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Food Contact Paper Market Forecast 2024-2033

Overview and Scope Food contact paper is a form of food packaging material that comes into contact with food to expedite transportation, avoid contamination, and extend the shelf life of packed food items. This type of food packaging paper has barrier qualities, heat retention, and moisture emissivity, all of which contribute to increased food safety.

Sizing and Forecast The food contact paper market size has grown steadily in recent years. It will grow from $71.55 billion in 2023 to $74.44 billion in 2024 at a compound annual growth rate (CAGR) of 4.0%. The growth in the historic period can be attributed to consumer safety concerns, market expansion in food packaging, innovation in barrier coatings, sustainability initiatives, consumer preferences for convenience.

The food contact paper market size is expected to see steady growth in the next few years. It will grow to $88.64 billion in 2028 at a compound annual growth rate (CAGR) of 4.5%. The growth in the forecast period can be attributed to digitalization in packaging, global food packaging growth, shift to bio-based materials, sustainable packaging demands. Major trends in the forecast period include antimicrobial properties, single-use packaging solutions, transparency and labeling, biodegradable and compostable materials, customized and brand-specific packaging.

Segmentation & Regional Insights The food contact paper market covered in this report is segmented-

1) By Type: Poly Coated, Non-Poly Coated 2) By Material: Kraft Paper, Specialty Paper, Recycled Paper, Other Materials 3) By Application: Bakery And Confectionery, Fresh Food, Dairy Products, Fast Food, Baby Food, Other Applications

North America was the largest region in the food contact paper market in 2023. Asia-Pacific is expected to be the fastest-growing region in the global food contact paper market report during the forecast period. The regions covered in the food contact paper market report are Asia-Pacific, Western Europe, Eastern Europe, North America, South America, Middle East, Africa

Major Driver Impacting Market Growth Rising demand for bakery products is expected to propel the growth of the food contact paper market in the coming future. Bakery products refer to a wide range of food items that are baked in an oven, such as bread, cakes, pastries, cookies, muffins, croissants, and bagels. The bakery industry is one of the major users of food contact paper, as bakery products like bread, cakes, pastries, and cookies require proper packaging to maintain their freshness and quality. For instance, in January 2023, according to the report published by Agriculture and Agri-Food Canada, a department of the Government of Canada, the value of bread and bakery food products imported by Mexico from around the world in 2021 amounted to $198.5 million, with an accompanying import volume of 72.1 thousand metric tons. The primary suppliers to Mexico were the United States, accounting for 79.2% of the market share ($157.2 million), followed by Canada at 4.7% ($9.4 million). Notably, Canada emerged as the second-largest import market for Mexico, with a significant growth rate of 25.0% between 2017 and 2021. Therefore, the rising demand for bakery products is driving the food contact paper market.

Key Industry Players

Major companies operating in the food contact paper market report are Mondi PLC, Westrock Company, Pudumjee Paper Products Ltd., Asian Pulp & Paper Company, Ahlstrom- Munksjo Oyj, Georgia-Pacific LLC, Twin River Paper Company, UPM-Kymmene Corporation, Schweitzer-Mauduit International Inc., SCG Packaging Public Company Limited, PT. Indah Kiat Pulp & Paper Tbk, Business Process Management, Seaman Paper Company, Maesindo Indonesia, PT Parisindo Pratama, Harwal Group of Companies, Huhtamaki Oyj, International Paper Company, Smurfit Kappa Group, Stora Enso Oyj, Sappi Limited, Metsä Board Corporation, Nippon Paper Industries Co. Ltd., Oji Holdings Corporation, Daio Paper Corporation, Rengo Co. Ltd., Shandong Chenming Paper Holdings Limited, Fujian Liansheng Paper Industry Co. Ltd., Guangdong Guanhao High-Tech Co. Ltd., Lee & Man Paper Manufacturing Limited, Nine Dragons Paper (Holdings) Limited, Shanying International Holdings Co. Ltd., Shenzhen Jinjia Group Co. Ltd., GM Packaging Ltd., Superiorpaper Pty Ltd., KRPA Holding CZ a.s., SK Hynix Inc., Nordic Paper

The food contact paper market report table of contents includes:

1. Executive Summary 2. Food Contact Paper Market Characteristics 3. Food Contact Paper Market Trends And Strategies 4. Food Contact Paper Market — Macro Economic Scenario 5. Global Food Contact Paper Market Size and Growth . . . 31. Global Food Contact Paper Market Competitive Benchmarking 32. Global Food Contact Paper Market Competitive Dashboard 33. Key Mergers And Acquisitions In The Food Contact Paper Market 34. Food Contact Paper Market Future Outlook and Potential Analysis 35. Appendix

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Scarred for Life - Beckett x Clarette (F!MC)

Summary: Beckett and Clarette have an entire afternoon to themselves… or so they think.

Rating: NSFW

Words: 1632

Author’s Notes: This takes place in their second year at Penderghast! I fully blame @lady-dianelewis for prompting me to do a flash fic challenge that turned into this. Beckett doesn’t belong to me (unfortunately), but the story does. No Beta used.

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  "Clarette, the door’s locked, right?" Beckett asked while he pinned her against the wall, his mouth finding the sensitive spot on her neck right under her ear. His left hand trailed over the curve of her breast and down her side, before squeezing her ass as he pulled her closer to his larger frame.

Clarette moaned as she felt him against her, his length pressing into her stomach. "Yes, I locked it. Besides, Shreya has classes and Atlas is training so we have the afternoon free here."

She pressed her lips to his as he picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist. He carried her to bed, the mattress sinking under their weight as his body covered hers.

Beckett made quick work of their clothes, the feel of her bare skin against his own lighting his blood ablaze. Leaning down, he traced the hollow of her neck with his tongue, eliciting a purr from her throat.

"You know, we could've always gone back to your room if you wanted to be sure," she mused.

He replied by kissing her hard, his hand slipping in between her legs as he shoved two fingers into her.

She broke the kiss, her head falling back on the pillow as her eyes shut in ecstasy. A strangled noise escaped her as he pumped his fingers in and out of her.

"My room's further and I couldn't wait to be in you," he growled in her ear. He removed his hand, licking his fingers as he stared into her chocolate orbs.

She whimpered, biting her lip, her gaze flitting to his mouth and then back to his eyes. Seeing him take such control turned her on to no end, the slickness at her apex evidence of her excitement.

Hooking an arm under her leg, he thrust into her long and deep, her pussy fitting him like a glove. A satisfied groan left him as he sheathed himself fully in her, the sound of his name being screamed from her lips an absolute melody to his ears.

Clarette snaked her arms around his neck, bringing him in for a hard kiss as their tongues fought for dominance. She found herself giving in as he pulled out, only to rock forward again, slamming his hard cock into her. Her nails dug into his back as she held on for dear life, his pace unforgiving.

Feeling his release nearing, Beckett slowed his tempo, not wanting to come until she did. He kissed her languidly, his strokes hitting her spot perfectly as he raised her other leg to adjust his angle. Their eyes connected as he moved within her, their panting breaths mingling as he picked up his rhythm, her hips meeting his every movement.

Sounds of pleasure filled the air as they became one. Beckett and Clarette were lost in a blissful oblivion and completely unaware of anything outside themselves. The only thing that existed in the entire world at that moment were each other.

Not once did the creak of the door enter their consciousness, even though it had been locked.

“Hey Clarette, I didn't know you were - OH GOD, MY EYES. I DID NOT NEED TO SEE YOU FUCKING MY SISTER!!” Atlas shrieked, her voice registering too late.

Beckett nearly fell off the bed as he rolled off Clarette, catching himself at the last minute. His whole body turned red as he buried his head in her shoulder in utter embarrassment.

Clarette flung the sheet over them, instant mortification causing the lightbulbs in the chandelier to burst. Her hand flew upward and covered her profile as she tried to hide in Beckett’s hair, all the while muttering obscenities to no one in particular.

Atlas closed her eyes as she threw a hand over her face, turning around as fast as she had come in. She bumped into the wall before making a hasty exit out of the bedroom, shutting the door with such force that it didn’t stay closed. The common room door slammed seconds later, leaving the couple all alone.

After a few moments, Beckett lifted his head and groaned. “I thought you said you locked the door.”

“I did! I don't know how she could've opened it.”

“I cannot believe she walked in on us.” Getting up, he put his boxer briefs on before inspecting and closing the door. His face crinkled as he examined the ill-fitting door knob. “Clarette?”

“Yeah?”

“Did you ever get the door knob fixed from that first night we were... together?”

Her eyes widened. “From last year? When you popped it off the door?”

