Liam Pucey (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} liamsearching) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} 20somethings,@ 2022-03-26 17:33:00 |
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Who: Liam & Tina
What: She needs "help" finishing moving back into the cottage.
When: 26 March 2028
Where: Tina's cottage
Warnings: NSFW
Completion Status: Complete
Hey, so I've been thinking. I think I'm going to move into the cottage for good this weekend. Would you be able to help me move the last of my boxes to the cottage? It's time. I still need to talk to Clary
Of course I will, love. I am at your disposal. I'll even give you a relaxing massage when we're done 💛
You're wonderful. You don't have to do that, just spending the night curled up with you will be enough.
I want to. I'll be over soon.
You're sure? Of course you are, but.. I'll grab us dinner. Order take away so it'll arrive when we do. What're you feeling like?
Of course I'm sure. Whatever you're in the mood for.
I'll get us a good cheesy pizza. It sounds fantastic.
Perfect! Omw
Although her message might have seemed impulsive, Liam knew Tina had been inching her way toward moving back into the cottage for a while now. It was often where they spent quality time together outside of work, since roommates could be... crowding at times. He doubted she actually needed help with the last of her boxes, not with magic making such things so easy, but he was happy to go along with the excuse to spend more time with her. And if he was imagining a night of intimacy afterward, he didn't think anyone could fault him. They both had seemed to retreat a bit after the spilled potion incident a few weeks ago.
As expected, it took nearly no time at all to get the last of her boxes over, and the pizza was hot and cheesy. And when they were finished eating, he stood up to deal with the dishes and put the leftovers away. Once that was done, he held a hand out to her with a small grin. "How about that massage now?" he suggested, craving the intimacy of his hands on her in that way more than he did the sex that he suspected might follow. He wanted to connect with her, to bring her comfort and peace and relaxation. And he wanted to make love to her. There was something exhilarating in the strength of both those feelings.
Liam helping Tina with the last few boxes had been the easiest way for her to find a smooth exit. She thanked Clary again, setting up time to get together with her, before the pair were headed back to the cottage. Setting down that last box on the floor was a relief. Sure, it was still very much the home she had grown up in, but at the same time it was very much their place. The pictures she'd made sure got hung weeks ago smiling at the happy couple.
Dinner had been the perfect cheesy, greasy, perfection that she'd been craving all day. The entire move had been so easy, something she had been worried about since she realized she wanted to move into the cottage. Made all the better by the fact that he was offering that massage, how in the world could she turn that down? She had so enjoyed when he'd rubbed the ointment into her lower back. "That sounds wonderful," she said as she put her hand into his, lacing fingers with his.
When their gaze met she found herself hoping he stayed the night, and not just because they fell asleep together. She pressed closer to him, lifting her head up to place a soft kiss to his lips. "Is it too soon to give you a key to my place?" she asked in a playful tone.
Although he'd been utterly fixated on having his hands on her, on rubbing away the stresses and anxieties, she completely derailed him with that question, and he froze just a bit. A beat later, a slow smile stretched across his lips, and he raised a brow at her. "Is that symbolic, then?" he asked teasingly. Magical folk didn't often use keys, but he did enjoy the thought of it, in part because he didn't think she was asking him to move in with her. It did feel too soon for that. "Will you also tune the wards to me?"
That symbol of trust meant a lot to him, more even than her openness to physical intimacy. He liked the idea of being able to pop in, to set up surprises for her if he had the whim, of coming over and starting dinner if she was running behind at work, of all those little things it would let him do. "I don't think it's too soon at all," he assured her warmly, his arm curling around her back to pull her in a bit closer. His head ducked down to brush another kiss against her lips, as if sealing the reassurance.
Her head bobbed in a nod at his first question. It was more symbolic than anything, but she wanted him to know she wanted him there. It was far too soon to move in, as much as she found the idea enjoyable.
His follow up question was received with a soft giggle. "Definitely going to be adjusting the wards," she breathed as he tucked her in close. She tipped her own head back to kiss him more properly, the worries she had about it being too soon disappearing. He always had such a calming effect on her.
A small sliver of... guilt?... went through him at her words, probably because he couldn't exactly reciprocate adding her to the wards without talking to his siblings first, and that was always an awkward conversation. Liam knew he was head over heels in love with her, though, and even though they were still taking things rather slowly, he could so clearly picture a future with her. Life with Tina would never be boring, but though there would be excitement, he could also imagine a wonderful, comfortable calm in the life they would share.
