by Kat Blak
Chapter Twenty-Two
Oh shitty, shitty microchips. We are not even dating and he already wants to have ‘The Talk’. The tension in this apartment just went up about ten notches. Trying to keep a nonchalant look on my face, I go about dismantling the circle. I go as slow as possible to make it look like I'm busy. Maybe if I draw this out he will just leave. One can hope. Looking out of the corner of my eye, I see him standing there watching me.
I'm not going to lie, he looks geeking sexy with his black framed glasses and hair pushed over to one side, I’m guessing to keep it out of his eyes. Today he is dressed in a white shirt and dark wash jeans like the other night, but today he has managed to make himself look less formal with his shirt sleeves rolled up. I can picture myself in my head walking up to him, removing his glasses, running my hands through his hair while pulling his bottom lip into my mouth.
Getting lost in my thoughts of how good it would feel to have his body pressed up against mine, I hear a cough behind me. Glancing back, I see Nunu standing there as red as a ripe summer tomato. Fucking lint licker, this whole time I have been bent over with my ass in the air, pointing in his direction. Thanks to my wake up call this morning and my meeting with Mother Nature, I mean Gaea, I'm still dressed in my sleep shorts and strappy top. By sleep shorts I mean hot pants, which don't cover my ass cheeks on the best of days, let alone when I'm bending over. Could this get anymore awkward? Wait, Fates, I take that back, please don't make it any worse than it already is.
“So, what can I help you with today?” I say using my shop voice. It's the voice I use when approaching and serving customers in the shop. I tend to find that if I'm more friendly they don't get as shitty with me when we don't have something in stock.
Looking over at Nunu I can see he is just as uncomfortable with this as I am. He reaches up and runs his hand down the back of his neck several times.
“Well- it's about the other night.”
“Ok… ” I urge, trying to hurry this conversation along. I have things to get done, and this is just getting more awkward by the minute.
“Well you see, I had an amazing night with you,” he responds, walking over to the couch and perching himself on the edge. “Everything was perfect, till I fucked it all up.” I watch as he angrily tugs on his hair. I can see the sorrow marring his face, calling to something deep inside me. Reluctantly I walk towards him, his eyes tracking my every movement. Crouching down, I rest my hands on his knees to keep my balance. I feel a flash of power leave me and travel towards him.
As I try to grab the power back, it just slips through my hold, like sand through my fingers. I watch his face carefully for any sign of him freaking out, but he doesn't. He just carries on talking as if it didn't happen.
“I don’t meet many girls who I'm able to form a connection with, like I did with you, and I just freaked.” Looking into his bright eyes I can see the honesty there, he truly does feel a connection with me. I think where Nunu is concerned I'm going to have to take the reins.
“Do you have any plans today?” I hastily ask him.
“Nothing special, why?”
“I was going to head down stairs and start unpacking the new shipments if you want to help,” I encourage with a smile. “It won’t be as educational as the other night, but I can teach you more about crystals and herbs.” His eyes light up at the thought of learning new things, he truly is my nerd.
“I would love to,” he blurted out. With his answer I straighten back up and stretch out my muscles, sore from being crouched down. But it was so worth it to connect with Nunu.
“It's for my own selfish gain really. I have to carry all those heavy boxes down by myself if you don’t help,” I tease while pointing at several cardboard boxes sitting by the door, full to the brim with goodies.
“Oh, so you only want me for my muscles,” he says, raising up his arm and flexing. There isn't much muscle there, but it's good enough to make my mouth water.
“Those ain't the muscles that I want to be using, I can promise you that,” I mumble whilst heading towards the door, grabbing a box on the way.
After several trips up and down the stairs we manage to bring all the boxes down, but we are both wiping sweat off our brows. As I head back upstairs one last time, I can see him watching me from the corner of my eye. No doubt he is watching to make sure I don't fall down the stairs, and has nothing at all to do with my shorts, I think sarcastically to myself. However, the thought of him checking my ass out does bring a smile to my face. Heading back downstairs with two cool bottles of water, I hand him one when I reach the bottom step.
