Marni | Coming Home. [Ray]

[Ray Ostermann] Home, alone, for the time being anyways. Ray had stayed home to contemplate, to think on his decision that would alter his life as it was, as well as all his lives before, and after this one if you could believe such things.

He was dressed as he usually does when he’s off work, except today he wore a plain black t-shirt over his slender body rather then his usual button up. He sat on the balcony in one of those comfy deck chairs of his, a beer on the table next to him, and a book on economics in his hands. His attention however, was fixed on the sky, and the scenery about him.

[Marni] It’s been months since she’s been here. More precisely – two months. Since the day she went against Lukas’s edict and dared to try and explain to Ray – an explanation cut short, and held over her head by the same ShadowLord. It still makes her angry to think of – and also?

A little hesitant.
A lot hesitant.

She slipped into the building via the umbra, in the lockerroom by the pool. It took her a few moments, but finally she slipped out and down the stairs until reaching his floor. She leans against the doorframe, and after a moment to gather herself and her senses and take a deep breath…

She knocks.

[Ray Ostermann] A knock, for a second it almost goes unnoticed by the former Shadow Lord kin…yes, former if he is to believe what Lukas did is correct, he no longer belonged to Thunder, his soul, body and mind belonged to another Tribe now, as did all of his lives, and all of his offspring.

The man rose from his chair when he realized that it had indeed been a knock at his door and moved towards it…carefully, there might be many people who would be very…unhappy with Ray turning away from his tribe.

He carefully peers through the peep hole…and when he see’s those curly locks, his heart skips a beat, before he pulls the door open. “Marni?” He asks, just making sure it was her, before stepping forward to hug the woman.

[Marni] He says her name – and she looks up at him, a little grin slipping across her lips as he moves to her… part of her expected him to hesitate, to hold back, to… she doesn’t know, and it doesn’t matter, because his arms are around her now. Two months feels like forever, yet she moves into his arms like she belongs there, her own sliding around his back, her curvy form pressed up against him as she tucks her head against his chest with a content sigh.

She’s just as she always has been – small, curvy, and full of attitude. The weeks apart haven’t changed that, at all. But there’s also the sense that this is different, new and uncharted territory, the weight of responsibility having been growing as much as the bean inside her belly, and likely twice as fast.

But there’s a smile, as she tips her face up to press her lips against his neck, breathing in deeply of his scent… “Hey there, stranger.” A soft chuckle. “Miss me?”

[Ray Ostermann] And his scent is still as it was, still full of smoke and cologne, of rich things…rich things that were now equally Marni’s as they were his. He and everything that was him, was her’s, her mate…as it was.

He feels her pressed against his body, feels the curve of her body, and even the slight rise upon her stomach that might just barely be noticable at this point, the future growing within her, their future.

“Oh…barely, you know how it is.” Ray says with a wry, but electric smile as he lets her go enough to look down at her. “I’m certain you’ve barely even bothered with me.”

[Marni] She snorts – as ladylike as ever – as she only lets him pull away enough to look at her, to meet her gaze. She grins up at him, and arches a brow. “Absolutely. Hardly even bothered to spare you a thought all this time. Only, oh, every other minute or so.”

She chuckles and hugs him tight again, before peeking back into his apartment, then back up at him with an arched brow… “So.. gonna invite me in, or do I gotta beg?”

[Ray Ostermann] “Hmmm Begging does sound like fun…or perhaps a toll instead, I always could use the extra money.” He says with a grin, not yet moving from his position, maybe he really did want her to beg….or perhaps he wanted a toll paid, or maybe he was just being Ray.

He waited there, his arms still around her, his body close…so close, closer then they had been in ages.

[Marni] She laughs, and squirms around a little to rearrange her arms, sliding them up around his neck as she presses close, her fingers sliding into his hair, her smile at once teasing and knowing and playful…

“Haven’t you heard? I got this new sugar daddy… I’ll make sure he pays up…”

And then she pays a toll of her own, pulling him down to meet her, as she lays claim to his lips – somehow solidifying the entirety of this whole ordeal as finished, and making the promise that he will not regret it…

..sealed with her kiss.

[Ray Ostermann] “Will he…mmmft” He doesn’t get to finish his sentence as his lips are stolen, claimed by his mate. As he leans into the kiss he drags her backwards, drawing her into the condo and closing the door, her toll paid in full, that much was obvious.

