It was complete and utter bliss as Melanie basked in the post-orgasm haze, her body completely supported by Niko as she went limp against the wall to give her muscles a needed break. She could feel the warmth that had poured into her, trapped as his length remained buried inside her cunt. Melanie moved a hand to brush her fingers through his hair lazily as their lips met, her own curling into a smile even as they kissed. Niko made her feel things she never fathomed before, with the way his hand stayed wrapped gently around her neck. She stroked her fingers along his wrist as her hips twitched with the remnants of pleasure still pulsing through her, a subtle reminder of what had just occurred. "I love you," she mumbled against his lips as they stayed close enough to be considered one. Melanie nudged her nose against his own, the softness of their actions the polar opposite of what they had been just seconds go.
Niko sighed, the very breath of fresh air he'd been seeking since the day he'd left Romania had been found with everything that Melanie had to offer him. He'd never thought of it until the moment it was nearly taken away from him, but he'd discovered something there long before he'd buried himself deep inside of her, before the first time he'd heard her moans, they were so much more than that and yet they were everything circulating the very act they risked getting caught in the middle of. "I love you" he mirrored, nudging her nose as she did, puckering lips just enough to kiss hers as his thumb caressed her jaw. This was all he could ever ask for, he knew that even once every amount of warmth had slipped from his length to fill her, nothing changed. He caught himself chuckling at the feeling, still wavering in his drunken haze, "God --- I love you so much," and even though he longed to remain in that position forever, he knew they weren't made out of time and pulled apart from her, an arm wrapped around her waist so that she could ease to the ground.
Melanie knew that nothing else that existed was better than what she had with Niko, absolutely nothing. She was more certain with every day that passed of the life that she wanted and that he was very much a part of it. In fact there was no future Melanie could imagine that Niko was not a part of. "So much," Melanie whispered as the confession of love came once more and soon after that it was evident that they had to continue back home as the alley way was only a temporary solution to the craving they carried for one another. She winced as he pulled himself out of her, back slightly sore from the pressure against the bricks as she found her footing on the ground. Melanie turned her head to press a kiss to the inside of his wrist before turning her head to spot her discarded underwear on the ground. She laughed breathlessly as she tugged her dress down and adjusted the top of her dress to return her modesty before bending down to pick up the underwear. "I can't wear these, who knows what's on this floor."
Niko kept one arm wrapped around Melanie's waist as she steadied herself, an ache still holding between his thighs as he situated his pants and redid the belt once Melanie's lips pressed a parting kiss to his wrist so he could use his other hand again. "No, uh...I'd say at least leave them there but... " extending his hand, he took them from her and stuffed them in his pocket before leaning forward just enough to press his lips to her forehead, "You don't need them anyway, they're just going to end up elsewhere once we get home...probably never to be seen again. " There was an amusing amount of truth to his words and they all had the same implication of his intent for them, he was far from done with her yet and they had the entire night to enjoy one another. "Are you ready?"
Melanie: "Those are La Perla, Niko," Melanie said as he suggested leaving them there. She watched as he stuffed them into her pocket, a subtle eye roll taking over though there was a smile on her lips which only grew as he pressed a kiss to her forehead. There was truth in his words, as she imagined that everything they were both wearing would soon end up thrown around his bedroom or the rest of the apartment depending on if his brother was home. For his sake, she hoped that he wasn't. "Is that so? You think you have more in you tonight?" Melanie knew very well what Niko was capable of as many of their nights together were spent awake for hours upon hours and she offered him a playful smirk as she stepped away from the wall and held her hand out to him as she stepped towards the street.
