Isolde

She drew his gaze from across the club. Word was that his girlfriend had left him because she couldn't handle it. Poor Caleb. But Isolde always knew the boy had potential. And now, Caleb Danvers was a totally devastating hottie of epic proportions. Isolde flashed her eyes black to get his attention. Which she did.

'Poor boy', she said in his head, 'I heard what happened.'
'But how...' He replied as he made his way across the dance floor.
'You want someone who can handle you, baby,' she purred, 'come and get me.'
She waited until he was closer before she disappeared into the bathrooms. Caleb was not far behind her. He came in to see Isolde leaning against one of the stalls.

"Isolde..." Caleb said as she walked up to him.
"I placed a thought on you, Caleb," She put a finger to his plump lips, "an offer."
Caleb's soulful brown eyes stared into her glowing powder blue ones.

"You used to wank to me," She chuckled at his wide-eyed 'caught red handed' stare, "I'm telling you this, baby doll," she removed her finger from his lips, "if you want me," she gestured around them, "then take me."
Caleb pulled her into his arms, those beautiful plump lips of his took hers. Isolde groaned at the softness of his lips against hers. Flashes jointly went through their minds of Caleb's lips ghosting over her body. The images made them groan. Caleb and Isolde stumbled into the stall. He pressed his body into hers, pinning her into the stall wall.
He slipped his tongue into her mouth, touching, stroking hers. Isolde groaned when his fingers touched her under her micro-mini.

"No panties, Isa?" Caleb's husky voice purred.
"Caleb," She moaned when he sank a finger into her.
Caleb hissed as her inner muscles squeezed his finger.

"Come on, Caleb," She whispered, "fuck me, you know you want to."
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Imagine this scene however the hell you want to. I'm not good at writing sex, but I have been told by my beta's that I'm good at building up to it.
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It was five months later and Caleb was starting school. He hadn't heard from Isolde since the night at the club. But a call from a steaming Reid got his attention.

"Did you sleep with my sister five months ago?"
Caleb choked and Reid sighed.

"Mom kicked her out a month ago," Reid told his friend, "she's been living in the dorm with me."
"Why was she kicked out?" Caleb asked.
Reid looked over at his sleeping sister.

"She's pregnant."
Caleb dropped the phone, the wireless shattering as it hit the wooden floor. His mother and sister Naomi came running into the room.

"Caleb?"
Caleb threw on his coat and grabbed his keys.

"Cay, what's going on?" Naomi stopped her little brother.
Caleb sighed.

"Reid's mom kicked Isolde out."
"Why?" His mother asked.
"Because she's five months pregnant."
"Oh my god!" She gasped.
"And you are rescuing her why?"
Caleb's eyes flashed black in anger.

"Because I'm the one that got her pregnant, Naomi!"
Caleb drove to the dorm. He carried a sleeping Isolde to the car and Reid put her stuff in the trunk.

"I'll take care of her, Reid," Caleb promised.
Reid smiled softly.

"You two always loved each other," He said softly, "tell her that I love her."
"I will," He said before he drove off.
When he got home, his mother and sister were prepared. They got her set up in a room. She woke to find Caleb stroking her stomach.

"You know what, little one?" Caleb said softly, "I've loved your mommy ever since I was a little boy. I always thought she was perfect and I knew I had to have her. But when she and the others were sent away, I was devastated. But she came back, she did. Now I have both of you," He kissed her stomach, "and I couldn't be any happier."
Caleb lifted his head when he felt a hand running through his hair.

"Hey Lucky," Isolde said softly.
Caleb smiled softly.

"You look beautiful," He replied just as softly.
Isolde chuckled.

"I'm getting fat and I have bed-head," Isolde sighed.
Caleb shook his head.

"You are too adorable, Lucky," She giggled, "stay the night?" she added in a tiny voice.
Caleb stripped down and climbed into the bed with her, holding her gently in his arms. The morning found the two lovers happy. Isolde was still asleep and Caleb was talking to the bump that was their baby.

"I can't wait to hold you in my arms," He said softly, "I bring you home...or you can be born here...I want to see your mother feed you for the first time. I want to change your diaper for the first time, to rock you to sleep, to bathe you for the first time."
Isolde stirred, hearing his voice. Caleb took her hand and linked their fingers.

"I love your mother, little Dot," Caleb smiled, "and I love you, baby."
Caleb kissed Isolde's stomach and felt a flutter against his lips. He smiled softly to himself. He could feel the baby's power and it felt like the baby was saying, 'I love you too, daddy'. He looked up into Isolde's smiling eyes. He kissed his way up her body, until she pulled him in for a soft gentle kiss.

"A little quality time with baby?" She asked.
Caleb nodded, too jazzed to speak.

"Good," She smiled then tugged on his plump bottom lip, "how about some quality time for mommy?"
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