One Shots

A loud slam sounded through the apartment and I shot up, my heart leaping to my throat. Someone was in the house.

"H-hello? Who's there?"

Footsteps drew near and I felt tears brimming in my eyes. I watched the hall light turn on and Claude appeared in the doorway.

"Sienna?"

"Claude, you fucking dick! You scared the hell out of me!" My pulse was a mile a minute and my hands shook as I chucked a pillow in his direction. "What are you doing here?"

He laughed hard, catching what I tossed and sauntering to the couch. I moved over for him to sit and he pulled the blanket onto his lap. "I came to check on the house. What are you doing here?"

"Raff said I could stay here while he's gone." He nodded his approval and I sat back, crossing my arms over my chest. The air conditioning has kicked on and I shivered a bit. Claude noticed and scooted a bit closer, sharing the warmth. His thigh was hot against mine and I snuggled into his side. "So, do you always break into Raff's house around midnight?"

He ignored me, reaching for the DVD case on the coffee table. I watched him run his fingers over the embossed title before turning to me, eyebrow raised. "50 Shades, Sienna? You're better than this."

I shook my head, snatching it from his hand defensively. "You don't get to judge my actions, G. You felt up a cop."

"That was forever ago-"

"It happened. That's bad enough."

"Not as bad as this!" He took it back and scanned the back, dramatically rolling his eyes. "This, my dear, is garbage. I could write better porn than this." I scoffed and he continued, "What's the matter, Sienna? Not getting what you need from that man of yours?"

I fell back to the side of the couch, eyes dropping to the floor impulsively, and he frowned. I pulled the blanket up to my chin and he dug his elbow into my side.

"What's wrong?" I shook my head and he pressed on. "Hey, talk to me."

"We broke up. A few weeks ago, actually. Kicked me out and I've been living with Raff since then." He looked at me incredulously and slapped my arm, eyes wide in shock. I tried to keep my composure but broke into laughter when he stood up and mock-fainted onto the couch. "Claude, you're being a bit dramatic."

"Me? Dramatic? How dare you!" He stood to leave but 'fainted' again, resting his whole body weight on me. I shifted and he fell between my knees, head resting on my chest. "Oh, my friend... my dear friend, how could you not tell me?" He threw his hands up and began mumbling in his native language. French rolled off of his tongue like silk and I tightened my legs around him.

"Claude- Claude! You're too much. I haven't really told anyone, actually. Just Michael and my mom."

He grew quiet and I shifted underneath him. hands wandering up to brush his orange hair from his face. The feel of his soft curls was nice on my fingertips and I settled back.

"What happened between you two?"

"It just... wasn't meant to be."

"Was it the sex? Did he not treat you right? Is that why you had to rent this- this garbage?" He had grabbed the DVD case again and was holding it to my face. "Is this what you need, Sienna?"

"Would you quit it with that?"

"I need to know." He lifted his face to mine and leaned in. "Is this what you're into?"

I don't know if it was the feel of him between my legs or the way he looked at me expectantly, but I took a deep breath and nodded slowly. My fingers were still tangled in his hair and I tugged gently, scratching his scalp after a moment. Claude leaned forward, hovering a few inches from my face. I felt his beard against my cheek as he moved to kiss my cheek, merely brushing his lips across mine in a weak tease.

"That's not nice," I teased, sliding my hands over the curve of his shoulders. His mouth was on mine as he laughed, warm breath on my cool skin. Finally giving in, I hooked my leg over his. I could feel his thick thighs as they sat under my legs. They flexed as he rolled against me and I felt myself melt onto the couch. "Fuck, Claude... do that again?"

"Say please, ma chere. S'il vous plaît?"

The way his tongue rolled, the heat between us, my whole body ached for him. "Fuck me Claude... s'il vous plaît."

Notes

excuse the french... part 2 coming soon.