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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"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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[dated to February 14]

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