MHA #2 | Sunday Evening

[knife_bender]

The thing about Annie being gone half the week every week was that Diego was the very familiar with the "my girlfriend has been gone for awhile and I'm getting antsy and on edge" feeling. Sure, other people could probably go a couple days without sex and handle it just fine but, well, he and Annie had their (very frequent) habits. So, the feeling was something he recognized almost immediately.

The problem was that it usually didn't kick in until Wednesday. Annie had just left this morning.

He couldn't quite put his finger on what the problem was until he remembered it was spring, and he had just talked about this. And he knew Annie wouldn't want to miss out (and, selfishly, he wanted her here). So he shot off a text.

911, SOS, come home ASAP the thing is happening. I'm getting gatorade and protein bars delivered.

That was subtle enough, right?

[For the girl, SP and obviously will be getting nsfw]

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[knife_bender]

Diego also had a bit of a noise problem, let's be real. Not that he cared what their neighbors thought of them.

She did have a point, though. It was early enough in this that Diego still had some brain capacity and could make it to the bedroom. Be a shame if one of them had an injury this early on.

So he steadied his hands under her ass, lifting again to move off the door and head towards of the bedroom.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"We can get comfortable this way, too," Annie contributed, shifting so she could dot kisses along the side of Diego's neck she had yet to attend to and culminating her efforts once more in a light bite. It was important to her that he be appreciated for carrying her, and also for how hot he was. "Settle in for the week."

Their bedroom was probably going to be a disaster by next weekend.

[knife_bender]

"Good idea," he murmured, kicking open the door to the bedroom with one foot. "We were at your place last year, right? We need to break this place in."

Oh yeah, like they hadn't already had sex in every room here without the pollen.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"We do need to br -- oh my God, Diego." Annie slid her arms up more firmly around his shoulders -- both because touching him felt amazing, and because she could get her mouth up close to his ear. "Remember the lightbulb?"

As though either of them ever could ever forget the lightbulb.

[knife_bender]

"I will never forget the lightbulb," Diego said, gently setting Annie down on the bed. He slid his hands over her thighs, unable to not touch right now. "That's one of the highlights of my life."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Mine, too." She still wasn't exactly sure what had prompted that, since it wasn't like they didn't have plenty of sex, but she'd still never broken any lightbulbs before or since -- but you know what? She was an optimist. Maybe it would happen again. "I need to break some stuff here. It's only right."

Annie stretched her legs out under his hands, torn for a moment whether to reach for him or to get out of more of her clothes. Splitting the difference, it seemed, was the answer, since Annie could reach for Diego with one hand and reach back to undo her bra with the other. Efficiency, that's what that was.

[knife_bender]

Diego smiled when Annie reached for him, leaning in for another kiss. He knew Annie was more than capable of taking her bra off on her own, but this was a team effort now, with Diego reaching up to help pull it off once it was unhooked.

Most everything was going to be a team effort this week, let's be real.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie appreciated the help! Mostly because of the team effort of it all; just because it was tinged with pollen, it didn't mean the feelings weren't still there.

Speaking of -- "I love you," Annie sighed softly into the kiss, clearly very pleased as her bra was discarded. She was trying to touch him wherever she could, because it felt like it might actually physically hurt if she didn't, and arched up to press her torso to his.

[knife_bender]

"I love you too," he murmured. He got up further on the bed, encouraging Annie to lie back if only to press themselves closer together. Pants could wait.

[defenderofdesmoines]

They always figured out the pants thing eventually, even if it sometimes came to ripping. And right now, feeling the entirety of Diego's body pressed against her was exactly what Annie needed. She obediently laid back, sliding one hand up around his back to bring him with her. Her other hand skimmed between them, finding one of his nipples so she could brush her thumb against him playfully.

[knife_bender]

Diego moaned softly, unable to keep from grinding his hips against hers. He ducked his head down to nip at her neck, biting down a little harder than he usually would in his eagerness.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie gave an answering moan in response, turning her head to offer him a little more room to work there as the hand she had on his back found a path south. She slid it over his ass -- one part appreciation, and one part an attempt to draw him even tighter against her.

