Sorry Not Sorry
hyperionlacey:
The sensations rocked through her body, the sparks in her chest running right down to her centre as she massaged her chest, plucking at her nipples, her back rested against the wall behind her. She did feel terribly guilty about lying to him, she wished she hadn’t had to do so, but it was the only way she could keep the two of them together without him worrying that she was a loose canon, the only thing that could ensure they could still do this. Right now, with his memory lost, this was the time she felt closest to him, when he wasn’t calling her Lacey or feeling resentful that he wasn’t Gideon’s biological father when the opposite was true. The universal truth was blindingly clear when they were intimate like this, and that truth was that they loved each other.
So she clung to that little fact, greedily pressing her lips against his own and letting her moans melt into his lips. Her arms wrapped around his neck, clinging to him while he moved inside of her, a punishing and deep rhythm that had her keening, a breathy moan escaping her with each thrust. If he wasn’t muffling the sound with his mouth, then they definitely would have caught the attention of his colleagues, policemen often too nosy for their own good and a few would have come looking, if they weren’t careful. Belle did her best to be quiet, biting hard at her lip as she brought a hand between them, pushing her skirt higher so she could rub firmly at the bundle of nerves, fingertips brushing against his cock as he moved inside of her, in and out, in and out, the pleasure building within her.
Her touch combined with his own, was a heady combination and she came with a muffled moan of his name, tightening around him and limbs trembling. It took all of her self control to moan out Michael, instead of Rumple, like she really wanted to.
Michael held on to Lacey, touching and tasting, kissing her with abandon as his hips thrust up in to her own. He was endlessly relieved that things between them were back to normal, thrilled beyond compare with what they were doing and where. He could feel her fingertips between them and it was only more arousing to him to know that she was touching herself. He would usually have his hand there himself but with their hips moving as they were and his hands supporting her body it was down to Lacey to add that little push she needed to meet her release.
Feeling her coming around him, he kissed her harder to try to muffle the sounds of her release so nobody was made curious enough to come in to the evidence room. A few more thrusts of his own and he was groaning in to the kiss, his body trembling as his own release hit him. It had his head spinning, his eyes fluttering shut and his kiss finally ending as he let the side of his head press against Belle’s, catching his breath back the best he could.













