Since I haven't had time for as much fanfic lately, this one has to cover a couple requests. For Kelly, Happy Anniversary. And for Heather-Anne, thanks for the beta read.This is an adult story intended for adult audiences only. If it's not legal for you to read such things, or if this type of story offends you, please don't read it. As always, feedback is welcome.
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"Housesitting with Nick & Nat"
by S. ClarkNatalie watched the water drip slowly into the fern. When she'd volunteered to housesit for the Schanke's, she didn't realize it involved so much plant care. Not only did Myra have the house full of houseplants, but she had a strict regime for their care.
She moved from the fern to a ficus. Bending over to water the large floor pot, she found herself back, lost in thought.
While she couldn't ever remember making the choice of career versus marriage, that seemed to be the way things had played out. Here, playing the housewife, she wondered why thing had worked out that way. And why it had to be a choice at all?
Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed her hips.
Natalie screamed and spun, hitting her attacker with the watering can. The water splashed all over both of them.
"Nice to see you, too," said Nick, laughing. He wiped the water off his face, and picked up the watering can and handed it back to Natalie.
She took the can, then used it to smack him lightly on the arm. "Why must you do that?"
Nick took out a handkerchief and dabbed the water off Natalie's cheeks. The amusement danced in his eyes. She found it impossible to sustain any amount of anger with him.
Natalie straighten her outfit. She'd worn a loose floral skirt and button-down blue blouse, something comfortable for the warm summer weather. "I thought you were working tonight."
Nick gave another ambiguous smile. He was attired in a pair of back jeans and a black silk shirt. As always, it fit him well. Very well, Natalie thought.
"You're not working tonight?"
He grabbed a stray lock that tumbled over her cheek, and placed it behind her ear.
Natalie smiled at his touch. "Nick?"
He took the watering can from her and placed it on the counter, moving closer to Natalie in the process. "I thought we could play house."
Nick grabbed her hand, rubbing his thumb across the back. His touch may have been cool, but it made her skin feel aflame.
"I've got an idea." Nick led her from the kitchen, and out the door into the yard.
"Nick?"
He stopped walking, and turned to face her. Still holding her hand, he ran the fingers of his free hand up her arm.
Natalie let out a giggle. She felt so giddy with his nearness, his actions. "Nick?" she repeated.
Nick put a hand under her chin, raising her gaze to him. He brushed his lips against hers, then backed away. He smiled, a hungry smile.
Nick still had a hold on her hand, but Natalie willingly followed his lead. The night was warm, but not too hot or humid.
He walked her over to a canvas hammock that was strung up between two trees.
"What do you want, Nick?" she asked, tone playful.
He smiled. "Your panties."
Natalie could feel a blush rising. "Nick!" She lowered her voice. "We're outside."
"And alone." He held out his free hand.
Torn between modesty and lust, Natalie took a look around her. Nothing but dark. Trusting on Nick's instincts, she reached under her skirt and lowered her panties, handing them to him.
Nick pulled her close and turned her around, seating her on the edge of the hammock.
"I'm not sure about this, Nick."
He put his hands to either side of her and pushed back. To keep from falling backwards, Nat lunged forward, wrapping her arms around Nick's neck.
Natalie used one hand to unbutton the first three buttons on Nick's shirt. Then she loosened the collar, and began to lick at the base of his jaw, and further down his neck.
Nick pulled his head back, then moved in for a deep kiss. He let out a moan as their tongues danced together.
She wasn't sure what to expect next, until Nick started running his hands along her thighs, under her skirt. He dropped to his knees before her.
Pulling the hammock closer, Nick moved his head close to her crotch. He separated the outer lips of her damp sex, and started to lick the hardened nub within.
Natalie ran her fingers through his hair, appreciating the attention he was providing. She no longer was aware, or cared, if anyone might be watching.
Nick pulled Natalie's legs over his shoulders, as she lay back on the hammock. He continued his ministrations, delighting in the sounds she made, the touch of her hands upon him.
He pumped two fingers within her, while continuing to use his mouth, his tongue, on her clit. Under his masterful touch, it didn't take long before Natalie could feel the orgasm rising within her.
She came, giving one loud moan of pleasure. Nick smiled, and stood before her.
Natalie could see the prominent bulge that had formed in his jeans. She pulled him towards her, running her mouth over the rough fabric.
Nick unbuttoned the jeans. Natalie helped him to lower them over his hips, followed by the silk boxers beneath.
She returned her mouth to his erection, now free from the confines of the clothing.
Nick hadn't expected Natalie to be quite so eager with this idea. He hadn't told given her any advance warning, afraid he'd be rejected. Instead, he found her quite an eager and willing partner.
"Stand up," he whispered.
Nick removed the jeans, then lay down on the hammock. He helped Natalie climb back on, positioning her over him, straddling his hips.
The hammock jostled them from side to side, but they found as long as they were careful with their movements, all they had was a slight rocking motion.
Nick unbuttoned Natalie's blouse, and unfastened her bra. He massaged her breasts, bringing her nipples to hardened peaks.
She rubbed her warm sex against his cool hardness, ready to take him inside of her. Nick put a hand behind Natalie's head, pulling her to where his mouth could meet hers for a kiss.
Natalie guided him into her core. As she did, Nick threw his head back and let out a growl. When he faced her again, his eyes were golden, his fangs descended.
The hammock undulated as Nick began thrusting. He loved the look of abandon in Natalie's face, the passion in her eyes. Her ardor spurred him on, and he increased his efforts.
Then, suddenly, the front of the hammock sunk on one side. One of the supporting ropes had snapped.
"Nick?" Natalie was unsure of what to do. Any motion threatened to pitch them to the ground.
Nick grabbed Natalie, holding her close. "Just hang on," he said, trying to plan his next move.
The next move was chosen for him, as the other rope snapped, and the front of the hammock fell to the ground. Nick landed on his back, and then slid until his body reached a more level attitude.
"Nick? Are you ok?"
He nodded. "Nothing but some hard-to-explain fabric burns and possible irreparable harm to my dignity. You?"
Natalie smiled. "I'm ok. But we're somewhat... incomplete."
Still holding Natalie, Nick maneuvered to a place where he was mostly level, and didn't have anything too uncomfortable sticking into his back.
He began thrusting up with his hips again. He raised himself up on his elbows so his mouth could attend to her breasts, taking care with the delicate skin given his sharp fangs.
As ready as he'd been before the accident, it didn't take long before Nick was ready to climax. He leaned back and brought his wrist to his mouth, biting into it. As the blood hit his mouth, he began to come within Natalie.
With a small bit of attention to her clit, Natalie joined him in climax.
They stayed together, Nick holding her, for as long as they could. Then they grabbed discarded clothing and went back inside to clean up, parting reluctantly as dawn approached.
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On Schanke's first night of work he was surprised to find a large box covering the top of his desk. "What's this?"
"A present."
Schanke examined the box. "A hammock? Nick, I always wanted one of these."
"I thought you had one."
Schanke chuckled. "Nah, I got a neighbor that does though. But funny thing, someone broke his the other night."
Nick didn't react. "Really."
"Yeah. Probably some kids goofing around or something. Some folks got no respect for property. But he thinks he saw who did it. That reminds me, I'm having the neighbors over for a barbecue, serve some of the fish I caught. Want to come?"
"I don't think so, Schank."
"You sure? I could set up this hammock. You could break it in."
"Really. I'm going to have to take a pass."
Schanke nodded. "Ok, but you don't know how fun these things can be."
"I'll take your word on it partner." Nick thought back to Natalie's face, her body, her passion. And he smiled.
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