[ They havenβt given up everything that defined those early months, the bickering and playful teasing now just adopting a different tenor as if it represents a foreplay all its own, a prelude to what they fall into when they can seize the moment long enough to achieve it. His hands are on her and his voice is uttered softly across her lips as she spirals high and higher still, now practically reduced to helpless writhing when he pairs the motion of his fingers with that glancing brush of a thumb over a point of major sensitivity.
She grips at him harder, knowing sheβs lost, giving herself over to it all while heβs there to ease her back down from it in the end but touching her so capably to bring her to that breaking point first, the tension inside her building more and more until she doesnβt know if she can take it.
They donβt have the benefit of living alone, together, not anymore, but thatβs proving to be the fun of it, being forced to stay quiet when she knows other ears might be sensitive enough to pick up on too many suspicious sounds and interrupt them, and not using her words hasnβt stopped her from finding his eyes in this, from letting them say what she already has but pouring it out of herself now through that shared look β keep touching me, donβt stop, please, please donβt stop, I love you.
Heβs rocking with her, moving, here to hold her, to give her the graze of his mouth to hers and right when she thinks she might burst open her release rolls over her instead, played out by the rhythm of his fingers; she grinds down to meet it and presses her lips firm to his to utter her moan there, something soft and strained as she comes apart against him, around him, and she doesnβt stop until the last of it ebbs away and she can ease back into the pillow, flushed and visibly satisfied. ] Goddamn.
[ he holds her all through it, elbow notched down into the mattress as he curves his fingers to brace at her neck while the other hand works below to follow through in aiding her to achieve that desired release. he lingers close to let their mouths find one another without difficulty, lips locking to hers when she seeks him out to disguise the inevitable noise from it. in his mere presence, he aims to remind her that he isnβt going anywhere, not in the physical sense or otherwise β heβs here for the long run. with her.
even though his own release had already come and went, he still breathes deeply against her lips, as if heβd joined the ride with her, and when she finally settles her body to sink in exhaustion against the mattress, he slips his hand free from within her underwear, damp fingers splaying against her belly.
leaning down, he presses a tender kiss to her temple, remaining there for a lasting moment to hum a soft chuckle to her hair, lips spreading wide into a smile. ] Goddamn. [ he repeats, amusement clear in his voice. ] That wake you up good?
[ And he's there for her right as she'd known he would be, that continued idle motion of his fingers playing out the sensations until she collapses bonelessly beside him, sated and lightly sweaty; she can't find it in her to succumb any kind of energy yet, but she doesn't have to move for a while beyond where she tucks into his chest, seeking out the warmth she doesn't really need when she's been worked up to this degree.
She lets her eyes fall shut for a few moments, mostly refocusing on the slowing of her breathing, letting herself even out while she curls close for that cuddle she might secretly crave after all. It's like they're both spent from it even though he's more distantly removed from his unraveling, and she hums lightly in response to his question, chuckling from behind shuttered eyes. ]
Mmhmm. [ Finally, she tips her head back to bring him into her view through a half-lidded gaze; he's lightly bathed in the rays of rising sun spilling through the curtains into the room, and she brings their mouths together for a soft press before curving her body flush to his, fingertips tracing over the design inked into his chest. ] You know, I wouldn't say no to waking up like that every day.
[ considering she'd been the one to wake him, he finds plenty of amusement in the way that she twists herself into, that nuzzled cuddle that could somehow threaten sleep again if they manage to let it. though he finds himself more awakened now, especially with that light exercise exerted along his arm and wrist, even if he wraps his arms protectively and warmly around her back to hold her close against his chest. ]
Oh, you would, yeah? [ he purses his lips, a fair tease in the expression as he peers down at her with something of a judgmental stare. of course, he pairs it with a dramatic hum, eyes squinting, partially to pester her and partially to shield against the sun light drifting past the curtain. ]
Pretty sure I didn't sign up for that wake-up call. Usually a warning ain't so bad.
