BEHIND THE LIGHTS

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Chapter 43

February 11th, 2017
Oslo, Norway
Addicted - Saving Abel

It was past eight on Saturday evening and Leah hadn’t replied to any of his messages or picked up when he called—that was weird as fuck. So Søren texted Chris, his answer confusing him.

Apparently, she was in a mood, the fight the night before had upset her. That’s all the guitarist had told him before proposing he went to their hotel to talk to her. He’d stay with the guys, he said.

As Søren parked, he strode towards the main entrance, checking the room number in the conversation he had with Chris.

Waiting for the elevator felt like an eternity and when it finally reached the ground floor, Søren rushed inside. What the fuck had he done for Leah to be mad at him? Why was she avoiding him like a plague?

The ding of the elevator pulled him out of his head.

As he walked down the corridor, his heart thumped harder in his chest, speeding up when he knocked on the door. Leah’s voice resonated inside the room, but couldn’t understand a single word as she was talking in German. Chris replied in a mocking tone, his voice and steps getting louder as he got closer to him.

“Hey,” he muttered as he opened the door.

“Hey,” Søren greeted him. “What happened?” he asked in a low voice.

“Who knows?” The guitarist rolled his eyes. “She’s not talking, just been acting bitchy all day, but I know her well enough to know that something’s really bothering her.”

“Astrid lost it last night, really bad, but other than that...”

“I don’t know, man. Just fix it. If you need anything, we’re in the room across the hallway.”

“Sure.” Søren nodded. “Thanks, man.”

“Was machst du—” Leah froze when he saw him at the doorway. She was barefoot and wearing the black pajamas with the Slytherin crest in the middle of the t-shirt—yeah, he knew about that shit—a chocolate braid swept over her shoulder. “What are you doing here?” He had never heard such a bitter tone coming out of her mouth.

“Bye!” Chris rushed out of the room, closing the door behind him.

“Hey...”

“What are you doing here?” She repeated, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Such a warm welcome...”

Stop it, dude, you’re not gonna fix shit with that attitude.

“What did you expect?” She snorted, stepping back when he got closer to her.

“What do you mean?” he asked, leaving his coat on the chair beside a small desk.

“Really?” she said in a mocking tone, sitting on the bed, crossing one leg over the other.

“I know things got out of hand last night, but I don’t know why you’re so mad at me,” he confessed, sitting on the chair, facing her with his elbows resting on his knees. Her body language was screaming don’t come closer to me.

“Oh, wow!” She let out a false, creepy laugh that gave him the chills. The type women usually do before snapping at you. “So you’re playing innocent now, Wolff?”

The way she pronounced his last name, spitting poison, made him flinch. “I’m not playing at anything, Leah, what the fuck’s wrong with you?”

“What’s wrong with me? You fucking left with her last night, then sent me a text just saying that you were sorry about everything, that we’d talk tomorrow, and you haven’t tried to contact me again till midday, so you tell me.”

“Yes, I took her home because I had to talk to her.”

“Talk.” Leah snorted, rolling her eyes.

“Yes, talk.”

“You know you’re pretty well known for fucking around a lot, right?” Even though her words bothered him, he bit his tongue and stared at her, trying for once to control his temper. “You didn’t sleep at her house or anything?” Her expression pulled to a sarcastic scowl.

Søren opened his eyes wide, shocked. They weren’t a couple, but why would he fuck someone else while she was around? Especially Astrid.

Ew.

“You think I slept with her?” He had to confirm that was what she was trying to say.

“You didn’t?”

“Jesus, no!”

“So there’s nothing between you two?”

“Hell, no! I already told you.”

“Then why did you leave with her? After everything she said you should have been angry at her, yet you acted all nice and sweet, walking her to your car.” Leah looked confused and angry.

Søren pinched the bridge of his nose and softly chuckled, finally getting what all that was about.

“What’s so funny?” She frowned.

Shaking his head and letting out a sigh, he smiled. “You’re cute when you’re mad for no reason.”

“I do have a reason.” Leah glared at him.

“Really?” He crooked an eyebrow.

“Yeah.”

Letting out a sigh and smiling, he spoke again, “I didn’t want to make things worse than they already were,” he paused, searching her eyes.

“Oh, well done then.” She scoffed.

“Look... Not gonna get into the details, but Astrid’s lost many people in her life and that’s turned her into someone with serious possessiveness issues... Alex and I have been the only family she’s ever had, and well, she’s afraid to lose any of us.”

“But I haven’t done anything to make her hate me like she does! It’s not like you’re moving to another country because of me. We’re not even dating,” Leah muttered.

“I know... but that’s the way her mind works.” He shrugged. “And since you’re not just another one on my list, I had to break it down for her.” He paused. “So I drove her to her apartment, talked with her in the car, well, actually argued with her. That’s all. But I got home really late, and I was exhausted, that’s why I didn’t call you before.”

“Oh.” It was everything Leah could say, her body finally relaxing. “Okay.”

“So...” Søren slowly moved towards her, dragging his bottom lip between his teeth to hold the grin. “You were jealous?”

“What the fuck? No!”

“Then why were you mad at me?” He smirked as all the anger he was perceiving from her dissipated before him.

“Because—” She reclined on her hands on the bed, pressing her tattooed foot against his stomach. “Don’t get closer.”

