reversedpolarity | [continued from tsw]

She knew he would follow. How could he resist that anyway? She smirked at him over her shoulder and then losing the last of her clothes, she turned on the water shower, turning to fully face him and raise an eyebrow. She watched him, undressing him with her eyes momentarily and then smirked. "Don't pretend like you aren't interested," she said sternly. She was about ready to demand he get his ass over to her and get something started because she'd had just enough of this teasing - even if she secretly loved it.

Without another thought, she turned and got into the shower, standing under the spray.

Oh, he was very definitely interested, but Liz had pulled him away from his work, and he intended to make her make up for the fact that he'd have to either get up a little earlier or stay a little later the next day to catch up. And he was going to tease her as much as possible, which admittedly was not that much; as Liz stepped into the shower, he began to strip himself.

Out of everything except his shirt, he began to unbutton it, leaving it half buttoned up as he poked his head into the shower. "I could use a bit o' help with the rest o' these buttons, love," he told her, grinning.

If he planned to make her suffer, she would just have to get him back later. She had no intention of letting today go by without amazing rounds of sex, but if she had to, she could draw it out too. As he peaked his head in at her, she laughed at him. He just wanted her to help and she would be lying if she said she didn't want to. So, she stepped out of the shower, dripping wet - in more ways than one - and started on the buttons to his shirt. Why he bothered to change, she had no idea, but she was very intently watching his skin become apparent as each button came undone.

Liz wasted no time, the shirt being shoved off his shoulders while her mouth moved to kiss his neck, a path moving from there to collarbone. The very second her hands were free, she looked up at him, one arm around his shoulders and the other moving to stroke him ever so slowly.

The buttons on the shirt were every reason why he'd bothered to change. There wasn't much that was sexy about pulling a uniform shirt up over his head. But making Liz get out of the shower to finish unbuttoning his shirt? That was hot, and well worth having taken a few minutes to change. And it didn't hurt, either, that rather than pull him into the shower with her right away, instead she began running her hands over him, kissing him; he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, exhaling softly as she took him in her hand.

In a minute he'd pull her back into the shower. In a minute. First he was going to take a moment to thoroughly enjoy the fact that he'd decided to skip out of work early.

She loved him more than anything and bringing him pleasure was one of her favorite ways to show it. She certainly wasn't shy about sex and never had a problem discussing it. She'd mentioned a few things, hoping to instigate more creative things, but that was all in fun. If they were to go on making love as they usually did for the rest of their lives, she'd be a very satisfied woman. Not that they could take their hands off each other.

She continued to stroke him, her mouth latching onto a place on his neck as she did so, tempted to drop to her knees, but unsure of his reaction. For now, she would just make it extremely clear that she wanted him and she wanted him, now. Hell, she'd continue on like this.

Edited 2010-08-15 07:02 (UTC)

He slipped a hand down between her legs as she continued to fondle him, and slowly, he began to back her into the shower, kissing her wherever he could reach while her mouth was latched to his neck. Within moments, they were both standing together under the spray of water from the shower. He was already feeling comfortable and relaxed, and the warm water helped relax him further. Between the shower and Liz, any stress that might have been left over from his work day was completely melted away.

She let out a little whimper when he started to reciprocate. It took only a few moments of that before he was backing her into the shower. She gladly did so, hand still busy with him even as they were under the hot water. She smiled against his skin, kissing where she could and becoming more and more grateful with each second that they got to spend the day together, even if he did have to leave early from work for this. Her free hand wrapped around his waist and she smiled up at him. "How you feeling, sunshine?" as if she didn't know the answer.

He pulled her closer, his eyes closed, breath hitching both as she whimpered and with each stroke of her hand. Her question was met with a soft hum of contentment as he pressed a kiss to her neck, with the clear thought An' just how do you think I'm feelin'? directed at her, with a clear hint of amusement. Like she had to ask. It shouldn't be possible for anyone to feel this relaxed so soon after ditching work, and yet here he was, ready to more or less melt.

She knew that he was relaxed and his directed thoughts made her giggle. She gripped him a little tighter in response. Well, if he was good now, he'd be better in a little bit. She smirked up at him, a grin of satisfaction on her face. She loved that she could touch him whenever she wanted. She loved that she could snuggle and cuddle and kiss her husband and then be as happy as can be. She was significantly turned on at the moment and had to hold back from simply jumping him. Instead, she stuck with using her hands.

Already she had him going weak at the knees, and although their usual method of sex in the shower generally involved Liz up against the wall in some form or fashion, he couldn't help but wonder if there were enough room on the shower floor to simply sink down and let Liz take the lead on this round. Her tightening her hand around him resulted in him sinking back a little, steadying himself against the wall, and by now, his thoughts more or less matched hers. He wanted very much to jump her, or for her to go right ahead and jump him. Really, he wasn't picky. Either one would be perfectly fine with him.

[[Back home and the internet's being buggy, so I don't know how reliably I'll be online. Sadface.]]

Edited 2010-08-18 05:39 (UTC)

[[I apologize in advance... Liz took over and.. yeah, there was just no way she was going to let the wall leaning go.]]

He was feeling the effects and she was immensely proud of herself. By the time he was leaning against the wall, thinking the same thing she was thinking, Liz had already started to wonder just how far she could push their sexual relationship. Honestly, what was the worst that could happen? He would be the one on the receiving end. And that made up her mind. Their may not be room to drop them both to the floor, but she certainly could. Liz kisses his neck and across his shoulder, then over his chest and continued lower and lower, her hands always on him until she was crouched in front of him. He had to know where this was going and she wasted no time to let him think about it before she added her mouth to the agents of pleasure.

