Dated September 19th, 2014

[memoryisthekey]

Okay, let's try this flower thing again. Granted I'm not in the best shape after my, well, Omega's fight, but I look good enough for this. And I feel pretty good. Everyone's been quiet, I think their night out burnt them out on the idea of being in charge for any length of time. Which works for me because I don't need to police them as much. Seriously, that shit gets old.

Besides, I feel like I owe her something nice after all of that. It's a hell of a way to find out your boyfriend has voices in his head. So I've got flowers - nicer than the last bouquet - and a bottle of a wine that I know she likes. I can do this. For her, I can do this. Shit, I even put on a nice shirt and jacket thing. Hell, I can't even remember the last time the Director wore anything other than a uniform.

Smoothing things down and hiding the bruises on my knuckles with the flowers, I reach out to knock on her door.

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[jianhuo]

She wraps her legs around him as he lifts her, moaning soft and needy at the incredible feeling of him pushing into her. "You feel amazing," she breathes, sliding her hands over his shoulders, up the sides of his neck. "And you always make me feel amazing." She wants to return the favor, to get him more turned on by her than he's ever been by anyone, and she pushes her hips down against him, worrying her bottom lip.

[memoryisthekey]

As much as I want to rush this, I won't. Maybe it's a little masochistic, but waiting always works better. I rush into plenty of things, hell, sometimes I feel like I rushed into this relationship, but this I always try to take slow. At least to begin with. So after I remember how to breathe again, I slide my hips slowly, in and almost all the way out before repeating the process, over and over again.

I'm holding her up, hands on her ass, squeezing it a little as we move while my lips find her neck and her chest. "So good, baby."

[jianhuo]

He starts a slow and steady rhythm and she does what she can to reciprocate, her legs tightening a little around him as she lets out the occasional soft moan. He feels incredible, moving in and out of her again and again, and Saffron wants this to last even as she's yearning for more. Times like these, it's easy to lose herself completely in the moment and in the way Church makes her feel instead of worrying about how long she gets to have this man in her life.

She moans again and manages to gasp, "You're gonna make me come so hard," as she feels herself building gradually towards the inevitable.