A sheepish expression crossed his face as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah.”

“I put it back with some metal magick but I don’t think it ever got looked at.”

“Well, that explains why she barged in here,” he said resolutely, running a hand through his hair.

“This is going to be fun facing her later.” Clarette chuckled at the absurdity of the situation. “On the bright side, at least now we can finish what we started.” She slid the sheet down, exposing her body to Beckett.

“You may have a point,” he walked back to bed, losing his underwear along the way. Beckett leaned over and kissed her deeply, a moan emanating from deep within him. “I do make it a priority to complete the task at hand,” he murmured against her lips. “But this time, I can be thorough to make sure I hit all the right spots.”

She giggled as he descended upon her once more, this time the complete opposite of their frenzied pace from earlier. They made love the rest of the afternoon, uninterrupted.

Two days later…

Beckett and Clarette approached the table that the other girls of Motley Crue were eating lunch at, sitting down in the empty seats that were saved. He placed an arm around her shoulder, planting a quick kiss on the side of her head.

Atlas blanched at the sight of her twin and boyfriend, a frown appearing instantaneously. She pushed her chair back, a loud screech echoing through the dining hall as she hurriedly jumped up from the table, not sparing a second glance at the couple in question while exiting the room.

Shreya exchanged looks with Aster, a concerned expression on her face. “Clarette, is everything alright with you and Atlas? She’s been very touchy whenever anyone’s brought you up… or Beckett for that matter.”

Clarette smiled sunnily, not giving a hint of anything wrong. “Everything’s fine! Still adjusting to this whole ‘I have a twin’ thing, I guess! And she’s probably sick of all the PDA, right, B?”

Beckett flushed, clearing his throat. “That must be it, nothing more.” He took a quick sip of his water, instead concerning himself with the stained-glass windows rather than the curious glances from the table.

Aster branched out spontaneously, sensing the odd behavior from both. She gasped and her jaw fell, a rosy bloom tinting her green skin while the flowers in her hair stood at attention. Breaking out of her trance, she peeked at Clarette, trying to pick her next words carefully. “Hmmm, Clarette, did you ever notice how many trees are outside your window?” She asked subtly.

Clarette’s eyebrows raised in surprise, thankful that she was the only one privy to the knowledge of how Aster’s branching abilities worked. “No, I wasn’t, but thanks for letting me know.”

The wood nymph’s eyes quickly shot to Beckett before returning to the Sun-Att. “You might want to talk to your sister, by the way,” Aster looked at her imploringly. She branched out once more. “She’s down by the lake.”

“Got it! I’ll go find her right now.” Clarette said her goodbyes to the table before kissing Beckett on the cheek, rushing out to find her twin. Bounding across campus, she spotted her sister pacing along the shoreline, racing down to her.

“Atlas, I - ”

“Clarette, no.” The platinum haired twin twirled on her heel and held up her hand, her face scrunching up. “I don't want to hear it.” She pinched the bridge of her nose, taking a deep breath. “How hard is it to lock the fucking door?! All I see now is Beckett’s pale, pasty ass and you… GAH. I NEED BRAIN BLEACH!” A queasy look crossed her features.

“… But he does have a great ass, doesn’t he?” Clarette grinned shamelessly.

“You are absolutely impossible, you know that?” Atlas cracked a smile, shaking her head. “I’m embarrassed to be related to you.”

Clarette hugged her sister tightly. “You know you love me, sis!”

“That’s debatable right now.” She squirmed out of her sister’s grasp, pointing a finger at her. “And don’t touch me while I still have that damned visual of you and Harrington in my head.”

The brunette tried to hook arms with her, only for Atlas to nimbly dodge her attempts, leaving both cackling and wheezing with effort. “Just to let you know, I did lock the door. It never got fixed, though.”

The Moon-Att raised her eyebrow suspiciously. “Fixed from what?”

Her sister’s eyes twinkled with amusement. “Well, last year after the championship party when Beckett and I first slept together – “

“You know what? I don’t need to know.” She patted her sibling on the shoulder. “Good job, Clarette. Out of all the things I’ve seen through the years of running from Raife and yet it’s you who manages to have me shrieking with something so gross.”

“You should feel lucky that I haven’t gone into detail with what he can do with his tongue!” Clarette snorted with laughter in response, successfully hooking arms with Atlas as they started the trek back to the main building. “Then I’d really leave you scarred for life!”

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Food Contact Paper Market Size by Top Leading Key Players, Growth Opportunities, Incremental Revenue, Trends, Outlook and Forecasts to 2027

Transparency Market Research delivers key insights on the food contact paper market in its published report, which includes global industry analysis, size, share, growth, trends, and forecast for 2019–2027. In terms of revenue, the global food contact paper market is estimated to expand at a CAGR of ~4% during the forecast period, owing to numerous factors, about which, TMR offers thorough insights and forecasts in this report.

Food Contact Paper Market: An Overview

Food contact paper plays an essential role in the foodservice industry. The growing demand for paper-based packaging products is expected to boost the global food contact paper market in the coming years. Leading food companies are collaborating with emerging online foodservice platforms to establish themselves as well-known brands across the globe. Owing to this, food contact paper comes into the picture and acts as a branding and marketing tool for various fast food companies, bakeries, and quick-service restaurants.

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Increasing awareness regarding the need for recyclable products is expected to boost the growth of the food contact paper market in the next eight years. Stringent regulations related to the consumption of single-use plastic packaging products are also projected to propel the demand for sustainable packaging solutions, such as food contact paper.

Online Foodservice and Increasing Number of Fast Food Outlets to Drive Market Growth

With more than 42,000 locations across 112 countries and more than 37,800 locations across 119 countries, respectively, Subway and McDonald’s are the top fast food restaurants in the world. These fast food companies are expanding their businesses in developing nations such as ASEAN countries. Additionally, these restaurants are providing their products with food-grade paper-based packaging solutions. Therefore, an increment in the number of fast-food outlets is anticipated to boost the food contact paper market growth in the next decade. Manufacturers in the industry are looking forward to investing in recyclable food contact paper material to provide more sustainable and eco-friendly products. However, greaseproof paper remains a widely-used food contact paper across the world, which provides high barrier properties to the packaging.

Manufacturers’ Preference: Specialty Food Contact Paper

Sandwiches, burgers, pizzas, cookies, and other bakery & fast food products require the appropriate packaging, as it comes in direct contact with food products. Therefore, to attain the necessary barrier properties, manufacturers treat food contact paper with certain chemicals. Food contact paper is also known as greaseproof paper, waxed paper, and foil paper. Some food manufacturers use these papers for filtering, cooking, and frying, which is expected to push the growth of the food contact paper market. Furthermore, food contact paper should be made in accordance with FDA food contact material regulations, which differ for different countries. For manufacturers, making food contact material in compliance with government regulations, such as exclusion of PFAS chemicals and usage of food grade materials, is expected to be a key factor in achieving a significant foothold in the market.

Food Contact Paper Market: Competition Landscape

Food contact paper manufacturers are looking forward to invest to offer recyclable products, along-with investments in the developing regions of the world, such as India, ASEAN, and GCC countries.

The competitive intensity in the food contact paper market is discussed based on revenue share analysis, market structure, and segmental share of different companies. Key manufacturers included in the report are SCG Packaging PCL, PT. Indah Kiat Pulp & Paper Tbk (Asian Pulp & Paper Group), Ahlstrom-Munksjö Oyj., Nordic Paper AS, Seaman Paper Company, Schweitzer-Mauduit International, Inc., Twin River Paper Company, Westrock Company, Pudumjee Paper Products, Mondi Plc, Metsä Board Corporation, Quick Pack Pacific Co., Ltd., Detmold Group, PT Parisindo Pratama, and PT. Maesindo Indonesia, among others.

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Global Food Contact Paper Market: Structure

Food Contact Paper Market by Material

Kraft Paper

Specialty Paper

Recycled Paper

Brown Grade

White Grade

Greaseproof Paper

Wax Paper

Foil Paper & Others

Food Contact Paper Market by Thickness

Up to 30 GSM

30 - 50 GSM

Above 50 GSM

Food Contact Paper Market by End Use

Bakery & Confectionery Products

Fresh Food

Fast Food

Dairy Products

Baby Food

Other Food

Burgers

Pizzas

Sandwiches

Wrap & Rolls

Chicken

Other Snack Food

Food Contact Paper Market by Application

Hotels & Restaurants

Bakeries & Cafes

Fast Food Outlets

Movie Cinemas

Airline & Railway Catering

Others

Food Contact Paper Market by Region

North America

Latin America

Europe

Asia Pacific

Middle East & Africa

U.S.

