Title: Fireworks
Fandom: Original
Characters: Bernd and Amber
Word count: 539
Rating: Mature
Summary: After watching some fireworks, Bernd and Amber make some of their own…
Author’s note: This is unbetaed so any mistakes are my own.
Happy bday, Kat…
Bernd and Amber sat outside the yurt, watching the Fourth of July fireworks. The main pyrotechnic show was a bit low on the horizon, as it was put on by the town. It barely cleared the top of the trees, but it was still enjoyable to watch. Every so often, someone closer by would set off a couple of Roman candles followed by something really loud. During a pause in the action, lightening bugs flashed in the darkness.
Bernd swallowed a mouthful of beer and set the empty bottle next to the side of his lawn chair. He looked over at Amber and smiled. She snorted softly and shook her head.
“No, I’m not going to go check on Fiete and get you another beer,” she said. “He’s fine, and besides, he slept through all the fireworks last year, what makes you think he’s not going to this year? Anyway, if you want another beer, you’d better go get one yourself.”
“That’s not what I was going to say.” Bernd smile morphed into a lopsided grin.
Amber raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”
“Yeah… I was going to ask you, since Fritz is asleep, if you wanted to go inside and make some fireworks of our own?” He waggled his eyebrows at her.
Amber laughed.
“I take it that’s a ‘yes’?”
She shook her head at him. “Is that all you think about?”
Bernd grinned. “Yeah, especially since I have a really beautiful wife.”
“Good answer.”
“Danke. So, you wanna go inside?”
Amber pretended to think it over. “Okay,” she said as she stood up.
“Awesomeness!” Bernd rose to his feet. Taking her hand, he led Amber inside the yurt. They headed over to their bed and quickly undressed, before getting into bed, where Bernd took his time, playing with her breasts. He loved how big and full they had become since Fritz was born.
Amber closed her eyes and let the waves of desire wash over herself. She moaned softly when he moved to trail a line of butterfly soft kisses down her torso. Spreading her legs, she lifted her hips.
Bernd took the hint and flicked his tongue across her sex. Needing no encouragement but her soft cries, he licked and sucked. It took him a few minutes to match the rhythm of her bucking hips, and once he did, Amber slowed down. Still, Bernd continued to pleasure her orally. He had a feeling she was close to climaxing, and as he nibbled her sweet spot, she clamped her thighs around his head, moaning loudly when she orgasmed. Amber made a soft whimpering sound when he pulled away, both listening to hear if they woke the baby.
Bernd reached over and grabbed a condom off his bedside table. He fumbled with it, cursing under his breath in German. As soon as he got it on, he fingered her, building up her arousal, before slipping inside. They moved as one, trying their best to keep the noise down, before she started to cum again. Unable to hold out any longer, Bernd came as well. He pulled out and rolled over, lying close to her.
“How’s that for fireworks,” they chorused.
“Awesomeness!” Bernd grinned at her.
“Awesomeness indeed.” Amber chuckled softly.