With the pair of them sealed inside the relatively safety of his home, Ray at last breaks the kiss with a deep breath before chucking once more. “Welcome home Marni.”

[Marni] He doesn’t get to finish his sentence, and she’s being dragged into the apartment – neither of which matters because she’s kissing him for the first time in months, and she would be unashamed to admit her heart beats faster, that she flushes with warmth being this close, that it feels, a lot, like coming home.

A home he welcomes her too, an eternity later.. She laughs softly, and looks up at him, using her fingertips to trace his lips, briefly, before sliding back around his neck.

“I like the sound of that.” a beat… then “Are you ok?” With this, with everything, with her.

[Ray Ostermann] “It’s….alot to get used to…The implications of what I may have done to myself is rather grave if Lukas is to be believed. “Giving up everything to join you and our child however…is worth it.”

He says with a small smile, his hands still pressed into the small of her back as they hold each other, not moving away from each other, not after over three months of seperation from one another.

“Will your Tribe accept me as theirs? I don’t really fit the general description of a Bone Gnawer you know.”

[Marni] She wrinkles her nose, and then snorts. “Lukas is a dick. He actually told me it was my fault you didn’t know what you’d give up – after forbidding me to talk to you for months. How the hell was I supposed to tell you ANYTHING after he broke in here that night?! His entire message was…” She shakes her head, and then chuckles. “But I’ll take care of that, another time.”

Giving up everything to join her and their baby… she smiles softly and leans up to kiss him again. “I’m glad. I’ll make it worth it, I promise.”

Then she’s laughing outright… “Accept you? Of course they will. See, that’s the thing about us Gnawers” Us. Including him. “We’re a very accepting lot. We know what it’s like to scrape the bottom of the barrel, to be the bottom of the totem pole, but more importantly, since we know, we’re far more accepting of other people’s differences than any other tribe.” A beat as she grins and presses against him… “And you, m’dear, are going to be VERY popular, I wager…”

[Ray Ostermann] Ray chuckles as she presses herself against him, something his body reacts instinctively too, and she can feel that herself. But she speaks like he will be popular, like there will be something about him that will make him useful…or desired? He wasn’t entirely certain as to what she was referring…new Tribe, new custom’s.

“What precisely do you mean by that?” He asks with a chuckle, raising his brow as he waits to hear precisely whats in store for him.

[Marni] He reacts and she catches her breath, her fingers curling against the back of his neck, nails teasing lightly against sensitive skin…

“Have you forgotten that Mama wanted to steal you away for us too? She already likes you – Indira..” A catch in her breath, and then a soft, sad little smile. “Indira would be so pleased to know about us, about the baby.” She tucks her head a moment, the pain still as fresh and cutting as the day she lost her packmate. Then with a breath, she goes back to the other topic.

“But there’s lots of reasons for you’re popularity. You have means and a position that very few Gnawers would ever get – we’re the garbage men of the Nation, and pretty well used to that. You’ve got the resources – and I don’t just mean cash – to be very helpful to anyone of us who wants to go into finances like you, or just the ability to speak to the right people, get us in where we couldn’t before… You’ve influence and more High Class Street Cred than all of us put together.”

She tips her head. “That’s not to say that we’ll take advantage. I wouldn’t let that happen. You’ll be accepted, though. Easily. Family is the most important thing to Gnawers – our Mama’s and Papa’s are held in the highest regard, honored beyond all. And you’re family now.”

And she grins and squirms playfully against him again. “And? You’re pretty much irresistible, when you want too be..”

[Ray Ostermann] “Mama….likes me?” He asks with a wry chuckle, that was hard to believe. “I’d always thought she wanted me just so I could give the two of you babies and to raise them while you were out doing more important things.”

He listened to her list of reason’s and he seems slightly wary, he of course wasnt prepared to become another tool for another tribe, he hadn’t left one just to get the same treatment. But Marni assured him, and given their history, he believed her, and smiled warmly as she pressed herself against him.

“Good to know…I expect you to not resist in a little while here.”

[Marni] She chuckles. “Maybe. Mama has definite ideas about babies and me. I’m sure she’d love it if you gave me dozens in a row and kept me out of trouble for a while.”

