The Library (closed)

He dove into her pussy like a starving man, licking and sucking and eagerly nibbling on her hot core. He had always been a fan of oral but there was just some thing about her. Throughout the night he had been taken a back by there connection and the park they seemed to share. The way she seemed to take his cock was unlike any other woman he had met. So when she finally released pushing her pussy into his face he wasn’t surprised to taste her juices.


Her wonderful delicious juices

He moaned opening his mouth and lapping at them. He couldn’t get enough of her! Every drip into his mouth tuned him on more and caused him to throb. He nibbled on her clit and sucked it into his mouth teasing it before he finally pulled away.

Then he realized he was hard again

“Oh my dear what you do to me” He Said grabbing his cock and aggressively rubbing it up and down her slit. He leaned down kissing her sharing her juices as he began to push in filling her. He ran his hands up and down her legs moaning in pleasure until he stopped in surprise.


She was a virgin

He looked at her “are you okay with this?” He asked his eyes locking onto hers with concern.
 
Lily was still panting from the exertion of her orgasm, still utterly disoriented from the power of her pleasure. By the time she realized which way was up, Andrew was already on top of her, his thick cock pressing into her, stretching out her tight, virgin pussy.

He stopped, asking her if she was okay with this, and it took her a moment to comprehend what he was asking. Her brain had to struggle against the overwhelming intensity of everything she was feeling. Once she did, though, a sweet smile graced her lips, and she lifted her arms to slide them around his neck, pulling him down to her for a gentle kiss. She knew it wasn't remotely normal for her to be okay with this. This was her first time - she'd always imagined she'd give up her virginity to someone she had been with for a while, someone she was in love with... and yet, she was okay - no, happy - with the idea of spending her first time with him. Why? She'd wandered into the library less than an hour ago. She barely knew the man, and yet the connection she felt to him was so incredibly powerful. Why? It felt impossible, and yet here she was. And the fact that he was even asking told her that she was right to trust him - it showed he cared about her, about what she wanted, about her comfort. The fact that he asked if she was sure did nothing but convince her that she wanted this even more.

Her kiss was sweet, reassuring. It was oddly chaste for a kiss that was meant to welcome his rock-hard shaft into her dripping pussy. It was the sort of kiss that happened between lovers. She nodded, her gaze holding his. "I'm sure."
 
“Thank god” He said smiling softly “I am not sure I would have been able to pull out” He admitted before giving her anther deep kiss.

And then he pushed

He went through her barrier easily and took it slow waiting and moving only when she didn’t look to be in any pain. He kissed her the entire time gently rubbing her legs and side as he began to fill her. He tried not to slam into her ignoring the fact her virgin pussy was nice and tight ash e instead focused on filling her. He finally stopped feeling his balls nestled against her ass and her pussy throbbing around him.

“Oh fuck” He said closing his eyes and moaning “Your so good” He said kissing her deeply before beginning to move in and out slowly “If I hurt you jut tell me” He said panting and moving up and down in slow steady pace
 
It hurt, the initial push through her hymen. She gasps, squeezing her eyes shut against the pain, and soon, he was pushed entirely inside her.

The mixture of pain and pleasure was a little strange, but she was distracted by his gentleness. She opened her eyes, looking up at him with a hooded, lust-filled gaze, and opened her mouth to thank him for being so kind to her. Only then, he gasped how how good she felt, and started moving. Her back arched into him instinctively, and she gave a thready cry of pleasure. She felt incredible, her nerves all sparking and snapping against her skin with every move he made.

If I hurt you just tell me

She managed a nod before she used her arms around his neck to pull him down to her again, kissing him fiercely. One of her legs came up to wrap around his hips, pulling him harder down against her. Her body felt like it was on fire. She couldn't believe how amazing she felt.
 
