Searching through my drawers and entire house to find anything I could use to make Adrian a present, I exclaimed happily when I found my crafts box. It was something we were given at the orphanage to fill our time, but it has completely slipped my mind as I was always the one to read books rather than make things.

Over there we were taught how to sew, knit, paint, and even sculpt for those who had talent. I instantly got to know what I'm going to give him once I saw little wooden shapes. They are little and flat, used to make key chains or hanging decorations.

Opting for a heart shaped one, I took a little tool and sat down at the dining table. Slowly and patiently, I engraved three little symbols making sure they turn out as neat as possible.

A&L

I fixed it and played around with it a little more. When I was pleased with how it looked, I cut a piece of narrow black ribbon from one of my dancing corsets and inserted it into an already provided hole. The little keychain was ready and I fell in love with it. It could be painted but I think the wooden colour is nice as it is, especially for a man. I am not sure whether it's cheesy or not considering it's in the shape of a heart and bears our initials, but he better likes it.

After having something to eat and cleaning around the house a bit, I went to the grocery store and a stationer. While I filled my cart with the things I need, I considered making a nice dinner for him. But then again, we are not that close and he might want to spend his birthday with his family. And that's exactly what bothers me - not his family but that we are not close. In a way we are very close and I am very relaxed around him, but on the other hand it hasn't been long and I can't tell if he himself feels close to me. And so I don't have the liberty to steal him for today.

At the stationery I got him a nice card and wrote a short message inside:

Dear Adrian,

I wish you a special Birthday filled with happiness.

Love,

Lana

It's short and sweet. I don't want to go overboard with words so I made it simple. I sprayed a bit of my perfume on it and closed the envelope.

I wonder whether it would be best to go to his house and put it in a letter box, but I don't know if I'm wanted around there. When I went with Julian and confessed it later to Adrian, he didn't appear mad. But what if I bump into another family member? Deciding it's best to text him and meet him elsewhere, I asked him to come for a bit near my house whenever he can.

Tom called me yesterday to catch up and it's the third time he has asked me so I wanted to give him a call and ask him to come over, but I found it slightly awkward. As close as I feel to Tom, he is still Adrian's age and it's weird calling a man like that to come to my house. Sure, he has come several times but it was always with a purpose. I'd ask him to meet somewhere else, but I am waiting for Adrian and I don't know when he'll come. Since it's his birthday, it's my priority to wait for him.

So instead, in order to fill my time I went over to Ellen's. Sam is in the kindergarten and she is home alone.

"Hey Lana, everything alright?" Her face popped behind the door as she moved to the side for me to come in.

Giving her a smile, I nodded. "How come you are not at Adrian's cleaning?" I questioned.

"Oh I quit." She shook her head and shrugged. "I can't stand to look at Julian. But I only did it after I got accepted by some other family in their neighbourhood."

We sat down at the dining table and she immediately started making us our favourite instant coffee.

"How come you didn't tell me all this?" Usually Ellen blubbers about everything, and if she doesn't have what about, she'd start talking about the colour of the curtains or something.

"It's not that I didn't want to, it's just that I didn't want to think much about it myself. It's not a big deal and I don't want to make it one." She explained and I understood. Nothing major happened between Julian and her, but not even I would want to see him if I knew that he was seducing me just to get into someone else's life. He basically led her on.

"I don't know what to do with Tom." I changed the subject. "He keeps asking me to meet up but even after he confessed his feelings and I said no, he still tries to win me over. He bought me those roses last time."

Ellen giggled. "Poor guy. He is so sweet and gentle but doesn't have a way with women. I don't know why though, he isn't ugly or stupid."

"I think he chooses the wrong ones." I concluded and she agreed.

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Adrian finally called but instead of meeting me nearby, he came right to my doorstep.

I immediately started singing the birthday song for him and it made him genuinely laugh. He didn't expect anything from me so when I pulled out the present he was positively surprised.

