defenderofdesmoines | MCA #9

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MCA #9 | Tuesday Evening

So, Annie was doing this Christmas party next Friday. And, really, regardless of the party, she had been tasked with ensuring Diego got the whole Christmas experience, this year.

And a vital part of the Christmas experience? Wearing weird, tacky, semi-humiliating holiday-themed clothes.

So, she'd invited Diego over and had managed to make hot chocolate without burning her apartment down, and was now lounging next to him on her couch with her laptop positioned on her legs.

"How about this one?"

Did it matter that it was still two days before Thanksgiving? No, and stop judging her.

[for Rambo's ninja cousin. ETA: don't read this at work, omg.]

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Diego gave Annie another quick kiss before pulling away to finish taking off his clothes. He certainly wasn't shy about kicking off his pants and--figuring it was going to happen anyway--taking off his shorts while he was at it.

He was, however, looking just a little bit shy when he grabbed a condom out of the pocket of his pants and got back up on the bed with it in his hand.

"Look at you, planning ahead," Annie teased softly, kicking off her jeans once she wasn't all tangled up with him. (What an idea.)

Also kind of just, like, look at him? Annie was and had been. She was still working on getting completely undressed, and really, she had no room to be teasing about planning ahead considering she had totally worn cute underwear in case he'd see it. Not that it mattered, since she was already reaching behind her back to undo the clasp of her bra and throw it aside, even as she leaned in to kiss him again.

"I'm an optimist," he said before kissing her again. He was appreciative of the cute underwear but even more appreciative when the bra came off as evidenced by the fact that he was reaching up to run a hand over her breast as soon as he had the chance to.

The noise Annie made against his mouth was soft and needy, her nipples stiffening almost immediately in response to his touch. She wriggled out of her panties as quickly as she could just so she could move closer to him without any clothes in the way - again, they had all night, but it was also getting increasingly difficult to take things slow, even if she was still a little shy. She skimmed her hands along his chest, hesitating just a second before sliding one hand low to experimentally brush her thumb across a hipbone.

Diego made a pleased humming noise, pushing his hips down against her hand. Encouraged by her reaction, he broke the kiss to lean down and take one of her nipples into his mouth.

Impatience was winning out over romance, clearly.

There was time for romance! Later. After they'd done this a time or five.

And speaking of encouraging reactions, that hum - not to mention what he was doing with his mouth, since now she could barely think again - was more than enough to prompt Annie to reach to a slightly lower, more central location and gently wrap her hand around him.

If she had been watching her strength before, you had better believe she was conscious of her grip now, keeping her touch light and teasing.

Well thank god for that.

Diego let out a soft moan, closing his eyes and thrusting his hips up into Annie's hand. It was distracting--in the best way--and all he could do for a moment was stop and enjoy it.

Look, it had been awhile since anyone touched him like this.

Well, that was a hot noise, and it just made Annie want more. It had been awhile for her, too - hence both the eagerness and the shyness.

Annie started to move her hand in steady, careful strokes as she leaned in for another slightly-desperate kiss, since that seemed like something everyone could still handle while distracted.

Annie wasn't alone when it came to slightly-desperate kissing. The kissing and the movement of her hand did spur him on to take things further. He moved one of his hands down her stomach and past her hips, being very clear as to what his intent was so she could stop him if she wanted to.

He very much doubted that would happen, but he was still careful.

Annie gave a little hum and pressed her hips forward encouragingly, unconsciously mirroring his movement from a moment prior. She kept the pace of her hand slow and steady, not wanting to escalate things too quickly. She was really kind of torn between taking her time to enjoy him and draw this out, versus her own growing desperation.

Desperation was kind of winning, yeah.

Oh desperation was definitely winning on Diego's end. He gently pressed a finger into her, moving down to mouth at her neck again if only because he liked hearing the noises she made.

It helped that this was (hopefully) not going to be the last time they did this so if he rushed a little bit, well, they could pick another time to draw things out.

Possibly even another time that night! Or in the morning! Or like, all day tomorrow?

