I let out a sigh as the cool air hit me as I walked out of the building and towards my dorm. I had just finished my last exam and now was rushing back to my dorm room to pick up my things so Arthur could pick me up for the flight. After a brisk walk across the college campus, I arrived at my dorm and headed upstairs, running into Chani on the way. She followed me to my room, where we hugged.
“You better stay safe, Mali.”
“Or else you’ll piss on my grave.” I rolled my eyes with a smile. “I know, I know.”
Her smile faded as she grew more genuine. “I’m really going to miss you.”
“I’m going to miss you too, Chani. But I won’t be gone that long. I’ll be back before you know it.”
“I know, but I’m gonna miss you, regardless.” She smiled slightly. “We won’t get to spend the most miserable time of the year together.”
“Maybe next year I’ll be here, and it won’t be so miserable.” I laughed, picking up my suitcase. “Arthur texted me and said he’s here, so I’ve got to go, but I promise you I’ll message you when I can.”
“I love you, Mali.” Chani leaned in for a kiss.
“I love you too, Chani.” I moved back after we kissed.
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“Hey.” Arthur sat down next to me in the terminal’s seats, pulling my attention away from the birds that fly around DIA. “I bought us some coffee. Decaf for you, of course.”
“Thanks.” I smiled as I took the warm cup from his hand.
“Are you nervous about flying?”
“Yes and no.” I laughed. “Yes, because of Chani hyping it up so much, but no, because of the medication I’m on making any worries numb.” I shrugged with a smile.
“There’s nothing to worry about. I’ve been on plenty of planes, and I’m still around.”
“You’re just barely kickin’, though.” I poked him with a smile.
“Was that an old joke?” He chuckled. “Just know you’re the one going to Amsterdam with an old guy.”
“Fine by me.” I shrugged. “I like old guys.”
“You like old guys, or you like me?”
“Just old guys in general, but I suppose you’re my favorite one so far.” I nudged him with my elbow.
“I’ll take it.” Arthur shrugged with a smile.
“How long is this flight supposed to be, anyway?”
“Around twelve hours. We have one stop in O’Hare in Chicago, though. That flight will be about two or three hours of the trip.”
“Alright. That’s a long time, but I’m sure I’ll be fine.” I smiled.
“You will since I’m there.”
I laughed. “Oh yeah? You’re gonna make sure the plane stays in the sky.”
“Or else.”
I rolled my eyes with a smile. “Practically Superman.”
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“Goddamn.” I stretched my legs out in front of me. “I thought the seats were nice on the last plane, but this is even better!” The seats were bigger and next to each other this time.
“Usually, the longer the flight, the bigger the plane.” Arthur took a sip of his Old Fashioned, which he had let me try. Like every kind of alcohol I’ve had,it mostly just tastes like the alcohol itself.
“And this thing is huge.” I moved in my seat to look back at the other seats. Arthur had gotten us first-class seats, giving us more room for my first flight this long. I had a feeling he was just a first-class kind of guy in general, but I wasn’t about to complain.
“I could’ve gotten us nicer seats if we got a different plane. I waited too long for that, though.”
“Do you see me belly aching?” I looked over at him with a smile.
“You had an…odd way with words, Malia.” He looked over at me skeptically. “I’m glad but not surprised. You’re not really one to complain.”
“I appreciate you saying that.” I tilted my head to the side happily. “Oh, and thank you again for the gift.” I lifted my new iPad up. “I still think it’s too much, but I really, really appreciate it.”
“It’s really nothing, Mal. And I’m glad you’ll get to use it on this flight. That’s a big part of the reason I got it for you. Can I see what you were drawing last flight?”
“Sure.” I pulled the iPad up and moved the cover before unlocking it. “It’s not the best.”
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Arthur smiled as he saw what I had been doodling. Mostly tattoo ideas and the tattoos I already had. “It’s good, Mal. You did well. These look exactly like your tattoos.” He pointed to some of them.
“You should see what Chani can do.” I smiled as he handed it back to me. “She’s an amazing artist. She said she’d even draw something I can get tattooed.”
“Chani is very intense.” Arthur chuckled.
“Oh, yeah…” I reached up to rub the back of my neck. “She really interrogated you. I’m sorry about that.”
He smiled, shaking his head. “It’s alright, Mal. I’m sure things will work better between us if your girlfriend approves of me.”
“Fair enough, but I’m still sorry. She shouldn’t have just gone in on you like that. Especially…with your ex-wife stuff.”
“Well, you’ve never asked. I’m sure you shared some of her burning questions.” He looked over at me as if to see if he was right.
I shrugged. “I guess, yeah. At least a little.”
“Do you have any other questions she didn’t ask? I don’t mind you asking.” He placed his hand on mine.
“Not…right now, at least.” I shook my head. “But if I come up with any, and if you promise you won’t ditch me because of my curiosity, I’ll ask them.”
Arthur chuckled. “Of course, I wouldn’t.”
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After a long flight, we had finally gotten off and were able to stretch our legs and walk around again. I was happy to be off the plane and to think I wasn’t in the same country anymore, it’s crazy. I’ve only be to a handful of airports in my life, but the one in Amsterdam was very bright and airy. Even the air here felt different, or maybe it was just my excitement.
“You’re all smiles.” Arthur wrapped his arm around my shoulder, kissing the top of my head.
“I’m just excited.” I looked up at him.
“I’m glad to hear it, Mal.” He squeezed my shoulder as we made our way to the luggage pickup.
After some time, we got our luggage and headed out to get a cab. We got in and started towards the hotel. I had my face glued to the window, watching everything as we drove by, not willing to miss anything. Eventually, we got off the highway and into the city.
“Lot of bikes.” I glanced over at Arthur.