"How did you know about my birthday?" He asked as he removed the wrapping paper while we both sat on the couch. It made me reflect on the moment when Julian told me. He must care for his brother if he told me about it since I could do something to make his birthday a happier one.

"A bird told me. Come on, open it already!" I rushed him excited to see his reaction.

He finally found a little keychain and some warmth appeared in his eyes. Reaching out with his arm, he pulled me closer and kissed my forehead.

"Thank you." He whispered still holding me close.

"I wanted to cook for you as well but I wasn't sure where you'd be spending your day." I explained feeling that what I gave him is little.

"Anywhere as long as it's with you. At this point you are the only person who feels like home." Speaking in a soft tone, Adrian told me the first emotional thing. Is he dying so he is being nice?

"Do you really mean that or you're saying it just because I told you to win me over?" I couldn't help but feel paranoid. He rolled his eyes.

"I really mean it. I'm a man, I don't need to use cheap ways to get you." Defending himself he moved me onto his lap and we took another look at the present I gave him. Surprisingly he really likes it.

"You know, when we were at your apartment and you asked me to take off my clothes, you said I was yours. So what other claim do you want to 'lay' on me?" I quoted his expression of laying a claim and reminded him of the night when he asked me to strip in order to see what he is in for.

"Yes I remember. But there are many ways in which I can claim you, each time it's deeper." He clarified and I nodded, leaving it up to him. In my head I am his anyway, just won't tell him that.

We both knew that he meant it sexually and it turned me on. It might seem that he bought me with a few sweet words but it really isn't that. In the moment and all of a sudden, I wished for him to lay that claim and do whatever he needed to do to me. Giving him a dirty smile, I wiggled my butt a bit in order to get him hard. I did it in a playful way, moving a little and then stopping, giggling, talking and moving again. He uncovered my intentions but it worked.

"Oh you want it!" He concluded and grabbed my hips to pull me even closer. I shrugged and looked up in a playful manner once again. "Well you know, since it's my birthday, I think I'm gonna have my slice of cake."

While holding me in his arms, Adrian headed for my bedroom and laid me on the bed. Slowly and with my nod of approval, he removed my leggings and started kissing my legs. Just like when we were bathing, he started with my ankles going all the way up to my thighs. I was propped up on the pillow and watched him intently while he only gave me a glance every now and then.

I tensed feeling a sudden wave of heat passing through my body, especially around my hips. It didn't take me long to get turned on and at this point all I wanted was his lips on my 'lips'. Spreading my legs, Adrian let out a moan himself.

"Are you sure?" He asked while holding the lining of my panties, waiting for my approval before taking them off.

Yes daddy, rip them off!

Instead I just nodded and lifted my hips slightly for him to be able to pull them down. Once they were off, I felt a dose of insecurity. He saw me completely naked before but he didn't get such a good view of my vagina.

"Is it okay?" I couldn't help asking while his eyes were fixed on it.

With struggle, he moved them to look at my face. "Okay? It's perfect." He stated. "You're perfect."

And with that he didn't bother teasing me but began eating me out straight away. From how he ate me, as though it was a real slice of cake, I'd say that teasing me would tease him. Although, it wasn't proper eating out. He didn't put his tongue inside me but only licked around my clitoris since I am a virgin. I moaned loudly not bothering to keep it down, despite knowing that the building is old and the walls are thin. Adrian's tongue on my clit is the most pleasurable sensation I ever felt. It overwhelmed me and before I could realise it, he made me cum.

Sweet juices flew out of me as I let out my final and loudest moan, gripping the bed sheets tightly. Adrian kept on licking me and savouring my taste. Once I was cleaned of juices, he let himself get up and kiss me. Now even I was tasting myself, our kiss being sloppy and dirty.

Smiling, he pulled away and reached to the bedside table for tissues. He wiped me and then laid right next to me. Looking each other in the eyes, we breathed heavily.

"I just laid my claim on you."