• PG... 17... and a half? •

It was late in the afternoon, almost evening time, and Fiona was walking side by side with Adam, feeling nervous butterflies in her stomach as they neared the building up front.

With her mom's permission, Fiona had come with Adam after a full day of dancing, now heading towards his gram's friend's nursing home to help teach dancing. Some of the other nuns who had retired from the nunnery where Adam had grown up lived there and that's why they so often visited. They were as much a part of Adam's family as the DanceDec was.

Fiona found it almost ironic. For a boy who was an orphan, he had more family than she had. She guessed he had found the family he had always wanted.

"Come on," Adam smiled down at her when she took a deep breath as they walked in through the doors. They were meeting up with his grams who had already gotten there earlier while they were still dancing at the DanceDec. She spent most of her days here with her friends, playing cards and having fun while Adam was out handling the grind.

Fiona smiled back up at him and let Adam take the lead as they walked up to the sign-in counter. The receptionist of course smiled brightly when she saw Adam, and Adam happily introduced Fiona. Fiona felt herself blush, but only because he introduced her as his girlfriend.

Girlfriend.

"It's right down here," He then said, after they had signed in and greeted a few more nurses in the hallway. He led her down another hallway, towards what seemed to lead to a larger, open space. A make-due living room.

"So how does it normally work?" Fiona hesitantly asked. She had never done something like this, and she wasn't quite so sure what they were supposed to do. What she was supposed to do.

Adam grinned a little. "Just follow my lead, tutu."

Grabbing her hand, he then burst into the large living room that was full of seniors sitting around, watching television, talking to each other, knitting, or half-sleeping in their various couches and chairs.

"Alright, everybody get up!" Adam shouted with a wide grin, and Fiona watched as all of the seniors faces instantly looked up and brightened at his arrival. Adam walked into the centre of the room and started pulling all of the crafting tables out to the side of the room and stuffing them away in corners like it was all pure routine – which of course it had to be. "Goddamn, it's like a funeral in here! I see a lot of handsome, sexy people sitting around on their asses and I wanna see you up on this dance floor, guys! Come on!"

Several of the elderly people laughed and started getting up from their chairs, Adam walking around and helping a few of them. There were a few nurses as well, Fiona realized, when she saw a few men and women in scrubs help the ones lying in the couches get up as well or rolling the ones in wheelchairs more to the centre.

"I hope you don't mind, I brought a little assistant to help me today," Adam then announced as he made it back to the centre where Fiona was still shyly standing. "This is Fiona, everyone!"

He gestured towards her with a big smile, and she blushed and nervously waved into the room as all the eyes turned to her. Almost all of them smiled back with a kind look.

"She's gonna help us out with a few steps tonight, but fair warning, gentlemen," He chuckled and walked up to Fiona, wrapping his arm around her. He gently kissed her cheek. "She's taken."

Fiona blushed even more when a few of the seniors aww'ed and even whistled in admiration. Age really didn't define the universal reaction of seeing young love.

"Alright, guys!" Adam then stepped out and clapped his hands, just as most of the seniors had made it to their feet. "Find a partner, don't you dare be shy or I'm gonna grab you first! We're gonna start up with a little salsa for a warmup, and then I want to see those feet of yours show me what we went over the last time – and no Alzheimer's excuses, I know y'all remember it, I thrive on my unforgettableness."

Everyone let out a laugh, including Fiona. Adam's energy was amazing and adaptable as ever. He truly had a charismatic gift for making people feel good and happy instantly the moment he walked in. She really couldn't understand how he had fallen for her, the complete opposite.

It didn't take long before everyone had found a partner while Adam walked up to what turned out to be a closet with a stereo. He plugged in his phone and turned the music up, setting it to something very modern and hyper. Just like he had done with Fiona, back in the start.

"Alright, everyone! Ready to begin! And one, two, three, four!"

Fiona was surprised to see everyone start dancing, suddenly seeming ten years younger as their old bodies shuffled around and their smiles went wide. Adam was right in the centre, having teamed up with an older woman who looked to be happy dancing in his arms. Fiona chuckled and shook her head, cupping her mouth a little when it all just made her feel so... happy.

But it was Adam's face as he salsa'ed around the room with the seniors that made her heart soar.

Her heart was pounding hard in her chest when she suddenly felt a finger tap on her shoulder. She snapped out of her daze and looked to her side to see Adam's grams standing beside her. "Oh! Hi!"

"He sure is great, isn't he?" His grams smiled proudly as Adam shouted instructions to get those arthritic hips shaking and made the room laugh again. "I don't know where he gets that energy from. Lord knows it's as bad as it was when he was a kid."

