cosmic love

Now that she was looking forward to it,: it added more pressure on Gunner's shoulders. He was determined to write it and to actually make it perfect -- he used to be good at school and a nerd.. how hard could it be? "But uh.. probably. He always has.. like me." A smirk tugged onto his lips then. Natasha had always been a challenge and it paid off, being with her always paid off. Settling more next to her and cuddling closer, he merely shrugged. "He had to get back home, but uh.. We began talking and he came here for a few drinks. Couldn't let him drive home shit faced. He's not even sure if they'll get back. Said he has to think on it." Shrugging at her response, a sigh left him. He was a good guy, but his resolve was quickly crumbling with her. The desire to have her again was /strong/. "I guess.. An dwhy? Cuz of the news?" A brow rose, another kiss being placed to her forehead. "You know.. I'm holding back. A lot. I want you so bad, but.."

It was almost as if everything were normal again.: He wasn't going to leave her to go back to his fiancee, everything with Alessandro hadn't happened -- they were fine and nothing went wrong. This wasn't their reality, but for once since it happened, she felt fine and /happy/. Soft purrs and mewls escaped her at each and everyone of his touches, a hand holding his over her breast and /shuddering/ when teasing her sensitive nub. "Thank you, Dee.." Skye uttered again, free hand clawing at her sheets and pushing against his hand. Lips parted and breath caught in her throat when he slowly pushed into her, body shuddering and having to readjust to his size. "F-fuck.." Moaning, her body moved up and down once more, back arching and causing her to resemble a cat. "F-fuck.. I missed it too.." She missed everything about him, if she were to be truthful and the sex a bonus. Along herself to adjust further, she pushed back against him and took him in deeper as the softest sounds left her.

'HA! Well that's Dawson! He likes doing that work!": Gunner retorted with a laugh and shake of his head. Whether or not she had been joking hadn't mattered -- he was serious. "Nah. I'll do it! I want to. I want to impress you with m skills." Smirking, he kissed both cheeks and then her forehead. Reaching for her hand in bed, he curled up closer to her and chewed his lip. "Umm.. Drama.. He and Skye uhh.. Slept together." He muttered, feeling slightly awkward for being the one to say it. "Apparently he was helping her study, one thing went to another.." Swallowing hard, he shifted to allowed her to turn, his arms wrapping tightly around her. "Funny considering everything with us.. You know?" Pressing a kiss to forehead, a hand moved to wrap around hers. "Did I wake you? I' m sorry.. Go back to sleep." How can he expect her to sleep when he dropped a bomb?

He was smiling, she actually made him s m i l e.: Feeling her heart fluttered, she leaned further into him and peppered soft kisses along his jawline. "Dawson.." Skye husked, another soft giggle leaving her and were soon mixed with her moans. Mouth fell agape at when he had slapped her again, lips soon tugging into a smile right after. "Thank you.." Chewing her lesser lip, eyes fell shut as she reveled in his kisses. Not wishing to move away from him just yet, she reluctantly had and rested her upper body onto the mattress. "Daddy.." A soft whine escape, hand traveling between her legs and massaging her clit, dipping further to carefully massage his cock. Feeling torn, a soft whine escaped as she tried to figure out w h e r e she wanted him next. "P-please.." Whimpering, she gazed over her shoulder at him and chewed her lip. "F-fuck.. Fuck my ass. P-please."

Watching Natasha closely, a laugh left him.: A dissertation? He would in a heartbeat, but that seemed like such a Skye response. "I think you've been around he Demon Baby too much. She'd say the same thing! But uhh.. Unlike Dee, I'd do it. And I'd do my best to make it the best one you've ever read." A bright smile had spread across his features then and when he had given her the shirt, he instantly looked away as she undressed. "You decent..?" tone was /timid/, something that was so unlike him. While he's seen her in way less than this, he was still spoke for and wanted to /respect/ Natasha -- his resolve was already faltering. Later, when he had returned to the bedroom, he had kicked off his clothing and was left in his boxer-briefs. Shuddering at the cool air in the room, he slipped behind her in bed and wrapped his arms around her. "Missed you.." He uttered, hearing her hums and chuckling. "Sorry it took so long.. Dawson's here too."