She sees his wariness, and smiles up at him. She knows how the Shadow Lords treated him. She knows who challenged for him as well, forcing Lukas’s hand, even if he doesn’t know himself. She slides her fingertips along his jawline, and lifts dark eyes to meet his again. “We’re more than a tribe. We’re family. Anywhere on earth that you go, you’ll find us there. We’ll take you in, we’ll feed you, we’ll take care of you, we’ll mend you when you’re hurt, we’ll back you up in any fight, we’ll make sure you’ve a safe place to sleep. We don’t use those we love, though we all pull our weight, however we’re able. We expect all to contribute what they can, and we never expect more than what is freely offered, freely given. We are consistently underestimated, and consistently rise above all expectations. We’re not afraid to get down and dirty, and despite all rumors, not afraid to get clean, either.”

A pause, and a smile.

“We” both of them, “are Bone Gnawers, considered the lowest of all the Tribes, yet we are also Family, and thus stronger than any others would ever believe.”

And she arches a brow with a little grin. “And I’ve no plans of resisting… even if I’m getting fat and you’ll likely recoil in disgust…” the notion is laughable – she’s barely gained anything, despite the fact she eats constantly…. more than ever before.

[Ray Ostermann] “Good to hear, on all accounts of course.” The businessman said as he watched Marni, his arms still wrapped around her. “Though I hope you don’t expect me to go dumpster diving with you…I just can’t see myself doing that…no matter how tasty day old pizza may be.”

He says with a chuckle as a hand comes up and cups her cheek briefly, before it moves to run through the tangles and curls that was her hair. “Though I do hope you will consider living here…with me now, you and anyone else if they need to.”

He offers his home freely, not that he was expecting her to reject, he certainly needed to let it be known that what was his..was the tribes. When that was said, the man’s other hand released her and felt about her body, poking and prodding, and tickling a little here and there… “Mmm yes you really have put on the pounds.” He says sarcastically as he smiles at her.

[Marni] He doesn’t want to dumpster dive… she laughs outright, and hugs him tighter, tucking her head against his chest. “No dumpster diving. I won’t even ask you to try out sleeping in a box unless circumstances demand it.” Kinda makes one wonder what circumstances would demand such a thing, but well, stranger things have happened.

He hopes she’ll live there, with him. She tips her head, and chuckles and teases “I’ll consider it.” They will, after all, still have to discuss this Mate thing, and what it means to them.

But he distracts her with the poking, prodding, and tickling, and she squirms with a laugh. “I know! I’m totally grotesque without clothing…” Her grin, as always, as she looks up at him, is amused and playful…

[Ray Ostermann] “I think I’ll be the judge of that..” He says with a wink as he she speaks of being horrifically obese…when really she has a slight bulge in her belly, and that is just from her baby within. But he doesn’t go to strip her, or drag her off to bed…not yet. There was indeed the matter of just what being each others mate meant to each other.

Ray draws Marni to the balcony, where there are chairs and loungers waiting for guests the man rarely has, and he gestures to the lounger he had been occupying as he sits on the one next to her. “So….what do we do now Marni?” He asks, entirely uncertain what comes next, if there was a ceremony, if there was something that must happen…or if they simply discussed it and that was that.

[Marni] A slight bulge that only shows just the tiniest bit as of yet- but enough to make her hyper aware of her belly in a way she never has been before. This procreating thing is weird. He doesn’t drag her off to bed, not yet, and part of her is disappointed, though a greater part knows that they need to talk as much as they need the other… and for once, they’re going to put them in the right order.

He leads her to the balcony, and she kicks off her flipflops as she settles to the lounger, and stretches out, languidly. Then she turns to face him, curling up on her side and just… looking at him for a long moment.

“Talk.” She chuckles, and winks, then grows serious for a moment. “In the eyes of the Nation, and the Spirits, the moment I was told I’d won the challenge, you became my Mate, and a member of my Tribe.” A beat. “So, I suppose that means we need to discuss what that’s going to mean to us. And to all your girlfriends.” Said without jealousy, but not with laughter, though her lips do curl into a teasing little grin.

[Ray Ostermann] Ray chuckles and laughs before shaking his head with an admission on his lips. “To be truthful? The only other woman I have seen lately…has been Rory. But yes….we do, what does it mean to you Marni, what will you expect of me? Now that I am yours?”

He asks honestly, there is no fear or maliciousness in it, he DID want this, and whatever came with it, even if he hadn’t read the fine print before accepting the lifetime binding contract…till death did them part.

