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Mornings were the purest moments. The proverbial slate cleaned and minds fresh and clear from any adversities. The clear crystal shade of nothingness as opposed to a complete day. A tired, stressful, exhausted and brutally beaten down from the world kind of day. As the sun rose each day, the mornings were unclouded from any adversities. The world untouched and untainted from anything. Their states of being; vulnerable and innocent. With their hearts cleared from any prior hesitancies or indiscretions.
Leon gently blinked his eyes open, noticing the sun filtering in from the cracked open window. A low yawn erupting from his body, his hearing tuning out and in before he could hear Ada’s gentle breathing next to him.
“You don’t have to leave yet, do you?” He would want to blurt out, almost reflexively and immediately as he would wake. A habit he would have a bit of trouble breaking.
Ada’s routine was exact every morning, down to the minute. She would always wake before him, sometimes gently and delicately caressing his face until he’d lazily rise from his slumber. Soft presses of her fingertips drew lines against his skin, tracing little constellations of his freckles and marks. Some scars still haven’t faded; soft and faintly coloured line against his cheek she’d press her lips against. On lucky days the scent of coffee made its way into the bedroom, his nostrils flaring at the aromatic smell that would lead him towards the kitchen. And finding Ada standing against the counter. A creamy colour mug with light speckles of colour, one handmade from one of those farmer’s markets in her hand. The matching pair on the counter with steamy coffee already in it. Ada’s gentle tilt of her head as she greeted him in the morning.
Often times in the beginning, he’d wake and she’d be gone already. A gentle linger of her sweet perfume and warmth still in the bed. His hands would inevitably feel the empty void next to him. Waking him with the question of where she was. The answer, a delicately hand written note left on the nightstand explaining her departure. And on the odd occasion, if he woke with her still tangled around him. Already awake as she laid, simply waiting for him to wake as well. A sigh of relief would escape from his lips, not needing to plead for her to stay.
Somehow she knew he’d be more affectionate that she was. Always wanting to be against her during the night. Touching or grasping onto a part of her as he slept, unconsciously needing a part of her. She would tease him sometimes, how heavy of a sleeper he could be sometimes, completely unaware of his attached he was. No matter how much he’d try to deny it, on occasion a flush formed on his cheeks at his unconscious yearning for affection.
But this morning she laid still tucked between the sheets, seemingly having fallen back asleep after her normal waking. Her face almost fragile and frail, the smallest amount of expression in between her brows as she slept. A large exhale of breath lowered Leon’s chest as he let out a quiet sigh. His arms felt loose and at ease from his peaceful slumber, a slight pop sound released from his shoulder as he circled it. Feeling Ada’s back still next to him, he raised onto his left arm to look over at her. His roughened fingertips were still gentle as he parted Ada’s short wisps of hair away from her cheek, revealing her soft skin. Ada was mostly a light sleeper, easily stirred and required sleep as a form of self preservation more than for anything else. It was rare for her to sleep in, albeit the inevitable reasons of a cold or ailment, to which Leon always profusely babied her for. He was quick to want to check her forehead, the back of his hand pressing against her neck to see if she were feverish, her temperature perhaps a bit more warm than usual. But it was the same, perhaps even a bit more on the chilled side as he leaned in to press a warm kiss against her temple. The soft fragrance of her shampoo filling his nose as he leaned in.
Still not stirred from her sleep, a soft smile grew on his lips as he admired her sleeping form. So rare to see, he couldn’t help but stare. Like a flower that only blooms once, he cherished these soft moments. Memorizing it and tucking it away. She was much more spared from any scars from the world than him, perhaps it was just her ability to always slip away that kept her more unscathed from the world they lived in. She was perfect to him, despite knowing that she was far from perfect from everyone else’s eyes. Her flaws he always seemed to overlook, found them to be endearing somehow. Guess that’s how love works.
