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TITLE: Apprenticeship
AUTHOR: MidKnight
CHAPTER: 1 of ?
FANDOM: Warehouse 13
SHIP: Pete / Claudia
RATING: NC-17
CATEGORY: Erotica
SPOILERS: A couple, Season Two
SYNOPSIS: WARNING: HERE BE SPOILERS – SEASON 2. With, Claudia becoming an apprentice Warehouse agent, she asks for and gets more of an education that Artie had intended.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Warehouse 13. None of these characters belong to me. They belong to the people who created them and whoever else does. I pay homage to them and I make no profit from this story in any fashion, way or means.
AUTHORS NOTE: I apologize before hand and hope you will forgive any errors or blatant discrepancies.
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CHAPTER ONE
Pete looked up from the report he was checking as his door opened and a she slipped inside. She pressed her back against the wood of the door as she shut it with a soft click. His mouth opened to tell her to leave, that it wasn’t going to happen again, but no words came out. His eyes followed her as she padded over to his bed with just a hint of an extra, seductive sway to her hips and then wordlessly undid the belt of her robe. With, a shrug she let it whisper to the floor to reveal that she wore nothing underneath. As if, he had a choice, he let his eyes run slowly over her petite, but surprisingly lush feminine form, which she usually managed to keep so well hidden. Her skin was creamy, but toned and he knew from experience that it was soft and smooth. Her breasts weren’t large, but were in perfect proportion to her lithe, compact frame, high and pert with pink, gumdrop nipple that stiffened, as he watched, to point heavenward. She turned to show him her pert behind and grinned over her shoulder before she climbed onto his bed. He groaned inwardly, berating himself as he realized he was going to let it happen again.
Despite all his misgivings, his dick had started to harden the moment he’d seen her enter and now poked stiffly out of the fly of his sleep shorts, the air wonderfully cool against it. He saw her eyes flick to it and then away and an irritatingly knowing smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. His pointed head tapped lightly and insistently against his belly through the thin cotton of his T-shirt as it throbbed to the rising beat of his heart. His eyes followed her slow, deliberate movements. He watched as she kneeled at centre of the head of his bed, her hands taking a firm grip on the top of the headboard as she slowly walked her knees further apart. The swollen, glistening folds of her sex flashed at him as she let her ass sway slowly from side to side in blatant invitation, a grin on her pixie features. “She is getting way too good at that, his Girl With The Tweety Bird Tattoo.” He told himself as he finally dropped the now-forgotten report from his hands and stood up. The yellow cartoon character shifted as she moved her shoulder. He’d guessed she’d have at least one tattoo, given her nature, but he had always thought it would be of a darker subject, somehow.
“I said we weren’t doing this anymore.” He told her softly, but still he took off his t-shirt and tossed it aside. This scene had played itself out before. She pinned her lower lip behind her straight white teeth and gave him that look. It was the one that was part puppy dog, part seductress and worse still, part little girl, but all silent please and blazing need. He was so going to burn in hell and if anyone at The Warehouse found out, they would send him there directly, he was sure. Yet, he didn’t get any bad vibes from this, his qualms were all ethical and moral. She was just so young, but as he had discovered, not. He stretched his shorts clear of his erection and shucked them off before crawling onto the bed behind her. Pete bent over her, her red hair tickling his cheek as he positioned his lips next to her ear and his dick nestled in the crack of her ass. She rolled her shoulders to rub them against his chest. “You know we can’t keep doing this, right? It has to stop.” He tried for the umpteenth time to make it clear that they had to stop what was going on between them. There was no way it could end well. He didn’t sound convincing, even to himself. “Eventually… Maybe?” she responded with a little shrug.
“We can talk about it more, later. You know what I want. My frame of reference is kinda limited, but you know it’s good between you and me. You’re just not that good an actor. Let it be what it is.” she answered her voice going from offhand to serious to breathy even as they both moaned when she wriggled back against him and her hot, smooth flesh pressed around the hard throbbing length of his manhood. The problem was, he couldn’t argue with her. It was good, surprisingly good. Also, after the initial awkwardness, it wasn’t just physical. Pillow talk and the intimacy that preceded it created a deeper bond between them. It was not quite love nor simple lust, but a strangely comfortable mix of the two, and yet also something more.
“This is the last time, Claudia. The very last time.” He said with what he believed was conviction, but it was defeated a little as he ground against her firm ass as a shiver of delight snaked up his spine from their connection. “That’s what you said last time, Peter.” She reminded him as she rocked back and forth, her skin caressing him and making him twitch. She was right and he was thankful that she didn’t bring up the fact that he’d said it the time before that and the one before that. Her scent, a strange mixture of vanilla, heated copper and arousal surrounded him and the heat from her body radiated into him as he closed his eyes and let his lips find the skin of her neck while he shifted his hips back, letting the head of his dick slip lower. He would give her what she wanted, he always did. Maybe once he had stood a chance but, now? He gave a mental snort.
