The Little One

A/N Sorry that this update was so slow in coming: it's finals time for me at University and I've been bogged down with papers, etc. I apologize and can tell you all that I intend to update more frequently once next week is over!

As for the story, it's moving a bit slowly at this point, but I promise that when it all hits the fan, it will be memorable!

~ sugarkisses


10.

Anne had filed her notes for the day and grabbed her purse from inside of the trailer that she shared with her production mates before leaving the vehicle: now she was on her way out to the parking lot to meet Sean at his car. Being his characteristically chivalrous self, he had offered to go with her, but Anne didn’t see any reason why she couldn’t make the quick trip herself.

She bounded down the trailer’s steps and onto the grass, slinging her purse over her shoulder as she moved. Weapons training was scheduled to go on for a few more days: she smiled wistfully as she thought of how Sean and the other actors were already hating the idea. Although the men were all physically fit, it was still difficult for them to keep up the hectic pace required. Finding out that they were no where near done with swinging metal over their heads, they had gone off in a tapestry of verbal filth such as Anne had never heard before.

There weren’t a lot of people mulling around in the main trailer corridor: that was what the grouping of production trailers were cally thy the people who worked in them. Most of the crew had decided to knock off at the same time, which left Anne alone as she strolled…

As she moved, she thought that she sensed someone behind her. She paused and turned, looking around… but there was no one there. The hair on the back of her neck went up despite the fact that she saw no one: her sixth sense was screaming at her that she wasn’t alone. She couldn’t fathom who could be behind her at first… but then an idea hit her, a very unpleasant one… Pivoting once more, she continued on her way to the parking lot, walking more briskly now that she was spooked.

A few trailers behind her, peaking his head around a corner, Jake was watching her as she moved. There was a silent beauty to her sway… he had almost forgotten how much he liked it. Anne had a sweet ass, a bit too plump, but in a way that complimented her. Jake figured that he would have to wait until nightfall to spy on Anne and Sean if he didn’t want to be spotted. No way did he directly want to confront Bean… the man was older, but he was also taller and known for being willing to punch if provoked... There was too much of a risk that he would be stopped before he could get to Anne…

In the parking lot, Sean was leaning against the hood of his car, finishing a cigarette, when he saw Anne come bounding towards him. Her expression was curious… Anne looked frightened. “Something wrong?” Sean inquired, standing up straight as he read her face.

“No” Anne lied, forcing a grin, “I’m just ready to go”

“Sweetheart…” he tried.

“I’m fine” she stated, cutting him off and walking to the passenger side of the car. “I’m just anxious to get home”

Sean was torn: on one hand, he knew that she wasn’t being entirely truthful with him, and on the other, he knew that she would tell him if anything serious had happened. He decided to trust her for the moment. Sean met her by the passenger side and opened the door for her, holding it as she got in. Sean closed it once she was inside and went over to the driver’s side. Getting behind the wheel, he looked at her, giving her a playful smile. “Ready to go home, baby?”

“God, yes…” Anne replied, closing her eyes, “I coule a e a nice, long bath…”

Sean grinned, starting the car. “I don’t suppose that I could talk my way into sharing that bath with you…”

“You could, except I don’t remember there being a bath tub at your place”

He chuckled, maneuvering the car through the lot and onto the road that led to the main thoroughfare. “Love, you have to remember that we’ve spent almost all of our time in the living room and master bedroom of my house… There’s another bathroom down the hall, with a fairly nice tub, I might add…”

“You don’t say” Anne teased, reaching over and placing her left hand on his chest. She stroked his flesh gently, cooing at him, “I think we have a deal, then, Mr. Bean”

She was glad for anything to take her mind off of the fear that she had felt mere minutes before. For all she knew, she had imagined the whole thing, and she didn’t see the point of burdening Sean with her baseless suspicions. Instead, she focused on caressing him, smiling when he growled.

“You’re going to get things started before we get anywhere near that tub” Sean joked, guiding his car onto the highway. It was a bit of a drive back to his house, and Anne was already teasing him: her touch and innuendo was enough that at the moment, he could think of nothing other than climbing into a warm, wet bath with her.

“I think you need to develop more patience, Seannie…”

He chuckled as he drove. “Love, you’re not helping and you know it” Sean retorted.

“Come on… My hand is nowhere near the ‘danger zone’” Anne stated innocently.

“You’re intentionally fucking with me” he answered, “Besides, we both know that all I need to do is get you into that bath and you won’t be able to control yourself…”

“Temper, temper” Anne mused, removing her hand from his chest and placing it on her lap. “Honestly… who’s to say that you wouldn’t be the first to cave in…?”

Sean smiled as he drove. “You’re being cheeky, darling… You know full well that you would give in first”

“I guess we’ll just have to see about that, won’t we?”