Fiona smiled a little. She suddenly remembered him telling her that he used to dance around the orphanage so much, his grams signed him up. "Adam told me he's been dancing since he was little...?"

"Mhm. And he hasn't stopped since," She grunted and nodded towards Adam who now spun one of the seniors around who gushed and blushed.

Fiona smiled and couldn't help but shake her head again when the woman patted his cheek lovingly. He chuckled back, but then turned his eyes towards Fiona, as if sensing her looking. He sent her a grin and waved her over a quick hand gesture.

"I guess that's my cue," Fiona nervously said and excused herself. His grams merely smiled and nudged her along.

"Go have fun, child."

Fiona made her way through the dancing crowd, towards Adam until she managed to make it to his side. He smiled brightly at her, but then bowed to his dance partner. "Alright, guys! Time for some new lessons! Let's have a circle so me and Fiona can demonstrate a few new steps for you to practice. Robert, I'm gonna walk you through them in a moment."

Fiona followed Adam's glare, which happened to land on what appeared to be a blind man. He was standing with his dance partner and smiled back towards him with an off-kilter wave. "I'd rather have your girlfriend help me," He rasped with a cheeky grin.

Adam laughed while Fiona blushed. "Watch it, Casanova. Alright; everyone take a step back and watch what me and Fiona do! We'll show it fast first, then break it down to you."

Adam quickly leaned in towards Fiona who felt a nervous spike in her stomach. She didn't want to make a fool out of herself in front of all these people, but as usual, Adam had already read her mind.

"It's bachata, just like we did in the club," He whispered in her ear, before taking a hold of her hand and hips. Fiona quickly gulped, but then nodded, hoping she wouldn't accidentally trip. She knew bachata.

The music started, and Adam led them through the simple steps they danced in the middle of the circle, the seniors around them watching along. Adam then slowed it down for them and instructed them, both from the male and female point. He used Fiona as a model, and she merely let him work, silently admiring his passion as he spoke.

"So it's left foot front, left foot back, then right foot front, then right foot back," He instructed loudly, showing the steps with Fiona slowly. "Put your hips into it and keep the count of one-two-three-and-four! Are we ready to try it? Come back on the floor and show me!"

Everyone shuffled and found their partners again, and on Adam's count, everyone followed his lead and did as he and Fiona. They danced along with them, Adam pulling Fiona to the front of the room so everyone could keep their eyes on them. He kept showing them for about five minutes, before he took a round through the room and helped guide the few that required assistance. Fiona stayed up front and watched them all dance; Watched Adam work, but also saw how his eyes kept fleeting up to hers with a quick grin.

He was always looking out for her.

Fiona's heart was soaring throughout the whole dance lesson, and about 20 minutes later, Adam slowed it down for the elders who were already running out of energy. Some had already retired to the chairs, but as he put on a slow song and announced this was the time to relive their high school prom, he advised everyone to grab the last dance with that special someone they secretly liked. This was the perfect excuse, he had vowed.

With that, a few more had gotten up from their chairs, and Fiona had watched as a man bid his grams up to dance, who with a humble smile took his hand and went to the dance floor. Fiona cupped her mouth to hide her smile when the gentleman seemed to puff out his chest in pride. Oh, yeah. He knew he just landed himself a prize.

It was about five minutes later, Adam appeared from the crowd and went towards Fiona. He was still smiling, but came up to her with a deep sigh, pulling his arms around her and kissing her cheek chastely. "Hey. Are you having a good time?"

Fiona smiled back and leaned into his touch as he grabbed her hand. "The best."

"Come on," He said, now suddenly pulling her along. "Come with me for a moment."

Fiona lifted her brows in confusion, but let him pull her out of the living room, just across the hall to another room. "Where are we going?"

Opening the door, Adam pulled her inside what turned out to be another living room, but much smaller than the other and completely deserted. It was shut off in darkness, only the light from the door filling up the room with a notion of light.

"What are we doing here?" Fiona asked as Adam turned towards her. He smiled a little, but then suddenly pulled her close.

Fiona gasped silently, but then realized when his hand kept holding hers and his other hand fell to her back, that they were dancing. He rocked her back and forth slowly, listening to the music coming from the other room.

"Oh," She whispered, smiling a little as she leaned her head against his chest. He chuckled a little and placed a kiss on her head.

"I just wanted you for myself for a moment," He murmured, breathing in her hair.

Fiona felt her cheeks hurting from smiling too much tonight. Even so, her heart somehow ached more.

