MHA #2 | Friday Evening

[knife_bender]

Diego had officially done the whole mall Santa thing and it was an experience he was never going to repeat again. If only because he was fairly sure no Santa should have been that handsy. But Annie got her picture and that was what mattered. He definitely won some boyfriend points for that.

They had decided to get the Christmas thing done early since she would be going home at some point and it might as well be now since the only weird thing going on was some creepy humming coming from the kitchen if you listened hard enough. That could be easily ignored.

Now he was on the couch watching Annie cover his apartment with an excessive amount of Christmas cheer. "You know it's just going to be me that sees this, right?"

[For the girl! edit and nsfw omg]

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[defenderofdesmoines]

"Yeah." Exactly, Diego. Annie completely agreed, though she was similarly at a loss for an actual descriptor. "You're amazing."

Seriously. She'd kind of thought they were great at this already, but like, they were only getting better at it.

[knife_bender]

"You're amazing." Guys, guys, you were both amazing.

He pulled away enough to give Annie a lazy kiss. "Bed. Before we both fall over."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie reluctantly lowered her other leg, leaning against the wall for just a moment with a sigh (because she was totally going to fall over.) "Bed," she agreed, finally actually letting go of Diego so she could make the journey over to collapse onto his bed, completely graceless about it and not caring.

Whatever, that had been a lot. She was kind of proud of herself for finding the bed.

[knife_bender]

Diego's movements were in no way smooth, but he did manage to toss the condom in the trash and walk over to bed without falling over. He would never own up to how shaky his legs felt after this but it had been so worth it.

He was equally graceless when he crawled onto the bed, immediately cuddling up against Annie like they hadn't just been all over each other.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Hi," Annie greeted him, like it had been ages and ages and not literal seconds as she nestled right in against him. "Holy shit, Diego."

The sheer amount of swearing and direct requests out of Annie tonight was another pretty good indication that she was getting more comfortable.

"I really liked that." There, a whole sentence. Outstanding. Also probably kind of obvious.

[knife_bender]

"I did too," he said, pressing a lazy kiss to her shoulder. "We keep outdoing ourselves."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Mmm-hmm." Annie lightly traced her fingertips along his arm, sighing softly. "You're okay?" Because that had been a lot of holding her up, and while Annie loved it, she also knew it probably hadn't been easy to support a hundred-odd pounds for that long.

Plus, you know, she had probably left some bruises. And - "Oh, yeah, I definitely gave you a hickey," she added, peering critically at his neck.

[knife_bender]

"I'm great." Sure he was going to be sore tomorrow but he wasn't going to complain considering how he got that way. "I don't mind hickeys when they come from you."

It also helped that part of his so-called ninja outfit was a tactical turtleneck. A tacktleneck.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"You better not be getting them from anyone else," Annie noted lightly, stretching against him before curling closer with a soft sigh. "I've never done that before. The wall, I mean."

As though he could not tell just from how excited she had been to try.

[knife_bender]

Yeah, he could tell, but her eagerness to do it made it that much better for him.

"We're definitely doing it again." You know, after he recovered from doing it this time.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie answered that with a long, content hum as she tilted her head to kiss him. "Good. Not tonight." Though, you know, she was twenty-two. Give her a little while to remember how thinking and breathing worked and she'd be curious about seeing what they could accomplish here in the bed.

"You make me want to try new things," she admitted, her shyness finally making an appearance. New things like wall sex, and experimenting with holding him down, though she could also probably come up with some non-dirty new things if she thought about it.

[knife_bender]

Diego smiled softly at that. "Good. You know you could ask me for anything and I'd be willing to give it a shot."

That was probably pretty obvious considering he sat on Santa's lap for her.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I know," Annie agreed with a small smile, since yeah, between the tinsel sweater and the Santa thing - which she figured were considerably bigger asks than the dirty stuff - she was pretty sure he'd be up for anything she requested. Which, even when considering the dirty stuff, made her feel all...warm and special.

"Same here," she added. "I'm game for, like, anything." Inexperienced, yes, but totally willing to try! "I trust you." And Annie hadn't realized how true that was until she was saying it, but she really did.

[knife_bender]

"I trust you too," he said. "I don't let just any girl get one of my action figures."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie smiled a little wider, snuggling against him. "I want your whole merchandise line," she teased lightly. "Think we could track down a lunchbox? Maybe a coloring book?"

[knife_bender]

"You ever go to my childhood home you can take whatever merchandise that got stuffed in the attic," he promised. "Go nuts."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie shifted so she could see him, fanning her hair out over his chest. "Do you actually see that happening?" she asked, genuinely curious

Considering Diego's relationship with his family, she had not actually anticipated ever, like, being brought home to meet any of them, no. Though now she would definitely raid the attic if she ever did, so there was an incentive.

[knife_bender]

"Not really," he said, running his hand down her back lightly. "Unless I knew for sure my dad wouldn't be there."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Good plan." Because she would probably try to kick his dad out a window. "All right, well, dibs on the attic anyway. At least all the Kraken stuff."

Surely there were other Hargreeves in healthy, fun relationships whose partners would want their paraphernalia.