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Lilypad Green 2 - Fingerpainting
Name: Kana
Title: Making up
Story: Circle never ends
Characters: Freya, Nick
Colors: Lilypad Green 2. Make-up sex
Supplies and Styles: Fingerpainting
Word count: 1994
Rating: R
Warnings: Sex
Summary: Freya and Nick making up after a fight.
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
They are standing in the kitchen. Just having finished dinner and the dishes. And he is looking at her. A strange look in his eyes. Almost sadness. And almost pain. Freya doesn’t know how to react to it.
True, they had a fight a couple of hours ago. But they had talked it out and there was nothing more to be said about it.
“I’m sorry.”
Surprised she looks aside. Wondering why he brings it up again. She has been silent the entire evening. She knows. But it wasn’t out of anger. Nor sadness. She just had no tales to tell…
"I'm sorry. What more can I say to make you forgive me?"
Freya shakes her head. It ears her a questioning gaze from Nick.
"You don't have to say a thing."
She steps closer. Letting her fingers run over his chest. The palm of her hand resting there where his heart is beating. Looking up she meet his eyes. There is a soft look in her eyes. Not angry. At all. Not anymore. There was nothing to forgive anyway. And there is something more. A deeper look in her orbs. Something Nick can't explain. Not yet. He's sure she'll let him see it soon though.
Tiptoeing, she brings her mouth close to his, not yet touching but she sees him leaning in already. Their eyes still locked, her breath ghosting over his lips.
"You just have to kiss me and fuck me right through the mattress..."
For a second Nick's eyes widen. But then she kisses him, hard and demanding, and there is nothing he can do but kiss her back. Just as hard and needing.
Her hand clutches his T-shirt while her other hand moves up to his head, letting her fingers burry themselves in his hair. She smiles when she feels his arms around her waist, pulling her flat against his body, holding her close.
She breaks the kiss after a couple of minutes. Whispering against his lips "I love you. I love you so so much" before she leans in again. Another kiss, just as passionate. One of his hands moves from her waist to the back of her head, fingers tangling in her hair. Their tongues battling and Freya moans when she feels his erection pressing against her abdomen. Without breaking off the kiss, she turns them around. Walking them - slowly - towards the bedroom, one of her arms outstretched in front of her, making sure they don't bump into any walls or doorposts.
She stops when she feels Nick's legs touching the side of the bed. Laughs when she feels how he lets himself fall backwards and pulls her down with him.
There is a longing look in her eyes when she gazes down on him. Tender. Her fingers a feather light touch on his arm. It makes him shiver. She moves her touch to his sides, almost tickling.
Slowly she leans down again, brushing her lips over his, before pulling away again. She feels how his hand, resting between her shoulder blades, gently pushes her down again.
"Can't stop kissing you..." A soft whisper before his lips claim hers again.
Moaning softly she takes a hold of the hem of his shirt, pulling it up, exposing his belly and just a couple of seconds later - when he arches up a little - his chest. Breaking the kiss off again, she pulls it over his head. Smiles when his mouth finds hers again even before she manages to toss it on the ground.
In one swift movement he flips them over, both of them lying on their side, arms around each other, bodies pressed against one other, legs entwined, mouths locked in another passionate kiss.
A soft moan when she feels his hand under her T-shirt, slowly moving its way up, fingers only lightly caressing her breast, before they move to her back. Nimble fingers loosening her bra. His hand tracing her spine, it makes her arch towards him.
He brings her T-shirt up, pushing himself up a little from the bed so he is hovering above her. Freya blushes a little when she sees the predatory look in his eyes when he lets his gaze roam over her face and body.
Of course she catches the mischievous twinkle in his eyes and her mouth opens in a silent 'oh' when he suddenly bends down and takes one of her nipples in his mouth. His free hand palming her other breast. Moaning she closes her eyes to heighten the sensation and she brings one of her hands to his neck. Fingers tangled once more in his hair and she keeps a little pressure on his neck - holding his head in place while she enjoys his tongue running circles around her nipple. Her body reacts automatically when he starts sucking and biting. Gently.
He switches to her other breast after a couple of minutes. But not before he pulled the T-shirt over her head and got rid of her bra.
"Hmmm..."
She feels him smile while he moves his free hand to her jeans, quickly unbuttoning and unzipping it. Freya trembles a little when Nick lets his fingers caress the inside of her legs while they get rid of her pants. She moves a little so she can do the same to his jeans. He pulls her on top of him again, and his eagerness makes her giggle.
Gently she places kisses all over his chest. Deliberately ignoring his nipples.
"Oh. You are mean..."
Chuckling she moves lower, placing feather light kisses on his belly, her tongue circling his belly button, before she moves even lower. Kissing the inside of his legs, up to his ankles, and moving her way back up. Paying no attention to his erection.
"Freya..."
