onward, forward

physical intimacy prompts

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"Oh, fuck, right there, right there -"

"Yes, yes, mmm, that's so good, Griffin, fuck -"

"How did you get so - god damn - so good at this?"

"Because." Griffin smoothed his hands over Fran's back, wanting to wink even though he knew she wouldn't see it. "I'm good at everything."

"No, seriously." She turned her head to look at him over her shoulder, which was now free of all knots. "How did you get so good at this?"

The simple answer? He'd gotten a lot of massages in his life. Regardless of how many that he showed up to drunk or high, it was hard not to pick up a few things here and there. The more complicated answer? He went down a YouTube rabbit hole during the early days of his and Vic's marriage, hoping he could offer her something more than stress headaches and an unrelenting schedule. But he didn't tell her that, because that would kill the mood. In fact, he didn't respond to her with words at all. Instead he shuffled backwards until he was hovering over her thighs and ran an affectionate hand over the swell of her ass before giving it a firm spank.

"Oh, fuck me," she muttered, jerking forward into the mattress.

"After." He hooked his fingers underneath her panties and pulled them up over her cheeks to give him the best access to her glutes. "If you're not too sore."

"I don't care how sore I am." Once again she glanced at him over her shoulder, and the sight of it while he was holding her ass in his hands was enough to make his dick twitch. "Besides, I'm always sore when you're finished with me."

He couldn't help but frown at that. The reminder that no matter what he did to show her that he was so fucking fond of her, it always hurt in the end.

"Griffin?" she asked.

He cleared his throat. "Yeah?"

"You're sure you can't just... put it in while you work?"

"I knew quite clearly from Ryder's incredibly irritating behaviour that he had a liking for you. As I also had... As I also have." THE OTHER BENNET SISTER (2026)

long hugs, melting into each other

comparing hand sizes

burying face in their stomach when laying down

several kisses in quick succession

hugs from behind

huddling up on a cold day

rolling in bed until they are slotted together

tickling

nose / cheek / forehead kisses

stealing their hat and putting it on

forehead to forehead

smothering them with their own body

carrying them around their apartment

head resting on their shoulder

climbing in their lap

checking them out when they change even after years together

holding hands in a stressful moment

slapping their ass in passing

tucking their hair back

casual brushes while passing them

massages

kissing the palm on their hand and then nuzzling into it

playing with the other's fingers

lifting them and setting them on the counter to have better kiss reachability

burying face in the crook of their neck

playing with their hair

spooning

removing their make up and hair products for them after a hard day

jumping in their arms upon reunion