Summer giggled, making an ‘oof’ noise as he settled down. “Not if you squash me! You’re heavy!” She drew her legs in a little tighter, trying to squash him too. “Aaah, not fair! You’re too muscly for me to squash you!”
Laughing into her shoulder, his nose grazed her collarbone as he glanced down, a silly little smile adorning his face. “We look good together, don’t we?” He observed faintly, shifting in her grip to caress her abdomen, leaning up on his elbows to take some weight off of her.
She stopped squeezing to consider that. “I don’t know.” Then she stuck out her tongue at him. “We go good together, though.” She picked up a stray lock of her hair and draped it over his head. “You’re curlier than I am.”
“Yeah,” she whispered back. Playfully she wrapped all four limbs around him, twining her ankles together in a makeshift lock. “Mine.”
“Yours, huh? I kind of like the sound of that,” he murmured lowly and nestled comfortably in between her legs, sprawling out over her torso. “Are you planning on keeping me forever?”
Summer giggled, making an ‘oof’ noise as he settled down. “Not if you squash me! You’re heavy!” She drew her legs in a little tighter, trying to squash him too. “Aaah, not fair! You’re too muscly for me to squash you!”
“Yeah. Yeah, I can do that.” Her voice was soft. She set his shoes to the side, and Helios immediately hopped down to check them out. After pulling her shirt off, she turned the shower water on and pinned her loose hair up out of the way.
Watching the cat with almost a blank expression upon his face, Isaac slowly removed the rest of his clothes and leaned back against the counter, breath hitching as his mind once again returned to his missing pack members.
“Isaac,” Summer said. “Isaac! Hey, look at me.” She frowned and reached up to touch his face, directing his gaze to her. “I know it’s hard, but try not to think about it.” Hastily she stripped off her skirt and underclothes, then took his hand and pulled him into a hug. “Come on. Into the shower.”
The longer he looked at her, the more she blushed. She would never understand what he saw when he looked at her. But he seemed to like it. A lot. When he bent to kiss her, she lifted her face to his, a quiet happiness replacing the orgasmic high.
Wondering what thoughts were dancing through her mind, Isaac’s expression softened and he melted into the kiss, his hands gently framing her head, fingers curling in the hair at the base of her neck as he smiled against her lips. “Okay?”
“Yeah,” she whispered back. Playfully she wrapped all four limbs around him, twining her ankles together in a makeshift lock. “Mine.”
Summer huffed a breathless laugh. “Did I like it? Hmm, I don’t know … I think you’ll just have to do it again later. I’m not sure yet.”
He blushed and shifted up to hover over her, gazing at her for the longest time and then gently pressing his lips to hers. “I wouldn’t say no to that,” he murmured then, lazily running his tongue along the seam of her lips in a silent request for entry.
The longer he looked at her, the more she blushed. She would never understand what he saw when he looked at her. But he seemed to like it. A lot. When he bent to kiss her, she lifted her face to his, a quiet happiness replacing the orgasmic high.
Her hand shook a little as she brushed her fingers to his mouth. “Wh-what did you /find/? That was … that was — ” She couldn’t find a word strong enough. Her skin twitched under his mouth.
“Delicious,” he whispered shyly and pressed his lips to her fingertips, eyeing her adoringly yet still managing to look quite thoroughly debauched. “Was…did you like it?”
Summer huffed a breathless laugh. “Did I like it? Hmm, I don’t know … I think you’ll just have to do it again later. I’m not sure yet.”
Summer couldn’t even speak for a long moment. She laid flat on the bed, a tremor shivering her legs occasionally, and panted, eyes glazed over. She groped her fingers downward, trying to touch him, shaping the word “wow.”
Licking her out for a little longer, he finished by kissing her once more, then slowly wriggled up her body, arms framing her hips as he licked at his messy lips. Tilting his head to the side, he gazed at her expectantly, leaning to kiss her stomach.
Her hand shook a little as she brushed her fingers to his mouth. “Wh-what did you /find/? That was … that was — ” She couldn’t find a word strong enough. Her skin twitched under his mouth.
The longer he went on, the harder it was for her to stay still. She started to rock her hips into his tongue, back arching. He found that spot again, the one that crackled pleasure hotly through every nerve, and she gasped, “What have you found, oh my god, what have you foun—oh!” Every limb trembled with the force of the climax crashing through her.
Smirking in awed delight as she began to cant her hips up into each lap of his tongue, he simply sealed his lips over a single spot that seemed to cause her to thrash wildly, and he focused solely there for a few moments. And as she came, he lapped and sucked it up without any hesitation, his eyes blown wide with pleasure.
Summer couldn’t even speak for a long moment. She laid flat on the bed, a tremor shivering her legs occasionally, and panted, eyes glazed over. She groped her fingers downward, trying to touch him, shaping the word “wow.”
Finally, finally, he licked her, and she cried out. Definitely no concern about not liking it — she liked it. A shudder raced up her body, and she planted her hands in the covers and tried to hold still. Every so often, he would find some point at the top of his stroke that felt like a little explosion, and she would moan or whimper, out of rhythm with the rest of the sounds she was making.
And then he really got into it, encouraged by the sounds spilling from her lips. Isaac buried his face in between her legs and rested his head on her thigh, eagerly alternating between licking and sucking. This was perfect – this way, he could ensure that she fell apart and he wasn’t too far off himself.
The longer he went on, the harder it was for her to stay still. She started to rock her hips into his tongue, back arching. He found that spot again, the one that crackled pleasure hotly through every nerve, and she gasped, “What have you found, oh my god, what have you foun—oh!” Every limb trembled with the force of the climax crashing through her.
Her toes curled harder. When would he — ? “Tease,” she murmured, biting at her lip, heart pounding. The kisses to her skin only made her want more, made her burn to be touched.
Gaze unwavering, he pushed in even closer and teasingly, tentatively swiped his tongue out, shivering at her taste in wonder. Not waiting for a reaction from her, he began to slowly lick her out, fingers curling around her hips.
Finally, finally, he licked her, and she cried out. Definitely no concern about not liking it — she liked it. A shudder raced up her body, and she planted her hands in the covers and tried to hold still. Every so often, he would find some point at the top of his stroke that felt like a little explosion, and she would moan or whimper, out of rhythm with the rest of the sounds she was making.