A pleading moan when she hovers above him again. Setting her hands at either side of his head, letting her arms support her entire weight, so she barely touches him. She bites her lips when she looks at him. Just looks at him. As if she can't believe...
Once more Nick pulls her down on top of him, smiling before kissing her again. His hands moving down, cupping her buttocks. Squeezing gently while rolling his hips. It makes her gasp in his mouth.
Quickly he flips them over again. Lying on top of Freya. His hands caressing her sides, moving over her hips to the inside of her legs, before gently touching her through her underpants.
She tilts her head back, enjoying the feeling of him touching her so intimately. Her hips move involuntary when he applies a little more pressure, rubbing and circling.
"Nick..."
This time she is the one to moan pleadingly. He just keeps on playing with her. Making her moan again and again and again. Her voice rising with each whimper. It makes her place a hand before her mouth, trying to stay silent.
“No, don’t… I love hearing you like this.”
Looking at him through narrowed eyes, she sees him smile. Satisfied. And longingly.
"Get rid of it."
Laughing Nick takes a hold of her underpants, pulling them down. She sets herself on her knees, helping him out of his own boxers. Breathing warmly against his erected member.
"Oh."
Smiling she flicks her tongue over the tip. Tasting pre-come.
"Freya..."
The way he says her name makes the smile on her face widen. Gently she takes him in her hand, seeing the anticipation on his face. It still makes her blush a little when he looks at her like that.
One stroke, before she starts licking him, starting at his balls and moving all the way 'till the tip. She repeats the process a couple of times. Hearing his sharp intakes of breaths.
For a seconds she halts, just holding him in her hand. Looking at his flushed face. Licking her lips once. Knowing just how much it turns him on when he sees her like that. Sitting before him, between his legs. Naked.
She’s not sure if he can see past her smile and lust. Doesn’t know if he knows she’s still a little too insecure.
She keeps her eyes locked on his when she lowers her head again. Sees how his eyes widen just a little when she closes her lips around the head of his member. Smiles, before she closes her eyes and starts sucking him.
"Oh! Freya!"
His hands in her hair, guiding her movements. One of her hands on his hip, holding him still. Her tongue traces the base of his shaft. And carefully she sometimes lets her teeth grace the sensitive skin.
The hand with which she is holding him starts moving in time with her mouth. And for a second her eyes open when his hips buck up instinctively, entering deeper than she intended. She recovers fast enough and lets go of his hip, knowing she can’t possibly control the automatic movements of his body. Not with one hand at least. Instead she brings her hand down between their bodies, palming his balls gently.
“Oh…”
A soft groan and the grip he has on her hair almost becomes painful. Grinning she lets go of him. Watching him pant, his eyes still closed, mouth slightly open.
When he looks back at her, she smiles softly, moving back up so she’s lying on top of him. Her fingers caressing his cheek.
“I thought you wanted me to fuck you through the mattress?”
Biting her lips she nods, almost shyly, and rolls them over. She wants him in control.
“I want you. Now. Right now. Hard and deep and...”
Nick doesn’t let her finish. Kissing her while positioning himself.
“No preparation?”
His finger circles her entrance.
“I’m wet enough. And I want you. Want you so badly. Want you now.”
She can see his eyes darkening. Filled with lust. And love. It makes her feel special.
Gently he kisses her again, pressing the head of his erection against her. They keep their eyes lock despite the kiss and she gasps in his mouth when he enters her in one swift movement. Hard and deep, just like she asked. He holds still for a couple of seconds, letting her adjust to having him buried completely inside her.
“You okay?”
A little bit concerned when he saw her close her eyes. Freya starting to move her hips and look back at him, smiling, is all the answer he needs.
There’s a smug look of his face when he starts moving again. Not fast. Not yet. But hard and deep with every trust.
He closes his eyes for a while when they find their rhythm and it doesn’t take them long to speed up.
“Freya…. I’m not… I’m not… Not gonna last long… If we keep this speed up.”
Her exciting moans tell him she’s not going to last long either.
Tilting his head back, eyes closed once again, he groans when he feels how she rolls his nipples between her fingers. It’s the first time she touches them today.
“Oh… Oh… OH! Freya. I’m… I’m coming…”
She sees how he bites his lips, his pace becoming frantic and his trusts going in even deeper and harder than before. Freya’s hips buck up to meet his with every trust and she opens her mouth in a silent scream.
She feels he’s close, but she doesn’t know if she’ll manage to last long enough so they’ll come together.
“Nick… Nick!”
She arches up while he keeps on trusting. And it is when she clenches around him that he allows himself to let go.
“AH!”
They are panting when Nick lays himself down on top of Freya. Tired. Satisfied. His hands next to her head, fingers caressing her hair and cheek.
Her own arms circling around his waist. Holding him. Just holding him. Not wanting to ever let him go again. And he doesn’t complain. There is nowhere else he wants to be.