It was those thoughts he focused on as he kissed her, breaking the kiss only to lead them up to her bedroom. Once there, he held her close again, one hand coming up, his knuckles brushing gently over her cheekbone as he stared into her dark eyes. "I love you," he told her. It wasn't the first time, but the words still felt special to him. She felt special to him. Precious. Cherished.
Moving hadn't been a last minute decision, she had only decided to move today because she had put the finishing touch on the master bedroom. When the pair walked into the room, it just felt... Right. He looked absolutely beautiful in her space, a space that as she had decorated it, she had hoped it would one day be their bedroom. She had almost asked him how he liked it, when his knuckles were brushing gently over her cheekbone. The simple motion had the butterflies low in her stomach give a nervous little flutter, and then there was the way he looked at her. Did she stop breathing?
"I love you too," she said in a soft voice, her gaze not leaving his. Gods knew she loved this man, more than she ever had. She worried that she was going too slow, while at other times that she was going too fast. She really needed to stop worrying and continue to exist in the moment, something he had taught her from the first time they met. Feeling suddenly light, she kissed him, her own hands coming up to wrap around broad shoulders. She leaned against his broad chest, deepening the kiss just a touch by tipping her head, sucking gently at his lower lip.
When she kissed him, he leaned into her, his hands curling around her hips as hers went around his shoulders. His mouth opened against hers, a deep groan slipping out at the way she sucked his lower lip. And then his tongue pushed through, stroking firmly against hers before retreating, his full lips kissing hers. Warm hands slipped under the hem of her cotton shirt, splaying over the smooth skin of her back.
His heart racing, his hands slowly pushed her shirt higher, and when his fingers reached the band of her bra, he paused, breaking the kiss and looking into her eyes as he guided the shirt over her breasts and went to lift it over her head. "I want to make love to you," he told her, needing the clear communication about it at that moment. He wanted her to know his intentions, to know neither of them were feeling manipulated into anything. He loved her, and he was ready to show her physically.
His large hands on her back felt wonderful, sending goosebumps up her back, and down her arms. He felt so warm where his skin connected with hers.
Liam's words brought a flush to her skin. It was fun snogging Liam, she had so enjoyed snogging him the past few months. Hearing him say that he wanted to make love to her like that, earnestly, and lovingly, took her breath away. "Please?" she breathed, before helping him remove her shirt. In turn, her hands found the hem of his shirt, guiding it over his head. "I want to hear you say it again," she asked in a soft, nervous little voice. She peeked at him through her lashes, as her arms wrapped around him again.
Ducking his head, Liam nudged his nose against hers. "I want to make love to you," he murmured, punctuating each word with a brush of his lips against hers. His large hands rubbed over her smooth back before one came up, fingers pushing one of her bra straps down. Soft lips followed the path over her shoulder and down her arm, sneaking across to kiss along the curve of breast peeking out above the fabric of her bra. The desire to take his time, to thoroughly explore every inch of her, to bring her as much pleasure as he could, was overwhelming, though his hands were steady as they curled around her again.
Warmth spread through him as his fingers worked the clasp of her bra open. One hand came up to slide her other bra strap down, the garment falling away and forgotten as he pressed close to her, electricity shooting through him at every spot her skin touched his.
Each punctuated word sent a rush through her. Her heart raced as her own hands explored his lower back, dipping her fingertips just below the waistline. Soft moans slipped from her full lips, breathing becoming heavy. His lips were so warm against her skin, causing soft little moans as she shivered under his touch. Using the moment her bra slipped away, she slipped her hands into his hair, slender fingers curling around his soft locks.. Their lips came together in another heated kiss, as she took one cautious step backwards towards her bed.
The kiss only broke as Tina tripped over a rogue heel that had fallen out of one of her boxes when she had enlarged it earlier that day. Thankfully, Liam's strong arms were still around her, holding her up as she stumbled. "Sorry," she muttered with a soft giggle.
The moment was full of warmth, of the connection they'd spent the last year building, the anticipation that had ramped up the last couple of months, and he was so caught up in it that he was taken completely by surprise when she tripped. His heart raced in his chest as his arms tightened around her to keep her upright. "Don't be," he said softly, one hand coming up to brush a bit of hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear.
