Alyssa Hamilton is Heaven's soldier. (four_leaves) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2015-09-11 17:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, alyssa hamilton, peeta mellark |
Who: Alyssa and Peeta (Team Sassy).
What: Cheering Alysa up after she gets salty.
When: After Logan made her hella grumpy.
Where: Their house.
Warnings: Sexytimes.
Status: Complete!
True to what she’d texted Peeta, Alyssa had decided to take a bath. She’d poured herself a tumbler full of gin, ran the water as hot as she could bear, and put in a bath bomb. With the lights out and just the flicker of a candle, she felt like she could finally breathe. It wasn’t that she thought River was naive or anything, it was more that Alyssa knew what Logan was capable of. She was also angry that she even cared.
Submerging her head under the hot water felt good, and she was glad that she’d already taken off her makeup. Under the pink, strongly scented water, it actually sort of felt like she could breathe. She couldn’t hear the door open and close, though, so she had no idea Peeta had come home.
It concerned Peeta that Alyssa was so upset and wasn't even quite sure why she was upset. So, all he could really do was bring home leftover cake and hope for the best when he got home. Once inside he kicked off his shoes and set the bag of cake in the kitchen. He called out her name and received no reply.
It took a moment for him to remember the bath comment and grabbed a beer before heading up there. He saw her under the water when he opened the door and chuckled. He pulled off his socks and rolled up his pants before sitting on the edge of the tub and stuck his legs in there. He playfully kicked at her with a smile.
Alyssa flailed for a moment before reemerging with a laugh. “You bastard, you gave me a heart attack!” She splashed right back, laughing with him. Since they were engaged, she didn’t bother for modesty, knowing he’d seen her naked loads of times before. “How was work?” She didn’t really want to talk about why she was grumpy.
He couldn't help but laugh at her reaction, "It was like the beginning of a horror movie. Sexy, naked girl in a bathtub. And work was fine. Had a crazy bride in that couldn't make up her mind and had twenty ideas. Want me to get in there with you?" He gestured to the water with a smirk. He would make her spill what upset her later, but for now he would distract and comfort her.
She nodded, sitting up to make room. “Yeah, come on in. The water’s still really hot. And of course I’m naked in a bathtub, it’d be weird if I wasn’t. That’s what I never get about horror films, why do they punish people for basic hygiene?”
He stood up and started to remove his clothing before snickering at her comment, "Hygiene is a total turn on for horror movie killers. You should just roll around in pig shit and then see if he comes after you." He finished undressing and moved into the tub and between her legs, "Hey there, sexy."
“That makes sense, I suppose. Just sit in a barn and do virginal things.” She smiled and wrapped her wet arms around him. Her skin was pink from being in the hot water, but she was a sucker for bathtub cuddles. “I am so glad you’re here, thank you.”
"That could possibly work, but let's try not to test that theory out," he mused as she wrapped her arms around him and he moved to snuggle up against her. His hand lightly stroked her inner thighs and smiled at her, "You are welcome, but I would much rather be naked with you than anywhere else. So, do you wanna talk about it or shall we get started on drunken debauchery?"
She shook her head. “Someone who’s my friend is being an ass. That’s about it. It makes me angry that it makes me angry at all.” Alyssa let her forehead rest against Peeta’s shoulder, and she sighed to herself. “I worry too much about other people, you know?”
"Yeah....not allowed to worry about other people tonight. We are going to be selfish and have fun with each other," he countered with a smile as he reached over to grab their drinks and handed hers over, "What do you want to do tonight?"
“Besides you?” Alyssa shrugged. “Maybe watch telly. Get pissed. Snuggle Flower. Honestly, I’m a woman of simple pleasures.”
"Well, I think we should skip the telly part," he pointed to her with a soft laugh, "Maybe leave Flowers until much later. But I can certainly assist you right now. Tonight is about you, so I will do whatever you want." Somewhat dangerous territory since he knew Alyssa had some kinky tastes that they hadn't touched on yet in their relationship, but he was willing to give it a chance tonight.
“You spoil me,” Alyssa smiled. She leaned against him, eyes closed, kinky things forgotten for the moment. “Thank you. For being here.” It meant a lot to her that he cared enough to come home from work and fuss over her when she was just being stupid over a friend.
"You spoiled me, so I am just returning the favor. Have to make sure you're not going to run away from me during our long engagement," he teased, leaning over to kiss her temple, "We should get out of here though. You are super pruny and the water is turning cold. And, you're welcome, I will always be here for you." She was one of the most important people in his life and he always wanted her to be happy.