Canada

Brazil

Mexico

Argentina

Rest of Latin America

Germany

France

Italy

Spain

U.K.

BENELUX

Russia

Poland

Rest of Europe

China

India

ASEAN

Australia & New Zealand

Japan

Rest of APAC

GCC Countries

Northern Africa

South Africa

Rest of Middle East & Africa

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Office Hours - Beckett x Clarette

Summary: Clarette takes up Professor Harrington’s offer to see him during his office hours.

Rating: NSFW

Words: 3631

Author’s Notes: Beckett roleplaying as a professor? You know there was only one way for this to go. This takes place after “Scarred for Life” and none of the reading material mentioned exists. Thanks to @walkerismychoice for telling me to go forth with the idea (great minds think alike) and getting me out of my writer’s block! Beckett doesn’t belong to me (unfortunately), but the story does. No Beta used.

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  "Clarette, you're absolutely ridiculous, you know that?" Shreya laughed while putting the final touch of lip gloss on her roommate. Taking a step back, she admired her handiwork in helping execute her best friend's plan, as asinine as it was.

Clarette looked at herself in the mirror, smiling widely. "We’re supposed to have a study date, and knowing Beckett, he's been studying all day. I'm just deciding to give him a break the rest of the night. Beckett's not even going to know what hit him." Turning to Shreya, both girls gave each other air kisses on each cheek. "Thanks for helping me out, as always.”

"What is a best friend for if not to help her bestie get laid? Go forth, have all the great sex! But don't tell me about it. The last thing I need is a visual of Beckett every time I see him." She scrunched her face, shaking her head. "I really feel for Atlas, that poor girl. No wonder she had reservations about staying here.”

"It wasn't my fault, I swear!” Clarette threw her hands up in an exaggerated manner just as her twin walked through the door.

"What did you do this time, huh, Clarette?" Atlas asked, before looking at her sister. One glance at Clarette's outfit told her all she needed to know. "You know what? I'm not even going to ask. Just as long as you and Harrington are doing God knows what away from me." With that, she stalked into the room and shut the door behind her.

Shreya started giggling uncontrollably at Atlas' ornery tone while ushering Clarette towards the exit.

"Wait! By the way, you don't happen to have a raspberry lollipop, do you?"

The socialite grabbed her Gucci Dionysus purse, rummaging through the contents. "Et Voila, une sucette framboise pour vous!" She brandished a fancy French lollipop, the wrapper magically undoing itself.

Clarette put the candy in her mouth, laughing. "This isn't the only thing going in my mouth tonight!"

Shreya made a face while pushing her out of the common room door. "One, that was TMI. Two, I'll see you in the morning." She gave a quick wink and a grin before closing the door.

Clarette cackled to herself as she walked through the unusually quiet hallways of the dormitory, counting her lucky stars that the corridors were empty as she made the quick trek to Beckett's suite. The normally two minute walk felt like ten, especially in the custom, five inch Mary Jane Manolo Blahniks that currently adorned her feet, thanks to Shreya's connections. Arriving at his suite, she took a deep breath as she knocked on the door, sticking the piece of candy back in her mouth.

"Just a minute!" Beckett's rich tenor called out from the other side, accompanied by various shuffling of papers and books closing. His footsteps neared before the heavy door swung wide open. "Clarette, you're earl-“ The smile he wore disappeared; instead, surprise was written all over his face as his jaw hung agape, his eyes going wide as he took in her appearance.

His gaze started from her feet and traveled up her long legs, which were elongated by the high heels. He unconsciously licked his lips while making his way further up, the short, pleated, plaid skirt she wore barely covering her ass. The skirt sat low on her hips, her flat midriff on display below the knot of a tight, white button down shirt. The shirt itself only had two buttons done, her cleavage on display for him and him alone.

Clarette took the lolli out of her mouth with an accentuated pop, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Good evening, Professor Harrington," she smiled coquettishly, "I'm glad to have caught you during your office hours. I'm extremely interested in discussing the dream hexes you mentioned during the first week and what I can do to raise my grade. If we have time, if you could possibly help with Metal Theory, as well."

Beckett pulled her in quickly, double locking the door behind them. "Clarette, what are you doing? Did anyone see you on your way here?"

Ignoring his questions, she leaned over the table inspecting the books strewn about, making sure he got a good view of her behind. "Rinaldi's Deciphering the Akashic Code: Unlocking the Magick of the Seed Crystal." She looked over her shoulder at him, shooting him an innocent smile. "Sounds exhilarating."

He gulped, trying his hardest to not stare at everything she had on display. He found his mouth dry as he attempted to speak, his voice a little rougher than it was not even two minutes earlier. Clearing his throat, he responded as evenly possible. "Yes, it is quite fascinating, actually. The different distances between the striations are slowly being translated... and hold on, if you follow me, I’ll just show you.”

She trailed him into the room as he picked up a tapered quartz with multiple markings on each side. She couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm over his studies. He turned around, placing the crystal in her hands while closing his hands over hers.

"Can you feel that? The ridges?" He beamed as their fingers glided over the markings.

Nodding, she was overtaken with the sense of Magick that was held within. "What else can you teach me about these?” She asked with sincerity.

He smiled softly, taking the crystal back. "These also are highly vibrational and can sometimes cause a warm tingling sensation or trigger lightheadedness. Would you like a demonstration?"

Clarette found herself short of breath in anticipation. He ran the stone up her arm, barely touching her, yet her skin felt afire wherever Beckett had grazed over it. He then ghosted it over her neck, her skin becoming warm and sensitive as the crystal reacted with her innate Magick. Bending over, he kissed her neck soothingly, causing a gasp to escape her. She closed her eyes, feeling lightheaded. She wasn’t sure if it was the crystal’s effects or Beckett himself.

He pulled away abruptly, placing the stone on his desk. Biting the inside of his cheek, he took a moment to think about how he wanted to continue the charade. Smiling to himself, he thought, 'If this is how she's going to play this, then game on.'

"Ms. LeFleur, I apologize. It was terribly improper of me to demonstrate the physical properties of these minerals." He turned around, crossing his arms while he leaned on the desk, fighting the quirk on his lips.

Clarette regained her bearings upon hearing the playful smile in his tone. She took a few steps forward, brushing against him while leaning over to throw the remainder of the lollipop into the disappearing trash bin next to the desk.

"There's no need to apologize, Professor," her voice dropped seductively. "I am very interested in learning about all the physical aspects that you have knowledge of."

Beckett groaned as she pressed her body into his, the softness of her curves a stark contrast to the hard planes of his. He found himself completely intoxicated with her and he wasn't sure what turned him on more; the physical stimulation with way she looked or her mental stimulation with the questions about his research.

His hands encircled her waist, dropping slightly to squeeze her tight ass, bringing her closer. He lowered his face to hers after she snaked her arms around his neck, her plump lips beckoning him.

Their lips lightly brushed against one another, before she pulled away slightly, a sly smile gracing her features. "Why Professor, is that a rock in your pants or are you just happy to see me?"

Beckett couldn't help but chuckle at her bad joke, before placing his lips on hers heatedly. "You have no idea how happy I am to see my favorite pupil."

"Hmmm. I really hope you mean your only pupil." She sucked at his pulse point, lightly nipping at the skin while her hand traveled south, squeezing him through his pants.

He groaned in her ear, shuddering at her touch. "Yes, Ms. LeFleur; you are correct yet again. You are my favorite and only pupil." He felt her grin after leaving a mark on his neck.

"Good. You should know by now, I don't like sharing." She took two steps back, taking his hands in hers while she pulled him off the desk, switching positions. "Now, Professor," she pushed him playfully into the desk's accompanying chair, "I'm sure you know by now, I'm not doing that well in Metal Theory. Everything is just so hard and rigid. Is there anything I can do to get it up?" She sat on his lap, straddling him. "Though I think getting it up is definitely the least of your worries."

Beckett was lost in the moment as Clarette kissed him deeply, their tongues intertwining. She enveloped him in her arms, one hand gently scratching the nape of his neck while he pulled her closer. A moan reverberated through him as he recognized the flavor the candy left behind.

“You taste like raspberries,” he mused, sucking on her neck.

“I thought you would appreciate my ability to recall details. If I had more time, I would have grabbed you that cake you like so much for a few extra points.” She rolled her hips forward while running a hand through his hair. “But maybe you can think of something better for extra credit.”

