MHA # 2 | Tuesday Morning

[knife_bender]

Diego had meant to arrange stuff for Annie's birthday sometime last week, but had not predicted he'd be a cat for eleven days. So he was kind of scrambling this morning, between that and trying to catch up on the weird shit that had happened while he was of the feline persuasion.

He managed to sneak out early and go to J,GOB to pick up some cupcakes and found some leftover candles from his own birthday in a drawer. It wasn't, like, spectacular or anything, but it was the best he could do on short notice.

[For the birthday girl]

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[defenderofdesmoines]

God, he was the best for that. Consider Diego's attention to detail reason number, like, four thousand why Annie loved him.

She was still flushed and breathing hard when she decided to attempt movement by loosening her grip on Diego's hand, running a thumb over his skin apologetically and then giving his hand a little tug. "Come up here."

Barely got her breath back and already bossy again, apparently.

[knife_bender]

Luckily her bossy requests were easy to follow. Diego placed one more kiss on her thigh before making his way back up to her. "Good?"

[defenderofdesmoines]

"So good," Annie murmured, because he definitely deserved that praise. She reached for him, trying to pull him against her for a lazy kiss despite how heavy her limbs were feeling.

Even if she was still waiting for her bones to return or whatever, she knew it was only a matter of minutes before she'd want to move around again. And right now she was afterglowy and warm and still had the hottest guy on the planet in bed with her, here.

Best birthday.

[knife_bender]

They had really unlocked the formula to great birthdays: Only be around each other, and have sex all day. Note that for the future.

"I love you," he murmured before kissing her. "And your birthday."

It had been a pretty good day for him so far, too.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Perfect plan. All future firsts of October and twenty-firsts of December were officially to be spent in bed. (Maybe figuratively, see also Australian tub sex.)

"I love you. And I'm pretty into my birthday at the moment, too," Annie agreed, rolling onto her side to idly trail her fingertips along his chest as one foot traced against his leg.

[knife_bender]

"Think we're going to get noise complaints?" he teased, leaning down to kiss her neck.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"We haven't before," Annie pointed out, flushing anew because she really had been pretty loud there. At least they were in the bedroom? They'd been loud on the couch before.

"If we do," she decided, tracing her hand down to brush her hand across his hip, "you should be flattered."

Annie would be mortified, sure, but Diego should be proud, clearly.

[knife_bender]

"I mean, I'm pretty flattered already," he murmured. "You have a habit of doing that to me."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Well." Annie scooted closer to kiss him again, pressing her chest flush against Diego's. "You have a habit of earning every bit of that flattery. And then some."

Like, did her legs even work still? (Whatever, she could get by without legs for awhile. Worthy sacrifice.)

[knife_bender]

That feeling was mutual, but Diego was a little busy kissing Annie again to say it out loud. He pressed himself against her, sliding a hand around her waist to keep her close.

He was pretty proud of his patience right now.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie was, too. Or at least, very cognizant of that patience, and it honestly felt sort of overwhelmingly sweet and romantic to her that he had been so patient and just focused on her.

But also felt like she'd basked in her solo afterglow enough for now.

She shifted to lazily drape one of her legs across Diego's, a hand simultaneously slipping between them to wrap around him.

[knife_bender]

Diego inhaled sharply, not exactly surprised by the touch, but now that he was being touched it became obvious how needy he was. He ducked his head down to nuzzle at her neck, lifting his hips slightly to follow the movement of her hand.

[defenderofdesmoines]

And that afforded Annie not only a perfect angle to nip lightly at Diego's ear as she worked her hand over him, but to talk into it a little, too.

"You're so good, Diego," she whispered, flicking her tongue out against Diego's ear, her hand maintaining a steady pace. Teasing or slowness seemed entirely out of the question. "I love you so much."

[knife_bender]

He was fine with the slowness at the moment. It was helping him not lose it right away what with the waiting and the praise happening right now.

"I love you," he said, breath coming a little bit faster now. "You're amazing."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I feel pretty amazing," Annie agreed, hiking that leg she had draped over him up just a bit and pressing her hips just a little closer so that she could angle him against her.

She didn't close the distance just yet, instead arching her neck up so she could kiss Diego again. (Maybe a little teasing was still on the table.) "Like this?"

She thought it was a great idea, personally. Snuggly makeout sex was about the max she could handle at the moment, given her remaining sensitivity and -- you know, bonelessness.

[knife_bender]

"Yeah," he said a little shakily. "Yeah--just don't stop."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I won't stop," Annie promised softly. She angled her hips forward to take him inside her, snagging that leg around Diego's waist for a little stability and added depth.

Good thing, too, since she was already feeling pretty shaky as she leaned up to muffle a moan with another kiss. She was maybe hoping to be a little quieter this time. Maybe. If she could.

[knife_bender]

"Fuck." As much as he loved her hands on him (she should really just never stop touching him), this was a different kind of good entirely. He moved his hand to her thigh to help keep her steady as he gently rocked his hips, trying to be mindful of any sensitivity that might be happening right now.

[defenderofdesmoines]

It was kind of great, the whole sensitivity thing, inasmuch as she was just like, immediately overwhelmed with how amazing this felt. She gave a soft whimper, ducking her head to kiss along Diego's shoulder as she slid her arms around him to keep everything close and snug as they rocked together.

She agreed that she should just never stop touching him. Something they had in common, there.

[knife_bender]

"You feel so good," he murmured, gently rocking his hips up. This was slow and clingy and pretty much everything a sap like Diego loved. He was under no delusions that this would last long, but he was enjoying it while it lasted.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"So do you," Annie whispered, leaning her forehead against his like a total, total sap. The fact that moments like this could coexist with their inability to get their pants off patiently was kind of her favorite thing about their whole, like, speed. "I love how we fit together."

Like, in every sense.

[knife_bender]

"Me too," he said, that comment somehow making him feel even better than he already was. Which was saying something, because he felt really great at the moment.

He rocked his hips with a little more force and speed, sliding his hand up Annie's leg until he was palming her ass.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie arched against him encouragingly, a needy little sound escaping her throat in spite of her efforts to be quieter this time around. It was just so nice to be so close and intimate, and she both knew it wouldn't (couldn't) last all that long and yet she kind of wanted this to go on forever. Her hands slid up Diego's back greedily as she buried her face against his neck, a slightly-gentler version of her earlier work with her nails.

[knife_bender]

"Close," he panted, jerking his hips up a little harder. "You feel so good. Tell me--tell me what you need."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Well, that was actually an easier request than usual. Or at least, Annie's response occurred to her without any hesitation or blushing or thinking about it.

"I need to feel you come," she replied shakily, pressing a kiss below his ear as she rocked unsteadily against him, trying to stay focused on Diego and what he needed, right now.

Annie had a feeling she'd be getting what she wanted pretty quickly -- and good thing, considering she was and had been hanging kind of by a thread, here, much as she wanted to never stop.