“Why would I run away?” Giggling, Alyssa stood up to let the water out, squeezing out the extra water from her hair onto the top of Peeta’s head. “Oh no, not my delicious, handsome fiance who brought me cake.” Reaching out for a towel, she started to rub her skin dry.
The water on top of his head made him sputter and he reached up to smack her ass playfully, “No idea, at least I know that I can keep you around by bringing home cake. You are a simple girl, aren’t you?” He grinned up at her before standing up in the bath tub.
She squawked, then gently flicked his earlobe with a thumb and forefinger. “I just told you I’m easy, silly man.” Then she stuck out her tongue and ran toward the kitchen. Hey, there was cake, and he was easy to tease.
“I could take that comment in so many directions,” he commented with a roll of his eyes as she flicked his ear. He reached up to rub the pain away and was getting out of the tub when she ran off towards the kitchen. It was a good thing that he loved her or else he would probably go crazy. He wrapped a towel around his hips as he made his way to follow her.
By the time Peeta reached the kitchen, Alyssa was already leaning against the counter with a plate of cake. She beamed at him around the forkful, chewing and swallowing before commenting. “This is amazing and I love you.”
“I love you too,” he couldn’t help but grin as he watched her. She was most definitely the one for him and he was glad that he didn’t bother waiting around to let that be known. He stepped forward and placed his arms on either side of her on the counter and kissed at her neck.
“You make it so hard to eat cake,” she purred, setting it down on the counter. Normally she’d smush some of it on him to be playful, but in her defense, it really was really good. “Thank you for understanding. Most blokes would get upset at me pitching a fit over my ex doing stupid things.” Damian had. It was a large part of why they’d broken up.
“Mmm, there we go. I had a suspicion it was an ex of yours, but you wouldn’t own up to it,” Peeta murmured with an amused tone in his voice, “It’s going to happen that you’re going to get upset over things like that. You’re a very sensitive person, but I know that you love me. And that I’m the one that gets to benefit from angry sex.”
“When I met him, I was a virgin and I didn’t think I’d fall in love with him. I wanted to be a decent shag for the bloke I had a crush on at the time.” She sighed, nuzzling into Peeta’s neck. “And I did. And guess what he’s doing now? Going on a date with a girl who’s never been on one, who’s a virgin, who’s sweet and he’s going to hurt her like he hurt me.” She closed her eyes. “That’s what I was mad at, that he’s so bloody stupid. But I trust her to be able to say when. She’s smarter than I’ll ever be.” Alyssa left names out of everything because she didn’t want Peeta to be upset.
“You can’t control other people, Lyssa. Life is going to keep on turning and these things are going to happen. You’re being a good friend by being concerned, but people are going to do whatever they want to do and you said it yourself that she’s smart,” Peeta didn’t need names to be able to put together who she was talking about. It was always going to be something with Logan when it came to things like this and he could understand because he was her first, “You can always explain to your friends how you feel about this and ask to be left out of the details.”
“That’s what I came to, so I just told him to be careful of being a bastard, and then offered to go dress shopping with her.” Alyssa figured that Peeta knew who she was talking about, but still, she could always claim innocence. “I just want people to be happy.”
“I get it, I do,” he spoke against her skin as he kissed her neck again. One hand reached over to caress her waist and slowly began to drift down, “But, we should really stop talking about that. And maybe more about how I should try how this cake tastes.” He used his free hand to grab some cake off her plate and smeared a little on her neck before he started to laugh because he knew he would get some kind of reaction out of her.
Alyssa sighed as his hand drifted downward, smiling to herself. “Speaking of people being happy - did you just waste cake?” Her eyes went wide and she swatted his bum. “Blasphemy! I am reporting you to the Pastry Bureau of ... something.”
“Oh, certainly not wasting it, love,” he drawled with a laugh as he leaned forward and placed his lips over where the cake was on her neck. His tongue licked up the cake and frosting with a laugh, “Mmm, report me to whomever you want. Can handle punishment if I get to do this.”
“Whoever taught you to make buttercream is a wonderful person and I wish to thank them.” Alyssa ran her nails gently over Peeta’s back before tugging him into a kiss. She was petite enough where she still had to tiptoe a bit to kiss him even though he was on the shorter side for blokes - being tiny had advantages.
“That would be a very large french man at the school I went to for a bit,” he murmured, shivering at the touch of her nails on his back, and allowed himself to be pulled in for that kiss. He loved the fact that she was smaller than him and reached down to wrap his arms right below her bottom and lifted her up. She tasted like sugar and he pressed her tighter against him.
“Remind me to send him a thank you card,” she murmured against his mouth. Alyssa moved to wrap her legs around his waist, both of them still damp from the bath. Her skin smelled like roses and Peeta tasted like sugar, and it was sensory overload in the best way.
