sex after being apart - Nya for Jay
The apology spilled out of him before he could stop it, words tumbling fast as he cupped her face and kissed her cheeks, her forehead, every inch he could reach. “I’m so sorry, Nya. How could I ever forget about you? That was totally my fault my brain short circuited again.”
Once things finally quieted down and they stole a moment alone, they didn’t waste any time. They slipped into their room, hands already pulling at zippers and straps, stripping each other down with eager, clumsy urgency. Being apart had felt like forever, and the second their mouths met they were kissing hard, tongues sliding together in a rush that made his head spin. They tumbled onto the bed, limbs tangled, and he only broke away long enough to catch his breath.
Whoa… you’re so beautiful,” he panted, heart hammering like he’d just run a gauntlet. His hands smoothed down her body, slow and reverent, until his fingers found her center. A soft, surprised laugh escaped him. “You’re so wet already. Big surprise there, huh?”
He lined himself up, groaning low as he pushed inside her, the feeling hitting him like a live current. “Man, I hope you didn’t have any big plans today,” he managed, voice rough but still carrying that familiar bright edge, “because we are not leaving this room. Not for anything.”
Grinning against her lips, he dove back in, kissing her like she was the only spark he ever needed.
