jianhuo | [dated to February 14]

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[dated to February 14]

Valentine's Day has never been all that important to Saffron, though the reasons for that have varied through the years. Most of the time it's been due to bitterness, the belief that everything the holiday stands for is based on lies and deceit. In more recent years, it's been more about the status quo, not needing a specific day to tell people she cares, and not expecting anything out of the ordinary from anyone else. She's never really been the kind of girl who gets the typical boyfriend, the kind who brings her flowers and calls her and takes her to places like the movies and out dancing. At least not until now.

Saffron wakes up the morning of Valentine's Day and not only does she have someone to celebrate it with this year, this time it means something more. One year ago today Church asked her out on a date, on their very first date. It seems so long ago and yet not long at all. She's not expecting anything special today, nor does she have anything particularly elaborate planned herself. For Saffron, it's more than enough to spend the day with the man she loves, and right now, she doesn't see any reason to get out of bed where she's warm and comfortable in his arms.

Shifting a little closer to Church, she snuggles against his chest and presses a kiss to his jaw.

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I suck at dates, but with all the media and decorations everywhere, I'd have to be a complete jackass not to get that Valentine's day was a thing. I mean, I picked up some champagne and strawberry-slash-chocolate things yesterday, right, so I'm not completely screwed. I didn't really get any gifts because, shit, I just did that at Christmas and my bank account hasn't recovered yet. But when I wake up to Helen next to me and feeling her lips on my skin I know I"d probably do the whole thing over again if she asked me.

"Morning, babe." I'm probably mumbling, 'cause I'm not quite awake yet, but I guess it doesn't matter as long as I pull her closer and kiss her forehead in response.

"Morning," Saffron replies softly, smiling at his cute, sleepy drawl. She's not completely alert yet herself, her eyes still half closed as she kisses the hollow beneath his ear. "Happy Valentine-versary."

Mmmmm, that feels nice and I pull her a little closer. We should probably get up, get dressed, do something couple-y, or we could just stay here. I'm totally okay with that, too. My girl get whatever she wants today. I'm generous like that.

"Happy whatever you just said to you, too." Turning my head, I kiss her shoulder.

"Valentine-versary," Saffron repeats, her lips brushing against his skin. "You know, a combination of Valentine's day and anniversary. Since today is both for us. I've lapsed into momentary cheesiness and it's all your fault so you're not allowed to make fun."

"Me? Never." Still haven't opened my eyes, but I'm pretty sure it's not necessary yet. Feels too damn early anyway and besides, I'm good the way things are. Especially with the warm kisses and everything. Woman knows what can reduce me to a puddle of goo alright.

"Smart man," she murmurs, continuing to press soft, sleepy kisses along his jaw and neck. "I reckon we ought to do something to celebrate."

She doesn't move, though, just stays cuddled up against him. His skin is warm against hers, inviting further contact. "Eventually. Right now I don't want to move."

"Whatever you want, babe." Those kisses are damn inviting and I let my hand wander under the covers to trail my fingers long her side, over her ribs, grazing the edge of a perfect breast. I don't want to push anything too far, but I can't be so hopeless that I can't recognize a few signs.

She smiles against his neck before lifting up just enough to kiss his lips, soft and inviting. "You're very agreeable this morning, baby," Saffron replies, biting her lower lip as a tingle goes through her at the touch of his fingers on her bare skin. "Right now...I want more of that."

There are worse ways to wake up in the morning. Much, much worse ways. "Yes, ma'am," I growl, nibbling at her neck and running an hand into her sleepy-mussed hair. It lets me pull her closer to me, pulling her lips to mine so I can kiss her deeper. The other hand brushes against her breast again, barely touching, mostly teasing. Still kinda walking up here and I want to take this slow and lazy.

Saffron loves this kind of morning, the soft touches and slow kisses that are better at waking her up than any alarm because it's gradual rather than abrupt, the best kind of arousal as she hums softly and presses against Church's warm skin. They've got the whole day to spend together, no hurry to be anywhere, and why the hell would she want to be anywhere but right here anyway?

