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“It’s been a while since we did this.” River mumbles against you, leaving kisses down your neck.
You find your fingers running through his hair, still recovering from last night’s activities. “You’re not mad, aren’t you?”
“Mad?”
“That I’m not here all the time.” You look away from him for a second, not wanting to see how he’ll react. But his hand softly guides your face back to him, and you can see how his eyes glisten with understanding and a warmth you’ve never been met with with another person
“I know.” He whispers, his voice a gentle reassurance that melts away at any of the worries you held. “And that’s okay. I know you’re busy getting your things together, but nothing will ever change about how I feel about you, not even how much time we spend together. Quality over quantity, or something like that.”
You only hum in response, resting in River’s lap as his hands rest on your bare hips, sliding underneath the Samurai tee that you’re wearing, rubbing circles along the scars there. You close your eyes, enjoying the sensation. His hands roam higher, brushing against your skin and sending a shiver of pleasure through your body.
You sigh, slowly grinding your ass against his crotch. You can start to feel him harden again underneath you. A sneaky hand prompts you to open your eyes when you feel him feel up your breasts, a smirk playing on his lips. You are about to chide him but the words die at the tip of your tongue, a soft moan escaping you when he pinches a nipple. A ‘sorry, babe’ leaves his lips, rubbing it gently with his thumb as an apology.
“River…” You press into him, your back arching as you savour his touch, and it’s like he’s read your mind, shuffling to get you out of your panties. You gladly help him, lifting your hips and tossing them across your apartment. He swiftly follows, pulling down his sweatpants enough to pull out his cock, the tip already shiny with precum.
Wasting no time, he guides your hips and sinks you down onto him, eyes never leaving you while you cry out, face scrunched up with ecstasy. You press yourself down in an effort to chase your pleasure, trembling when his thrusts gradually build up to a frantic pace, relentlessly pounding into you with more force each time.
You choke on a breath when one of his hands slips down, his thumb finding your engorged clit. He chuckles breathily at your sudden change in expression, and for a moment you can not think nor form a coherent sentence, choosing to whine his name instead. “You close, V?”
“No,” you blatantly lie, a grin plastered on your face before a sudden flash of pain comes shooting down. Moaning, your hand grips onto his shoulders, jolting again when his hand slaps your ass again.
“You know I am a cop, right? Not exactly a good liar, y’know.” He teases your clit with more fervour, groaning when he feels your walls tighten around him. You pant as he thrusts harder, pushing you closer and closer to the edge. “Cum for me, V. You can do it.” Grunting, he begins to start fucking you mercilessly, hips pushing upward, determined to get your release.
And unsurprisingly, it works. “F-fuck, River!” You clench around him, body convulsing and legs twitching as you see white. He continues to use you, the overstimulation like a drug before you feel the thick ropes of cum coat your insides. You both begin to recollect yourselves, but he doesn’t pull out of you, keeping you filled with his cock and cum.
The room is cloaked with a serene hush as the soft glow of sunlight spills through the curtains, bathing you both in a delicate radiance. “I really love ya, V.” He sighs, bringing your chest closer to his. You could almost feel his heart beating against yours, and while you don’t say it back, you close your eyes, the rhythmic cadence of your breath intertwining with his lulling you to sleep in his arms.