He instantly pops the top and guzzles it like a man on the brink of dehydration. I watch fascinated as his prominent adam's apple bobs up and down in time with him swallowing.
A few drops of water escape his mouth and I stare with rapt attention as they track down his chin and all the way along his neck, to the dip between his collar bones. I find myself licking my lips as I think about taking my tongue and running it down the same path the water travelled. Would he think I’m a floosy, as I know they all heard Tek and I fucking last night?
Jumping off the bottom step abruptly causes him to stop drinking. I need to keep moving my body so my mind stays out of the gutter. “You alright there?” he asks at my sudden movements.
“Yeah, I thought I saw a spider, but it was just a cobweb,” I sigh.
“Are you scared of spiders?” he asks, looking behind my head, his eyes scanning everywhere.
“No, are you scared of spiders?” I tease while heading past him over to where we dumped the boxes.
“Kind of, maybe just a little.” I swing my eyes over to him, shocked at his confession. “OK, maybe a lot,” he finishes embarrassingly.
“That's ok, I can save you from the big bad spiders,” I jest as he walks over towards me. Grabbing me around the hips, he brushes his lips past my ear causing a shiver to pass over my body.
With his lips next to my ear, when he speaks the vibrations from his voice sends tingles down my spine. “Can you also save me from the thirty poisonous ones? Are you willing to suck the venom out?” he asks with his hot breath passing over my ear and lust filling his voice, my legs threaten to give out from under me. I'm liking this flirty side of him, it seems to tug at a part deep inside of me. A part of me that makes me feel wonton, needy and oh so powerful.
Turning my head just slightly to capture his eyes, I join in with his flirty behavior. “I will suck anything from you,” I whisper back to him. Before I can even blink, I'm lifted off the floor with his hands around my thighs and my back pressed against the wall. Wrapping my legs around his hips, the outline of his penis is standing tall and pushing against my core. Without warning, he starts peppering kisses along my neck and down past my collar bone. When he bites on a rather sensitive area of my neck, my hips buck forward. The most delicious moan passes his lips.
Now that he knows he’s found that one particular spot, he seems to enjoy the reactions he is coaxing out of my body. With every suck, bite and lick my core becomes wetter. Before long it’s going to be dripping down my leg. Capturing his head between my hands, I bring his lips back to mine. If I don't stop him, I'm going to be coming just from his lips alone.
The power in my body seems to be pulsing in time with the beat of my heart. With his lips on mine, I plunge my tongue into his mouth, the need to be careful and tentative around him has gone, vanished in a poof of smoke. Using my tongue I claim his mouth as my own. I dominate him with everything I have, with each thrust of his hips into my core, I know he is submitting to me.
Our moans are echoing around us, something is building and it's not our pending orgasms. Needing to feel his skin on mine, I strip off my top and he quickly follows suit with his own, picking up on what I want. The sharp inhale of breath that leaves Nunu has me locking my eyes with his. He is looking at me like I’m a Goddess. The awe in his eyes as they skim over every inch of my chest has me pushing my boobs out further. I'm no
t hung like a porn star, but Mother Nature sure as hell gave me a nice rack. Tilting his head down, he takes one of my pebbling nipples into his warm, wet mouth. Not wanting to leave him with blue balls, I run my hand down his chest making sure my nails catch on each of his ridges. For a self-professed geek, he sure has a hell of a lot of those sexy ridges. His body is so much more than I was expecting, and I can’t keep my hands off him. When I get to his pants, I pop the top button and slowly ease my hand inside his boxers.
Wrapping my hand around his length, I realise his girth is huge, my fingers don't even meet. Wanting to watch his reactions, I keep my eyes locked with his. Gripping him firmly, I slowly run my hand down him in a teasing manner. Slow and sensual. The polar opposite of how we got to this point. When I reach the tip, I take his pre-cum onto the tip of my finger and lift the digit to my mouth. Sucking his cum off my finger seems to cause fire to flare in his eyes. I hear a popping noise somewhere in the shop, but I'm too transfixed by his eyes right now to care.
