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]

She knew exactly what he meant.

Given how close to the edge she was, this was probably going to have some immediate results, but Annie didn't hesitate at all before sliding a hand down her stomach and finding her clit with her middle finger.

"Fuck, Diego --" And that gasp of his name was just going to have to be enough in terms of a warning, considering she was tensing up around him and going bright-eyed only a couple of seconds into touching herself.

[knife_bender]

Diego was so happy Annie could understand his sex-stupid ramblings because he wouldn't have been able to get it any better than that. He was following Annie soon (instantly, pretty much) after, managing a couple more hard movements of his hips to draw everything out for the both of them for as long as possible.

Then he was pretty much collapsing on top of her. Sorry.

[defenderofdesmoines]

No apologizing for that, even in narrative. Having Diego collapse on top of her after sex was one of Annie's favorite things, between the way she was throbbing with sensation and how effortlessly intimate it felt to wrap her arms up around him and bury her face against his shoulder.

She had started this shaking a little, and now she was full on trembling under him as she tried to catch her breath. But at least this time she was pretty sure she hadn't broken anything? Maybe they'd wander out and find half the kitchen appliances on the fritz, but it didn't seem likely.

[knife_bender]

It definitely took him longer this time to recover than the first round. There were a few long moments of waiting for his breathing to slow down before shifting slightly to take some of his weight off of Annie.

He was still pretty much sprawled all over her though. "Holy shit."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie didn't really want him to go too far, anyway. She ran a slightly wobbly hand along his back and let her legs -- which felt like they weighed a whole lot more than they had a minute ago -- fall lazily to the bed as she waited for her heart to stop racing.

"Holy shit," she agreed, tilting her head to press a kiss against his temple. "We are so hot."

Look at that, actually giving herself some credit there. Team effort!

[knife_bender]

Diego laughed softly. "We are the hottest."

He nuzzled against her neck, sighing contentedly. "Might need a nap before round three."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Mmm-hmm. Pacing ourselves," Annie murmured, echoing that sigh as she stretched under him and gave in a bit to how heavy and sleepy she was feeling. "I'm gonna have a sex dream about you."

Even if she didn't, she was going to tell him she had. It wasn't like she didn't have a back catalog of previous Diego sex dreams to choose from.

Also, she was already hoping she woke up first. She had some dirty -- if drowsy -- ideas about how to kick off round three.

[knife_bender]

"Oooh then we can reenact it," he replied lazily.

Unless it involved breaking the laws of physics or something.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Even if it did, they could probably figure out how to get close.

"Hot," Annie decided, ignoring an immediate twinge from her groin at just that idea in favor of yawning, instead. Rest was going to win out for now, no matter how much her body started trying to argue in favor of more sex instead. "Same goes for any filthy dreams you have about me."

[knife_bender]

"Of course," he promised, snuggling against her. "Just wake me up. Don't wanna miss anything."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"First one awake has to get the other one up," Annie murmured, smiling contentedly as she curled her arm around him. "It's a deal."

Points for creativity in regards to that wake-up, of course.