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Day 166 | Evening | Action

[bothbarrels]

He can't help but relax around her, especially when she's teasing him, and he grins and scoots closer along the edge of the bed, responding to her tugging. "I don't know, Ms. Honeybee," he teases back. "I'm just a fan of efficiency." He shrugs the jacket off when she starts to push it away and returns the kiss sweetly. He doesn't always want to shed the trappings of the day as quickly as today but sometimes being in a uniform all day long gets to be kind of oppressive upon returning home.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[pain_train]

Wrath laughs, her hands coming to rest on his shirt as she enjoys that kiss. "Efficiency, huh? You should work on your flattery or I might sting you." She nips lightly at his lips and then kisses him again.

Is so good, just being here with him. She can forget all the bad stuff, the dark thoughts, and think that maybe everything will be all right.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[bothbarrels]

He chuckles and presses his chest against her hands. "I love the way you touch me," he says. He presses a light kiss to her cheek. "How's that?"

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[pain_train]

Okay, that makes her blush, somehow, and also catch her breath. She smooths her palms up to his shoulders and back down (acres and acres and he's all mine...) feeling the warmth of him, the solidity of muscle and bone underneath that shirt.

"Really nice," she murmurs. Wait, is he talking about the compliment, or how he feels? Does it matter? She's a little too distracted to decide.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[bothbarrels]

"Mm, good." He sighs and puts his arms around her for one good proper hug before sitting straighter. "So you want to rub my feet for me, huh." Unfortunately that means pulling away, and unless she insists he's really not inclined to do it.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[pain_train]

Even better. She slides one arm around him, her other hand still slowly smoothing over his chest, and sighs. "They're not going to disappear," she murmurs, missing at his jaw line, finding the soft spot where it met his neck to kiss.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[bothbarrels]

He'd originally thought talking would come first and maybe some physical comfort would come afterward, but there definitely seems to be a precedent that had been set during the dream—they really do have trouble keeping their hands off of each other. He scoots the last little bit he needs to press his leg up against hers and draws his other arm around her. "Tell me if I squeeze you too tight or anything, okay?" he mutters, tilting his head back slightly to give her better access to his neck.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[pain_train]

Wrath smiles against his neck. "What, you don't want bragging rights? I'm so much man I accidentally killed my girlfriend in bed?" She kisses his neck. "Promise I will." He was already so painfully aware of how fucked up she was, she kind of doubted it would be a problem.

She likes his neck, she decides. Every part of him really, but his neck is what she's currently covering with kisses. She pauses to suck lightly just under his ear.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[bothbarrels]

"Mm, that would make for an interesting story, wouldn't it?" He runs his hands down her shoulders to her shoulder blades. "I like happy endings better, though." He turns his head just enough to kiss her temple.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[pain_train]

"Seem to remember I owe you one of those too." She moves her shoulders under his hands and sighs against his neck. "Fuck, Andrew, I love your hands." She loved drawing them, likes being touched by then more. There's something excitative about them, the strength, the odd calluses, like he's touching her with his entire life story, unspoken but present.

She finds his shoulder, nosing down into his collar as far as she can to drag her teeth over his skin. She smooths her hand down his back, fingers counting along his vertebrae.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[bothbarrels]

He wishes he could feel that all the way down the length of his spine without it being interrupted by the ports. He chuckles at her words, remembering the bet they'd made. He didn't mind if she wanted to offer that—as long as crouching on the bed wouldn't hurt her back.

"I guess they're one of my best features," he says when she writhes against him. He smooths his hands up and down her shoulders again. "I like yours too, by the way. I like when you put them on my face."

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[pain_train]

Wrath laughs against his shoulder and gives it one final kiss before lifting her head. She bumps her nose lightly against his, one hand coming up to smooth over his cheek. "That's because I really love your stupid face," she whispers, like it's some kind of secret.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[bothbarrels]

"I know," he whispers back. "I like your pretty one." And now that she's done lavishing kisses over his neck and collarbone he can press a long one to her mouth.

Re: Day 166 | Evening | Action

[pain_train]

Her fingers move back to comb through his hair as she parts her lips invitingly.

Well, why not. She tugs up his shirt so she can slide her hand over bare skin. She loves that too, even if her mouth is too busy to say that. She thinks North probably gets the idea.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[bothbarrels]

He lets a soft exhale through his nose and presses into the kiss a little harder. "Tell me how you want to do this," he says softly once the kiss breaks. The last thing he wants to do is make her uncomfortable or engage in a position that will hurt her.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[pain_train]

Wrath smiles crookedly. "Shit, I hoped you knew what you were doing." Awkward, a little, but anything they can laugh about is fine. She rubs the end of her nose lightly against his as she thinks, kisses him thoughtfully.

"Help me lay down," she finally says. "And if I can put your pillow under my back. We can try that." Because she's not just giving up on this until whatever nebulous day her back is all better.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[bothbarrels]

"All right." He bends his head to kiss her shoulder. "We ought to take your top off, then. Before you lie down." He shifts his hands under the hem, and rubs at her waist.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[pain_train]

Wrath tilts her head to rest lightly against his for a moment. "That sounds like a great plan," she says, cheerful. It's definitely an invitation to have those amazing hands on her come more. She raises her arms so her can get her shirt off more easily.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[bothbarrels]

He pulls her top off gently and scoots back so she can center herself on the bed, before helping her settle her back onto his pillow. Then he gets up long enough to lock the door before bringing himself to crouch over her. "You're beautiful," he mutters, and puts his mouth to one of her breasts. He's aware of the fact that despite the events of the dreams, this is the first time they'll have had sex. And it'll be different from what it was in the dreams for more than one reason, not least of which being her injuries.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[pain_train]

He supports her well enough and is gentle enough that laying down doesn't hurt, which feels like a minor miracle. Wrath watches him, smiling to herself, until he comes back, and then she holds her arms out to him.

"Mmm." She cradles the back of his head with one hand, stroking his hair, marveling at the feeling of it again--and the feeling of his mouth, which makes her breathe out another happy little noise. "Your mouth," she murmurs. "I love your mouth too."

Eventually it'll add up to I love you and by then she'll stop being a chickenshit and just say it. She already knows it's true

Slowly and carefully, she slides one leg over his, foot smoothing along the back of his calf. Her other arm, she uses to tug up his shirt so she can stroke his back with her fingers.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[bothbarrels]

"Mm," he acknowledges, drawing her nipple between his lips and sucking harder. He loves the way she tastes. After giving that some attention he pulls away enough to let her lift his shirt away and once it's over his head he trails his lips down her chest and belly down to her navel. "Back okay?" he asks.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[pain_train]

Hopefully he doesn't mind her being noisy, because that gets a moan from her, that delicious tug. She licks her lips appreciatively at the sight of him, trails her fingers over his chest and then up to his shoulders as she keeps stroking his hair. "So far, so good," she sighs happily.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[bothbarrels]

"Good." He doesn't mind as long as she keeps it to soft moans like that one, but there's no telling when Theta and Malcolm will get home. He nudges his fingers into her waistband. "I know you like to be loud. But try to keep it quiet," he says. "Okay?"

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[pain_train]

She bites her lower lip. Normally that's not something she's embarrassed about. Or even cognizant of. "Sorry," she whispers. "I'll be quiet."

Think of it as a challenge. That seems the best way to go.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[bothbarrels]

He shoots her a little smile and starts working her pants off. Once they've been drawn off both of her legs he spreads her knees apart and kneels between them. He knows she's sensitive and he knows he can get her off pretty easily, so he starts out taking his time, stimulating her with light flicks of his tongue.