He was rewarded with more noises, and Annie would have been a little embarrassed by the way her breath hitched if it didn't feel too incredibly, distractingly good for her to think about anything else. She shifted her thighs apart a little further just to give Diego more room to work, simultaneously moving to press her torso against his, just needing to be closer. Her hand hadn't moved away, though distraction meant that she'd slowed just a little.

All day tomorrow was good. He was all for that plan.

Diego moaned against Annie's neck, feeling just a little overwhelmed and more than a little desperate between the hand around him and the way she felt against him. He sat up on his elbow, lifting himself up slightly so he could watch her face as he moved his finger inside her with more confidence.

Well, Diego looking at her like that made Annie's shyness return, just a little, but mostly she was kind of past feeling shy or awkward or really anything except - yeah, overwhelmed was a good word.

But, that being said, being able to see him right now was kind of her new favorite thing, and it almost made her want to turn the lights on to see better. (But then, it would be daylight all day tomorrow, too, so.) Her free hand gripped lightly at his shoulder, and then she was touching his jaw, then his neck, and his cheek, and it turned out you could be desperate and still a little romantic, after all.

Diego was looking at her with something like awe, and he hadn't even seen the light show yet. He nuzzled his cheek into her hand, a sweet gesture even as he was pressing a second finger into her.

Annie let out a little moan in response, her head falling back even as her hips lifted off the bed to meet his hand, her own working against him in a matching rhythm.

This was starting to get to the point where she was either going to need more or he was going to get the light show earlier than she'd like (not that she was even vaguely thinking about that now; the time for warning him had passed awhile ago), and while words were hard at the moment, Annie was pretty proud of herself for stringing together a whole sentence. "Where'd that condom go?"

If Diego hadn't been thinking the exact same thing he probably would have laughed. He blindly reached out in the vague direction of where he had tossed it on the sheets. He almost breathed a sigh of relief when he got his hand around it, wasting no time in getting it open. "Got it."

"Good." And that was about all the words Annie was going to be good for, at least for a little while. She was more than happy to let him go ahead and take care of everything regarding the condom, instead busying herself with running her hands over his chest and shoulders, and shifting her hips and knees a bit wider in ancipation.

There might have been a bit of impatience in the way she skimmed her foot along his leg, too, but mostly it was just that she couldn't stop touching him.

It was some sort of miracle that Diego managed to roll the condom on without getting distracted by Annie touching him. He was quickly discovering she had a talent for distracting him. He had the feeling he'd be in trouble if she ever picked up on that.

He settled himself between her legs, leaning in for another quick kiss. "Okay?"

"Mm-hmm." See, words were hard, but making little agreement noises - that she could handle, no problem. Between the feeling of having Diego so close and the anticipation of having him even closer, Annie was already pretty worked up, and if her little mm-hmm hadn't been enough, the way her hands had moved to his back to grip at him was probably also a helpful non-verbal version of now, please.

That was really all the encouragement Diego needed. He pressed his hips forward, going slowly both for her sake and his own. He was already pretty worked up and did not want to risk ending things too soon.

That would be embarrassing.

Annie hissed out a little breath, canting her hips up to meet and already tightening her hands against his back. She kept her movements as slow and deliberate as she could, aware not only of how heightened everything felt for her but how it was probably doubly so for Diego.

Desperation was a thing, yes, but so was at least trying to make this last for a little while, and so she was arching her neck up to kiss him, soft and languid and slow.

The kiss did help him get a hold of himself. It wasn't long before he was confident he wasn't going to lose it immediately. He started to move his hips, a slow but steady rhythm that had him dropping his head onto Annie's shoulder just so he could focus on how good it felt.

Once Annie had herself a little more under control, too, she could wind one leg across the backs of his and roll her hips up to match his rhythm. And with Diego's head on her shoulder, that offered her the opportunity to press her face into his neck, all the better to muffle a little moan she couldn't help. (Though he hardly seemed to object to her making noise.)

The noises drove Diego a little crazy, in the best way. It had him thrusting in just a little bit harder and playfully biting down on her shoulder again, just to hear more.

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