Before I'm able to place my hand back around his cock, my back is away from the wall and I'm being led towards the table. It’s the table I give people their readings on. He places my back gently down, but remains between my legs. Glancing around, I'm surrounded by crystals. Not just any crystals, but the guys crystals from the first reading I gave them. Before I'm able to give it another thought, Nunu is pulling my shorts down. I'm completely bare to him. Glistening pussy and all. Raising my legs so they rest on the table, I see the hunger and lust in Nunu’s eyes.
Watching every one of my movements, he takes his finger and runs it over my flaps, using my own juices to rub around my clit. Oh God, the sensation is mind blowing. I watch with rapt attention as he raises the same digit to his mouth and licks it clean, replicating what I did to him minutes earlier. Now I know why he had so much fire in his eyes because fuck is that hot. Without waiting, his head is between my legs, lapping at the juices running down my thighs. Watching him is like watching a man starved of water. It feels like he is worshipping me. I can feel my orgasm coming. All my muscles are tense and ready to explode, but it would seem like he has other ideas.
He slowly starts pulling his pants and boxers down together, giving me a slow strip tease with a level of confidence that I did not expect from Nunu. He stalks towards the table and climbs on, never once breaking eye contact with me. Once he’s above me he settles his weight between my legs. I can feel his cock resting at my entrance. He stares into my eyes like he is asking for permission. Raising my hips up seems to be all the encouragement he needs. Without warning, he plunges his cock deep inside me, all the way to the hilt. We both shudder at the feeling. Leaning down he captures my lips once again. Slowly, he starts moving in and out of me. When my moans release into his ears, it seems to cause him to speed up until he is pounding into me. I can feel the release that I have been chasing is going to be epic.
“Cum for me,” is whispered into my ear in a sensual raspy way and it's all the encouragement I need. All my muscles tense up and the feeling of bliss is traveling all over my body. I manage to scream his name so loud it would make a porn star proud. I know he is close when his rhythm changes to jerky movements. Keeping my muscles tense, I squeeze my walls tightly around his cock until he finds his own release. Watching Nunu’s face as he rides his orgasm, I suddenly hear a huge bang.
BANG
BOOM
KSHH
In the next instant, we are scrambling off the table while every crystal in the shop explodes and rains down onto us.
Chapter Twenty-Three
What the actual fuck? Looking at Nunu, who is using his body to protect me from the worst of the damage, his eyes are as round as plates. When I feel like it's safe, I slowly stand up. Trying to stay close to Nunu, I can see he is about to have another one of his melt downs, but I’m also trying to survey the damage. Mother Nature fucking owes me for this mess, at least give a girl a warning next time!
The shop is ruined. Everything is broken or laying haphazardly. It looks like a war just happened in this room, instead of two people having sex. I don't even know where to start. Looking at Nunu, he looks like he’s in shock. Ok, I need to sort him out first.
“It's ok. Nunu, look at me,” I say, trying to get his attention. I'm still naked so that should help some. When his eyes land on me and are no longer looking around at the damage ridden shop, I playfully tweak one of my nipples. Watching the flare rising in his eyes again, I release a sigh. He is going to be fine. “Ok, well now that I have your attention back, can you tell me how you felt when you, um… ” How the hell do you ask what a guy felt like when he came, but not in the normal way. I know what caused this, but I need him to understand it too, and to do that he needs to come to the conclusion himself. He won't believe me if I tell him. “Did you feel anything different from coming this time, than any other previous times?” I ask.
“Uh yeah, it felt so much more powerful. It was like lava in my veins, and when I finally came, it was like the lava was leaving me in kind of a whooshing feeling,” he says while shaking his head. “Oh God, I sound crazy.” This causes a smile to raise to my lips. Crazy I can deal with. I have dealt with crazy my whole life.
“That whooshing feeling was your power leaving your body,” I say watching him very closely. This is a big moment, maybe one of the biggest we may ever have. “When we bonded the other night, I unlocked your powers. You are a warlock. One of the last ones left.” Before I'm able to make it to him, he faints and falls to the floor with a huge cracking sound. “FUCKKKKKKK,” I scream. Taking a few deep breaths, I grab my top from where it’d been thrown on the floor, shake the broken glass off of it and sigh. I need to get myself back in control. Come on, calm the fuck down.