Definitely not sleepy now. Nope, not a bit. Kissing my way across her collarbone, I shift a little so I can keep working down her chest, replacing my fingers with my lips. I feel her taut nipple against my tongue as I swipe against it, hand reaching down between legs to caress her inner thigh. I want her more than humming before I continue, I'm greedy like that right now.

She sucks in a breath at the flick of his tongue against her nipple, her hands sliding through his hair. Saffron wants more of his touch, always more, her leg slipping loosely around him as she lets out a moan. "Church," she breathes, just his name and nothing more, but the arousal building inside her is apparent just in that one word. She maneuvers a hand down between them, stroking him gently.

I let out a quiet curse when I feel her hand on me. I'm hard as a rock and aching like hell to be inside her, but I'm not done teasing her yet, not by a long shot. Tugging gently on her nipple with my teeth, I slide my hand between her legs, slipping between the flushed folds and stroking her as light as she's doing me.

"Love the way you say my name." I kiss her between her breasts as I start to work my way down her body, reluctantly moving away from the soft hand on my cock. My thumb presses against her clit, working in a slow circle around it. "Want to hear you say it again and again."

"Church," Saffron repeats on the heels of a gasp, drawing it out a little more this time, her tone almost pleading. She needs him inside her, badly, but she sure as hell doesn't want him to stop what he's doing either.

There's more she's planning to say, words of sweet seduction, but they all fly right out of her head at the press of his thumb to her clit. So she simply breathes his name again, her eyes falling shut and her hands roaming over his skin.

Yeah, baby, that's what I like to hear. I love a good fuck just as much as the last guy, but there's something about making her crazy that's fucking awesome. I mean, look at her, could have any guy in the dam city, but she wants me. Go figure. So I might as well live up to her expectations, right? I slide a couple fingers inside of her as I leave a bite on her hip, kissing my way down to the inside of her thighs, still teasing her clit with my thumb.

She loves it when he does something that's gonna leave a mark. Saffron moans again, one that starts with the fingers and gets stretched out at the bite, the contrast in the softness of his lips against her thighs. Church is stimulating her in so many ways, it's almost an overwhelming combination, but damn is it good. The kind of good she doesn't ever want to let go of.

"So good," is all she can manage, the idea of coherent sentences at this point seeming a little absurd.

I slowly kiss my way up her leg until I can replace my thumb with my lips and tongue, sucking and licking the tight bundle of nerves even as I work my fingers in and out of her. She's like a... a fucking instrument, tuned to perfection and I'm still learning how to play. At least now I know enough to not play out of tune. Shit. I have got to get better metaphors for this, but it is what it is, okay? I follow the sounds she's making, repeating what I think she wants me to repeat, trying to drive her wild before I get mine. Which I hope is soon because I can't possibly get any harder than I am and I seriously want some attention below the belt, you know?

Saffron has to work to keep her hips still as Church tastes her, his mouth adding to and improving upon what his hand started. It doesn't matter how many times they're together like this, it never gets old - she yearns for every second, feeling his fingers slip into her as he works her with his mouth and builds her up to her inevitable climax.

"Ai ya," she murmurs, squirming just a little with pleasure, a hand tangling in his hair. She wants it to last, and it does for a while, but eventually it's just too good and she comes, crying out softly at her release.

I don't get the Chinese thing, but she's hotter than hell when she uses it, even when she's using it to curse someone out. I wait for her to come down a bit before I pull away, nipping at her inner thigh before I start my way back up her body.

"Awake now, sweetheart?" And yeah, I'm smirking as I say it. I know I'm good.

"Oh," Saffron replies on an exhale, drawing it out as she does a little stretch, arching her body up against his. She tugs on his arm, wanting contact with all of him, wanting his mouth on hers. "I am definitely awake now."

I take my time, 'cause I can be evil like that, nibbling at her breasts and sliding up against her body, one of my legs between hers so I can rub my cock on her body and get a little relief for my raging boner. I want, shit, need some satisfaction but right now I'm having more fun playing with her. My hand reaches down to cup her ass, pulling her closer as I kiss my way across her collarbone before fully taking her lips with mine. "What was that you said? Happy Valentine-o-versary or something?"