[Marni] She arches a brow slightly, to hear he’s only been with one… and she admits. “I’ve only been with one person too. I found that the longer we were apart, the more I wanted to be here, only here. He took the edge off, but the whole time, I wished it was you.”

She wrinkles her nose, slightly. “Sounds silly and schoolgirlish, doesn’t it? But true, nonetheless. I think, for now… Well I want it to be just us. We know we’re compatible in bed, we know that I’m apparently the most fertile person in the world if I’m within 10 feet of you, we know you like my cooking. I want to know more about you – and where you come from, and…” She gestures absently. “I sound like an idiot, don’t I? I just want the chance to discover if this is more than just fucking, fucking up and getting knocked up. And we kinda need to be just us for a while to discover that…. does that make any sense?”

In a nutshell – she wants the chance to fall in love.

“But i don’t want you to have to force anything, or to feel I’ve trapped you into this.”

[Ray Ostermann] He listens intently watching the woman as she talked, spoke of what had happened, of what she desired, how she thought things should go. He didn’t say a thing until she was done, trying to assure him that she had no intention of trapping him, and at that Ray can’t help but laugh as he shakes his head.

“Marni…I was trapped where I was…you have done no such thing, and won’t. I agree, for now…its just you and I.”

He says with a reassuring nod. Before gettin a wry grin on his face. “Who was the other fellow?”

[Marni] There’s a definite sense of relief, of relaxation as he assures her that she hasn’t trapped him – and even more so when he agrees. Just them. For now – which is a start, and gives them a chance to work through everything they need to work through. She smiles up at him, and reaches to take his hand, sliding her fingers to lace through his.

“Ok.”

And then, she laughs as he asks. “No one important, just a one night stand with some Fang kin. I bought a dresser and he offered to help me put it together.”

[Ray Ostermann] Ray Chuckles as she describes her one night stand, accepting her hand as their fingers lace together. He tries to imagine it, Marni having some kin helping her bring it into her place, both of them all sweaty before in the end they get down and dirty, part of him chuckles…part of him…feels jealous about it.

“Well I’m afraid he can’t expect anymore payment for favors..” He says with a smile as he pulls the woman over to his lounger, pushing her down onto the cushioned surface as he lays atop her.

[Marni] She watches his face as she tells him, and something she sees there makes her smile, even laugh softly as she lets him pull her over to join him. “Would it help to know he never finished putting the dresser together, so I need you to make it work right?”

She lets him push her down, and wraps a leg around his to pull him closer as he joins her, her free hand sliding around his back, fingers a teasing dance along his spine.

“Seems it’s you who’s trapped me, now. Whatever shall I do?”

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[Ray Ostermann] “Oh…I think you’ll lay back and enjoy yourself is what your going to do.” He says as he lays himself down ontop of his mate, his woman in more senses then most humans would ever understand.

He laid upon her..but for the moment didn’t push any further, perhaps there was still talking to do afterall. “Is there anything else I should know about before we consumate this mating?” He asks partially in jest as he kissed her on the cheek. “Any duties or responsibilities I should know about?”

[Marni] She arches a brow up at him, and then simply laughs, softly as she slides her hands over his sides, his back, re-familiarizing herself with the shape of his body, the feel of him atop her.

He pauses to ask his question, and she tips her head, and gives it thought, to see if there’s anything else… “I.. don’t think so. But if you ever question anything, please come to me. I’ll teach you everything they never did, everything I can.” Then, something occurs to her.. “And stay away from Ezra. That fucker’s nuts, and he won’t be happy that I won the challenge – since his challenge for you is what forced Lukas’ hand in making his decision. He’s crazy and considers breaking kin some kind of game. So steer clear of him, and let me know if he does anything at all toward you… because I’ll kick his fuckin’ ass.”

And then, her smile returns, softer, amused… eager. “I’m sure there’s other things – things I can’t think of while you’re this close to me…” And by the tightening of her let around his, it’s clear she’s not gonna let move away anytime soon, either.

[Marni] [Ray]
He has no intention of leaving, that much is equally obvious, his hands begin to roam as well, caressing the woman’s curves reminding himself of her as well the smile that spreads across his face makes it very clear that hes quite happy to do so. If the fact that they were outdoors was any hinderance at all, he either didnt think of it…or really didnt care.

