Presents for the sick girlfriend Who: Katee and Ace What: Cheering up the sick girlfriend When: 10.21.11 - Friday Evening Where: Katee's apartment Warnings: NSFW
Ace knew Katee was sick and he knew about the time that she was going to be off work, so Ace decided to surprise her. He didn't know if she'd be happy about him surprising her, but either way he wanted to make her feel better so he decided that he'd head over after work. He'd bought her a jewelry box earlier in the week and decided to cheer her up with that and some chicken soup. And maybe some snuggles if she wanted those too.
Reaching her door, soup in one hand and gift wrapped box under his arm, he reached up and knocked on the door, waiting for the woman to come to the door. He was tempted to just head inside but he didn't want to be assumptive. So he waited patiently. Well, somewhat patiently. He hadn't seen her in what felt like forever so he was eager to see her pretty face.
Katee still felt bad about cancelling her date with Ace; but she would have felt worse if she’d tried to go out, feeling the way she did. And she didn’t really want to give him whatever bug she had, anyway. She’d gotten home and changed into her warmest, most comfortable pjs. She had no makeup on, her hair scraped back from her face, bobby pins holding back her bangs. Tugging on a pair of thick, cosy socks that her gran had knitted her, she wrapped a blanket round her shoulders and shuffled out to the lounge. She’d make herself a cup of tea, then order some chicken noodle soup to make her feel better. She was in the midst of pouring hot water into a mug when the door went, and she jumped, almost pouring it over her hand. Setting down the mug, she shuffled towards the door. “Just a minute!” she called out, wincing at how bad her voice sounded, coughing a little as she opened the door.
“Ace?” She squeaked, flushing. Oh god. She looked awful. She snatched her glasses off her face, folding the legs up. “What are you doing here?” She smiled, despite her embarrassment, opening the door wide and gesturing for him to come in.
He didn't care if she didn't have makeup on, he still thought she looked beautiful. Maybe even more beautiful because she was completely bare, natural. It was sexy, honestly. Even if she did have the sniffles. "I'm here to see my sick girlfriend," he told her, leaning in enough to kiss her forehead. "Who is in desperate need of a little TLC and maybe some chicken noodle soup." he told her, offering the container to her. "And a present," he grinned.
“Awwww!” She squeaked, and then promptly sneezed. She hugged him tightly, trying not to breathe on him, just in case. “Thank you, you’re so sweet...” she took the container of soup, lifting the lid and sniffing. God, it smelled incredible. And it was warm. “I’m sorry I had to cancel our date,” she murmured, pouting sadly. Of course, with her cold, it came out rather silly sounding, but she didn’t care. Cute boyfriend! Soup! Present! She shut the door behind him, shuffling through to the lounge still clutching the soup to her chest. She curled up on the couch under her blanket, patting the seat beside her. “C’mere, sicky wants snuggles,” she demanded.
Ace followed her into the lounge and settled beside her, setting the present on the table before them and slipping his shoes off. His arm went around her shoulders and he kissed the top of her head. "Snuggles I can do," he told her softly. "Feeling any better than you were earlier?"
Katee set her soup down, grabbing the wrapped present instead. She was sick; she wasn’t blind. And he had a present. She leaned into his side, wrapping one arm around his waist, the present squished between them. “Better now you’re here,” she admitted, sniffling softly. His hugs were doing more good than any amount of cold meds could. “Why the present?” She asked, already ripping the paper off it. And then gasping softly when she unwrapped the jewellery box. “Ace...it’s gorgeous...”
"The present is because I like you and wanted to get you something pretty," he told her with a little shrug. He waited for her to unwrap the music box and once she had he smiled at her reaction. "I saw it in one of the places I work for, this cute little store, and I thought of you so I figured why not?" he explained, leaning a bit to gently kiss her temple. "I'm glad you like it."
She set the box down carefully, then snuggled in against him. “I’d kiss you, but I don’t want to share the plaaaaague,” she murmured, pouting just a little. Ugh, it so wasn’t fair. She’d been busy half the week, and it felt like forever since she’d seen Ace. And now she couldn’t even enjoy it because she felt like complete crap. Sliding her arms around his waist, she squeezed him. “Thank you, sweetie,” she murmured.
That had Ace grinning at her as he pushed her hair back from her face. "I don't think I'd really mind," he told her honestly. He'd missed her kisses. He'd missed her in general. "You're welcome, cupcake," he murmured. "Now eat some of your soup so you can get better faster and I can claim all these kisses that you're going to owe me," he teased.
Well, if he didn’t mind...giving in a little, Katee kissed his cheek, twisting away long enough to cough, making a face as she reached for her soup. Yech, phlegm. “Being ill sucks,” she croaked, opening the soup - and he’d brought a spoon and everything. He really was adorable. And perfect. And hot. She cuddled back in against him, sipping at the soup gingerly. She was tempted to suggest a movie, but that would involve one of them moving to put it in the dvd player, and she was way too comfy like this.
