Network/RP: Can't Fight This Feeling Anymore Who: Gen/Coop When: Friday, June 30 What: Gen is drunk and stressed and texts Coop. Where: Separate residences, then his flat! Warnings: NSFW!! Public/Private: Private
MM to Coop 8:31pm: I love you MM to Coop 8:32pm: Addi and I are drinking. Don't worry, I checked all the wards on the house first ♥ MM to Coop 8:33pm: Needed it after this week but got her all squared away with her work and her flat and all
MM to Little Bird 8:36pm: Thank you for calming my paranoid mind. MM to Little Bird 8:38pm: Are you two going to pillow fight and bake cookies? ;)
MM to Coop: Cute. You know better though. No one would want to eat them if I baked them lol ;) MM to Coop: What are you doing? MM to Coop: Oh wait, you're working aren't you??
MM to Little Bird: I'm told it's called flirting for tips. I have a certain charm. MM to Little Bird: I wish I didn't have this job for the first time, even if I know you two need girl time. MM to Little Bird: How are you? What're you drinking? MM to Little Bird: I love you too, Little Bird.
MM to Coop: Well as long as you pretend they're me when you flirt ;) MM to Coop: I wish you didn't too MM to Coop: Umm I'm not sure? Addi made the drinks and theyre really strong lol
MM to Little Bird: You know I do. You're my soulmate. There won't ever be anyone else. MM to Little Bird: on a scale of one to you're so drunk you have to hold the grass to stop from falling off the earth, how drunk are you?
MM to Coop: Not for me either ♥ MM to Coop:Fuck umm ah fuck it its true MM to Coop: LOL umm 7? We ordered takeaway and she started the drinks then and that was almsot 3 hours ago sooooo
MM to Little Bird: So if I tell you I want to kiss you right now....
MM to Coop: I'd tell you I want to kiss you too
MM to Little Bird: But would you act on it?
MM to Coop: Oui. MM to Coop: I don't know how much longer I can wait to kiss you MM to Coop: It's killing me
MM to Little Bird: Then stop it. MM to Little Bird: You're the only woman that frustrates me so much and yet I find it hot and want you to do it more. MM to Little Bird: I would do anything for you
MM to Coop: You know why I cna't MM to Coop: You didn't before though MM to Coop: Fuck. I love you so much. You frustrate the hell out of me too ♥
MM to Little Bird: You're completely batty. I've learned my lesson I don't want to ever lose you again. Have I not made that clear? MM to Little Bird: I mean... I can try being louder and more up front up about my intentions.
MM to Coop: Try
MM to Little Bird: I want to marry you Geneviev de Blancas d'Aulps MM to Little Bird: I want to have babies with you. MM to Little Bird: I want to fix us. I want to fix myself. I want you. I want the good times and the bad. MM to Little Bird: I want to celebrate our 100 year wedding anniversary on Pluto
MM to Mon Coeur: You had me until Pluto
MM to Little Bird: Fine we can go to Mars but I expect to be allowed occasional vacations to Pluto.
MM to Mon Coeur: I love you so much. I was insane to think I could ever love someone the way I love you MM to Mon Coeur: Addi went off to Phillip's a bit ago. I made him swear on his life he would not let anything happen to her
MM to Little Bird: She will be fine, he's damn near saintly. MM to Little Bird: I'm suddenly feeling extremely ill. It's the craziest thing.
MM to Mon Coeur: That's hardly what I'm concerned about. Roberto's still out there somewhere MM to Mon Coeur: Oh no, that's terrible. Do you need a nurse?
MM to Little Bird: Hyperion is on it and will find him. MM to Little Bird: I might just. Let me just let Johnny know I've grown ill. I'm sure he won't want me around food so he will send me home.
MM to Mon Coeur: Oh oui can't have that!
MM to Little Bird: She says I should go home since I'm not feeling well. MM to Little Bird: I wonder if my nurse practices out of my flat or her home...
MM to Mon Coeur: Hmmm I imagine she makes house calls
MM to Little Bird: I'll meet you there. I'll apparate so you can floo from your home.