“I’ll remember that bit of advice.” He says softly as he kisses her cheek, and then her neck, moving steadily south, hands trailing down along her as well, over the swell of her breasts, her belly, and then down..down between the gnawer’s thighs.

[Marni]
She smiles as his hands start exploring, and sighs contentedly as he kisses her cheek. There were so many things she’s missed the past couple months, and this – the connection, the ease with which she can talk to him- this is what she missed most.

Of course, his traveling kisses aren’t too shabby either. she watches him, dark eyes savoring his every move. If she’s bothered by being outside, there’s not even a hint of it anywhere. She’s completely relaxed, and clearly willing to answer his every whim…

He travels down, over the thin material of her tank top, pressing a kiss to her belly which makes her smile again, until he’s between her thighs. She catches her breath, and holds it, her fingers reaching to slide through his hair, her lower lip pulled between her teeth as she watches him.

[Marni] .
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[Ray Ostermann] He breaths deep, smelling her scent, as well as the musk that was her’s, an intimate smell that he had not savored in some time. He kissed her through those jeans, but after a few languid moments that was no longer enough, and so dexterous hands worked away at Marni’s pant’s moving to pull them down…to expose tender, delicate and yet so strong flesh and muscle that hid beneath.

He watched her as he did so, savoring the look on her face as much as he might savor a good glass of whiskey, or a fine cigar…most likely more then that…their connection was complete now…this wasn’t just sex no matter how they sliced it…not anymore. As her pants…and indeed her panties slipped down, and then off…Ray settled himself low upon her, his face between her legs as he began to gently, but eagerly lick at her thighs, slowly circling down towards her pussy.

[Marni] He takes his time, languid and intimate, and she watches him – even helps shimmy out of her jeans and panties as he pulls them down and away, her eyes meeting his and locking there for a long moment. This is different than before, and they both know it. She reaches for him sliding her fingertips along his jaw, her thumb across his lips as her own curve into a soft smile.

She knows. She understands. This is more than before. There’s a reason she came to him the night Indira died, a reason she came to him while she mourned, a reason she never gave more than passing thought before. The simple truth, though, is that he grounds her, he steadies her, he gives her courage to be herself, to go against the dragon like Lukas, and fight until victorious. This is not longer just sex… not anymore.

Bare to him, she smiles, trembling as his lips and tongue find sensitive skin of her inner thighs, thighs that part so willingly for him. Her breath catches, as he moves, falling into a soft, eager moan..

[Ray Ostermann] He tastes her, oh how he tastes her. His lips kissing her,s before his tongue flicks out to lap her pussy. His tongue swirls gently, spreading the lips further as he spreads her legs with his hand’s, pushing them up and onto the arm rests of the lounger.

“Mmmmm..” Is all that can vocalize at this moment, all he cares too, he has no need of furthere words right now anyways. No more need to clarify, they both felt it…and for now it would remain simple, he was her’s and she was his, and everything else was just a bonus.

His eye’s flickered up to the woman as she let out that eager moan…that desire filled cry as his tongue finds spots he had not touched in some time. He smiles briefly at that…before he resumes what he was doing…thoroughly enjoying himself.

[Marni] She hooks her thighs on the arm rests at his urging, an arm stretching over her head to grasp the chair behind her head, fingers tightening as he teases her. His moan brings an answering one to her lips, her sighs softly delighted as he tastes her.. She has never been shy in reacting to him, to anyone, and she is not now. Her breath quickens as his tongue slides against sensitive folds, falling into a low moan of approval, of delight…

Her eyes close as hips curl into him, eager, losing herself to the sensations he builds within her… he savors places he hasn’t seen in months, and she savors the tangle of delight that pulses under her skin with each touch, every taste…

“Oh…my…god…””

[Ray Ostermann] He is anything but shy as well, they were on his balcony, and while ti was unlikely, you never know who might just happen to look across the way and see Marni, spread eagle with Ray’s face buried between her legs. He doesn’t really care however, he is far more concerned about the noises and sounds coming from his mate.

He continues to work at her, to please her and sate her desires, as much as he desired for this, over two months was a long time, and they had not even touched in that time. But now he touched her in a way he had wanted too for ages.

His tongue flicks into her vagina proper, stroking within the depths of her, tasting, lapping, licking and above all desiring her. His own hands were busy as well mind you, busy undoing his pant’s and sliding them down his legs.