He hated that she was sick. It was quite obvious that the girl felt badly and if he could have made it go away faster, he would have. But for now it was just going to have to be chicken soup and some hugs and snuggling. And the present that had gotten a good reaction. He made a mental note to buy her presents more often. A lot more often. While she sipped her soup, he gently stroked his fingers over her shoulder. "You'll be better before you know it," he murmured.
“Not soon enough,” Katee argued, pouting for a moment, before taking a spoonful of soup. Because really, being ill at all wasn’t fair. And she didn’t have the time for it. Not when it stopped her having sexy fun times with Ace, anyway. That was Not On. “I was gonna bake more cupcakes for you, and everything. I got the stuff all ready, but then last night I came home and felt like ass, so I just went to bed.” She sighed, leaning her head against his shoulder. Today she’d felt even worse, progressively so as the day had gone on.
He agreed with her on that one. Not soon enough indeed. "Maybe you should take a hot bath when you're done with your soup," he suggested. "I could run down to the store and get some of that vapo-rub or whatever. It'll clear up your sinuses." It was the least he could do if it'd help her get some sort of relief. He wanted her better, not just because he wanted kisses but because the poor girl looked damned miserable.
“I have some,” she said, slurping some noodles off her spoon in a terribly unladylike fashion. Like she cared. “But I could still have a hot bath...and you could join me...” she grinned, just a little. She might feel like ass, but she was never gonna get bored of seeing Ace naked. And Ace, naked and wet and soapy? Hell yeah, she was up for that.
That proposition got her a little smirk. "You know how me and you getting naked together ends," he teased. Not that he particularly minded, but making love with his girlfriend without being able to kiss her? So unfair. "After you're finished eating your soup I suppose I can be convinced to hop in the tub with you," he smiled.
“Mmm, I think seeing my boyfriend naked is totally medicinal,” she pointed out. “It’ll make me feel better.” She nodded firmly, smiling at him. Even just having him around to cuddle was making her feel better. He was all warm, and cuddly. And he’d brought her soup and presents. “Best boyfriend ever,” she declared, practically climbing into his lap as she finished off her soup.
Once she'd set the soup container out of the way and crawled into his lap, he couldn't help but smile at her, his arms wrapping around her middle. "Well I can hardly fight with that logic," he told her. "Alright, bath time, cupcake," he said, lifting her gently up from the sofa and carrying her towards her bathroom.
Katee grinned as Ace lifted her, sliding her arms around his neck, legs wrapped around his hips. Which didn’t really help her behave. She nuzzled his throat, sniffing a little, cursing that she couldn’t smell his aftershave with her blocked nose. And he always smelt so good, too. “Bubble bath?” She suggested as he put her down on the closed toilet seat. If he was going to completely spoil her, she wasn’t going to complain. And watching him strip was definitely going to cheer her up.
"Bubble bath," he told her with a smile as he leaned over the tub to begin to fill it, checking the water to make sure it wasn't too cold nor too hot for the girl. With that going, he found her bubble bath and poured a bit into the filling tub. It was girly smelling but he honestly didn't give a damn. He'd smell girly for a while if it meant he'd get to curl up with Katee for a little while. Setting the bottle of bubble bath aside, he leaned over and kissed her cheek, making do with what he could. "I'll be glad when I can kiss you like normal again," he told her as he slipped his socks off.
Katee slipped off her cosy socks and her pyjama pants, leaving her underwear and the top on for now. She drew her knees up to her chin, wrapping her arms around her shins and watching him as he started to strip. “If I could breathe,” she murmured, “I’d happily kiss you all you wanted.” She pretty much never got tired of kissing him. Kissing him was really nice. Of course, him getting naked was also nice. Even if she wasn’t quite well enough to appreciate it fully.
He smiled at her as he straightened up again and unbuttoned his shirt, letting it fall on the floor before pulling his belt free from the loops on his slacks. He let that fall to the floor too and sighed a bit. "Being sick does blow," he agreed after a brief moment, unfastening his pants and unzipping them. "We'll have a lot of making up to do."
Katee bit her lip to try and suppress a broad grin, watching as he stripped off his shirt, letting out a soft sigh. God, he was just ridiculous. She kind of wanted to go ‘yay!’ and clap her hands gleefully whenever he got naked. “Mmm, I’ll make sure to reward you for looking after me,” she pointed out, watching as his pants hit the floor. Leaving him in delightfully revealing boxerbriefs. Om nom nom. “How are you so pretty?” She asked him, head cocked to one side. “Seriously, there has to be some kind of black magic going on there.”
