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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[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?"

[defenderofdesmoines]

"It's very official," Annie assured him, shifting her knee playfully in response. "I can go get a pen and write it down. But this is also a democracy, so you're allowed to vote against it, of course."

[knife_bender]

"I would never vote against that," he said as he pulled off her leggings all the way and tossing them aside.

And of course with all that bare skin exposed Diego's hands immediately went to Annie's legs, sliding them along her thighs slowly.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Much better," Annie decided, giving Diego a sly little smile as she indulged in a long, languid, head-to-toe stretch under his hands. The pollen, true to last year, was still good at dispelling any hint of shyness Annie might be inclined to feel about being looked at -- she had great legs, he appreciated them, and there was only good things to be had by in leaning into that. "And if you voted against a clothing ban, I'd probably check to see if you were replaced by a pod person."

But it was important to her that he know he had the option.

[knife_bender]

"That's probably a good gauge to go by," Diego said, trailing off a little as he watched Annie. There we so many things he wanted to do that he didn't know where to start.

It was a good thing they had plenty of time on their hands to do it all.

Eventually settling himself over her to kiss her again won out. Kissing usually won out.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Kissing was just kind of a great starting point for so many of Annie's favorite activities, and it had the added benefit of usually helping Annie kind of ground herself back in reality when she started getting caught up in feelings or overwhelmed.

And right now, she was having similar issues with being overwhelmed by possibility, so kissing was more than welcome. She immediately hooked her leg around his again -- not quite as close together as they'd been prior to clothing removal, but definitely headed there -- and wasted no time in getting both hands on Diego's chest. "You already feel so good."

[knife_bender]

"So do you," he murmured, nipping at her jaw. One of his hands slid down between her thighs, just stroking the skin there softly for now. "You always do."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie hissed out a breath as soon as she felt Diego touch her. As keyed up as she already was, pretty much all touching was making her feel like her skin was a few seconds from maybe just actually catching on fire as it was. She skimmed her hand down his chest to lightly scratch her fingers over one hip as she tilted her head to kiss him, just a touch more aggressive about it than she had been before.

[knife_bender]

It really didn't take much to wind Diego up even more with the pollen in the air, but the scratching and aggressive of kissing would have done it even if it wasn't there.

Diego returned the kiss eagerly, using his free hand to curl into Annie's hair. The other hand moved from her thigh to where she (likely) wanted it the most, though he didn't press in right away. It was teasing and he knew it, but consider it revenge for earlier.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"That's not nice," Annie scolded -- though 'scolded' might have been overselling it a bit given the way she was mumbling it between kisses and shifting her hips to try to encourage more of that. Her hand tightened on his hip, trying to draw him against her again.

[knife_bender]

"You weren't nice earlier," Diego reminded her. He settled himself over her again, but didn't move his hand from where it was. "Remember that?"

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I remember helping you with your clothes," Annie argued, which was not really the case at all, and decided that biting his neck would help underscore her point about how very, very much she would like him to move his hand. Just a little. "What if I say please?"

[knife_bender]

Diego's breath hitched some at the bite. "You should give it a try."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie bit her way up his neck to his ear, because pollen or not, some things were just better whispered. "Please. I need more, Diego. I need you, please."

Look, she even said it twice.

[knife_bender]

God, that was unfairly hot. Diego had asked for it, yes, but he wasn't expecting her to sound like that.

Diego couldn't not give Annie basically anything she wanted after that. He slowly pressed a finger into her, leaning down to muffle his own moan with a bite to her shoulder.

[defenderofdesmoines]

And that moan-bite combo was unfairly hot to Annie, in turn, and here she had thought she couldn't actually get more turned on than she already was.

She hiked her leg a little higher around Diego's waist as encouragement, if her own totally-unmuffled moan wasn't enough, and the bite she issued to his neck in response was absolutely sharper and more likely to leave a mark than her previous efforts -- especially since she immediately fastened her mouth to the skin she'd bitten and deliberately attempted to suck a bruise into it.