Ducking his head down, his lips met hers again, and he guided her gently onto the bed. His hands stroked up and down her sides as he kissed her, dragging it out. He wanted to take his time with her, to explore every inch of her, to learn all those wonderful, unexpected spots that would make her keen. And as his lips left hers, trailing down her neck, he started doing just that. He took some time at her collar bones, fingertips tracing the dips above them before his lips followed the path. Then down her chest, a soft exploration of her breasts. His mouth was gentle as he sucked one nipple between his lips, his tongue flicking over the hardened bud as his fingers rolled her other nipple between them.
Tina was at his mercy, back arching as he sucked at her nipple, as if she could get more of him. His mouth was fantastic, finding herself making soft mewing noises of pleasure.
His hands were just as good as his mouth, each time they moved over her body, she felt on fire where he touched. The nipple receiving attention from his very skilled fingers, caused her low noises to become louder. Her own hands had found their way to his back, gently scratching at him as she tried to pull him in closer. Her legs had parted, allowing his body to rest between them, one leg hooking around his hip. She had never felt so on fire with need before, she was certain she had never wanted anyone like she wanted Liam.
When he felt as if he'd given that nipple an appropriate amount of attention, Liam kissed his way to her other one, enjoying the sounds she made, the way her heel hooked around his hip. He ground his hips against hers, pressing himself against her core, the friction delicious despite the layers still between them. There was something heady about depriving himself for the time being.
His lips left her breasts, leaving a trail of kisses down her torso, and when he reached her jeans, he scooted down the bed, calloused fingers working the front of her jeans open. Pushing up onto his knees, he pulled her jeans down, grinning at her as more of her body was revealed to him. Unable to resist himself, he leaned back down, his nose nudging her through her knickers before his mouth closed over her clit through the fabric. He wanted to taste her properly, but he enjoyed the thought of teasing her a bit first.
Feeling him there, between her legs, just jeans between them had her aching. A feeling she had never experienced when it came to sex. He just felt so good.
Seeing him above her like that, helping her out of her pants, had her stomach giving nervous little flips. There wasn't much time however for Tina to be nervous, because as soon as she started to feel insecure, his mouth was on her. Teasing her through the fabric of her blue lace undergarments that matched a certain pair of eyes that were looking up at her from between her legs. Gods, he was so hot.
Her moans were louder, little whimpers leaving her, as her hips tried to press against him. She needed more, she had no idea how to ask for it. She was usually so meek and mild in bed, that she was surprising herself when her hands reached down to lightly tug at his hair. "Fucken hell, Liam," came out in a low noise, a very throaty giggle leaving her. She could feel the first of many orgasms building up.
The way her thighs tensed and relaxed erratically on either side of him thrilled Liam, and gods, the sounds she made. He was certain he could stay right where he was, bringing her pleasure, the rest of the night and feel as though he'd found his own release several times over. Bringing a hand up between her legs, he pushed the scrap of fabric to the side, exposing just enough of her that his tongue was able to swipe over her, pushing between her labia and tasting the arousal pooling between her lips.
Lips and tongue worked at her clit, sucking and stroking, refusing to give her even a moment's break in his ministrations, and when her first orgasm broke through, he sucked hard on her clit, his thumb teasing her opening, her muscles contracting too much for even one finger to slide into her heat.
The orgasm had continued to mount, until that moment that she actually felt him there. There was an explosion, tensing all of her muscles, bowing her back, and it was just his tongue and lips working her over that edge. His name fell from her lips in a breathy moan. His thumb against her had her aching for him, hips bucking towards him. She wanted him. She wanted more. She just didn't have the confidence to voice that.
Slender fingers instead slipped into his hair again, gently tugging at his hair. "I want you," she murmured, eyes half-lidded with lust. Wanted to feel him over her, feel his weight against her, to feel him inside her. Gods, why had they waited so long? She was positive she wasn't going to let him out of this bed for at least a few days. She wanted to discover every inch of his body first, know his body better than her own before they left the room.
Liam could have stayed with his mouth pressed between her legs for hours, bringing her as many earth-shattering orgasms as he possibly could, but who was he to deny her when she asked so softly, so sweetly? And the truth was, he wanted her, too. The intensity of the wanting surprised him, unsure he'd ever wanted anyone in the way he wanted Tina. She was everything he'd never realized he wanted and all the things he'd known he would want.
