FF: The fall from heaven.
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Hello my darlings!! the link under the picture is the home that i wrote about, it has the library of my dreams.
Summary: this following up August's and Ann's arrival in Paris, followed by a game of 3 inquires.
Word count: 2.6K
Trigger Warnings: Violence, oral sex ( male recieving), sassy female lead, unsure feelings towards me lmao.
permission not givien to copy my work in any form, ill haunt you for the rest of your days and i hope you akways step on a lego in the dark when you need to pee
August’s POV
We pulled into the driveway and I stepped out of the car, rounded the front of the vehicle and opened the door for you. “Where are you taking me?” Ann whined for the millionth time as we walked up to the house. I blind folded you as we left the hotel. you weren't thrilled, spouting off that I was acting like a serial killer, a little too close to home, little mouse, a little too close to home. Helping you up the stairs we paused by the door as I pulled the keys out of my pocket, unlocking the door and pushing it open, picking you up bridal style. I carried you over the threshold, shutting the door behind me as I set you down on your feet. Turning to face you “Keep your eyes closed” grumbling but keeping them closed as I removed the blindfold. Stepping aside, “ Can I open them now? '' You whined and stomped your foot. I chuckled softly. “All right, you can open them. '' You opened them and gasped.
Placing your hands together and placing them over your mouth. you took a few steps into the room and spun around slowly. The large open space, with 4 French windows and doors that opened up to a garden. your eyes began to water and your hands began to shake “What is this?” you asked, pulling you into my chest and kissing each cheek “ It's our home, mouse” gesturing an arm out, encouraging you to explore, with ginger steps you made your way through to the library. With rich colored hardwood floors, a white fireplace in the middle, open on both sides, floor to ceiling bookcases, with stairs to access the upper half of the library. With windows that overlooked the gardens. you spun around slowly taking it all in. grabbing your hand i walked you through his and your private offices, to our room, with our own private bathroom and closets wish tickled you pink.
“Do you like it, little mouse?” as you took in the room, tears spilling down your cheeks. Picking you up and throwing you down on the king size bed and began to tickle you. you tried your best to squirm away from me. Through your peels of laughter “August stop it, let me go '' pinning your wrist to the bed and pinning you to the bed with my body weight. Leaning down so I was inches from you picture perfect lips “Never little mouse, not in this lifetime, or the next. Even in death I’ll never let you go” you stared at me for a long while before capturing my lips with you like your life depended on it. Grabbing your left thigh, wrapping it around my hips as I ground my hips into you. Lifting your hips to meet mine. Pulling away, kissing you along your neck and collarbone to the swell of your breast. Looking up at you through my lashes, you were watching me with a predatory gaze. A loud ring pulled me from your gaze, pulling my phone out of my pocket and rolled my eyes as I answered it. Moving off the bed, looking back at you, shooting you an apologetic glance as I made my way to my office while Ed was rattling off stuff in my ear.
Sighing as I sat at my desk and opened my laptop and pulled up the files he was talking about, I put my phone on speaker and placed it on the desk. leaning back in the chair stretching my legs out in front of me. My little mouse slid from the bed to the floor.
Crawling on all fours over to me. you pretty black nails raked down my thighs. Cocking a brow at you, you reached for my zipper. “Please” you mouthed, “Yes, baby,” I murmured, turning my attention back to Eddie and his rambling nonsense Or, at least, I tried. At that point, you had slipped your soft lips around me, and my mind could only focus on that. “God, I love the way your mouth feels.” you had wrapped your mouth around me as far as you could go without gagging. No matter how badly I wanted to reach down and push you farther, I couldn’t risk you making too much noise. “Thank you sir? You normally just want me to shut up and get to the point” Eddie let out with a chuckle. Shit i was on the phone and you were taking my attention away. I heard you snicker as you continued to work my shaft in your mouth. Muting myself this time. I threaded my fingers through your hair and relished the feel of the silky strands. I groaned as you sucked and licked me over and over. “ You’re a fucking brat arent you little mouse? You enjoy making me look like a fool while I am on the phone with one of my men?” I asked as I pushed you just a bit farther down. I felt your throat constrict as you gagged slightly. “What a good little slut you are.”
