#the+script

"I'm home!" Your voice rang out from the apartment door as you opened it. K looked up from his book with a faint smile.

He got off the couch, set his book down on the table, and met you in the hallway. You had just put your jacket on the coat rack when K wrapped his arms around you. You returned after a small 'oh', placing your hands on his upper back and holding him tightly.

K didn't say anything, just held you in his arms for a moment before letting you go. He took a half-step back and raised a hand to your cheek. "How was work?" He asked quietly.

You dropped your hands to sit on his waist and smiled. "Was fine…" You trailed off as you huffed a laugh. "You're in a good mood."

K stroked your cheek with his thumb, eyes scanning your face with a soft smile. "Just happy to see you," He whispered. "We haven't seen each other in a day.”

It was true. Your schedules tended to change and so the two of you weren't always home at the same time. It wasn't exactly the nicest thing in the world, but you each left the other little gifts.

Sometimes you'd cook dinner and make him a plate to eat whenever he came home, and sometimes K would clean or take home a trinket he'd found on the job to give to you.

Always small things, sure, but always noticeable and greatly appreciated.

You leaned your head against his shoulder and sighed. "I'm happy to see you, too."

K ducked his head down and pressed a kiss on the top of your head. You rubbed your hands up and down his sides, and K felt himself relax.

"Hungry?" He asked after a moment of calm silence.

"I could eat," You replied and pulled away from him. You took his hand and guided him into the tiny kitchen. You took out what you needed to make dinner, and K started boiling water. Noodles. Simple.

Once the water was boiled, you threw the noodles in and K made you leave the kitchen so he could cook you dinner himself. You shook your head at his antics but went into the living room and sat down on the couch.

K came out of the kitchen a few minutes later with two bowls and set one down in front of you. He sat down beside you on the couch and only started eating when you took your first bite.

You ate in companionable silence, only you interrupted it once to tell him that the food was good. K had hummed in response, unsure of how else to react. You always said that the food was good, and he was never sure if you were being serious or just complimenting him because you felt like you had to. K didn't want to upset you by bringing up how he felt, so he merely hummed in acknowledgment whenever you said it.

You set your empty bowl down on the coffee table and sat back on the couch. K did the same once he finished his food, but shifted his body so he was turned towards you fully. "I like taking care of you," K mumbled, not even realizing the words had slipped out as he looked you over.

You froze for a second before blinking and turning towards him. You sat sideways on the couch like him and placed your head in your hand. "What was that?" You asked. You wanted to be sure you weren't hearing things… putting words in his mouth.

K held eye contact with you and then processed what he'd just said to you. What he just admitted. He cleared his throat, "I like taking care of you."

K didn't sound confident. He sounded like he was speaking to a superior— bracing for impact and ready to be scolded into oblivion.

"K," You said softly. "You always take good care of me. I promise."

K looked into your eyes at that. His breathing became more labored as your words settled in his mind. "I try," He whispered back, running a hand over his thigh.

"I like taking care of you, too," You admitted back to him with a gentle smile. You moved closer to him on the couch and put a hand on his jaw. "You're everything to me."

K ducked his head, feeling his ears tingle with heat. You ran a hand up and down the side of his neck, feeling his heartbeat race under your skin. He glanced up at your face and saw you looking at him like he really was everything.

K brought a hesitant hand up to touch your chin. He looked down at your lips and saw how they split into a bigger smile. Guess you spotted where he was looking. He felt your hand still on his neck as he leaned forward and connected your lips.

You brought both hands up to hold the back and side of his head. K hummed as your nails lightly pressed into his scalp. You pulled away from his face for a moment to breathe, some saliva connecting your mouths.

K put his hands on your sides and gently pushed you down onto the couch cushions. You went easily, readjusting so your head was comfortable and spreading your legs so he could shuffle between them.

"Can I take care of you?" K's voice shook as he asked. You brushed your fingers through his hair as he spoke, soothing his mounting nerves.

"I'd like that," You replied.

K leaned down to kiss your forehead before lifting himself and reaching for his zipper. He unzipped his pants quickly and tossed them to the floor once done. He took hold of his underwear and slipped them off, too, letting them join his pile of clothes on the floor.

K reached for your zipper next but his hand paused and hovered above your body. His wide eyes found your calm ones, and he felt himself relax. You put a hand in his hair and told him soothingly that he could undress you.

K took off your pants far slower and gentler than he took off his own. He lifted your hips off the couch so the material wouldn't tug on you, and rolled down the pant legs bit by bit so your legs wouldn't get yanked. K finally tossed the pants to the floor beside his clothes and turned back to face you.

He put a hand on the couch beside your hip and leaned over you so your faces were lined up. K lowered his head and softly kissed you as he reached his other hand down to pull your underwear.

You lifted your hips for him and K opened his mouth to let your tongue inside as thanks. He tasted your spit and hummed approvingly. K got your underwear down to your knees— right where his own knees were planted on the couch.

He separated his mouth from yours and pressed a light kiss to your forehead before pulling back to remove your underwear completely. K dropped the underwear to the floor and put your thighs over his spread knees.

You wrapped your legs around his back and K put a finger in his mouth to wet it. He let his spit drip down his finger as he pulled it out of his mouth, and brought his hand down to your folds. "Tell me when," He asked, hands near your folds but not touching directly.