As soon as she'd made the decision to go to Coop's, Gen was off the couch and heading upstairs to change. She was a bit drunk, but not excessively so, and she knew what was going to happen when she got there. He wanted to kiss her, and she wanted to kiss him, too, and there was only one direction that would go. It was something she had to decide real quick if she was ready for. She loved him - she was in love with him, and she knew that she didn't want to be with anyone but him. And he had said he'd learned his lesson, that he wanted to fix things and do what he had to do to keep her. And that was what she wanted more than anything in the world.
With that thought in mind, Gen slipped into something a little less comfortable and tugged a silk robe on over it and tying it in place. And then she went down to her fireplace, tossed a bit of floo powder in and stepped through. When she appeared in Coop's fireplace moments later and he was right there, she felt her heart stutter in her chest. She didn't even hesitate to launch herself at him, hands on his shoulders as she hopped up and wrapped her legs around him, her lips catching his in a heated kiss.
When Gen came through the fireplace he felt time stop, everything moving in slow motion. She was gorgeous, she was in hardly anything, and he couldn’t think. He wanted to say something, he wanted to do something, he couldn’t think of anything. Thankfully he didn’t have to, she was there in his arms and he knew exactly what to do when she did this. He caught her easily, his arms coming down under her ass to hold her up, and he kissed her back as if he were to stop, she might disappear.
He stayed rooted to the spot, holding her in his arms as he kissed her hungrily. His hands tightened their grip on her as he debated moving. He could take them to the kitchen, it was the closest area but he knew just where he wanted to take her. He broke the kiss then, just long enough for him to look around them. He looked a bit dazed, and honestly he could feel it. He had to check his own surroundings to be sure he was headed in the right direction for the couch, giving a chuckle as he realized what he was doing. “You’re intoxicating,” he muttered as he started to walk towards the living room then.
As soon as he knew the direction he was headed, he kissed her again. He wasn’t going to stop, he didn’t want to stop. It had been... Far too fucking long since he had been able to do that he decided. He was tempted to call off work the following day, though he knew he owed Hannah to go in. His next day off though he very much wanted to spend bumming around the flat with her, or even her cottage. There were so many things he wanted to do just then, he was overly excited that she was there. He knew she would likely have to stop him from getting out of hand later.
This was perfect. They'd always had this chemistry, from that very first day, and she could always count on him to read these situations with her and do precisely what she'd hoped he would do. Oh, he could still surprise her, she was sure, but there was excitement to be felt in the way he caught her, held her, kissed her. When he broke the kiss and told her she was intoxicating, she let out a breathy laugh and then held on as he moved them, kissing him again.
When they reached the couch and he went to sit, she shifted her legs so that her knees were on either side of him and she was straddling him. Her hands pushed into his hair, feeling a bit dizzy with how good the strands felt between her fingers. It didn't matter how great of hair anyone else she'd been with had, they weren't Coop, they couldn't compare. She only broke the kiss again when she needed to breathe, and she scooted back a bit on his lap and looked at him, pulling her lower lip between her teeth.
"I'm done fighting what I feel, mon coeur," she murmured to him. Her hands slipped out of his hair and to the tie of her robe, undoing it and shrugging the sleeves down, letting the silky material fall from her body to pool at his feet.
When she scooted back, biting her lower lip like that, he was distracted. His eyes had been watching her lips where she had been biting her lower lip. When she spoke his eyes snapped up to look at her, a chuckle left him but it was stopped short when she saw what she wearing under it. He actually choked a bit on his laugh, having to bring his hand up to his lips while he cleared his throat. Gods she was still just as gorgeous as ever and still made his heart stop.
“Why the hell were you fighting it in the first place?” He reached out then, with his hand that he had been coughing into, and let his fingertips slide over the soft fabric at her waist, his hand sliding up her side. “You’re a goddess.” He leaned in then to kiss her, his hand moving around to slip around and he tried to pull her closer.
