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Unexpected Emotions	By : Rukkai Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 9122 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Orlando Bloom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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AN: Finally! Jeez, I'm sorry everyone. I really did not mean to take a year to finally get in the groove of this story again. I finally had my friend read over this chapter (because it's a lemon, and I've never written one before) and then I finished the chapter off last night at one in the morning, and I really felt so guilty about not giving you guys it. So, now, here it is, and I hope I still have fans that won't hate me. Thanks for the support if you're still around.

Chapter Twelve: Easy Enough

“Now what?” Sighing, Karen stood in front of the not-so-alien apartment building. It seemed like once upon a dream that she was here with Orlando as he tried to cheer her up the first time something bad had happened. How long ago did they meet? Was it only a week and a half, or years upon years? She barely knew anything about Hollywood or movie stars, and yet, she seemed to know so much more about Orlando Bloom than she thought she ever would. A grin crossed her features as she remembered Eve’s first reaction when she found Orlando in her place as a bodyguard against Mike. The grin faded as she remembered Mike, and she looked away from his apartment to look across the street.

How much longer had she known Mike than Orli? Did it really matter that it was only a few more years? A sigh escaped her lips again as she turned back to the building and tried to swallow the knot in her throat. Mike was her next target, but she had to first deal with Orlando. Karen paced back and forth, and then finally sat on a bench, pulling her cell phone from the front jean pocket before dialing the number that recently called. Orlando’s machine picked up, so she figured that maybe he wasn’t home. But as she looked up at the apartment again, she noticed one of the windows was slightly getting fogged up. Wasn’t that his apartment? Karen stood up.

It was easy sneaking into the building; all she needed to do was wait for an old lady to go inside and allow her access afterwards. She snuck up to Orli’s room and made to knock on the door, but the second she touched it, the thing pushed open a little bit. Looking back and forth first, she noticed no one else was around before entering to find the place empty, but she could hear a shower going and then the squeaking of the handles as they shut off the supply of water.

The breath in her lungs caught in her throat.

She must have looked like some stalker idiot who broke into a famous actor’s New York apartment and planned on stealing something precious. The next sound she heard were his light, yet wet, footsteps as he came down the small hallway leading from the bathroom to the living room where she stood, frozen, near the door. One step was all she needed to be free, but as she turned on her heel towards the door, she heard him call out her name and knew she was busted.

“Karen, what’re you doing here, love?”

Turning back around, she immediately noticed his wet torso and the towel that hid it all. And she almost gaped, but saved herself the embarrassing moment, “Erm… y-you’re door was open.” She pointed back at the door as she tried to tear her eyes away from the tat near his belly button, or the way his eyes seemed to see through her. Even the way his hair dripped cried out sexy, and she could feel the heat growing in her lower belly as she stared, trying to make the breath come back to her lungs.

“Well, why didn’t you ring the bell? Did someone else let you in?”

She was still flustered and caught off guard, “W-well… I… I just… You called me.” She tore her eyes away and forced herself to stare at the ground, “And I thought it was important, so I rushed over here and then I got sidetracked, and I noticed that your window was all foggy, so it seemed like you were home and I just thought that maybe you’d get out of the shower before I got up there, so some old lady let me in and I just—“

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, Karen, settle down. Now, take a deep breath.” He was so close to her that they were almost touching, except not, and now she really couldn’t look away or down at her feet for fear of being rude.

Her eyes met his as she drew in a shaky breath. Orli noted the blush on her cheeks and realized what made her uncomfortable, but what he didn’t expect to happen was her hand sliding up to his cheek. Lips met lips in a gentle embrace that she turned to needy and hungry, and he felt himself slipping away in her hold. Orlando tightly wrapped his arms around her, and she felt his manhood press against her jeans. His hands moved back up to her face as he broke the contact to stare into her deep blue eyes, and he thought he was losing himself as he tilted his head to suckle at her neck. A whimper escaped her lips as her eyes slid closed and she knew they were on the same page as she slid her jacket off with ease.