“Fuck you feel so good” He murmured gains her lips beginning to move in and out steadily. Soon he was pounding into her his balls clapping against her ass as he drove in and out. He moved like a machine low steady thrust as his hands moved all over her frame. He grabbed her legs and brought them up hooking them over his shoulder and lifting her ass of the ground so he could drive his cock into her.

“You my dear feel lovely” He murmured his hands grabbing her ass fondling it and using his grip to leverage her deeper and harder onto his cock. He moaned in pleasure as kissed her bending over and moving his tongue into her mouth as he thrust in and out of her.

“Oh baby” He purred against her lip his hands gripping her ass with a death grip “oh god so good so good”
 
Lily was crying out with each thrust now. She'd lifted her hands up above her head and pressed them against the headboard so she could push back against his powerful thrusts. With her legs over his shoulder and her hands gripping her ass tight, she could barely move her hips, leaving her pussy at his mercy.

When he leaned over to kiss her, she returned his kiss with hot passion, nipping at his lips and her tongue wrestling eagerly with his. "Yes, oh god, please, I'm so close," she whimpered, her whole body bouncing with the power of his thrusts.

With his hips smacking against her clit every time he buried himself into her, her pussy would tighten around his entire length every time he filled her. A few more of these thrusts, and her whole body bucked against him. She cried out, a wordless sound of extraordinary pleasure, and her pussy clamped down around him, spasming as her orgasm ripped through her, leaving her raw and breathless.
 
“Oh fuck oh fuck!” He said thrusting in madly. It had been a while since he last had sex and he was unprepared for her tightening pussy. He thrust into her a few more times and gave a ragged moan his tongue sliding into her mouth as he thrust as deeply into he as possible.

His cock exploded his cum thrusting out of her and shooting inside of her deeply. He moaned and rode out his orgasm finally dropping her ass back into the bed as he furiously fucked her. He didn’t stop until his cock was limp and the last drop of his cum was firmly inside of her.

He collapsed onto the bed next to her sighing in pleasure and blowing out a stream of air. He reached grabbing her and spinning her in to his arms so she was laying on his chest.

“I don’t think I have ever had such an incredible night” He said closing his eyes “thank you for stumbling into my small little aboad”
 
Lily snuggled happily against his chest, pulling the blanket up over the both of them with a sleepy smile.

She laughed when he thanked her for stumbling into the library. "I wasn't exactly expecting this night to turn out the way it did, either." She looked up at him, a soft smile on her lips. She lifted a hand to his face, caressing his cheek, and kissed him gently. "Thank you. For being so kind to me. You didn't have to be such a gracious host, or keep me company the way you did so.... thanks." She meant it. It had been a long, long time since she'd been able to connect with someone so quickly. In fact, thinking about it, she realized it had never happened like that before. Even excluding the sex, she'd never felt so comfortable just talking to someone so quickly before.
 
“I wouldn’t have changed it even if we didn’t hit it off or have sex” He said cupping her face and leaning down giving her a deep kiss “You deserve to be treated like a princess” He whispered against her lips his hands sliding down to her back and pulling her closer to him. He kissed her deeply and passionately hinting at some thing more before he finally leaned back and rocked her against his chest.

“You can stay here” He said softly “I would like that if you wish” He said knowing that the library would soon find a way to pull them apart.
 
Lily giggled happily at his offer. "I would love that." She pulled gently out of his arms for a moment, grinning, and pulled her dress off over her head - they'd been in such a frenzy earlier that they hadn't even managed to remove most of her clothes. Her panties had come off, but that was it.

When she turned back to him, she was nude, finally, and a slight blush swept across her cheeks as he eyed her. She knew it was silly - they'd just had sex, after all - but she still felt vulnerable under his gaze.
 
“God you are beautiful” He said looking her up and down and biting his lip. He leaned in giving her another lingering kiss before he finally pulled away. He grabbed is own clothes pealing them off and stripping nude before laying back down.

He pulled her down with him adjusting them so she was curled into him. His hand was on her breast keeping her close and over her heart as his other hand lightly touched her hip.

