knife_bender | MCA #9 | Tuesday Morning

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MCA #9 | Tuesday Morning

Diego was a gentleman last night and walked Annie home after her shift at the bar. What happened after wasn't very gentlemanly per se but it was enjoyed on both sides. Sleep happened eventually but only after what was probably considered an obscene amount of cuddling.

The cuddling thing was kind of still happening even while Diego was still asleep this morning. He had whatever limb he could wrapped around Annie. Maybe this was why his code name was The Kraken?

[For that girl]

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Annie was kind of loving how this felt - she didn't have a problem taking charge or exercising her strength in her day-to-day life, but this was an entirely new thing for her in this particular arena, and it made her feel powerful in a totally different way from how she normally did.

She deepened the kiss, lowering herself just enough to let her breasts barely graze his chest. Probably not as much as Diego wanted - she could say for certain it wasn't as much as she wanted - but part of the point of having him at her mercy was to torture him a little.

Diego made a little noise at the new sensation. It most definitely wasn't enough and he was squirming a little more under Annie's hands.

He had the feeling that he could take her by surprise and and turn the tables if he wanted to but that was pretty much the last thing he wanted to do right now.

He absolutely could. Annie was strong, but she was also both distracted and not very big.

"You seem impatient," Annie noted, pulling back just enough to make the observation before leaning back in to kiss him again, this time giving his lower lip a little bite.

She also pressed down a little firmer with her hands, just because she liked that squirming.

That bite earned her a little groan and Diego pressing his hips up just a bit. "Can't imagine why I'd be impatient."

It was taking all of Annie's willpower to continue to move slowly and hold him down, because between hearing him and feeling him she was getting a little impatient herself.

But she was also having a lot of fun with this, so she moved to trail kisses along Diego's neck, concluding in another light bite where his neck met his shoulder. "Being impatient isn't going to get you your hands back any sooner." Though Annie secretly loved it.

Diego bit down on his lip, tilting his neck a little to give her more room. "Who knew that you had such an evil side to you?"

"It's a secret evil side," Annie replied, smiling against his neck before continuing to kiss down along his shoulder. Also kind of a new evil side, but she was sort of reveling in it.

She was also sort of reveling in learning what kinds of responses she'd get from Diego. Which was why she bit him on the shoulder, a touch more sharply than she had previously, before pressing a soft kiss to where she'd bitten.

"Annie," Diego murmured, closing his eyes. He couldn't help but start to wriggle around again which in turn brought his attention back to the fact that he was being held down.

He kind of loved her secret evil side.

That was still kind of the greatest, hearing him say her name like that, and it sent a little shiver through Annie - but the wriggling was just too ridiculously hot to not give in a little.

So, fine, Diego could have one of his hands back for the moment, purely because Annie wanted to grab a condom from the nightstand and she needed her own hand to do that. But just for a moment, and she was keeping hold of his other wrist tightly even as she reached over.

Oh yeah like Diego wasn't going to take advantage of that. He reached up while he could, cupping one of her breasts and running his thumb over her nipple.

Could he really be blamed for breaking the rules for that?

Well, it was very hard for Annie to look as stern and disapproving about it as she'd like, given how she was also biting her lower lip and arching into his hand. But she still tried, dropping the condom onto the sheets within an easy reach and grabbing at his wrist again before leaning in to kiss him again. "Not yet."

Considering she was going to need both hands in a second, it was kind of beside the point, but she was really enjoying making him wait.

Diego smiled into the kiss, because that had been totally worth it. Even if it meant that he had to wait a little longer.

He was still shifting his hips up a little impatiently but he didn't think he could be blamed for that.

Annie's patience was really starting to fray, as well, as evidenced by the little noise she made into the kiss, so she was scooting up a little to straddle his hips. That provided a bit of friction, at least, when she rolled her own hips down against him, even if it wasn't quite what everyone wanted yet.