“What are you scared of?” he quipped, flashing her a devilish grin.

“Look, I don’t care if this”—she flicked a finger between them—“is not serious, I’m fine with the no strings attached kind of relationship, it’s fun and we understand each other pretty well.”

“That we do,” he said in a husky voice as he locked his eyes with hers, fingers trailing up and down her calf, giving her goosebumps.

“Let me finish.”

Søren tittered, biting on his bottom lip, gesturing with his head for her to continue.

“So... Yeah, I’m okay with this arrangement we have, but I don’t like to share. For safety reasons,” she added the last part when he quirked a brow. “If you want to sleep with someone else, okay, do it, but fucking tell me. We can keep being friends, no biggie.”

“Are you done?”

“Yeah.”

“You really are an awful liar,” Søren said.

“Whatever.” Leah rolled her eyes, the tension in her leg fading.

He used that moment to set her foot aside and slip between her legs, one knee bent on the mattress, pressing his crotch against her center as his lips hovered over hers. “As long as you keep sucking me the way you do, I don’t want or need anyone else,” he teased.

“What the hell!” She slapped his shoulder, laughing. He fucking loved that sound.

“Am I forgiven?” he asked, brushing his lips over hers as his fingers hooked in the waistband of her clothes, slowly pulling her pants and underwear down.

“I guess so...”

They hadn’t talked about their status before, but he definitely understood what she was trying to say. With their jobs, the distance, and all the shit going on in his life, he couldn’t think about a serious relationship, but he definitely didn’t like imagining her with other men after being with him. It was something that bugged him like a fucking bee fluttering around your head in summer while you’re just trying to relax by the pool. Ego, some would say, but fuck it, he didn’t want her to enjoy the touch of someone else.

“Shit!” she breathed out when he licked and sucked on her clit after softly kissing her mound and inner thighs. He had been wanting to do that since the night before when he saw she was all smooth, fucking soft, and bare.

“I think I owe you something...” he commented as he trapped her tongue in a slow, sensual kiss before lying down on his back, dick getting hard just thinking about it.

“What are you talking about?” she asked, grabbing the hand he had held out to her.

Pulling her over him so she could straddle him, he placed the pillow beside him and then slid down a little, pushing her ass towards his chest.

“Oh.” She mouthed, crawling up on the bed until her knees were framing his head.

Søren grabbed her hips and pulled her down, feeling her shudder as he planted his mouth on her, running his tongue flat along her slit. She was already wet, her natural scent awakening the beast inside of him.

“Fuck!” she moaned, arching her back, hands gripping the headboard.

As he worked on her, licking her all the way up a few more times, his hands traveled up rolling her shirt, which she took off as he cupped her breasts, giving them a light squeeze. Fucking soft and plump, he never had enough of her.

Leah quickly found her groove as he played her with his tongue, flexing and swirling around her clit, stroking her entirely, thrusting into her as she rotated her hips back and forth over him.

His hands gripped tightly onto her ass, dick twitching when Leah moaned as she literally fucked his mouth, rocking over his face at a slow and steady pace.

Saying that sex with her was arousing was an understatement. Her confidence and naturality with everything related to sex—life in general—was a huge turn on, but the way they understood each other was completely new for him.

They had a connection that made his whole being throb with enthusiasm. It was something deep, unspeakable, and real, just like the blazing sparks that burned his skin when she touched him.

Suddenly, her legs trembled, and she leaned slightly forward, looking down at him, pupils blown with a hand clutching onto the headboard as the other ran through his hair.

Her breathing became heavier and sharper as she relentlessly grinded on him, whimpers rolling off her parted lips, brows creased together, twisting her face in that gorgeous orgasmic expression he loved so fucking much.

Søren kept stroking her with his tongue, pleasuring her the way he knew she liked, pounding into her with two fingers as he wrapped his free arm around her thigh.

“Oh, God—Yes... Fuck!” she cried, squeezing her eyes shut.

The wet sounds and whimpers mixing in a cloud of lust as his own breathing accelerated. The blood palpitating so hard in his crotch he felt about to explode.

As her movements became shaky, he continued the delicious attack on her pussy, prolonging the ecstasy, drinking her as she stiffened, coming undone in his mouth.

He stared at her in awe, taking all the sensations in, as he withdrew his fingers from her. Then, he softly kissed her thighs, giving her time to come down from her high.

When Leah regained her composure, or at least part of it, she moved away, panting, sprawling on the bed beside him.

Wiping his mouth with his thumb after licking her juices from his fingers, he got up and walked towards his discarded clothes. As he rolled a condom over his shaft, he watched her. She was staring back at him, chest heaving, cheeks and neck covered in a beautiful blush screaming sex. She couldn’t be more alluring even if she tried.

“I swear I’ve gone blind for a few seconds,” she mumbled as he laid atop her.

“Should I feel bad for feeling proud about it?” He crooked an eyebrow.

“I’m gonna die with one of those one day... but”—she gasped when the tip of his cock touched her entrance—“I love the mind-blowingness of each orgasm I’ve had with you,” she confessed, trapping him in that beautiful forest of browns and greens when her gaze fixed on him.

“Good.” He smirked, slowly pushing himself inside of her, dragging a raspy moan out of her throat. “Fuck...” he groaned, savoring the electricity running through him when he fully sank inside of her.

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