The red-haired pixie turned and craned her head and he found her lips for a hungry kiss. Her tongue danced with his and she rocked up and back against him as he reached around to cup and caress the firm globe of her breast while he blindly guided himself through her folds. She radiated steamy heat onto him as he rubbed himself between her dewy petals, steadily applying more pressure until he was wedged at her entrance. Her tight flesh constricted around his helmeted head with a quick pulse as she hissed and moaned when his thumb and forefinger found the taut nub of her nipple and after gently rolling it, less than gently pinched and stretched it. His firm grip on her hip kept her from pushing back and down on to him as he continued to tease her, relinquishing her lips to nip and suck at her neck and shoulder.
“Come on, Pete. Stop playing… Do it… Come on… Please.” She all but whined as he barely kept just his dickhead inside her. “Do what?” he asked in a raspy whisper and closed his teeth on her on her earlobe and felt a little shudder run through her followed by a flush of liquid heat as he drove just a little deeper, but immediately pulled back again. “You’re mean.” She admonished him as she tried to wriggle back onto him and he continued to deny her. “Tell me what you want, Claudia? That’s one of the first things I taught you. Communication is key.” He countered, forcing himself to keep his voice low and steady. The game was taking a toll on him too. He really didn’t want to admit it, but he wanted it as much as she did. He also knew, that despite her protests, she liked the game, liked the build up.
“Put… put it in me, Pete… I want you to put that wonderful, long, thick dick inside me. I want you inside me… I… Just do it, Pete, please?” she told him, her voice throbbing and husky with need. “When you put it like that…” he responded and drove his hips forward. She started to cry out, but bit back that sound and it became a heavily exhaled hiss followed by a moan. He saw her knuckles go white as her hands flex on the wood of the headboard and her shoulder blades pressed into his chest as her back arched. His own breath hitched and he groaned around gritted teeth with the delicious sensation of her tight, intimate flesh surrounding him and sliding along his manhood. Her flesh, although slippery with sex grease, parted reluctantly caressing him with fiery friction and pulsing pressure. Her snug sheath twitched and flexed around him and she circled her hips slowly to adjust to him as he pressed firmly against her ass, buried to the hilt in her super heated core.
“That always feels so damn good.” She noted with a soft little moan as she rocked slightly back and forth on him. “It does.” He couldn’t stop himself from agreeing as her movement sent sparks of delight snaking into his groin to spread out across his nerves. She increased her range of motion, pulling herself higher up on his length and then slowly sliding back onto it. He synced with her, pulling back as she rose and thrusting up and forward as she fell until they found a rhythm and pace that had him driving in and out of her with almost full-length strokes. He nibbled and sucked at her neck and ear and told her how wonderful she felt, how beautiful and sexy she was, all the while working to keep his breathing steady and even. All his misgiving and apprehension evaporated under the surges and jolts of pleasure that arched into him as his pelvis collided with her firm ass and his shaft speared her core, again and again and again. She praised him with clipped phrases and shuddering words when her teeth weren’t gritted or pressing into her lower lip as she muffled her moans and cries. He used her hot, smooth skin to do the same. They both remained aware that they were not alone at Leena’s and the walls just weren’t that thick. The bed rocked under the push and pull of their combined efforts, but made very little noise thanks to some precautions he’d taken after they had started their physical relationship.
His balls were soon tightening with the sweet tension of his building climax and pulsing with the need for release, teetering on the edge of his control, so he took a deep breath and slowed down. He held her tight to him and grinding against her buttocks to stir her molten depths as he massaged her breasts and tweaked and stimulated her taut nipples. Her body tensed and relaxed in response, a shuddering: “Yessss!” dripping from her lips as she ground back onto him. She whined and he grunted as he pulled out of her, her sex clutching at him to stall his retreat. He had to give her a moment to get control and release the headboard when she blindly resisted as he gripped her shoulders and tried to turn her. Claudia finally got his intent and let him turn and lower her onto the bed. Her eyes had that bright, slightly wild look he had come to associate with the height of her arousal and he swooped down to capture her lips as he lifted and spread her legs. She gasped into his mouth as he drove back into her. Her legs tightened around him and her strong, nimble fingers clutched at his shoulders as they started to pump and grind, quickly finding their rhythm once more.