His reaction to what she was wearing under that robe was everything she'd hoped for, and she couldn't keep the wide smile off her face. Though then he asked that question, and she wrinkled her nose at him. "You know why," she retorted. It wasn't what she wanted them to focus on just then, though. But her concerns for how things would work out between them were getting smaller and smaller each day.
That was more like it, she thought at his next words, and she was more than happy to get lost in kissing him again. At the feel of his hand moving around her, she shifted closer to him again, her own hands slipping between them to slide under his shirt, humming into the kiss at the feel of his hard muscles under her hands. It had been too long, and sleeping over last Friday had been such a temptation, and she was relieved she wasn't fighting it anymore.
He didn’t keep poking at the subject, he knew better than to continue to poke the subject. They’d poke at it another day, he was sure. Though he hoped it might be in a different way, maybe he’d tell her about the therapist he had gone to see with Hyperion, or that he was staying with Alec that was here on Victory Road. He wondered what she would say to it, knowing that he had been doing this long before they’d even started... Whatever this was. He didn’t want to consider them back together fully until she told him so, though he knew there was no one else for him.
Where her hands touched his bare skin, he felt on fire in the best way. His own hands were moving to slip under the hem of that silk little thing, feeling her smooth legs under his fingertips. Gods how he had missed that, he wasn’t sure he was going to let her leave tomorrow. At least not until he’d been allowed to kiss every inch of her body, he’d missed her so fucking much.
As his hands slid up her thighs, pushing up the fabric as his hands went, his head tipped into the kiss. He sucked at her lower lip, tugging on it with a low playful growl. He wanted to do too many things, he wasn’t able to focus and figure out just what he wanted. It hit him then, she’d been drinking and he had not. He broke the kiss then, just a moment as he nudged his nose against hers. “Fuck, wait wait wait, how drunk are you? How many of her strong drinks did you have?”
Everything was going pretty damn perfectly, his mouth and hands on her, their bodies pressed against each other. It was all she wanted in that moment, and she laughed lightly at that playful growl he let out. But then he broke the kiss and started talking, and she groaned, dropping her forehead to rest against his. "What are you doing, Cooper?" She wanted to shake him for breaking the flow and potentially ruining the mood.
Her fingers curled in his hair and gave a light, slightly frustrated tug. "I'm not sober, but I'm not so drunk that I can't make decisions," she insisted, tugging his hair again to pull his head back so she could kiss him again. She wasn't going to tell him that she wasn't sure how many drinks she'd had, but she had at least not made any more drinks after Addi had left, so she really wasn't drunk enough that it should be a concern, in her opinion.
Cooper couldn’t help but chuckle when she groaned, “I’m trying to be sure that I’m being a gentleman.” It was a habit he couldn’t break, he always had to be sure that the woman he was going to be with was of sound mind. The other night with Ginny, he had known before they arrived since he had served her. She was tipsy sure, but she had been in the right mind. Now apparently Gen was too.
When she tugged him to her, he let out a groan that had his eyes fluttering closed just moments before she was kissing him again. He kissed her back in a heated kiss, his hips pressing up against hers as he let his tongue slip out to meet hers. It was messy, heated, and rushed but Cooper had missed her. He wanted to get her naked in his lap and feel her bare chest against his. He brought his hands farther up, pushing that silky little thing up, until he was cupping her breasts with the fabric between his hands and her breasts.
He had yet to break the kiss, as much as he wanted to remove that outfit he wasn’t going to stop kissing her yet. Being able to kiss her was such a basic thing he had taken for granted, when she left he had missed those good morning pecks, the snogs on the couch when they were spending a day inside from the terrible weather, he missed all of it.
Always the gentleman - normally Gen loved that about him, but tonight, after the last month of fighting her feelings and dancing around this with him, she didn't want him to be a gentleman, she just wanted to be with him. She wanted passion to rule them both tonight, and maybe that was in part the alcohol talking, but she didn't think that was really it.
As she kissed him, her hips rocked over him, feeling his erection against her, loving how he responded to her, that it could still be this intense, this heated even after so much time apart. It was difficult to remember just then why they'd spent so long apart, and there was no reason to keep thinking about it, not when they were wrapped up in each other again now.
