MHA #2 | Wednesday Evening

[knife_bender]

Diego had been sensitive to the fact that Annie had been pretty insular the last couple of weeks, and that throwing her a huge party for her birthday wouldn't have been a good idea. Even if the tub from the rager was still in the kitchen.

So he decided to keep it low-key this year, taking Annie to Baltimore for a fancy dinner that required him to wear a tie for once. There was little chance that could lead to anything upsetting unless a witchy looking redhead happened to be eating there that night.

Luckily for them, no such thing happened. Everyone made it home in one piece with no triggering of any trauma. Well, except for the tie thing. Diego hated wearing ties.

[For the birthday wife!]

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[knife_bender]

"Are you kidding?" Diego said, leaning in towards her touch. "You interfering is one of my favorite things."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I just didn't want to, like, interrupt your flow," Annie replied, sliding her hand appreciatively up his chest and biting her lower lip to stifle a happy sigh. "I feel like you might've missed your calling, honey."

He was somehow making Christmas music sexy, which was a real talent (or at least spoke to how attractive Annie always found him, regardless of circumstances.)

[knife_bender]

"What a compliment," Diego said, sliding his pants down. "But I think you'd have something to say if I decided to change careers."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Yeah, no, I can just appreciate your talents selfishly," Annie replied, her gaze following his pants completely unabashedly before slowly traveling back up his body. (Though it was his body! He could strip for cash if he wanted, no matter what she thought about it!) "All mine, please and thank you."

[knife_bender]

"You're the only person I want to strip for with Christmas music playing," he assured her. Diego hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his shorts. "Do you want to do the honors or...?"

[defenderofdesmoines]

Hot though it would be to see him do it, Annie was basically vibrating with anticipation at this point, and rolled her eyes up to smile at Diego as she reached to pull his shorts down, her eyes drifting down his body as she did so.

"Happy birthday to me."

Something to be said for unwrapping your own gifts, you know?

[knife_bender]

Diego laughed, wriggling his hips a little to help get his shorts down. "Now this is something you don't usually get with strippers."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Not without paying a lot of money, I bet," Annie speculated, appreciatively sliding both hands along Diego's hips as she rose up on her knees on the bed. "Now I get to decide what to do with you."

She had some ideas. A few.

"Probably should kill the music, though." Because the track was switching and she was pretty sure those were the opening strains of Marshmallow World, possibly the least sexy song in existence?

[knife_bender]

Diego paused for a moment to listen to what song was playing for a moment. "Oh--yeah, we need to stop this immediately."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"It was a good idea!" And it was absolutely the most memorable striptease Annie would ever receive in her life, even if she got this same treatment on her birthday next year.

But at this point, she was a little impatient -- so while she paused and focused long enough to make sure she didn't accidentally break the stereo while turning it off remotely, she was multitasking, and moved to pull her dress over her head just as her eyes faded and the music stopped.

And thus -- still in bra, underwear, and tights, Annie was reaching to draw Diego back onto the bed with her. "Come here."

[knife_bender]

"Yes, ma'am," Diego said lightly, crawling back onto the bed. "Any other requests?"

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I like being called ma'am," Annie noted with a smile, moving so she could kiss him and pull him down on top of her again. "But you said something about my tights and the old days?"

And then she'd get around to the business of that inspirational tie.

[knife_bender]

"I did miss taking them off," Diego admitted, already curling his fingers under the tops of aforementioned tights. "I like ripping them off more, but I can save that for my birthday."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"You give me a heads up and I'll wear tights you can rip any day," she assured him, lifting her hips to assist. Because Annie maybe wanted to do that before next October 1st, please. "Just like how I'm gonna request ties on occasion, maybe."

And look how she was reaching to make sure she still had that tie close at hand, in fact.

[knife_bender]

"You're quickly making me a fan of ties," Diego admitted, his gaze lowering downward as he tugged off Annie's tights. "Never thought I'd see the day."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie shifted helpfully (read: impatiently) to help with her tights, already reaching behind her back to undo her bra while she was at it. "Well. You give me ideas," she admitted, giving him a little smile as she shrugged free of her bra and threw it aside, plucking up the tie instead to twine it through her fingers. "I've never been super into ties before, either. Maybe I'll go through an Avril Lavigne phase so you get your turn."

Unlikely.

[knife_bender]

"Ooh sexy," Diego said as he tossed her tights aside. He leaned down to press a kiss against her hip. "You're so hot."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie stretched out long under him, giving a happy sigh that was chased by a shiver when she felt his lips on her hip. "This is one of those times where you're making me feel like that's true," she admitted, blushing again all the way down her chest. "Even if I'm not the one who managed to make a Christmas song sexy."

Seriously, Diego, a talent.

[knife_bender]

"I think you're always hot," Diego said, leaning up to kiss Annie again. "You'd rock a tie."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie hummed happily into the kiss, hooking a leg up around him and angling her hips up against Diego's, casting what was probably a very familiar tell that she was about to flip them over.

"Speaking of," she murmured, before using her strength to gently maneuver them so she was on top, "I want to keep playing with yours."

[knife_bender]

Diego was not surprised when he found their positions reversed, but he still let out a surprised laugh when Annie flipped them over. "Yes, please, keep playing with it."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"So," Annie proposed, clearly pleased with herself as she dipped down to kiss him and simultaneously reached to lightly run her fingertips along one of his wrists, "do you want to keep your ability to touch...."

She pulled the tie over, holding it up between her hands in front of Diego's face as she sat up on him a little. "...or your ability to see?"

She had been thinking about this since dinner.

[knife_bender]

Diego bit down on his lower lip to hold back the little noise he made just thinking about either of those things. "That's a touch decision."

Especially tough, when a lot of his blood was notably not going to his brain right now.

"I want to still see you." And not touching would actually be harder on him and he was a glutton for punishment.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie grinned (under her blush, which had gone nowhere, though it clearly wasn't due to embarrassment. Or even, like, lingering doubt that he would think this was stupid -- she'd gained a lot of confidence over the past year or so and at this point, she was pretty sure she could propose just about anything in bed and Diego would be game.)

"I love you," she told him, leaning down for another kiss before reaching for a wrist so she could press a kiss to it, too, and start winding the tie around it.

There might have been a little bit of a suggestive wriggle in his lap, as well. Annie was well aware of where most of Diego's blood had flowed.

[knife_bender]

"I love you too," Diego said, helpfully lifting his other wrist up as well. "Even if this might kill me."