This has been a baby Ocelittle appreciation post. You’re welcome.
it is a BABY
look at its FEET and its STUPID FACE
I COULD CRY. SO CUTE.
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Been Gone A Long While
Victor smirked, “That’s because you do, love.” He picked up his pace, feeling her muscles contract around him. His own orgasm was building as he continued thrusting. “I’m right here Summer.” He said quietly as he held her close and bit her neck gently. A low growl grew in his throat as he came for the first time since they’d last been together. His muscles tightened and his body grew stiff as he rode out their pleasure before he went limp against her, his breath heavy.
Linking her hands behind her back, she forced her eyes open and pressed her mouth to whatever skin she could reach. “Ngh, god,” she managed. “Stay. Stay.” She repeated the word over and over, punctuating it with kisses. “I love you.”
Victor smiled and gently kissed her shoulder before resting his head against her chest. He listened to her heartbeat, reminding himself that she was real and not one of his imaginings. “I love you too Summer an’ I don’t plan on leaving any time soon, for a very long time actually.”
Summer tightened her arms around him, holding as strongly as she could. ‘You said that before, and you vanished.’ The thought bowed her mouth into an arc of pain, and she swallowed back renewed tears. Even the joy of making love once again couldn’t chase that fear away, it seemed. “I truly don’t think I could bear it if I lost you again,” she whispered.
Been Gone A Long While
He closed his eyes and smiled freely at how Summer felt beneath him. It felt so familiar, the way they moved together. He wanted so much to give in completely to his desire and thrust fast and hard but he wanted to take things slowly. Bracing himself on his hands at either side of her head Victor leaned down and planted feather light kisses over her breasts, flicking his tongue over them. “You feel bloody amazing, love,” he murmured against her skin.
Throwing her head back, Summer moaned, “You say that every time.” Legs locked around him, arms around his neck, she rose and fell with his every motion, whimpering. It didn’t take long before she was biting her lip, then clawing her nails up his back in the throes of orgasm. “Victor … “
Victor smirked, “That’s because you do, love.” He picked up his pace, feeling her muscles contract around him. His own orgasm was building as he continued thrusting. “I’m right here Summer.” He said quietly as he held her close and bit her neck gently. A low growl grew in his throat as he came for the first time since they’d last been together. His muscles tightened and his body grew stiff as he rode out their pleasure before he went limp against her, his breath heavy.
Linking her hands behind her back, she forced her eyes open and pressed her mouth to whatever skin she could reach. “Ngh, god,” she managed. “Stay. Stay.” She repeated the word over and over, punctuating it with kisses. “I love you.”
Been Gone A Long While
He slowed his pace but pushed a finger inside of her, feeling how tight she was. His breath hitched as her fingers found him and thrust into her hand. He nipped at her lip then moved to her shoulder and marked her there. His teeth scraped against her skin, tongue tracing where his teeth had been. He rocked back on his heels and pulled his pants off before pulling Summer’s pants off as well. “Gods do I want you Summer,” he murmured more to himself as he re-positioned himself at her entrance. His fingers danced over her skin before he rested one hand at one side of her head and thrust into her. He kept his pace slow, just as she had asked before, savoring every sensation.
She couldn’t answer, voice stolen by the sensations. She’d been six months celibate before he came back, and just like their kisses, this joining felt old and new at the same time. Twisting, she rolled onto her back, winding her legs around his waist and shifting her hips to meet his every thrust.
He closed his eyes and smiled freely at how Summer felt beneath him. It felt so familiar, the way they moved together. He wanted so much to give in completely to his desire and thrust fast and hard but he wanted to take things slowly. Bracing himself on his hands at either side of her head Victor leaned down and planted feather light kisses over her breasts, flicking his tongue over them. “You feel bloody amazing, love,” he murmured against her skin.
