Moving Day (for dontthinkabout)

[chesstotem]

Ariadne knew that the day all their new furniture got delivered to the condo would be busy - she'd done her best to time all the delivery arrivals so that there wouldn't be too much of a clusterfuck, but inevitably there were about three trucks parked on the street at any given time.

And she had a lot of burly delivery men to direct.

"Master bedroom, please," she said firmly to one group, then turned to another couple of guys, who were hauling her drafting table. "Careful with that, please take it to the breakfast nook, that space to the back of the kitchen with all the windows. Thanks..."

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[chesstotem]

"I'm the only one who can satisfy you," she murmured. It wasn't a question. "And no one else gets to touch me like this."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

Arthur grunted against her neck. “Fuck, Ariadne.” He picked up his pace, but still pushed into her as deep as he can.

[chesstotem]

"Yes," she said, pressing against him, her hips meeting every thrust. "More, Arthur. Fuck me. Please, I want you..."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He kept pushing into her as he lifted his head and met her eyes, hair falling onto his face. “Like that?” He asked as he pumped into her faster.

[chesstotem]

She moaned, nodding a little. "Don't hold back. I want to feel it tomorrow..."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

Lifting himself onto his palms, the change in the angle gave him better leverage. “I won’t,” he said.

[chesstotem]

She whimpered, clutching at his shoulders. "Yes, just like that... fuck, Arthur, right there... I'm getting close..."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He grunted in response knowing by the way she was tightening around him that she was about to come.

[chesstotem]

"Arthur... Arthur..." She groaned and came for the third time, shuddering in pleasure.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

Arthur stilled his movements as she climaxed and it didn’t take long until he came, spilling inside of her with a low groan against her lips.

[chesstotem]

Ariadne relaxed underneath him, pressing idle kisses to his collar bones.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“Told you I could keep up,” he muttered as he caught his breath.

[chesstotem]

She grinned. "You're always amazing."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“You are, too.” He kissed the corner of her mouth gently before pulling out.

[chesstotem]

"I love you," she said, smiling as she watched him.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“I love you,” he whispered, laying one hand on the side of her face.

[chesstotem]

"Promise?" she asked with a little smile. "Even if I decided to do up one of the bathrooms in nice shades of pink?"

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

Arthur nodded. “I promise even if you do up one of the bathrooms in shades of pink.”

[chesstotem]

"I won't do that, though," she quickly explained. "Pink is terrible with my complexion."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“But I love when you blush,” he said and touched her cheek.

[chesstotem]

She laughed, turning her head to kiss his hand. "How did you get so perfect?"

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“Birth defect,” he replied with a grin.

[chesstotem]

"I hope it is genetic, for the sake of our potential future children," she said, laughing again and kissing his jaw.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

Arthur chuckled. “Let’s hope they have your brains and your looks.”

[chesstotem]

"No, your brains. And your smile. And your hands. And your thoughtfulness. And your patience."