forevermore

You slowly turn to face him, bracing your hands against the sturdy wooden table behind you. He’s rooted in place from where the lack of your touch left him cold. His bottom lip almost comedically jutted out, hands flexing and unflexing by his sides. You sigh with a little smile on your face, walking slowly back towards him. You saw his features almost actually start to emit light as you got closer. Your hands slowly reached up, resting on his collarbones. His hands, eager eager hands, grabbed your hips once again and pulled you closer.

‘Are you pouting at me?’ You scoff with a laugh.

‘Is it so bad for me to want to spend time with you?’ His voice was bordering on whiny. He began leaning down, bumping his nose with yours. You could see the lines around his eyes from where he was smiling so big.

‘I’m bus-’ But he didn’t let you finish, kissing you probably a little harder than he meant to. God he really had missed you, in the fifteen or so hours you were apart for the night. So needy.  His large hand came to cradle the back of your head, lips moving against yours deeply. Oh, he thought he could gain the upper hand, but when had that ever worked with you?

You kiss him back, hands clutching his shirt now, tongue teasing him. His hands tense where they hold you, a high sound escaping his throat at your reciprocation. Oh how easy he is to affect. He’d do whatever you told him. You pull away only momentarily, his lips chasing you, his eyes hazy.

‘Get on the table.’ You whisper to him, giving him a sensual peck to his jawline. He nods fervently, almost tripping over his feet to run over and sit. You go over to the large wooden door, putting on the lock. You turn your head to look at him, his eyes shining as he waits in anticipation for your next move. As you again start your slow walk over to him, you lift your skirt slightly to toe off your shoes. His eyes flit down to your legs, before swallowing deeply and breathing heavy. You say nothing as you reach him, climbing up onto his lap, pressing your body flush against his. He leans up to your face, almost like a puppy asking for a little affection. 

‘Lean back baby.’ You use one finger to start pushing his chest, his body, his large body becoming so pliant under your small touch. He lays all the way down and you crawl up so your face is hovering above his.

‘You want my attention so bad huh? Well you have it. What now?’ You’re doing the absolute most, pressing your chest against his, gliding your thumb across his bottom lip, his tongue poking out to try and urge it into his mouth. 

‘It’s up to you.’ His eyes screw shut as you see him try to adjust his hips, smirking to yourself at him already being so worked up. 

‘Up to me, yeah? Whatever I want?’

‘Yes, yes, of course, always.’ He’s panting by now. So sweet and giving. 

“Correct answer.’ You hum, before capturing his lips again, moving your legs so you're perched atop just one of his thighs. His fingers dig into your thighs, feeling like he’s trying to pull you, encouraging you to start what he knows you’re about to do. 

The first drag of his solid thigh against your clothed core is electric. The slow pressure, the warm friction. The knowing you have this man so tightly wound being enough to get you to the edge without even trying. The kiss is messy now, uncaring about tongues and teeth. One of your hands holds his jaw, keeping him in place as you roll your thighs, giving him a little grace by ‘accidentally’ letting one of your knees brush against the length of him every few passes. 

‘Baby, need you, please.’ He’s breathing his words out, but you’re unfocused, just trying to take exactly from him what you always do. You gasp sharply though when you feel yourself being lifted so easily, selfishly readjusted over his aching lap. His eyes are still closed as he urges you to continue, unaware of the incredulous look on your face.

‘Continue, please, baby keep going. Take what you need.’ You scoff again, but decide you’ll deal with his actions later. Right now the heat in you was building so fiercely, and the solid feeling of his hips against yours has you moving again. 

‘So hard for me darling. I’ve barely touched you.’ You move slightly higher up, catching the ridge of the head against your clit, causing him to suck in a sharp hiss. You lean down once more, catching his lips with yours, moving over to his ear, slowly kissing and softly licking the way you know he likes.

‘Can’t help it.’ He whimpers. One of his hands drifts down between your bodies, a rush of pleasure filling you as his thumb starts rubbing circles against your clit in the slow, deep way you’d shown him so many times. This was the push over the edge you needed, your body starting to tingle, waves crashing over you as it hit you hard.

It would annoy you how well he knew your body if it didn’t feel so good. Your little gasps were causing him to rut against you, prolonging your sensation. His hands wound around you, his body seemingly trying to take over, a tell tale sign that he was close. The moment you became lucid again, pushing down the urge to just let him take what he so desperately wants, the feeling against you bordering on overstimulation, you stilled completely. And began climbing off of him. Of course he let you go, but not without letting out a loud whimper first.

‘That’s mean.’ He stays laying down as he reaches out a lazy hand to try and grab you gently. You walk out of range though, looking back at him coy, trying to walk on straight legs even though they still felt like jelly.

‘I never said you get to finish. You said whatever I want, which I got.’ You start flipping through a spell book again, feigning disinterest. ‘Plus, I told you, I’m busy.’ You could feel the tension in him quell as he grins widely at your antics. He walks over to you, wrapping arms around your middle and resting his chin on your head.

‘I’m sorry sweetheart, I’ve been such a distraction haven’t I?’ You could hear the amusement in his voice, and you smiled.

“Yes you have. Now if you let me do what I need to do, and make it up to me tonight, maybe you’ll get rewarded huh.’ You turn towards him, reaching up to kiss him on the nose. You grin at how he scrunches up his face as you do.