[ She might be in prime cuddle mode right now, but she's fully awake, merely closer to basking to the peace that falls over them afterward, the quiet of the early morning that has yet to be broken by the sound of smaller footsteps on the farmhouse's main staircase or someone opening and closing cupboards in search of that last box of Pop-Tarts that's been sequestered away. A soft sigh leaves her in that silence, while she takes a moment to recover herself, and she can faintly hear the sound of his heartbeat slowing right alongside her own. ]
You wouldn't? [ It's a tease, of course, as so much of their exchanges tend to be, remarks couched in humor and clever repartee; she fully acknowledges the ridiculousness of her suggestion with a soft curving of her mouth, docking her chin against the side of his chest as he squints in her direction. ]
Oh, well, next time I'll put a reminder on your phone. Make sure you know exactly when and where it'll be coming. Or when you'll be.
[ it's getting near that time where coffee is much desired, much needed, but even his typical morning routine can be postponed for just a little while longer as he tilts his head to bring his mouth to the messy mess of hair, humming his contentment there as he fights the chuckle that bubbles up from her playful retort. ]
Yeah, sure. Because you're always so great at planning ahead.
[ he might be teasing, or simply calling her out on something they both very much know to be true. ]
I guess I don't mind your surprises all that much.
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She grips at him harder, knowing sheβs lost, giving herself over to it all while heβs there to ease her back down from it in the end but touching her so capably to bring her to that breaking point first, the tension inside her building more and more until she doesnβt know if she can take it.
They donβt have the benefit of living alone, together, not anymore, but thatβs proving to be the fun of it, being forced to stay quiet when she knows other ears might be sensitive enough to pick up on too many suspicious sounds and interrupt them, and not using her words hasnβt stopped her from finding his eyes in this, from letting them say what she already has but pouring it out of herself now through that shared look β keep touching me, donβt stop, please, please donβt stop, I love you.
Heβs rocking with her, moving, here to hold her, to give her the graze of his mouth to hers and right when she thinks she might burst open her release rolls over her instead, played out by the rhythm of his fingers; she grinds down to meet it and presses her lips firm to his to utter her moan there, something soft and strained as she comes apart against him, around him, and she doesnβt stop until the last of it ebbs away and she can ease back into the pillow, flushed and visibly satisfied. ] Goddamn.
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even though his own release had already come and went, he still breathes deeply against her lips, as if heβd joined the ride with her, and when she finally settles her body to sink in exhaustion against the mattress, he slips his hand free from within her underwear, damp fingers splaying against her belly.
leaning down, he presses a tender kiss to her temple, remaining there for a lasting moment to hum a soft chuckle to her hair, lips spreading wide into a smile. ] Goddamn. [ he repeats, amusement clear in his voice. ] That wake you up good?
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She lets her eyes fall shut for a few moments, mostly refocusing on the slowing of her breathing, letting herself even out while she curls close for that cuddle she might secretly crave after all. It's like they're both spent from it even though he's more distantly removed from his unraveling, and she hums lightly in response to his question, chuckling from behind shuttered eyes. ]
Mmhmm. [ Finally, she tips her head back to bring him into her view through a half-lidded gaze; he's lightly bathed in the rays of rising sun spilling through the curtains into the room, and she brings their mouths together for a soft press before curving her body flush to his, fingertips tracing over the design inked into his chest. ] You know, I wouldn't say no to waking up like that every day.
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Oh, you would, yeah? [ he purses his lips, a fair tease in the expression as he peers down at her with something of a judgmental stare. of course, he pairs it with a dramatic hum, eyes squinting, partially to pester her and partially to shield against the sun light drifting past the curtain. ]
Pretty sure I didn't sign up for that wake-up call. Usually a warning ain't so bad.
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You wouldn't? [ It's a tease, of course, as so much of their exchanges tend to be, remarks couched in humor and clever repartee; she fully acknowledges the ridiculousness of her suggestion with a soft curving of her mouth, docking her chin against the side of his chest as he squints in her direction. ]
Oh, well, next time I'll put a reminder on your phone. Make sure you know exactly when and where it'll be coming. Or when you'll be.
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Yeah, sure. Because you're always so great at planning ahead.
[ he might be teasing, or simply calling her out on something they both very much know to be true. ]
I guess I don't mind your surprises all that much.