knife_bender | MHA #2 | Tuesday Evening

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MHA #2 | Tuesday Evening

Diego felt good about him and Annie having a date night. It gave them both something to look forward to, which was something they both needed these days. He wasn't exactly sure what they were going to be doing tonight, so he hadn't bothered to get out of his t-shirt and sweatpants yet. It took him like five minutes to get dressed if he wasn't wearing a lot of knives, it was fine.

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Diego made a pleased humming noise at the feel of her nails against is back. "You should leave some marks for me to look at while you're gone."

"And you can think about how you got them all?"Annie murmured, sounding both amused and pretty turned on by that idea. (And maybe a little jealous she couldn't easily get marks, too.)

In any case, she didn't need a lot of prompting, and shifted so she could bite at the base of Diego's throat, sucking lightly so it would be sure to leave a bruise.

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"Exactly," he said, voice going up a bit at the bite. "I like seeing them."

"What about the ones you can't see easily?" Annie wondered, scratching her nails a little harder against his back experimentally as she moved a little to give his new hickey a neighbor.

"I can feel those," he murmured, rocking his hips against hers. "When I'm wearing a shirt, it'll sting a little and I think of you."

Which was kind of romantic in a dirty way.

"I mean, I don't like the idea of hurting you, but it does seem to happen," Annie felt compelled to note, drawing her leg a little tighter around him to rock her hips against his, in return.

But she did like him thinking of her and about how he got those marks, and so she added, "You should text me. Like, when you think of me like that."

She didn't have pockets anymore, so it might take her a moment to respond, but it would also kind of help to bridge the distance, maybe? (Also, hot.)

"I can do that," he said, nipping at her jaw before kissing her again. He got a hand on her thigh, just in case she had any ideas about unwrapping her leg from around him.

"Maybe send pictures," Annie mumbled, arching lightly against him. She meant of his hickeys and whatnot -- it wasn't like Annie wasn't aware of what kinds of marks she left on him, but you know, it wasn't like she'd object to the reminder, either -- but she was also purposely vague on what she meant by 'pictures,' yes.

The whole -- everything had kind of thrown a wrench into all their sexy long-distance plans (because Annie had completely lost touch with that part of herself for a little while) but it was easier to clearly remember those plans when she was all tangled up in bed with Diego, as she was now.

"I can do that," he murmured, nipping at her lip. He hooked his fingers in her underwear, starting to tug them down.

Annie wriggled helpfully and lifted her hips to assist, and you know what he didn't need in order to get her underwear off? His shoulder, so Annie felt like it was the perfect time to give Diego another hickey in another place he could easily see.

(And photograph for her.)

"Fuck," Diego murmured, fumbling a little at the bite. He at least managed to get her underwear off without ripping them.

Annie really liked any time she could tell she'd thrown Diego's concentration off, and it just made her want to do it again. She settled for flicking her tongue out against the newly-issued bite as she reached between them to tug his shorts down, and like, wow, look at that -- if they took turns and showed just a little patience, no one ended up tangled or having to rip their clothes.

Even if the ripping was, like, kind of super hot.

Patience worked wonders when it came to saving your clothes! Diego shifted a little to help get his shorts off, and worked on some distracting of his own, biting down on her collarbone.

Probably for the best he couldn't leave marks since that would definitely show in the new Starlight uniform.

But it would lead to so many fun conversations and questions!

"Fuck, yes," Annie sighed softly, shifting against him restlessly at the bite, and just going ahead and getting her leg back around him where it belonged. "Again."

Look who remembered how to be bossy!

Diego let out a little moan just at the bossiness, rocking his hips against Annie's again. He bit down on her shoulder, a little bit harder this time.

"More," Annie murmured (bossily), using the leg she had hooked around him to try to pull Diego on top of her.

All the better to run her nails down his back, hard enough to probably leave a mark this time.

Diego groaned, moving to settle himself between Annie's legs. He slid a hand down past her hip to press a finger into her at the same time he lightly bit down on her neck, just below her ear.

He was good at following orders sometimes.

It seemed like it was just a matter of making sure they were orders he wanted to follow.

Annie moaned softly, her hips lifting up to meet his hand as she tilted her head a little. "So good," she mumbled, one hand making a little fist against his back -- and see really, the hard part about being bossy and verbal was keeping enough focus to come up with coherent words when all her mind wanted to do was go blissfully blank. "Fucking perfect."

Though maybe she didn't need to be that coherent, right now.

"God, you look good," he panted, pressing another finger into her. "I love watching you."

See, things like that made her reconsider how nervous she was about the whole, like, phone thing, because while Annie kind of figured that she looked like a total mess during sex and she probably made weird faces, Diego clearly felt differently.

She still blushed, flushing all the way down her chest in a combination of shyness and arousal, the latter of which was really helping a lot with the former. "Then we can leave the lights on," she decided, losing half of that to a moan as she arched her hips. "I love watching you more than anything."

More than anything except hearing him, maybe. And feeling him. It was all good okay?

"We both do look really good," he teased, nipping at her jaw playfully. He decided to quit teasing, removing his fingers and lining himself up against her, but not quite pressing her.

Okay, maybe he was still going to tease a little.

It wasn't like she didn't love the teasing. But Annie was impatient enough -- and encouraged to be assertive enough -- to wrap her leg up around his hips and actually try to pull Diego closer, one hand splayed on his lower back as well.

"Come on, you tease," she murmured, arching up a bit to bite at his upper chest. "Please. Now."

Diego grinned, because it was extremely rare to be called a tease. As fun as it was to do it, seeing Annie be all demanding and needy ensured that he couldn't hold out for long.

He pressed in slowly, taking his time with this since he could and he wanted to savor it.

Which just gave Annie time to wrap her other leg up around him with a soft, needy sigh. "Perfect," she murmured, leaning up to kiss him and digging her nails in against his back just a bit. "I missed you so much."

She missed him when she was, like, watching television or brushing her teeth, sure, but it was moments like these that made Annie really appreciate how little time they had together these days.

"Me too," he murmured, finding a slow, steady rhythm. "I love you so much."

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