Drabble: Snuggle
Ric melted against the mattress, one arm flung across his face as he panted trying to catch his breath. Mark dropped down on his front next to him a couple of moments later, half sprawled across Ric’s sweaty chest, a leg flung across his hips; the action of doing so earning him an ‘ompf’ of surprise from his Mexican.
“Uhhhhnnn...” The word was lost on his lips, muscles and brain still refusing to communicate. Not that Ric was complaining, mind you. They hadn’t been able to be that enthusiastic since their little AWOL trip in Russia and over the last few hours they had ensured that every inch of skin had not gone unexplored and reclaimed.
“Yeah, my sentiments exactly.” Mark walked his fingers up and down Ric’s chest, cheek resting against his shoulder. Neither of them were in any particular rush to move, there was still plenty of time to go exploring the local area and the traditional inn with it’s Onsen baths.
“Uhuh.” Ric moved his head to glance down at Mark and smiled softly, nudging at his forehead till he got with the picture and leant up to press their already bruised and kiss swollen lips together. They felt Ophelia long before they heard the poorly masked giggle, but the interruption did nothing more than draw two matching smirks of amusement from the boys. “Phe we know you’re out there.”
The partition wall slid open and Ophelia shuffled in dressed in a full kimono which she had refused to remove since they had arrived. Sliding the screen door shut she then promptly bounded over to where the boys lay on the bed and joined them, landing elegantly in amongst the bedding and pillows.
She didn’t seem to mind at all that they were both naked and covered in slowly cooling sweat and clearly had been up to something absolutely and one hundred percent XXX rated with a healthy dose of censorship thrown in. Instead she settled between them, stealing a lingering kiss from each as she allowed her hands to begin to wander.
"Soft and sweet, enough to eat. Got pulled in deep just hers to keep. Not so heavy now it's right, feels much better all nice and light."
This is what she had meant when she wanted the cotton candy feeling back between them. That sated, contented buzz that seemed to surge up into a crescendo of passion, anger, lust, need, admiration, possession, desperation, fear and that all encompassing feeling of love whenever they were around each other. Pure and simple love. And when Phe was around them she never had to worry about nudging their emotions in the right direction, oh no. Normally she could just soak up their feelings and revel in how often these hints of affection were directed at her.
Tugging at the sash about her waist Ophelia slowly sat up, laughing as the boys started to try and tug her back down. She relented though, snuggling into Mark, as Ric wrapped an arm across her to rest his hand on Mark’s hip.
Here it was safe.
Here nothing could harm them.