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Two pairs of dark lips are tangled up in the intricate and passionate dance that you've been positively aching for the entire day, but have been too unsure to ask for. Sometimes, all you want is a bit of time to kiss him — that's how it started off this time, anyway.
He always fits so perfectly against you, his body pressed against yours in an embrace in such a way you can feel his very heartbeat drumming against your chest. His lips and yours slot perfectly and move in tandem, pouring everything you feel for each other in this deep and loving kiss. You wish this could last forever, you wish to always remain tangled up in his arms and feeling his raw passion spilling onto you.
Spades is warm, he's strong and fierce, and yet he holds you like you've hung the moons on the sky, like you're a delicate piece of china he desires not to crack or chip. He only holds you like this; he's pledged himself to you, vowed to be yours just as you are his. You can feel his love for you, not only right now, but every time he looks at you with all of his aggressive walls down and allows you to see just how sweet he truly is. You can't be any more thankful for what he gives you every day.
He gently scratches at the back of your neck and you reward his actions with a low little purr, sneaking your claws underneath his shirt. You can both feel and hear his whine, and you know he's starting to want more than just this. It's normal, you know, for you've already gotten a touch hot under the collar as well by now. At one point, you two need to breathe more properly, so you move your lips away from him to rest your head on his good shoulder. His hands are shaking, you note, and you smile.
"I'd kiss you forever, if I could."
"I'd love that," he answers, breathless.
"Really?"
"Absolutely, I would." A pause. "Godhead, I love you." Slick shifts a little on your lap.
"You set me free in so many ways."
"And y'keep me grounded just the same."
Something clicks in the depths of your mind and suddenly, your eyes open. You blink, and straighten up to look him in the eye. "I've figured it out." Your husband tilts his head at you, expectantly. You lick your lips, hoping your next words make some sense. "You set me free because of how much I cage myself in, and hide my emotions. I ground you because you act on emotions much more than I, and sometimes need someone to do so for you."
His next smile melts your heart, and the way he pulls you close to nuzzle you so gently has you grinning. "Yeah... exactly. We have our different needs, and we fill 'em out for each other perfectly."
You close your eyes, resting your forehead against Slick's. "Maybe we truly are like fitting puzzle pieces."
He chuckles and nods at you. "You know, I think we are." And then he's closing the distance between your lips again, kissing you slowly and softly. You melt against him and kiss him back just the same, gently running a hand up and down his back. He chirps and sighs, gently grinding his hips down against yours. A content sigh escapes you in return, your other hand sliding over your husband's ass before giving it a little squeeze. When Slick purrs at you, you capture his bottom lip between your sharp teeth and carefully nibble on it. He whines, and scratches the back of your neck with his claws.
You want him to have a great night, to have him feel adored like no one else ever could. He deserves it, he deserves all of your love. "What are you in the mood for?" you still feel the need to ask.
"Mmm... Slow and passionate... Show me how much you feel for me."
You purr, diving in for more loving kisses. "Wrap your arms and legs around me." He complies. You move carefully, setting him down on the bed so you're the one on top, but without breaking the kiss just yet. "I can't show you how much I love you," you murmur against his lips, "Nothing is enough..."
"Everything you do says it to me," he whispers softly.
"I love you, Spades Slick."
"And I love you, Diamonds Droog."
You feel warmth spread throughout your entire body, and break the kiss because you simply cannot stop the big grin that spreads across your lips. A soft chuckle, hiding your face against the side of Slick's head, sliding your hands under his shirt, feeling his beautiful dark shell. He chirps at you happily and nuzzles you, arching his body into the touches. And God, if that's not hot. "Unbutton your shirt... I want to touch you more."
Giving the side of your head a kiss, he works on his shirt. The more buttons Slick gets undone, the more shell your lips start caressing. Sharp claws lightly scratch at the sides of his body, palms touching as much of his body as possible. Eventually, you place a couple kisses on Slick's diamond carving on the middle of his chest before tonguing at it. He whines, at that. Beautiful. Soft lips move lower while your hands travel upwards, tracing Slick's chest once all of the buttons have been taken care of.
His body is warm underneath you, heart beating steady but fast. He gets his shirt undone and next gets his pants' belt undone as well.
"You're so gorgeous... Do you feel gorgeous?" you ask him. He should.
He blushes and looks away. "I... I'm not sure, but — I believe you."
You meet his gaze with a small grin. "I'll have to work harder, then." You run your hands slowly over his shoulders, his arms, even the metal, before placing kisses on his hips. "Gorgeous, sexy, handsome, cute..." His face is dark with a blush, and he whines and whimpers, pushing his hips up into the kisses you provide. You stop. "No. I want you to let me take care of you. Melt into it, welcome it. Trust me." He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes for a few moments, then nods, letting himself relax into the mattress.
Your hands run back up Slick's arms, over the shoulders, and then down his torso, absorbing into your mind how his carapace feels against yours. You click at him soothingly, gently scratching at his lower abdomen with your claws. You take a deep breath. "All of you. All of it takes my breath away."
Something amazing happens next: his body shudders, be it because of your touch or your words, or perhaps both of them combined. You adore it.
"You — fuck — I love you," he tells you for what's certainly not the first time tonight, and not the last.
More clicking leaves your throat. You gently shoosh him, hooking your fingers over the rim of his pants, and slowly pull them and Slick's undies down his legs. You notice how tense he is. "Relax, Slick." Taking one of his legs, you trace your lips up the shell, stopping near the crotch. Then, you do the same with the other leg, nuzzling his thigh lovingly. He moans and bucks his hips up a little against you in response.
"I want your body to sing... I want you to feel adored and cherished. To give you my all." You shift on the bed, placing a little kiss on the plates right above the base of Slick's erect member. He's watching you, breath heavier than before, a fist curling and uncurling deliciously on the sheet beside him.