"Mmm, I have a surprise for you," she murmured when she broke the kiss. She twisted a bit in his lap to get her wand out of her robe. And then, giving him a mischievous look, she silently summed the bottle of chocolate sauce from the kitchen, catching it in her other hand. She set her wand down, and then grabbed his hand, squirting a bit of chocolate on his pointer finger and the bringing it to her mouth to suck the digit in her mouth and swirling her tongue around it.
When her hips rocked into his, he let out a low noise and pressed his hips against her again. He wasn’t done kissing her, she was breaking the kiss though and saying she had a surprise. What other surprises could she have? The outfit had been more than surprise enough, he’d honestly expected her to show up in whatever she had been wearing that day and he knew for a fact she had not been wearing that while drinking around the house with Addi.
Then there was the chocolate, he should have been ashamed that he definitely still had a bottle of chocolate in there but he wasn’t. It was one of their favorite things to play with together, making a big mess that they could wash off once they were in the shower. He gave her a wicked smirk, his brows perked as she took his hand. A moment later and he was watching her mouth with wide eyes, his hips pressing up against her as he sunk just a tiny bit lower in the couch. “Gods, I’ve missed your mouth,” he groaned, his breathing already growing a little deeper. “I’ve missed every fucken inch of your body, promise at some point tonight I can kiss each and every inch?”
His responses only served to arouse her further, and she moaned around his finger, sucking it a bit harder in her mouth before releasing it with a soft 'pop' sound. "Only if I can kiss every inch of yours, too," she retorted flirtatiously. God, how had she waited so long to be with him again? Her body felt so hot and aroused. "Je suis tellement mouillé pour toi," she breathed, and then rocked her hips against him again for good measure.
Gen twisted a bit to set the chocolate down on the coffee table - they could revisit that later. And then her hands went to his shirt, and she tugged it up and off insistently. "Missed you so much," she murmured before kissing him again. It felt good to have his warm, bare chest under her hands again.
From that very first day hearing Gen talk dirty to him in French had been a turn on, it was so much more of a turn on now because he actually understood what she was saying. It was a beautiful fucking thing, it was one thing he hadn’t even realized he had missed so much until that moment. Until she said it and he short circuited. He knew right then that there was no way that he wanted to let her leave without knowing she was fully with him again. He didn’t give a shit if she called him her boyfriend, her Cooper, whatever. He just wanted to be hers again. “Sois à moi? It wasn’t nearly as fluid as she could but he was proud of it. He couldn’t carry on an argument with her in French but he could do small things.
Just as his shirt hit the floor, he reached his hands up and removed the nightie. It fell to the floor at his feet and he grinned as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against his chest. He had been missing this. He lifted his head up to kiss her, sucking at her lower lip a second, before he was kissing her harder. His hands came up to rest against her shoulder blades, he started to shift so that he could move to a position so that he could lay her under him. If she wanted to be in charge just then, now he figured would be her moment to stop him before he moved them.
When he paused things to ask her that question, and it gave her more than a little thrill that he'd done so in French, she smiled and nodded at him. "Oui. Seulement les tiens." She didn't want anyone else, even if she'd tried to convince herself that she could. He was it for her, even if she wasn't sure she was ready to marry him just yet. Being with him fully again, yes, but she wanted to wait to marry him until they'd worked through their issues together.
Being pressed chest to chest against him was something she knew he really loved, and so she pressed up against him as he kissed her, moaning softly at the way he sucked her lower lip, feeling it all the way to her center. She was completely captivated by the hard kiss that came next, and she rocked a bit more insistently over him then. She wanted him in her, wanted to be connected to him again physically the way she already was emotionally. And so, when he held onto her and started shifting them, she was pliant in his arms, letting him lay her against the cushions. "Coop," she breathed wantonly against his lips.
Cooper laid her out on the couch under him, though he hadn’t separated from her. He kept his chest pressed to hers as his hips rolled into hers, a lot noise leaving him. He bent his head in to kiss her again, harder than before as he reached a hand down, between them. He ran his thumb over her clit, swirling his thumb around the little bud. He wanted her but not giving in to his urge for foreplay was definitely hard. He wanted to taste her, he wanted to touch her, he wanted every inch of her. He wanted to feel her around him though, he wanted to be buried inside her and hearing her scream his name.