Okay, there isn't much I can really do while he is passed out on the floor, so I grab a brush and start to sweep all the broken crystals up. Heading into the back room, I switch the kettle on and get cups out ready to make us some tea. He is going to have a killer migraine when he wakes back up.
“Honey, are you down there?” I hear my mom ask from the top of the stairs. And in three... two…. one. “Do you know Nunu is naked on the floor and the shop is destroyed?”
“No, Mom, I had no idea,” I deadpanned back, walking out from behind the curtain with the two mugs in my hands.
“He unlocked his powers didn’t he?”
“Yep. Yes he certainly did.”
“Do you not think it would have been a good idea to maybe have done it, possibly in a room not full of crystals and breakable things?” Would it be wrong to snap back at her, saying that I wasn't really thinking about his powers when he was balls deep in me? I’m pretty sure that they are some words you should never say to your mom. Looking over at her, I can see the smile on her face. She isn't mad or upset. She looks proud. “So tell me, what was his power like?”
“It was like nothing I’ve seen before. His eyes lit up and when the power burst through it was as colourful as a firework display. He’s going to be extremely powerful, and I know he is going to be the best person to control it. Gaea chose well for him.” Placing the fallen chair upright again, I sit myself down on it. Giving up on tidying the shop, that can wait, I need to be here for Nunu. We may be here for a while waiting. Nunu's body has to recharge and replenish the power it just used, and it was a lot of power. I'm surprised he didn't blow out the whole town’s electricity. I quickly grab a blanket to keep him warm, but also so that he can maintain what little modesty he’ll have left when he comes to. It’s going to be bad enough when he learns that his professor, who happens to be the Mom of the girl he just fucked before destroying her entire store, has seen him naked.
I watch Mom potter around the shop, tidying parts and grabbing different items from around the shop before placing them around Nunu on the ground. About an hour has passed before groans start coming from the floor. Removing myself from the chair, I walk over and sit down next to Nunu on the floor and take his hand in mine. A few more minutes p
ass before I watch his eyelids begin to flutter.
“Shhh, you're safe, you're fine. No sudden movements, ok? Try and come back nice and slowly,” I say in a hypnotic tone. His mind is still going to be foggy, so I let my words and voice soothe him. Watching as his eyes finally open, he looks around at his surroundings, landing on my eyes last.
“Hey there,” I say soothingly.
“Hey yourself,” he whispers back with a smile. My heart soars. I didn't realise how much I had been panicking about his reaction, if it would hurt me when he woke back up. But that gorgeous smile reassures me that he has no hard feelings towards me. Well, unless he doesn’t remember that is. But I'm hoping the Fates won't do that to me.
“You ok?” I ask.
“Yeah, but I feel like I have been a few rounds with a bus.”
“What do you remember?” I respond, my heart in my throat. He must see the panic in my eyes. His hand squeezes mine reassuringly and his fiery eyes bore into mine with an intensity that melts my heart.
“I remember sinking my cock into you, the planets aligning, and you telling me I'm a Warlock,” he says, smirking. A throat clearing cough has him swinging his eyes around and landing on my mother. “Oh crap, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to defile your daughter and then announce it like that,” he blurts out, suddenly looking very shocked.
A small chuckle leaves Mom. “Mother Nature wouldn't give us the equipment, if she didn't want us to use it,” she responds to Nunu with a wink. Looking over at Nunu I can see the blush rising to his cheeks, probably as it dawns on him that Mom has seen his more than impressive equipment. Mom and I have always had an open relationship about things like that. So when she discusses sex and other embarassing things with me, I no longer blush.
I hand him the fresh tea Mom just made since the last one went cold. “Drink this, it will help clear the fog and bring some of your energy back.” I know we need to discuss what happened, but I don't want to freak him out further. I need him to be the one to speak about it first.