He cocked his eyebrow at her. “You’re abnormally feisty this evening…it makes me wonder what happened just before you met me at the car… You looked like you were spooked…”

Anne sighed and crossed her legs. “That was nothing, I just…”

“Just what?” Sean probed, turning the wheel as he drove down an off ramp.

“I don’t know…” Anne shook her head briskly. “It was nothing, I just got a creepy feeling when I was walking down the trailer corridor. I mean, I didn’t see anything… I just get that way sometimes”

Sean nodded: he didn’t want to say anything, but he had a suspicion that her fears had been correct. He didn’t want to scare her or get her upset. “Well… we’ll get you home and into a bath…”

Anne leaned her head back on the seat and closed her eyes. “ sou sounds lovely…”

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Anne sat on the edge of the guest bathtub, watching it fill with warm water. Sean was in the living room, watching the end of a footie game. She had made them spaghetti for supper from a simple recipe that she knew.

She was beginning to feel tired now that the day was over. Anne had spent the evening trying not to think about the weird feeling she had in the trailer corridor or what it might mean, but as she sat there on the side of the tub, she began to contemplate it once more…

Turning off the faucet once the tub was full enough, Anne stood up and slid herself into the water, sighing at the wonderful warmth that surrounded her body. She grabbed the sponge that sat on the ledge of the tub and soaped it up, drawing foam down her chest and shoulders…

“Love, are you decent?” Sean queried from the other side of the bathroom door.

“Of course not” Anne replied, giggling. She figured that Sean was going to test her now, to see if she would give in to her desire before he did.

“Good” he answered, entering the bathroom. “I hate it when you’re decent”

“Seannie” she breathed, looking at him as he leaned against the sink, “You can be so bad sometimes…”

“Mm, and you love it…” Sean stated, smiling at her. “Need some help washing your front?”

Anne raised her eyebrow at him. “You’re never subtle, are you?”

Sean stepped over to the bathtub and knelt down beside her, nuzzling her lips with his own: he succeeded in distracting her enough so that he got the sponge away from her. Pulling back before she could kiss him, he squeezed the sponge to work up bubbles and then drew it over her shoulders.

“Mm, that feels good” Anne moaned, closing her eyes in bliss.

“See, it isn’t all about me” he quipped, gently cleansing her back.

“Sean, I know you… and I know myself. There’s only one way that this will end”

Sean clicked his tongue at her. “I have more faith in us than that, darling… We could sit here, me bathing you, and do nothing more…”

Anne sighed as he ran the sponge over her neck and then down to her chest. She knew that he was teasing her, but just to emphasize her belief that they were on their way to making love, Anne turned her head, and, placing a wet hand on his cheek, she captured his lips with her own.

Sean was glad that she hadn’t taken him seriously: god, but she tasted good, and, as always, the way that her tongue caressed his sent a surge of desire through him that had his cock solid in mere seconds. “Love” he whispered, pulling back, “That’s not fair…”

“Neither is touching my breasts, but you’re doing it anyway”

Sean looked down at her chest: unbeknownst to him, his hand had traveled down to her breasts during their kiss and the sponge was resting between them. His knee-jerk reaction amazed him… and yet, he couldn’t help but chuckle at himself. “Sorry, darling…” he breathed, nodding at his hand, “It has a mind of its own”

“That’s your excuse?” Anne teased, a smirk on her face.

“You want a better one?”

Anne shook her head and leaned back in for another kiss, mewing as he responded to her by sucking on her tongue. Sean’s hand guided the soapy sponge over her breasts and down her belly, moving in slow circles.

Moving back, she stilled his hand by covering it with her own. “Seannie… You’re wearing too much…”

He grinned at her and brought the sponge upward, sliding it over her neck. “I don’t know, love… do you think it’s big enough, that?”

Anne watched him nod towards the tub. “I’m sure it is, I mean, it has to be…I…Sean, please…”

“Do you give in?” he queried, raising his eyebrow at her.

She shook her head: she wasn’t beaten yet. “No… I just want you in the tub with me”

“Patience” he replied, brushing the sponge over her jaw, his movements like that of doting father. “This bath is for you, honey”

“But you said that you wanted to join me” Anne whined unhappily.

“I do, sweetheart, but I know how you love anticipation… and I’m going to make you crack one way or another…”

Anne cursed his ability to read her mind: she had never gone so far as to tell him that she valued the teasing that led up to their lovemaking, it was something that he had gleaned on his own. “Normally, I would agree with you about anticipation, but at the moment… Sean, please come into the bath with me”

“All right: but just to bathe … remember, you said that you weren’t going to give i me me so easily”

She nodded in agreement, watching him hungrily as he stood up and undressed, kicking away his gym shoes and socks, pulling his shirt over his head and then letting it hit the floor. Their eyes locked as Sean undid his fly and shirked his way out of his jeans and boxers…

Anne couldn’t resist, it was instinct: she reached out for his cock, trying to grasp the hardened flesh in her hands.

