After the Debate

challenge requirements:
Setting: Global Studios following the Bright Side debate
Stars: Corinne Grant and Paul McDermott
Words: smile, dining, office, desk, podium, video, cookie, beer, sticky, tape, scanner, print
Phrases: “I thought you’d never ask” “Who told you?” “Now that you mention it”
Year: 2000

Paul stepped out into the hallway of Global Studios, running a hand through his wet hair. He didn’t feel like going home after the debate so he’d gone to his dressing room to shower and change. He always loved stripping out of those suits and into his much preferred comfortable jeans and shirt.

He walked down the hall, sticking his head in the occasional office to see if anyone was still here. But it seemed as though everyone had left. In one of the offices he saw that a computer had been left on, so he went in there. Just as he was about to flick it off he noticed that the picture on the screen contained three familiar male faces. He discovered the same photo in the scanner, and couldn’t resist hitting the print button. He wrote a quick note on the printout and stuck it to the monitor with sticky tape, laughing to himself as he left the office. He always seemed to do silly things like that when he was bored.

As he kept wandering down the hall he wondered why he just didn’t go home. But for some reason he just didn’t feel like it. He went into the green room, grabbing himself a cold beer from the fridge. He also couldn’t resist stealing a cookie from Ted’s cookie jar. Beer and cookie in hand he went back out the now empty studio, walking around on the stage, standing at the podium, then walking over to sit at the desk again. He took a sip of the beer he was holding and leant back in the chair.

It had been a great debate, a lot of fun, as they always were. But there had been a few interesting moments as well, especially when Corinne had licked his face. He knew she was just playing around, but the feeling of her hands on his shoulders, her tongue on his hot skin ... he closed his eyes, trying to recapture that moment.

“Mind if I join you?”

He looked over towards the voice and saw Corinne walking towards him. She was carrying a beer of her own.

“Speak of the devil.”

“What?”

He flashed her a smile.

“Nothing. Pull up a chair.”

Corinne returned his smile and sat down next to him. They sat in silence sipping their beers, neither of them quite sure how to break the silence. Paul’s mind kept replaying that touch over and over again. Mikey cracked the joke about him being aroused, but the truth was that he had been very aroused, and he was even more so now.

“Paul?”

He shook himself from his thoughts and turned to see Corinne staring at him.

“Sorry what?”

“What are you thinking about?”

Paul felt himself blush and wondered if Corinne had noticed it. Apparently she had, because she moved closer to him. He didn’t dare look at her, fearing she would see the desire in his eyes. He took a deep breath. It was time for honesty.

“I was thinking about you.”

“Well now that you mention it, so was I.”

Paul turned to face her.

“You were thinking about yourself?”

She smacked him on the arm, and their joint laughter broke the tension they were both feeling. Paul placed his beer on the desk and turned in his chair so he was facing her.

“I’m serious. I was thinking about you.”

Corinne turned her chair as well. She leant a little closer to him.

“And what were you thinking?”

Paul leant in close, so his mouth was just inches away from hers. He whispered softly causing her to shiver.

“I was wondering how your tongue would feel on places other than my cheek.”

Corinne didn’t speak, instead she reached out and wrapped her arms around Paul’s body, pulling him to her and closing the distance between them. Their lips met for the first time in a desire-fuelled kiss, tongues and hands exploring each other as fast as they could. Paul eventually pulled away to take a breath.

“Wow.”

When Paul heard no response he turned to look at Corinne, and saw that she was smiling and staring at the desk. She looked back at him.

“How strong do you think this desk is?”

Paul smirked and got to his feet, jumping on top of the desk. He reached out and pulled Corinne to her feet so that she was positioned between his thighs. He pulled her close and as his tongue entered her mouth again she felt his erection pressing against her through his jeans, causing her to moan.

Corinne quickly made work of the buttons of his shirt, sliding it from his shoulders and tossing it to the floor. She ran her hands along his smooth chest as he continued his exploration of her mouth. He got to his feet again, removing each article of her clothing and kissing each bit of creamy white skin as it was revealed to him.

Paul laid her down on the desk and then removed his jeans and boxers, leaving him naked as well. He crawled full-length on top of her, and she could feel the tip of his hard cock pressing against her entrance, teasing her. He looked down and smiled.

“Care to find out just how strong the desk is?”

She returned his smile and answered him with a lingering kiss as he thrust his hips forward and buried himself deep inside of her. They soon fell into a rhythm, their hips and tongues meeting in two glorious dances, driving each other towards the brink of pleasure. With one final hard thrust Paul emptied his seed into her and she followed him over the edge, crying out his name as he came.

They lay there together for a moment, regaining their breath and enjoying the feel of each other. Paul eventually withdrew, sliding off the desk. He leant down and kissed Corinne softly on the lips, and when he pulled back she smiled up at him.

“Now I’m all sticky.”

He laughed, not expecting those particular words. He helped her to her feet and they began to slowly redress.

“Tell me Paul. You’ve done that before haven’t you?”

“Oh no, did it get out that I’m not a virgin? Who told you?”

She smacked him on the arm again and he laughed.

“I meant you’ve done that before on a table haven’t you?”

“Well my dining room table at home is pretty damn sturdy.”

She raised an eyebrow at him.

“Do I dare ask how you know that? No on second thoughts I don’t want to know. I do have one last question for you though.”

He finished buttoning up his shirt and walked over to her.

“And what’s that?”

“Where did you get that cookie?”

Paul smiled, wrapping his arms around Corinne’s waist and pulling her closer.

“I have a big box of chocolate chip cookies at my place.”

She smiled.

“Can we stay up all night watching videos and eating cookies?”

Paul smiled and kissed her again.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

THE END.