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]

"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."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I'll make sure I note the week on my calendar so we can keep track for next year," Annie promised, shifting her leg under his touch, and reaching down to lightly scratch her nails down along his hip. "But in the meantime, you're succeeding at that whole distracting thing again."

Which warranted another kiss, Annie felt.

[knife_bender]

Look at that, and Diego hadn't even been trying that hard. Which probably could be credited to the pollen more than his skills.

Either way he was kissing Annie again, so it didn't really matter who or what was responsible. That feeling in his gut was getting a little more persistent, and when he kissed Annie it was a little more deliberate than the lazy afterglow kisses from before.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Yeah, no, that was the thing -- while his very presence was usually enough to distract Annie from a lot of things (reading emails, bartending, doing literally any chores), the pollen was doing a lot of the heavy lifting this week in terms of stealing her focus and keeping it firmly on Diego.

She nipped at his lower lip, that hand at his hip sliding around to run up his back. Which -- oh no -- forced Annie to press her body all up against his. So sad.

[knife_bender]

The feeling of Annie pressed up against him made Diego moan again, a little louder this time. The need for more was starting to gnaw at him and it had him shifting to move them so he was on top, one of his legs still twined up between hers.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie gave a very pleased hum in her throat at the change in position, and the feeling that had started as a distracting little tickle was now pretty much dominating all of her thoughts again. She shifted under him, already angling her hips a bit against his leg, and hooked an arm up around his neck to facilitate all the kissing that now felt not only warranted but necessary.

[knife_bender]

"I love this," he murmured, pressing his leg a little more firmly against her. "I love you."