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Early morning sunshine, muggy summer air, and the sound of pots and pans clattering in the kitchen just outside the door; nothing had ever sounded so much like the meaning of “home” to Gaien. Groaning, the oversized turian pulled the soft body of her wife tighter into his side and buried his face in her hair, refusing to acknowledge that it was going to soon be time to get up.
He’d been living in this house for six months now, he’d been married to his wife almost a full year, and he couldn’t remember a time in his life before now where he woke up feeling happy. Actually happy, filled with joy, like he finally had somewhere he could call home.
Sure, his household consisted of his mother-in-law, his wife, and like fifteen cats… but he couldn’t remember a time where getting up and being greeted was something he experienced in anything other than in dreams. Now when he rose in the morning, he got to nip at the back of his mate’s neck, hear his mother-in-law scream across the tiny house. He would step around and avoid the tiny furry bodies of his other housemates and make his way over to the kava machine.
Speaking of his wife, he finally opened just one eye and moved his head, staring into the mess of brown hair that was her head. He chuckled, scooting closer into her back and curling up, his mandibles tangling in her now shoulder length locks. To him, this was the best feeling, waking up and holding Sterling tightly.
“Mmmmmmmphhuh” groaned Sterling as she was squeezed, “No… hot… too hot… go ‘way.” She grumbled as she tried weakly to pull away from his too hot body.
Gaien just laughed softly and held her tighter, “It’s always hot between us babe.” he whispered as he pulled some of her hair away from her neck and nipped at the pale flesh there.
Sterling reached up and ran her hand over his fringe. “Gaien… please…”
“I can’t help it, I love you so much.” He rumbled as he moved his hand across her stomach and then slid it under her shirt, touching the damn flesh. He couldn’t blame her for sweating. Inside the house was like an oven, and while he was mildly enjoying it, he could understand why she found sleeping miserable. Hot house, hot husband, hot weather… he knew his wife preferred the cold to the heat.
“My mother’s right there.” she breathed as he moved so he was leaning over her, his forehead pressing firmly against her own as he nipped gently at her lips. “Gaien…” she sighed.
“We can be quiet.” his voice barely a whisper as he used his synthetic hand to run down her side and hook her leg over his hip. “I promise to not make you scream this time.”
Sterling considered it, even with her brain half asleep… however the fear of her mother walking in on them once again won the internal debate. She gently scratched at the sweet spot under his fringe before pinching the tender tissue.
Gaien squawked in surprise before he made a mournful noise and rolled off her, “Could have just said no.”
“You wouldn’t have listened; you’d keep trying to convince me.” she laughed. Gaien narrowed his eyes at her before shrugging, he honestly would have. Not that he would ever force himself on his wife… but he was a little pushy at times. It was hard not to be when all he could do was watch how her soft body moved and he was already feeling his plates shift.
More and more lately he had been noticing how his wife was indeed… female. He wanted to chock it all up to the fact he was probably going to hit his mating month soon… however he couldn’t remember ever being so focused in on one female, especially one who wasn’t turian during that time before.
The hopeful part of him was piecing together that he really just couldn’t find any other female but his wife attractive anymore. Sure there were aesthetically pleasing women all over… but Sterling was the only one who made his heart thump and his brain fog. The sight of her wearing nothing but his shirt alone had him ready for whatever round they were on most nights.
“I love my wife.” He smiled as he pressed his mouth plates to her cheek and fluttered his mandibles. “Can’t blame a happily bound turian guy for being all over his one and only.”
“No, I certainly can’t.” she purred at him as she rolled over him and stood up. stretching she popped all her joints back into place and yawned widely. “What are you doing today?”
“Studying…” he groaned, “I want to get my contractors liscense... so we can finally start going to go look at land or something. I love your mother and all my darling but it’s kind of hard to get it on when she still doesn’t know how to knock.”
Sterling blew a puff of air out of her mouth and smirked, “Tell me about it, try growing up like that.”
“I can see how that would be tough, trying to rub one out and then sudden- Hey!” he gasped as she grabbed a pillow and held it over his face.
“Nonononononono!” she cried with a red face as she attempted to smother her husband. Who of course over powered her and chuckled as he trapped her in his arms.
“Oh, now you owe me!” he chuckled as he threw her down next to him and rolled on top of her. Only earning a laugh and the sweet kissed of his wife as he managed to get his early morning fun.