then my fever broke

From the kitchen, she could hear the old front door creak open and the jingling of his keys. Soon after, a few happy barks from the dogs. His boots were carelessly dropped by the door, like usual, and his faint footsteps got quieter as he walked into the living room.

"Hi, Will." Natalie called from over her shoulder as she continued cleaning the dishes. "How are you?"

No response.

"Will?"

Only the silence called back.

She wiped her wet, soapy hands on the front of her camisole and lingered in the doorway. From where she was, she could see that Will was practically sinking into the couch. His head was leaning against the plush back, his eyes were squeezed shut, and he looked worn out. Natalie called his name again, softer this time, and he wearily lifted his head up to acknowledge her.

Clearing her throat, she asked, "Long day, love?"

He pulled his lips into a thin line and sighed heavily through his nose. Nodding, he beckoned her to him. She followed the hand that waved her over and soon stood in front of him. Will's hands instinctively landed on her hips. He muttered a barely audible greeting, his voice tired and raspy. Her fingers hovered along his tight jaw, grazing over his unshaved stubble. She frowned a little at his very obvious exhaustion. Then, suddenly sitting between his legs, Natalie placed her head on his thigh. He couldn't help but give her a lazy smile as she looked up at him. Her glasses slipped down her nose a little. Natalie looked like she belonged there.

"What're you thinking about, doe eyes?" Will quietly asked, petting her head.

Natalie got a little shy when he said her favorite pet name of his and looked away from his gaze. After hesitating for a few seconds, she mumbled, "I missed you today."

He curled a piece of her hair around his finger and sighed again. "Yeah, I missed you too, sweetheart."

They sat quietly like that for a few silent minutes. She looked back at him from over the golden frames of her glasses. He kept petting her head over and over, each touch loving and gentle. Then, she nuzzled into his leg and slowly trailed her hand up his other thigh. "You're so tense."

"I'm fine. Just a long day, like you said." He yawned and straightened his posture, cringing a little at how sore his back was. "I'm just glad to be home with you."

"What can I do for you?"

"You don't have to do anything." Then, after thinking for a moment, he said, "Except sit here with me for a bit. If that's okay with you."

Natalie hummed a mmhmm and cuddled her face against his leg more. Her hand hovered over his inner thigh, looking for a reaction from him. He simply looked at her and waited for her next move. His breath hitched when she gently rubbed him outside his jeans. It was clear he wanted it, wanted her, but didn't want to ask for it. Almost as if he was afraid it'd be impolite to.

She finally broke their silence, "Lemme help you."

Natalie sat up on her knees, leaning forward to kiss up his body to his neck. Her fingers gingerly undid the buttons of his flannel shirt so that she could have better access to him. Will grumbled something about how he was okay, really, and that she didn't need to do anything for him. She ignored his weak attempts at protesting and kept up with her kisses. They quickly moved from his neck to his collarbone. She tried to give attention to every little bit of his body that she could find. Her cold fingers also ghosted over his now exposed chest, roaming the warm flesh. She mumbled praises against his skin, reminding him of how handsome she thinks he is. How perfect he and his body are. His head was so heavy with exhaustion and her words that he couldn't form a coherent thought. All he could do was groan and sigh in response.

"You poor thing." She whispered, moving down to flick her tongue over his nipple. "You poor, lovely, perfect, stressed out thing."

Her devotion moved down his abdomen that rose and fell with each deep breath Will took. Natalie pressed sweet kisses along his happy trail. Her praises for him only continued.

"Such a pretty boy." A light kiss was planted on his clothed bulge that was straining against his jeans. That earned her a pleading whine from him. "Such a pretty body. Such a pretty cock."

"Sweetheart—"

Natalie shushed him. "I'll help you relax, okay? I promise. That's what I'm here for. I'm all yours."

Suddenly, she crawled back up to him and her lips were on his. He pressed his tongue against her bottom lip, begging her to open up so he could have more of her. Natalie accepted, pulling herself closer to him by his collar to strengthen their kiss. Will whined into her mouth a little more desperately than he meant to. He couldn't help it. Everything about this and about her was addicting to him. Natalie smirked against his lips when she heard his needy noise. Her fingers combed through his chest hair, making him shiver. Will's shaking hands landed on her neck and he very gingerly wrapped his fingers around it. Just to keep her there. He didn't want her pulling away from their kiss anytime soon. She gasped a little, and he used that as an excuse to push his tongue deeper inside and bring her even closer to him. Her knees hit the edge of the couch with a soft thud, making her giggle.

"Need you." He whispered against her mouth. His hungry kisses never stopped. "Need this."

"I know, pretty boy," she mumbled back. "I know. Let me give it to you."

Eventually, he pushed her away, a chain of spit connecting their lips. For a moment, everything was still and Will simply stared at her. Her lips, pink and shiny with saliva, were parted a bit as she panted. It was a gorgeous sight. Then, coming back to his senses, he let go of her neck to fiddle with his pants. The urgency he felt was so great that unbuckling it was a struggle. Natalie took it upon herself to do it herself and help him. Finally, he was able to free his aching cock. It was already slick with precum. Will paid no mind to the mess it left in his boxers as he was too busy watching her expectantly.