His lips kissed down her legs as he eased her knickers down and off. Sliding off the bed, he worked his trousers open and stripped out of the rest of his clothes with efficiency. Though he wasn't particularly self-conscious in his nudity, neither was he the most comfortable, and he climbed back onto the bed, his body covering hers, though he held most of his weight on one arm. His other hand came up, fingertips stroking gently over her cheek before he kissed her softly.
"I love you," he told her, bringing his hand down between them to grip his member, gently guiding himself into her warmth.
Hips lifted, aiding the removal of the last of her clothes. Those heavily lidded eyes watched as he stripped, pushed up on her elbows. He was so beautiful, she just wanted to feel him against her. As the need felt overwhelming, he was back in the bed, his body covering hers so fully. She laid back again, heart racing as he so tenderly stroked her cheek, a shiver slipping down her spine, at his words "I love you too," was whispered back.
Then everything changed, they were joined as one. He was inside her, and her hips were rocking back to meet him. Tina lifted herself up once more then, though it was more pulling Liam down for her lips to meet his in a heated kiss. Hips pressed back against him, and she could already feel that orgasm washing over her again. She was still so sensitive, and he just felt so good.
Liam let himself be pulled down against her, sinking into the kiss even as his cock seated fully into her warmth. His hips jerked against hers, rocking in slow, erratic pulses. It was overwhelming in the best way, and he succumbed to the feelings, the sensations. He kissed her deeply. He pulled away so he could look down at her and enjoy the play of emotions, the pleasure in her expressive features. And when it felt as though he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer, he slid a hand between their bodies, fingers working over her clit fervently, needing to feel her come undone around him.
"Oh gods, Tina," he breathed when she came, her walls pulsing around him and snapping that last bit of control he'd been holding onto. He spilled his seed inside her, his breath catching in his throat, and as he started to come down from the high, he let himself collapse against her body, his face pushed against the crook of her neck. His cock twitched a few more times, aftershocks of his own release, or perhaps of hers, and then he shifted, rolling to lay on his back next to her and pulling her to curl up against his side. There was no doubt in his mind that it was the best sex he'd ever had, and he hoped it had been just as good for her.
Locking eyes as they made love had to be the most romantic thing she had ever experienced. Her own orgasm washed over her moments later, aided by his very skilled fingers helping to throw her over that edge. Her heart raced as she embraced him, one hand at the back of his head combing through his soft locks, while the other rubbed up his arm that was around her. This moment, right here, where she got to feel his breath on her neck, cradling his head against her, was hands down her favorite moment. It helped calm her racing heart, overstimulated from their incredible sex.
A soft yawn slipped from her as he rolled them over, eyes even fluttering closed. She wouldn't mean to, but within seconds she would fall fast asleep snuggled in against him.
As expected, it took nearly no time at all to get the last of her boxes over, and the pizza was hot and cheesy. And when they were finished eating, he stood up to deal with the dishes and put the leftovers away. Once that was done, he held a hand out to her with a small grin. "How about that massage now?" he suggested, craving the intimacy of his hands on her in that way more than he did the sex that he suspected might follow. He wanted to connect with her, to bring her comfort and peace and relaxation. And he wanted to make love to her. There was something exhilarating in the strength of both those feelings.
Liam helping Tina with the last few boxes had been the easiest way for her to find a smooth exit. She thanked Clary again, setting up time to get together with her, before the pair were headed back to the cottage. Setting down that last box on the floor was a relief. Sure, it was still very much the home she had grown up in, but at the same time it was very much their place. The pictures she'd made sure got hung weeks ago smiling at the happy couple.
Dinner had been the perfect cheesy, greasy, perfection that she'd been craving all day. The entire move had been so easy, something she had been worried about since she realized she wanted to move into the cottage. Made all the better by the fact that he was offering that massage, how in the world could she turn that down? She had so enjoyed when he'd rubbed the ointment into her lower back. "That sounds wonderful," she said as she put her hand into his, lacing fingers with his.
When their gaze met she found herself hoping he stayed the night, and not just because they fell asleep together. She pressed closer to him, lifting her head up to place a soft kiss to his lips. "Is it too soon to give you a key to my place?" she asked in a playful tone.