She should have expected to be spanked at some point,: but his hand coming down on her pale cheek took her by surprise. Squeals escaped from the unexpected slaps and were replaced by giggles, a smile tugging onto full lips as eyes rolled back from all the stimulation. She was in pure bliss and never wanted this to end, never wanted him to /leave/. "Harder, punish me for being such a bad girl.." It barely came out coherently and bad didn't even begin to cover it -- she had been horrible. The guilt would sink in later, but the only think that mattered at the moment was /them/. It was /always/ about them. Giggling breathlessly, her walls clenched around him more as she met his thrusts. Each slap of their bodies aroused her further, moans getting caught in her throat as she literally /dripped/. "You.. You love it.." Truth be told, she /wanted/ others to hear them in passing. Biting on her lesser lip, her body began to spasm once more and walls clenching tighter when reaching her peak. "D-dee.." Gasping when she felt him fill her, a loud and satisfied moan escaped, as did a bright smile. She felt /complete/ and /happy/. "Thank you, Daddy.." Purring softly and gazing at him, a breathless moan escaped at his slap, "Again.. Please. Slap me again." Rubbing against her slit with a spam, Skye dipped two fingers inside of her and sucked them clean. Satisfied moans escaped and she repeated the action, her gaze capturing his and then her lips.

Part of him hated how sentimental he always got with her,: but she deserved it. She always deserved it and he figured he was just /scared/. Scared that maybe one day it wouldn't be returned or that it proved to be too much for her. While he knew it was silly and it wouldn't happen, he couldn't help but /feel/ it. "Ha, you did. I think I wanted you from the second I saw you, Mami. Something about you drew me in." Kissing her temple, he allowed her to take his hand and simply gave her a tight squeeze. Letting go only to find a shirt for her to wear, he placed it on the bed. "In case you want to change. I'll be back soon." Chuckling, he kissed her in return and a little more aggressively, his hand cupping her cheek and stroking with his thumb. "Good night, Mami. I'll be with you soon." True to his word, he had come into the bedroom once he had led Dawson to their spare room and even tucked him in. Sighing softly, he found some comfort in that they were both screwed and in this type of situation. "Hope it works out.." Gunner uttered to himself and settled next to Nattie carefully. "You awake?" The inquiry was soft as he settled down in the bed, moving to cuddle into her.

He'd always be a Gringo?: Perhaps the statement should have made him /frown/, but he smiled instead. He was so used to Gringo being a term of endearment and has been called it so often, that he began to actually /respond/ to it. "You'll always be Nastina.. Ha, to think I actually respond to Gringo now.. It's funny what you've done to me." Chuckling, he pecked her lips and gave her a last squeeze before pulling away. She had captured him and he was a goner. "Alright, let's get you to bed. I'll be there in a bit." Rubbing her back and giving her a gentle squeeze, Gunner carefully stood and offered her his hand. "It's nice having you here again, Mami. I feel.. whole."

Nuzzling into Dawson's hand,: soft kisses were placed to his palm and were followed by soft nibbles. Teeth sank into her lesser lip, hips moving in slow circles once more as she slid down him. Each slow motion caused whines to escape and she was rutting against him roughly once more. Head fell back as screams filled the room and her nails dug into his shoulders; anyone passing by her dorm would be able to hear them and even down the hallway. Breathlessly massaging her clit, soft moans escaped at the feel of him rutting against her and a hand lifted to press him further against her tummy. "Dawson.." Skye husked, letting Dawson's cock go to lay down with a gasp. Fuck, his tongue felt good and found herself fighting the urge to tug him down for more. The sudden position change and gripping of her hair caused gasps and squeals to escaped her, which were followed by giggles and moans. "Oh fuck, Daddy!" Body trembled when he entered her again, her walls tightening around him. Swiveling her hips forward, Skye fell back onto his cock with a squeaky moan and repeated. "Feels so good.. Your cock feel so good in my tight cunt, Daddy.."

Oh god, even her smiled still made him weak.: Pressing his lips to hers once more, he felt that if he didn't stop kissing her soon, it would go further. The last thing he wanted was to cheat on Cristahl but.. /Fuck/. He was weak against Natasha, but he'd try his hardest to be decent and not harm her like /this/. "That makes me so happy to hear that.. I adore you too, Nattie. Always have. You'll always be my Nastina.." And the plethora of nicknames he had for her, each one fitting her perfectly. Strong hands pressed into her back and pulled her closer to his frame, his lips moving still against hers. He felt as if he were on /fire/ when she had deepened it and couldn't help but let out a moan. "I'm glad.. I'm so glad Natasha.." Gunner uttered, kissing her again before embracing her tightly, his face buried in the nape of her neck. "I will in a bit.. You tired, Mami?"