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After moving into the PC Hotel, talking to a friend on the phone and getting a drink, Alexis decides to take a walk to clear her head. At the park, near the fountain in the park, she stops and stares up at the sky, oblivious of all that’s around her. Luke stands a few feet away, watching her. She heaves a sigh, and changes her gaze a little, finally noticing Luke.
"How long have you been here?" She hugs herself, and pivots so she’s facing him.
"Not too long. Never would have pegged you for a star-gazer. After all, doesn’t your family control them as well?" He smirks at her. She shrinks back visibly. "What’s the matter? Can’t take a little commentary on the clan?"
Swallowing hard, she looks him square in the face. "Not that it’s any of your business, but I no longer support, or have any dealing with my family. Personally or professionally." Sighing again, she returns her eyes to the sky. "And if you must know, there’s a planetary alignment that only happens once ever hundred years, and I was looking at it." Her voice drops to a whisper. "It’s rather humbling, not that you’d understand that."
"Somehow, I never would have even thought about it." He glances at the sky, following her gaze, then looks back at her. "And neither would you. So why are you out here staring at a bunch of planets?"
"A friend of mine mentioned it to me. I needed to get away. And since when do I have to explain myself to you?" Walking away from him, she sits down on the bench, tightening her jacket around her against the cold.
"You don’t have to, you just are." He studies her face a moment, then smiles. "You’re really not so tough, are you? You’ve got quite an act around me though." She looks at him sharply and he laughs. "Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone your secret."
"And what secret is that, Luke?" He moves closer to her, and she edges back until she’s on the edge of the bench. He sits on the other end, and watches her closely.
"That you’re really not the barracuda that everyone thinks you are. You’re actually pretty mellow, aren’t you, Ms. Davis?" He brushes a lock of hair from her face, she just stares at him, dumbfounded. "Oh come on Alexis, you can’t really think that you’re going to ever pull one over on me, now can you?"
"Why would I want to? You’re not exactly at the top of my list of people to worry about." She looks down at his hand, which left her hair and found it’s way onto her shoulder. He squeezes gently, and smirks. "What are you doing?"
"What? Are you that naïve? Seriously?" His fingers run over the collar he her jacket, sliding against her skin. She takes a breath, and shakes her head, her voice not working. "Didn’t think so. Now, shall we continue our little discussion somewhere a little…warmer?"
"It’s rather warm out here all of a sudden." Her voice is just above a whisper, and she leans her head a little, his fingers running over her neck. As she meets his eyes, she smiles the tiniest of smiles, and stands. He follows her, and they make their way quickly back to the PC Hotel. Neither looking at the other until they are alone in the elevator, as soon as the doors close, Luke grabs her and roughly kisses her, his tongue seeking entrance to her mouth swiftly. She moans against his mouth, and runs her hands down his arms, clutching his wrists, forcing his hands off her body. He pulls back and looks at her, she smiles quickly, and turns away as the doors open. She steps out and leads the way to her room. "We’re going to play by my rules tonight Luke." She shuts the door and forces him against it, kissing him as hard as she can, while he makes quick work of removing her jacket. It hits the floor, and she steps back, drawing him with her.
"I think I like your games Alexis." He tosses his jacket on the floor with hers, and follows her towards the bedroom. "What’s next on the agenda?" He raises an eyebrow at her, she chuckles.
"Wouldn’t you like to know?" Slowly, she removes her suit jacket, and unbuttons her blouse. Tossing them aside, she revels a red lace bra. Unzipping her skirt, she lets it fall and steps out of it. Luke takes in the site of her, clad all in red, and starts moving towards her. "Uh-uh. Stay right there."
Obeying, he closes his eyes a second, and opens them, smiling. "Who would have thought? Red lace, garters with little chains…Now there’s a nice surprise if I ever saw one." She says nothing, just nods at his shirt, which he doesn’t even bother to unbutton, just pulls over his head. "So, were you planning this little seduction?"