your sucking and stroking became more fevered.“Fuck, who is my good little whore? Only whores are this good at cock sucking. The only thing you are good for, isn’t it, little mouse?” I felt my balls tighten and a familiar warmth begin to spread at the base of my spine and through my stomach. I gripped the front of your hair and pulled you off me before I could finish. I looked down at you. you held your mouth open, your chest panting, tongue still out, begging for me to let you finish me off. you couldn’t even take your eyes off my cock. Such a good fucking girl. “ Be quiet, I need to finish this conversation” With my other hand, I gripped the base of my cock and smacked it against your tongue before letting go “ and watching you take me back in your mouth. I leaned my head back again, letting that warmth start to spread again. “Keep doing that, baby. I’m going to finish in your mouth, and you are going to swallow every last drop. I want you to use that smart fucking mouth to milk me for all I’m worth.” Unmuting my phone, i answered Eddie’s question “ No we do not need to worry about Ethan Fucking Hunt” Fuck. you was doing this thing with you tongue that was going send me over the fucking edge. You are going to get me in so much trouble. My hips started to move in time with your mouth as you bobbed up and down, taking as much of me as you could. That fire was spreading through my entire body. My hands gripped on the sides of my chair so tightly I could feel them turning white. “Jesus Christ, baby. Please,” I found myself begging. What the fuck. The power you currently hold over me is far too great, but with the way you were making me feel, and that tongue…my God. “Please,” I repeated, and I swear to God I could feel you smile against me.
Fucking little brat.
“ Boss man, what is going on over there? Are you busy or something?” one of my other men quipped. “ Shut the fuck up all of you” smashing my finger on the red button, i focused my attention back on you. My balls tightened, my breathing hitched, and I groaned long and hard as my hips stuttered and pushed into your mouth, my hand keeping your head still and your mouth wrapped around me. I felt you swallow a few times, still sucking as my dick twitched in your mouth. “Fuck little mouse,” I said, a bit breathless. I did not bother looking at my screen as I shut my laptop . I pulled you up off the floor, lifting you onto my lap. you straddled me, and I groaned again as you slick heat pressed against me., I pulled your mouth to mine. you melted into me, and I let my hands slide down your body until they settled on your hips. I could still taste myself on you, but I didn’t care. It just made me want to swallow you whole.
We were a clash of lips, teeth, and tongues. I sucked your tongue into my mouth and then let go to look at your face. your lips swollen and plump, and your eyeliner was smudged. My dick twitched against you, wanting round two. you looked so beautiful, your cheeks tinged pink, the arousal written across your features but you still made me look bad in front of my men. Grabbing your jaw and pulling your face back to mine. “ Run little one, if i catch you, i fuck you” you bolted off my lap and down the hall as you yelped and dodged into the garden, i let out a dark chuckle, catching you was going to bea easier than i thought as i stalked you like the prey that you are.
Ann’s pov
Laying on your chest, drawing small circles on your skin as you smiled at me “ Penny for your thoughts” he mused. “ Let's make it a game shall we?” I quipped “Three inquiries each. We both have one chance to pass on answering an inquiry, but the others must be answered.” he quirked a brow “ Fine, but as a true gentleman, you shall go first milady. He was smiling like the cat that just ate the canary. Tugging my bottom lip into my mouth, I juggled the questions I wanted to ask him. Moving with him as he propped himself up on his right elbow grabbing right thigh over his, lazily drawing an absent minded pattern on it.
“How was your childhood, did your mother love you?” he smiled slightly “ My mother loved me more than anything. Until the day she died.” with a soft chuckle he looked over at the setting sun. “ My father was a military man. He was a Lieutenant General in the Marine Corps. After my mother died, he wasn't around much. I enlisted at 17. Spent 5 years in the Marine Corps before I was recruited for Special Forces where I spent the next 10 years before I was recruited by the CIA and here I am several years later” his eyes were glassy for a few moments, grabbing the hand that rested on my thigh and giving it a squeeze.