It's a little bit torturous, but Saffron can't really complain about the attention Church is paying to her body. She wants to reciprocate badly, but she waits, sliding her hands over his skin as he works his way upward, humming against his lips as he finally kisses her.

"Something like that," she replies, lips curving into a smile as she runs a hand up his side.

"Eh, details." I like what that hand's doing. Hell, I like what all of her is doing. I just fucking like her. Love her. Still wrapping my head around that one. I gotta be zapped to some alternate dimension and shit to get my act together enough for a chick to not want to shoot me on sight. Totally worth it, though.

Nibbling at her lip, a take a moment to play with one of her breasts, idly caressing it, gently pinching the nipple a little, not really making any plans or plays, just... fooling around. "So did we have plans for today, or something...?" Laying my head on the pillow next to hers, I give her by best innocent look. Slightly hampered by the raging hard-on I've got.

She bites her lip as he touches her, sucking in a short breath at the pinch to her nipple. "I may be forming a plan right now," Saffron replies, grinning at him before she turns and rolls them over, positioning herself on top. She leans down and kisses him, pulling her hips back at the same time so she can reach down between them to curl a hand around his cock. "Said plan definitely involves doing very naughty things to your incredibly sexy body."

Yeah, baby. I roll over easily, putting my hands under my head as I just drink in the view for a minute, looking at her breasts, hips, waist, belly, collarbone, the little patches of reddening skin where I bit and sucked at her. Perfect view. Beats any in the world.

A view which disappears when I feel her hand on me and my eyes close a bit, one opening long enough to look at her with a bit of a challenge, "Oh, yeah, like to hear more about this plan of yours."

"Oh, I bet you would," she murmurs as she kisses her way along his jaw to his ear before starting down his neck. As well as she knows every inch of his skin by now, Saffron never comes close to tiring of it, and she can't imagine she ever will. Every gorgeous inch of him is a landscape that's all hers, one she'll always enjoy exploring. "Maybe I'll just surprise you instead."

"Surprise me, huh? You think you still can, sweetheart?" It's an empty question and a distracted one because all my focus is kind of on the hand on my dick and how I dearly wish she'd do something with it. I'm pretty sure she can still shock the hell out of me, she was a stripper and I'm not exactly what one would call over-experienced, but it gives me a chance to smirk and see what she does come up with.

Hey, I'm a lifelong learner, here. Education is important. Very important.

She strokes him slowly once, twice, grinning against Church's lips before kissing him again. She's got him right where she wants him, and somehow, she's not as bothered as she probably should be that she's just as likely to succumb to his will as he is to hers. It's a new feeling, one she's still getting used to.

"That sounds like a challenge," Saffron murmurs as she strokes him again, still slow and easy, then reaches up with both hands to curl them around his wrists, leaning on them to pin him to the bed. "Challenge accepted."

My eyebrows arch a little when she pins my hands. This is new. Makes me wonder what kind of kinky shit she has in mind. And how little I imagine I'm going to complain about it. Nope. No complaints. Although my dick's lonely now that she's not touching it anymore.

"Kinda wondering what you're thinking here, babe."

"Wouldn't you like to know," Saffron purrs, grinning down at Church. She wants to drive him a little crazy, wants to watch him ache for her the way she always aches for him as she enjoys the feel and the taste of his incredible body.

Sliding her hands up, she slips them into his, threading their fingers together so that she's holding his hands but still pinning his arms down. Then she leans down and kisses him, sliding her body up and down against his as she does so.

By the time she's kissing me, I'm groaning with need. She's gonna torture the shit out of me, isn't she? I'll enjoy it, but fuck if it isn't cruel. My fingers tighten around hers as I try to resist the urge to move them down her perfect body and flip her over so I can have my way with her. With her tits pressing against my chest I'm pretty sure I get even harder which has to be some kind of medical impossibility and I find myself thrusting up a little, trying to get more friction, more anything from her.

Saffron stays there a little while longer, kissing him and rubbing against him, loving the way he's pushing up to try and get more contact with her. She knows he wants to flip them back over, and part of her wants to let him, wants to beg him to take her hard and now.