Ada softly tensed in her sleep, her form mostly moving as if her body finally realized she was colder than she thought, her body scooting closer to him and his warmth. Shivers. An unexpected groan slipped from Leon’s lips as he felt her almost innocently rubbing up against him. To this day he could still feel his body flushing at the thought of her, his mind going painfully blank as his fingers stilled against her cheek, and then all his thoughts going in between his legs.
Great.
He let out another sigh and laid his head back down on his pillow, the soft feather down cushioning the blow. With his back flat against the bed he could feel the rush of cool morning air as it circulated around him. A slight shiver from Ada resonated from her side of the bed. With swift hands he grabbed the blanket to tuck her back in, shielding her back from the exposed air. The back of her head still showcasing her soft sleek black tresses. Her silhouette slowly rising and lowering with each of her soft breaths.
His soft blues stared at the ceiling of their shared bedroom. Not too long ago it was simply his own bedroom. The inevitability that is Ada slowly morphed into his life, and he could hardly tell when it happened. When it was just her. Another throb just at the thought of her, again. He tried to clear his throat quietly, one of his hands slipping underneath the sheets as he forced himself to relax. The noise that slipped from his throat was fairly quiet, a bit more pathetic sounding than he expected.
Two simple blinks and his stare was no longer at the ceiling and was back at her. Tracing over her form underneath the blanket. His warm hands making their way, slipping below her navel towards her warmth. His eyes imagining the soft sliver of her creamy skin in between her top and panties. He was sure she would wake at his point, his hands slowly roaming over her, moving the way that she always liked. Trailing and caressing over her curves, moving slowly but with intention. A gentle grasp surely would stir her, and yet only another simple exhale slipped from her. His hand still on her breasts as they heaved with her breath. Leon’s eyes narrowed, wondering at this point if she was simply feigning sleep. Pretending that she were in a deep slumber to see what he would do.
More forceful this time, he lowered his lips towards her thin neck, pressing a warm kiss before nipping at her skin. He knew she rarely liked it when he got too rough, only in the heat of the moment would she encourage him to continue. His breath ghosted along her lobe as he laid a multitude of kisses on her temple, cheek and neck. His hands moving in tandem as his hand grabbed and fondled at her breasts underneath the sheer camisole she wore. A creamy dark red that complimented her skin tone and with a v shaped cut that accented her feminine form. He was known only to Ada to be a bit possessive as he slept, grabbing at her in his sleep some nights, whispering little nothings before his body would go limp again. The brief thought that he could being doing this in his sleep already had his mind running again.
The peaks of her breasts pebbled against his touch and his sharp senses caught the flutter of her lashes. Her soft pink lips parting once his hand grabbed at both of her breasts in a single handful, spilling a bit from his grasp as he tried to manage them both. His toned chest pressed against her backside while his other hand slipped further down to the soft lace hemline of her panties. Tracing the lace against his finger towards her hips and lightly tickled her there. Now she must be sleeping if she wouldn’t wake from his tickles. A confident motion struck him as he grabbed at her ass, chuckling to himself a bit as he felt the handful and went back towards the lace of her panties. Back and forth. Back and forth a few more times. His eye twitched just a fraction, second guessing if she was still asleep or not. Wondering if he should continue, trying to think with his head instead of letting his body win.
His thumb pressed on her pubic bone and two fingers sank lower to her warm folds. Stickiness spread between his fingertips as he dragged his fingers up and down. A light smirk grew on his lips as he ghosted another press of his lips against her. Watching as the smallest flutter of her dark lashes caught his eye again, and the smallest upturn at the corner of her lips.
A soft noise rumbled from her throat, not missed by Leon as he worked his lips against the delicate parts of her neck. Feeling her pulsing heart beat all the way down to his fingertips as he worked her open. Swirling his thumb at a snail’s pace at her swollen bud, her warmth spreading throughout his palm. Coating him in her warm slippery slick. The way she felt was intoxicating to him sometimes, all rational thought leaving his body, replaced by only desire.