He realized what Liz was about to do a moment after she began to sink down. It took him by surprise, to be perfectly honest, and he nearly gasped as she wrapped her mouth around him, every muscle tensing for a moment. He relaxed again immediately, sinking back against the wall, tilting his head back, eyes half closed. He curled his fingers into her hair, his breath hitching slightly. This... this was hot.

[[And apparently Monty likes it. XD And also this is my last tag for the night, I'm crashing.]]

That was a relief. His fingers in her hair was a surprisingly loving gesture, she felt and only encouraged her more. She used her hands to caress his thighs and stroking the parts of him that her mouth couldn't reach. It was a very different side of the two of them and she'd be lying if she said she wasn't enjoying it. That was something she wanted to share, so she opened up their connection, making sure he knew she wanted to bring him pleasure this way. Her mouth worked over him gently until she could get another read off how he felt about it.

[[Go Monty, you stud. And goodnight!! <3]]

It wasn't something he'd have thought about asking for, but Liz had initiated it, and he certainly wasn't going to protest. And when she opened up the empathic connection they shared, so he could feel what she felt, and if there had been a chance that he might have wondered if she really wanted to do this for him, while she held that connection open, there was no room for any doubts at all. He was certain that he would never figure out exactly why he deserved a woman like Liz, or how he'd been lucky enough to end up married to her.

[[Half here, half not again tonight. *flails* I'm counting down the days until my internet arrives. XD]]

She had no reason not to want to. He certainly deserved any love and pleasure she could give him. Of course, he was less than sure about that, but she knew that had it not been for him, she would have floundered on this ship, falling apart in her quarters and her office, never to be seen or heard because she felt she didn't belong and part of her still felt that way, except now, the one place she did belong, was with him. So, she was willing to give him all the pleasure he could handle.

[[Today was a really awful day. :( And idk how we always have relationship internal dialogue during smut.]]

He wasn't going to let her get away with it too long; while he was enjoying himself immensely, Liz was really getting him fired up, and he was close to pulling her back up, to get her up against the wall. And after a few more minutes, he dropped a hand to her shoulder, gently giving her a little mental nudge to get her to stand back up.

[[Aw, hon. *huggles*]]

Liz almost laughed at the mental nudge. The fact that he was so comfortable with her telepathy that he knew he could give her a 'mental nudge' was both hilarious and extremely warming for her. His hand rested gently on her shoulder and she took her cue, standing up, her hands on his hip and her face buried in his neck. In spite of herself, she was blushing bright red.

[[today is better. my older brother is just an ass]]

There were very definite advantages to being married to a telepath, and being able to communicate clearly non-verbally was one of those advantages. And through the connection, he could tell that she was blushing, even without being able to see her. "I love you," he murmured, leaning his head against hers and wrapping his arms around her as she buried her face in his neck.

She smiled against his neck and nuzzles in as close as she can. She laughed to herself as he said he loved her and she was feeling just a mess over this. "I love you," she murmured. Not that he didn't know already. She felt embarrassed to bring it up, but she knew he enjoyed it and there really was nothing else to say about that.

He slipped a hand into her hair, pulling her against him, lowering his head to press a kiss to her neck, trying to find the words to tell her that she didn't need to be embarrassed about that. It didn't help matters any that he was able to feel that she was embarrassed, because feeling that left him with the strange feeling that he ought to be feeling embarrassed, and if they didn't sort this out quickly the two of them were just going to be an absolute mess. "Talk tae me, love," he suggested gently, trying valiantly to ignore the fact that he could feel his own face heating slightly.

She smiled to herself as he asked her to talk to him. She shook her head softly and hummed, sort of unsure of what to say. "I love you, you know that," she sort of ignored the question, but knew that she shouldn't. "I just... we didn't really... I hadn't intended... I just..." she pouted and looked up at him finally. She just wanted to make him feel good and she didn't want to admit that either she liked giving him pleasure that way. She didn't know exactly how to explain it.

He couldn't hear her thoughts. It didn't work that way. While Liz kept that connection between them open, all he could do was feel what she felt. And so when Liz began to explain, haltingly, what was on her mind, it was impossible for him to catch onto the fact that she didn't know how to explain that she enjoyed pleasuring him like that. He misinterpreted what she was trying to say, thinking that she was uncomfortable with what she'd just done. "Love, if you don't want tae..." If it was something she was uncomfortable with, then he didn't want her to think that it was something she was obligated to do.

[[Sorry for disappearing. :< The mosquitoes are just too much. *flails*]]

She looked up at him in shock. Wow, that hadn't been what she meant at all. She shook her head at him, looking up. "No, that's not what I meant," she watched his face, "I wanted to. I wouldn't have if I didn't, I just didn't exactly warn you and then I thought that you might think it was..." She made a face instead of saying anything. Maybe she thought it was sort of improper, maybe? She looked down, unsure of herself more than anything.

When she looked down, he cupped a hand under her chin, gently tilting her head up so she was looking at him, and he gave her a warm, reassuring smile, relieved that his assumption had been wrong. "Love, I thought it was fantastic," he told her, leaning in to kiss her softly. There was nothing but warmth and reassurance in his voice and in his thoughts.

That look was the most reassuring look she'd seen from him and even as her cheeks turned pink, she wasn't necessarily embarrassed anymore. She kiss him back, wrapping her arms around his torso and hugging him tightly. Even when she wasn't able to or simply wasn't sharing her empathetic abilities with him, he always knew what she needed. With a tilt of her head, she moved to kiss his neck again before simply leaning heavily against him. Well, sex was the plan, but cuddles... cuddles were the plan, too.

[[Kid you not, reread my last tag and I can't remember writing it. I swear I was asleep last night.]]

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