[Marni] His mate.
Her mate.

It’s a level of contentment she hadn’t expected, one that allows her to fully embrace this moment, with complete abandon, despite being on a balcony and thus exposed to any who would look. LEt them look. Let them enjoy the show. Her only focus is on the man who’s currently driving her delightfully mad with every stroke of his tongue, with the very desire that mirrors itself within her..

She hears his movement, his pants sliding down and away, and she looks down at him with a breathless smile, her eyes darkened with her desire, closed away under the fall of lashes once more as he finds a particularly sweet, sensitive spot, causing her to curl into seeking tongue, crying out softly…

[Ray]  She wasn’t the only one enjoying this little tongue lashing he was giving her, as his pants fell down around his knee’s the hard line of his member showed to her, and to any spirits within the area, just how much he was enjoying himself as well. He took the moment to look up, up into the face of his mate, and smiled from between her legs. “Tell me Marni…what would you prefer…the tongue…or the rod?”
[Marni]    He looks up at her, with that devilish grin, that knowing smile that drew her to him so quickly, so easily the night they met – and she laughs softly. she lowers her hands, sliding fingers through his hair..

“Both – but if you don’t fuck me soon, I may explode…”

It’s been months, months since he promised he’d find his way inside her again, months spent waiting, longing, and (only once) trying to forget what couldn’t be forgotten.. so she reaches for him now, eagerly.

“Commere…”

[Ray]   ‘Commere’ it was really that simple, really that easy, when she said that Ray licked the slit of her pussy one last time, before rising up between her legs moving slowly along her body, teasing her a little even now as he moves to kiss her lips, the taste of her own body still fresh on his lips.

At the same time of course, the feeling of that member pressing against her, desiring her just as much as she desired him. He didn’t wait now however, his cock pressed against her once…and the second time it found its target, sliding halfway into her on that one push, that one press, showing both of them just how ready they were both for each other.

[Marni]   He teases her even now, moving up over her, as her arms slide around his neck, fingers tangling the hair at the back of his neck, her lips parting in a breathless sigh as he kisses her again. She doesn’t shy away from her taste on his lips, but kisses him deeply, eagerly, tasting him, tasting herself across his tongue.

She moans softly, feeling him pressed against her,hips curling to meet him as he slides so deep within her, joining them together at last in one single push, one press…

To be honest – it, quite simply, feels like coming home.

“Ohgodbabe..youfeelsogood..” It’s breathed in a low, soft moan, as she wraps a leg about his, and pulls him tight to her.

[Ray]   Her legs wrap around him, sealing him in against her, and any length of him that was not within her before, was now buried deep within her now. He grunts as he feels her, feels himself within and against her, it is a feeling he had not forgotten, but then how could one forget curves like Marni.

“It’s about to feel much…much better.” He whispers under his breath, as his hips begin to grind, swirling himself within her depths, pressing against the walls of body, as if to learn every inch of her once again.

[Marni] Her laughter is breathless, and free, as she moves with him, encourages with lips and hips, and even her fingertips as they slide along his back, up along his spine, nails teasing against skin – scraping lightly, even grasping when he finds himself buried within her, slick inner muscles rippling and tightening around his length. As always, her curves are his to do with as he pleases – for what pleases him, ultimately does the same for her…

The world outside is forgotten, the fact that they are outside likewise unimportant. Lukas does not exist here, the war is not here, the fight for survival… none of that is here.

Ray is here.
And that is all that matters…

[Ray]    He grinds against her, working himself slowly and pleasurably within her body, there is no concern for protection now, no need either, nor would there be any reason in the future, not when the war always needed new soldiers for the fight. It heightened the senses, and made the experience more real, more intense. And so he was careful, took his time, he had no desire for this to end quickly after all.

[Marni]   If she could stay here, forever, she likely would. He grinds against her, inside her, taking his time and prolonging every contact, touching her deeply and so very intimately… and she finds herself thrilling in the little things – such as freedom with protective barriers, in the way he grinds against her, in the press of lean hips between, against her inner thighs… in the feel of his weight atop her, his arms around her, the touch of his skin under her fingertips, the taste of his lips against hers, the tangle of his tongue with her own until she has to break the kiss, her back arching as her head slips back with a soft moan, baring her neck to him in a way that’s shockingly intimate, animalistic and submissive all at once..

In this moment, she is his – only his.

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