MCA #9 | Saturday Late Afternoon

[defenderofdesmoines]

Okay, that had actually been really, really fun. It had been a long week, and she'd been pretty sick of it all by the end, but it wasn't every day you got to fight a bunch of bears - let alone a giant bear - and save the day. Even if she also still felt fairly guilty about being temporarily mind-controlled by a reindeer into fighting one of her best friends.

This week. Seriously.

Starlight was pretty ready to be boring old non-sparkly Annie for awhile, even if she hadn't dispensed with the cape and the skirt just yet. Between adrenaline from the fight and relief that they'd won (and that it had been so fun!), Annie had been basically walking on air the entire way back to her apartment. Well, walking on air while also fussing over Diego.

"You're sure you're okay?" she asked, critically looking him over again. For those playing at home - yes, Annie was the one who'd fought a Jedi in addition to the bears (and...everything) a little while ago, and Annie showed absolutely no sign of damage save for a rip in her tights. The luxury of being that tough was that you got to make a big deal over every tiny papercut that your boyfriend got, okay. "Should I get out my first aid kit?"

[for that guy! edit: this has wholly unsurprisingly veered non-work safe, omg.]

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[knife_bender]

Diego gasped, which she could probably hear and feel considering he hadn't planned on moving away from her breasts any time soon. Now that he had reeled himself in a little he loosened his grip on Annie's waist and started pushing his hips up to meet hers, matching the slow and gentle rhythm.

Which was not going to last long, the both of them had to know that by now.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Yeah, already Annie was picking up a little bit of force, if not speed - some of it was lingering adrenaline, some of it was just because she had some nice leverage in this position, and some of it was just that she already wanted to go harder.

"Fuck, Diego - " she gasped, scratching her nails along his back (something for her to feel bad about later!) as she rocked her hips down against his more insistently.

[knife_bender]

Diego was smart enough to keep it to himself but he did love it whenever Annie cursed while they were doing this. She did it so rarely outside of sex that it was kind of a thrill for him still.

The nails on his back hurt in the best kind of way, and it spurred him on thrust up harder, biting down on her shoulder at the same time. So much for gentle.

[defenderofdesmoines]

This was how you properly checked over someone for injuries: by eventually getting so riled up in the process that you gave them new, sex-related injuries, obviously.

Annie let out a moan - not especially quiet, this time - at the bite, her rhythm faltering just slightly before she picked it back up, a touch faster. One of these days, they were going to, like, slowly and adorably make love in a bed with candles lit and music playing, or something, but honestly Annie was kind of starting to think that whole scene was a little overrated when there were options like this available.

[knife_bender]

They could save that love making thing for a special occasion like Valentine's Day or an anniversary. Some other time that wasn't right now.

"Fuck, you're so good," he said, panting against her neck. He planted both feet onto the floor so he could give himself leverage to make things just a little bit harder.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"God, yes," Annie mumbled, dragging her fingers up his neck to sort of clutch at his hair as best she could. She was getting close, and given the whole bossiness thing earlier, she was also riding a heady wave of knowing that he liked it when she was direct and showed him what she wanted.

So, she took hold of one of Diego's hands, pulling it between them to press his fingers against her clit. "Touch me here, too." She could pass out from blushing later - right now this felt too good.

[knife_bender]

Jesus, that was hot. He could hardly disobey an order like that not that he would ever want to.

Diego cursed under his breath, knowing he was so, so close to coming but he was determined to see her come undone first. He circled his thumb against her clit, thrusting up hard. "I want to see you come--you always look so good--"

[defenderofdesmoines]

Yeah, it really did not take much more for Annie. She'd been close already and then that was all just entirely too much to withstand.

"Fuck- " And there she went, back arching as she tightened around him every way she could. Annie came with a soft, ragged cry, her eyes clenching shut for a half-second before they were fixed on Diego's, bright and gold.

She really wanted to see him come, too, but she didn't think she needed to say so at the moment. (Not that, like, she was able to say much of anything.)

[knife_bender]

He was doing a shit job of holding himself back in the first place so as soon as he felt Annie tighten up around him he was coming almost immediately. He was not going to be sorry for how hard his fingers dug into her hips since he knew she could take it, but he'd be a little bit sorry for the loud shout he made since he didn't exactly know how cool her neighbors were with loud sex.

(Considering her neighbor across the hall was Yennefer, it would be fine).

[defenderofdesmoines]

She would totally apologize to her neighbors. Or, just like, pretend she had no idea what they were talking about if it was ever mentioned. One of the two. Whatever, that had been completely worth it.

Annie was pretty sure she might die or something if she tried to stand up just yet, considering she was literally trembling (holy shit), but she did collect herself enough to kiss him softly before resting her forehead against Diego's so they could both catch their breath.

[knife_bender]

Diego wrapped his arms firmly around Annie just in case she had any ideas about moving. He took a few moments to catch his break so he could, you know, speak.

After a few moments he was bumping his nose against hers in a cute way that totally was the opposite vibe of what they just did. "Please tell me we're doing that every time after this island makes us fight something weird."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Being ultra affectionate after being super dirty was kind of becoming another thing Annie also hadn't known she was into. "Uh huh," she assured him, smoothing her hand gently over his hair with a soft, quiet, happy sigh. "And, like, any time."

Because she really didn't want to wait until the next time they fought something weird to do that again.

[knife_bender]

Diego smiled lazily, feeling utterly content in this moment. "I like that idea."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"And now you have to reassure me that I didn't hurt you," Annie murmured, pressing a kiss to one shoulder and trying to get a look at his back without moving too much.

She was getting to where she didn't feel that bad about it. But she still felt a little bad. This was one of the drawbacks of dating normal-to-her guys - though, admittedly, she hadn't really run into, 'I came so hard I made little fingerprint-shaped bruises all over your back,' problems before, so...in light of that, she was pretty sure it was okay.

[knife_bender]

"It was nothing I didn't enjoy, I promise." Because, yeah, he knew there were going to be some bruises but he kind of liked them there. He'd rather earn bruises this way than attacked by bears.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I'll take it." Which was an improvement! Annie was going to carefully move out of his lap now before they actually became welded together, though she wasn't going to go far at all, and she was going to keep kissing whatever parts of him she could reach as she shifted to tuck herself beside him on the couch. "I try to hold back but it gets - hard." And she'd just have to trust that he'd say something if it bothered him.

[knife_bender]

"I'm going to take that as a compliment," he said lightly. "I'll tell you if I can't handle it. I just want you to be you as much as possible."

He hadn't forgotten her saying she had to hold back parts of herself with other guys.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Oh yeah, it's a compliment," Annie assured him, leaning her head against his shoulder with a content sigh. "And you get me at my...me-est, promise."

Seriously. She was getting more comfortable with him every day, and hearing him say that gave her a sweet little flutter in her chest, because...yeah. Hearing that reassurance was almost better than the sex itself.

(Almost.)