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]

"Fuck, you can't say things like that." He had already been close, but now he was right there. It was only slightly embarrassing her words could undo him like that. Blame it on the pollen.

"Come on," he panted, burying his face against her neck. "Come on--"

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie needed exactly zero further encouragement, especially considering she'd used her words out of what had felt like necessity, there.

And also because she thought he might like to know that. Just keeping him informed.

Annie was very loud when she came, her head tipping back slightly as she completely let go and her eyes lit up brightly enough to reflect light on the ceiling. The more noteworthy thing might have been the electrical surge and subsequent sound of explosive breaking glass that came from the direction of the lamp on Annie's nightstand.

All holidays should have traditions, after all. Even accidental ones.

[knife_bender]

You know Diego was far gone when he didn't even process the sound of shattering glass. He was too busy focusing on the feeling of Annie tightening up around him and the warm pressure building up inside of him.

He followed Annie soon after, biting down on her shoulder hard when he came. Which was his version of breaking glass, apparently.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie had heard the glass and had processed exactly what it was in the moment, but had absolutely not cared. She still didn't, but it was also hard to care about anything but how she was still shaking from sensation, how she needed to figure out how to breathe again, and how fucking incredible Diego was in every single way.

She dropped her head to his shoulder, taking a few moments to try to get herself under control again before softly mumbling, "Amazing."

Him. The sex. The fact they had, indeed, broken something again this time around.

[knife_bender]

"Yeah," Diego murmured, the words muffled against Annie's skin. He was pretty sure he had blacked out there for a second and needed a second to make the room stop spinning. "Amazing."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I broke the lamp."

Hopefully not the whole lamp, but just the bulb itself.

"Really, you broke the lamp," she corrected, pressing a soft, slightly-dazed kiss to Diego's shoulder and smiling into his skin.

[knife_bender]

"What?" Diego asked, lifting his head up slightly. "How did I miss that?"

[defenderofdesmoines]

"You were busy," Annie pointed out, nuzzling against his cheek before nodding her head over to where there was totally broken glass all over her nightstand. "Making me break the lamp."

God. They really were amazing.

[knife_bender]

"Should I apologize?" Diego asked, turning to look at the damage.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Don't you dare. But we probably want to make sure we have plenty of lightbulbs," Annie replied, taking that opportunity to kiss his neck.

Pollen was going to pollen, even while she was still basking in the afterglow.

[knife_bender]

"Something to prepare for next year," Diego said. Now that he had a little more focus he could wrap his arms around Annie's waist again, keeping her close even as he shifted to lie them both back so they could be more comfortable.

Nobody needed any limbs falling asleep. Not when round two was likely around the corner.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I'll try to be more careful, too," Annie replied with a fairly unrepentant smile, stretching out long against him with a content sigh. "Pollen just makes it all --"

She actually didn't have a handy word for what she meant. More sprang to mind, but that also wasn't quite right, and she just kind of vaguely waved a hand before settling it on Diego's chest. "You know. Pollen-y."

[knife_bender]

"I know exactly what you mean," Diego said lazily, running his hand down her side. "I love you."

You know, in case it wasn't obvious.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I love you, too. So much," Annie sighed, draping her leg across his and nuzzling against his shoulder. Already, she wasn't feeling as sleepy and inclined to just cuddle as she normally did after sex, even if she wasn't quite up for more than just constant, affectionate touches just yet. "Probably why I keep breaking lightbulbs around you."

She did not think she'd be able to do that with someone else.

[knife_bender]

"Maybe we should put some emergency candles in here," he joked. "Just in case all of the lights go out."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"That sounds like a really fun challenge," Annie replied, shifting so she could kiss him. "Even if I probably should hold back better so I don't take out the whole building."

Though, like, if there was a week to lose power...it's not like anyone would be bored in the dark.

[knife_bender]

Well he would never say no to more kissing. Especially this week. "Think anyone would know it was us?"

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Only if we went outside and people saw my face," Annie replied honestly, scratching her nails lightly against his chest. At least she knew she had no poker face.

"But I wasn't really planning on leaving the apartment, like, in general, so...."

So he should still definitely try to make her cause a blackout, yes please.

[knife_bender]

"Even if you wanted to leave I'd do my very best to convince you to stay," Diego said, nipping at her lower lip. "I can be very persuasive."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Can you?" Annie teased, humming with pleasure at the nipping and pressing a little closer to him. "I'd probably just resort to tackling if you tried to leave."

She knew perfectly well that had its own appeal.

[knife_bender]

"Not a deterrent," he said, though he guessed she already knew that. "I'd call that encouragement, even."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Then consider yourself encouraged to try to leave, and you'll give me no choice but to tackle you and have my way with you," Annie replied, shifting to flick her tongue out just below his ear before biting the same area. "What a shame."

Annie kind of wanted to bottle sex pollen. Maybe she could have it turned into a perfume or something.

[knife_bender]

"This is happening now," Diego said, tightening the arm he had around her to press himself closer. "At some point this week."

They had enough time to run through a lot of ideas.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Time. Imagination. Dedication. Fortitude. It was like they'd been training for this week all year, really.

"I'll be ready," Annie promised, twining her legs up with his and already starting to feel like that might not quite be enough. "Hopefully everyone's too busy with each other to, like, do a crime or need a drink."

Pfff, work was clearly not happening as long as this was going on.

[knife_bender]

"I plan on having you so distracted you won't notice if they do," Diego murmured, shifting slightly to help her tangle their legs together. He was starting to feel antsy again too, although it was manageable at the moment. So long as they kept touching.