liewithme (liewithme) wrote in supernextdoor, @ 2012-03-26 11:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | 09.28.11, dante, dante and ophelia, ophelia |
Always and forever
Who: Ophelia and Dante
What: Comforting and nakedness
When: Wednesday Evening
Where: Their home
Warnings: Do I really need to say it? NSFW
Ophelia had texted Dante about halfway through his final shift as a police officer and let him know that Joshua had decided that the rest of his family were horrible people who'd turned on him and the cause and had fled the city like a douche. Dante hadn't known what to say, but he promised her that he'd be home soon and thankfully he didn't have that late a shift to work. He'd bought her a bracelet not long ago, but he hadn't given it to her yet, now seemed like the perfect time to do just that so once he'd had his shower and they'd finished up dinner, he headed to the bedroom to find the wooden bracelet box he'd hidden in his sox drawer.
He returned to the living room and found Ophelia on the sofa. She was trying to be strong and pretend like she didn't care that Josh had run out of her family, but Dante knew better. Leaning over the back of the sofa, he wrapped one arm around her shoulders and pressed a kiss to her temple. The other hand snaked around to show her the box. "This is for you." he told her with a little smile.
Ophelia had been internally fuming all night. Josh had just left. Turned on them and abandoned them. This never would have happened if their parents were still alive. Her life had changed so much in such a short time and she was finally settling down when her brother had to pull this shit. She had half a mind to hunt him down just to kick his ass. Of course, it would accomplish nothing so it was pointless to even dwell on it. SHe had gone through the motions of dinner but she was so angry she wasn't much company. She was seething o the couch wehn Dante came into the living room.
She blinked a bit when he placed the box in front of her and accepted it, looking at it curiously. She had never gotten a gift of jewelry before but she knew what kind of box it was. Carefully she opened up the box and bit her lower lip as her eyes took in the beautiful bracelet. "Oh Dante..." she breathed, quickly taking the bracelet out and putting it on her wrist. She admired it, her eyes shining as she smiled. "It's....amazing...." she murmured softly, looking up at him. "Thank you..."
Well that had certainly been a good reaction and the smile on his face said as much as he moved around the sofa and settled in beside her. Slipping his arm around her shoulders, he pulled her in closer to him and pressed his lips against the top of her head. "You're welcome." he said softly. "I'm sorry about your brother and I wish there was something I could do to make him stop being such an asshat, but I'm here for you." he promised her. "So if you want to yell and scream and break everything in the house, you go ahead and do it, baby, but you can't keep holding all of this in or you're going to explode."
Ophelia let out a sigh and snuggled against Dante. He was right. She was wound up tight, barely holding on to her temper. "Maybe you could fuck it out of me." she said jokingly with a smile, her dark eyes dancing.
That got a smirk and a little chuckle from the man. "Well far be it for me to sway you." he teased. "For what it's worth, it's him missing out, not you. He'll come around and if he doesn't, he's a dumbass." Perhaps downing her brother wasn't the best idea, but as far as Dante was concerned, anyone who ran out on Ophelia wasn't worth her time. "Come 'ere." he said softly as he pulled her onto his lap. "How are the boys taking all this?"
She curled up in his lap, nuzzling him gently as she wrapped her arms around him. "Drinking, most likely....but they'll stick together." she said. The twins always did, which Ophelia was grateful for. "I'll be alright."
Dante's own arms found their way around Ophelia's body and he let his eyes flick up to meet hers. "Should we be drinking?" he asked her with a tiny smile. "Might help take the edge off for you."
Ophelia shook her head. "Nah, I don't need to drink...I'll just drown myself in you." she murmured before kissing him softly. She had been drinking less and didn't want to fall back into habits like that again. She was starting a new life.
He had no qualms with her drowning herself in him. Kissing her back, he gently nipped at her lower lip and let out a soft little groan of approval. "I like the sound of that." he murmured against her lips as his hands slid over the small of her back and then followed the line of her body to come to rest on the curve of her ass. "Bedroom?" he asked her as his eyes once more met hers.
She planned on drowning in him for hours so it would be good to be comfortable. "Bedroom." she murmured softly, her fingers running through his hair to tilt his head back. She then began nipping at his neck.
He gladly tipped his head back and let her tease her teeth across his flesh for a brief moment. He knew, however, if he kept sitting there they'd never get to the bedroom so he gripped her backside a bit more tightly and lifted her from the sofa. As he carried her through the house to their bedroom, his own lips found her neck, ghosting over her skin with little kisses and tiny nips.
Ophelia wrapped her legs around his waist as he lifted her up, feeling already just how much he wanted her. She loved that he desired her as much as she did him. Ophelia never thought she could feel this way but here she was, completely in love and mated to a were. She really didn't want her life any other way. Soft moans slipped from her mouth as his lips and teeth moved over her neck and she rubbed her hips against his as he carried her to the bedroom.