“A lot of places have better transport infrastructure than the U.S. does.”
“Plus, there’s weed everywhere. So win-win.” I laughed.
“Do you even smoke, Mal?”
“Not…yet, but maybe someday. Chani does and has invited me to smoke with her before, though.”
“I use to when I was younger, but it always made me sick.” Arthur shook his head.
“Really?” I looked over at him fully with wide eyes.
“Why does that surprise you so much?”
I shrugged. “Guess I didn’t expect it, is all.”
We arrived at the hotel and climbed out of the cab. I looked up at the Pulitzer Amsterdam. It was stunningly beautiful. I loved the architecture in the area. It didn’t take long for us to get checked in and shown to our room. I set my stuff down before jumping onto the bed, letting out a huff. Arthur sat down next to me, and I moved to rest my head on his lap.
“What would you like to do, Mal?” He ran his fingers through my hair.
“Get something to eat and go to bed.” I admitted. I hadn’t slept the best on the plane, so I needed to catch up on some sleep; plus, I was just tired in general and a bit achy.
“Sure thing. I’ll find us some food and then you can get some sleep.”
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The two of us woke up refreshed and got some food at the hotel. After breakfast, we embarked on a walking tour through the streets of Amsterdam, stopping at lunch. We split up from the tour and went to a couple of museums before the sun began going down. We ate dinner at a really nice Italian place before taking another walking tour of the red-light district. By the time we got back to the hotel, I was ready to never go for a walking tour again, but Arthur informed me we’d be going on a lot more on our trip.
Both of us were tired and sore, so we agreed to use the bathtub that was next to the bed in the main part of the room.
“Are you joining?” Arthur glanced over at me as he stepped into the mostly filled-up bathtub.
I finally tore my attention from outside the window and stepped away. “It’s just so goddamn pretty. The view of the canal is so sick.”
Arthur chuckled. “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself so much. You’ve been smiling nonstop.”
“I’m just really happy.” I shrugged, laughing. After I had finished stripping, I looked up to see Arthur. He was watching me with a smirk. “Something you like, mister?”
“Something I like very much.” He nodded, his voice husky. “Come on and get in before the water gets cold.”
I followed his command and stepped into the water, getting in on the other side of the bath between his legs. “Not as big as it could be.”
Arthur laughed. “When I get a house, I’ll be sure to have you check the bathrooms out for me.”
“I’d love that, honestly.”
We sat in the hot water for a while, before I sat up on my knees, moving to the other part of the tub to be chest-to-chest with Arthur. He ran his fingers through my hair as we made out. We made out for a while longer, before moving back.
“I want you, Mal.” He watched me hungrily.
“I want you too.” I leaned in to kiss him again.
“Get on that bed, right now.” His voice was a low growl.
I crawled out of the bath and laid down on the bed, watching as Arthur got out of the water, still dripping. “Is it okay to get the bed wet?”
“Don’t worry about it, Mal.” He chuckled, walking across the floor over to me. Arthur stopped at the edge of the bed, his eyes scanning over my body.
Insecurely, I shifted under his gaze.
“What’s wrong?” He tilted his head to the side, his smile fading slightly.
“I’m just still getting comfortable with people seeing me naked.” I admitted, quietly.
“You’re perfect, Malia.” Arthur looked at me sympathetically.
“Maybe in your eyes.”
“I understand.” He nodded. “But you really are amazing. I hope, in time, you’ll feel more comfortable with yourself, because you deserve it.”
“Thanks, Arthur.”
“Of course. Because you are perfect, in fact. Just look at you.” His eyes roamed over my body once more, the smile growing back on his face. “Fuck.” I glanced down his body towards his growing erection. More than anything, it was flattering knowing he was so attracted to me.
Arthur got down on his knees. “Can I eat you out, Mal? Let me show you how I feel about you.”
“I--I…sure.” I nodded.
I could see him smile between my legs. He moved forward, burying his face in my crotch. His tongue ran between my lips, causing goosebumps to form across my body. “Arthur.” I muttered his name as he began sucking my clit. “Fuck.” He continued sucking as he stuck a couple of fingers inside me, rubbing against my walls. I ran my fingers through his hair, holding on as he didn’t stop.
Knots formed in my stomach, but before I could get off, Arthur pulled back with a smile. “I’m gonna fuck you now. You can’t cum yet, Mal.”
I nodded, pleading with my eyes. I wanted him to finish what he started but also wanted him to enjoy himself. Arthur stroked himself a few times, before running his dick through my lips, collecting my fluids and probably some of his own spit. He inserted himself and began thrusting.
Arthur grabbed my ankles, pushing them towards my head as he pushed himself in as deeply as possible. “Fuck.” He spoke between thrusts, breathlessly. “You’re. Fucking. Flexible. Mal.”
“Oh. Fuck.” I moaned out as Arthur pushed into me, reaching the end of viable space, pushing into my guts. “Arthur.” I touched, well more like clawed at, his fists forcing my knees next to my head.
The moans, the gasps, the whimpers all rolled out of my mouth.
“You’re so hot.” Arthur growled, leaning against my wet body to gnaw at my lips. Between the kisses, he bit at my lips, even drawing blood which he hungrily sucked away from the wound. Eventually, we finished together, leaving me to ride a wave of pleasure while he thrust a few last times.
“Holy. Fucking. Shit.” I panted, falling back into the bed. “That was amazing.” Looking over at Arthur, I could see him watching me with a crooked tired smile. “I need to pee.” I stood up on shaky legs. “I’m fucking shaking, Arthur.”
“You fucking better be.” He chuckled. “You’re fucking amazing, Mal.”
“You’re amazing!” I called after him as I walked into the bathroom, a large smile on my face that I couldn’t get rid of.
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