Biting her lip, Karen led him over towards the couch as he started tugging her shirt off, leaving her in her bra as she hit the leather softness underneath. She felt herself getting nervous, but at the same time, she was okay because it was Orlando and he wasn’t really doing anything just yet. But her back went stiff when she felt he was getting hard down below, and it was then that she found herself trying to form words. The lust in her lower belly was giving her a hard time about what to say, and she felt her throat tighten in a knot as she barely got the word ‘protection’ through. He heard, understood, and figured out why she was nervous in merely a split second.

The thought of Karen being a virgin made the actor grin as he kissed her forehead and sat up on the couch, “Are you sure you want to go through with this? I’ll be your first time.”

It was her chance to catch her breath, “I’ll be fine… I know you’re not gonna hurt me.”

His grin got a little wider as he felt his lustful side start to take over, “Then do me a favor and close your eyes so you can relax better.” She did as she was told as he came closer to her again, taking off her bra as he stroked her hair and ran his fingers lightly down her arms.

Goosebumps formed where his fingers went, and he got her bra off rather easily considering he wasn’t normally good at things like that when it came to Kate. Before him were breasts made by god himself, in his opinion. Orli wasn’t the type of man who wanted huge boobs on his girl, so Karen’s small ones were a right fit, but she wasn’t so small that her chest was flat. Her nipples were perky and rosy already, probably due to the lack of warmth in the room. He kissed each one and her eyes opened to inspect what was being done to her. She blushed tenfold and tried to cover herself up, which made Orlando laugh heartedly while he pried her hands off.

“Now, now. If you act like a child maybe I’ll have to punish you somehow.” The thought made him laugh. Orlando wasn’t into S&M or anything else like that, but he bent lower to nibble on her earlobe to get her to loosen up a little before gently grabbing her wrists and putting them above her head. His head bent down to her breasts and he began playing with them with his mouth, trailing his hot tongue around each nipple before taking each in his mouth. Everything he did elicited a moan from Karen below him, until they both couldn’t take the sexual frustration building up inside. Her face was crimson as he trailed kissed down her body, Karen’s fingers firmly entwined in his hair. Her body was heated up, and she felt that if she tried to move from the couch, she would be firmly glued to the leather.

He spent more time trailing his hands down, and she arched her back towards the touch as he traced his hands down her curves again and again. He made it down to her jeans, and began undoing them, tantalizingly slow. She bit down on her lower lip again as she watched him slowly undo the zipper and button and then as he slid them down off of her hips and finally fully off her legs. Orlando had to sit up as he did this, and when he tossed the pants to the side, he finally got the full view of Karen on the couch. There was a shimmer of sweat on her forehead and her cheeks were bright red. Her breath was coming in gasps and she gazed up at him with eyes fill with lust. He had to smile deviously at her; the site was almost too innocent to really violate the way he was going to.

With her hands above her head, her breasts were still in plain sight, and still rosy and budded, moving up and down with each intake of breath. Her hair cascaded over her exposed shoulders and off the couch. Panties the color of green grass caught his attention as his manhood throbbed. Of course he knew what to do, but what did Karen know about having sex with another person. The grin never left as his left hand went to stroke a rosy nipple, making her mewl and close her eyes briefly as she moved towards the touch. The same hand trailed down her body again and then to the hem of her panties. Karen lifted her hips as an invitation to take them off, and Orlando obliged, pulling them off slowly while watching her face and how she blushed.

Delicate black curls winked at him as he pulled the panties full off and tossed them somewhere off in the room. The virgin bed awaited his willing seed, but this needed time. He needed to go slowly with Karen to make sure she was going to be okay throughout the whole thing. A sweet kiss to her abdomen made her suck in a breath as the hair stood up on the back of her neck. Like a dance, her knees moved up slightly, revealing her most sacred treasure. Orli put his hands on either side of her hips to look her in the eyes. Their lips met and Karen wrapped her arms around him to pull him closer. The need for contact clearly showed in the deep kiss they shared.

Ever so slowly, Orlando’s hand made its way down to Karen’s awaiting opening. As she was distracted by the kiss, he brushed his thumb against her clitoris, and she broke the contact, calling out slightly. He moved his mouth down to her neck again, kissing and sucking, licking everywhere and anywhere he could just to get her to moan louder. His fingers probed into her, stretching her, one by one until he had three inside of her. She bucked against them, loving the feeling of them being inside of her altogether. And then the feeling was lost and she took in a shaky breath. She was shaking, but it felt so good to be filled like that.

