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It was a lazy morning for once. About as lazy as they’d ever get down in the bunker, and Hana savored it. Woke up just ahead of her alarm, stretching out every muscle as much as possible even as Sharky tried to tuck her into his side and keep her there.
His breath fanned against her shoulder, all of him warm enough to lull her back into sleep if she’d let him, and she slowly extracted herself from his grip to at the very least go brush her teeth.
The floor was cold under her feet as she moved around the room, grabbing the nearest shirt to slip on as she yawned, and eventually found herself right back by the side of their bed.
In the less than five minutes she’d been up and away, Sharky had managed to kick off part of the patchwork quilt covering him, leaving him in only a sheet, and even that was curled and twisted around him now.
Shaking her head at him, she tugged at the sheet.
He shifted, twisting it up further, and she snorted before giving it a more solid pull to get it away from him. Just long enough to unwind it, and draped it back over him, making sure to tuck every edge in securely even if it would only end up leading to him escaping it later on.
But at least she wouldn't have to worry about him being cold. Not that he ever was for long, but-
“…Mm, morning.”
She froze in place mid-tuck and stared right at him. At his closed eyes and slightly scrunched face, but didn’t miss at all how the corners of his lips were starting to inch up.
Dropping the sheet, she leaned back and gave him a soft smile. “Morning to you too, hon.”
Cracking open an eye to look up at her, a grin settled on Sharky’s lips, and he shifted onto his back so that his face was no longer buried in the pillow clasped between his arms. His hair was sticking out in every direction, and when he scrubbed a hand through it, he messed it up even further.
It had her breath catching just for a second. Just seeing him damn near beam up at her, when all she’d done was wake him up, so she took that view in. Started to rethink her original plan, which had been to head down to the cafeteria and sneak them both some coffee to bring back, but she’d forgotten just how nice it was to catch him like this. To wake up on the days when neither of them had an early shift and find him right there next to her.
So, she went through a few options. Turned them over in her mind as she chewed on her lip, and he started to doze off again.
Fisting her hand in the sheet, she pulled it right off of him, and his eyes snapped open.
“Whoa, what the-“
Her shirt was drawn up and over her head after, and whipped to their right. She hadn’t bothered to put on anything else under it, mostly using it to keep the chill off, but she had him now.
Crawled up and over him, soaking every last bit of it up as he blinked at her before everything clicked into place.
That had a blush rising in his face fast, as he wet his lips and took in every exposed inch of her as she kept herself hovering over him.
“Well, fuck me, chica. You’ve uh…you’ve got something in mind, don’t you?”
“I might,” Hana said, running a hand down his chest, “because I was thinking it’s been a while.”
“A while?” Sharky’s voice was already rough on waking up, but now? It rumbled, the sound running right through her as she leaned in, only a breath away. “Been a while since what?”
“Since I’ve had you all to myself in the morning like this.”
Her lips brushed against his. Tried to keep the kiss light even when he swore against her mouth and tried to deepen it, dipping his tongue between her lips. Felt the curl of it against hers as he groaned, and only just managed to duck away from his hands when he tried to touch more of her.
That was the true test. It always was, whenever his arms wrapped around her and held on tight.
“Since I’ve got this morning off and I’ve got you, I’ve got something in mind.”
“…Yeah? Like what?”
“Like maybe just taking my time and having my wicked way with you.” Grinning wide, she moved in closer again, but didn’t kiss him. Much as she wanted to. “If you’re up for it, that is.”
Crouching down low, she kissed her way down his chest. She kept on going, listening to him as she dipped down low, moving over his stomach, and slowly licked a stripe right under his cock.
Sharky let a choked sound out and held his hands up in surrender. “God, okay. Okay, yeah, that’s - I’m up. I’m fucking up and at ‘em, and holy fuck. ”
She kept teasing as he arched towards her, lips and tongue sliding over the areas that she knew would have his hands clutching her tight, and loved how little time it took for him to get hard. How he felt on her tongue when she finally took him into her mouth, keeping it shallow at first, before easing him as far back down her throat as possible.
Both of his hands buried themselves in her hair, winding back into it as she sealed her lips tight, and she felt his hips start to move with her as his breathing picked up in pace, words starting to slip out with it.