Diego moaned softly, arching up to try to get more skin on skin contact. It might have been a futile attempt but he was going to try, damn it. "Please--"

Oh he wasn't above asking for it either.

And that? Was maybe one of the sexiest things Annie had ever heard. Like, so much for her whole domineering act - her total inability to keep her feelings off her face was at work here, and now she had something like awe written all over her features.

Annie was merciful, in light of both how incredibly turned on she was and also the fact that someone needed to take care of the condom situation, so she fixed Diego with as stern a look as she could muster (it was not very stern) and moved his hands to her hips before letting go. Her expectations were not high that they'd stay there, but she'd probably tormented him enough for the time being, anyway.

And like, considering she just got her hands back, herself, she was going to take her time with getting the condom onto him. Safe sex could still be sexy sex, after all, and it wasn't like rolling a condom on couldn't involve a fair amount of stroking and touching.

Well one of his hands stayed on her hip, fingers stroking the skin there almost absentmindedly. The other was lightly touching whatever part of her he could, never staying in one place long. He really wasn't one for obeying the rules, no matter how cute she looked when she put on a serious face.

He was mostly focused on watching her hands because, yeah, that was some pretty hot safe sex going on there.

Annie actually really liked that Diego was not much of a rule-follower, though in this specific instance he was getting an even-less-convincing stern look (because now she was even more distracted, between his hands and what she was doing with her own.)

And, look, she was really touchy and handsy normally, so once the whole condom thing was taken care of, she was going to take advantage of this little interlude to reach her hands up to touch Diego's face as she kissed him, even as Annie moved a little up his body to tease herself against him, slick and eager. "Okay?"

"Very okay," he said before kissing her again. "You're killing me, but in a good way."

Annie smiled, staying close and kissing him again as she reached a hand between them, shifted her hips, and carefully slid over him.

And once she was settled (and yes, there was a little gasp involved in that movement, because Annie was trying to take charge of things but she wasn't immune), she was reaching for Diego's hands again, this time lacing her fingers with his.

Still no hands, but a little sweeter than just holding his wrists down.

Diego let out a low moan, squeezing Annie's hands as he tried to keep still. It was a test of his patience not to immediately thrust his hips up but he still wanted her to take the lead here.

...okay there was a little jerk of his hips there, he wasn't perfect.

Annie let out a little moan of her own in response to that jerk, tightening her grip on his hands. She slowly started to roll her hips, her rhythm steady despite how quickly she wanted to move.

And by her usual clingy standards, he was so far away and the hand-holding thing might also kill her for lack of touching, but she was also pretty into the view, here, too.

She was into the view? Diego was definitely taking in every detail of what she looked like moving above him.

He moved his hips with her rhythm, but soon couldn't resist planting his foot on the bed so he could get enough leverage to thrust up a little harder.

"Yes." It came out more a groan than an actual word, and Annie closed her eyes and tipped her head back a little, her back arching. The view was nice but that was great and kind of overwhelming.

She ground down harder against him in response, even as her breathing hitched a little. The thing about torturing him was that it had kind of gotten her pretty worked up, too, so she was making a real effort to maintain any kind of an actual rhythm, now.

"Fuck--" It was things like that, Annie, that was going to make this end too soon. He thrust up hard again, not really caring about rhythm either at this point.

The fact that she didn't even really have to try to keep him held down like this was really doing it for him.

"Diego, I -" Damn it, this was going to end sooner than she'd like, and Annie's hands tightened against his. She was conscious not to hurt him, as always, but it was almost even easier to hold him in place without thinking about it, now. And really, it would probably be ending even sooner if she was letting him touch her, all things considered.

Annie would have felt self-conscious about the sighing, ragged noises she was making if she didn't strongly suspect Diego liked hearing them - and on that note, of things she was recently learning not to be shy about, Annie opened her eyes to look at him. Because she knew he liked seeing her eyes do their thing, and by the time she was even considering saying she was close, she was already there - her eyes lighting up with that accompanying shimmery noise they made, even as she shuddered and cried out.

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