"Yes, I believe that can be arranged," he murmured, their mouths connecting once more. His hands wandered up her thighs, stroking the smooth skin now exposed thanks to the skirt that had ridden up dangerously high. “But first, you asked about Metal Theory,” he groaned, his erection pressing into her. He could feel her heat through his trousers as she grinded against him and this was taking all of his composure to not give into her immediately. He trailed a pathway with his lips, from her neck to her bosom, smirking in satisfaction when she sighed in pleasure. "The first lesson, to master metal, is that you must become comfortable with it. Hold it. Be one with it."

Clarette leaned back, slowly unbuttoning his slate grey shirt, letting her nails trace over his chest and abs; watching his muscles involuntarily flex under her touch was something she would never tire of. "Is there a way you prefer me to master your metal?" she grinned coyly, preferring to undo his belt buckle the old fashioned way instead of using her second attunement.

Beckett's breath caught as she unzipped his pants tantalizingly slow, freeing him from the constraints of his trousers and underwear. He swallowed as she ran her fingers down his length, before she climbed off of him and got down on her knees in front of him. His eyes flared with desire and his heart rate skyrocketed seeing her in this position.

Placing her palms on his thighs, she massaged them lightly and leisurely moved up his legs, only to purposely avoid around his erect member. She could see him holding his breath with expectation for her next move. Glancing up at him through her lashes, her eyes twinkled with mischief before she placed a hand on his abs, trailing them lower in an unhurried fashion.

"Is this what you had in mind when you said to hold it?" she smiled, wrapping her fingers around his swollen shaft.

Beckett nodded in confirmation, his jaw going slack as he watched her lick the underside of his massive cock, from base to tip. He let out a shaky breath as she swirled her tongue around his head, licking the precum off before placing a gentle kiss on him.

Not wasting another moment, Clarette took him into her mouth, the action nearly making his hips buck forward. His eyes closed and his head lolled back in enjoyment while she worked him up and down. Feeling her free hand once again on his torso, he opened his eyes to look at her, placing his hand over hers and giving a gentle squeeze in appreciation.

She smiled up at him after she removed him from her mouth, one hand still firmly around his shaft. Making her way further down, she held eye contact as she licked his balls, then proceeded to take each one into her mouth, tenderly tonguing both of them.

"Clarette, you're marvelous," he uttered breathlessly.

"You're not so bad yourself, Professor Harrington," she smiled, getting up and kissing him fiercely.

The kiss was over all too soon and Beckett groaned in disappointment as she pulled away. He watched her intently, his gaze raking her body as she walked back to the desk. Turning around, she gave him a playful smile before hopping up to sit with her legs crossed on the wooden furniture.

“I checked out the books you recommended, but I don’t think they can help me with what I want to know about dream hexes. I hope you’ll be able to help me with my current dilemma.”

He swallowed thickly. "Please, do go on, Ms. LeFleur."

"You see, I have this recurring dream," she started, unbuttoning her shirt slowly, the garment falling open to reveal her black, lace bra. "And you're always in it, Professor." She uncrossed her legs, spreading her knees so he had a clear view of her.

Beckett's eyes widened and his jaw dropped simultaneously. "My god, Clarette, you – you’re not wearing anything under there." His hand went to his still hard dick, squeezing himself. Licking his lips, his eyes roamed her body, eventually settling on the sight of her glistening slit. He started stroking his manhood, trying to stave off the instinct of needing to bury himself in her.

She continued on, the only indication that she heard his statement was the teasing smile that appeared on her face. "And they always make me so wet. Can you help me with this? Have I been hexed?" Clarette asked, running a finger down her glistening slit.

He shot out of his chair, discarding his clothes with lightning speed. In seconds, he held her face in his hands, his mouth on hers with unbridled passion. He pulled her shirt off hastily, her bra soon following. All he could think of this instant was being inside her. He nudged her legs apart even further, their bodies in complete contact with his length pressing up against her slickened folds.

They broke for air, their kisses leaving them short of breath. She placed a light kiss on the corner of his mouth before sharing a heated gaze with him.

"I need you in me, Beckett."

He reached down and took his cock in hand, rubbing it over her dripping sex and spreading her juices over himself. Positioning his head at her entrance, he took her with one swift movement, her tight core invaded by his swollen member.

"Beckett!" she screamed his name in pleasure as his thickness filled her completely to the brim.

"Fuck, Clarette, you feel so good," Beckett exhaled sharply, loving the sensation of her surrounding him. He started pumping in earnest, hooking his arms under her legs to go deeper still.

She found herself panting hard with every thrust of his, her body completely at the mercy of his tempo. This was as close to him losing control as he had gotten, but she loved the feeling of him pounding into her without abandon. She dug her fingers into his skin, leaving half-moon indentations where her nails had been. Her hands traveled down the expanse of his muscular back until she reached his ass, gripping it tightly as he slammed his rock hard dick into her.

Beckett released his hold on one leg, guiding her to lie back on the desk while never losing pace. Her hands moved from his backside and up his broad chest, reveling in the muscle under her fingertips, before wrapping around his neck.

Cradling her head, his fingers tangled in her dark, silky hair as their mouths found one another. His other hand made its way up her supple skin with a confident touch until he reached her chest, where he kneaded her breast before rolling the hardened bud between his fingers.

Her head fell back against the desk as she cried out in pleasure, her body arching into his touch. A jolt of electricity shot through her when she felt his mouth over her nipple, his teeth gently grazing against the sensitive nub. It was immediately followed by the soothing lap of his tongue before he moved his attentions to her other breast.

Clarette could feel the familiar tingle coursing through her veins as Beckett fucked her mercilessly. She wrapped her legs around his back, letting him drive further into her than before.  "God, Beckett," she moaned in his ear as her arms found their way back around his neck. "Right there. Please don't stop."

Those words were all he needed to hear. He turned his head, capturing her lips with a bruising kiss that left her whimpering into his mouth. Breaking the kiss, he closed his eyes and buried his head in her shoulder, increasing his speed. All he could focus on was her in his arms and the frantic rhythm they were in; their sweat laden bodies pressed together leaving no space between them.

The metal hangers in his closet rattled and the hinges on the door creaked but they went unnoticed as Clarette started to glow, her peak quickly approaching. She held him closer, wanting to feel every inch of him as he made her his over and over again.

Beckett felt her body tensing, knowing she was so close to her release. He opened his eyes, gently placing a kiss under her ear before slightly pulling back and locking eyes with her.

"Come for me, Clarette."

Clarette’s brows scrunched as she pulled him down for a kiss with the intensity of the sun, her entire being feeling alight. Her lids fluttered shut as he continued his unrelenting pace, each thrust resonating straight to her core. Beckett hooked his arms under her legs once more, raising her hips and giving him even more access than before. She felt her energy blossom within herself, the heat from her body radiating all the way to her limbs as he went deeper, faster, and harder with each stroke. The feel of him filling her brought her to the brink, her figure tensing before she cried his name out in ecstasy.

Beckett gave her his all, his desire to bring her to climax first trumping his own need. He continued pumping in and out, his big cock hitting her spot repeatedly and within moments, she became undone. Her pussy deliciously squeezed his throbbing member and as her walls pulsated around him, he reached his breaking point. His thrusts grew sloppy as he submerged himself in her center, the stirring in his balls spurring him forward. He came hard, emptying himself in her with one final thrust.

Slumping over with exhaustion, he rested his forehead against hers, their breaths intermingling as they both slowly descended from their high. He closed his lids, relishing the closeness they were currently sharing.

After a few moments of gathering himself, he opened his eyes to find her smiling at him, a satiated look on her face as her golden sheen slowly dimmed. They kissed tenderly as he pulled out of her and carried her to the bed, laying her down with the utmost care. He climbed in after, drawing her to him, her head on his chest while listening to his steadying heartbeat.

Clarette brushed her lips over his heart, snuggling closer while his arm tightened around her. “That… that was fun,” she purred. “I didn’t know if you had it in you to play along.”

“How many times must I tell you not to underestimate me?” His laughter rumbled in his chest. “Besides, I take my role as professor very seriously.”

“I can tell,” she tittered, propping herself up to look at him. “So tell me, Professor, did I pass the class?”

Beckett cupped her face and caressed her cheek, smiling, “You…” he interrupted himself as he brought her down for a kiss, “You pass with flying colors, Ms. LeFleur.”

“I knew I would,” she laid back down against him, the amusement evident in her voice. “I am the current Attuned Uranus Award winner, you know.”

He shook his head, his mouth curved upwards. “You might as well learn the correct name right now because I’m going to win that award this year.”

“I’d like to see you try, Harrington. You know that award is mine,” she giggled, burrowing into his nook.