Possible? Probably not. But Annie was needily pressing her hips up against Diego's anyway like she thought maybe they somehow hadn't cracked it yet and there was a way to be closer while still wearing pants.

[knife_bender]

He was totally planning to get their pants off at some point. By not ripping them. That was the plan.

But first he was going to bite down on Annie's neck again, grinding his hips down against hers with a little more intent this time.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"More," Annie gasped, hooking a leg up around Diego and finding a needy grip on his bicep, just tight enough with her nails to leave faint little half-moons. "More of that. I want to see if I can get marks by the time it's over."

Now, there was a challenge. (Diego, naturally, should have been expecting that he'd be covered in hickeys by the end of the week. Maybe even within hours, really.)

[knife_bender]

Diego laughed softly, licking over the spot he just bit. "I'll try my very best."

He had a couple of days to try, it could happen!

He slid his hand along the leg Annie had wrapped around him. "Okay, I want to be in this position but without pants."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"That sounds nice," Annie understated significantly, though the comment came out a lot throatier than she'd meant it to. "Exactly this position?"

She reluctantly moved her leg as a first step on the road to getting her leggings and underwear off, and reached down to help Diego with his shorts.

Of course, Annie had two hands, and had already demonstrated how willing she was to multitask for a good cause. So no one could really blame her if her focus was split between trying to get those shorts off and also eagerly getting a gentle, stroking hand on him as soon as she was unhampered by fabric.

[knife_bender]

Diego had hooked his fingers into the top of Annie's leggings, fully intending to get rid of them efficiently. Then Annie had to go and distract him.

"Fuck," he murmured, jerking his hips up towards Annie's hand. "That's not fair."

His clothes were easier to take off than hers. Therefore, unfair.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Weird time to complain," Annie teased softly, still determinedly trying to get his shorts off even around her own distracting hand. "I'm sure you can figure out a way to make things fairer."

She trusted wholeheartedly in his imagination.

[knife_bender]

"I'm determined to not rip your clothes off this year," Diego said with a grin. He did duck his head down a moment later to run his tongue over one of Annie's nipples since two could play the distraction game.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Honestly, Annie would be very disappointed if there were not two playing the distraction game.

"God, remember that?" she asked fondly, her breath giving an undeniable hitch as she arched up at his tongue. "I think about that a lot when I'm alone."

Because that's mental imagery everyone here needed.

[knife_bender]

"Yeah?" Diego murmured before running his teeth along the sensitive skin. "What else do you think about?"

They didn't really need this kind of encouragement, it was true. If anything the ramping up would just shorten the experience.

Good thing they'd be doing this all week.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Handcuffs. The shower. The time on the couch when you were okay after everything. Holding you down. Your hands. The way your face looks when I'm on top."

Annie would not have been able to provide a list neither so comprehensive nor so accurate without the pollen, but being this turned on lent a clarity to some things.

And also talking about it was also working for her, which was why she was now much more impatiently squirming under Diego in an effort to get their clothes off without having to change position or stop anything they were doing.

[knife_bender]

"You've been thinking a lot." And now Diego was thinking about it, which was doing nothing for his patience. So he leaned up to kiss Annie again, sitting up on his knees to start pulling down her leggings and underwear in earnest this time. No more distractions!

(There would probably be more distractions.)

[defenderofdesmoines]

Yeah, these two were so good at not being distracted while naked.

Annie finally decided to be cooperative, at least to the degree that she wasn't actively getting in the way anymore and even lifted her hips to help. But also --

"Remember when I first moved in and we had that clothing ban?" she teased, shifting to kiss along Diego's jaw. "I'm declaring another one."

RIP any delivery guys and/or siblings who decided to cross that threshold this week.

[knife_bender]

"Is that an official decree?" Diego said, pressing a kiss to the side of Annie's knee once it was exposed. "Should we get it in writing?"