“Gen,” he groaned then, his nose nudging against hers as he pressed his forehead to hers. “I want you, I want to feel you wrapped around me. I’ve missed every inch of you.” He knew he had all night, he knew there was no way either of them were going to bed until their bodies literally forced them to. It wouldn’t be the first time or the last time.
As he settled between her legs, she wrapped them around him, pulling him closer to her, gasping into the hard kiss when she felt his thumb against her clit. She was wound so tight that she was sure she would come any moment. "Je t'aime mon coeur," she breathed. "Please." She positively whimpered at the feel of him nestled against her, wanting more than he was giving her just then.
"I need you. Now, please," she urged him. "We have all night to take our time after. I need you in me now." She wanted to be filled by him, but more than that, she wanted to be fully connected with him again. She'd missed him so damn much. Her hands moved between them to tug at his pants insistently, wanting that barrier out of the way and figuring they could just push her knickers to the side so he could sink into her.
Oh those words. He really didn’t need to be told twice. He let his head bob in a nod, grinning wider as he kissed her heatedly then. He groaned into the kiss as he felt her hands on his pants, it just caused him to reach down with his own hand to unbutton, unzip, and kick off his pants and boxer briefs. His phone was still in the pockets, on vibrate for the work setting. They weren’t going to be seen again for a while, he wasn’t intending to wear pants again until he had to go to work.
As soon as he freed himself, he reached his hands down and did a very stupid thing. He brought his hands to the side of her panties and in one quick motion ripped them, repeating the action on the other hip before they were tossed to the ground. He grinned at her, “Sorry.” Though his smile clearly said otherwise, he wasn’t sorry at all.
It was then that he kissed her again, harder than before as another low noise left him. At the same moment he had slid inside of her and it had felt better than he remembered. He had missed her more than anything, being able to connect them in such a way had his heart soaring. His hips began to rock as soon as he was buried inside of her, his tongue moving against hers, while hands came up to hold the arm rest behind her head, holding himself up.
There was no denying the purely sexual response she had to him ripping her knickers from her. Shivering, her nipples hardened painfully, heat pooling between her legs, her chest rising and falling with a quick laugh. "You know the rules--" she started to tease, but then he was kissing her, and the rest of her thought was lost in the moment.
Because then he was pushing into her, filling her in a way that felt more right than any of her encounters the past few months. She held onto him, her hips rising and falling to meet his thrusts, returning the deep kiss, moaning into it. She felt dizzy and light-headed at how perfect it was to really, truly be with him again, and she wondered suddenly how many rounds they might make it through before they worked themselves to exhaustion.
It wouldn't be the first or last time they did that, and the thought thrilled her. She loved him, and it was exciting to be starting their life together again.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, he thought with a grin, he knew the rules. He also had a feeling that he’d be ripping a few more before the week was through. Maybe that was what his paycheck from the Leaky could go towards, replacing the many pair of knickers he was bound to rip to pieces. He would blame it on the fact that they had been apart so long, in reality it was that he had really missed watching that reaction.
It wasn’t hard for him to find his rhythm, their bodies working in unison as if they hadn’t been apart. His own noises of pleasure were dying on her lips as he kissed her, something he had been dreaming of doing for weeks now. How many times had he gotten close only to worry about pushing too far.
He felt his orgasm already starting to build in the pit of his stomach, he shifted his weight to one hand as he slipped his hand down and between their bodies. Cooper broke the kiss then, he wanted to hear her in his ear. He missed hearing her talking dirty to him, he hadn’t asked anyone else to either. “Talk dirty for me.” He whispered in her ear as he brought his hand down, the pad of his thumb slipping over her clit.
Cooper moved his thumb faster, swirling around the hard bud and tracing the alphabet. He was starting with A and working his way around, faster and faster. This angle caused him to lean on the arm that was holding himself up. He kept his cheek against hers, nipping at a spot just above her collarbone.