Natalie worshiped him like an altar. Slow, agonizing kisses were traced along his shaft until she got to his leaking tip. Her lips wrapped around it, leisurely licking and sucking. She was taking her time and it was excruciating. Trying to stifle his noises, he leaned forward and carefully pulled her glasses off her face. Will folded them and placed them next to him on the couch. Her praise and comments made him feel like he was about to melt into the couch and through the floor.

She briefly stopped what she was doing and brought her eyes back to him. Another light peck was placed on his weeping tip as she purred, "Don't hold back. I wanna hear you. Please?"

He cleared his throat, starting to feel sheepish. He didn't know what to say or how to act. It was surreal to have so much attention and adoration lavished on him. He needed more.

"Don't stop." Will begged her, wrapping his hand around the base to try to pleasure himself a little while they talked. He needed something, anything while she stopped. Patience was not something he wanted to practice now.

She batted his hand away and licked a flat stripe up his shaft. Will leaned his head against the back of the couch again, scrunching his nose up in pleasure. His fingers, his knuckles turning white from the pressure, dug into the cushions.

"Let me do the work. Just relax for me, okay? I want to make you feel good." Her voice was sweet and her words were laced with honey. It made Will feel lightheaded.

"Okay,"

"Okay," she repeated before lapping up the stray beads of precum that had dribbled down. "God, you're so perfect."

Doing as he was told to, Will let Natalie do all the work. She was happy to, treating his cock like it was something special. She paid the most attention to the head, curling her warm tongue around it and planting loving kisses on it. He also let her hear him. Moans of her name, encouragements to keep going, little whispers of "right there," everything. She got every little noise out of him, just like she asked. When she started taking a bit more of him in her mouth, he lifted his dizzy head to look at her. She peered up at him and looked at him like he was her entire world. He swore he could see stars in her eyes. Warmth flooded in his cheeks while he watched her. The love he felt from her actions was so overwhelming.

Natalie took her time while she sucked him. She didn't want to rush anything. Her licks were steady and deliberate. Tender kisses interrupted her rhythm from time to time, too. After a few minutes of divine torture, Will grumbled a little and buried his hand in her hair to guide her down his length. She happily allowed him to take the lead and let her show him exactly how he wanted to be pleasured.

"Mm, God," he hummed, looking down at her with glassy eyes. "You look lovely like this."

He pushed her down a little harder than he meant to and she gagged slightly. The head of his cock hit the back of her throat and it surprised her. Will released his grip on her slightly and gave her a guilty look.

"M'sorry. Too much?"

She went back to gently sucking his tip and shook her head no. Then, after once again licking up from his base, Natalie took him back in her mouth and picked up her flow. Her hand covered his, pressing it back into her hair, to let him know it was okay to keep directing her. Her eyes then fluttered shut as she thought about how she could do this all day if she could. She would love nothing more than to be the reason he feels better always.

Suddenly, after a few minutes, he pushed her off his cock. Natalie gave him a confused look. His thumb rubbed her cheek lovingly while he took a moment to catch his breath. He knew he would cum if she kept up with it. He didn't want this to end.

"C'mere," Will finally spoke before helping her get up off her knees. He pawed at her pajama shorts and yanked them off in one swift movement. He then pulled her into right his lap, rubbing the damp spot on her panties. "Need you right now. S-So bad."

Now, it was his turn to kiss and lick her neck. Her nipples were visible through the thin, cream colored camisole she had on. He pulled the neckline down, exposing her tits to him. The calloused pads of his thumbs rubbed against them, making her moan loudly.

"Will—"

"Shush now," his breath was hot against her ear. "You help me, I'll help you, yeah?"

His movements were clumsy and rushed. He didn't quite know what to do with himself when a pretty girl who was partially naked was sitting on his thighs. Will finally lifted her up a little to pull her panties down, finally fully exposing her to him. Then, not wanting to wait any longer, he lowered her down his length. Gripping her ass, he rocked her against him. But, it only took a few thrusts for him to eventually cum. All of her touching and devotion overwhelmed him so much that he couldn't last too long. He leaned his forehead against her shoulder, breathing heavily and spilling apologies for finishing so quickly. Natalie told him to hush and that it was okay. It was more than okay, actually. His embarrassment subsided as soon as he felt her fingernails scratch his scalp.

"Feel better?"

He nodded. "'Course I do. All 'cause of you."

She let out a proud chuckle and tried move off him to clean up, but Will wouldn't let her. He dug his fingers into her hips, keeping her in place. Before she could ask, he pleaded, "Lemme stay inside of ya. Just…Just for a little longer. Don't want you going anywhere."

"Oh, Will."

"Look," he pointed at his warm cum leaking out of her. Some dripped down her thighs onto his. "I'm too spent to fuck it back in you so might as well try to keep the rest in. I want you to stay close, anyway."

Natalie's stomach flipped at his words, making her bite her lip. It was a little bit of a shock to hear him be so blunt, but she didn't mind it. She wrapped her arm around his neck and gently rocked against him, making herself more comfortable as she straddled him. He hissed through his teeth at the feeling of her squeezing around him and looked at her through his thick lashes. She looked so perfect like this to him. Natalie felt the same about him. Then, he pecked her lips a few times before cradling her head against his neck. He kissed her sweaty temple and mumbled a hoarse "thank you" before fully relaxing his body against the couch.

He rubbed her back and let out a content sigh. "You're so perfect. Let's just…stay like this for a while, yeah?"