The warmth was spreading slowly up her lower back, and she looked up at the ceiling as Orlando finished leaving his mark on her neck. He moved up to look at her again, to see his handiwork. Karen didn’t want to let him go, and her hands rested against his shoulders, and then moved down to his arms. She was almost clinging like he was going to leave her. This couldn’t be the end, could it? The actor moved a hand down to where he was aching as well and removed the towel that hid it all. Karen didn’t look, she didn’t know if she could. But she could feel him hovering over her opening, and she could see the want in Orlando’s eyes slowly taking over. A part of her was nervous again.

He moved down slightly, taking his penis in his hand and brushing it against Karen’s folds. She quivered, moaning his name as she sighed, “O-Orlando…”

“Karen.” He stated, “Do you want this?”

She nodded in response, biting her lip to keep her voice from betraying her.

“Tell me you want this then.” He whispered into her ear, nipping at an earlobe.

“I-I…” She stuttered as he brushed against her again, “I want this.” She whispered.

“What was that?” He was taunting her.

“I w-want this.” Karen closed her eyes, secretly wishing to brush against him again.

“I can’t hear you, Karen.” He moved closer, poised at her entrance.

“I want this! Please!” She begged, and that was all he needed.

At a more moderate pace, Orlando slipped the head of his penis into her and she arched her back towards him. This was more than his fingers, more than anything she ever felt. Pain mixed with lust mixed with something else slowly growing in her lower belly. And she could feel him as he moved slowly, inching in more. At first she couldn’t find her voice, it was trapped in her throat, but her mouth opened, issuing out a squeak as he inched in. Then he suddenly stopped.

“You alright? We can stop now.” But his breath was ragged. She knew he wanted this, but she was so tight, “Relax, Karen. Relax.”

She pulled him closer by wrapping her legs around him, and he was astonished by the sexy move she could pull off. Now he had full access and he could do with her whatever he pleased. It was decided, he was going to steal her virginity and she was going to scream his name by the end of the night. Orlando grinned as he lowered his mouth to her neck again. At the exact same time, the actor bit down at the base of her neck and swiftly thrust forward into her vaginal cave. She called out loudly, digging her nails into his shoulders as she tried to adjust to the feeling within her. Her lower back was on fire, and she wondered why people would call this fun for a minute.

“It gets better…” He whispered into her ear as he pulled back slightly, looking into her eyes again. He withdrew only slightly, until his tip was the only thing still inside her. Then slowly, ever so slowly, he went back inside. The friction drove her wild and she moaned when he reached the same spot as before. In and out, he started slow and then began to speed up the rhythm, building up the feeling in her stomach again until it was all the way up where her neck and skull met. A few more thrusts would be all it would take to make the feeling spread through her head.

They were hot, and their bodies were sticking together. Their moans for each other grew louder with each movement, until all they could do was call out each other’s names over and over again. Karen pulled him down into a searing kiss right as he plunged in deep, hitting just the right spot. The kiss broke as she cried out loud, mewling his name as she felt white hotness spread through her veins and her lower stomach. Orlando came soon after, deep inside her. They rocked down from their orgasms together and then Orlando removed himself from Karen with ease, slipping off the rubber protection they had used and discarding it.

Not even five minutes later, Karen’s eyelids were drooping, and she couldn’t explain this wonderful happiness she felt as the actor laid his heavy weight next to her. The blue eyed wonder-girl slipped her arms around him and pulled him close as their naked legs intertwined, and she soon slipped into a slumber.

- - -[Oh ho ho!!]- - -

The alarm clock flashed 12:00 in the afternoon, and the man on the speaker was talking about how nice the weather was and about the newest hit single by this person. What celebrity was having a baby? Why was Karen thinking about this? She opened her eyes slowly to a new room in Orlando’s apartment. But where was she again? The memories were fuzzy, but she felt that she was indeed forgetting something. Last night was…

The girl nearly sat straight up in bed, but she was wrapped tightly in a down comforter, white as snow. The room was pleasantly warm, and the curtains were closed, blocking out the gray light from outside in the winter world. She could faintly remember waking up last night pressed against a hard body, legs entwined with those of the actor who had officially stolen her virginity. He carried her into a room that she hadn’t recognized, and then he kissed her until she fell asleep again, safe in his arms under the comforter she was wrapped in.