“I though we agreed on just a bath” Sean reprimanded, his tone firm.

“I’m sorry” Anne apologized. She pulled her hand back and scooted forward in the tub, leaving him enough room to climb in behind her. “Please?” she begged, looking over her shoulder at him.

Sean smiled: his precious little one, beautiful and sweet… How could he resist? “All right… shove over now”

Anne leaned forward while Sean climbed into the tub behind her: in order to fit around her, he had to his bend his knees to his chest.

“We’re going to be crushed unless I put you on my lap” he mused, “but I’m only going to do that if you promise not to use that beautiful body of yours to try and break me…”

She was beginning to understand what Sean was up to: once more, he was trying to have control for the moment… and Anne was more than willing to give it to him, although she wasn’t ready to surrender just yet. “I promise” Anne swore.

She was rewarded by Sean’s large arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her onto his lap. With both of them in the tub, the water sloshed over the edges and onto the tile floor: neither of them took notice. Anne purred contentedly as Sean cuddled her against his chest and rested his chin on her shoulder, his beard scratching her skin.

“Mmm” he moaned, closing his eyes. “This is very nice…”

It took all of her will not to rub her bottom against the hard, thick cock that she felt pressing into the small of her back.

“I have to admit, warm water feels lovely on my muscles after all that fucking sword work” Sean stated huskily, “and having a sweet, sexy woman on my lap isn’t bad, either”

Anne giggled and placed her hands on his knees, using her palms to make small circles on his skin. “I’ve never done this before: taken a bath with someone” she admitted.

“Neither have I” Sean confessed.

“You’re kidding” she answered, turning her head and looking at him.

“No, I’m quite serious… I’ve shared showers before, but not baths…”

“Probably because you like to tease so much” Anne replied, leaning back against his body once more.

“Are you saying that I’m teg yog you, love?”

“No, never” she joked, taking hold of the sponge as it floated past her. She lifted it up and squeezed it between her hands, watching as soapy foam escaped from it.

“I’m going to ignore that” Sean stated, reaching around her shoulders and snatching the sponge from her hands. “I’ll say this, though… I think that I’m going to indulge myself in sharing baths more often from now on: assuming that you’re game, of course”

Anne smiled as Sean washed her back in smooth strokes. “Of course I am…You’re very good at washing me”

“I’ve had my share of experience with giving baths, raising three girls… of course, they were much smaller then: I stopped bathing them by the time that they were five and left it to the wives… didn’t think it was proper after that”

She closed her eyes and allowed Sean to wash her sides under the water as he kissed the back of her neck. “Sean…”

“What is it, love? Giving in?”

“You’re playing dirty: I don’t think you would like it if I had my hands all over you”

“Baby, you have no idea the torture I’m in just having you on my lap…” Sean replied, gently drawing the sponge up the middle of her body.

“Does that mean that you give in?”

Sean snorted. “Fuck, no… Nice try, though…”

“Oh, really?’ Anne joked, “So, you wouldn’t mind if I got out of the bath?”

“Don’t you fucking dare” Sean ordered, smiling: this game was far more fun than he had anticipated. “If you get out of the bath, I’m going to count that as a automatic forfeit”

Anne rolled her eyes. “I don’t remember agreeing to that… You know, you can’t just set up rules whenever you please”

“Watch me” he answered, leaning forward and licking the back of her neck.

“If you get to touch me and tease me with your mouth, then I get to tease you back…”

“Oh, no, you don’t!”

Anne was feeling far too playful to let that slide: she pushed her hips backward so that she was putting pressure on his cock. Sean grabbed her hips in response, trying to still her…

The water made their bodies slippery, and before either of them realized what was going on, they were wrestling in the tub, Anne doing her best to turn around while Sean desperately tried to keep her body still.

“Anne” he huffed, trying to wrap his arms around her, “Stop…”

“The fuck I will!” she retorted, using the slickness of their skin to pivot herself so that she faced him. “And you call me a tease… You’re the worst tease in the world!”

“I swear, when I get out of this tub, you’re going to pay” Sean threatened: his words weren’t convincing even to himself, though, because he was laughing as he spoke. He liked the way that Anne gave him a run for his money, the way that she had just enough spunk to keep up the fight and turn him on in the process.

“I don’t think so” Anne stated. “I think that you’re going to say ‘uncle’ first…”

He shook his head. “Uh-uh” Sean hissed, finally get a hold on her body: shit, the position that they had to be in to make this work had her little frame pressed to his, adding to the arousal that he felt. “Only way we’re getting out of this tub is if you agree to a mutual truce…”

“Seannie, what are you talking about?”

