for Krem

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It isn't the first time she's ended up somewhere she didn't necessarily intend. In private, she's done her fair share of crying over Flemming - she misses her daughter like a part of her, even after so many years - but in public, she's decided to put a brave face on it. After he'd delivered her to her apartment, Krem had told her that he'd be happy to take her for dinner, once she felt more settled. Adaline's done a little bit to make the apartment her own. She's gone back to the place that Sam bought her and put together a capsule wardrobe that's a sad shadow of her guest room back in San Francisco. She is, in short, trying. And that has to count for something.

It's the middle of the afternoon when she texts Krem.

Dinner would be nice - Adaline.

They arrange to meet at a place that Adaline's walked past a few times. It's not a particularly showy place, but she does make an effort, putting on a dress with a full skirt that reminds her of something she might have bought new in the fifties. She does her hair and make-up. She considers heels for a long time and then decides to wear them anyway. Krem strikes her as someone who doesn't lack for confidence, quiet though it seems to be.

She's a little late when she steps into the restaurant, shrugging out of her coat to let the hostess check it for her.

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Her skin feels like it's still on fire. She whimpers, softly, shifting against him.

"Was...what you said before the only idea you had?"

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"Am I not allowed to surprise you with anything?" Krem asked softly against her hairline. He did shift them then, keeping her atop him, but adjusting their hips subtly, until they were lined up against each other, slick and bumping together, sliding off each other.

"No," he said, arching and rubbing a little, grinding himself up against her. "No, it wasn't all I thought of."

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"I've never been a massive fan of surprises," she admits, shifting her weight to grind back against him, meeting his hips thrust for thrust. She's never done anything quite like this before. It's dizzying.

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He huffed out a breath, trying to keep the thread of his thoughts going even as all his focus narrowed down to the feeling of their bodies pressing against each other. He shifted, rolling them gently again so that they were both on their sides, tangled together and sliding obscenely.

"I was...thinking I might need to expand the toys I have," he murmured, burying the fingers of one hand in her hair. "I was curious what sort of size you might like. But I know a lady never kisses and tells."

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Adaline laughs at that, a bright, sudden shock of sound that bubbles out of her as she rocks against him, her nipples brushing his chest with every thrust.

"You're right," she says. "She doesn't."

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"I suppose I'll just have to wonder and suppose," Krem said, a little breathless this time. He cupped a hand over her hip, dragging the other out of her hair and down to her chest, fondling her, squeezing her breast the way she'd squeezed it herself earlier. "And start on the smaller size. We can always work our way up."

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"You can do that harder," she says, rocking her hips against his, grinding up against him. It's not enough to come, not yet, but it keeps that rolling heat going under her skin. "I'm not going to break."

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He shifted his hand to pinch her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, tugging just a little as he squeezed her breast more firmly, bending his head down to the other breast to nibble and kiss at it intently. Their legs were doing nothing more than teasing, really, but it was a spectacular tease.

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That slightly firmer, harder touch makes Adaline moan, louder and rougher than before as she presses in against him, as tight as she can. She pushes herself up onto one elbow, lifting her breasts to his touch.

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He tilted his head a bit, nibbling more intently along the bottom swell of her breast, his teeth more intent there, contemplating leaving a mark where her bra would settle on her skin and she would feel it as it rubbed against her all day long. It made his crotch throb with heat to think of, the thought of his marks on her body, the memory of him here for a few days. So he bit down, hard, sucking a bruise up intently just on the edge of her breast where the gore of her bra would hit against the mark later.

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It's a sharp pain, small as it is, and Adaline makes a sharper sound in answer, a cry, her head tipped back, blonde hair tumbling down onto the sheets. Her fingers tighten in his hair, pulling. Encouraging.

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He pulled up the bruise until it was dark and livid, guaranteed to last a day or two at least, and then he kissed gently over it, gently up her neck, as he continued to squeeze and pinch and fondle her chest. His free hand slid down to her hip, around to her ass, squeezing tightly.

"What do you need right now?"