Dante always wanted Ophelia. He was honestly surprised that he wasn't in a constant state of arousal just because of the mere thought of his mate. When he was in the same room with her, it was damn near impossible not to think about doing all sorts of terribly naughty things to her. Once they reached the bedroom, he pushed the door closed with one foot and moved to the bed, laying her out on the mattress and stealing one more kiss before he pulled back and began to unbutton his shirt.
She smiled up at him as he lay her on the bed, her eyes following his fingers as he undid the buttons of his shirt. "Have I mentioned how sexy you are in button down shirts?" she asked as she took off her tshirt and tossed it to the side. "I mean really. I can't wait to see you in a suit. I'm going to miss the cop uniform a little, though." she said with a giggle, undoing the button of her jeans and slowly pulling the zipper down.
"Guess I'll have to make sure I'm in a button down shirt more often." he said with a grin as she shrugged out of the shirt and tossed it aside. "And I dunno about suits." he chuckled. "I don't think I've been in one since my cousin's wedding." he admitted. He figured he'd eventually be in a suit again, but he wasn't sure how soon that would happen. Still, if Ophelia wanted it, he was sure to comply.
She chuckled, leaning up and licking up his firm, muscled chest. "I'll get you in a suit." she all but purred, coming to his neck and nipping him. "And then I'll get you out of it."
That had that grin only she could get from him sliding over his lips. "You're making a suit sound pretty awesome." he told her, unfastening his belt and pulling it through the loops of his jeans. "Makes me want to go out and buy one."
Ophelia reached down, her deft fingers undoing his jeans swiftly, her hand sliding into his pants to stroke his erection. "I think you can wait to buy the suit right now." she said before nipping at his neck again.
"I doubt I'd be able to walk away from those fingers right now anyway." he murmured, pressing his hips against her touch as his hands moved to the waistband of his jeans to push them down over his hips. He did the same with his boxers, letting them pool around his ankles and freeing himself from the confines of the fabric. He had no intentions of going shopping at that moment, not when she was doing everything in her power to torment him so deliciously.
Ophelia grinned at him, letting her hand slide off of him as he became completely nude. She laid back, slipping out of her jeans and panties. She too quickly removed her bra and tossed it to the side. "Good. We can go shopping tomorrow." Maybe fuck in the dressing room. That would be fun.
While she leaned back, he removed his shoes and socks and stepped out of the rest of his clothes. While he didn't really like to shop - what man really did? - he wouldn't mind going with her. He crawled into the bed with his lover and slipped his arm around her waist, pulling her body easily against his own. "You're probably the only person that would ever be able to get me to go shopping." he grinned.
She smirked as he pulled her against him, a thrill going through her as their skin touched. "I'll make it worth it, trust me." she said, running her hands over him. "And just think of all the fun things we can do with a tie."
That had a grin sliding more broadly over his lips as his hand came up to brush her hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ear. "Mmm... I have ideas being strummed up already." he murmured as he leaned in to catch her mouth with his own.
Ophelia kissed him back with a soft moaned, her hips rolling forward. She really couldn't get enough of him. She was glad they were getting the pub going together. She needed him close just to be close.
Dante had never been so happy in his entire life. He shifted their bodies, rolling the both of them over so she was beneath him and caught one of her legs at the thigh, urging it up a bit higher on his hip. He ached to just bury himself inside of her, but for now he let his lips find her neck, slowly trailing kisses along her skin.
She giggled happily as he rolled them over as she thought he would take her then and end this ache, but he didn't. She moaned, her back arching as he kissed along her neck. "Always gotta torture me, huh baby?" she breathed, her hands running down his back.
"It's only torture if you don't like it." he whispered. He let a hand slide between her breasts and down over her stomach to dip between their bodies and tease her folds apart, fingers ghosting over her entrance. "And you like it a lot." he murmured as his mouth found hers, lips parting and his teeth catching her lower lip and giving it a tug.
Ophelia let out a frustrated moan, her hips writhing as he toyed with her. She was so aroused, so hot for him, it was insane. She gripped his shoulders, digging her nails in as she attacked his lips with her own.
She was most definitely hot, dripping wet with her ache for him. Sliding his hand away from her, he gave himself a single stroke as he positioned his cock against her and pushed inside that dripping heat. "So fucking sexy." he whispered. "So dripping wet..."
She let out a moan of pleasure as he entered her, her fingers burying themselves in his hair. "Only for you, baby..." she breathed, grinding her hips against his. "Goddammit, you have the biggest fucking cock, I swear..."
"Flattery will get you everywhere, Ophelia." he whispered, his voice taking on a sort of growl-like quality. "Guess it's a good thing you're so wet." he breathed out against her mouth. "I'd never fit otherwise and wouldn't that be a shame?" he smirked.
Ophelia moaned again at the growl in his voice. It was so fucking sexy it drove her insane. "A damn shame." she said breathlessly. "Of course, you make it easy to get wet considering how insanely sexy you are."
"You have no idea how sexy you are to me..." he whispered. "When I walk in the door, I can smell you and just the flicker of a thought of being inside of you has me aching for you from that second until I can have you." he admitted as he tugged her lower lip once more. "I don't know how I have the willpower not to pounce on you as soon as I come home." he breathed. He ached for her in ways so much stronger than anything he'd ever felt before.