Title: Making up
Story: Circle never ends
Characters: Freya, Nick
Colors: Lilypad Green 2. Make-up sex
Supplies and Styles: Fingerpainting
Word count: 1994
Rating: R
Warnings: Sex
Summary: Freya and Nick making up after a fight.
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
They are standing in the kitchen. Just having finished dinner and the dishes. And he is looking at her. A strange look in his eyes. Almost sadness. And almost pain. Freya doesn’t know how to react to it.
True, they had a fight a couple of hours ago. But they had talked it out and there was nothing more to be said about it.
“I’m sorry.”
Surprised she looks aside. Wondering why he brings it up again. She has been silent the entire evening. She knows. But it wasn’t out of anger. Nor sadness. She just had no tales to tell…
"I'm sorry. What more can I say to make you forgive me?"
Freya shakes her head. It ears her a questioning gaze from Nick.
"You don't have to say a thing."
She steps closer. Letting her fingers run over his chest. The palm of her hand resting there where his heart is beating. Looking up she meet his eyes. There is a soft look in her eyes. Not angry. At all. Not anymore. There was nothing to forgive anyway. And there is something more. A deeper look in her orbs. Something Nick can't explain. Not yet. He's sure she'll let him see it soon though.
Tiptoeing, she brings her mouth close to his, not yet touching but she sees him leaning in already. Their eyes still locked, her breath ghosting over his lips.
"You just have to kiss me and fuck me right through the mattress..."
For a second Nick's eyes widen. But then she kisses him, hard and demanding, and there is nothing he can do but kiss her back. Just as hard and needing.
Her hand clutches his T-shirt while her other hand moves up to his head, letting her fingers burry themselves in his hair. She smiles when she feels his arms around her waist, pulling her flat against his body, holding her close.
She breaks the kiss after a couple of minutes. Whispering against his lips "I love you. I love you so so much" before she leans in again. Another kiss, just as passionate. One of his hands moves from her waist to the back of her head, fingers tangling in her hair. Their tongues battling and Freya moans when she feels his erection pressing against her abdomen. Without breaking off the kiss, she turns them around. Walking them - slowly - towards the bedroom, one of her arms outstretched in front of her, making sure they don't bump into any walls or doorposts.
She stops when she feels Nick's legs touching the side of the bed. Laughs when she feels how he lets himself fall backwards and pulls her down with him.
There is a longing look in her eyes when she gazes down on him. Tender. Her fingers a feather light touch on his arm. It makes him shiver. She moves her touch to his sides, almost tickling.
Slowly she leans down again, brushing her lips over his, before pulling away again. She feels how his hand, resting between her shoulder blades, gently pushes her down again.
"Can't stop kissing you..." A soft whisper before his lips claim hers again.
Moaning softly she takes a hold of the hem of his shirt, pulling it up, exposing his belly and just a couple of seconds later - when he arches up a little - his chest. Breaking the kiss off again, she pulls it over his head. Smiles when his mouth finds hers again even before she manages to toss it on the ground.
In one swift movement he flips them over, both of them lying on their side, arms around each other, bodies pressed against one other, legs entwined, mouths locked in another passionate kiss.
A soft moan when she feels his hand under her T-shirt, slowly moving its way up, fingers only lightly caressing her breast, before they move to her back. Nimble fingers loosening her bra. His hand tracing her spine, it makes her arch towards him.
He brings her T-shirt up, pushing himself up a little from the bed so he is hovering above her. Freya blushes a little when she sees the predatory look in his eyes when he lets his gaze roam over her face and body.
Of course she catches the mischievous twinkle in his eyes and her mouth opens in a silent 'oh' when he suddenly bends down and takes one of her nipples in his mouth. His free hand palming her other breast. Moaning she closes her eyes to heighten the sensation and she brings one of her hands to his neck. Fingers tangled once more in his hair and she keeps a little pressure on his neck - holding his head in place while she enjoys his tongue running circles around her nipple. Her body reacts automatically when he starts sucking and biting. Gently.
He switches to her other breast after a couple of minutes. But not before he pulled the T-shirt over her head and got rid of her bra.
"Hmmm..."
She feels him smile while he moves his free hand to her jeans, quickly unbuttoning and unzipping it. Freya trembles a little when Nick lets his fingers caress the inside of her legs while they get rid of her pants. She moves a little so she can do the same to his jeans. He pulls her on top of him again, and his eagerness makes her giggle.
Gently she places kisses all over his chest. Deliberately ignoring his nipples.
"Oh. You are mean..."
Chuckling she moves lower, placing feather light kisses on his belly, her tongue circling his belly button, before she moves even lower. Kissing the inside of his legs, up to his ankles, and moving her way back up. Paying no attention to his erection.
"Freya..."