"Pretty?" he asked her, chuckling a bit and shaking his head. He never really thought of himself as pretty, but he supposed that Katee could call him whatever she wanted to call him. "No black magic," he assured her with a lazy little smile as he slipped the boxerbriefs off and tossed them into his pile of clothes. "But thank you. Even if I don't think I'm 'pretty'."
Katee was all ready with a smart answer, but then Ace took his underwear off and she honestly forgot how to speak for a second. She swallowed hard, dragging her eyes up from his groin, face looking a little flushed. “Handsome, then,” she managed, trying to claw back some kind of normality. Seriously, did everyone go non-verbal when they were confronted with hot, naked boyfriends? Or was she just really lucky?
He laughed lightly as he moved to turn off the water for the tub which was now filled enough for the both of them. "Come on, cupcake, your turn," he said, eyes moving over her face. "I can't be the only naked one ready for a bath after all." It was still ego boosting the way that she looked at him, flushing that cute little way she did.
Katee tugged her pj top off, pinning her ponytail up out of the way before she slid her panties off. She was too ill to think about doing it sexily - she just wanted to be in the bath as soon as possible. “You first,” she said, grinning. “Then I get cuddles.” Because cuddling into him was much nicer than leaning against the cold edge of the tub.
Ace nodded a little and stepped into the tub, settling against one end of it so she could curl against him. She might not have been thinking about taking her clothes off sexily but it didn't matter. She always did just about everything sexily whether she was trying or not. "Alright, sicky," he smiled. "Come cuddle."
Katee stepped into the tub, lying back against him, her head on his shoulder. She sighed softly, then coughed. Yeah, deep breaths weren’t really an option right now. “This is why I hate retail,” she grumbled. “Every year, I get every bug going.” And it always seemed to be her rather than any other member of staff. No matter how many vitamins she took and orange juice she drank, she always got sick. It sucked.
Ace felt for the girl. She was obviously feeling more than under the weather and he sighed gently, letting his fingers slide over her shoulders to her arms and back up to her shoulders. He began to gently massage the girl, hoping that would help her relax a little bit. "Well I promise to come bearing chicken soup every time you're sick," he smiled. "And bubble bath cuddles." It wasn't like it was a hardship, after all.
Katee hummed softly as he began to rub her shoulders, leaning back more heavily against him. If Ace was this sweet every time she was sick, she didn’t think she’d mind so much. “That works for me,” she murmured, smiling. She settled down a little, sitting between his legs, her hands on his thighs just above the knee. She stroked his legs slowly, in time with the movements of his hands on her shoulders, closing her eyes as she relaxed, let herself drift and enjoy the massage.
He smiled as she seemed to relax a little. Gently he kissed her temple, smiling softly against her skin. This was why he liked her as much as he did already. She was sweet and gentle and even when they weren't doing anything more than sitting in a bathtub he was having the best time of his life. He could fall for this girl, he knew. If he was being honest, he was already falling for her. Hard and fast and surprisingly. It was a good feeling. The best he could remember. It had been a long time since he'd felt something like this, if he'd ever really felt it at all. "Do I get to tuck you in?" he asked after a long moment.
“You get to stay,” Katee corrected softly. “If you don’t have to go anywhere?” She tilted her head to look up at him, hopefully. Her hands slid up his thighs a little, stroking his skin gently, teasing just a little. Yeah, Katee might not be in the mood to just pounce him and have her wicked way with him, but naked Ace was pretty much guaranteed to always get her attention, even when she was sick.
"Of course I'll stay," he told her. "Like I'd refuse cuddling with my best girl all night? Not gonna happen. I don't have to be anywhere til late morning so I'll stay," he murmured. His bed felt cold now when she wasn't in it and any chance he got to curl up with the girl was going to be taken.
Katee had Saturdays off, so she’d gladly curl up with him for the whole morning, too. She turned a little in his arms, kissing his cheek, nuzzling softly as she slid an arm around his neck. It was awkward, but she wanted proper cuddles, damnit. “Thank you for coming over and looking after me,” she murmured, leaning her head against his shoulder, her face pressed to his throat. It meant a lot, that he cared enough to look after her, even when she was all sick and gross.
"You're welcome," he told her, gently running his fingers over her back, holding her body against his own. It was more than a little difficult not to just kiss her and he was quickly losing his resolve to not press his lips to hers. "I think I'm about ready to give up not getting sick and just chance it," he told her with a little chuckle.
“Your choice,” she murmured, smiling. “I’m not gonna complain if you wanna give me kisses.” They’d have to be brief, considering she couldn’t actually breathe through her nose, but it was still better than nothing. And she’d never turn down the chance to kiss him. She slid her arms around his shoulders, curled up in his lap, the warm water lapping at their bodies. The bubble bath had loosened her chest a little, made it easier to breathe, but she was still pretty stuffed up.