She doesn't, though. Instead she starts to move her way downward, lips moving along his jaw and down his neck to his collarbone. She lets go of his hands mostly out of necessity as she moves further down, her hands running along his arms and down his sides as she continues her slow progress down his chest towards what she knows he wants.

"Oh, God, DAMN, woman, you're a tease." I probably wouldn't have her any other way and I know I'm probably grinning like an idiot as I fold my hands back under my head. Pretty sure they won't stay there for very long, but for now, I'm just enjoying the ride, letting my body twitch a little in anticipation as that sweet, warm little mouth makes its way down south.

She traces a line with her tongue up the center of his chest, then kisses back down the same path. "And you love every second of it," she murmurs, lifting her mouth from his skin just long enough to reply. Glancing up at Church's face with a smile, she continues on, gradually downward with her lips and her hands until at last she's sucking up a mark on his hip.

"Yes, I do. Fuck me, I do." I close my eyes, in defeat as much as the need to focus everything I have on just staying still and not doing... any of the million things I love to do to her. With her. Whatever. The sex is always hot and always fucking worth it and I can wait my fucking turn like a big boy.

God, I want to beg, especially when she finally makes ti to my cock, only to tease the tip.

"We'll get to that. Eventually." Saffron glances up at Church's face briefly, giving him a somewhat wicked grin. It's like a drug, the way she feeds off his reactions, the high she gets from putting him through this sweet torture and then finally giving him the reward they both crave. She needs it, and him.

She moves at an unhurried pace, curling a hand around him, taking her tongue and swirling it around the tip of his cock. Her other hand slides up his leg and side as she does it again, stroking him slowly with her hand at the same time.

Oh, God, it isn't fair. My nerves are screaming for something more and she's just taking her damn sweet time. I can feel the texture of her tongue, like cotton sandpaper - rough, but smoothed over and warm. Fucking incredible.

Reaching down, I run my fingers into her hair, barely resisting the urge to push, to make her get on with it, and instead just gripping tightly. It would be so damn easy to grab her, but that's not me. Could be, if she keeps this up too long, but not really.

She's driving him crazy and she loves it. Saffron curls a hand around Church's hip, smiling briefly at the feel of his hand in her hair, at the tension she knows he must be feeling. She teases for just a couple moments more, then takes him into her mouth as far as she can get him, humming as she does so, her hand still curled around the base so it can add to what she's doing as she starts to move up and down slowly.

"Fuh-huck." Words were definitely not happening. Not while I can look down and see those beautiful lips on my cock. Holy shit having a body is great sometimes. Like, fucking awesome.

And I am not gonna last long like this. Nope, not gonna happen, I've been too pent-up for too long. "Babe-" I tug at her hair a little, hoping she gets the point before I completely lose it.

[I FOUND THE THING! I'm so sorry.]

At the tug on her hair, Saffron slides her lips off him, in no hurry as she makes her way back up Church's body with a wicked grin. "What do you want, baby?" she asks as if she doesn't know perfectly well, punctuating her question by tugging gently on his lower lip with her teeth. Straddling him, she tilts her hips down slowly and the friction makes her suck in a breath. "Want to be inside me?"

I can't answer with words, so instead I pull her to me, kissing her hard and starting to roll so I can lay her out on her back. Much as I'd like to watch her ride me, I want something harder. Faster. Something I control. Not very fucking progressive of me, but the woman has a knack for bringing out the caveman in me. Fuck, any guy with a cock, I imagine.

To whit, the guttural growl that's as close to speech as I'm able that comes out as I kiss my way down her neck and chest, finding the hard nipple of her breast and nipping at it before gently teasing. I don't want to hurt her, but maybe I want her just a little as crazy as she's making me.

She moans against his mouth as he rolls them over, the heat rising within her as they kiss. Saffron presses up against him, the tables suddenly turned as Church flips all her teasing around on her on a dime and she finds herself going a little mad with want. She needs him to take her, hard and strong, and she can tell that's what he wants too.

A gasp escapes her as his mouth finds her breast and she curls a leg around him, clutching at him as she moans out her need for more.

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