She sucked and bit at his lips, their tongues tangoing and wrestling. He cradled her head with one hand and fondled her firm ass with the other as they rocked together. She tensed and relaxed her legs, digging her heels into his ass to encourage his thrusts. Their bodies undulated together, a sensual push and pull with the velvet caress of skin on skin. The hard pebbles of her nipples scraped back and forth along his chest as his abdomen slid across her shuddering one. She made little noises against his lips as tremors ran through her and he knew from experience that she was close. Her fingernails bit rhythmically into his flexing shoulder muscles as he sped up, giving head to his desire, as he knew hers was close to satisfaction. They were both breathing hard, each straining to reach release and stave it off at the same time. Hot, electric surges of pleasure arched into him, making his muscles twitch and interfered with his co-ordination. His nuts ached with tension, pain and pleasure mixing exotically, but he continued to drive into her, his heart pounding against his ribs and his breath burning in his lungs just barely holding back the wild power of his building and impending climax.
Claudia nuzzled at his neck, moaning softly, breathlessly as he ground his pelvis into hers after a hard thrust. She started to cry out and he grunted as she stifled the cry with the expedience of digging her teeth into the flesh of his shoulder. His back arched and he threw his head back with a silent cry as her sex constricted, flooded and twisted around him in a tight, locked vice as she shuddered under the waves of her climax. Her sex rippled around him and his ass clenched as his hips pumped and he erupted inside her. His body stayed tense for a moment and then shook as he growled under the overload of sensation as fire swept over his nerves and sang in his blood. Each pulsing spurt sent another deliciously torturous shockwave of sensation careening along his nervous system. Her tight sheath twisted and squeezed his length, milking him as she made little mewling noises and twitched underneath him. They stayed welded together in the throes of their respective orgasms, clutching and holding onto each other, oblivious to all else as they rode out the chaotic delight.
Pete felt the electric storm start to wane and the world began to reassert itself. He sucked in a deep shuddering breath and forced himself to relinquish his death grip on her shoulder and ass to take his weight onto his forearms before the wild energy dissipated and took his strength with it. She smiled up at him and ran her hands through his sweat-damp hair and he lowered his head to press his lips lightly to her sweaty brow and lightly stroked her cheek. They groaned in unison as he pulled his shrinking member free of her and rolled off her onto his back. After a moment, she sighed happily as she stretched next to him and then shifted onto her side, pressed and then snuggled against his side, burrowing into the crook of his arm to lay her head on his shoulder. She draped her leg over his thigh and he curled his arm around her back and let his hand rest lightly on her hip while she drew an idle spiral around his nipple before laying her hand over his heart.
“Now tell me what was so bad about that?” she asked quietly and he could see the smug smile she wore even through he couldn’t see her face. He opened his mouth to try and make his argument about her youth and the inappropriateness of their sexual relationship, but his body betrayed him as her scent and the heat and feel of her nubile form pressing against him already had his dick stirring before the sweat of their previous exertion had even dried. “How am I ever going to get her to understand? How do I end this? Do I really want to?” he asked himself, the honesty of his last query making him swallow reflexively even as he felt Claudia shift her head and her hand slid downward from his chest as she became aware of his renewing vigor. ”Well hello there, Mister Lattimer. I guess that answers that.” She chuckled softly, her body vibrating against his and speeding his growing member along.
Pete took a deep breath and let it out slow as she wrapped her dexterous little hand around his still slick and now nearly erect penis. When she slowly skimmed her flexing fist along his length, his body tensed and then relaxed as a shiver of delight crawled up his spine. She explored him slowly and with practiced skill, the delicious friction setting his nerves once again to buzzing. Her head tilted and her teeth scraped along his skin for a moment before her tongue washed away the sensation and then transformed it into a bloom of moist heat as she planted a sucking kiss on his chest. She curled and shifted, moving to lie perpendicular to him. Her warm lips planting a trail of kisses that meandered down from his chest while her hand continued to caress his length from stem to stern and back again.
“Claudia.” He all but moaned her name, not sure whether he was encouraging her or trying to stop her as her lips moved ever lower. He swallowed hard and groaned as she grasped the base of his cock and he felt her warm breath wash over his throbbing dickhead. Gods help him, but he couldn’t bring himself to tell her to stop, his hand shifting from her hip to caress the firm, smooth curve of her ass and she rocked slowly back against his hand. He sucked in a sharp breath of delight as her warm breath became the liquid heat of her mouth enveloping him. He really never should have let this get started in the first place…
A few weeks earlier…
He couldn’t sleep, but that wasn’t unusual. But, what was unusual was that the light under Claudia’s door was still on as he walked passed, back to his room after getting a glass of milk. He almost stopped to see if she was okay, but he wasn’t getting any kind of bad vibe, so he figured she had either just fallen asleep with the light on or was wrapped up in some project or another. He returned to his room and decided to try and catch up on some paperwork. He’d been at it for maybe half an hour before there was a soft rap at his door…
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