“Mmmm you feel good” He said sleepily “I’ve never slept with a woman before couldn’t imagine doing it with any one else but you” He said not fully realizing what h was saying.
 
His comment about sleeping with her made her heart flip in her chest, and she smiled. It was too early to be feeling things like this, and yet, here she was, feeling them anyway. She liked the idea of being the first woman he'd spent the night with. She realized he had to have had sex with women before her, but there was something particular about the intimacy of sleeping together that made her savour being his first in that particular regard.

She pressed her hand over his, holding it against her chest, and sighed happily. She was so comfortable, felt so safe, that in only a matter of moments, she was fast asleep in his arms.
 
He watched her sleep stroking her hair for a few second before allowing himself to drift off. He felt the shift and familiar movement of the library and drifted sleeping peacefully and soundly and keeping her close.

He awoke the next morning as he always did with a momentary bolt of confusion. He spent a few minutes getting settled and then breathed in her hair giving it a kiss before getting up. He left her a large short of his to wear and pulled on a pair of jeans and a Harry Potter T shirt. He ran a hand through his hair making it even more disheveled and walked downstairs intent on having a warm breakfast waiting for her. What had been his office was now a kitchen fully stoked. He got to work making her pancakes humming to himself as he worked.
 
When Lily woke the next morning, she was momentarily lost as to where exactly she was, and what was happening. It took her a moment to realize last night hadn't all been a dream, despite how fantastical it had all seemed.

She rolled over, smiling at the tell-tale ache between her legs. It wasn't painful, just strong enough to remind her that it had all been real. She got up slowly, running her fingers through her hair, and pulled on the shirt he had left for her. She grinned. It smelled like him.

She wandered back downstairs, looking like a freshly fucked young woman - hair a bed-headed mess, wearing a man's shirt, barefoot and hungry. She found her way into the kitchen, inhaling deeply. "That smells incredible," she told him, walking up behind him and sliding her arms around his waist. She pressed a kiss to his shoulder and then peered around him to look hungrily at the pancakes. "Morning."
 
“Good morning to you my dear” He said turning and breathing her in “don’t you look exquisite” He said leaning in to give her a deep kiss before reluctantly pulling away. He tried not to look sad as he turned finishing the pancakes and knowing their time was about to be cut short. The library was being nice to him letting him have a few more precious moments before it found a way to get her out.

Usually he awoke to the female gone scattered like dust in the wind. He always felt sad about that and inwardly it was one of the few times he cursed his deal.

“Do you like pancakes?” He said shaking himself from the thought and turning raisin an eyebrow.
 
Lily missed the sadness in his expression, instead focusing on the sweet pleasure of his kiss.

"Do I like pancakes?" she repeated, giggling. "What kind of a question is that?" she teased. "Of course I do!" She took a plate full of them and sat down at the table, anxious to dig in.

They were light, fluffy and perfect. "These are amazing!" she chirped after her first bite, grinning at him. "You are an amazing cook!" Then she blushed. "And I suppose I'm hungrier than usual after last night..."
 
“Thank you” he said a bolt of pride coursing through him as he sat down and began working on his own stack. He reached over taking her hand in his and giving it a squeeze as he continued to slowly eat. He took his time knowing it would soon be over instead existing in the moment as he gazed into her eyes.

“You are so pretty” He said before blushing “I am sorry I don’t mean to act a fool” He said smirking and eating some more “so I don’t believe I ever asked what are you going to school for? Planning on changing the world?” He said chuckling but still wanting the information so he could try to look her up wherever his travels took him.
 
She blushed at his abrupt compliment, but grinned, too. "It's alright. I'd be happy hearing that from you whenever you want to say it."

She paused in her breakfast to consider his question about what she was doing, a blush rising on her cheeks as she answered. "So, this is probably going to sound a little weird, but I'm studying a combination of English lit and computer science. I'm hoping to one day help digitize old libraries, to help people find the books they need and to provide access to that information to everyone, even if they aren't able to physically reach the library."
 