Although he'd been utterly fixated on having his hands on her, on rubbing away the stresses and anxieties, she completely derailed him with that question, and he froze just a bit. A beat later, a slow smile stretched across his lips, and he raised a brow at her. "Is that symbolic, then?" he asked teasingly. Magical folk didn't often use keys, but he did enjoy the thought of it, in part because he didn't think she was asking him to move in with her. It did feel too soon for that. "Will you also tune the wards to me?"
That symbol of trust meant a lot to him, more even than her openness to physical intimacy. He liked the idea of being able to pop in, to set up surprises for her if he had the whim, of coming over and starting dinner if she was running behind at work, of all those little things it would let him do. "I don't think it's too soon at all," he assured her warmly, his arm curling around her back to pull her in a bit closer. His head ducked down to brush another kiss against her lips, as if sealing the reassurance.
Her head bobbed in a nod at his first question. It was more symbolic than anything, but she wanted him to know she wanted him there. It was far too soon to move in, as much as she found the idea enjoyable.
His follow up question was received with a soft giggle. "Definitely going to be adjusting the wards," she breathed as he tucked her in close. She tipped her own head back to kiss him more properly, the worries she had about it being too soon disappearing. He always had such a calming effect on her.
A small sliver of... guilt?... went through him at her words, probably because he couldn't exactly reciprocate adding her to the wards without talking to his siblings first, and that was always an awkward conversation. Liam knew he was head over heels in love with her, though, and even though they were still taking things rather slowly, he could so clearly picture a future with her. Life with Tina would never be boring, but though there would be excitement, he could also imagine a wonderful, comfortable calm in the life they would share.
It was those thoughts he focused on as he kissed her, breaking the kiss only to lead them up to her bedroom. Once there, he held her close again, one hand coming up, his knuckles brushing gently over her cheekbone as he stared into her dark eyes. "I love you," he told her. It wasn't the first time, but the words still felt special to him. She felt special to him. Precious. Cherished.
Moving hadn't been a last minute decision, she had only decided to move today because she had put the finishing touch on the master bedroom. When the pair walked into the room, it just felt... Right. He looked absolutely beautiful in her space, a space that as she had decorated it, she had hoped it would one day be their bedroom. She had almost asked him how he liked it, when his knuckles were brushing gently over her cheekbone. The simple motion had the butterflies low in her stomach give a nervous little flutter, and then there was the way he looked at her. Did she stop breathing?
"I love you too," she said in a soft voice, her gaze not leaving his. Gods knew she loved this man, more than she ever had. She worried that she was going too slow, while at other times that she was going too fast. She really needed to stop worrying and continue to exist in the moment, something he had taught her from the first time they met. Feeling suddenly light, she kissed him, her own hands coming up to wrap around broad shoulders. She leaned against his broad chest, deepening the kiss just a touch by tipping her head, sucking gently at his lower lip.
When she kissed him, he leaned into her, his hands curling around her hips as hers went around his shoulders. His mouth opened against hers, a deep groan slipping out at the way she sucked his lower lip. And then his tongue pushed through, stroking firmly against hers before retreating, his full lips kissing hers. Warm hands slipped under the hem of her cotton shirt, splaying over the smooth skin of her back.
His heart racing, his hands slowly pushed her shirt higher, and when his fingers reached the band of her bra, he paused, breaking the kiss and looking into her eyes as he guided the shirt over her breasts and went to lift it over her head. "I want to make love to you," he told her, needing the clear communication about it at that moment. He wanted her to know his intentions, to know neither of them were feeling manipulated into anything. He loved her, and he was ready to show her physically.
His large hands on her back felt wonderful, sending goosebumps up her back, and down her arms. He felt so warm where his skin connected with hers.
Liam's words brought a flush to her skin. It was fun snogging Liam, she had so enjoyed snogging him the past few months. Hearing him say that he wanted to make love to her like that, earnestly, and lovingly, took her breath away. "Please?" she breathed, before helping him remove her shirt. In turn, her hands found the hem of his shirt, guiding it over his head. "I want to hear you say it again," she asked in a soft, nervous little voice. She peeked at him through her lashes, as her arms wrapped around him again.