"Well if it's my choice," he said, smiling a little at the girl as he cupped her cheek and leaned in for a gentle kiss. He didn't linger too long because he knew the girl could hardly breathe through her nose. "Yeah," he murmured. "Worth getting sick for."
“And if you do, I can look after you,” she pointed out, stroking the nape of his neck, smiling softly. He really was adorable. And the kisses and soft touches were worth struggling to breathe for. Definitely worth it. She shifted, straddling his lap, facing him now. She wanted proper kisses, damnit. If he was gonna risk getting sick, she might as well get the benefit. She kissed him slowly, breaking off to breathe every so often, her hands stroking his shoulders.
"Mhm," he agreed softly, letting his hands slide over her hips and around her waist when she shifted to straddle him. Yeah, he liked this position. But he liked any position with her naked and touching him really. Ace returned the kisses, gently nipping at her lower lip as his eyes opened again to catch hers. "I think you keep getting more delicious," he commented before kissing her again.
Katee laughed softly, turning her head to cough away from his face, snuggling in tighter against him. “Even when I’m all phlegmy and gross?” She teased, leaning in to kiss him again. She ran her hands through his hair, pushing it back from his face, running her fingertips down the sides of his face, over the curve of his jaw, down his neck. He really was stupidly pretty. It just wasn’t fair. Not that she was complaining really, as long as she got to stare at him all day. And touch him. She wasn’t sleepy yet, but going to bed and cuddling up with him sounded like utter perfection right now. She had a laptop - they could always watch a movie or something.
"Even then," he assured her. It didn't matter that she was sick and he'd keep kissing her even if she had the plague. His hands slid up her back to her shoulder blades, gently resting over top of them. "With all these kisses I might definitely need to be loved on in a day or two when I catch your illness," he smirked.
“I think I can do that,” she murmured, grinning. She shivered as his hands slid up her back, warm and comforting. She wasn’t turned on at all, even sitting naked in Ace’s lap, but it didn’t matter. Right now she just wanted comfort and kisses and cuddles from her boyfriend. “Wanna get all warm and cosy in bed with me?” She smiled. “We could watch a movie or something.” It was either that or the couch. Bed meant that they didn’t have to move if she passed out, though.
He wasn't turned on yet either. Partially because he knew that they couldn't really do much about it. Katee was sick, after all. At her question, he nodded. "Mhm," he said, nodding a little. "Let's get you to bed, cupcake," he said, helping her to get up from his lap so they could both climb out of the tub.
Katee climbed out of the tub, wrapping her biggest, softest, fluffiest towel around herself before finding another one for Ace. She was glad she hadn’t gotten her hair wet - she really wasn’t in the mood for using a hairdryer. She dried herself off quickly, getting back into her pjs and cosy socks, hoping that Ace wasn’t going to get all the way dressed again. Naked Ace definitely made her feel better.
Ace didn't get fully dressed when he'd toweled off. He just pulled his boxerbriefs on, more for himself than for her. He didn't want to tempt himself into taking advantage of a poor sick girl. That just wasn't right after all. Once that was done, he swooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom, laying her beneath the blankets and making sure she was comfortable. "Want me to grab you a glass of juice?" he offered.
She giggled softly as he lifted her, wrapping her arms around his neck and cuddling close. She snuggled down under the covers, shaking her head. “I heated up some water for a cup of tea before you got here...would you mind making me a cup?” Hot tea with a slice of lemon, and a pot of honey sitting beside the mug. She pulled her laptop onto her lap, booting it up and scrolling through to find a nice, easy film to watch. Hopefully he didn’t mind watching something a little silly. She reverted to being a kid when she was sick, watching films she’d loved when she was a kid - and today she was in the mood to watch Neverending Story. Queueing it up on the laptop, she snuggled down under the covers again, waiting for him to get back from the kitchen.
He stole a kiss before heading into the kitchen, returning with her cup of tea, the lemon and the little pot of honey. Setting it on the bedside table, he got into the bed with her and slipped his arm around her shoulder. "What are we watching?" he questioned. He didn't really mind what she'd picked. She was sick, she got to make the decisions.
“Neverending Story, if that’s ok?” She murmured, picking up the cup and pouring in a generous amount of honey, stirring it slowly. Even just sniffing the steam from the tea made her feel better. She cuddled in against him, the laptop resting on the bed beside him. Sighing happily, she leaned her head against his shoulder. “Thank you for coming over,” she said. “Feels so much better, having you to cuddle.”
Ace shook his head a little and kissed the top of her head. "Not even a problem," he promised her. "I'm getting used to having you to curl up against. You're spoiling me with your soft, warm body," he grinned, which was true. It wasn't a complaint of course. He'd gladly lay with her every single night if he could get away with it.
