MHA #2 | Tuesday Evening

[knife_bender]

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.

[For one! Edit: NWS]

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[knife_bender]

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.

[defenderofdesmoines]

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.

[knife_bender]

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

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I love you," Annie agreed softly, picking up that rhythm fairly easily. She had her legs wrapped around him tight enough to try to keep their hips fairly flush as she moved with him.

But more importantly, Annie had been given an assignment of sorts, and thus Annie was also moving so she could issue another bite to a thus-unscathed portion of one of Diego's shoulders.

Like, he'd told her to mark him up, and she intended to do as requested.

[knife_bender]

"More," he said, smiling at the bite. He honestly didn't care if it looked like he had gotten into a fight after this. Totally worth it.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"More?" Annie murmured, her voice already going unsteady, and this time she bit him a little sharper.

He was going to look like he'd gotten into a fight with, like, a vampire at this rate, though Annie's hands were also doing their part to mark up his back with scratches and those little telltale fingerprint-shaped bruises.

[knife_bender]

It was a good thing he wore long sleeves no matter how hot it was. That wouldn't do a thing for his neck, but whatever, he didn't care.

Diego reached up to grab the edge of the mattress, using it as leverage to thrust in harder. It was a good thing they weren't in her fancy apartment because the headboard was starting to make quite a bit of noise when it hit the wall.

[defenderofdesmoines]

At least repetitive thumping -- as well as a display of obvious hickeys -- was probably pretty understandable for a briefly-reunited long-distance couple? Though yes, thank goodness they were here, where there were just neighbors to be embarrassed near, rather than there, where A-Train or Ashley might decide to make a comment on something they'd heard from the hallway.

"So fucking good," Annie gasped, abandoning her little biting quest for now in favor of arching up against him and trying to wrap her legs up even higher around his lower back to take him deeper, even if that wasn't necessarily possible. "Fuck, Diego."

She would have asked for harder, just to goad him on, but he was kind of ahead of her there.

[knife_bender]

Diego did not really need the encouragement at this point. The biting and just being close to her again was enough to make him move faster and harder.

"Touch yourself," he mumbled, barely able to get the words out in between breaths.

[defenderofdesmoines]

God, being told what to do like that (being told to do that, period) was always hot in a way that kind of short-circuited her brain, and Annie couldn't help but let out a little moan as she reflexively tightened around him in response.

"So you can watch?" she managed to ask, trying for a teasing tone but ending up a little too throaty (and obviously into it) for it to be all that playful. She did as she was told, sliding one of her hands from where it had been digging into Diego's back for dear life, and slipping it between them to circle a finger against herself.

[knife_bender]

"Yes," he gasped, pulling back a little so he could watch. He was starting to lose his rhythm but at this point it didn't really matter. "I'm close--"

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie figured the unsteady, panting way she was breathing did a lot of the heavy lifting of communicating how close she was, too. (And what a relief it was that that temporary blip had, indeed, been both temporary and a blip.) The rhythm was fairly abandoned, but Annie didn't care, considering she was skating along an edge and barely holding on at this point.

"I wanna see you come," she whispered, her legs squeezing a little around Diego's hips as she tried so, so hard to hold off for the moment. The instant he let go, she knew she would be a goner. "Please --"

[knife_bender]

"Fuck--" That about did it for Diego. He only lasted a couple more moments before he was pushing up into her one last time and coming hard enough that his vision went spotty for a couple moments.

At least he didn't black out or anything, he would have hated to miss Annie's finish.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie was just this side of delirious when she came, taking full advantage of the fact that this was not her barely-private, paparazzi-haunted apartment and thus she could be as loud as she wanted. (Plus they were back in the bedroom! No narrative apologies to neighbors necessary, this time!)

Her eyes illuminated as she shuddered, her legs and one arm tightening around Diego hard enough that she would be worried about him in a second, but for right now she was kind of lost in how amazing this felt. (And besides -- he'd pretty much asked her to play a little rough with him today.)

[knife_bender]

He would absolutely not be complaining about how hard she was holding on to him. The reminder of her strength meant that he could collapse right on top of her when his arms gave out and not worry about it.

He'd move in a second. Once he could feel his arms again.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Honestly, Annie loved it when Diego let himself collapse on her like this. It was intimate, and there was a certain amount of trust involved, and it sort of just compounded everything she was already feeling.

That being said, she really was a little worried she might have actually hurt him, even if he'd asked for it, and so she'd loosened her hold on him pretty much as soon as she'd come to her senses enough to do so. She dotted a trail of soft, lazy kisses along his shoulder and neck, one hand lightly brushing along his spine.

[knife_bender]

"I don't think I can move," he mumbled, nuzzling into her neck. "And I can't feel my arms."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Then you should probably stay here forever," Annie replied softly, pressing a kiss to his ear and nuzzling there a bit. "Shame about your arms, though."

She was kind of a huge fan of them, and all.

[knife_bender]

He smiled against her neck. "I thought you were planning to see other people while you were here? Not I don't like the idea of staying here forever..."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Shh." He was getting a light bite to his earlobe for that, even as Annie was laughing softly. "Plans change."

And, like, they had literally a whole day basically to get it together before she was going to go visiting anyone else, anyway.

[knife_bender]

Diego laughed. One might say it was a giggle. Shh, his brain wasn't all there right now. "I love you."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I love you, too," Annie replied, tilting her head up so she could kiss his scarred temple as she wrapped her arms loosely around him. See, she'd let him move, just not far. Apparently date night was largely going to be cuddle-and-sex night, which...was, like, right about Annie's speed right now, thank you. "So much."