Re: Prodigal | Mon., Feb. 4th, Evening
She breathed through a happy, happy grin at Nate's comeback, then went back to closed eyes and bliss. Her hands moved to her dress and pulled it up so it was bunched around her waist. There he was. She could at least see some of him, then. Zap shuddered hard when their eyes met for a split second and her head kicked back again before he began to rearrange her. Oh no, yes, yes... She cooperated gladly and even reeled him in a bit now that her legs were up and around his shoulders.
GOD. She'd forgotten to breathe again. He was speaking to her, though, so she waited until he was finished with his coaxing of her freedom to give a much needed routine gasp. "Yeah," she agreed, breathlessly. "Yeah..." she muttered, mostly to herself.
"Guhhh..." she started quietly as Nate's tongue worked her sensitive bits... his beloved lips bringing her prolonged joy... "Nuhhh...ahhh... ahhhh... AHHHHHHH!" Second wave. Her hands were in his hair and somehow her feet were up higher than he'd arranged them. Her bravery and nerve alone kept her hips in place as he finished... then continued a bit. He was still going. Her hands loved more firmly on Nate's scalp, massaging him encouragingly. The Queen of Asgard panted as the King of Helheim treated her to the highlight of her... month? Yeah. It had been quite a long few weeks.
"Can..." she breathed, "can we sleep for a while?" Her fingers were on his ears, legs spread to access them. She reached lower, then, and tugged on his collar and tie. She needed relief from her relief. Zap's fingers pulled more firmly and her eyes begged him to come to her as she slowly lowered her legs, knees still up, to accommodate his arrival. "With you in me?" Fist gripped on his tie, she urged her perfect gentleman up into another soft kiss and then rested her dizzy head against his. Static popped across his scorpion chair and she smiled hazily. "Just a nap..." her eyes drooped, then closed. She nuzzled him lovingly, his big nose against her wide one. "With you in me..."