Tom who was being ever so emo and pissing off his mun returned to the apartment after having tea with Ryn. His face was tear-stained but he was wearing a smile, not wanting Lucy to worry about him. "Lucy? You around?"
Ah, but Lucy always worried about him, especially today. When she walked in from the other room she decided, however, not to comment and make him feel worse. Instead, she just gave him a hug, asking, "Hey, where'd you head off to?"
"Never," she promised. "Nothing you could say could make me regret this." She kissed him again, then looked down at him, tracing her finger lightly over the now-dry tears on his cheek. "Do you regret it? With all the things I've thrown you?" It's not as if being with her was a walk in the park either, she knew.
She sighed as he pulled her closer. No, she could never regret this. Breaking the kiss for a moment, she turned just a bit to whisper, "I love you too. For always," before kissing him again.
He slid his hand under the back of her blouse, needing to feel her skin and warmth. He needed her, needed to know that he was still alive and loved, needed his Lucy.
And she was more than willing to give his Lucy to him. Deciding to be bold, she pulled away from him. Looking at him for a moment, she pulled her blouse off before quickly moving back to kiss him again.
Lucy laughed a little as he did. Any embarrasement she'd felt over her actions, and there was quite a bit of course, was well worth watching his shock over them.
She smiled up at him, enjoying the sight. "Yes?" she laughed, and then gasped into the kiss as he touched her bare skin. Running her hands down his back, she pulled him closer.
Tom reached under her, unhooked her bra, and threw it to the side. Before she had a chance to react, he leaned down and began sucking on her nipple, lapping and biting gently.
If by not react, he meant protest, then yes. But it certainly got some reaction out of her. Moaning softly, she let her head fall back againist the bed as she tried to press closer to him. "Mmmm, Tom..."
He smiled and slipped a hand down the front of her skirt, feeling the heat of her through her panties. He slid a finger inside her panties and then inside her, his lips never leaving her nipple.
Lucy gasped, her nails digging a little into his back just a little as she clutched at him. "Please," not knowing which she was begging for more of, his lips his hand. Likely both.
He slowly kissed his way across her chest to her other nipple, loving it just as throughly as he had the other one, all the while working another finger inside her.
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