He laughed “wow we sound perfect for each other” He said before blushing and realizing what he said “I mean that sounds fantastic I have heard of some places doing that I will always love the old book though” He said smiling and looking around before a bolt of realization struck him.

“I think you will achieve your goals” He said smiling at her not letting her know that she had “and when you do I hope you don’t forget musty old places like this old girl” He said rubbing the table and looking at his library fondly.
 
Lily smiled brightly at his confidence. Most people thought her idea was cute, at best, useless at worst. No one ever really saw the value in it. It meant the world to her that he did.

"I hope so!" she answered. "I'd love to come work on this library, even just for an excuse to spend more time here," she admitted, blushing brightly. "M-maybe I'll come do this library first, once I finish writing my program." She looked fondly around at the books piled everywhere. "I don't intend to use my work to make libraries obsolete. I love old books, and old libraries. I want to use my work to help introduce people to the kind of magic you can find in a place like this..."
 
“Well then I am doubly glad to hear that” He said trying to keep the grin off of his face as he finished his pancakes. Her invention and program would go on to become the lead in the world and change literature as every one saw it. He wanted to tell her but didn’t instead taking her plates and putting htem in the sink before sighing and giving her a sad look.

“I am guessing you will have to leave soon” His voice making it sound as if it was great sadness. He sat down across from her looking at her his expression one of longing as he reached out and took her hand again.
 
Lily blushed as he took her hand. "Yeah... I have class to get to this morning." She bit her lip, smiling at him. "But, if you're okay with it, I'd like to come see you again, as soon as I can. Would... would you mind if I did that?"
 
“Of course not” He said even though he looked sad “come on” He said taking her hand and bringing her back into the library. He knew the book for her would be waiting on the front shelf and he picked it up turning it over in his hands a few time before handing it to her.

“A gift from me” He said leaning in and giving her a passionate soul shattering kiss. He didn’t let her go keeping her close to him and dancing with her around the room. He finally let her go and stroked her hair for a few minutes before pushing the book into her hands.
 
Lily couldn't keep the silly grin off her face. She was so happy. She had no idea, of course, that the library would disappear, and that she wouldn't be able to come back this evening and see him again.

She took the book from him, holding it to her chest. "Thank you." She pushed herself up onto her toes, kissing him once more. "I promise, I'll come back soon!" She grinned at him, kissing him once more, and practically skipped out the door.

When she got home, Lindsay was there, wondering where she'd been all night. It was clear from the love-struck look on her face that Lily had been with someone, but she refused, despite Lindsay's insistence, to say anything about it. She changed for class, grinning sheepishly when she realized she still had his shirt - she kept it on, just opting to pull some jeans on underneath, not caring what she looked like.

Class was slower than usual. Every ten minutes she'd look at the clock, anxious for the end of the day to come, finally. When it did, however, she was in for a terrible surprise.

Lily practically ran most of the way from school back to the street where the library had been. When she rounded the corner, however... it was gone. In its place, there was the empty lot, full of scrubby bushes and dead grass, with no indication that the library had ever been there in the first place. Her heart dropped into the pit of her stomach, shattering into tiny pieces. How was this possible? Was this what he'd meant when he said the library moved? But that couldn't be! Of course, the only other option was that she'd dreamed it, and she refused to accept that.

Feeling lost, she arrived home only to collapse into Lindsay's arms in tears. She knew she shouldn't have been so heartbroken over the loss of a man she'd known for less than a day, but the connection she'd felt to him was real. She let Lindsay believe that her mystery man had simply left her the way men do after some one-night-stands; it was easier than explaining the library to her.

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Months passed. Lily kept the book - a fantastical fiction novel about an epic adventure on the scale of Lord of the Rings - with her all the time. She'd read it twice by the time February arrived - it would have become her favourite book even if she'd found it on her own, but it meant so much more to her since Andrew had been the one who gave it to her.