How was he this perfect?

"You're a really good teacher, you know," She said, letting him rock them back and forth while the music faintly played in the background. "Have you considered... becoming one?"

"I have," He murmured back.

"Good," Fiona agreed. He really would be a good one. It seemed like his calling.

"Did you really have fun tonight?" He then whispered in her ear, after a few silent moments of dancing to the music.

"Mmm..." Fiona hummed back, closing her eyes. She felt so peaceful, leaning against Adam's chest and feeling his thumb rub her back, gently. "It was perfect. Thank you."

"Good," Adam echoed.

Minutes seemed to pass in absolute silence where all they did was dance to the fading music. Fiona couldn't stop her heart from aching. It hurt so much, she was beginning to realize what it truly meant...

The music faded out in the other room and came to a stop, but to Fiona's surprise, Adam kept rocking them back and forth. He kept going long after the music had stopped, so long she suspected he might not even have noticed.

"The song ended," She whispered against his chest. He hummed quietly and then pulled her even closer, sighing deeply against her neck.

"You make me want to keep dancing, even when the music stops."

Fiona felt her heart stutter in her chest.

Lifting her head, she peered up through her lashes and found Adam meeting her gaze. He slowly cupped her face and brushed her cheek with his thumb. Her heart ached even more. "Adam..."

He pressed his lips against hers before she could say anything else. A small gasp fell from her lips, but she didn't hesitate to kiss him back as he leaned down and deepened the kiss.

Moaning softly, Fiona stepped onto her toes and wrapped her arms around his neck as he pulled her closer, so close that all space between them got eliminated. Fiona felt her chest rise and fall rapidly as he pressed her against his hard body. The body she always seemed to miss feeling under her fingers.

When she suddenly felt another hardness pressing against her lower abdomen, a garbled sound fell from her lips when he at the same let his tongue sweep across her lips. She moaned softly into his mouth. "Adam..."

"Fuck, don't make that sound," He whispered. When she felt him stiffen slightly, she definitely felt his bulge growing against her abdomen now.

"What sound?" She breathed back, nibbling against his ear. He groaned lowly and squeezed her ass in response.

"That sound," He cursed under his breath again when she breathed against his neck, almost out of air. "And don't breathe like that either... God, you're driving me insane."

He gripped her ass roughly with one hand and then steered her mouth towards his before roving his own against hers. Fiona trembled and moved even closer, gripping onto his shirt and clawing her fingertips down his chest until she couldn't take it anymore. His bulge was rubbing against her pelvis and she couldn't hold out any longer. She had to.

Moving her hand down, Adam let out a low groan when she carefully cupped him and felt him for the first time. Holy shit.

"Christ, Fee," Adam jolted with a hot sound when she hesitantly ran her palm against him to feel his full size. She has never felt one before, but he felt... equipped. "You fucking blow me away sometimes."

She felt his lips twitch upwards a little when she moaned silently. She was too busy exploring this erotic and thrilling moment to worry. She could feel his bulge pulsing in her palm and the feeling of it made her unconsciously rub her legs together. Why did he feel so good?

"Someone could walk in," He reminded her against her lips, breathing shallowly when she continued to rub him. "Maybe we should... oh, fuck," He cursed when she clenched him again and she felt him shudder in pleasure against her. "Fiona."

He gripped her chin and slammed his mouth against hers before she could protest. The next moment he had her spun against a wall, capturing her face and body in his hands.

Lips woven together, Fiona mewled as Adam pressed her up against the wall and kissed her. He couldn't keep his hand off of her, and she could say the same about her own hers as well. She was gripping tightly onto his him through his pants and couldn't stop rubbing him while his mouth worked against hers. Adam groaned into her mouth with every hot breath they took and shuddered when she touched him just right. Things were heating up fast, and pretty soon they wouldn't be able to turn back.

"Adam," She whimpered into his ear when he pulled her hips towards his own. His bulge pressed perfectly against her and she was losing her mind. "Please..."

She didn't know what she was begging for, but she just knew she needed it and it was Adam who had it.

"Come here," He breathed against her lips. Kissing them, he then pulled her with him, fumbling in the dark as they made it across the room to a separate door.

Shoving it open, Adam clicked on the lights and then locked them inside what turned out to be a bathroom. It had the handlebars around the toilet and everything, but more importantly right now, it was completely closed off for anyone who might walk in.

Not wasting a moment, Fiona tugged on Adam's shirt and watched as he moved closer without hesitation. Pushing her up against one of the walls, he instantly cupped her face and lowered his lips against hers again with a deep groan.