Karen didn’t even feel him get up, but the more she thought about the night before, the harder she blushed. She laid on her side, pulling her knees slightly up so she was curled under the comforter. The musician couldn’t help but think about every agonizing thing he had done to her last night, and how each thing had felt so amazing. She faintly wondered if they would have done it again had she not fallen asleep. She could feel her face grow hotter at the thought that she was still naked in his bed in the apartment. Would he come back for more?

She rolled back over to face the alarm clock again, and noticed a note on the bedside table. Karen sat up, noting the dull pain in her lower back, and then she inched her way over and picked it up. Orlando had written to her about having to leave early that morning, but he wanted her to know that the night before was wonderful. When she read that, she couldn’t help but blush more. There she was, a mere virgin, and he was telling her that she was wonderful. He apologized in the letter afterwards for not having anything prepared for her for breakfast; however, she was welcome to rummage around his kitchen. Near the end, he told her that her clothes were in the wash, and she would have to wear something of his in the meantime. She could wait until he would get home, and then he would take care of her from there.

The letter made her head spin as she set it down, staring once at the alarm clock before getting up to wander about the room. She wasn’t so much embarrassed about being naked anymore, though, when she spotted her form in the mirror, she blushed at the marks at the base of her neck and on her shoulders. When did they get there? She had to shake the thoughts that would eventually lead into one another, and then she would want more of the actor when he got back. She still had something else to do! Or, someone else to do, really.

Nothing in his closet would fit her right, she knew, but she had a feeling that she had to try to find at least something to wear. Karen couldn’t really go out into the streets naked, now could she? After grabbing a button up shirt, and a pair of his pants, she tried to find a belt to keep them up. The belt was on the last notch, but the pants fit after she rolled them up at the bottom. The same was done to the long sleeves of the shirt so that at least her fingers would show. Something about the apartment made her feel empty inside, so she had to leave it behind. Grabbing her jacket, she didn’t think twice about the fact that Orli wasn’t around and that his missing presence could cause the place to feel deserted.

Once outside, she caught the first taxi she could and made her way over to the hospital to tell Eve everything that had happened to her the previous night. Would her friend believe her? Not like she had a choice in the matter, really. With a smile on her face, Karen bounded down the hallway of the hospital and into Eve’s room.

“Eve! You were right! Orlando was won—" Karen cut short.

The blonde on the bed looked up with a horrified look on her face. There, next to her, sat Mike and Greg both looking dumbfounded as Karen burst into the room. At first, she wondered why they were even there to begin with, though it must’ve been clear on her face that her mood dropped the second she spotted them. The girl had to force a smile on her face to cover it up.

“Orlando’s what, Karen?” Mike asked after a short silence. Greg was almost certain he knew the answer, though that didn’t stop his smirk.

“Erm… Orlando was wondering about…” She paused, “The tattoos!” Karen finished, pulling off a cheesy grin. “Yeah! He wanted to know how our tattoos were doing. He called my cell phone last night and left a message, but the message was all static and mumbled words, you could barely hear a thing.”

A nervous laugh from the two girls made Greg more suspicious, but it wasn’t his turn to really ask what was going on. The med student merely stood up and smiled towards the girls, tugging on Mike’s shirt before going to the door.

“Time for us to go. You take care, Eve.” He winked as he practically dragged a confused Mike out of the room.

They watched the boys go, and waited until a few minutes after the door was closed to even glance at each other. Silence filled the room until they sighed simultaneously. Eve’s face held a wicked grin as she looked at her best friend blushing there near the door. But Karen was soon in the mood to tell the story of her night to the blonde. She jumped onto the bed and sat cross-legged, and began her tale of every little thing that Orlando had done to her. All the touching, kissing, moaning, sweating, heat, passion, lust, and begging that had happened that night.

By the time she was done, she was more flustered than when she had woken up, but Eve was still on the ball, “You know what you have to do now, right, Karen? Now, it’s time for trial two.”

[End of Chap. Twelve]
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