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The Way He Looks at You Series
Act I: The Way He Looks at You
Chapter 11: The Way He Fulfills You
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The early morning sunlight causes you to stir but you don’t feel ready yet to wake. You pull the covers up over your eyes to darken the environment and try to go back to sleep. Cal was already waking up for the day and when he sees your movements he wraps his arms tightly around your midsection and places a few kisses against your hair. You realize he will not let you go back to sleep and you mumble little noises of displeasure. Cal chuckles and continues to wake you for the day.
“I would also prefer to stay in bed with you today, but we must leave shortly.” He mumbles.
You nod and rub the sleep from your eyes before stretching. Cal sits up in bed next to you to allow your movements, he pushes the dark covers off of his body. The stretch is so good that your eyes close in pleasure and you let out a little squeak. When you open your eyes, Cal is smirking at you. He stares at you for a long moment and opens his mouth to say something, then decides against it and climbs out of bed. He heads for the bathroom and you follow suit after a bit more stretching.
When you enter the bathroom Cal isn’t visible and you assume he is getting clothes out of the closet. You get ready for the day, going to the toilet and then brushing your teeth at the sink. You are still trying to be okay with being awake and your eyes keep closing as you attempt to clean your teeth.
You hear another chuckle behind you and you open one eye to look at Cal’s reflection in the mirror. “You are so tired, have I been wearing you out?” He mocks.
You finish up your task before speaking, flushing your mouth with water. “A lot has happened in the past couple days, I’m more sleepy than normal.”
Cal only hums in response, clearly thinking highly of his own actions to cause your exhaustion.
“Do I have time to shower before we leave?” You ask, hoping to enjoy his luxurious shower once more before the trip.
“There is time.” He says, his eyes darkening as he thinks.
You stand there a moment, wondering where his mind went. “Okay, you can get ready first then I’ll shower after.” You say and turn towards the bathroom door so that Cal can have some privacy.
“That won’t be necessary.” Cal says with some authority in his voice.
You hesitate and turn to look at him, his eyes have settled into your favorite expression, the one that makes you feel desired. It takes a moment but you realize what he wants, and you slowly remove the shirt you are wearing. You let the article of clothing fall on the bathroom floor and glance at Cal.
He continues to observe your face, and you wonder again why he doesn’t let his eyes scan over your body when you are naked. Perhaps he is waiting for everything to be removed?
You hook your fingers in the stretchy waistband of the rolled up lounge pants and push them down over your hips before carefully stepping out of them. You kick them and the discarded shirt near the counter to ensure they aren’t a tripping hazard before you look up into Cal’s eyes again. He looks at you hungrily but still keeps his focus on your expressions.
“Cal?” You ask hesitantly, “Why do you look at my face when I am naked?”
“Would you prefer I looked at the rest of you?” He asks curiously.
“Well, no, I mean, it’s not that. It’s just, I can’t help but look over your body when you are undressed. Do you not feel the same?” You feel insecurity threaten to overtake your mind as you speak.
Cal takes a couple slow steps towards you before speaking, “I do not need to see your body to feel it. I do, however, need to see your eyes to feel what you feel. What goes on inside your head is so much more important to me.”
“Oh.” You say, dumbstruck by his words.
“If you’d prefer, I can look at your body more. I thought you enjoy the way I look into your eyes. Was I wrong?” He smirks.
You shake your head in a wide-eyed response.
“I will try to look at your body more then. Let’s start now.” Cal turns away from you and walks towards the open shower. He turns on the water then walks back to stand beside you. He looks between the shower and you, clearly waiting for you to begin.
You look back at him in mild confusion before heading towards the warm water. You step into the relaxing spray and turn to look at Cal. He has seated himself on the counter, eyeing you. Once he is sure you are looking at him, he allows his eyes to drop, slowly scanning them down your body.
You freeze as you watch his gaze travel down to admire the way the water falls across your breasts. After a moment, Cal returns his gaze to your eyes, you don’t need his Force abilities to know what he is thinking. He silently asks if the attention that he is providing satisfies you. It does but you want more; you need him to look at you more.
Cal instead palms himself through his lounge pants once in response, allowing you to realize that he needs you just as badly. The single motion sends a thrill through your body and you inhale sharply. Cal looks pleased and drops his gaze again, lower this time.
“Use your hands.” He commands barely audible over the sound of water.
You gasp but immediately comply, bringing a hand to stroke gently between your legs. Cal’s watches carefully as you touch yourself in front of him. You allow yourself to rub small and purposeful circles on your clit, spreading your legs slightly. There is already plenty of arousal between your legs and you dip your fingers into the slick to allow for smoother glides across the sensitive bud.
You continue to watch Cal as he watches you and you see his hands moving to free his cock from the pants. He pulls the waist bands down enough for it to spring out, lightly slapping against his lower abdomen. Your mouth drops open in hunger for him and he wraps his long fingers around the length. He lazily tugs at the erection as he watches your hand work.
The sight is enough to make you want more; you work with more precision. There is a desperation in your movements, trying to find the perfect way to bring yourself to completion. But watching Cal stroke yourself makes you want more. Touching yourself isn't enough when you could have the powerful man that sits before you. You want him to fill you again and again; it is never enough.