A pleading moan when she hovers above him again. Setting her hands at either side of his head, letting her arms support her entire weight, so she barely touches him. She bites her lips when she looks at him. Just looks at him. As if she can't believe...
Once more Nick pulls her down on top of him, smiling before kissing her again. His hands moving down, cupping her buttocks. Squeezing gently while rolling his hips. It makes her gasp in his mouth.
Quickly he flips them over again. Lying on top of Freya. His hands caressing her sides, moving over her hips to the inside of her legs, before gently touching her through her underpants.
She tilts her head back, enjoying the feeling of him touching her so intimately. Her hips move involuntary when he applies a little more pressure, rubbing and circling.
"Nick..."
This time she is the one to moan pleadingly. He just keeps on playing with her. Making her moan again and again and again. Her voice rising with each whimper. It makes her place a hand before her mouth, trying to stay silent.
“No, don’t… I love hearing you like this.”
Looking at him through narrowed eyes, she sees him smile. Satisfied. And longingly.
"Get rid of it."
Laughing Nick takes a hold of her underpants, pulling them down. She sets herself on her knees, helping him out of his own boxers. Breathing warmly against his erected member.
"Oh."
Smiling she flicks her tongue over the tip. Tasting pre-come.
"Freya..."
The way he says her name makes the smile on her face widen. Gently she takes him in her hand, seeing the anticipation on his face. It still makes her blush a little when he looks at her like that.
One stroke, before she starts licking him, starting at his balls and moving all the way 'till the tip. She repeats the process a couple of times. Hearing his sharp intakes of breaths.
For a seconds she halts, just holding him in her hand. Looking at his flushed face. Licking her lips once. Knowing just how much it turns him on when he sees her like that. Sitting before him, between his legs. Naked.
She’s not sure if he can see past her smile and lust. Doesn’t know if he knows she’s still a little too insecure.
She keeps her eyes locked on his when she lowers her head again. Sees how his eyes widen just a little when she closes her lips around the head of his member. Smiles, before she closes her eyes and starts sucking him.
"Oh! Freya!"
His hands in her hair, guiding her movements. One of her hands on his hip, holding him still. Her tongue traces the base of his shaft. And carefully she sometimes lets her teeth grace the sensitive skin.
The hand with which she is holding him starts moving in time with her mouth. And for a second her eyes open when his hips buck up instinctively, entering deeper than she intended. She recovers fast enough and lets go of his hip, knowing she can’t possibly control the automatic movements of his body. Not with one hand at least. Instead she brings her hand down between their bodies, palming his balls gently.
“Oh…”
A soft groan and the grip he has on her hair almost becomes painful. Grinning she lets go of him. Watching him pant, his eyes still closed, mouth slightly open.
When he looks back at her, she smiles softly, moving back up so she’s lying on top of him. Her fingers caressing his cheek.
“I thought you wanted me to fuck you through the mattress?”
Biting her lips she nods, almost shyly, and rolls them over. She wants him in control.
“I want you. Now. Right now. Hard and deep and...”
Nick doesn’t let her finish. Kissing her while positioning himself.
“No preparation?”
His finger circles her entrance.
“I’m wet enough. And I want you. Want you so badly. Want you now.”
She can see his eyes darkening. Filled with lust. And love. It makes her feel special.
Gently he kisses her again, pressing the head of his erection against her. They keep their eyes lock despite the kiss and she gasps in his mouth when he enters her in one swift movement. Hard and deep, just like she asked. He holds still for a couple of seconds, letting her adjust to having him buried completely inside her.
“You okay?”
A little bit concerned when he saw her close her eyes. Freya starting to move her hips and look back at him, smiling, is all the answer he needs.
There’s a smug look of his face when he starts moving again. Not fast. Not yet. But hard and deep with every trust.
He closes his eyes for a while when they find their rhythm and it doesn’t take them long to speed up.
“Freya…. I’m not… I’m not… Not gonna last long… If we keep this speed up.”
Her exciting moans tell him she’s not going to last long either.
Tilting his head back, eyes closed once again, he groans when he feels how she rolls his nipples between her fingers. It’s the first time she touches them today.
“Oh… Oh… OH! Freya. I’m… I’m coming…”
She sees how he bites his lips, his pace becoming frantic and his trusts going in even deeper and harder than before. Freya’s hips buck up to meet his with every trust and she opens her mouth in a silent scream.
She feels he’s close, but she doesn’t know if she’ll manage to last long enough so they’ll come together.
“Nick… Nick!”
She arches up while he keeps on trusting. And it is when she clenches around him that he allows himself to let go.
“AH!”
They are panting when Nick lays himself down on top of Freya. Tired. Satisfied. His hands next to her head, fingers caressing her hair and cheek.
Her own arms circling around his waist. Holding him. Just holding him. Not wanting to ever let him go again. And he doesn’t complain. There is nowhere else he wants to be.
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