An Adult First Date

*Saturday Night*

*Fabian and Fiona*

Fiona picked up the enormous dildo and showed it to Fabian. She scrunched her face, "See? It’s things like this that give my clients such a misguided understanding of sex. Like seriously, I saw a porno once where a woman used one of these in her anus.” Fabian's eyes widened and she shook her head. "My thoughts exactly! I’m all for doing what gets you off, but not at the risk of your body. The damage she’s done there with this…the orgasm and fame aren’t worth it.” Placing the toy back, she folded her arms. "Why do you look so uncomfortable?”

Fabian laughed, "Because you really do just say whatever’s on your mind. Have you always been so-”

"Expressive?” Her eyes gleamed and he nodded.

"Nope. Like I said I use to get bullied a lot. I guess somewhere along the way I just decided that they’re going to tease me anyway might as well live in my truth and say fuck them.” She smirked, "It also may have helped that I finally had enough and beat one of the girls so badly, she ended up in the hospital. Nobody teased me after that.”

Looking around the sex shop, she walked to a rack and presented various items to him. "Pick your poison, and I bet I can guess what it says about you.”

Scrunching his face, he looked at everything before picking up a pair of handcuffs. Dangling them in front of her, he teased. "Alright let’s hear it doc.”

"Do you want me to play nice, or are the gloves off?”

"Do your worse.”

She nodded, "Most would probably say that you like to be in control-,” biting her bottom lip, she took the handcuffs from his hands. "But I think it’s more than that…in fact, if I was to guess, something like these are your least favorite thing to use-which is why you picked them to throw me off.” She looked him in his eyes, "You don’t like the level of trust that comes with using something like these do you Fabian? Something that not only requires that the person trusts you to not go too far and harm them, but that you trust yourself not to do the same.”

His face hardened and he snatched the handcuffs. Placing them back on the rack he blew steam from his nose and she nodded.

"I get it now.”

"What?” he replied evenly.

"You don’t want anyone to see. You can have any woman you could possibly want, but much like those cuffs, it doesn’t matter all the things you can do to her sexually because in the end, she’ll only be able to take and not give you the type of satisfaction that you want both sexually and romantically.”

His jaw twitching in anger at her words, and he glared hard at her before smiling. "You say I can have any woman that I could possibly want? Does that include you Fiona hmm? Can I have you?”

Fiona matched his smile with her own and like his, it didn’t reach her eyes. "Any day of the week-multiple sessions if I’m off of work.”

He huffed and rolled his eyes. "You have a smart-ass response for everything.”

"No, I just won’t allow you to intimidate me because you think attempting to make me uncomfortable will change the fact that I’m good at what I do, and I can read you well.” Fiona threw up her hands. "Fine. I’ll stop. It was supposed to be a fun exercise, didn’t think you would get so upset after telling me to do my worse.”

Turning, she felt Fabian's hand on her arm as he whipped her around. His eyes darkened, he stepped into her. "If what you say is true, then what huh? Where does that leave me in your eyes?”

Fiona calmly shrugged. "Why do you care?”

"Answer the question.”

"It leaves you as a kindred spirit Fabian. I understand you because I am you and that’s why I throw you off all the time.”

Her words sat on his chest and he released her arm, "Me going too far could be very bad for the person I harm. There are things about me that are-very dark…that leave me very empty inside.”

Fiona stepped into him, the look on her face made his throat dry. "Would you harm me, Fabian?”

He would die before he did, and that poured an entirely new feeling into him that he didn’t understand.

"No.”

"I know you wouldn't.”

Fiona smiled brightly causing her eyes to look even more beautiful to Fabian than they already did He grabbed her hands in his. She looked up and this time, it was his expression that made her throat dry. The darkness of his eyes were lined with pure desire as he stared back at her. A small chill of excitement ran up her spine, as she felt his hand draw small circles on her waist. He yanked her to him, causing her to gasp and he smirked.

"Looks like I’m not the only one who gets caught off guard sometimes.”

Fiona bit the side of her lip, "You’ve been catching me off guard since we met Fabian…I told you, I understand you because I am you.”

A low deadly growl escaped Fabian’s throat, his canines throbbing. His body slowly going into overdrive, as he stared at the smoothness of her skin. His hunger growing, his fangs threatening to drop. He wanted to taste her-needed to in every sense of the word. He turned his face, to keep his eyes from dilating, and Fiona saw his body go still. His breathing labored, the smell of her driving him insane.

"We should get you home.”

She stared at him wildly, "What’s wrong?”

Instead of responding, Fabian grabbed her hand gently and ushered her from the store. As the two sat in the car, he now understood what Declan meant. Because the longer she sat beside him, the more he wanted to drain her blood and sexual energy. He silently drove her back to her home, and finally turned and faced her.

"I really did have a lot of fun tonight…I don’t want you to think that I didn’t. I just need-”

Fiona placed her hand on his chest, and she heard a small growl come from his mouth again. He looked at her, surprise lining his face when she leaned over and brought her lips inches from his. Their lips brushed lightly at first, and then Fabian grabbed her hair. Yanking her to him, he kissed her. Fiona opened her mouth, and he slipped his tongue inside. She pulled away and opened her car door and tilted her head towards the house. The two barely made their way inside, before their lips collided again.

Falling to the floor of the living room, Fiona pulled him on top of her. Fabian kissed her shoulders, the taste of her skin pulling him closer to a frenzy. She arched into him and he tore at her cardigan. Kissing down her stomach, Fabian yanked her pants away. He was starving, his eyes dilated, but he didn’t want to stop.

*Don't hurt her.*

He begged himself. He heard her moan his name, the sound feeding into his hunger, and he begged himself not to harm her again. Pulling away her panties, Fabian drove his tongue between her thighs.

“FUCK!” Fiona screamed, feeling his mouth against her. Fabian extended the length of his tongue, allowing it to travel inside her sugary walls until it hit the back. Her eyes widened and Fiona's legs shook. “H-How-FUCK!” She screamed again, as she felt his tongue massage her clit.

She couldn’t process what was occurring, the two feelings happened at once. Fabian gripped her legs hard, stilling them as he continued to pleasure her with both parts of his true tongue. His own body shook as her orgasms fed him her sexual energy.

Retracting his tongue, he returned it to normal and replaced her panties and pants. Joining her at her side, he pulled her into his arms. Her breath ragged, Fiona inhaled sharply. "How the hell did you do that?”

Fabian laughed and kissed her lips, then looked around the house, "This is nice, very you.”

Fiona immediately picked up on the topic change. But after so many orgasms, she didn’t have the strength to fight. So instead, the two laid on the floor of her living room and talked about any and everything they could think of.

The rays of the sun hit Fabian’s eyelids forcing him to open them. Feeling a weight on his chest, he looked down and realized Fiona and he had fallen asleep. She snuggled in closer to him, and Fabian couldn’t help but smile. He was no longer hungry, and again somehow, she’d managed to make him feel even less numb than before.