First and Last

You saw the rating, and you clicked ok on the little box. So don't complain to me that there's *shock* explicit sex in this. That's why it's rated what it's rated. I don't own the characters, just the plot to this story, which isn't really all that much of a story. Kind of a sad ending.

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“Don’t,” he said quietly, pushing Mary away a bit. “Don’t.”

“What?” slightly confused. She wiped a tear from her cheek. “Do you think I’m paying you back?” Her eyes go frarm arm and soft to cold and hard in an instant, anger rising in her. “I didn’t mean it as business.” She looked at the money in her hand and threw it to the ground before looking back up at him. “I’m still a woman. They haven’t taken that away from me, not yet anyways.”

She made to walk away, but Abberline grabbed her arm and pushed her up against the wall, immediately covering her lips with his. A shock ran through them both, causing Mary’s mouth to fall open. Abberline took the opportunity to push his tongue between her lips, sighing softly in pleasure. His grip tightened on her arms slightly, then he loosened his grip, getting lost in the kiss. The world could have ended and they wouldn’t have noticed. They didn’t even notice the constable approaching them until he knocked his stick against the wall next to them. They broke apart and looked at the constable.

“Enough of that.” Said impatiently. “Now, lad, at least take –“ He broke off when Abberline leant into the light. “Sorry, Sir,” as he walked away.

Mary and Abberline turned back to eachother, and they didn’t say anything for a moment. Finally, he broke the silence by saying her name, “Mary…” then he took hend and and lead her away, to his home.

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Mary was doing a pretty good job of distracting him from unlocking his door, what with her breath ghosting across his neck and ear as he fumbled with the keys. Momentarily ignoring the keys in the lock, he gave in to his urges, cupping Mary’s cheek and kissing her again, not noticing when her hand groped behind her and unlocked the door, tumbling them inside.

Abberline took her by the elbow, preventing her from falling, and didn’t let go, leading her to the back, where his room was. He slipped off his jacket and hung it over a chair while Mary lay back on the bed. The light went out, then a match was struck, and candles were lit all over the room before Abberline made his way to the bed, crawling over Mary’s form.

He leant down to kiss her, but she placed a finger on his lips, stilling the motion. “I’ve been around you so much, Inspector Abberline, yet I don’t know your name,” she murmured, running her finger down his cheek.

His chocolate eyes studied her a moment before he replied. “Frederick.”

“Well, Frederick. Are we to truly do this? You don’t seem the kind of man to sleep with a woman and not have it mean something.” She watched as he looked down at his finger tracing along the neck of her dress, her breath quickening slightly at the ticklish sensation.

His finger stopped at the top button of her dress and he looked back up at her. “I’m not.” His eyes had much meaning in them when he said that, and there was no doubt in what he meant. He saw much the same in her own eyes and he leant forward, kissing her softly, his fingers slowly pulling open the buttons As As he moved his fingers back up to undo the ties, he trailed his lips down her neck, sucking gently on the pulse point, delighting in how it quickened with his touches. When everything was undone, he pushed the shoulders of the dress down and off Mary’s arms, pulling it down her legs and tossing it in the corner.

Frederick ran his hands back up Mary’s legs, enjoying the feel of her skin and her sigh of pleasure. Her hands reached out and started tugging at his clothes, unbuttoning his vest and shirt, pushing them aside to run her hands along his smooth chest. Soon, they were both naked and pressed together, kissing slowly, their hands exploring eachother.

“Mary,” he murmured against her collarbone, faintly hearing his name come from her lips as he trails oil-slicked fingers down her side and between her thighs, her legs tightening around his waist. He lightly touches her, carefully pushing a finger inside, grinning crookedly at her breathy moan and the second tightening of her legs. The second er eer earned him a gasp and cry of his name, and when he twisted his fingers just so, her body arched high off the bed, and he may have fallen off, had her legs not been tightly wrapped around his waist.

“Frederick, please…” she pleaded, arching again, tangling her fingers in his hair.

“All right, all right.” He chuckled softly, slowly, teasingly, pulling his fingers from her, and rubbing some of the oil over himself. He wrapped his fingers around her thighs, pulling her closer and positioning himself before sliding slowly into her, groaning at the gripping heat.

Mary gasped and tightened her hand in his hair, arching up against him again. “Frederick…” in a voice barely there.

Frederick stills and answers, “Mary.”

She tugs on his hair. “Move,” demandingly, gasping as he sank the rest of the way into her, making her whimper.

“Yes’m.” He pulled back slightly and slowly pushed back into her, feeling her muscles squeeze around him. “Fuck, Mary…” Leaning up, he kissed her passionately, trailing his hands up to her breasts and flicking his thumbs across her nipples.

Gradually, his thrusts became jerking, and he felt the tell tale signs that he was near orgasm. He bit and licked his way across Mary’s neck and shoulders, occasionally trailing down to suck on her nipples, working on getting her to come at the same time as he. As her breaths started to get deeper and more ragged, he slammed into her, grunting softly with each hard thrust into her willing body.

When they came, they came together, crying out the other’s name. Frederick collapsed into Mary’s arms, panting and hardly able to move. They lay there for a while in eachother’s arms, Frederick placing small kisses over Mary’s forehead and cheeks as they caught their breath and their bodies cooled.

After a while, Frederick broke the silence. “You should get your friends together and find where you’ll be staying.”

“Can’t we stay here with you? Wouldn’t it be safer?” She trailed her fingers over his chest.

He shook his head, catching her hand in his and pressing it against his heart. “I can’t keep you safe here; I’ll be gone a lot, and people will wonder where you’ve gone, if you don’t check in somewhere else.” He had that meaningful look again, as if he wanted ty soy something important, but couldn’t find the right words for it.
“All right,” quietly, pulling away to get up and put her clothes back on. When she was done, she looked back at Frederick, smiling softly at him before turning and heading towards the door.

Frederick bit his lip, thinking for a moment before getting up and quickly pulling on his trousers, following Mary down the hall. “Mary, wait…” He grabbed her arm and pulled her from the door, looking into her eyes. He hesitated for a moment, then he knew he had to say it, because he felt he may never get another chance to. “I love you.”

She looked startled for a moment, then she cupped his cheeks and kissed him softly. “I love you, too.” And then she was gone.

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Finis