“Oh and now you’re challenging me?” He glanced down at her, a defying smirk on his face. “I’m not one to back down from a challenge.”

“I would never expect you to, Beckett. I know I already told you, but I like you just the way you are.” She sighed contentedly, tiredness slowly seeping in.

Beckett felt like he was going to explode with joy with her in his arms and knowing she liked him for who he really was. He closed his eyes with a smile on his face, on the verge of falling asleep until something she said earlier stuck out in his thoughts. “Clarette?”

“Mmmm?” She replied sleepily.

“…Are you really doing poorly in Metal Theory?”

Clarette’s eyes snapped open as she started to snicker. “I’m doing fine in it Beckett, don’t worry. Although we can definitely revisit today’s lesson if I ever need tutoring.”

“Hmmm, okay I just wanted to make sure.” He kissed the top of her head, drowsiness hitting him once again. “And next time, maybe I’ll even let you be the professor.”

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The Gift of Giving, Part 2: The Birthday - Beckett x Clarette (F!MC)

Summary: Beckett gives Clarette a birthday present to remember.

Rating: NSFW

Words: 2033

Author’s Notes: I have returned for Thirsty Thursday! Written because PB cockblocked TF out of us in Chapter 14!! Beckett doesn’t belong to me (unfortunately), but most of the story does, save for a couple lines of canon dialogue. No Beta used.

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Beckett covered Clarette with his blazer as she finished dressing by the lake, her face flushed with arousal. How could he almost let that happen?! Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath with the fresh memory of his head in between her thighs branded into his brain. Hearing the zip of her jacket, he looked down at her as she smiled hazily at him.

“I can’t believe – "Clarette stopped, a giggle bubbling up from her, "that we almost did that here.” She cleared her throat, combing her fingers through her hair. “Should we head back?”

Beckett twined his fingers with hers, placing a kiss on the top of her hand.

“Actually, if you don’t mind, I have a present for you back in my room,“ he replied, cheeks reddening.

Grinning coyly, she glanced at him. "Does this gift have anything to do with what we were just doing?”

“… Maybe,” he smiled, leaning over before kissing her sweetly. “You should know by now that I always finish what I start.”

"Then who am I to tarnish your reputation as a perfectionist and overachiever? Lead the way.”

They crossed the empty campus in comfortable silence before reaching his suite. Crossing the threshold, their lips crashed into each other’s as Beckett backed her into the wall, her body molding to his. She moaned as he kissed down her neck, unzipping her leather jacket and dropping it to the ground, his blazer following suit. She hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt, needing to feel his skin under her fingertips as he peeled off the rest of her clothes before he guided them to the sofa.

Clarette reached down to his trousers, palming his thickness before moving to undo his belt. He pulled back, leaning his forehead against hers as he gently removed her hand, kissing each finger.

"Clarette, wait,” he panted, gazing into her eyes. “This is all about you. Let me celebrate you.”

She nodded as his mouth descended upon hers, his hands taking a firm path down her almost naked body. He arrived at her mound, generously rubbing her through the satin panties which were already soaked from his stimulation. Her hips undulated against him, wanting more friction to satiate her desire.

Sitting up, she unclasped her bra, exposing her breasts as he kissed his way down from her neck, taking one supple globe in his mouth. His hand slipped in her underwear, her arousal coating his fingers. He slowly traced his way south with soft kisses, glancing at her while pulling the satin cloth down her legs before once again kneeling before her, worshipping this woman who had undying faith in him.

A lazy smile crossed his face as he bent down to taste her exquisite honey. Placing her legs on his broad shoulders, he kissed her lips eagerly, his tongue teasingly dipping into her flower.

"Beckett… "She sighed in pleasure, her head falling back on the cushioned backing.

Emboldened by the sounds emanating from her, he parted her folds with his fingers, delicately tracing her entrance before slipping two digits in.

Clarette squirmed, her fingers tangling in his hair as he slowly moved in and out while her breathing became increasingly shallow. A cry of ecstasy left her after Beckett’s mouth found her pearl, his tongue flicking the sensible bundle before kissing it. She gazed at him in anticipation, their eyes locking as he worked her clit.

"Yes, right there, "she breathed out, his actions bringing her closer to the brink of release.

Beckett began pumping her at a faster pace, his tongue cleverly twisting as she grinded into his face. He could feel her walls constricting, leading him to take her nub between his lips.

Clarette’s eyes scrunched shut as she screamed his name in ecstasy, all her senses lost as she succumbed to her mind-blowing orgasm. Her skin tingled with warmth spreading through her and she was vaguely aware of his movements after he got up from his knees.

Caressing his way up her sensitive body, he gently picked her up and carried her to his bedroom where he placed her on his bed, making sure she was comfortable. Climbing on to the mattress, he hovered over her before bending down and capturing her lips with his, her arms wrapping around his neck. Pulling back, his darkened orbs bore into hers.

"You’re by far the sweetest thing I’ve tasted today.”

She bit her lip at his admission, the flush in her cheeks deepening. Her fingers lightly scratched the nape of his neck as the corner of her mouth raised slightly.

“Hmmm. Even sweeter than those drinks and cake?“

A smirk appeared on his face. "Trust me; you’re definitely my preferred type of dessert.”

Clarette pulled him down for a fiery kiss, the need for him building once more. She arched into his touch as he kneaded her breast while his lips trailed down to her neck. Her pulse raced under the hot heat of his mouth before she pulled him up, their lips connecting once more. The weight of his body and the evidence of his desire was driving her absolutely wild.

Running her hands down his shoulders and over his well-defined chest, she was infatuated with the ripple of his muscles under her touch. She traveled lower still, ghosting over his abs, feeling them flex under her touch.

Beckett groaned into her mouth as she squeezed his member through his trousers, quickly breaking their kiss as he rested his forehead on hers. His eyes were lightly closed as she continued rubbing him over his pants. When he reopened them, he found her staring back at him intensely with desire.

"Clarette, would it be alright if I continued with my present to you?”

“You mean that wasn’t it out there?“ She teased, raising an eyebrow.

"Not even close. How many times do I have to tell you not to underestimate me?” Smirking, he got up and held eye contact while he undid his belt, the rest of his clothes soon ending up on the floor. He held his thick dick in his hand, running it over his impressive length before rejoining her on his bed and kissing her passionately.

She trembled under his touch, his hand splaying over her stomach before venturing further south. He elicited a moan from her as he ran a finger over her cleft to make sure she was ready for him. Her legs instinctively widened as he positioned himself in between them, spreading them further to accommodate his size.

Gazing down at Clarette, he felt like the luckiest man in the world, knowing she was like this for only him. With his member in hand, he teased her core with his head before entering her excruciatingly slow. He took a deep breath while he stretched her out, the tightness of her fitting him like a vise.

A strangled noise came from her throat as he buried himself inside her, her arms wrapping around his neck, bringing him closer.

“Are you okay?” He asked with effort; the feeling of her surrounding him made it difficult for him to think.

She nodded, a small smile gracing her face. “I just needed to get used to you.”

Beckett brought his mouth to hers, their tongues tangling as he started to move in her. His strokes were deep and long, relishing the sensation of Clarette taking him in all the way. The sound of her whimper as he hit her spot urged him on, his pace quickening.

Clarette dug her nails into his back as he repeatedly filled her, his name leaving her lips with each thrust. Her hips lifted to meet him with each motion, their bodies in perfect rhythm as they rocked in unison. She hooked her legs around him, wanting to take him even deeper as he plunged into her dripping sex.

His breath grew ragged as they continued their lovemaking, his thrusts sloppy as he accelerated with each passing second. He could feel the stirring in his balls, his need to come quickly approaching. He closed his eyes, focusing on the wonder her pulsating walls encasing him. Having this experience with her was nothing like he’d ever had before in his life. He started slamming his throbbing cock into her as his release neared.

Every powerful movement from Beckett left Clarette gasping for air. Her world seemingly began to spin as he took her higher still, her second orgasm of the night on the verge of completely undoing her. They locked eyes, her brow creased in concentration.

“Beckett, please. Make me cum,” she pleaded.

Beckett brought his thumb to her clit, first drawing circles around the nub, making her buck at the contact. He drove into her faster, rubbing her sensitive bud and sending her over the edge. Her pussy gripped his swollen manhood as she came all around him.

Clarette’s eyes shuttered as her whole body spasmed, flashes of white bursting behind her lids. She cried out in pleasure; no experience had been this incredible. Nothing in her life could compare to the euphoria she felt at this moment.