She sipped her tea, smiling at the compliment, and the soft kiss to the top of her head. He was adorable, and she was feeling far better now than she had before he’d walked through the door. Looked like a little TLC was all she needed. She wasn’t even really watching the film, more wrapped up in the feel of him, the soft rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. “Did you have dinner?” She asked softly, managing not to cough. “You should eat, if you haven’t.” Just because she wasn’t hungry - the soup had been enough - didn’t mean he had to starve, after all.
"I grabbed something before I finished work," he promised her. It was sweet that she was worrying about him though and it made him smile broadly at her. "I'm supposed to be taking care of you, remember?" he murmured.
“I know,” she breathed, draining the rest of her mug and setting it aside. She wanted to cuddle him, properly, and it was just getting in the way. She curled in towards him, careful not to dislodge the laptop, sliding her arms around his waist, her cheek pressed against his shoulder. “Mmm, you’re all warm,” she breathed, wriggling a little, happily.
"Warm and at your service," he murmured, fingertips gently sliding over her shoulder. "Are you feeling any better?" he asked her, hoping that the soup had helped, even just a little bit. He wanted her to feel better and not be miserable.
She nodded, smiling. “Little bit, yeah.” She sighed, wishing she felt like wearing sexy pjs, rather than the oversized flannel decorated with fried eggs and bacon that she was wearing right now. She was pretty much the opposite of sexy. “Soup helped,” she murmured, nuzzling in close. “And the bath. And the hugs and kisses. Mostly the hugs and kisses.” She kissed his bare chest, stroking his back slowly.
"Good," he told her, nudging her chin upwards and gently kissing her again. "Guess I'll have to keep giving you kisses til you're not sick anymore," he smiled. "Nah, I'll have to keep giving you kisses for the rest of forever." Which sounded pretty damned good to Ace. He could kiss her today and every day after it if she allowed it. He certainly had no intentions of going anywhere anytime soon.
Katee kissed him softly, again and again, the kisses brief by neccessity. She stroked his warm skin, soft brushes of her fingers over his chest, pressing her body against his. He’d made her feel a hell of a lot better, and now she was finally noticing the gorgeous, mostly-naked man in her bed. “Hmmm,” she breathed, smiling softly. “Now, how am I gonna make it up to you?” She stroked the dip between his pecs, slid her hand up to play with his hair, curling softly at the nape of his neck from the moisture of the bath they’d shared.
He grinned at her and shook his head. "You don't have to make it up to me," he told her. "But I'm not going to stop you if you're wanting to return me some kisses," he smirked. "I'll take all the kisses that I can get." Yeah, getting sick wasn't really going to bother him. It was a price he'd gladly pay.
“Definitely lots more kisses,” she said, nodding firmly. Kisses were good. Kisses were definitely something she’d like more of. She slid her hand down his back, slowly, over the curve of his arse and squeezed. And yeah, she was grinning shamelessly. Blushing, a little, but grinning. “Mmm, I think I like you playing nursemaid,” she murmured.
Ace smirked a little when she gripped his ass. "Someone's getting frisky," he commented, leaning in to catch her lips in another kiss, forgetting about the movie at the moment. Far more interested in the way that she felt and tasted to care about what was going on on the screen.
“Mhmmm...” Katee murmured, kissing him again. “Told you I was feeling better.” Mostly because she wanted to feel him, wanted to distract from how much she felt like ass. So she’d feel his, instead. That seemed to be working for both of them. “Still kind of like crappy, but yeah. Better enough that I think you should distract me some more.” She grinned.
"You're so bad," he told her, catching her lower lip with his teeth and giving it a tug. "You know," he commented, smirk firmly in place on his lips. "I hear that orgasms are good for getting rid of illnesses." It was bullshit and he knew it, the grin on his face said it was just a tease, but it was still funny. "Maybe you should let me really make you better," he breathed, leaning in to kiss her again, then trailing his lips to her earlobe. He nipped the bit of flesh and smirked again. "Besides, if I'm making you feel better, the least I can do is make all of you feel better."
“You love it,” she replied to his comment about being bad, smirking back at him. She slid her leg out from under the covers, shutting the laptop with her foot, hoping neither of them kicked it off the bed. “Mmmm, that sounds good to me,” she murmured huskily. “Besides, raising my body temp’s a good thing, right? Burn out the cold?” Yeah, she was talking crap. Like either of them cared.
He chuckled a little and took a moment to reach for the laptop, setting it on the side table and out of the way just in case. "Maybe I'll just go down on you until you've orgasmed so many times that you can't see straight." Sounded like a good idea to him. "That cold won't stand a chance."
She drew a shaky breath, a little too deep, contorting away from him as she tried not to cough all over him. Damnit, she hated being sick. “That...that sounds good,” she murmured, when she had breath enough to speak. She shimmied out of her pyjama pants, grabbing him by the nape of his neck and kissing him slowly, fiercely. “Just as long as you promise to fuck me after,” she whispered.
