knife_bender | MHA # 2 | Tuesday Morning

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MHA # 2 | Tuesday Morning

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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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."

"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.

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

"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.

"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.

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.

"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.

"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.

"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.

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.

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

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.

Diego cursed again, though it was a little more incoherent this time since his brain almost short circuited by hearing that. It was the easiest request to comply with as well considering he had been almost there already.

He managed to hold out for a few more seconds before coming, letting out a loud moan (possibly rivaling Annie's earlier) and clinging to her as much as he could.

Annie clung back, her leg tightening around his waist in totally unconscious response. She just needed to be as physically close to Diego as she could be right now, and her brain had absolutely short-circuited somewhere in there between feeling and hearing him.

She followed right along with him, gasping incoherently into his shoulder as she came apart again. This time, though, the buzz from her eyes illuminating was her loudest contribution, so she'd look back on that and be pretty proud of herself when she could think again. Still totally forgot to breathe, though, until she was panting and trembling and holding tight to Diego like she might actually die if she let him go.

Yeah, no, letting go was the absolute last thing he wanted to happen for awhile. Diego let out another soft moan when he felt her tighten up around him, the feeling drawing out his own orgasm for a couple more moments.

After those few moments though he was pretty much melting against Annie, trying to catch his breath before he passed out or something.

Annie nuzzled against his neck, trying to steady her breathing a little and stop shaking, if she could. (It would probably take a minute or two, given how overstimulated she was in all the best ways.)

"So good," she mumbled, relaxing her hold on him just a tiny bit but staying just as close. "Fucking amazing."

Was that a review of how she felt? How he felt? A comment on the sex itself? All of the above? (It was that one.)

"Really fucking amazing," Diego mumbled, running his hand down her back. "Best birthday ever."

He was including all of his previous birthdays in that as well.

"Really kind of raising the bar for both our birthdays next year," Annie decided, only half-joking as she tilted her head up for a lazy kiss.

She couldn't manage any other kind of kiss right now. She was, like, stuck in slow motion and probably going to really have to fight a nap, between the multiple orgasms and the sugar.

Lazy kisses were some of Diego's favorite kind of kisses (every kind was his favorite kind). He was more than happy to devote what little brainpower he had left to that.

"I'm up to that challenge," he said. "And we've still got the rest of today to top ourselves."

"There's a dirty joke in there," Annie decided, sliding a hand up to lightly play with his hair a little (and privately decide that any birthday wishes wished today would go towards his growing it out by next year.) "But jokes aside, I believe in us."

She believed in them wholeheartedly in all aspects, but she also didn't have to be hyper-optimistic Annie to predict that they'd continue spending her birthday having increasingly mindblowing sex.

"And it's, like, still morning."

"Exactly," he said, pressing a kiss against her neck. "Plenty of time for a nap, a shower, possibly sex in the shower, and more cupcakes."

Okay, hearing him suggest a nap felt sort of like being granted permission to be so very drowsy and comfortable and lazy right now. And like, logically, Annie knew perfectly well that she had every right in the world to want a little morning nap after what her body had just (very happily) been through, but old habits still died hard.

"I'm gonna say definitely," she corrected with a yawn, loosening her leg around him so she could pull apart enough to snuggle comfortably and more long-term. "On the shower sex, I mean."

It was her birthday and that was what she wanted, so there. She'd be up for it after a nap. And maybe more cupcake sustenance.

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