Finally alone, Fiona wrapped her arms around him and pushed her hips towards his when he started grinding against her. She mewled softly again, but then let go of a gasp when he suddenly dug his fingers into her ass and squeezed tightly.

"I need to hear you moan, Fee," He gutturally spoke against her neck, moving closer and cursing against her skin. "It's all I can think about. I need to hear you moan right now."

"Adam..." God, she already couldn't breathe. Now his voice had lowered into that deep, husky voice that made her inner thighs tickle and her knees shake. And then he said that.

"Fiona," He responded with a breathy whisper. Pulling back, he then cupped her face and looked deeply into her eyes. "Can I?"

When his hand slowly tickled up her thigh and under her dress, Fiona nearly melted. Suddenly she knew what she needed. "Yes. Yes, yes, please."

Adam groaned softly at her pleas, but then moved down and kissed her lips gently. Fiona almost couldn't even think anymore when she then felt his hand move up under her skirt and softly trail up her inner thigh.

Trembling with pleasure and heat, she waited anxiously and impatiently as his hand finally made it to the place where she felt like she was melting. She could actually feel how damp her panties were and wondered how wet she would be without them. Those thought quickly vanished when she finally, at last, felt Adam's finger seek out her warm folds.

Gasping, Fiona closed her eyes and nearly felt like fainting. Adam's lips were pressed against her neck, but his fingers were softly pressed against her folds, rubbing her just like she hand rubbed him. The sensation was out of this world and she couldn't keep a pleasurable whimper from escaping her lips. "Adam..."

"God, that sound," He groaned and scraped his teeth against her neck before kissing it hard.

His fingers started moving a little faster and more persistently, and Fiona felt as he slowly started working up her... her orgasm.

Whimpering and moaning, Fiona couldn't help herself from grinding against his hand like he had done with her, and felt as his fingers pressed down on the spot that made her knees turn to jelly. She was shaking everywhere and she couldn't stand still, and out of pure instinct, she reached for his throbbing bulge and started palming it once more.

Groaning and moaning into each other's ears, none of them were made to last long tonight. Fiona was squirming to stop herself from crying out loud in pleasure, and Adam was panting hard against her neck. She could feel his fingers pressing into her panty and touch her swollen folds, seeking out her little bud that would send her right over the edge.

"Adam," She gripped tightly onto her shoulders as her breath grew faster. Adam's hand was moving with determination, and her she could no longer think any coherent thoughts. "Adam...!"

She clung to him as the feeling inside her lower abdomen exploded and extended to the rest of her body. She cried out, but couldn't stop herself when the sensation took a full hold of her body and controlled every movement and sound she made. She was shaking and twitching, spasming as she felt Adam's fingers continue to rub her until she hardly could stand.

"Adam," She cried against his neck and tried to capture her breath when he decided to melt his lips against hers. She clung to him desperately, brushing her fingers through his hair as the feeling inside her slowly subsided and gave her the control back of her body.

After a final few moments of panting, she finally seemed to calm down. She was still a mess, but at least now she could control her breathing. Adam's lips continued to kiss hers slowly, sinking the pace down until they came to a halt together.

Pulling back less than an inch, Adam was panting just as hard as her. He slowly cupped her face and looked her over with a little smile, admiring her probably flushed cheeks and big pupils. Fiona gulped slowly, but then softly brushed his hair back, seeing his eyes as well being about the color of ink.

"You're so beautiful," He whispered heartfelt against her lips. Fiona felt her chest cave in, but at the same time explode with a feeling that almost ached at the intensity. She smiled back up at him, seeing him watch her back so closely and with so much adoration, she almost felt shy.

It was when he carefully leaned down to peck her lips, she felt a hardness against her hip. That's when she realized he was still...

"You didn't..." She said, almost awkwardly. He chuckled a little and shook her head.

"I think I did a little, but I can't come in my pants," He grinned silently and rested his forehead against hers. "It's gonna leave a stain I don't feel like explaining to anyone."

Fiona blushed a little, but then hesitantly bit her lip. He had a point. But what if... "What if you didn't do it in your pants?"

He swiped a lock of her hair away from her face, but then pecked her cheek. "You're not ready for that, princess. And it's not gonna happen here in a handicap bathroom. Another time."

"But... then how are you going to—"

"I'm gonna need a moment alone," He grinned lopsidedly, and she swore that she saw him blush ever so slightly. It was unfair, though; He could watch her come, but she couldn't do the same?

"What if I was ready?" She tried, seeing him pull back and shake his head nonetheless.