On the days when they had to rush, she’d gladly keep up with this. Just keep on going, winding Sharky up tight as a spring until he’d come or find a way to twist her around and manage to get his mouth on her too. But that wasn’t her goal this morning, tempting as it was, and she held up a finger as she came to a stop.
The frustrated sound he made as she popped off of him almost hurt, but she made a silent promise to make it up to him somehow.
“So, now that I’ve put that on the table, any special requests?”
“Say what?” Sharky gave her a dazed look at first, running a hand through his hair as he caught his breath. “…Requests?”
“Yeah, you know. Things you like. Things you might be missing, or thinking about.”
Hana’s hand trailed along the inside of his thigh, making him jump as she tickled him. But the next time she touched his cock, she cupped him and gently squeezed.
“Time’s no real object here, hon, so you name it and it’s happening.”
“Oh. Okay. …Cool.”
Pink tinted Sharky’s cheeks as he chewed on his lips and thought it over. Glanced up and around, and tilted his head until he was able to meet her eye again.
“You know, I, uh, I’ve been thinking.”
“About?”
“About those um, those fingers of yours.” He took her hand in his, and ran his thumb over her knuckles. “You mind if we throw them in again? Felt real good last time.”
That made her eyebrows jump up. “Oh! …You really want to?”
“Yeah. I mean, if you don’t we can just skip that shit, ‘cause getting to bust one in your mouth’s great, but-“
“Hey.” She gave his hand a squeeze, and pulled it towards her so she could press a kiss to it too. “You give the word and I’ll do damn near anything.”
The breath he blew out was damn near close to a whistle as his eyes roamed her. “Shit, H. I’m stashing that. Totally holding onto it for later, ‘cause no guy’s going to turn down an offer like that. But uh, yeah. If you’re cool with it, I’d, uh, be really cool with it too.”
“Shame it’ll be nowhere near a radio tower, eh?” she cracked, scooting towards the end of the bed so she could start searching under it. “Because after some of the stories you’ve told, I feel like it’d almost be poetic getting you up there to get you off too.”
It took a few seconds of searching, but her hand brushed against the corner of a box, and she tugged it out to get a better look at its contents. It’d taken some time, but their small stash of ‘supplies’ was steadily growing and tonight she was glad to have them as she fished the bottle of lube out.
“Up on a…? Fuck. Fuck, man,” he groaned, his eyes slipping shut. “Not even Jaye was willing to do that shit twice.”
“What, you fall off after?” Hana thought it over and gasped. “…Don’t tell me she fell off.”
“What? No!” Sharky shook his head furiously. “No, Jaye was - look, she was into all of these trick knots ‘cause she was a climber doing Cliffhanger-level shit, and they were supposed to be strong enough to hold two to three times our weight without slipping. And yeah, once we got up there and got going, they did their thing. Seemed to be holding all right too, ‘til something gave and I almost popped a socket grabbing for the tower to keep us both up there, but I still worked enough Boshaw magic to make it three for three for her, though.”
He held up his fingers as his eyebrows went into overdrive.
“Even when the rush of blood to her head nearly made her pass out. Got to keep my record too.”
“Well, I’m not about to break it unless you’re willing to let me finger the hell out of you on one as soon as we’re able to bust out of here, so…” Hana gave him a lopsided smile as she popped open the bottle to slick her fingers up. “Your record’s safe, bud. For now.”
His adam’s apple bobbed as she climbed back onto the bed, slowing everything down as she moved towards him. But there wasn’t any real nervousness there. Just anticipation as Hana crept closer, and wet her lips at the sight of how hard he was for her.
She lightly tapped at the inside of one of his knees. Spreading his legs wider, she settled between them and felt his eyes on her as she pressed a kiss to the inside of his knee before moving further down the insides of his thighs.
“You good?”
“Cooler than cool. Just you know, ice cold and uh- yeah .” His voice skipped as she dipped lower and her kisses grew heavier, and he groaned. “Hell yeah.”
That had her grinning as she slid her fingertips over his ass. Focused on one finger at first, sliding it over his skin as she touched him gently.
“Ready?”
He nodded, and she applied more pressure. Just enough to draw a low sound out of him, before easing her finger into him. It was always important to take it slow. To see how he reacted without rushing him, but she wasn’t in any danger of him holding back or hiding a damn thing.