The moment her legs went around his waist the towel dropped from his hips and he used his foot to push it away from him on the floor. He would never ever complain about something like this and he should send Logan a thank you note for being an idiot.
She didn’t wait for foreplay and didn’t want to go into the bedroom or do anything sweet. Pivoting her hips, Alyssa smirked as she made her point as to what she’d wanted to do in the kitchen. Maybe she should get angry more often.
Peeta picked up on her signals pretty quickly now and he moved to place her on the edge of the counter. He ran his hands along her sides before one slid up to tangle into her hair. He looked at her for a moment with a smile before stepping forward and sliding inside of her, “You are incredibly hot when you’re angry, by the way.”
“You’ve never seen me angry,” she murmured. “I’m simply irritated with him.” But then she didn’t want to think about anyone but Peeta and moved to slide her hips a little bit more off of the counter, holding onto it so she could move against him more firmly.
“Fine, you’re hot when you’re annoyed. So, continue to be annoyed,” Peeta teased as he moved against her. He couldn’t talk for much longer because he had to let out a groan and he rested his forehead against hers. He would never grow tired of being with her, which was good since he had decided to spend the rest of his life with her, and he let his fingers run along her back.
Talking was hard when one was whimpering and moaning, so instead she just focused on pulling Peeta closer, wrapping her legs tighter around him. Belatedly she noticed they’d forgotten a condom, but she was on the pill anyway. They’d be all right.
After a few moments she worried that they’d end up falling over, so she met his eyes heatedly. “Floor. M’knees are all wobbly.”
That earned a bit of a laugh as he carefully picked her up once again and they moved to the floor. He would do this anywhere and everywhere that she wanted as long as she was comfortable. Hell, she had a lot of strange contraptions upstairs that they hadn’t used yet and he would probably even be willing to do that for her. But for now, it was the floor, and he was able to switch up his motions with her, kissing her fiercely as he did so.
When she shifted their bodies so she could look down at him, Alyssa smiled. “I love you, you know,” she murmured. She wanted him to know, always. No matter what happened, no matter who she was mad with - he was her world.
“I know,” he said in his best Han Solo impression, nuzzling against her cheek lightly. His hands gripped her hips tightly as he drew closer to his climax. She was the best thing that had ever happened to him and heaven help him if she ever decided to leave his life. But this was a time for thinking happy things because he was completely consumed by their passion at the moment.
Normally she’d have had a sassy comeback for him, but she was too busy moving against him, eyes hooded, trying to get them both to climax as she felt his fingers dig into her hips. Looking down at him helped; she liked watching him.
Well, hopefully he didn’t make the stupidest of faces when they were having sex. His eyes did flutter shut for a moment as he felt himself reach his climax. He dug his fingers tightly into her hips as he held her against him for a brief moment. Her voice was uttered in a deep groan as his hand slipped between her legs to help her along.
Everyone looked stupid and hot at the same time when they came, and Alyssa was no different. She moved faster, eyes squinched shut as she ran her hands along the length of her torso and into her hair. He always knew how to touch her, which was something that she’d come to appreciate since they’d started dating.
Coming with a loud cry, Alyssa was belatedly glad that Kitty wasn’t home and Flower was sleeping in the living room.
“Jesus, you’re so hot. I just can’t,” He mumbled as he watched her and they both began to come down from their brief high. He leaned up to catch her mouth with his and held her close. He really did love her and he was so happy that they managed to fit together so perfectly, “Mmm, now what would you like to do? We do have some cake left to finish.”
“Well, obviously the cake. Then, I don’t know, we’ll see where the night takes us. but one rule - no pants.” She leaned forward to just lay down against him, kissing his chest gently. “Mr. Mellark, you’re very warm.”
“I can certainly abide by the no pants rule,” his arms wrapped around her and laughed at her next comment. His chest rumbled underneath her and he reached up to stroke her hair, “I would hope so since I was using a lot of energy. And the downside to cake is that one of us needs to get up and grab it off the counter.”
“Soon,” she murmured. “Let me have my moment. You smell good.” She leaned up a little bit, just so she could meet his eyes. “Truly. Thank you. The fact you’re not upset with me or jealous or freaking out ... it means the world to me to have your trust.” From the way her voice wavered, it was clear she had issues with people honoring her choices.
A smile slowly appeared on his face as he moved his hand from her hair to cup her cheek. His thumb gently rubbed the skin there, “Hey, I love you. You have my trust because I have no reason not to give it to you. You’ve never done anything to make me doubt how much you care about me, so I’ll always trust you. Promise.”
“Thanks, Peeta.” Alyssa smiled and stroked Peeta’s face. “I hope I never do. But for now, cake?”