Well he couldn't argue with a request like that. "Well since you put it that way," he smirked, guiding her to lay back on the bed and hooking his fingers into the waistband of her panties, dragging them down and tossing them aside. "I suppose we can work something out." He began to kiss slowly up her inner thighs, parting her legs enough to settle between them. "But torturing you first is a must," he smirked.
“Torturing?” She pouted just a little. “No, no torturing. I’m too ill to be tortured...” She pouted, tugging up her pyjama top, pulling it over her head and tossing it aside. She was already warmer, her temperature already picking up under his touches. She slid her hand into his hair, petting him gently, marvelling once again at just how she’d ended up with such a sweet, caring boyfriend.
"It'll be a good torture," he promised her, smirking up at the girl as he kissed along the inside of her thigh and upwards, eyes on her face with each teasing inch his mouth traveled. "You're all warm, cupcake," he whispered, grinning up at the girl. God she was beautiful. So exotic looking with her soft features. Ace found it difficult to get enough of the woman.
“Good torture?” Katee grinned back, wriggling a little as he kissed his way up her thigh. “Is that even a thing?” She coughed gently, her hand still in his hair, sliding through dark strands. She couldn’t get enough of Ace, even when she was feeling like complete ass. His soft kisses against her skin made her shiver, thighs sliding wider apart, leaving him more room. She was already wet, the anticipation making her gut tighten, her eyes wide as she looked down at him.
His expression softened a bit when she coughed, feeling a little bad that he was so interested in going down on her when she wasn't feeling well. She didn't, however, seem to mind too much so he didn't say anything about it. Instead he slid his mouth to the juncture of her thighs and pressed a soft opened mouthed kiss against her soft flesh. God she was hot. So hot he could feel the warmth coming off of her skin against his mouth.
Katee moaned softly, her fingers tightening in his hair as he teased her. “Ace,” she breathed, letting her eyes close, letting herself just relax into the feel of his mouth on her, his hands on her thighs. She rolled her hips up, a wordless plea for more touches, more of his mouth on her. Torturing was all very well and good, but she just wanted to feel him, wanted to forget about being ill.
Ace let out a soft groan against her skin, giving up on teasing her because she was too hot, too wet and too fucking sweet and delicious for him to have the resolve to hold back any longer. He leaned in a bit more and rolled his tongue along her slit, upwards until he could flick it teasingly over her clit. Catching the bit of flesh between his lips, he sucked it, his tongue lightly fluttering over it as he did so. His eyes were on her pretty face, watching closely for what she liked, still learning her body day by day.
Katee groaned, the sound husky and rough and immediately followed by a soft cough. She couldn’t even enjoy herself without her being sick getting in the way. She rolled her hips up eagerly against his mouth, her fingers stroking through his hair, again and again, relaxing into the wicked laps of his tongue.
Ace hated that she was sick, that she couldn't fully enjoy this without a little cough or two. He was content to get her off and let her rest. They could have sex anytime. It wasn't fair, no matter how much he wanted her, to hope for sex when she wasn't feeling well. But that could be decided later. He focused on her body, sliding his hands beneath her enough to tip her hips slightly so his tongue could plunge inside of her.
Katee shivered, enjoying the feel of his tongue against her, but missing his warmth, his arms around her. She gently tugged on his hair, pulling him away from her clit with a soft sigh. “C’mere,” she murmured, encouraging him to move up the bed, reaching between them to palm his cock through his boxers. “I’m gonna wipe out after I come,” she admitted, already looking a little bleary-eyed. “Wanna feel you inside me.” She was flushed with fever and embarrassment both, still not quite used to talking in such frank terms about sex.
The little flush on her cheeks was adorable and he leaned in to kiss her once he was maneuvered up the bed. She was beautiful enough without the flush, but it made her all the more gorgeous to Ace. Gently he slid his fingers over her cheek as he shifted a little, rocking his hips against her hand. He wasn't going to refuse a request like that. "Only if you're sure you're up for it," he breathed, giving her a bit of a way out. "I'll understand if you're too sick, cupcake," he promised her, kissing her once again.
Katee pushed his boxers down, rather than reply verbally. “Condom?” She asked, nodding towards the box on her nightstand, just out of her reach. She busied herself with touching him, running her hands over his chest, his shoulders, down over the curve of his ass, pulling him closer to her. She still felt like shit, but having him pressed against her helped, made her forget about coughing. And being a little breathless because Ace was lying against her was far preferable to being breathless because she’d coughed.
It was hard to deny her when she was teasing him like that, her fingers feeling spectacular against his skin. He reached over to collect a condom, tearing the package open with his teeth and slowly sliding the sheath in place. He didn't bother getting rid of his boxers just yet, letting them stay pushed down around his knees. He caught her lips in a gentle little kiss as he slowly positioned himself, not wanting to tease her - or himself - any longer. He pressed inside of her with a low groan, eyes fluttering open as he pulled back from the kiss to look at her pretty face.