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Her fingers graze the mark that he's left on her breast. She bites her lip over another moan, loving the way that his hands slide over her, familiar and, in that moment, proprietorial.

"More of that," she says, breathlessly, her cheeks flushing as she says it. "I want to feel it, Krem." She laughs, self-conscious.

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Krem laughed, soft but effusive, groping her ass almost as hard as he was groping her breast, kissing right up against her ear. "Like this? Oh, Maker...that I had more hands right now."

He laughed, more loudly then, and it was a glorious, freeing sort of feeling. He wanted to have his hands all over Adaline's body, wanted be able to squeeze her ass and thigh, her breasts, hold her shoulders down like she'd requested, wanted to be able to finger her. But he hadn't enough hands for all that.

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"Oh, God, exactly like that," says Adaline, squirming between his hands, rocking against him. She groans softly, pressing her face into the crook of his neck. "L "Just like that."

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He shifted his hips back from hers, just a little, just for a moment, as he huffed a breath against her ear. His voice, gone husky for a moment, thick and almost edging on authoritative, rushed out of him.

"Touch yourself. I want to see you come, Adaline."

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Adaline's reaction is immediate, a hot flush flooding her cheeks. She immediately slips a hand down between her thighs, brushing, teasing herself for just a moment.

"Keep touching me?" she asks.

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He didn't stop touching her, kept fondling her ass and breast and kissing at her ear and neck and shoulder. It was only that he wanted her to have enough room to touch herself, wanted to feel the barest brush of her knuckles against him as he shifted against her thigh. He made sure that she was touching herself, that she was going to touch herself, and then he shifted his hips just a little closer to hers, but more along her thigh, smearing himself against her obscenely as he moaned against her skin.

"You're lovely," he murmured against her, kissing to the curve of her shoulder, squeezing her ass, thinking of giving her a little swat but then thinking better of it after a quick moment. "You're absolutely lovely. Oh, don't stop now. Let me see."

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Adaline nods, feverish, her fingers shifting between her thighs, fingertips rubbing across her clit. She rocks her hips into the friction, loving the feel of Krem's hands sliding over her body.

"I will," she says, nodding. "I am. Just...God, I love your voice. Keep talking."

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Krem grinned against her skin, and he did keep talking, but he went into his thick dialect of Tevene, all rolling vowels and sharp consonants, the long, smooth whisper of his words across her as he told her exactly what he would do with her given a second chance in a language he was fairly certain she had no way of understanding.

Every once in a while, the occasional bit of English would slip in. Choice phrases and words--her name, admiration for her beauty, for her warmth, for her body. He let himself be reckless and gave her ass a quick, light slap as he pinched her nipple hard.

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She barely understands a word that he's saying but the rhythm of it, the smooth sound of his accent, makes her tremble. She moans when he slaps her ass, her body jerking slightly.

"That's cheating," she says, cheeks flushed.

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"Which? Second language, or slapping you?" He gave her another swat as he said it, grinning down at her, his eyes skating over her body as he put it all to memory. A shiver ran through him. His hips hitched toward hers.

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"Second language," says Adaline breathlessly, her hips stuttering, knuckles brushing against his belly. "You could be talking to me about buying groceries for all I know."

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"I am definitely not talking about buying groceries," Krem assured. He scraped his hand, dragging his nails lightly, down from her breast toward her belly, toward her hips. With them on their sides, he couldn't easily grab her other ass cheek. But he could slide his hand between her thighs and cup her as well, sliding his fingers against her cunt, teasing into her while fingers kept moving.

He lined up his fingers with his own hips and rocked forward with them as he pressed two fingers up into her again, squeezing her ass again. He smudged his kisses up to her lips and kissed her, deep and hungry and full of promise.

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"I've..." Her words catch on a moan as his fingers slide into her, the press of his hips making the whole thing feel more, somehow. "I've only got your word on that." Her fingers twitch feverishly between her thighs, rubbing over her clit as Krem fucks her with his fingers, as he squeezes her ass. "Tease."