OOM: Finally.

[latino_menace]

It has been a long month. A long, boring month of healing and don't touch and being forced to exercise some self-restraint. He's spiked his drinks, taken drugs and painkillers and lately, those pills that Fi got from bar. They seemed to do the trick but left a problem - if his body literally can't respond to desire, how will he know when it's

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[justcallmefee]

She's wearing an oversized tshirt to sleep in, attempting some kind of propriety. His hands are warm on her skin. She sighs, feeling his body align with hers, feeling those soft kisses and assuming she's dreaming.

It's those hot kisses trailing down her throat, and the feel of his mouth on her breast that brings her awake with a low hiss. Her hands weave in his hair.

"Caro, don't tease. Please."

And that's when she feels the hard length of him against her thigh. A jolt of arousal goes through her like electricity.

"Is it...? Are you...?"

[latino_menace]

He's tugging at her T-shirt, yanking it up and immediately fixing his lips on a nipple, pressing his erection firmly against her leg. He's not going to free his mouth to speak so he just takes her hand and pulls it down so she can feel for herself, groaning deeply the instant she touches him.

[justcallmefee]

She arches up into that kiss with a prayer on her lips, her legs tangling with his.

"Oh thank god," she murmurs, gingerly running her hand along his length. It's been a month since she's touched him, and she doesn't want to hurt him. "S'good? Doesn't hurt?"

She swipes her thumb over the tip, gently, experimenting.

[latino_menace]

He shakes his head, pulling back from her chest, already breathing hard.

'No. Not much. Just go easy or this'll last about five seconds.'

He moves so he's lying between her legs and kisses her hard, revelling in the feel of her skin against his again. He's desperate to be inside her but is trying to hold off for her sake, trying to let her get something out of it as well.