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[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shakes and shudders his way through his release, back bowed and fingers clutching at her as though to ground him]

[When she pulls away at last, he collapses back against the couch, well and truly spent. His chest is still heaving; fine tremors still run through his limbs]

[For a long moment, he can't collect himself enough to say anything at all]

[unbr8kable]

[Perhaps that's response enough, from the lurid, awed smile that spreads over her lips.

She pulls back to just look at him, flushed and panting; pushes the hair away from his brow with her clean hand even as she draws through the mess on his belly with the other.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His eyes flutter open, at the touch of her hand, and he gives her a smile, crooked and frankly a little dazed]

Oh my god, dude.

[His voice is a little dazed, too - a little unsteady]

[unbr8kable]

I bet.

[Her expression softens, accomplishment mixed with something terribly fond. She brushes over his cheek again, haloes of soft violet over his face]

You okay? Seemed like a lot.

[crossmyheartandhope]

'm okay.

[He tips his face into the touch of her hand - presses a kiss to her palm, soft]

Was kinda amazing.

[unbr8kable]

Yeah, well. You are, so.

[She leans in to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth, gentle]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He flushes a little, faintly - slides a hand around her waist, soft, to try and draw her in closer]

[unbr8kable]

[She wriggles back against his hands, dropping a kiss on his nose]

Was gonna clean you up, if you wanted.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His hand trails downward, over her hips and then her thigh]

Ain't there something else we gotta take care of before that?

[unbr8kable]

[She shivers, somehow only shifting a little against him]

It... Today's all about you, ain't it...?

[crossmyheartandhope]

What if one of thing's I want is to make you feel good?

[His hand trails up her thigh again, jsut as slow]

[unbr8kable]

You do.

[Not that she doesn't lean into his touch either way, but she caresses over his cheek at the same time, expression still particularly soft]

...'S nice watching you enjoy yourself, too.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Yeah, well.

[The flush goes a little darker]

I enjoyed myself a lot. Wouldn't mind seeing you enjoy yourself some, too.

[unbr8kable]

What happened to waiting?

[This is said with a smile, however, and she kisses his shoulder even as she wipes her hand on his hip]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Ain't you been waiting, too?

[His hand makes a slow circuit again - trails up the inside of her thigh, this time]

[unbr8kable]

Maybe I'm patient.

[Citation needed. Her slacks are definitely on the warmer and damper side the farther north he travels, sticking to the skin of her thigh as he presses in]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Oh yeah?

[The smile takes on a decidedly mischievous tone, when he discovers that even her thighs are damp. His hand continues the rest of the way up, tracing the seam on her slacks right up to the center, between her legs, where he rubs absently with just one finger]

There ain't nothing you wanna do?

[unbr8kable]

[Her cheeks go dark at how easily she rocks into the press of his hand, though it doesn't stop her from chasing after a second time.]

Didn't say that.

But if you're tired... The idea of making you come so hard you gotta take a nap ain't bad, neither.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He flushes, at that - ducks his head a little]

I mean... pretty sure I'm gonna have to take a nap.

[He shifts his hand, so that the palm is pressed up firm against her - makes slow circles]

That don't mean I can't make you feel good, first.

[unbr8kable]

Well--nnn...

[This is apparently a fairly powerful argument. She rocks back against him another beat or two to consider it, hands warm against his chest]

Guess we could nap together, if you wanted...

[crossmyheartandhope]

Sounds like a plan to me.

[He withdraws his palm again - reaches out to draw her nearer, so that she's straddling his thigh]

[Then he undoes the button on her slacks, taking his time with the zipper]

Guess I better knock you out, too, huh?

[unbr8kable]

You're welcome to try.

[Even this is mostly breathless, and she preemptively lifts up in case he wanted to take less time and slide her pants off altogether. She also flicks at his nipples, though whether to make a point or just because they're there is even odds]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Well, now I'm gonna have to try extra hard.

[He shivers, a little, at her touch - retaliates by sliding her pants down over her hips]

[He leaves the underwear, for now - reaches in to feel her through them, tracing the shape of her with light fingertips]

[unbr8kable]

Don't got a problem with that...

[Her panties are long soaked through, and when he brushes over the soft warmth inside, his fingers come away wet. Compared to so long in her thick pants, his fingers feel much closer like this. If she'd had more to say, it's lost in a wavery sigh as she attempts to pull those fingers more firmly against her, rolling into his solid thigh]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His eyes go half-lidded, as he watches the way she moves; this thumb flicks over that sensitive little numb at the front, light through the panties, to see if he can get a repeat performance]

God, look at you. You're so pretty like this.