Ada tried her best to keep her smile at bay, flattening her expression almost too much at the feeling of the head of Leon’s cock pressing against her backside. His hips desperate to plunge inside, rutting against her as softly as he could as to ‘not wake her.’ She wasn’t sure when he had shed his clothing. Or if he had put any on from the night before. She couldn’t remember as her mind focused on the two of his thick fingers thrusting inside, curling upwards as his palm forced pressure against her. Making sure she could feel him scissoring his fingers deep within her. Her hand finally left the spot from the bed. No longer her fingers splayed apart delicately as if still asleep on their soft sheets. And was now gripped firmly around his wrist.
“You awake now?” His voice was gravelly yet still laced with honey, low and smooth with a hint of rasp at his question. She lightly shook her head, her lips now tightly sealed yet her smile couldn’t be ignored anymore.
“Alright,” he exhaled a laugh. His hand left from her breasts to wrap around her body, keeping her tightly against him and tangled her up on top of his chest as he positioned the both of them.
A more audible noise akin to a gasp sharply left her chest as she felt herself situated on top of him. His strength often reminding her of how much smaller she was compared to him. The blanket slipped from the frictionless surface of her camisole, exposing them both to the cold air. A tight hold kept her pinned on him, her thighs falling apart and spread while his coated fingers plunged back in. Slick sounds filled the room each time his fingers went back in, coated more each time with her arousal. Twisted angles of their head kept their lips close, playfully and desperately nipping at each other. Parting from his lips briefly to catch her breath, her gaze fell down towards her body. His muscled arm wrapped around her, her breasts exposed to the air, bouncing a bit as she lazily rocked her hips onto his fingers. Her camisole shamelessly pulled down to sit underneath her breasts, the thin straps lowered down her arms. And Leon’s hand buried in between her thighs. The image of it already flooding her core with more of her essence.
Her delicate fingers grabbed at his, pulling them upward towards her soft lips. A kitten lick from her tongue and her arousal was filling her taste buds as she cleaned up his fingers. Leon’s eyes darkened as he watched her, her head slightly tilted to finally catch his gaze now, her eyes half lidded. His mouth lowered to hers, capturing a warm desperate kiss. His hips almost instinctively thrusted upward at their kiss, the shaft of his cock positioned between her warm wet folds. Inviting him in while coating each other with their warm wetness.
Another rut of his hips, the head of his cock caught at her opening, the bulging tip easing into her and spreading her open. Ada’s lips parted against his kiss, a low whine and whisper of his name as he stretched her open. Ada would be lying if she didn’t think that morning sex was her favourite. He felt harder than normal, thicker even, as if she could feel every inch of him. A feverish warmth spread through her cheeks down towards her breasts and directly lower in between her legs. Morning sex was always primal, no other thoughts other than reaching climax. Pleasure being the only receptor being reached.
He loved whenever she was vulnerable like this, no front to put up. No distractions or facade to pick apart. Another throaty whine vibrated against his lips as he felt himself slowly plunging himself into her. Warmth enveloping his entire cock until he was finally firmed planted inside of her. The perfect feeling. Thrusted inside of her. Her ass pressed tightly flush on him. His hand against her torso lowered to feel himself at her pelvis, right above her sex as he gave a tentative thrust. Drawing back just enough to shove himself back in, groaning as he did so. The small tentative thrusts were mostly to tease her, but also for himself as he already felt himself being close.Teasing her was one of his strong suits, at least whenever she wasn’t mercilessly teasing him back.
Her hands grabbed at his arms, keeping her steady as they worked together. Hips moving in tandem as their lips chased each other for more kisses. Desperately panting for air as the finest bit of sweat formed on their bodies. Leon’s left arm slid closer back down to the bed as he positioned the both of them on their sides. Allowing her to rest more comfortably, her head propped back up on her pillow. Angled just enough to still place kisses on the underside of his jawline to which she did. With his arm wrapped around her, the other tightly gripping her hip, using that leverage he eased her back onto his cock. A grunt released from his throat, followed by a soft whiney whimper as he forced her all the way onto him again. His thighs already twitching with anticipation. Sliding her back and forth onto his cock, feeling her wet velvety walls hugging every inch of him. His thrusts grew more desperate for a moment before her tongue clicked, catching his attention before he slowed and pulled back. His hips almost stuttering as to hold himself steady.
