"Cam..." she whined.
"Yes?" I answered, by now I was positioned between her legs looking up at her with what was probably an amused expression on my face.
She bit at her lip lowering her gaze "Why can't I ever pleasure you?" she asked. I almost felt guilty at this statement. Come to think of it... I have never once allowed her to be the dominant one. I shook myself before I could remember the reason for that. Opting for simply ignoring the displeasing question, I bent my head and ran my tongue along her entrance, still hot and slick from her recent climax. She had a pleasant taste, bittersweet, I suppose one would say. She shivered, her back arching. I worked my tongue into the space my fingers had only just vacated, covering her with my mouth. I looked up and found her watching me with a dazed expression. I raised my eyebrows at her before continuing my attentions. I didn't have to wait as long as I thought I would, I'd never been skilled at giving oral. She reached down and brought my face up to hers, kissing me dispite where my face had just been, and I had to smile at that.
"Because I get pleasure from pleasing you..." I said quietly, in answer to her earlier question. She smiled, her body obviously drained. I grinned back at her and darted my head to the side to peck her cheek.
"Love you babe." I said before sliding off the couch and picking her up. This made her squeal and throw her arms around my neck. I carried her with little difficulty to our room and laid her down in bed before kissing her again.
"I love you too." she said. But when I didn't join her she sat up "Where are you going?" she asked as I made my way to the door.
I looked back at her "To pick up our clothes and clean up. Emil has a tendency to be early." She seemed to accept this answer and she laid down again as I went back to the living room.
"Well, I see you haven’t changed." I looked over at the man sitting in the kitchen which shared the same room as the living room, the two separated only by the couch and a difference in flooring. He was tall and blonde with olive green eyes sitting in a kitchen chair with a duffle bag which he used as a footstool. I glared at him and he only smiled.
"Hello Emil. I see you haven't changed either." I said bending to pick up the small pile of my clothing. He wasn't at all phased by the fact I was still naked. In fact he decided to stroll over and help me clean up. When we were done I dumped the dirty clothes in the laundry room and met back with him in the kitchen. Finally I got to glare at him fully, but after a moment her held out his arms and I sighed, giving in. I hugged him and pecked his cheek "Good night Emil. I'll see you in the morning." I said turning back to my room. I paused when I heard him chuckle
"Do I get to meet your little minx?" he snickered. I threw a glare over my shoulder but spared him no more thought as I went back to join Terra who was already asleep.
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