Wrapping her legs around his hips, Katee gasped as he slowly pushed into her. She was relaxed, from the bath and from his mouth on her, but she still felt stretched wide, felt like he was gonna tear her apart. It wasn’t painful, but it also wasn’t far off. They’d never had sex without him making her come at least once before - and now she could see why. “God,” she groaned, shifting under him, her body slowly growing used to the feel of him inside her. “I forgot how big you were. How could I forget that?” She grinned a little, pressing the back of her hand against her mouth as she coughed gently.
He smirked a little, flushing slightly though it barely showed on his tanned cheeks. Sliding his lips over her collarbone to her neck, he slipped his hand up her hip to her waist and gently kissed her neck just beneath her ear. "I'm not big, you're just tight," he whispered.
“Big,” Katee argued, nuzzling his cheek, running her hands through his hair. She tugged gently until he pulled back enough for her to kiss him, her hips rising to meet his as he thrust slowly. “Feels good, though,” she assured him, nipping gently on his lower lip, looking up into his eyes. He really was gorgeous. Every time she thought she got used to it, he looked at her a little differently, or smiled, and she was left speechless all over again.
He didn't argue further with her, not feeling the need. There were more important things to do at the moment, like keep kissing her and looking into those pretty eyes she had. "You're so beautiful," he murmured. Every inch of her was exquisite as far as Ace was concerned. He leaned in to kiss her again, One hand sliding over her cheek, keeping the kiss soft and light just in case she needed to cough, knowing she couldn't breathe all that well at the moment. "Gonna take care of me when you give me your plague?" he teased, grinning broadly at the woman.
Katee flushed a little. She really didn’t look her best right now - her nose was red, she wasn’t wearing any makeup, her hair was a mess. Still, Ace wanted her enough to have sex with her, apparently. It was a bit of an ego boost. “So are you,” she replied, a little hoarsely. “I mean handsome, not beautiful.” She didn’t think he’d take kindly to being called beautiful, even if it was true. There was a reason she kept quoting Rachel from Friends at everyone. “And yeah, duh.” She grinned, just a little. “I gave it to you, I’m gonna have to.”
He always thought she was beautiful. Even with her sickness taking it's toll on her features, making her nose a little more red than usual and making her cough and generally feel cruddy. She was still gorgeous. He'd yet to understand how he'd ended up with someone so damned beautiful, but he was counting his lucky stars and hoping she never wised up. "Glad you think so," he murmured, leaning in for another little kiss. His hips continued to move slowly, wanting to draw this out for her, to make her feel good for as long as he possibly could.
Her smile softened, less of a smirk as she stroked her fingers through his hair, held him close. She wrapped one leg around him, her skin warmer now, face flushed with heat as well as sickness. “You’re gorgeous,” she murmured huskily, tilting her chin up just enough to kiss him softly, briefly. “Don’t know how I lucked out and got you to go out with me, but I’m not complaining.”
Ace smiled at her, a little bit brighter, letting it slide off of his face only briefly when he kissed her. "Guess we're both lucky," he whispered. "But I'm not complaining either." Why would he? He'd be ridiculous to complain about the best thing to happen to him in forever.
Katee cupped his cheek, looking at him for a long moment, almost drinking in the sight of him. She moved her hips gently, meeting his slow thrusts, happy to keep this pace for as long as he could hold back. It was far more intimate, far more exhilarating, than just rushing headfirst towards orgasm. She felt naked under his gaze, like he was stripping away her skin, seeing deep inside her. And if she said that out loud, or heard someone else say it, she’d probably die of embarrassment, or think it was lame. But she was falling for Ace, whether she was willing to admit it or not, and he saw a side of her that no one else ever did.
It was much more intimate indeed. He wanted her to truly feel cherished and loved because she was. Even if he hadn't said the words just yet, Ace knew that he cared deeply for the woman. More deeply than he had for any other woman in his life. He ducked his head enough to catch her neck in soft little kisses towards her ear. "My sweet little cupcake," he whispered, smirking a little against her skin.
Giggling softly, Katee tilted her head to the side, her eyes drifting close as he kissed her neck. “Mmmm,” she hummed softly, agreeing. “All yours.” She’d given him things no one else had ever had, and he just kept reminding her exactly why she was head over heels for him. Today hadn’t helped her resolve to not say the ‘l’ word for a few weeks, at least. She was close to blurting it out now, but she didn’t want to ruin the moment, or scare him off.
It wouldn't have ruined the moment, nor would it have scared Ace away. He was close, if not already there, himself. He knew that Katee had given herself to him in a way she'd not given anyone else and that was more indicative of how she felt even if she'd yet to tell him she loved him. He knew that he had no intentions of going anywhere anytime soon. Katee was too amazing and too perfect for him to even consider it. "Mine," he agreed as he trailed kisses over her throat to the other side of her head. "Mine all mine."