“Please Ada,” he whined against her throat, his dirty blond fringe falling against his forehead and shielding his eyes as he buried himself into her again, unable to hold himself back for a second. Leon’s thighs tensed, each muscle flexing tightly. With the smallest bit of resolve he looked up at her, raising his head to catch her eyes. They were half lidded and filled with affection, simply gazing at him lovingly and she nodded softly. He jutted forward as much as he could, angling her head so they could kiss. A harsh one that was desperate and longing. Leon crying out for a quick breath as his hips thrust forward again. Regaining a faster pace that made Ada move a bit forward each pass. Her soft breaths turning into more desperate airy whimpers as his thrusts grew more powerful. His arm feeling her breasts moving against him, bouncing along with the bed as he forced himself into her at a furiously passionate pace.
His cock was heavy, dragging back and forth inside. Gruff groans released from him as he felt his entire length with each pass in between her legs as her thighs pressed together. Angling her hips, she nearly let out a loud trembly whimper once she felt him hitting that one spot inside of her. Over and over again. Leon was always an attentive lover, noticing the smallest changes and noticing each time she was desperate for more. Positioned exactly how she wanted him, his hand released her hip and dove back down to her pussy. Heat radiating off of it as his two fingers spread apart her engorged folds. His thumb returning to gently circle at her clit. He only wished he could see his glistening cock plunging in and out of her.
A soft mewl managed to release from Ada, more of a whining pur as she snapped her eyes shut. Her body tensing and relaxing in rapid succession at the ministrations of Leon’s fingers and cock. One of her hands grabbed at her breasts desperately clinging onto herself as her other hand grabbed at his arm. Keeping her stationary and rooted tightly to Leon. He knew he wasn’t going to last long at this rate, his cock throbbing and heavy, nearly ready to burst. His mind almost going blank and his vision blurring. Ada knew it too, and thankfully she wasn’t going to last long either. Her hips grew more forceful, causing his cock to hit inside her perfectly. His fingers stimulating her all too well, her legs twitching all the way down to her toes. Her body involuntarily curling inward as her back arched into him. Warning him of her the point of her climax. The rough force of her slamming onto his cock triggered his own orgasm. A breathy moan erupting from him as his cock twitched wildly inside, feeling himself spilling inside of her. Her warm walls quivering as they milked him of his cum. The warmth of his seed setting off her off as the sensation of heat bloomed inside and spread throughout her entire body. Losing just a bit of consciousness as her orgasm flooded over her. Seeing stars and hearing ringing and her own pounding heartbeat in her ears. Leon still panting for breath while his hips still moved forward into her as the rest of his cum filled her, spilling a bit as it oozed out. A heavy load filling her up entirely.
His normal instincts was to inevitably reach over to the nightstand. Pulling open drawer and grabbing one of the towels to clean up. Instead he remained inside of her, relishing in the soft twitches of her thighs and her little exhales of breath that filled the room. Bathing in the afterglow of pure perfect morning sex. Their bodies somehow more relaxed than they were before.
“You awake now?” He asked again, his voice staggered as he reached over to grasp the underside of her chin. Twisting her closely to him to place a kiss against her lips.
“Maybe," she hummed a low tone, her lips still lightly pressed against his. "You may have woken me from my sleep,” she finally said as her lips parted from his. Her entire face brightening up as her smile grew on her lips. His eyes softly blinked at her, keeping this image of her in his memory. Simply staring at her he felt his thigh twitch a bit, his hips instinctually giving her a teasing thrust as he stayed pinned inside of her.
Leon exhaled a short breath and hum, new vigor still in him, “Should I check? Make sure you’re awake?”
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