Throwing her head back, Summer moaned, “You say that every time.” Legs locked around him, arms around his neck, she rose and fell with his every motion, whimpering. It didn’t take long before she was biting her lip, then clawing her nails up his back in the throes of orgasm. “Victor … “
Been Gone A Long While
It was like the first time they met all over again, with his every touch lighting up her nerves and rediscovering how perfectly his mouth fit with hers. And yet the knowledge of what he liked, what they liked together, came flooding back, informing the cant and motion of her hips and the curves of her fingers. She pulled one hand back to sink fingers into his hair and tug while she bit his lip, flicking her tongue over the bite.
A low hum vibrated deep in his throat as she tugged at his hair, he loved the way her fingers tangled around his hair and the way she would sometimes scrape her fingernails against his scalp. It made him shudder. He smirked a bit when she bit his lip and nipped at hers in return. One hand slipped down her panties, sure fingers finding her clit and swiping over it with the pads of his fingers gently, teasingly. An arc of arousal shot through him as he remembered how she had tasted and he moved his fingers faster.
Barely a millimetre of distance between their lips, she whimpered, “Victor,” hips twitching. She squirmed both hands between them, angling around to undo his pants, getting her hands on his skin. “Slower, oh, slower.” She locked her lips to his again, stroking with tongue and fingers.
He slowed his pace but pushed a finger inside of her, feeling how tight she was. His breath hitched as her fingers found him and thrust into her hand. He nipped at her lip then moved to her shoulder and marked her there. His teeth scraped against her skin, tongue tracing where his teeth had been. He rocked back on his heels and pulled his pants off before pulling Summer’s pants off as well. “Gods do I want you Summer,” he murmured more to himself as he re-positioned himself at her entrance. His fingers danced over her skin before he rested one hand at one side of her head and thrust into her. He kept his pace slow, just as she had asked before, savoring every sensation.
She couldn’t answer, voice stolen by the sensations. She’d been six months celibate before he came back, and just like their kisses, this joining felt old and new at the same time. Twisting, she rolled onto her back, winding her legs around his waist and shifting her hips to meet his every thrust.
Been Gone A Long While
It was like the first time they met all over again, with his every touch lighting up her nerves and rediscovering how perfectly his mouth fit with hers. And yet the knowledge of what he liked, what they liked together, came flooding back, informing the cant and motion of her hips and the curves of her fingers. She pulled one hand back to sink fingers into his hair and tug while she bit his lip, flicking her tongue over the bite.
A low hum vibrated deep in his throat as she tugged at his hair, he loved the way her fingers tangled around his hair and the way she would sometimes scrape her fingernails against his scalp. It made him shudder. He smirked a bit when she bit his lip and nipped at hers in return. One hand slipped down her panties, sure fingers finding her clit and swiping over it with the pads of his fingers gently, teasingly. An arc of arousal shot through him as he remembered how she had tasted and he moved his fingers faster.
Barely a millimetre of distance between their lips, she whimpered, “Victor,” hips twitching. She squirmed both hands between them, angling around to undo his pants, getting her hands on his skin. “Slower, oh, slower.” She locked her lips to his again, stroking with tongue and fingers.
Been Gone A Long While
He hummed against her lips, then groaned as he pushed back with his hips. Victor pulled back from their kiss and pulled his shirt off over his head, throwing it before kissing her hard. One hand pulled one of her knees up to his side, her scent filling his senses. He was starting to become frustrated with her shirt, and wanted it off so that he could kiss and suckle her skin. Victor tugged at her shirt a bit, trying to signal her to take it off while he sat up a bit, moving so that he could kiss her stomach.
Summer expressed her disapproval of these actions with a continual low-pitched whine, chasing his mouth and clawing her nails into his skin. Nevertheless, she squirmed out of her top without even bothering to sit up, yanking ruthlessly when the fabric tangled her hair. Hands skimmed up his back and pulled his head back down to hers.