“ Now my little mouse, it's your turn.” he gave me a sad smile “ Are you willing to leave everything behind for me?” smiling wickedly at him, “Pass” with a suggestive wiggle of my eyebrows. “ You fucking brat” he laughed as he nipped at my shoulders and neck. Giggling like a maniac “ My turn Walker, what set you on this path of destruction?” his shoulders sagged slightly, “ When my mother died, i was almost 17. My father was on base and it was just my mother at home that night. I was running an errand for her. I was gone no longer than 30 minutes.” he tightened his hands into tight fists. “ When I got home, the front door kicked in. I remember dropping the bag of groceries on the doorstep and the eggs breaking as I ran into my mother. She was lying on the kitchen floor, bleeding from multiple gunshot wounds to her abdomen.” his eyes turned glassy again as I clutched my chest.
“ It was a disgruntled soldier that my father had thrown out of the military for improper conduct with one of the female prisoners' ' he said with a sniff. "They came in looking for my father but he went to base a day earlier, they decided that my mother would be perfect collateral damage. They made a video, trying to get my mother to do what they wanted but she never folded. When they realized that they were not going to get what they wanted from her, they shot her twice in the stomach. My neighbors heard the shot and called the police, i arrived before the cops did, so they pulled me off my mother and arrested me, dragging me out of the house into the back of a police cruiser when the military police showed up and my dad got out and screamed at them, why they were arresting his son.
At that point they were bringing my mom out on a gurney and toward the ambulance. They rushed her to the hospital for emergency surgery. She never made it off the table” he reached over and wiped his thumb under my right eye and down my cheek, licking the tear off the pad of his thumb. I did not realize that I was crying. “ They'll men were caught and arrested later that night, and sentenced to prison to 12 years, but they got out in 2 years on a technicality.” my heart stopped as I drank in his features and expressions he fiddled with my fingers. We sat in silence listening to the birds in the garden chirping. “ August?” He turned towards me. “ Yes mouse?” I paused for a few moments. “ Were those men that killed your mother that set you on the final path to becoming John Lark” his eyes glowed with a sense of wickedness and amusement. “ Pass little mouse” I growled my annoyance at him as he darkly chuckled. “ I can't answer that one just yet” “ That's a coward's answer” he threw his head back and laughed.
He settled and looked at me, “ do you really love me little mouse or are you just grateful that i saved you?” he asked while tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear “ August” I watched his gaze, his eyes hardened as the walls around his heart started to close. He tried to turn away from me, but I threw off the sheet, straddling his muscular thighs, grabbing his face in my hands. “ Walker looked at me.” His eyes were red and glassy. “ I believe in something called dark love” he looked at me with a quizzical expression “ Dark love to me is the world could hate us, the world could be burning down and we'd be slow dancing in a burning room. Real love will be us holding hands as skeletons getting buried by each other. I’d take a murderer charge for you, I’d even kill for you Walker if it meant that I could have you forever. If it cannot be you and me against the world and i'm just competing battle, then i am not the one for you” we stared at each other for a long moment, before he rubbed his thumb across my bottom lip, down my face and to the back of my hair and grabbing it at the base of my skull.
he moved his right hand to my back and flipped us over so he was pinning me beneath him. “ What about you Walker have you ever truly loved someone” he sighed deeply “ Its you little mouse, its always been you, from the night I first fucked you, to you falling asleep in my arms. It will always be you” He captured my lips with his in a ferocious kiss, I could feel the tip of his hard cock at my entrance, as he slowly pushed in. as he bottomed out he stilled ““You want to watch the world burn?" he asked in a low dangerous tone. "Let me guess, you'll set it on fire?" I ask. He chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating through me settling into my weary soul slowly moving his hips against mine ."No, little mouse. If you want to watch the world burn I'll hand you the fucking matches, and stand at your back, watch you rise.”