"I don't know how to put this delicately," He chuckled and grinned lopsidedly again, lifting her hand and kissing it. "But if you do that for me, I'm gonna make a mess that you won't want to explain to anyone. I promise you, some other time, Fiona."

She sighed with resignation. He had a bit of a point, even if she disliked the truth of it. She really wanted to do this for him, but it was the wrong time and place. Another time... preferably when they were alone and in one of their beds.

"Okay," She therefore said, pouting ever so slightly when he brushed her cheek with his thumb. "I'll... step outside and give a moment then."

He nodded and then leaned down and kissed her lips one last time before pulling back finally. "Thanks."

She stepped out after a last glance and then quickly fixed up her dress and her hair. Then, hearing the door lock up after she was out, she patiently waited—a little awkwardly—while Adam finished what they had started.

It was so crazy to think how fast their relationship had moved forward. Fiona bit her lip to conceal a smile, when against all odds... moving forward fast had felt right. Maybe it seemed fast because... well, because it was, but somehow it didn't feel fast to her. It felt like she had been waiting for this moment her whole life... had been waiting for him... and now that he was here, she didn't want to spend another second waiting.

It was right then a thought struck her. It nearly floored her as it passed through her head and took all of the air from her lungs.

She realized how much she liked Adam. Like, a lot, a lot. Maybe even too much... maybe even...

"Oh, there you are! Have you seen Adam?"

Fiona yelped and spun around to come face to face with Adam's grandma. She quickly smiled to her and then cleared her throat.

"Uhm, he's just using the bathroom," She said. Technically she wasn't lying. "We'll be back in in a moment."

"Actually, I was gonna say I think we're ready to pack up for the evening," His grams replied. "Let Adam know to come help put everything back where it belongs when he's done. I think we're gonna head home after, if you don't mind."

"Of course," Fiona smiled, hopefully not visibly strained. "I'll let him know."

His grams left, and Fiona quickly let go of a whooshing exhale the second she was gone. She then cupped her mouth with both hands to stop her laughter. Holy shit... if she had come in five minutes earlier...

A few minutes later, she heard the toilet flush and then the water tap run. A moment later, Adam walked out with an awkward grin. He pushed his hands into his pants and cleared his throat, but then pursed his lips and looked into the hall, trying to act nonchalant. "So... was that my grams I heard?"

"Yup," Fiona affirmed, biting her lip not to laugh again. "She, uhm, said they're packing up and you should come help. We're heading home afterwards."

"Cool beans," He started laughing at her face and then shook his head and palmed his own face when they finally both cracked. "Sweet Christ, Fee. You're gonna put me back in jail some day soon. I swear."

"I'm so sorry," She laughed back and then pulled him in for a hug. He wrapped his arms around her and then kissed the side of her head with a deep sigh. "I promise I'll try and behave in the future."

"Don't you dare," He whispered lowly in her ear, before swiftly smacking her butt. "We should probably go help my grams. Or she's gonna start to assume things."

"Your grams ain't dumb at all," Fiona chuckled when Adam guffawed out a snort.

"Holy shit, no," He shook his head and rubbed his chest with a laugh. "She's smart as a whip, but she's also deaf without her hearing aids."

Fiona raised a brow. She had never noticed his grams wearing hearing aids. Then again, her hair and scarfs usually hid most of her ears. "Really? So she won't hear whenever you..."

Adam tilted his head back and expelled a loud, exaggerated moan to that as reply.

Fiona cupped her mouth in horror, but then quickly slapped his back when he started walking towards the hall. "Oh my God, shut up!"

"What, baby?" He moaned out and grinned hysterically at her. "Whhhhyyyyyy—ah-ah-ah!"

Fiona slapped his shoulder to shut him up, and it finally worked. But not in the way she had expected, though.

Adam made a loud wince, but quickly tried to mask it by straightening out his face. But it was too late; She had seen.

"Are you sore there?" She questioned, but knew instantly he would just smile at her question and brush it off. And that's exactly what he did.

"Another dance injury," He smiled and held out his hand. "Don't worry about it. Come on."

She looked at his hand, but felt a sudden hesitance in her chest. She would bet almost all of her pointe shoes and money on him having another large and purple bruise on his shoulder.

But why was he brushing it off, was the real question?

She knew that bruise hadn't been there a few days ago, and he knew she knew as well.

"Fee?"

And that's why, despite her inner desire to, she didn't take his hand.

• • •

To be fair... it was the end of no-nut November. Even for PG's. Right?

... Oh, shut up.