Spurred on by her climax, he fucked her hard until a familiar tightening surged from his sack. He sank himself in her one final time as his release coursed through his shaft. Groaning, he came inside her, his cream spilling out as he withdrew. He collapsed on the bed, kissing her deeply before gathering her in his arms as they basked in the afterglow.

They stayed in each other arms, limbs tangled, both their consciousness returning after such intense orgasms. Clarette could hear his steady heartbeat under her ear while his hand lightly ran up and down her back. Beckett kissed the top of her head, breathing in her scent and relishing the moment.

As their eyes both started to drift shut, a little ding rang through the air. Clarette opened one eye, looking up at him.

“Maybe if we ignore it, that text didn’t happen,” she whispered.

“I had no intention of getting up to check my phone anyway,” he smiled lazily.

Silence reigned for a few more minutes until two more texts came through.

Beckett sighed exasperatedly, rubbing a hand over his eyes.  He channeled his Attunement in concentration, using a metal spell to bring his phone to him. “It’s them. They’re wondering where we are since they said your party isn’t finished.” He scrolled through the messages before putting it to the side.

Clarette snuggled into his side, resting her head on his chest. “Do we have to go back?”

"We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. It is your birthday, after all.” He nuzzled the top of her head, noticing her eyes closing.

“Good, because I’m pretty comfortable right here.”

They laid in perfect silence until another text came through… followed by a rapid flurry of more notifications. Beckett picked his phone back up, frowning as he scrolled through the 20 messages.

“They’re not going to stop until we head back, aren’t they?” She groaned before slowly rolling off the bed.

He sighed as he sat up, admiring her naked figure. Before she could move out of arm’s reach, he grabbed her wrist, pulling her back to him.

Beckett cupped her face, tenderly stroking her cheek with his thumb. “Happy birthday, Clarette. I hope that my company was satisfactory tonight.” His face lit up with a soft smile.

Clarette raked one hand through his hair, pulling him in for a slow, lazy kiss. “I couldn’t think of a better person to spend tonight with,” she beamed. “And thank you for my birthday present. It’s the best gift I’ve ever received. Now I have to make sure I top you for your birthday.”

Beckett laughed; his heart filled with a contentment he didn’t know existed. “I’d like to see you try. You know I don’t like to lose.”

Clarette pulled him out of bed before pressing herself to him. “Is it really losing if we end up like this?” She kissed him on the corner of the mouth before walking to the common room to retrieve her clothes.

Beckett smiled as he started dressing. ‘Damn it. She was right again.’

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After Midnight - Beckett x Clarette (F!MC)

Summary: Beckett and Clarette celebrate the New Year after the clock strikes midnight.

Rating: NSFW

Words: 3436

Author’s Notes: Sooo... this happened. Complete PWP under a thinly veiled guise of a NYE backdrop. Personal headcanon of Beckett not being a virgin and has nowhere near the experience of Clarette. I don’t even know which timeline to put this in but I hope you enjoy it anyway!. Beckett doesn’t belong to me (unfortunately), but most of the story does, save for a line of canon dialogue. No Beta used.

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" ... 3... 2... 1! HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

The clock struck midnight and Auld Lang Syne cued overhead, signaling the start of a new year.

Beckett and Clarette turned to each other, their cheeks rosy from the champagne, before leaning in. Her arms wrapped around his neck as he held her close, his limbs encircling her tiny waist. Their lips met, tentatively at first, before she tilted her head slightly, allowing him access to her mouth. His tongue slowly snaked out seeking entrance, the feint taste of vanilla on her lips enticing him even further.

Clarette moaned as their tongues danced, each caress causing her to move even closer to his solid frame. His hand slid over her rear, gripping it as he pulled her towards him, his growing erection pressing into her lower abdomen.

She broke the kiss, her eyes closing while she gasped for air. Her right arm dropped from his neck and came down to a rest over his rapidly beating heart.

Taking a few haggard breaths, Beckett closed his eyes and touched his forehead to hers, the world spinning as he fought to gather his thoughts. When he opened them, he found big, chocolate orbs staring back at him, a slight smile playing on her face.

"Happy New Year, Beckett."

The corner of his mouth turned upwards, before he leaned down and kissed her sweetly. “Happy New Year, Clarette."

Lifting his head to quickly assess the rapidly devolving party, he looked down at her, holding out hope that she wanted the same thing he did. "Would you, er, do you want to take this somewhere else?"

"Yeah, let's get out of here.” Clarette bit her lip in an attempt to fight the gleaming smile that threatened to break free. “Any place in particular you have in mind?"

 Beckett swallowed thickly, lightly licking his lips before throwing it all on the line. "I was hoping if…” he cleared his throat, face reddening with the question he had been dying to ask her for weeks. “Would you like to accompany me to my room?"

"You're such a dork." She couldn't help the giggle that followed before pulling him down for another kiss. "It's a good thing I've taken a liking to dorks."

"Oh? So any dork would do?" He teased, pulling her flush against him.

Her eyes closed once more as she felt his hardened length against her, causing desire to shoot through her veins. A familiar ache pooled at her center and she could already feel how excited she was. She drew him down again, sucking on his lower lip before letting it go with a nibble.

"You already know the answer to that," she smirked as she laced their fingers together. "Lead the way."

They quickly made their way back to his room, not wanting to waste another moment. He entered the living area of his suite behind her, the door closing softly with a click.

Looking at Clarette’s form in front of him, Beckett thanked the universe that he had a single suite all to himself. Coming up behind her, he swept her long, brunette locks to one side before placing light kisses to the side of her neck, his strong arms encircling her body.

Her head lolled as he gently sucked on the newly exposed expanse of skin, her knees going weak as she leaned on him for support. Turning her head sideways, she sought his mouth as her arm reached up behind her to pull his head down.

Beckett took one hand from her waist and slowly felt his way upward, gliding over the side of her breast. His fingers continued their path at an unhurried pace up her arm, his feather light touch sending shivers down her spine. He grabbed a hold of her hand and turned her to face him, his eyes boring into hers with the intensity of a thousand suns as he placed a kiss on the top of her hand.

"I want all of you, Clarette,” he whispered, his voice tinged with a husky desperation.

She slipped a hand between their bodies, her fingers outlining his aching arousal through the constraints of his trousers.

"Then take me, Beckett. I'm all yours."

The words unleashed a firestorm between them, his mouth crushing hers as she hung on to him for dear life. A dizzying sensation ran through her as his tongue caressed hers, his hand tangling in her thick mane. She unbuttoned his blazer, yanking it off his broad shoulders and down his arms as she unceremoniously dumped it on the floor.

Breaking the kiss, she frowned at the remaining layers of the three-piece suit he still had on, making quick work of the vest.

"Damn it, Beckett. Why'd you have to wear so many clothes?" She asked, pulling his shirt out of his pants before fumbling with the buttons.

Using the opportunity to catch his breath, he chuckled, "Because I wanted to impress you."

Halting her progress, she gazed up at him before bringing him down for an unhurried kiss.

"Just to let you know, you impress me every day." Her eyes twinkled before her attention returned to his shirt, brows furrowing. "But you know what's really impressive? This damn shirt," she paused. "Fuck it."

With a hard tug, she tore his shirt open, buttons flying everywhere.

Beckett was about to say something regarding the loss of one of his favorite shirts but completely lost all train of thought as Clarette’s mouth moved over his chest. Captivated by the gentle bites and the kisses she was placing on his bare skin, he was mesmerized as her hands roamed over his taut muscles.

"I've wanted to do this ever since you came to my room for yoga, you know that?”

"I had a sneaking suspicion," he grinned cockily, eyebrow raised.

She smirked back at him before her mouth wandered across his chest.  Reaching his nipple, she flicked it with her tongue before gently grazing it with her teeth.

His smug expression was replaced with a scrunched brow, the groan escaping him indicative of the pleasure her one little action brought. The feeling surged straight into his groin, his remaining clothes restricting his movement. He threaded his fingers through her hair as she traveled lower; her tongue outlining his abs while her hand moved to undo his belt as the other cupped him through his pants. Pulling the belt out of the loops, she dropped the accessory on the floor, the metal thumping on the ground next to his blazer. Her hands and mouth roved upwards until she looped her arms around his neck, bringing him down for another searing kiss.

Beckett picked her up with ease, his hands on her ass while her dress rode up her thighs. She locked her legs around him as he carried her to his room, their mouths never parting. Closing the door behind him with his foot, he deposited her on his bed, taking a moment to admire the beautiful woman in front of him.

Clarette’s skin heated up as his gaze drifted over her figure, the desire rolling off of him in waves. Never had anyone looked at her with such passion. He kicked off his shoes, covering her body with his, the mattress sinking underneath their weight.