Victor chuckled a bit at Summer’s whine, liking the feel of her clawing at his back. He ground his hips against hers, shuddering a bit from the friction and moaning into their kiss. Victor held her close as his hands wandered over her skin, his tender caresses in direct contrast to his hungry kiss.
It was like the first time they met all over again, with his every touch lighting up her nerves and rediscovering how perfectly his mouth fit with hers. And yet the knowledge of what he liked, what they liked together, came flooding back, informing the cant and motion of her hips and the curves of her fingers. She pulled one hand back to sink fingers into his hair and tug while she bit his lip, flicking her tongue over the bite.
Been Gone A Long While
“Don’t talk,” she mumbled, squirming until their legs were tangled together and she could get her hands up under his shirt. She skimmed lightly over the places still tacky with blood, apparently intent on enumerating every muscle in his torso. Nudging her head down, she nosed at him until she could reach his mouth again, biting at his lip even as she rocked against him.
He hummed against her lips, then groaned as he pushed back with his hips. Victor pulled back from their kiss and pulled his shirt off over his head, throwing it before kissing her hard. One hand pulled one of her knees up to his side, her scent filling his senses. He was starting to become frustrated with her shirt, and wanted it off so that he could kiss and suckle her skin. Victor tugged at her shirt a bit, trying to signal her to take it off while he sat up a bit, moving so that he could kiss her stomach.
Summer expressed her disapproval of these actions with a continual low-pitched whine, chasing his mouth and clawing her nails into his skin. Nevertheless, she squirmed out of her top without even bothering to sit up, yanking ruthlessly when the fabric tangled her hair. Hands skimmed up his back and pulled his head back down to hers.
Been Gone A Long While
Being this conflicted was exhausting. Summer curled herself over into Victor’s body, clinging to him. “I don’t know. Yes. Okay.” She didn’t even know what might be enough; she didn’t want him to change and yet she couldn’t face the thought of dealing with a repeat of the past six months, either. Almost helplessly, hating herself a little bit for it, she turned away from the tangle and to something she understood, seeking and catching his mouth in a passionate kiss.
Victor was a little surprised at the sudden change in mood from Summer but she was kissing him and gods had he missed that feeling. He kissed her back, soaking her in and nipping at her lip. His hands traced over her stomach again and up to her breasts, wanting her to arch against him again. He kissed his way across her jaw and down her neck, biting lightly at the juncture of her neck and shoulder. “I can’t tell you how much I missed this, love.”
“Don’t talk,” she mumbled, squirming until their legs were tangled together and she could get her hands up under his shirt. She skimmed lightly over the places still tacky with blood, apparently intent on enumerating every muscle in his torso. Nudging her head down, she nosed at him until she could reach his mouth again, biting at his lip even as she rocked against him.
Been Gone A Long While
“You aren’t a bad person, Victor, that’s not what I meant at all!” Summer burst out. “Do you really think /I/ of all people would have anything at all to do with you if you were /bad/? I’m just … terrified to lose you. To someone else’s badness.” Oh, gods, he’d been gone so long, and miraculously come home, and this was what they fought about? She blinked hard and more hot tears ran down her face.
“Ok love, I’ll…I’ll take less jobs yeah? Jus’ enough so tha’ I can feed. An’ the ones I’ll take will be quick an’ easy jobs where I wouldn’t be gone more than a day. Otherwise I’ll stay here with you an’ we can jus’ be together.” He gave a small smile as he kissed her tears away, holding her close to him. “Is tha’ alright love? Can we work with tha’ for now an’ figure it out as we go?”
Being this conflicted was exhausting. Summer curled herself over into Victor’s body, clinging to him. “I don’t know. Yes. Okay.” She didn’t even know what might be enough; she didn’t want him to change and yet she couldn’t face the thought of dealing with a repeat of the past six months, either. Almost helplessly, hating herself a little bit for it, she turned away from the tangle and to something she understood, seeking and catching his mouth in a passionate kiss.