Sharky had always been expressive, every thought and feeling shining right on through as they hit him, and here was no exception. Not with the way his lips parted as his eyes started to slide shut, and the groan that slipped out after.
“How’s that?”
She continued moving, her finger easing in gently before pulling out, and at the quick nod of his head, she started quickening her pace. Kept up with it as he grabbed the frame beneath him for leverage, and moved back against her hand. Going deeper than she’d initially set, and she almost had to ask him again.
“Shark? You good?”
“Yeah, it’s-I’m cool,” he replied, his voice dropping off as she curved her finger.
“Really? And this?”
Another finger teased at him, slowly stretching him without completely slipping inside, and every time she withdrew she’d take more time to do it, watching him closely all the while. How he bit at his bottom lip, unable to form any word longer than four letters at a time.
But he eventually recovered. Enough to give her a filthy grin. “Yeah, I-I dunno, Dep. Guess it’s all right?”
Her eyes narrowed, earning her a broader smile as his breathing grew heavy, and she leaned down to trace her tongue over the tip of his cock. Her left hand wrapped around him, stroking him slowly counter to the way she was fingering him with her right, and didn’t take her mouth off of him until his smile finally broke around the sounds he was making.
“Still only all right?”
Leaning forward, Hana kissed her way up his stomach. Licked one of his nipples when she was close enough to reach it, and grazed it lightly with her teeth.
“Okay, okay,” he gasped, changing his tune on a dime. “It’s good, it’s fucking better than good, it’s-yeah, keep doing that. Please keep doing that, please don’t stop, oh fuck -“
He kept babbling over and over. Complimenting and begging in equal measure as she listened to him, and only grew louder when she settled back between his legs and finally upped the pace. Took him further into her mouth as she closed her eyes, and didn’t even bother to slow down this time. The sounds he was making were too good not to as she kept touching him all over.
Skimming one of her hands up his chest, she felt him take it in his and press a bunch of quick kisses to it before letting go, his breaths hot against her skin.
“You're so good, so fucking good, H.”
So was he. Moaning around him, she wished she could always show him just how much.
“God, I wish I could fuck you. Just give you more than this,” Hana said, looking up at him.
Sharky rocked back against her fingers, working himself up more as he kept one hand on the bed frame. His fingers wrapped around the metal tight, as he bit at his lips and breathed hard.
“Yeah, that-that right?” He looked at her, struggled to as she kept her fingers moving with him, and squeezed his eyes shut when she touched him just where he wanted her to. “…You’d do that?”
She’d used a few toys with her exes before; experimenting with them to see what they’d both really enjoy, and the mental image of doing the same with Sharky - spending hours coming up with fresh ways to wind each other up and see what it’d take to make him come - sent a pang through her.
“Nice and deep. So much better than my fingers, I promise.” She stroked further and ran her tongue along his cock. “Just stretch all of this out as long as you’d have me.”
The back of Sharky’s head hit the pillow, face flushed as he leaned back, and she didn’t want to stop watching him. Wanted to hold onto every second until he came right on her fingers like last time, the sound pulled out of him loud and completely wrecked.
For now, though, she kept moving. Eased her fingers in and out, as her lips and tongue teased at him. Brought him closer and closer as she slid another finger into him, pulling them out slowly just to press them in deep, and almost felt mean for drawing it out like this. Just to see what could get him breathing harder, moaning louder, flushed and hot under her.
“Let me-let me touch you. Please. Please, please, H. Let me.”
“Can’t exactly keep on touching you like this if I move, hon,” Hana said, drawing back. “Because this morning’s all about you, remember?”
“Yeah, yeah, I know, but this ain’t fair,” he gasped. “This ain’t playing fair at all ‘cause you know I-“
She heard something close to a whine come out of him. Right around the time she tried massaging the same spot she felt him respond to before, and when she wrapped her lips around his cock, his hips rose to meet her. Jumped up quick, a little harder than anticipated, but she adjusted fast and let him lead. Tried to match the rhythm of her fingers as he fucked her mouth, and soon brought them both in sync.
