as if you can forget.
hope -
“You have an actual bed in mind?” she asked, raising an eyebrow at him quizzically. “I thought we were just talking about beds in general..” she teased, crystalline eyes shining as she looked into his ocean hues. “
She squirmed happily underneath him, shaking her head at the wetness when he leaned back after licking her cheek, and just stared at him. His enormously happy grin, and the glint of T R O U B L E in his already beautiful eyes. “Oh my God,” Hope laughed, leaning back to look at him with wide eyes and an open mouth. “Really?” she asked him, narrowing her eyes playfully at him before she smiled – grinned – a huge smile and leaned in to lick the tip of his nose, followed by his cheek, followed by her nibbling at his jaw on the other side. Her face was scrunched up when she pulled away from him again, still positively B E A M I N G . “There. Now you’re mine, too.”
“Fine, the dumb kitchen is actually pretty cool, I admit it. When I get my own place – a proper place – I’m totally going for the crazy big kitchen.” She nods like she’s sealing that as a promise, and nuzzles at his cheek in response to his nuzzling. “Mm, what if we go down there and make Mac n cheese..” she teases him, nibbling at the opposite side of his jaw this time. The side she’d missed when she was teasing him B E F O R E . “And have sex in Wyatt’s kitchen..” She added, completely serious, and then gently kissed his cheek.
“Once,” she agreed, on a slightly breathless laugh, that fell into a soft, warm smile as he kissed her skin. The tribrid hummed softly and trailed her fingertips along his shoulder blades, tracing the way they felt; the muscles and the bones that made him up. “and then we’ll talk..” she repeated, voice quiet and relaxed.
As much as she D I D want this for Jace.. She wanted it for her, too. It was as selfish as it was selfless. Maybe even more so. Because she W A N T E D this. She wanted it desperately. She wanted to feel as close to him as possible. As close as she could get. Closer. Close would never be close enough. Hope felt like she knew that already. Ever since that night in the cave.when they’d first started to get closer ( physically speaking ). Tonight.. nobody would interrupt them. It was just going to be T H E M . Them, on T H E I R O W N T E R M S . With their own beginnings and their own endings.
No, Jace had nothing to worry about as far as her intentions went. It was.. It was all about him. All about her. All about them. “And you have me.” she whispered back. All of her for all of him. After spending years being told they should hate each other; it was really something, wasn’t it?
Hope watched, mesmerised as the hybrid closed the centimeter that was left between their lips, her eyes fluttering closed as they kissed, and kissed deeply. A moan was breathed into his mouth, and one of her legs twitched and tightened around him, her back arching for him as he started to wander with his kisses. “Fuck,” she breathes, the actions of her body reminding her E X A C T L Y where Jace is. “God, that still feels good..” she told him, swallowing in order to try to stop herself from moving underneath him again; to stop herself from seeking friction, and the feel of his cock pulsing inside her again.
“Wait,” she whispers, touching the side of his head with a kiss and scrunching at his hair while she carefully shifts underneath him. Hope bit her lip as she pressed one of her feet flat against the mattress, moving them slightly while she slid her free hand in between their bodies. Finding where they were still connected, the tribrid gently pressed a finger against the root of Jace’s cock, trailing it around him before carefully allowing her hand to curl it around it so she slowly pull him out of her. She tried to relax at the feel of him leaving her, but the way her pussy clenched – especially around the head of his cock — made it hard to breathe. She kissed him again, gentle, lazy, little kisses down the side of his face while she let her hand capture his length, stroking it up and down. Her breath left her in soft little pants, like it seemed they did now when his body was near her.
With her left hand still in Jace’s hair, she stroked it back slowly a couple of times, almost soothingly, bringing him deeper into her neck while she leaned in to brush her lips against his shoulder, kisses moving along it and towards his bicep. She nodded her head, just once, letting him know she was ready – as ready as she could be – before slowly starting to kiss his skin again; teeth and tongue meeting it every so often.
«I have an ACTUAL bed in mind, yes.» Jace confirmed, a hint of amusement filling his voice. «Maybe I’ll show you. TOMORROW.» It was not like he would mind showing her sooner than that, but it was quite likely that both of them would need rest at some point.
«REALLY.» Oh yes, there was trouble in his eyes: They were practically glowing with mischief and he gave her a loving smirk until he burst into LAUGHTER when Hope decided to lick his nose and his cheek in return. «I guess I am.» The hybrid agreed while he faked a dramatic sigh. «There’s nothing that can be done about it now - I’m yours and you’re mine.» And who was he to complain about that thought? Being with her ( FOREVER ) would always make him the happiest man alive.
The male rolled his eyes to tease her after she talked about the dumb kitchen, but he smiled against her skin once she mentioned wanting a crazy big one in her own place. «Just HOW crazy big are we talking?» He questioned as he pressed gentle kisses to her cheek. «You always want Mac ‘n Cheese at the weirdest times, huh?» The serious addition to her words made him chuckle for a moment and he raised an eyebrow at her while he lifted his head. «Sex in Wyatt’s kitchen? How NAUGHTY of you... but that could be arranged.»
Hope’s repetition of his words made him nod his head and he continued to caress her skin with his lips while her gentle fingertips trailed over his shoulders. The thought of having her blood whenever he needed to feed sent SHIVERS down his spine and it was exactly why he was glad that they were taking their time. Sharing their blood WOULD be intense and he needed these seconds to try and prepare for the sensations that were about to follow.
Because it would allow them to get even closer and while THAT was something the hybrid would always long for, it also meant that they needed to be extra careful.
A small growl escaped him when their kiss swallowed her moan and his fingertips dug into her skin as her leg tightened around his body. All of those things, along with her words, threatened to CLOUD his mind again, but he forced himself to stay as focused as possible. «It would be a shame if it STOPPED feeling good.» He told her with a breathless chuckle, his eyes searching for hers when she told him to wait.
He did as she said, of course, instantly pausing all sorts of movements though he gave her another growl when she pulled his cock out of her pussy. It was a partial sound of protest, but there was more to it than that. It was a sound of pleasure from the way her walls CLENCHED around his tip and the way she wrapped her fingers around his length to stroke him. He had to swallow hard, but he let her guide him deeper into her neck while he attempted to get used to the distracting movements of her hand.
The nod of her head let him know that she was ready and he took a deep breath while he allowed his fangs to sharpen inside of his mouth. Even now, he tried to keep things SLOW. His arms tightened around Hope’s body, holding her to him, as he pressed another open-mouthed kiss to her skin. He could feel her doing the same to his own and hell, he could only hope that this would not make him lose his mind. «Hope.» The male whispered her name against her skin and he kissed it one last time before he started to sink his teeth into her neck.
Tasting her blood was familiar and yet, it could not possibly COMPARE to the last time he tasted it. He moaned as he swallowed some of it, hips involuntarily bucking into her touch as he allowed himself to drink more. FUCK. Fuck, it was good and he instantly started to knead her muscles again, wanting to make sure that this stayed as comfortable and as pleasant as possible for her.