She'd changed her usual route home from school to walk past the empty lot. Each time she rounded the corner, her heart would skip a beat and she'd wish beyond all hope that the library would be there. Each time, it wasn't, and she felt her heart break a little more. She didn't know why she did it to herself. It hurt, every time she turned the corner and it wasn't there. Still, she supposed it would be worse to avoid the area and miss the library, on the off-chance that it ever came back.

Some days were worse than others. Some days, she'd see happy couples on the street or on campus, and her heart would ache for what she almost had. Those were the days she'd go home, slip into the shirt of his she still had, and curl up in bed to read. It was the only connection she had to him - she refused to give it up.

Valentines' Day was coming, and Lily wanted to bury herself in her bed and sleep through it. She couldn't stand the idea of seeing all this romance around her when she was still pining after Andrew. Her mind was even starting to question her sanity - how could he even be real? Libraries didn't teleport around. Handsome young men didn't live in magical libraries, giving gifts of sex and books to lonely young women like her. She had to be crazy, right? Was she pining after a dream?

She did, in fact, choose to sequester herself away in her house on the actual day of Valentine's Day. The more she could avoid the romance, the better. At least, until Lindsay came home with her new boyfriend.

Lily was happy for Lindsay, truly - she'd found someone to love after spending years jumping from boytoy to boytoy. But that didn't mean Lily wanted to see it at that particular moment.

She escaped, bundling herself up in a big coat, and went for a walk. She avoided any main streets, anxious to avoid happy couples so she could wallow in her own misery. She didn't even realize where her feet were taking her until she was already around the corner. In fact, so intent was she at staring at the sidewalk that she almost missed it - she was right next to it when she realized, abruptly, that the scrub that was supposed to be in her peripheral vision had been replaced with stone steps.

She looked up. The Library. Her breath left her in a great whoosh, and she nearly cried out with surprise and happiness. Her heart twisted in her chest, and she ran, full tilt, up the stairs and in through the door.

"Hello?!" What if he wasn't here? What if this library was different? She clearly had no idea how this worked. Maybe there was more than one. Maybe he wasn't the librarian anymore. She tried to quash the hope that had seized her, knowing she'd break if he wasn't here, but she couldn't. She couldn't stop herself from pulling her coat off, scattering snowflakes everywhere. She couldn't keep the hope from her eyes as she moved through the stakes, holding her hands against her chilly, pink cheeks.

She looked different than she had, last time she was here. She was wearing glasses, this time. Her hair was up in a loose ponytail, with strands of hair falling out and framing her face. Her clothes were simple - a comfy sweater and jeans. Pretty, this time, rather than sexy.

"Andrew?" she called, her heart hammering in her chest as she waited for an answer.
 
ONE YEAR LATER (HIS TIME)

“Its not like I am asking for damn miracle!” Andrew snapped throwing his arms up into the air “I know the rules even if no one told me nor ever will and I haven’t questioned them taking them in stride and dealing with it you have given me incredible gifts and I love you I love taking care of you and I love helping you but this is unfair I am not asking to leave or abandoned you just for you to take me back to her! I don’t want any one else”

He received no reply and he felt tears beginning to spring to his eyes. One year had passed since that wonderful stolen moment, one year he had tried (in vain) to get over her but he couldn’t no matter where they went and how far they traveled he couldn’t stop thinking about her. He tended to the library but an anger was starting to grow in him an anger he couldn’t shake or get rid of. Eventually he gave up instead letting it fester inside of him until his eventual explosion.

“It’s not fair” He murmured getting up and narrowing his eyes “And you know that so you clearly don’t care” He said stomping over to his desk and throwing him self down onto it.

Then he heard the bell jingle.

“Not in the mood” He murmured seconds later he heard the voice and his eyes widened realizing who it was. He leapt up running a hand through his hair and rushing forward. He was wearing jeans and a black t shirt today and he all but slammed into her as he grabbed her and picked her up.
 
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