“Oh, fuck. Fuck, ” Sharky rasped, breath short, but the words still spilled out between them. “H, I just wanna - let me lick you, taste you, just a little.”
His pace eased off enough for her to pop off of him, but she didn’t slow her fingers any. Kept her place between his legs, curling them just to see if she could get that sound out of him again, and was glad when she did.
“Just a little?”
“…Yeah. Yeah, yeah, you come up here, just sit all pretty, and let me take care of you. ‘Cause you’re taking care of me, and it all feels so fucking good, and-“ His words cut off, but only long enough for him to gulp down air, “I wanna make you feel good. Let me. Let me make you feel good.”
The inside of her thighs were practically slick with how wet she was for him, and hearing that nearly made her scramble up to kiss him.
The angle was going to be next to impossible to nail if she went up there, but God, she wanted to try. Just to feel his mouth on her as she kept on touching him and fucking him, groaning loud with every stroke of her fingers.
And with that, Hana broke. Pulled her fingers out so she could crawl up and kiss him before twisting around, and he got the message right as she got into position, his shock turning to hungry delight in a snap underneath her.
He pulled her hips to his face, and Hana had to fight to keep her thighs from clamping down around his head the minute his tongue touched her. But she ground down hard after, felt his tongue right as it slid along her and into her, and she wasn’t quiet. Couldn’t even attempt to be quiet as they moved together, every other breath a sharp gasp.
But her searching hand kept on trying to touch him. To get her fingers back into place as she squirmed and bucked, swearing a blue streak the entire time. Still, she slid the tip of one of her fingers back into him, then a second. Mouthed at his cock as she did it, making sure to use her other hand to keep on pumping him until he came, all of it hot against her skin as it hit her collarbone and chest.
She kept on stroking him, feeling him panting and gasping under her as she rocked through her own release, grinding down hard against his tongue. Eyes clenched shut, she rode it out, until she came back to herself enough to feel him quickly patting her thigh to stop.
That didn’t keep her from getting in a final lick to the tip of his cock, however, flopping off of him with a smile as she landed on her back by his side.
Chest heaving, Sharky took in a deep breath and blew it out. “… Fuck, H.”
She raised her head in time to see him grin at her and hold both of his hands up. Framed her perfectly in the center as he looked at every inch of her, and sighed in contentment.
“Oh, you wish,” Hana laughed, reaching for the nearby sheet to start cleaning herself off.
“Yeah, you fucking bet I do, ‘cause this is the prettiest damn picture, and one I’d keep in my pocket for a rainy day too.”
He clucked his tongue as he crooked his finger to ‘snap’ his photo, and the motion was all it took to have her blushing at the thought of it.
“Yeah, I’m holding onto that. Saving that right up here, chica,” he said, tapping the side of his head.
His voice ran deep enough now to make her skin tingle as she listened to him, and she rolled over, nuzzling her face against his thigh.
“You know what my original plan was?" she asked, her own voice rough to her ears. “Coffee, then you.”
Sharky slid an arm underneath his head to help prop it up, and chuckled. “Yeah?”
“Yeah. Nearly threw off my groove there, hon.”
“Shit, we don’t want that. But…you still planning on it?”
“On what? Coffee?” She nipped at his skin, and loved how not a single hint of the flush to his cheeks had faded yet. “Or just more of you?”
The wicked glint to her smile he mirrored fast. “You really wanna make me pick, H? But I figure after letting me ride you for a bit, maybe you’d want a turn too. Keep it fair and even, ‘cause I wanna treat you right, and letting that slide right here right now? Well, that’d be kinda fucked up.”
“Straight up cruel and unusual even,” Hana teased, watching his hand slide up and along her thigh. Even now it sent a pleasant shiver through her, and she wished it’d keep on drifting higher. “But how about we squeeze in a little coffee first? Get in that caffeine jolt to really start the day off right.”
"Then more of you?”
She chewed on her lip as she rolled away from him, but darted back in for a kiss, lingering just long enough for a smile to creep in.
“Maybe. If you’re quick enough to catch me on the way to the showers, that is.”
He caught her before she was able to even leave the room, thoughts of coffee long gone the minute she felt the rasp of his goatee between her thighs again, but she was okay with that. Okay with all of it, because on a morning like this there was nowhere else she’d rather be.