Diego Hargreeves (
knife_bender) wrote2021-02-03 06:17 am
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MHA #2 | Wednesday Afternoon
You know those little cardboard disks at the bottom of frozen pizzas? Turns out you were supposed to throw away that part before putting it in the oven. As Annie and Diego discovered, it can catch on fire.
See this is what happened when they didn't just stick to protein shakes and/or Danny didn't feed them.
Diego's apartment was still in tact, luckily, it just smelled vaguely of smoke, burnt pizza and cardboard. Which was why all of the windows were open despite it being freezing out. Diego didn't mind too much though, they had a pizza delivered--which they should have done in the first place--and now were cuddled up on the couch under some blankets.
All in all making the best of a bad (or stupid) situation.
[For the girl! And now NSFW]
See this is what happened when they didn't just stick to protein shakes and/or Danny didn't feed them.
Diego's apartment was still in tact, luckily, it just smelled vaguely of smoke, burnt pizza and cardboard. Which was why all of the windows were open despite it being freezing out. Diego didn't mind too much though, they had a pizza delivered--which they should have done in the first place--and now were cuddled up on the couch under some blankets.
All in all making the best of a bad (or stupid) situation.
[For the girl! And now NSFW]

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As though was going to go anywhere. It was warm this way and they were naked; probably safe to assume everyone would be staying pretty close, here.
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She wanted more soft noises like that, though (quiet didn't mean silent) and so she dipped her head low to bite at his neck, her tongue flicking out against his skin to soothe it.
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That arm she had around him tightened as she pressed into the kiss, fitting herself against him as snugly as she could.
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They'd already done this like, so many times under easy, normal conditions. Annie felt like they could swing a little consciously-quiet, consciously-blanket-covered sex no problem. (Also she really didn't want to get up and close the windows like, at all, right now.)
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Though, that being said, it just made her want to get more sound out of him, too, which was why when she leaned down to bite at his upper chest, she was actively looking to leave a bruise this time.
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Now, granted, that whisper was fairly shaky, as was Annie's breathing, and the hand on his back was digging in harder now, because Annie was having a really hard time keeping at all quiet with the change in pace and the addition of that second finger.
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Look, he didn't particularly care who heard him. Any attempt was purely for Annie's benefit.
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It didn't stop her from playfully shushing him as she tilted her head up for another kiss, nipping at his lower lip as she kept up the steady pace of her hand.
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It kind of killed her to shush him, honestly, given how much she loved hearing him, but she was getting a little into this challenge of being quiet.
(It helped that, again, it was a challenge she herself was absolutely going to very happily fail.)
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She shifted one leg restlessly, a soft groan escaping in spite of her better efforts. She trailed her mouth along his neck to his ear, biting lightly at the lobe. "I need you, Diego."
She figured that'd either get her what she wanted, or she'd get to shush him again. Either way.
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It also did get her absolutely what she wanted because he was pushing in slowly a moment later.
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It helped that she also L-worded him, too, even if she kept talking herself out of saying so.
Annie's fingers were already digging in against his back even with that first movement, because she was pretty keyed up already. She wasn't too into the being-quiet game that she was able to completely suppress the throaty little gasp she let out in response as she wound a leg around him, mindful of the blanket.
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Diego wasn't doing so great on the whole keeping quiet thing either right now. He tried to duck his head down and muffle the groan he made against Annie's shoulder but it didn't do much. He wasn't even sorry.
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