When she felt his hand move between their bodies, Gen tipped her head back against the cushions, her eyes fluttering at the feel of his thumb against her clit. God, he was so damn good at that, and he still knew just how to drive her wild. She shivered at his breath against his ear, her mind blank for a moment before it kicked back into gear with all the naughty things she knew he loved to hear her say.
"Tu me rends fou," she breathed, fully intending to keep talking dirty to him in French. She knew it had quickly become a kink for him after they met. "You feel so good in me, fucking me. Fuck, yes! Your cock feels so good, so hard."
Her nails dug into the smooth skin of his shoulders and back as she clung to him, her hips meeting him thrust for thrust. "I can't wait to suck your cock again, to make you come with my mouth and hands. Or for you to pin me against shower as you fuck me." She moaned, her words turning her on more, too, and that combined with his thumb on her clit had her own orgasm curling low in her belly. "I'm so close, mon coeur, make me come."
She knew, of course she had known! He hadn’t doubted for a second that she would know exactly what he wanted to hear, and in what language. He wanted all of those things, he wanted to pin her against the shower wall and fuck her senseless. He wanted to feel her lips wrapped around his cock, he wanted to taste her. He wanted to taste every single inch. It was these thoughts that were driving him over the edge, he was struggling not to hit own orgasm first.
Hearing that she was close... It was better than all of the dirty phrases she could have thought up in that moment. “Say my name,” he murmured into her ear. “Scream it. Let me know how good it fucking feels.” There was a low, possessive, growl to his words. It was much as he let himself get possessive anymore, in bed like this. He got off just a little more on the fact that he was the one bringing her such pleasure, making her scream in ecstasy.
He was moving faster, his thumb moving as fast as he was able. He wanted to feel her hit that peak, he knew he wouldn’t be able to last much longer once he did. “Cum for me, little bird.” He let out a low groan, his lips leaning in enough to nip at her earlobe, tugging gently on it.
"Coop," she moaned, softly at first. God, she loved when he got like this, when he told her precisely what he wanted her to say or do, when his words and actions combined to utterly possess her, claiming her in an almost feral way. She was breathless as she lost herself in pleasure, in him. She wasn't quiet as he rocked hard and fast into her, her legs wrapped tightly around him.
It was the combination of the order, the pet name, and his teeth on her earlobe that finally pushed her over the edge, and she had no shame in shouting as she came hard around him. "COOP! Fuck, fuck, yes!" she moaned, her eyes watering and body locking up with the intensity of her orgasm.
He felt the moment that she hit her peak, he also could see it physically. He wasn’t sure that he had caused that sort of reaction in ages, he was particularly proud to see her locked up with her orgasm. It fueled his ego, and seconds later he was spilling inside of her as he pressed harder into her. His thumb didn’t stop moving over her clit, wanting to push past the locking and make sure that her legs would be too weak to walk. He wanted to be sure that she knew exactly why they worked together in bed, he could give her the best orgasms. He was sure that no one knew her body that he did.
It was a few minutes later that he finally moved both arms to slip around her and pulled her closer as he tried unsuccessfully to roll them on the couch so that he would be beneath her and she could lay on his chest. Instead he ended up rolling the pair to the floor, where he landed on his back with a loud thud. There was a reason the coffee table was far enough away that there was enough space for the pair to fall, this wasn’t the first time he had done this. He even knew to lift his head just before impact.
Coop chuckled tiredly, his hands coming down to rest on her bare rear. “I love you,” He whispered softly, his hazel eyes finding hers before he stole a quick kiss.
There was nothing quite like that feeling of completeness when he joined her in orgasm, when he came deep inside of her, mixing his release with hers. How had she gone seven months without this, without him? Because even though she'd had sex with others in that time, it was nothing compared to this moment with him. Her love. Her heart. Her soulmate.
When he rolled them, she let out a soft shriek of laughter before nudging her nose against his. "I love you, too," she murmured back against his lips. It really felt as if they hadn't spent all that time apart, and Gen couldn't have been happier.