Her hands roved over his bare back, his muscles inadvertently flexing under her delicate touch. Instinctively, her legs widened, allowing him to nestle in between as they continued the exploration of each other's mouths. She felt him squeeze her thigh, his hand moving up her body, the heat burning through the silken material. His firm grip continued up her ribcage until he landed on her breast, massaging the soft mound which produced a moan of pleasure from her. Lowering the thin strap of the dress, he trailed his tongue along her collarbone before sucking on her pulse point. He moved his attention to her bosom, where he laid kisses on top of the swell of her breast.

She arched towards him, running her fingers through his hair, frustrated at the lack of skin on skin contact.

"Beckett, "she managed with a deep breath, "More. I need to feel you."

Getting up on his knees, they locked eyes as his fingers toyed with the edge of her short dress, lightly grazing the skin of her thighs. He raised the thin material over her hips as she lifted them, his feverish gaze going over her black, lace underwear as he licked his lips.

Clarette sat up while he pulled the flimsy cloth over her head, tossing it to the side as he leaned forward, capturing her mouth with his. She placed her hands on his broad shoulders, fingertips trailing a path down the front of his torso until they arrived at the band of his slacks.

"Here you are again, wearing too many clothes," she murmured, undoing the button.

Laughing softly, he guided her back onto the bed, quickly discarding his trousers before hovering over her nearly nude form.

"Will this suffice?"

Looping her arms around him, she brought him closer, their mouths connecting as she delighted with the feeling of his skin on hers.

"For now," she teased.

A low chuckle reverberated through his body as he returned to her breasts, this time unhampered by clothing. He pressed a kiss to one nipple while his hands kneaded the soft flesh. His tongue flicked at the hardened peak before his mouth closed over it, sucking and licking as she curved into his mouth. He fondled her other breast, rolling the dusky bud between his thumb and forefinger, gently squeezing before taking it into his mouth and giving it the same treatment as the other side.

The sensation of Beckett's mouth was driving her wild and she could feel the fire coursing through her as his manhood pressed into her thigh. Knowing he was as excited as she was only heightened her arousal; the thrill of him sent sparks throughout her being.

"Clarette, you have no idea how much I’ve thought about doing this." He stared at her after shifting his weight to her side. His hand trailed south, splaying against her flat stomach. "Is this okay?"

Nodding a silent yes, she held his gaze, her pupils blown wide with unrestrained lust.

Keeping his focus on her face, he slowly slid his hand into her underwear, his fingers gliding along her slickness. She inhaled sharply as her hips bucked, eyes shutting as he continued to touch her teasingly. He ran his fingers up and down a few more times, enjoying her reactions to his actions before slipping a thick finger into her folds.

Her mouth hung agape in bliss as he rubbed her tantalizingly slow, reveling at how good he felt touching her most private area.

Bending over to kiss her hard, he removed his hand, a sound of frustration stemming from her throat. She was soon silenced with anticipation as he slowly pulled the lace underwear down her long legs, his fingers trailing, leaving a tingling sensation wherever he had touched.

"God, you're so beautiful," he proclaimed, under his breath, taking in the sight of Clarette naked before him.

She flushed at the compliment, her knees falling open as she bared herself to him.

Lifting one ankle with his hand, Beckett lightly kissed his way up her leg, making eye contact with her as he traced the inside of her thigh with his tongue. She waited with bated breath for his intimate touch, only for him to turn his head to the opposite side and repeat his actions on the other thigh. Once again, they locked eyes, but this time he bowed his head, placing a lazy kiss on her glistening sex.

A blissful sigh left her as he licked her slit, languidly lapping at her juices. She lost all focus as he parted her folds with his tongue, her mind going blank as he explored her center greedily. He continued his ministrations lackadaisically, the tension threatening to overtake her as she squirmed in pleasure. She looked down as he lifted his head, a sexy grin meeting her gaze.

"I love the way you taste. Like pure sunshine."

He ran a finger down her lips before delving into her slippery core, eventually adding one more digit as he set a steady rhythm. Watching her carefully, her face contorted as he continued pumping into her, her hips rising to meet him as she tried to find the release she was seeking. Lowering his head to her apex, his tongue flicked her clit. He was rewarded with the sound of her screaming his name.

"Beckett!" Her eyes searched his, pleading for him to continue. “Right there, please…” She gasped for air, trailing off in ecstasy.

Her head fell back onto the pillow as his mouth descended on her clit once more, his tongue ravaging her most sensitive spot. Her hand reached down, gripping his hair as she grinded into his face, her climax nearing. Speeding up his tempo, he applied more pressure, eventually taking her pearl into his mouth.

"Oh my God, Beckett!!” Her voice pierced the air. "I'm coming!"

Clarette’s body tensed as the orgasm crashed over her, her inner walls pulsating as she came hard. Beckett coaxed her through the intense sensations as he felt her body still, not letting go until her spasms stopped. Her eyes stayed closed while she caught her breath, opening just in time to lock eyes with him as he licked his fingers clean. Their gaze never broke as he crawled up the length of her body. She pulled him in for a sensuous kiss, fully tasting herself on him.

"That was... wow," she panted.

"I hope my technique was satisfactory," he smiled softly, playing off the words he told her during the night of their first kiss.

After a few minutes to gather her bearings, she placed a kiss on his chest.

"If that is satisfactory, I can't wait to see what you do to overachieve.” A sultry giggle passed her lips as she sat up and straddled him. "But now it's my turn and I hope you think my technique will be way more than satisfactory."

Clarette kissed him deeply, her fingers raking through his hair as she lightly massaged his scalp before running her hands all over his toned form. He groaned into her mouth as she pressed her wet heat over the swell in his underwear, grinding down on him. Her mouth mapped out a path as she traveled lower, arriving at his massive bulge. He propped his head up on the pillow, eager to see her course of action.

Rubbing his crotch, she looked at him as she gently squeezed his package, his mouth falling open. With a smile, her face hovered over his hips, her fingers slowly pulling his black boxer briefs over his thickness.

When he finally sprang free, Clarette stared in awe, her jaw going slack.

"Oh! I knew you were big. I just didn't realize how – wow." Meeting his eyes momentarily, an alluring grin crossed her features as she bit her lip. "I can't wait to feel you in me."

Beckett felt his cheeks redden from her admission, despite him being completely naked in front of her.

"I think it's the sexiest thing when you blush, you know why?" She asked nonchalantly, glancing up at him while wrapping her hands around his erection.

"N-no. Why?" He was transfixed on watching her hold him.

"Because it makes me think of all the other things that makes you blush."

Grinning slyly, their eyes stayed connected as Clarette licked his entire length, starting from his base until she kissed his tip. Swirling her tongue around, she took him into her mouth as she sucked on his bulbous head, her one hand gliding up and down his shaft while the other gently cupped his balls.

His breathing grew ragged as she continued pleasuring him and his hands wandered down, holding her hair back so he could watch her take him in. She continued bobbing up and down until she let her hand take over, stroking his arousal. The sight he was treated to was entrancing as she took his sack into her hot mouth, her tongue lavishing attention on one ball and then the other.  He eventually felt the warmth leave his pair, instead returning to his cock as she lathered him before taking him past her lips once more.

“Fuck, Clarette,” he groaned, “you’re amazing.”

He savored the worship she was giving his manhood; the sound of her mouth working all of him was a melody to his ears. Firmly placing his hand on the back of her head, he started to thrust into her, indulging himself as he watched her dainty, little mouth stretched to the limits by his swollen cock. Nothing else in the world seemed to exist as he peaked, his seed flowing down her throat.

Beckett’s head rolled back on the pillow as he closed his eyes, his orgasm leaving him breathless. He was vaguely aware of Clarette letting go of his dick, slowly making her way next to him as she delicately caressed his sensitive body. They laid together, her head on his chest, as her hand rested on his abdomen, her fingernails sending shivers through him.

After a few minutes of silence, he reached over with his free hand, drawing her in for a fiery kiss. Their hands were all over each other, continuing the discovery of their bodies.  He found himself hard again as she palmed him, his steely eyes dark with intensity.

“Condom?” She questioned quietly.

He nodded, opening his nightstand to take out a brand new box, fumbling to open it before she took it out of his hands and pulled one out.

Quirking an eyebrow, she looked at him as she tore the wrapping. “Not opened?”

He ran a hand over his face, a furious flush creeping over him as he avoided her eyes. “I haven’t since being here…” his glanced at her, “I just wanted you.”

She bent over, seizing his lips with hers. “Me, too. On both accounts.”  Leaning over, she nipped at his earlobe before she whispered in his ear, “You have no idea how many nights I’ve dreamt about this.”

