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]

"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.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"You're already doing a really good job of that," Annie noted, sliding a hand up to play with his hair as she idly traced a foot along one of his legs.

It was already kind of not enough, but she could deal for the moment. "I mean, even normally, I find you, like, super distracting."

[knife_bender]

"The feeling is very mutual," he said, nuzzling against her hand. "If you're in the room my focus is solely on you."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Only when I'm in the room?" Annie murmured with a little smile, tracing her thumb along his temple. "Sounds like I'm not sending you enough naughty texts, then."

Something to remedy whenever she did make it back to New York.

[knife_bender]

"I can split my attention on other things when you're not in the room," he said, running his fingers along her back. "I figure you'd want me to be a functioning member of society."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"That's right, and you're my favorite functioning member of society," Annie replied in agreement, leaning forward for another kiss and lightly skimming her opposite hand along his chest. She brushed her thumb across a nipple, just light and exploratory for the moment. "But not this week."

Functioning in society super did not matter this week.

[knife_bender]

Diego let out a soft noise, arching his back closer to Annie instinctively. "No, definitely not this week. This week we are hermits."

Constantly turned on hermits.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Very reclusive hermits," Annie agreed, repeating the motion just because that back-arching and soft noise was pretty hot, and shifted so she could kiss along his jaw. "Kind of the dream, honestly."

There were a lot of days when she wasn't under the influence of aphrodisiac pollen that Annie wished she could be kind of a hermit. (But still a sexy hermit, who hermited with Diego.)

[knife_bender]

"We'll just have to make the most of it while it lasts," he murmured, lightly scratching his nails along the outside of her thigh. "And, you know, count down to next year."