Ducking his head, Liam nudged his nose against hers. "I want to make love to you," he murmured, punctuating each word with a brush of his lips against hers. His large hands rubbed over her smooth back before one came up, fingers pushing one of her bra straps down. Soft lips followed the path over her shoulder and down her arm, sneaking across to kiss along the curve of breast peeking out above the fabric of her bra. The desire to take his time, to thoroughly explore every inch of her, to bring her as much pleasure as he could, was overwhelming, though his hands were steady as they curled around her again.
Warmth spread through him as his fingers worked the clasp of her bra open. One hand came up to slide her other bra strap down, the garment falling away and forgotten as he pressed close to her, electricity shooting through him at every spot her skin touched his.
Each punctuated word sent a rush through her. Her heart raced as her own hands explored his lower back, dipping her fingertips just below the waistline. Soft moans slipped from her full lips, breathing becoming heavy. His lips were so warm against her skin, causing soft little moans as she shivered under his touch. Using the moment her bra slipped away, she slipped her hands into his hair, slender fingers curling around his soft locks.. Their lips came together in another heated kiss, as she took one cautious step backwards towards her bed.
The kiss only broke as Tina tripped over a rogue heel that had fallen out of one of her boxes when she had enlarged it earlier that day. Thankfully, Liam's strong arms were still around her, holding her up as she stumbled. "Sorry," she muttered with a soft giggle.
The moment was full of warmth, of the connection they'd spent the last year building, the anticipation that had ramped up the last couple of months, and he was so caught up in it that he was taken completely by surprise when she tripped. His heart raced in his chest as his arms tightened around her to keep her upright. "Don't be," he said softly, one hand coming up to brush a bit of hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear.
Ducking his head down, his lips met hers again, and he guided her gently onto the bed. His hands stroked up and down her sides as he kissed her, dragging it out. He wanted to take his time with her, to explore every inch of her, to learn all those wonderful, unexpected spots that would make her keen. And as his lips left hers, trailing down her neck, he started doing just that. He took some time at her collar bones, fingertips tracing the dips above them before his lips followed the path. Then down her chest, a soft exploration of her breasts. His mouth was gentle as he sucked one nipple between his lips, his tongue flicking over the hardened bud as his fingers rolled her other nipple between them.
Tina was at his mercy, back arching as he sucked at her nipple, as if she could get more of him. His mouth was fantastic, finding herself making soft mewing noises of pleasure.
His hands were just as good as his mouth, each time they moved over her body, she felt on fire where he touched. The nipple receiving attention from his very skilled fingers, caused her low noises to become louder. Her own hands had found their way to his back, gently scratching at him as she tried to pull him in closer. Her legs had parted, allowing his body to rest between them, one leg hooking around his hip. She had never felt so on fire with need before, she was certain she had never wanted anyone like she wanted Liam.
When he felt as if he'd given that nipple an appropriate amount of attention, Liam kissed his way to her other one, enjoying the sounds she made, the way her heel hooked around his hip. He ground his hips against hers, pressing himself against her core, the friction delicious despite the layers still between them. There was something heady about depriving himself for the time being.
His lips left her breasts, leaving a trail of kisses down her torso, and when he reached her jeans, he scooted down the bed, calloused fingers working the front of her jeans open. Pushing up onto his knees, he pulled her jeans down, grinning at her as more of her body was revealed to him. Unable to resist himself, he leaned back down, his nose nudging her through her knickers before his mouth closed over her clit through the fabric. He wanted to taste her properly, but he enjoyed the thought of teasing her a bit first.
Feeling him there, between her legs, just jeans between them had her aching. A feeling she had never experienced when it came to sex. He just felt so good.
Seeing him above her like that, helping her out of her pants, had her stomach giving nervous little flips. There wasn't much time however for Tina to be nervous, because as soon as she started to feel insecure, his mouth was on her. Teasing her through the fabric of her blue lace undergarments that matched a certain pair of eyes that were looking up at her from between her legs. Gods, he was so hot.
Her moans were louder, little whimpers leaving her, as her hips tried to press against him. She needed more, she had no idea how to ask for it. She was usually so meek and mild in bed, that she was surprising herself when her hands reached down to lightly tug at his hair. "Fucken hell, Liam," came out in a low noise, a very throaty giggle leaving her. She could feel the first of many orgasms building up.