Desire rushed through his blood as he watched her roll the rubber down before mounting him, rubbing her soaked box over him. They moaned in unison as she slowly sank down, his rock hard member filling her completely. His hands gripped her hips as she placed her hands on his chest, unmoving while she acclimated to his size.

"Are you okay?" Beckett asked with difficulty after seeing her face twist. "Fuck, you're so tight."

She looked down at him, a slight smile gracing her features as a strangled laugh escaped her. "Yeah, I just need to adjust to you."

Their movements started slowly as she rode him, the sound of their bodies connecting echoing through the room. He watched her on top of him, her breasts bouncing, before reaching up to feel the soft globes in his hands. Pulling her down into a scorching kiss, he clasped her hips as he slammed into her pussy, making her groan into his mouth. He could feel his balls tightening as he continued to bury himself into her.

"Clarette, I'm close...." he said breathlessly.

Leaning back, she kept riding him as she felt her second crescendo of the night coming to a head. Her hand made its way to her mound, her fingers rubbing furiously against her clit.

"Beckett!!" She cried out in ecstasy, rocking against him.

He felt her walls throb around him, her pussy deliciously squeezing his cock as he fucked her through her climax. He sped up his pace, the feeling too good as he came moments later.

Clarette collapsed on top of him, their sweat drenched bodies exhausted. Her breaths were labored and her eyes fluttered shut as she listened to his speeding heartbeat. As she came down from her high, she sighed in contentment, everything happening as it was supposed to be.

Beckett’s eyes remained closed after his intense orgasm, his arms wrapping naturally around his girlfriend. He could feel her heart pounding and the warmth from her attunement seeping out of her aura. Placing a light kiss on the top of her head, he relished this intimacy from his ray of sunshine that had been lacking in his life.

In that moment, all their problems ceased to exist. Nothing else mattered as the outside world melted away, their universe revolving around only each other.

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Lifetime #14: A Thin Line - Jake x Cris

Summary: It’s a thin line between love and hate. With 2,139 lifetimes on La Huerta, not every go-round was roses for Jake and Cris. Lifetimes AU.

Rating: NSFW

Words: 1303

Author’s Notes: I’ve had this idea of playing with the other 2,138 lifetimes on the island for a while! Initially a drabble prompted by @brightpinkpeppercorn for “A kiss to shut them up,” it turned into smut, because it’s me. Sorry this took forever and I hope you like it! Jake doesn’t belong to me (unfortunately), but the story does. No Beta used.

Sorry if the “Read More” link isn’t working. It’s Tumblr’s fault, not mine!

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"Diego, I can't stand that pompous ass!" Cris fumed, pacing the length of the jungle suite. "He thinks he has all the answers and knows everything when it's very clear he knows jack shit!"

Diego sat on the couch, a nervous look on his face. He had never seen his best friend worked up as much as she was at this moment. His eyebrows shot up in surprise as his gaze darted behind Cris.

"You know, Princess, if you're going to wail on someone, you might want to make sure your door's closed next time," Jake leaned against the door jamb, a smirk on his lips. Anger laced his eyes as he glared at her.

With a roll of her eyes, she turned to face the pilot, placing a hand on her hip. “How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that?"

"Too many to count, Princess.”

She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, trying to keep her composure. It didn’t help. Reopening them, venomous daggers flew as she glowered at him. "Why don't you get out of my room and go fuck yourself."

Diego quickly made his way to the exit. "I’m – a – just going to... please don't kill each other!" He ran out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Jake marched over to Cris, until they faced each other with no space for a breath between them. "Go fuck myself?" He seethed.

Cris raised her chin defiantly. "You heard me. Go. Fuck. Yourself."

She tried to ignore the heat coming off him, instead willing herself to not back down from his hardened stare. From this proximity, she noticed the darkening of the blue in his eyes. Her tongue quickly darted out, moistening her dry lips.

The minute movement caught Jake's attention, his glare flicking from her eyes to her mouth and back again. When he met Cris' eyes once more, there was another emotion coursing through him: desire.

Her mouth parted slightly as she recognized it. Sure, she initially told Diego about her interest in Jake – if he wasn't such a royal ass. They stayed motionless for a moment more before her eyebrows raised in shock.

Jake grabbed both sides of her face as he leaned forward and kissed her hard. Her eyes fluttered closed as he deepened the kiss, sweeping his tongue inside, tangling with hers. She moaned into his mouth, grabbing handfuls of his black t-shirt, before pulling back. She looked at him, a dazed expression reflected on her face.

"Jake, what're you –”

He cut her off with a kiss even more passionate than before, his desire and longing poured into it. Her knees nearly buckled as she felt herself melt into his embrace. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she tangled her fingers in his shaggy hair, gently pulling it.

Jake groaned, the sound reverberating to her core. Cris pressed further onto him, roughly yanking his green bomber jacket down his arms before letting it drop. An animalistic passion awakened inside of him as he pulled off her red tank top; a growl left his throat when he saw she was not wearing a bra. He bent down, taking a breast in his mouth, raking his teeth over her nipple.

They stumbled onto the bed, their clothes disappearing along the way. She wrapped a leg around him, pulling his body on top of hers as he ravaged her mouth with his. The feeling of his calloused hands was driving her mad as he squeezed her breasts before taking a hardened bud between his lips. She arched into him as he found her soaking core, sinking his fingers past her lips.

"God, you’re so wet, Princess. You like this, don't you?" With a feral glint in his eye, he watched her closely, "You like it when I fuck you with my fingers."

Her legs spread further apart in response, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of an answer.

"If that's how you're going to play it, fine. But I'm gonna fuck you so hard you're going to be screaming my name.”

"Then put your money where your mouth is, Top Gun, "she challenged, her breath shallow with indignation still evident in her tone.

A cocky grin crossed his face as he ducked down between her thighs, throwing her legs over his strong shoulders. He licked his fingers before plunging two digits into her wet heat, followed by his unrelenting tongue on her clit.

Cris cried out in pleasure as he sucked on her nub, her hands tangling in his hair as she moved against his face. All thoughts were lost as his fingers curled in her, nearly bringing her to the brink.

He pulled away and started stroking his hard dick. "I don't think so, Princess. Not until I hear you say it."

"Goddammit, Jake,” she panted, a sheen of sweat covering her entire body. "I want you to fuck me."

The next thing she knew, he flipped her over, raising her hips until she was on all fours as he positioned himself behind her dripping sex. A sigh escaped her lips as she felt his head at her entrance, slowly sheathing himself in her.

Jake groaned as he slid in all the way. "Fucking hell, Cris. You're so Goddamn tight."

"You feel so good," she exhaled sharply, closing her eyes and relishing him inside her.

He steadied his breathing as he began to thrust in earnest, slapping her ass hard enough where he was sure his claim on her would be obvious when she wore her tiny bikini. The sounds of their bodies becoming one echoed throughout the room as he rammed into her, unforgiving in his pace as he fucked her raw.

Cris could barely contain the whimpers as he pounded her from behind, the sensation of his cock hitting her spot pushing her to the edge. She begged him to go faster and harder, not caring that she would have trouble walking the next day. With her climax nearing, she reached down to rub her clit, only for Jake to pin her arm to the bed as his other hand worked his magic on her bud.

His fingers slid over her button furiously, the added stimulation causing her pussy to clench around his cock as the orgasm racked her body.

"Jake! I'm coming!" She screamed out as he continued pumping, her walls squeezing his throbbing member.

His thrusts became sloppy as he could feel his balls tensing in anticipation. He pulled out of her heat as he finished himself with a grunt, his cum shooting all over her back.

He collapsed on the bed, inviting her to his nook, wrapping an arm around her as she laid her head on his chest. Silence reigned while they both caught their breath, minds blank from coming so hard. His hand gently traced lines up and down her arm, the gesture completely opposite of his rough demeanor not even minutes before.

She heard his heartbeat slow, returning to normal, while his breathing deepened as he relaxed in his haze. Not wanting to be the first one to speak, she fought the urge to say something. It was an internal battle she lost.

"Jake?" Her voice came out raspy, like someone who just had the best sex of their life.

"Hmmm?" His fingers continued their trail, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

"Where does this leave us now?" Her fingernails lightly scratched at his chest, the gesture making his muscles involuntarily flex.

Jake tipped her chin up, bringing her in for a slow, lazy kiss.

"I don't know, but I sure as hell enjoyed doing that a lot more than our usual fighting, Princess."

Cris hummed in agreement, mulling over his words. Suddenly, that damn nickname didn't sound so bad after all.

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