She panted as she moved her hips, his words making her heart ache. "Baby, you can pounce me the second you get home...I spend every waking moment just wanting to be with you..." It was rare for her to talk so openly about her feelings, but she loved him so much and wanted him to know that. It was forever for her as much as it was for him.
"I want you even when you're not around..." he told her. "I'll be sitting in the car and catch the faintest trace of your scent in the air and it's like you're right beside me." he murmured, slowly rocking his hips a bit more forcefully against hers. "I feel you in every fiber of me.." he groaned. "Every second of every day."
Ophelia was losing the ability to speak with every hard thrust he made into her. She clung to him, crying out in pleasure and saying the only thing she could. "I love you!" she gasped, feeling herself getting so close to that edge.
Hearing those three little words from her, knowing that they were the truest form of emotion she could give him hurt his heart in such a wonderful, exquisite way. "I love you..." he breathed in return, grinding his body against hers, dancing on the edge of his own release. His hands came up to her face, cupping her cheeks as he leaned in to kiss her. "I love you more than anything in the world." he breathed, the words barely escaping his lips as a groan chased after them. "Damn, baby..." he growled. "So close..."
She was just as close and it only took a few more forceful thrusts from him before she was toppling over the edge. Ophelia cried out, her back arching sharply as she came hard, her sex tightening around him as pleasure swept through her entire body. "Oh Dante!"
Dante growled out as his body tensed, pushed over the edge by her climax. His hips rocked against hers, plunging him as deeply inside of her as he could go and he filled her up with his sticky, hot seed. He could hardly think as his head felt a bit like it was swimming. He managed not to topple completely over her and held his weight as best as he could as his head came to rest against her shoulder, breathing in the moment and listening to the sound of her fluttering heart. "I love you..." he whispered. "So much."
Ophelia panted heavily as the pleasure of her climax waned and the afterglow settled in. Her arms slid around him and even as she gently moved him to his side so he didn't have to bear his weight, she went with him, keeping him inside of her. She wasn't ready to part from him yet. "I love you too....Forever..."
He let his hand slide over her thigh, pulling it a bit higher on his hip to keep himself inside of her still twitching heat. "Forever sounds pretty perfect to me..." he whispered. "I never thought I'd be happy about what happened with my ex, but I am... All that crap that I've been through, all the pain that she caused, it was worth it to end up here with you. I would have done it fifty times over if I knew I could be here with you."
She was more than happy to have her leg moved over his hip and couldn't help but move against him a bit. Even soft he was big, ok? "We never have to think of the bad shit again....just you and me and our life together." she said, giving him a soft kiss. "And all the sex we can get."
That got a smirk from the man and a little soft chuckle as he caught her lips. "I'm gonna start thinking you only want me for my body." he teased.
"Oh, it's a definite bonus." she said with a smirk as she rolled to be on top of him, rolling her hips slow and sensual, working him back to hardness. "But I love you for a lot more than that, trust me."
It wasn't going to take much to get him hard all over again, not with her body rolling like that. His eyes wandered over her skin and upwards to meet hers. "Well your body is a definite bonus too." he told her as his hands slid up over her stomach, feeling the muscles tense behind her skin. "You're pretty built for a girl, Ms. Muscular." he grinned.
Ophelia chuckled, moving her hips a bit harder. "You like it...Means I'm strong and you can do rough and dirty things to me and I can take them and more." she said, pressing her hands against his chest as she rode him. "You can take me hard and fast. You know you love it."
"I do like it." he told her with a little nod, letting out a soft groan as she started to ride him. "I'd take you any way you'd let me." he reminded her. "But it's nice to know I'm not going to break you. Not any girl could handle that dick you're riding." he murmured.
"No other girl will." she growled, digging her nails into his shoulder and riding him hard. He wasn't the only one who was possessive. She knew how hot he was and he was hers. She wasn't going to let any other women try a damn thing.
He liked when she got all possessive. It had a grin sliding over his lips. "No other girl will." he agreed, letting his head fall back against the pillows beneath them. "I've got all the woman I need right here, baby." he assured her.
Ophelia leaned down and captured his lips with hers, her hips not stopping as she kissed him deeply. She didn't know how she had gotten so lucky. Maybe God was finally rewarding her for changing her life and going against her family's beliefs. If so, all of the suffering and shit she had gone through was nothing. It was worth it for this.
Dante was pretty sure that he was the lucky one. This was the girl he wanted to be with for the rest of his life and she was perfect and amazing in every way. He never thought he'd really be one for a white fence, suburb sort of life, but she made him want that and more.
She thought she would be dead someday, alone, with no one left to mourn her. Now she had a life, a love. She had survived the war and this was what she got to come home to. It was all worth it. All of it. "I love you...." she whispered against his lips.
"I love you." he replied. "Always and forever." And that was a promise that Dante intended to keep.