MHA #2 | Friday Morning

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie had been barely able to concentrate on class -- she was lucky she could tap dance pretty much in her sleep if she needed to, and hadn't attempted to make today, like, interpretive dance day -- after the email she'd gotten from Vought on her way to the school this morning. 

They wouldn't have even emailed her if she didn't have a shot, right? Unless they just sent one of those out to every heroine on their roster, and that was certainly possible. But. Annie also knew that...well, frankly, Starlight outshone a lot of those women (so to speak.) She didn't win all those awards for nothing, after all.

Annie could barely think straight with the adrenaline she was feeling thanks to the sheer possibility that this opportunity might pan out, even as she was trying so, so hard not to get her hopes up. Though, if it did work out, what would that mean for her life here -- nope, not getting that far ahead of herself. She probably wouldn't get it, and there was no reason to start raising questions like that. (But she would have to move to New York, so -- there was that to consider.)

She had texted Diego while she grabbed coffee for the both of them, letting him know she was on her way over, but she still called out a, "Hey," as she let herself into his apartment, balancing the coffees and her tap shoes as she bumped the door shut with her hip.

[for the boyfriend! edit: and now non-worksafe.]

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[knife_bender]

"Yep." Diego lifted Annie up easily, keeping a tight grip on her thighs. It wasn't a long walk to the bedroom, though it would probably have gone faster if he hadn't kept slowing down to kiss her again.

[defenderofdesmoines]

God, it was never not going to be just amazingly hot that he could carry her around like this.

Annie did her part to be easy to carry, at least, keeping her core tight and holding onto him. Though she probably wasn't being a great help with how enthusiastically she kept kissing him, or how she kept sneaking distracting kisses to his ear, or temple, or jaw.

[knife_bender]

It wasn't very helpful, but he somehow managed to get them to there without any injuries. He laid Annie down on the bed, wasting no time in hooking his fingers at the top of her leggings in order to get them down.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie was more than happy to assist there, keeping her hips lifted up to help. Granted, she was also reaching for Diego to keep kissing him as soon as her leggings were out of the way -- for once, they were actually figuring out the pants problem with just a little bit of foresight, which seemed deserving of kisses.

Also, Annie was kind of really worked up at this point, and was having a hard time keeping her hands and mouth to herself, so.

[knife_bender]

Well that just made Diego's ability to get his pants off harder. He struggled with it for a few moments before having to pull away. "You are very distracting."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"It's your fault," Annie told him, a little out of breath. "Stop being so hot." Just kidding, don't stop.

She raised her eyebrows at him as she reluctantly allowed him deal with his pants, and stretched back against the pillows to appreciatively watch.

[knife_bender]

Diego laughed lightly, taking off his pants now that someone wasn't distracting him. He crawled onto the bed, shouldering his way between Annie's legs so he could press a kiss to her inner thigh.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Oh, hi." Don't mind the way Annie's voice lowered, or how she flushed to the roots of her hair, or how her leg immediately shifted under that kiss. "Um, that is the opposite of not being so hot."

She clearly didn't mind at all.

[knife_bender]

"Should I stop?" It probably didn't help that he bit down on her thigh after asking that.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Oh--oh my God." Annie slid her hands up to cover her face, her toes curling already. "I don't know what I'll do if you stop."

Probably lay there in utter disbelief, actually, at least for a minute.

[knife_bender]

It was a good thing he had no intention of stopping then. He placed a few more bites on her thigh, wishing he could leave some marks there. And he also greatly enjoyed being a giant tease.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"You're such a tease," Annie murmured, agreeing with the narrative like that was going to make him speed up or change what he was doing at all.

And later she would, at least, look fondly at the spot on her thigh where he'd bitten her and wish for marks. Maybe she'd draw one on, just to remember where he'd been.

[knife_bender]

He really was a tease. But Annie had such good reactions. He did give in a few moments later, putting his mouth where she obviously wanted it, pressing in a finger at the same time.

He may have been a tease but he wasn't cruel.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Ff-- Diego." Giving up swearing for Lent was the stupidest thing Annie had ever done in her entire life, probably, because she really did not care about watching her vocabulary right now. At all.

She finally removed one hand from her face to reach down and thread her fingers through his hair and encouragingly rest her hand on his head, because now that he was there, she wanted to make sure he didn't go anywhere, goddamn it. Hopefully Diego was okay with a little nonverbal bossiness, there.

[knife_bender]

The nonverbal bossiness just made Diego moan against her and spurred him on to keep going. He added a second finger, building up a slow, steady rhythm.

Turned out bossiness was a good way to get Annie what she wanted, as far as Diego was concerned.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Feeling Diego moan earned him some rather loud noises from Annie in response, and she didn't even attempt to be quiet about it. (Whatever, they were all the way back in the bedroom and it was the middle of the morning; who was going to hear, anyway?)

She pulled lightly at his hair, her free hand scrabbling around to clutch at the bedding, and yeah, maybe she'd caught on to how the bossiness worked in her favor. The secret, clearly, was getting her worked up enough that she forgot to be shy about it.

[knife_bender]

Diego pulled back some, only to give the other thigh an attempt at a hickey that it deserved. He still kept moving his fingers, but at was probably a frustratingly slow place. "Want me to make you come like this?"

It was pretty mean to expect her to have that kind of brain power right now.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Uh, yeah, considering that question itself sent a warm little shiver through Annie, on top of everything else, she wasn't doing a great job of thinking straight. Though the frustrating slowness of the pace he'd chosen sort of helped her regroup enough to decide on an answer.

"No, I want you to come with me. Get up here," she murmured, nudging him with a foot and letting go of his hair.

[knife_bender]

Diego hoped that would be her answer. He made his way back up her body, pausing occasionally to nip at her hip or stomach. After taking his sweet time he did end up kissing her again, because it had been awhile (like maybe five minutes) since it happened.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"You're too good at that," Annie murmurered between kisses, sliding her hands to cup his face and wrapping a leg loosely around him. She just, like, physically needed to be touching Diego as much as she possibly could right now, as the insistent way she was lifting her hips against his might have also indicated.

[knife_bender]

"I mean, I'm always ready to practice," he said lightly. He brought a hand down to line himself up, but not pressing in just yet.

Maybe he wanted wanted to see more of that bossiness.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie wriggled under him impatiently, letting out a soft noise of frustration. She kissed a path from Diego's mouth to his ear, her hands sliding down to his shoulders to scratch lightly.

"I need you inside me," she murmured, just before issuing a bite to his earlobe.

Maybe by the time they were attempting FaceTime sex, she'd be able to say dirty things while actually looking at him.

[knife_bender]

“Fuck.” Saying stuff like that would get her pretty much anything she asked for. He pressed inside, moaning loudly when he felt her around him.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie dug her nails in against Diego's shoulders with a sharp little gasp, fairly immediately wrapping her other leg around his waist to keep him close.

"Yes," she breathed against his ear. As sensitive as Annie already was, the sensation of fullness was a little overwhelming right away, and she was going to just tilt her head to roughly kiss Diego for a minute and try to get her bearings.

[knife_bender]

Diego certainly didn't mind some rough kissing, though at the moment it was impossible to keep it to just kissing. If he didn't move he might very well die. At least when he started to move his hips it was at a slow, steady pace to allow them both to adjust a bit.