You nodded at him and K pressed his finger against your entrance. You sighed at the feeling and squeezed your legs around him. He dipped his finger inside you and very slowly thrusted it in and out. Your back arched when his finger curled, and K rubbed his free hand up and down your thigh.

"Faster," You panted out.

K thrusted and curled his finger quicker before you even finished speaking, and watched your hips roll to meet his hand. He admired how you looked underneath him, how you looked being pleasured by him. It was rewarding— seeing you so blissed out because of him. K wanted to see that look on you more often.

K used the slick that had been developing to wet a second finger and slowly dip it inside you. Your breathing stuttered and you breathed heavily. "K," You whined. You reached a hand out to him, and K leaned forward so you could touch the side of his face. "Need you."

K bit his lip to stop himself from reacting but replied with a whispered, "Almost there." He wasn't going to make you cum on his fingers, that wasn't his plan, he just wanted to loosen you with them. Though, you two could certainly do that another time.

Your hips met his harder thrusts as he spread his fingers inside you, feeling you clench around him and watching you throw your head back into the couch cushions.

K slipped his fingers out of you before you could cum. He knew your limits too well, dammit. You groaned in frustration and yanked him closer by squeezing your hips around his middle.

K chuckled and used his wet fingers to slicken up his dick. He sighed as he felt himself and aligned his tip with your entrance. He leaned down over you again and gave you an open-mouthed kiss as he slipped his dick inside you.

You wrapped your hands around his back and groaned into his mouth. K pushed his length inside you before separating your lips. He stopped moving and watched you pant for air. K looked down at where he was slotted inside you and smiled. "You're dripping all over me," He didn't say it teasingly— he said it fondly.

You pushed your head into his shoulder to hide your face as your ears burned. "Told you you take good care of me," You mumbled out after catching your breath.

K guided your head back down to the cushions and kissed you again as he pushed himself deeper inside. Your toes curled as his dick dipped further than his fingers had.

"Almost," K mumbled as he pulled away from your lips. "Doing so well."

K liked being praised, sure, but if he ever had the opportunity to praise you? He was going to take it without hesitation.

You moaned as he sank deeper in between your folds. K kissed you again, deeper this time, plunging his tongue between your lips and exploring the inside of your mouth. You breathed heavily as he pulled away, and he saw how blissed out you already looked.

K finally bottomed out and palmed your thigh as you adjusted to his size. You bit your lip and pulled him back down into a kiss, pushing his back with your feet so he'd half-thrust into you.

K huffed a laugh and started thrusting in and out of you leisurely— like he could do this all day. You moaned as he brushed your g-spot and K pulled away from your lips to plant kisses across the expanse of your throat and jaw.

You held onto his back and heard the palpable wetness coming from your connected hips. "K," You breathed out. You brought his head back up and he looked at you like you were the only thing in the world.

"Hmm?" He rubbed a hand over your cheek, reaching up a moment to wipe away a trail of sweat that had started falling.

"Always take good care of me," You told him, sliding a hand to rest it on his cheek.

K's eyes widened and his hips stuttered a moment at your words, before picking up the pace and dropping his head to your shoulder. You could feel the heat radiating off his cheeks through your shirt and you smiled.

K clung onto your shoulders as he thrusted into you harder. He was desperate to show you how much he cared for you.

You cradled the back of his head and whispered when you were close. K pressed a kiss to your shoulder as a reply and slammed his hips against yours.

You gripped his hair tightly and arched your back as you came. K kissed your throat as you moaned, feeling the vibrations of your voice in his lips. K kissed your skin a few more times, his hips still rolling against you, and came with a muffled groan as his lips remained locked onto your throat.

K stilled his hips and panted against your neck. You ran your fingers through his hair in a repeated motion and watched his back relax before he gently lowered his torso over yours.

You wrapped your other arm around his lower back and rubbed up and down his spine. K sighed at the touch and turned his head to the side. "That was okay?"

You kissed the top of his head. "Better than that," You whispered into his hair.

K pulled himself off you and slowly removed his length, apologizing quietly when you winced at the sensitivity. He pressed a quick kiss to your cheek before getting off the couch and going into the bathroom.

He came back with a wet, warm towel and wiped between your legs, avoiding the most sensitive areas as best as he could. K wiped himself off afterwards and put the towel back in the bathroom to be washed.

When he came back into the living room, you were putting your underwear and pants on again. You smiled up at him as you grabbed his clothes off the floor. K sat down on the couch and took the clothes when you handed them to him. He thanked you softly and slipped on his underwear and pants.

You leaned into his side when he was fully clothed and sighed. "Guess I'll have to take care of you sometime," You said teasingly.

K looked down at you and shook his head fondly. "You don't have to—"

"Nah, I'm gonna," You interrupted. "If you'd like, of course…" You tacked on quickly.

K wrapped his arm around you and put his feet on the table. "You know I would, sweetheart."

You smiled against his chest and closed your eyes, just listening to his heart beat and him breathe. "Love you," You whispered.

K pulled you closer to his side and then lay down on the couch, letting you lie on his chest. "Love you, too," He replied, voice barely above a whisper.

You got comfortable on his chest and K felt your heart beating against his ribcage. He let you, your body, your soul, lull him to sleep within minutes of lying down.