date night! (for dontthinkabout)

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Ariadne wasn't quite sure where Arthur would take her out, so she opted for a nice black dress and a sweater over it. She thought anyone who said black was "slimming" hadn't tried wearing it while five months pregnant. But that was okay. Despite the discomfort (and occasional old ladies trying to touch her tummy), Ariadne felt good. And Arthur was happy, too.

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[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He lowered himself on the bed again, spreading her legs apart on either side. “This is good,” he told her before running his tongue against her again.

[chesstotem]

"Good thing we're... mmm... creative people," she said, running her fingers through his hair. "Arthur..."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“Mhm,” he hummed against her before focusing on her clit.

[chesstotem]

Ariadne just moaned again, her toes curling at the sensations.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He circled her clit with the tip of his tongue, always enjoying the way she reacted to him.

[chesstotem]

Her eyes fell shut, and she relaxed completely, just enjoying his attentions. Everything he did made her body tingle with pleasure, a completely satisfying feeling that she could feel even as her body began to tighten with her impending orgasm. "Ar - Arthur," she moaned quietly, her fingers tightening in his hair, encouraging him to touch her right where she needed it. "Please..."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He sucked on her clit hard before pushing two fingers into her and pumping slowly.

[chesstotem]

Another long, low moan and she came hard, pulsing around him as her body shuddered.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

Arthur lifted his head after she came down and licked his fingers clean. He didn’t say a word as he kissed her again.

[chesstotem]

Relaxed and pliant in his arms, she returned the kiss lazily. They had all night, after all, and Arthur's kisses were addictive.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He rested a hand on the side of her face, thumb stroking her cheek. “I love you,” he whispered.

[chesstotem]

"Love you, too," she said, fingers skating over his skin absently, knuckles brushing over his cock. "Husband."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

"Wife." He grinned, his hand trailing down her back.

[chesstotem]

She giggled a little and kissed him again, still teasing his cock with her fingers. "I feel more like a whale than a wife, lately."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

"I think you're beautiful either way," he told her.

[chesstotem]

"A beautiful whale?" she teased, giving him a squeeze.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

"Sure, or wife. Either one."

[chesstotem]

She laughed a little, leaning in to nuzzle his neck. "Mine."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He chuckled a little, too, and held her close.

lol that icon how so cute *_*

[chesstotem]

"I feel thoroughly worshiped," she murmured, "but I'm not ready to be done, yet. What about you?"

eeee I know!

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“I’m far from done,” he told her.

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"Oh," she said with another giggle. "Okay." She took his hand, as though inspecting it, then she slipped his index finger into her mouth, sucking gently.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

The smile disappeared and was replaced with a lustful look as he watched her.

[chesstotem]

She took her time, sucking it all the way to the knuckle, watching him carefully all the while.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“I’m not going to lie, but this is extremely sexy,” he said with a grin.