"You always do." His voice is soft.
You can't help the lovesick little smile that spreads across your face then, before you promptly take hold of his dick, and run your tongue from the base to the tip. Spades smiles back at you, but then his head thumps back softly into the pillows as he takes in a deep, shaky breath when you give him the attention he desires.
You lick and lap at him for a while, eyes half-open, purring against him. Eventually, you take him fully into mouth and begin working on him very slowly, bobbing your head and swallowing around him, stroking the base with one of your hands. You can easily feel the way your husband's thigh muscles tense and un-tense beneath the shell as he forces himself to remain still and to try and remain relaxed. His one hand holds tightly onto the sheets, his eyes stay closed, attempting to focus on the task he's been given.
At one point, you pull back and away from him. Next, you're standing beside the bed, taking your own shoes, pants and undies off, gaze skimming hungrily over the flushed mess that is Spades Slick on the bed. He whimpers up at you and spreads his legs open for you. No. That's not what this is about.
Upon ridding yourself of those but keeping the shirt, suit jacket and tie on, you crawl back on the bed, and instead straddle Slick's hips. You roll your own over your husband's member with a long sigh, teasing him. He whines, places his hands on the sides of your hips. You look down at him, locking eyes with the amazing man you married. Gently, you place a hand on his chest for extra balance while the other guides his dick into your wet nook. You sink into it with a soft moan. The way he fills you up is perfect, and the way he feels inside you shoots little shivers up your spine. Your body is hot with need.
Slick's following moan is loud, and it isn't something you expect. You offer a lazy smirk down at him, and start rolling your hips, keeping it very slow for the time being. Your gaze gets unfocused and hazy as the pleasure takes over your mind. Arching your back, your eyes slide shut while your lips part with soft gasps and moans as you continue to move. You can feel his good eye trained on you, his soft panting, his claws digging onto your hips every once in a while when he just can't help himself anymore, but he somehow still manages to hold back his own thrusts.
"God, you're fucking gorgeous," you hear him say.
One of your eyes opens to peer down at him, and you chuckle, leaning down to kiss him. Spades moans and cups your face. "You're literally — fuck — you're the most amazing person, and I'm the luckiest man in the multiverse to have you."
You smile. "No... That's all you. You're so gorgeous. I love you," you whisper between steamy kisses, rolling your hips against him again, and clenching around his dick. "I want you to say it. Say you're gorgeous and amazing." Running your fingers over Slick's sides again.
He's a mess beneath you, he can't even help a thrust or two of his own. His face suddenly goes dark again at your words and he glances away, unable to look at you. Whines, "Aw, c'mon. I don't have to, do I?"
You purr. "Please... ?"
He grins. He ruins it. "You're gorgeous and amazing." Sticks his tongue out, and damn it, Slick, you swear you'll go find a rolled up piece of paper to smack him on the head with. You stop, and frown down at him.
He whimpers and tries to get you to move, but to no avail. Takes a deep breath and glances away. "I... I'm gorgeous and amazing..." His pout is cute.
There's a slight upwards tilt of a corner of your own lips, and you lean towards Slick's neck, kissing and tonguing at the shell there, before resuming your hips' movements. "Again," you order.
He's blushing. He's moaning between little whimpers. "I — ahh — I'm gorgeous and... and amazing..." Good boy.
You reward his efforts with some clicks and purrs. "Give in to it... Trust me." Giving a particular sharp move that has Slick sinking into him as far as he can go, you gasp and whine, hands curling into fists against his chest. He cries out with you, moaning and sinking his claws into the plates of your hips.
You whimper and straighten up above him, but place your hands beside him on the mattress and tilt his body back a bit, riding him without touching him as much this time around. "I love you," you tell him, breathless, Slick reaching even deeper inside you. Oh, Godhead, yes. That's it. More.
Slick is panting and groaning, giving a thrust every once in a while but mostly letting you do whatever you want. "Fuck, I love you too."
Your hand moves up to take hold of your tie at one point, loosening it a bit when you feel your body heating up. Quiet I want yous escape your lips while you ride him, picking up the pace at times to get him even closer to the edge. He tells you you have him. You look down at him, and gently run a hand over Slick's exposed torso. "Make me yours, boss."
The way he sinks his claws onto your hips one more time and cries out a curse lets you know he's — ah, yeah — you feel him finally spill himself inside you. You gasp, riding it out 'til Spades is fully spent. Letting his dick hit your sensitive spot some more deep inside you, you eventually follow him over the edge with a soft moan, mouth open and slack. Your entire body relaxes, and you work on catching your breath for a few long moments, sitting still on him. "You're... so fuckin' gorgeous."
He half-sits up, pulls you down to him and bites into the side of your neck a bit roughly, but not so much it draws blood. Pulls back from it and growls a soft mine before laying back down again. "Well, you're the masterpiece here," he says.
You grin at him, all toothy and sappy. Wow, you really are too deep into it, aren't you? "Was that enough?"
"More than enough. Godhead, you're fantastic."
A roll of your eyes. "No. Enough to show you how much I love you."
He giggles and cups your face. Your heart soars at this. "Everything you do shows me that, babe. It was more than enough, as well."
You give him a big smile and a peck on the lips. You shift next, letting Slick slide out of you — you shudder a little at the odd feeling, but gently rest your forehead against his. "... My matching piece..."
"My everything." He kisses back and nuzzles you. "My soulmate."
"Never forget this, Slick. Never forget how much I feel for you. It will never change."
He looks at you with pure adoration. "I know this, I'll never forget. Y'better never forget how much I feel for you either."
You giggle a little, happy. "I won't." He is your matching puzzle piece, the one you can be completely open with. No one else gets to see you this giddy and content. You adore it all.