Katee squirmed softly, laughing as his soft kisses tickled her slightly, his hair brushing her nose. Of course, that made her need to cough. She covered her mouth with her hand, muscles clenching as she coughed. She groaned softly, burying her face against his shoulder, wrapping legs and arms more tightly around him. “Being ill sucks,” she rasped, wriggling a little under him, arching her hips up against his. “Make me forget?”
Ace groaned as her muscles spasmed around his cock, clenching tightly and making the whole thing way more sexy than it likely should have been. "Fuck," he whispered, his hand sliding up her hip, his other wrapping around her body, leaning down to pull himself closer to her. "Coughing is actually pretty fucking awesome," he admitted as he picked up the pace just a little, the force behind each thrust increasing bit by bit. He wanted her to feel better and he couldn't think of anything better than an orgasm and cuddling her until morning.
Katee gasped raggedly as he thrust harder, that low curse far hotter than it had any right to be. She grinned as he picked up the pace, amused that her coughing was turning him on. Or at least, that it felt good for him. Maybe it wasn’t so bad, after all. “Glad someone’s enjoying it,” she remarked hoarsely, her fingers stroking his hair back from his face, sinking her teeth into her lower lip as she arched under him, shyly sliding a hand down to touch herself, moaning at the added stimulation.
Her hand sliding down between them turned him on even more. He groaned, arching his own body slightly as he pressed a bit more roughly against her with each thrust. "God," he whispered. "That's hot," he admitted, leaning down to catch her lips in a little kiss. He nipped at her lower lip, giving it a bit of a tug as he groaned again. "So damn hot."
“Fire elemental, remember?” Katee teased, hips rising to meet his, her fingers teasing at her clit, making her shudder. She couldn’t help but cough again, forehead pressed against his shoulder as she fought for breath, her muscles clenching tight around his cock, spasming briefly. “God, Ace,” she groaned, horny and tired and achey all at once. Coming felt like a challenge, felt like she had to concentrate twice as much as normal. She closed her eyes, stroking her clit, feeling the base of his cock rubbing against her fingers as they slipped a little lower.
The cough tightened her muscles again and he nearly came from the vice grip feeling alone. "Katee," he whispered, biting his lower lip to keep himself from falling before she did. Her fingertips against his cock, barely even brushing here and there were adding more and more pleasure with each stroke he made into her. "So close," he whispered, letting his hand slide up from her hip to cup her breast, thumb flicking over her nipple. "Come for me, pretty baby."
Katee frowned, letting out a soft whimper as she arched into his touches, her fingers working faster, rubbing her clit, sweat beading between her breasts, in the hollow of her throat. Her orgasm crashed over her almost without warning, Katee groaning Ace’s name as she shuddered, a flicker of fire in her palms as she pulled them away from their bodies, scared of burning either one of them.
As if she wasn't already hot enough. He could feel the warmth coming off of her palms even before she pulled them away. He continued to rut against her until he came with a low growling sort of noise. He spilled into the condom between them, his head falling back on his shoulders as his body arched with the climax. Her name was on his lips as he gave a few more thrusts before finally collapsing. He mustered up as much strength as he could in that moment and wrapped his arms around her, rolling their bodies over so she was above him. He didn't need to crush her when she was sick. Letting his fingers slide through her hair, he caught her lips in a gentle kiss. "I can't get enough of you," he whispered.
Katee shifted, groaning softly as he slid free of her, making a face at the slick feeling of the condom against her thigh. She grabbed some tissues from the bedside table, cleaning them both up and tossing the bundle of tissues and condoms into the trash. There. Now she could collapse guilt-free. She rolled back into his arms, snuggling close, pressing her face to his shoulder. “Me neither,” she admitted, her voice a soft whisper. “I love-the way you feel.” She quickly corrected herself, barely stumbling over the words as she stopped herself saying what she desperately wanted to.
Ace arched a brow slightly at her words, noting the way that she paused, stumbling over the words a little as if she'd wanted to say something else. He didn't comment on it though, not wanting to force the topic or embarrass her. "I love the way you feel too," he told her. "I love everything about you." Including her in general though he didn't want to frighten her away by saying as much.
Katee smiled, nuzzling a little closer, sleepy and warm and content. “Mmm, thank you,” she breathed. “For coming over and looking after me. Best boyfriend ever.” And really, she was going to need to make him a medal or something. He’d gone above and beyond, looking after her. “You’re so good to me.”
"You're welcome," he murmured, kissing her once more and letting his fingers run through her hair. "Now you should get some rest," he breathed. "Want me to stay?"
Nodding, Katee sighed. “Yeah. Stay the night,” she murmured sleepily, closing her eyes. She’d keep him here as long as he’d let her. However long that might be.