Vought Tower | Wednesday Afternoon

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After one night of not sleeping, Diego had headed to New York to see if maybe a change of scenery would help with the issue. Turns out, it did. He had no reason to go back to Fandom anytime soon, so he decided to make himself comfortable. Here he had sleep and, now that people knew who he was, had free reign to use the tower's amenities.

Which mostly meant the gym. Usually when Annie was working he'd spend most of his time in there, and leave abruptly when a non-Maeve shaped person from the Seven came in. Today it was A-Train that cut his workout short. He hated that guy.

"You back yet?" Diego called out as he opened the door to Annie's apartment.

[For one!]

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[knife_bender]

"I'm here to help." Diego leaned in to kiss Annie again, pressing himself closer against her.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie was about to, again, point out how much she appreciated this form of help, but kissing Diego back with enthusiasm felt like a better answer than a verbal one. She leaned back against the shower wall as she kissed him, and balanced carefully as she shifted one leg to hook it lightly around the backs of Diego's.

[knife_bender]

Diego put one of his hands on Annie's thigh, encouraging her to keep it where it was. "Much better."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie made a little noise of agreement, sliding an arm up around Diego's neck. It not only added stability, but also made it all the easier for her to dip her head and bite the skin of his shoulder before sucking a bruise into it.

[knife_bender]

"Fuck," Diego murmured, rocking his hips up against hers. "More."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Diego was rewarded with a gasp and a sharp bite to his collarbone as she pressed her hips against his in return. "You more."

Articulate.

[knife_bender]

Diego let out a soft moan, muffling it a little against Annie's skin. He slowly slid his hand down from her chest, and past her stomach, enjoying the feel of wet skin under his fingers.

Well, that, and because it was fun to tease a little bit. It wasn't like Vought couldn't afford the hot water use.

[defenderofdesmoines]

For real. Considering the rest of the team's appetites, egregious hot water use was probably super low on Vought's priority list.

"You feel so nice," Annie sighed softly, shifting her hips and hiking her leg up a little needily, like that might make him tease less.

[knife_bender]

Well, in this case it worked. He could tease with the best of them, but today impatience won out. He moved his hand down lower, slowly pressing his finger into her at the same time he bit down on her shoulder.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Yes," Annie groaned softly, muffling the word by nuzzling her face against Diego's upper chest. Her leg tightened around him in reflex, and Annie couldn't really help the way she rolled her hips eagerly against his hand.

(She suspected no one here minded a little eagerness, though.)

[knife_bender]

It should come as no surprise that Diego didn't mind at all. Annie's eagerness had him rocking his hips against hers, trying to get more friction even as he was focused on moving his finger with more pressure in a steady rhythm.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Well, Annie could help with the friction a bit, couldn't she? Even as she was greedily trying to press herself up against his hand, she was sliding a hand of her own along Diego's stomach and lower to wrap around him. "So good," she sighed, ducking her head to flick her tongue out against a nipple.

[knife_bender]

"Fuck," Diego gasped, jerking his hips up into Annie's hand. "More. I need--"

Yeah, there was no more patience to be had.

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"What do you need?" Annie asked breathlessly, shifting to press a kiss to the center of his chest and raking the nails of her free hand along his back to try to pull him even tighter against her.

Annie knew perfectly well what he needed -- she needed extremely similar things, in fact -- but she still had a fraction of patience left, and wanted to see if Diego would either tell her or show her what he needed.

[knife_bender]

"You," he said, arching his hips up against hers again. "Please."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie moaned softly, her hips giving an unconscious twitch up towards his again. That was pretty much exactly what she'd wanted to hear, and that last little remainder of her patience was pretty much gone. She hooked her leg up a little higher on Diego's hip, balancing on the toes of the foot she was balancing on, and used her hand now to line him up against her. "Got me?"

She knew he did. But reinforcing it as a little check-in was sweet, too.

[knife_bender]

"Always." Ugh, they were so gross. He kept one of his hands on her leg to keep her steady as he tilted his hips to press into her. Hopefully without losing his balance and causing them to fall over.

Would be a pretty funny story to tell though.

[defenderofdesmoines]

And hey, at least the tower had a whole medical floor, so it wouldn't even be that big a deal!

But thankfully, everyone's balance seemed to be fine for the moment, even as Annie was already drawing her leg tight around him and clinging tight to Diego's shoulder and arching up for a kiss -- all the better to muffle the series of needy sounds she let out at feeling him inside her.

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Diego's breath hitched as he pressed in, the feeling of her around him was always a lot at first. He tilted his head to kiss Annie back, trying to take his time and letting her adjust.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"You're so good," Annie mumbled, nipping lightly at his lower lip as a little shudder passed through her. It was a lot, especially coupled with those gross, sweet feelings, so Annie was very grateful to be given time to adjust.

She didn't need much, though, and it wasn't long at all before she carefully rocked her hips up against Diego's, trying to encourage a gentle rhythm. (At least, gentle to start.)

[knife_bender]

Diego ducked his head down to mouth at Annie's neck, starting to move his hips in a steady rhythm. He kept one hand on her leg to keep them steady, but the other he slid along her back, dragging his nails along her skin lightly.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie gasped, dropping her head back against the shower wall as her eyes slid shut, because that felt amazing and she needed a second to concentrate on how Diego felt. Her hands could still slide along his skin without her looking, though, with one finding a steadying grip on his shoulder and the other scratching lightly along his chest until her thumb rubbed over a nipple.

[knife_bender]

"Fuck," he murmured, rocking his hips up against hers a little harder. "You feel so good."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"You do too," Annie murmured, her eyes opening again as she tipped her head forward to lick a drop of water from his neck. "You always do."

Even, probably, in the past. This was why that was a good experiment to conduct, obviously!

[knife_bender]

They had so much scientific research to conduct.

Diego placed his free hand against the shower wall, using it as leverage to move with a little more force.