neck, rocking his hips into hers at a slow pace. Talia would’ve usually gotten pissed at a guy if he had fucked her slowly, but they weren’t fucking and Talia felt tingles in every body part she had.
“Alex, I…” Talia let her voice fall quiet as Alex picked his head up and looked into the blonde’s eyes. She wanted to tell him something. But she just couldn’t. She wouldn’t let herself.
“It’s okay, sweetheart,” he tells her as he kisses her lips tenderly. Talia had one rule when she had sex: no lip-kissing during, and she was, her lips against Alex Feder’s while he rolled his hips into hers.
Talia flipped them over so she was now on his lap, their lips still connected as she moved back and forth on him. She moaned into his mouth, and he disconnected their lips, kissing down her neck and whispering praises to her, telling her how gorgeous and amazing she was.
A knot formed in Talia’s stomach as Alex reached between them to rub the bundle of nerves between her legs causing the blonde to shudder and moan against him.
It wasn’t long before the two came, and Talia fell on the bed, panting lightly as Alex threw the used condom in the trash. He held Talia close, running his fingers through her soft hair as the two drifted into a peaceful sleep.
๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ’๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐
๐ ๐๐ฉ๐จ๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ข๐ณ๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ๐๐ญ
๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ ๐จ๐๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐จ๐จ ๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ, ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ก ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ณ๐ข๐ง๐ .
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