He blinks rapidly, trying to process what she’s just confessed. It’s not what he expected, he isn’t sure what he expected, actually, but whatever it was, it isn’t this statement.
“Uh,” He fumbles. Kathryn rises, and begins to move away, her skin flushed red in embarrassment.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have come.”
“No, wait.” He rises, takes the two steps it requires to catch her, and then he’s got her hand, and he’s gently tugging her back. “Kat, I, it’s just...” He fumbles again, but this time she’s still here. She’s not running away. She won’t run away. “Kat, I’ve missed you. I’ve thought about you so much that it’s hard to believe this is real.”
She smiles then, leans in close, presses one hand against his cheek.
“I’m real. Promise.” And then she’s kissing him. She’s soft and sweet and even better at this than he remembers. All he wants to do is lose himself in her, something that’s not going to be an issue if she keeps kissing him like this.
“Kathryn,” he breathes, and he can’t keep the smile off his face. “I need to apologize for-“
She cuts him off with a finger gently placed upon his lips, stopping him from continuing.
“We can talk later. Right now, I just want you.” And then she’s kissing him again and sighing into his lips, and he’s tugging her clumsily down onto the bedroll and undressing her tenderly, taking his time to explore her as he’s never been able to before.
She’s making these soft breathy noises that he loves hearing. His hands are running along her body, and he’s kissing her face, and then he’s nuzzling against her breasts, teasing her nipples with teeth and lips and tongue, catching the sensitive peaks and nibbling on them, running his tongue along them, and his fingers are sliding between her thighs and parting her folds and rubbing her clit and she’s gasping and arching against him. She’s just so fucking beautiful when she’s like this that he doesn’t have words for it.
She’s whispering to him, begging him to be inside her, asking him to fill her, telling him she’ll do anything for it. But he isn’t going to argue with her, so he fumbles with his own clothing, and frees his erection from his pants, and then he’s hovering over her, and pressing into her and she’s amazing. Hot and wet and she’s clenching around him in just the right way.
He hasn’t been with another woman since her. Nobody else has interested him, so he’s a bit out of practice as he moves. If she notices, she doesn’t tease him about it. Instead, she’s rising and moving her hips so he’s moving in and out of her at a nearly frantic pace, and her gasps have become moans. He’s so close, and then he’s bucking into her and coming and she’s whispering his name and shaking and clenching and oragasming around him. He holds himself in her for a moment before slowly withdrawing.
“Kathryn,” he whispers. “I love you.”
“I know.” She turns her head so she’s looking at him. Her smile is gentle. “I love you, too.”
He grins. He’s allowed himself to think about this conversation before, but it’s never been like this, with her naked in his arms, her smile soft and happy.
He snuggles close to her, and relishes the feeling of her in his arms as he falls asleep.
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"Bandit: A Love Story" -- 9c/11 -- F!DB/M!Bandit
Date: 2013-02-01 03:04 am (UTC)“Uh,” He fumbles. Kathryn rises, and begins to move away, her skin flushed red in embarrassment.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have come.”
“No, wait.” He rises, takes the two steps it requires to catch her, and then he’s got her hand, and he’s gently tugging her back. “Kat, I, it’s just...” He fumbles again, but this time she’s still here. She’s not running away. She won’t run away. “Kat, I’ve missed you. I’ve thought about you so much that it’s hard to believe this is real.”
She smiles then, leans in close, presses one hand against his cheek.
“I’m real. Promise.” And then she’s kissing him. She’s soft and sweet and even better at this than he remembers. All he wants to do is lose himself in her, something that’s not going to be an issue if she keeps kissing him like this.
“Kathryn,” he breathes, and he can’t keep the smile off his face. “I need to apologize for-“
She cuts him off with a finger gently placed upon his lips, stopping him from continuing.
“We can talk later. Right now, I just want you.” And then she’s kissing him again and sighing into his lips, and he’s tugging her clumsily down onto the bedroll and undressing her tenderly, taking his time to explore her as he’s never been able to before.
She’s making these soft breathy noises that he loves hearing. His hands are running along her body, and he’s kissing her face, and then he’s nuzzling against her breasts, teasing her nipples with teeth and lips and tongue, catching the sensitive peaks and nibbling on them, running his tongue along them, and his fingers are sliding between her thighs and parting her folds and rubbing her clit and she’s gasping and arching against him. She’s just so fucking beautiful when she’s like this that he doesn’t have words for it.
She’s whispering to him, begging him to be inside her, asking him to fill her, telling him she’ll do anything for it. But he isn’t going to argue with her, so he fumbles with his own clothing, and frees his erection from his pants, and then he’s hovering over her, and pressing into her and she’s amazing. Hot and wet and she’s clenching around him in just the right way.
He hasn’t been with another woman since her. Nobody else has interested him, so he’s a bit out of practice as he moves. If she notices, she doesn’t tease him about it. Instead, she’s rising and moving her hips so he’s moving in and out of her at a nearly frantic pace, and her gasps have become moans. He’s so close, and then he’s bucking into her and coming and she’s whispering his name and shaking and clenching and oragasming around him. He holds himself in her for a moment before slowly withdrawing.
“Kathryn,” he whispers. “I love you.”
“I know.” She turns her head so she’s looking at him. Her smile is gentle. “I love you, too.”
He grins. He’s allowed himself to think about this conversation before, but it’s never been like this, with her naked in his arms, her smile soft and happy.
He snuggles close to her, and relishes the feeling of her in his arms as he falls asleep.