“I’m saying that we could both agree to a truce: then neither of us loses, and we can just get on to the fucking that we both want”

Anne squinted at him. “This had better not be a trick, Beansie… If it is, I’m going to be pissed if you hold it against me…”

“It’s not a trick, darling… Look, I’ll go first… Truce?”

She couldn’t help but trust him, not when she wanted him so badly. She stopped squirming in his arms and met his gaze, gasping from the exertion of their mock wrestling. “As long as you say truce, then I say truce…”

Sean nodded. “Good… because I need you, love…”

As Sean pressed his mouth over hers, Anne couldn’t help but wonder which one of them had actually won, or if it really was a truce as Sean said. His hands wandered all over her body now, unabashedly, squeezing her backside before one of his hands sneaked its way to her breasts. She could only return his kiss, matching every swipe of his tongue against her own and unconsciously rocking her sex against his cock.

“Not here” he whispered, breaking their kiss, “It’s too slippery… Let’s get to bed…”

Anne obeyed him, slowly raising her body from his and climbing out of the tub. Sean was right behind her, but instead of grabbing a towel to dry either of them off, he took hold of her left hand and anxiously led her from the bathroom to his bed. “Shouldn’t we dry off?” she inquired.

He merely shook his head and lowered her down to his mattress, climbing over her and placing demanding kisses on her upper body. “We’ve fooled around long enough… I need you now, love, or I’m going to explode”

She could hear the desperation in his voice: it made her feel proud that she had brought him to this state, but, at the same time, it also made her feel compassion for him… she could understand his urgency all too well.

Anne spread her legs for him when he moved to mount her, and released a loud moan as Sean instantly slid home into her.

“Oh, fuck, yes” Sean growled, reaching up and pinning her ws tos to the mattress with his large hands. “My sweet girl… I feel like I could fuck you straight through this mattress…”

A spike of desire shot through her body. “Yeah, Sean…”

“Yeah?” he asked, releasing her left wrist so that he could cup her breast with his right hand.

“Fuck, yeah, I want it like that…”

Sean responded with a low and predatory growl: he thrusted hard and deep into her, hearing her cry out loudly with her pleasure. He was amazed when he felt her thrusting back, her own body as desperate for release as his. Their play had aroused him greatly, so that, hard as he tried, he knew that he would have to submit to the pleasure that was mounting inside of him. “Bloody hell, that’s it” he grunted, feeling his orgasm build. “I’m going to come, baby, I’m going to come hard…”

Anne tried to nod, but was stopped as her peak crashed over her without warning, causing her to arch beneath him.

Sean felt her nails dig into his back, and coupled with the rhythmic contractions of her sex around him, he was lost… He roared and raggedly pumped into her a few more times, his body out of his control…

Anne slowly opened her eyes as she tried to catch her breath in the afterward: Sean had collapsed upon her, but she welcomed his weight and heat. Lazily reaching up with her right hand, she stroked his hair and placed a soft kiss on his sweaty temple.

“Sweetheart” Sean gasped, forcing himself to find the strength to roll them onto their sides. “Oh, sweetheart, that was absolutely lovely…”

“Definitely” she agreed.

Sean rubbed her back, kissed her forehead. “Did I hurt you?”

“No…”

“Anne…” Sean cajoled.

There wo poo point in lying to him: he already knew her too well for that to work. “Okay” she admitted sleepily, “it hurt a bit, but I loved it… I’ll be okay, Sean. You didn’t do anything that I didn’t want you to do…”

“I’m sorry, love… the animal in me just took over”

“There’s nothing to apologize for” Anne soothed, pressing her face to his chest. “It was wonderful, Sean… better than wonderful…”

Sean heard the exhaustion in her voice: fuck, he felt it, too. “What do you say to some sleep, honey: maybe a bit more rogering overnight?”

“That would be good” Anne replied, doing her best to stay awake.

He chuckled weakly. “Anne… I love you”

“I love you, too, Seannie…”

Placing a tender kiss on the top of her head, Sean cuddled her close and whispered, “Sleep tight now”

Anne heard what he said: and fell asleep a few seconds later.

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Jake had found Bean’s house after a bit of driving: the directithatthat he had stolen from the set weren’t as clear as he had hoped. Jake arrived in the area as the sun was setting. Having found a trail that led from the main road and into the bushes on the side, he pulled onto a side road, parking his car as far from the house as he could and staying behind the wheel, he waited…

It would be best if he waited until a few hours after dark to approach, just to be safe. He should do his best to insure that his car was camouflaged, so that no passerby would see it…

Jake sat… and waited…

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TBC