The way her thighs tensed and relaxed erratically on either side of him thrilled Liam, and gods, the sounds she made. He was certain he could stay right where he was, bringing her pleasure, the rest of the night and feel as though he'd found his own release several times over. Bringing a hand up between her legs, he pushed the scrap of fabric to the side, exposing just enough of her that his tongue was able to swipe over her, pushing between her labia and tasting the arousal pooling between her lips.
Lips and tongue worked at her clit, sucking and stroking, refusing to give her even a moment's break in his ministrations, and when her first orgasm broke through, he sucked hard on her clit, his thumb teasing her opening, her muscles contracting too much for even one finger to slide into her heat.
The orgasm had continued to mount, until that moment that she actually felt him there. There was an explosion, tensing all of her muscles, bowing her back, and it was just his tongue and lips working her over that edge. His name fell from her lips in a breathy moan. His thumb against her had her aching for him, hips bucking towards him. She wanted him. She wanted more. She just didn't have the confidence to voice that.
Slender fingers instead slipped into his hair again, gently tugging at his hair. "I want you," she murmured, eyes half-lidded with lust. Wanted to feel him over her, feel his weight against her, to feel him inside her. Gods, why had they waited so long? She was positive she wasn't going to let him out of this bed for at least a few days. She wanted to discover every inch of his body first, know his body better than her own before they left the room.
Liam could have stayed with his mouth pressed between her legs for hours, bringing her as many earth-shattering orgasms as he possibly could, but who was he to deny her when she asked so softly, so sweetly? And the truth was, he wanted her, too. The intensity of the wanting surprised him, unsure he'd ever wanted anyone in the way he wanted Tina. She was everything he'd never realized he wanted and all the things he'd known he would want.
His lips kissed down her legs as he eased her knickers down and off. Sliding off the bed, he worked his trousers open and stripped out of the rest of his clothes with efficiency. Though he wasn't particularly self-conscious in his nudity, neither was he the most comfortable, and he climbed back onto the bed, his body covering hers, though he held most of his weight on one arm. His other hand came up, fingertips stroking gently over her cheek before he kissed her softly.
"I love you," he told her, bringing his hand down between them to grip his member, gently guiding himself into her warmth.
Hips lifted, aiding the removal of the last of her clothes. Those heavily lidded eyes watched as he stripped, pushed up on her elbows. He was so beautiful, she just wanted to feel him against her. As the need felt overwhelming, he was back in the bed, his body covering hers so fully. She laid back again, heart racing as he so tenderly stroked her cheek, a shiver slipping down her spine, at his words "I love you too," was whispered back.
Then everything changed, they were joined as one. He was inside her, and her hips were rocking back to meet him. Tina lifted herself up once more then, though it was more pulling Liam down for her lips to meet his in a heated kiss. Hips pressed back against him, and she could already feel that orgasm washing over her again. She was still so sensitive, and he just felt so good.
Liam let himself be pulled down against her, sinking into the kiss even as his cock seated fully into her warmth. His hips jerked against hers, rocking in slow, erratic pulses. It was overwhelming in the best way, and he succumbed to the feelings, the sensations. He kissed her deeply. He pulled away so he could look down at her and enjoy the play of emotions, the pleasure in her expressive features. And when it felt as though he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer, he slid a hand between their bodies, fingers working over her clit fervently, needing to feel her come undone around him.
"Oh gods, Tina," he breathed when she came, her walls pulsing around him and snapping that last bit of control he'd been holding onto. He spilled his seed inside her, his breath catching in his throat, and as he started to come down from the high, he let himself collapse against her body, his face pushed against the crook of her neck. His cock twitched a few more times, aftershocks of his own release, or perhaps of hers, and then he shifted, rolling to lay on his back next to her and pulling her to curl up against his side. There was no doubt in his mind that it was the best sex he'd ever had, and he hoped it had been just as good for her.
Locking eyes as they made love had to be the most romantic thing she had ever experienced. Her own orgasm washed over her moments later, aided by his very skilled fingers helping to throw her over that edge. Her heart raced as she embraced him, one hand at the back of his head combing through his soft locks, while the other rubbed up his arm that was around her. This moment, right here, where she got to feel his breath on her neck, cradling his head against her, was hands down her favorite moment. It helped calm her racing heart, overstimulated from their incredible sex.
A soft yawn slipped from her as he rolled them over, eyes even fluttering closed. She wouldn't mean to, but within seconds she would fall fast asleep snuggled in against him.