monsterdoctor_ (monsterdoctor_) wrote in supernextdoor, @ 2012-05-08 22:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | 10.06.11, izumi, izumi and rupert, rupert |
For a moment like this
Who: Rupert and Izumi
What: The morning after
When: Early Thursday morning
Where: Izumi's home
Warnings: NSFW
She hadn't dreamwalked that night, sleeping peacefully and dreamlessly. It was nice to just be curled up with the man that she loved and not have to worry about anything at all. The aggravation from the previous night had completely left her. Izumi awoke first, still curled in against Rupert's warmth. She blinked a little though, as she felt just how content he was to be snuggled in against her. He was hard against her stomach, cock pressed in between them. She couldn't help but wonder what he might be dreaming of to make him so happy. She bit her lower lip and tried not to rock herself against him despite aching to do just that. Lifting her hand, she gently brushed her fingertips over his cheek, leaning in to catch Rupert's lips in a soft kiss. "Wake up, sleepyhead," she whispered against his mouth.
Rupert hadn't slept so well in a very long time. He wasn't sure if he had ever slept so well in his life. With Izumi in his arms, his warm body against his, all of his dreams had been good ones and they were all about her. He probably could have slept forever. Of course, his love had other plans. He let out a little groan as her lips touched his and slowly he opened his eyes. He smiled, his hand sliding up her body to cup her cheek. "Good morning, love." he murmured before kissing her again just as softly.
"Mmm, good morning indeed," she smirked, her lips upturned ever so slightly against his as she teasingly rolled her hips against his to punctuate her point and draw his attentions to his morning problem. Well, not really problem per say since she'd happily take care of it. "Did you sleep well, darling?" she asked him, her fingers brushing along the curve of his jaw.
He let out a chuckle mixed with a moan. They had made love for hours the night before and while he thought he would be completely exhausted, his morning wood wanted her as much as he did. "I slept perfectly." he said before rolling her onto her back, kissing her softly as he teased her, rubbing his cock against her. "How did you sleep?"
She shuddered a little at his teasing, her hips rocking up towards her lover. "I slept beautifully," she assured him, wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning up for a little kiss. "I had this lovely man to keep me company and hold me all night. I don't think I've had such a good night's sleep in ages."
Rupert nibbled on her lower lip, unable to tease her for long. He entered her slowly and gently, noting how wet she already was. "Good to know." he murmured, his own body shuddering. "God, you're so wet, love."
Izumi let out a soft groan when he slid into her, unable to keep from letting her eyes close a the feel of him sinking into her heat. "All your fault," she breathed. "That's what you get for being hard against me when I woke up." Not that she was complaining because she was quite pleased to be in the position they were in now, thank you very much.
He chuckled, kissing along her jaw line as he moved his hips slowly, his cock sliding in and out of her. "Well, considering I'm hard every morning on a daily basis, you'll be wet and we'll have to make love every morning I'm with you." he breathed into her ear. "That alright with you, love?" He hoped so, because if he had his way Izumi would fall asleep in his arms every night and wake up with him every morning.
"I like the sound of that," she whispered, chest arching upwards against his. She'd be plenty content to spend each and every morning this way. Rupert was the complete opposite of Noah's father and every single second she spent with the man, the more she loved him for being just that. "Oh, Rupert," she whimpered, arms winding tighter around the man's neck.
Rupert held her close, the length of the body pressed against his as he groaned. "Izumi..." He loved saying her name and hearing his own on her lips as he was inside of her. To hear her make beautiful noises of passion. He moved a little more, grinding against her with each downward stroke to stimulate her clit.
Izumi shivered a little as he said her name. To hear such a foreign sounding name in the accent of a British man was amusing and she'd be lying if she said it didn't turn her on. Soft moans escaped her lips with each and every stroke he made against her. Her fingernails teasingly drew down over his back, biting at the skin.
A gasp came from him as her fingernails drew down his back and a grin pulled at his lip. "You wicked thing, you." he murmured before he moved his hips a little bit faster and a touch harder. He was careful, not wanting to hurt her, but when she did things like that there was only so much a man could do.
Izumi couldn't help but smirk a little at his words. "You have no idea," she breathed, through her words hitched a bit in her throat as he picked up the pace and the force behind each thrust. "Rupert," she gasped. Okay, apparently a little pain could get a lot of response from the otherwise calm and gentle man. Experimentally she let her fingernails press into his skin again.
He was trying very hard not to be rough with her. Izumi was a delicate thing and he would never want to hurt her, but her nails in his skin was making him a bit more primal. "Bloody hell, Izumi." he all but growled before kissing her quite demandingly, his hips apparently having a mind of their own on how he should be thrusting into her.
She was a delicate thing, perhaps, at least in the way she appeared, but Izumi found that she quite liked Rupert's forcefulness. She shuddered as his kisses became more demanding, his voice more hoarse and his movements more rough. She gasped against his lips, muscles tightening around his invading cock as her fingers continued to drag down his back. "Harder," she gasped.
His eyes went wide at her demand. Rupert was surprised to say the least, but he would never deny Izumi anything. Besides, he wanted to go harder. "Yes, love." he breathed against her lips and gave her what she wanted. Rupert fucked her harder, his hips pistoning against her roughly as he buried himself inside her tight cunt again and again.
Izumi's fingers left his back and fell onto the sheets beneath them, clutching at the fabric and letting her head loll back on the pillows. "Ru-Rupert," she gasped out, lips parted in a soft groan as he continued to roughly rock against her. "Yes, yes, just like that," she whimpered, knuckles turning white from the force with which she gripped the sheets. "Oh, god, yes."
Rupert braced his hands on the bed, panting heavily as his cock moved in an out of her, his eyes on her face. "You are so bloody gorgeous." he groaned, picking up the pace, grinding against her clit at each pass. Pressure was building up in his balls and he knew he was going to come soon. "Come for me love....I want to watch your face as you come apart..."
As if his words had a direct line to her clit, she shuddered at them. Each syllable a punctuation that sent her spiraling towards the end with absolutely no ability to do more than let herself go. So that's what she did. With a sharp cry, she flew over that edge, arching up off the bed and nearly bending herself in half with the motion. "Fuck," she whimpered, hips twitching against Rupert's, trying to get that last little bit of friction for herself.
"Fuckin hell..." he gasped, watching her come and knowing there was nothing more beautiful in the world. As tight as she was, when she came she was insanely tighter and he couldn't hold back. "Izumi!" He thrust hard into her one more time before spilling his seed within her with a strangled sounding groan. Rupert panted as his body shuddered, slowly lowering himself. He slid his arm around her and staying inside of her, he rolled over, laying her atop him and stroking her hair. "You alright, love?"
Izumi was fairly certain that she'd died and gone to heaven or some place quite similar. Her body continued to twitch and shudder as Rupert gave that last thrust, lips parting in another soft whimper as her body was rocked with an aftershock. The sound of her name on his lips mad he grin a little, eyes fluttering open to meet her lover's as he rolled them over. She lifted her head and looked over his face, nodding a little at his question. "I'm perfect," she whispered, then leaned down to steal his lips in one soft little kiss.
Rupert kissed her back in return, fingers running through her long, dark hair. "That you are, love, that you are." he murmured with a smile. He couldn't believe how lucky he was. This beautiful woman loved him and wanted him. He was going to everything he could to keep her happy.