Cal hears your thoughts and looks back up into your eyes. “So needy.”
He slides off the counter and removes his pants entirely, ready to comply with your desires. He stalks towards you in the shower and you stop your attempts to pleasure yourself.
“I didn’t say you could stop.” He growls.
You bring your hand back to continue your movements and Cal steps into the water with you. He reaches to grab the backs of your thighs and lifts you easily. You instinctively wrap your legs around his waist and are careful to keep one hand working at your clit. You hiss as he pushes you up against the cold tile of the wall but he soothes the discomfort by lowering you onto his length in a smooth motion. He ruts into you once, testing the viability of this position, you moan and collapse against him. Your free hand reaches to grasp his shoulder for support.
Cal fucks you slowly, and the sensation is lovely with the added stimulation from your fingers. You cry out softly from each slow thrust; he grunts in approval.
“I want to see your face.” He says and you lift your head from his other shoulder to look into his eyes.
Cal has a devilish smile, and he glances down once at your lips before capturing them in a heated kiss. The overall movements are slow and careful but there is a burning passion in the way he moves his lips against yours. His hips move at a similar pace, like he is trying to let you know how much he cares for you. Cal is making love to you.
You kiss him back with your own desire and try to keep a focus on the motion of your fingertips. The sensations are quickly overwhelming you. His length strokes eagerly inside of you, bringing you closer and closer to the edge.
When you can’t hang on any longer you break the kiss, “Cal, I lo-” you whisper against his lips but your orgasm stops your speech. Cal captures your lips again and kisses you through the pleasure racking your body. You feel his kissing slow as he cums deep inside of you.
There is a long moment where the two of you hold one another close and continue to kiss, both so wrapped in the moment that you can’t pull away. The warm water continues to rain down across both your faces. Cal finally lifts you slightly to pull out and sets you gently on the ground. He doesn’t break the kiss and after setting you down his hands cup either side of your face. He deepens the kiss, and it feels like he needs you more than anything else in the world.
The kiss finally breaks and Cal places his forehead against yours, both your eyes closed to take in the moment. Cal leans away first. “I’ll give you some time so that you may actually clean yourself.”
He kisses you once more before he steps out of the water. Grabbing a towel, he dries off. He wraps the material around his hips, grabs his clean clothes off the counter to exit the bathroom.
You stand there a moment, beaming at the events that just took place. You have had no one make love to you before. Your heart feels so full and you can’t stop smiling. You even giggle a little as you grab the soap and clean your hair and body.
Once you are clean, you turn off the water and dry the dripping water from your body, wrapping your hair in the absorbent towel. You quickly dress and comb through your hair, desperate to be near Cal again. You struggle to tie the dress behind your neck and accidentally tie some of your hair into the chords. Swearing at the painful tugging you exit the bathroom to see Cal wearing his full Inquisitor gear. Your heart stops for a moment but you relax when he smiles gently at you.
Your hands are holding the caught hair to prevent further pulling. “Can you help me? My hair is stuck.”
Cal’s smile drops to a look of concern and he moves forward to help release you of the pain. He takes his place behind your back and swiftly pulls at the knot releasing your hair.
“Thank you.” You say and pull your hair to the side before reaching back to attempt the bow again.
“Let me.” Cal says, “Lift your hair.”
You do as he asks; he presses his body against your back as he works. It’s obvious that the task should have taken less than a few seconds but Cal works slowly, wanting to be near you as much as he can. His fingers brush against your skin and you shiver at the sensation.
Once the work is complete his hands slide across your shoulders and down your arms. He places a kiss on your wet hair. “Once we leave this room, we must behave differently.”
“I know, I’ll address you correctly.” You say.
“That is good.” He says slowly, “I will have to treat you with less kindness when others are around. As far as anyone may know you are just a pet that I have kept.”
You nod, “I know. But Cal?”
“Yes?” He returns.
“What am I actually? What am I to you?” You ask, staring at the wall across from you.
“You are…” He trails off. “You are mine, my everything, my moon and stars, my lo-. Mine.”
You say nothing about the word he didn’t finish, but it warms your insides. You nod in acknowledgment and can’t help the big smile that is on your face. Cal releases you slowly and steps away to walk towards the bedroom door. You follow and rush to find your boots from the other night.
The dirty socks are next to them, and you reach to pick them up to put them on. Cal sees this and stops you with his hand. He returns to the bedroom and comes back with a pair of his clean sock for you to use.
“I suppose I’ll have to buy you socks with your new boots.” He says aloud to himself.
You pull on the too-big socks and your old boots afterwards. Cal looks you over, clearly taking inventory of your clothing.
“I’m ready.” You say as you walk over to pull the gifted cloak from its hook and wrap it around your body.
Cal follows you to the door and nods. He unlocks the first door and allows you to pass. You both walk through the formal room and when you approach the second door you take in a shaky breath. Nervous about which inquisitors you might face on the outside.
Cal unlocks the second door and before turning the handle, he places the oversized hood on your head, shielding your face from any potential onlookers. He reaches down to clasp your hand in his. Raising it to his mouth and pressing a light kiss to your knuckles before releasing it. He then hardens his face and turns the doorknob.
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