She laughs. "Seduction? No, can’t say that I was. More like I just enjoy how they feel. You have a problem with that?" She takes a step towards him, and falls to her knees, pulling him the rest of the way to her by his belt buckle.
"Nope. You should enjoy feeling sexy. You are." He starts to say something else, but groans instead as she unbuckles his belt, unzips his pants and reaches inside for his erection. Helping her, his pants fall to the floor. His boxers following. She wraps her fingers around him and takes the head of his penis in her mouth, swirling her tongue over it. Her hand slides towards his stomach as she takes more of him in her mouth, sucking his flesh almost delicately. His hands find their way to her hair, and tangle in it. She works her fingers on the base of his penis, her tongue causing him to grow even harder and make a sound in the base of his throat that could almost be mistaken for a growl. He looks down at her, and the site, combined with the tugging from her lips, nearly sends him over the edge. "If you’re going to stop," he pants out breathlessly. "You better do it now, or else I’m going to cum." She shrugs, and keeps the constant pressure on him with her mouth. He bends over her a bit, holding her head, as he shuts his eyes and his orgasm begins, taking over his mind. She holds him as he spasms in her mouth. He slowly comes down from the high, and sinks to his knees next to her. Smiling at her, he pushes her back onto the floor. "I won’t even ask where you learned to do that."
"Good, you don’t want to know." She looks up at him, her eyes partly closed, as he leans over, taking a nipple into his mouth through her bra. She moans as he begins to suck, wetting the material. His attentions turn to her other breast, feeling her nipple harden. Needing to taste her skin, he undoes the front clasp on her bra with his teeth. Going back to her nipple, his teeth graze it, biting gently. She arches her back against him mouth and cries out. His hand slips between her legs, and into her panties, feeling her wetness. He brings his fingers up to her breast, rubs her juices over it, and goes back to sucking her nipple. Her body squirms under him as he works her panties off. Leaving her garters on, he moves between her legs, his erection growing again. She moves against him, her breath coming in short pants, as he rubs her clitoris harder. With his free hand, he cups her buttocks and lifts her hips off the floor, entering her swiftly. He holds her against him, not moving, until she reaches up and grabs his head, pulling it to hers. Her lips part under his, her teeth taking his lower lip into her mouth, sucking and running her tongue over it. He begins to thrust into her as she releases his lip, her tongue working into his mouth, tangling with his. She wraps her legs around him, forgetting she still has pumps on, and runs her hands down his back, her nails digging into him as she tries to force him deeper into her body. He increases the pace, thrusting hard and fast into her, as she raises her hips to meet him. Tightening her legs, and her inner muscles around him, she tears her lips from his and cries out loudly as he softly pinches her clitoris. She shudders beneath him, orgasm washing over her. Trailing his lips down her neck, thrusting as deep as he can, he starts to cum again, groaning into her breast. She clutches at him as they come down, and their breathing returns to normal. Taking a few head-clearing breaths, She opens her eyes fully and stares at him. "What did we just do Luke?"
"Last I checked, it was called having sex." He brushes her hair back and rolls onto his side, looking at her.
"I know that much. Why?" Sitting up, she grabs the quilt off her bed and wraps it around her body.
"Why? Because we both got caught up in passion? Because we both wanted to? There are a few reasons, pick one." Taking her hand, he kisses it. "Why don’t we just not think about why?" She stares at him a long time, then opens the blanket to him. He takes her in his arms and wraps the blanket around them both, kissing her softly. "Not everything has to be a competition, right Lex?"
"I guess not." She leans her head on his shoulder. "However, I think I have a reason." She laughs.
"Oh?" Raising an eyebrow, he looks at her closely.
"Planetary alignments. Us. Things that’ll only happen once every hundred years."
"Lex." He murmurs in her ear, just before kissing her again. "I have no intention of waiting another hundred years for you."