Niko shrugged a shoulder at her comment, not to act as though he didn't know what that meant, but more that the expensive lingerie was only about half as important as what was underneath --- and no, he wasn't thinking in a sappy 'it's all in the heart' sort of way. At the challenge, however, Niko couldn't help but let out a loud laugh, one that echoed against the buildings around them before he shook his head, "I know you're not being serious when you ask me that, but to give you the sense of... amusement, I guess we will just have to wait and find out, huh?" glancing back at her, a smirk pulled up at the corner of his mouth before they started to walk towards the street , hand in hand. Luckily they were only a couple of blocks away, though through the crowd of street performers hoping to make an extra buck off of the drunk it seemed further, but it gave Niko another opportunity to tease, "On the other hand, I have to say your taste is amazing, even if they end up on the floor in some god forsaken ally"
Melanie: "The anticipation is too much to handle," Melanie said as a drunken laugh tumbled from her lips. She swung their hands as they walked, unable to continue in a straight line due to the alcohol and ache between her legs. "I have quite the collection you know, pieces you haven't even seen..." She glanced at Niko with a playful smile as they walked, the street still crowded with people who had no idea of what the couple had been up to in the alley. Or maybe they did, with Melanie's hair slightly disheveled and Niko's shirt loose around his collar from the buttons she had undone earlier.
Niko found himself laughing beyond his own control as Melanie began to swing their hands back and forth. It took some of his own self control to ensure she walked at least in some kind of a straight line, but it was a difficult matter to contain when he also was struggling in the slightest. "Why don't I get my own fashion show?" he questioned her, partially offended that he'd been having certain things held back from him. "Or is this just some kind of cock tease and you actually only have a bunch of moomoos in the back of your closet? "
Melanie: "Because if I show you everything all at once then what is there to look forward too, hmm?" Melanie flashed him a smile as she tugged him closer, stumbling a little in her heels though it went unnoticed to those around them. "You'll see a new one when you come home from your trip," she said as she made the mental note to go shopping for something extra special for Niko's return. "Do you not like a cock tease? Because I can stop doing that , get straight to business from now on and make sure that no teasing ever happens again."
Niko: "Oh, I'm sure you know how to keep things interesting." Niko returned without a beat missed as she tugged him closer to her, his arm wrapping around her shoulders instead of holding her hand any longer. "Thank you, Melanie Kent, for giving me one of the few reasons for me to make sure I come home from this." he teased her, grinning to emphasize as he let out a laugh, something about the way that she said cock far too amusing for him after so many drinks, "I think you know better than to question that." he stated, "You know I like a little bit of both, but maybe I'm just the better tease, who knows?"
Melanie welcomed the embrace of his arm around her shoulder, her own moving around his waist as support while they walked. She could see their apartment building in the distance, or rather home as he had just stated. It was endearing to hear that she was a reason for him to want to come home and she wanted to always be that for him. "You better come home or else I'll have to come after you and I don't even know where to begin packing for the Sudan," she said as she moved her head to rest on his shoulder briefly before picking it up to look at him. "A better tease? Oh, Niko..." Melanie pursed her lips together as she shook her head, a look of disbelief on her face. "If I was the type to have to prove myself I'd prove you wrong this very moment."
Niko: The hand on her shoulder tightened somewhat at the comment,a reminder that of course she was as much of a reason for him to come home as... well, Lily, mostly. Besides Lily and Drew, Melanie was one of the only other people Niko cared that greatly for in Rockford at least but even then there wasn't anyone he would put above the three of them. That went unspoken, however and instead he made a joke referencing her packing habits, "I would have to say a lot of sunscreen, maybe one of those big hats too, while you're at it." he stated as if it was obvious, "Who knows." They'd barely made it another block before the idea of her teasing him right that very moment flickered in his gaze, and he looked to her with amusement, "And why not?" He questioned, "It's always worked so well for us before." Without any self control, he leaned himself forward just enough to speak closer to her ear, "Just remember which of us isn't wearing underwear right now is all I'm saying."
Melanie: "I do have a couple of big hats I could take..." Melanie began to plan a wardrobe in her mind as if she was actually going with him, though she was quick to push that aside for the reality of the situation which was the day after tomorrow he would be gone for an unknown amount of time. And she wanted to live in the moment, which had been one of her best birthdays and the night was hardly over. "I may not be wearing any underwear right now but who exactly do you think that's teasing?" The closer they were to their building, the thinner the crowd was until it was only them on the sidewalk. It wasn't long before they had reached the steps of their building and Melanie opened her clutch to take out her keys, unlocking the main door to let them both in. "Maybe I should take the elevator and you take the stairs since you lack any self-control," she teased as she walked towards the elevator and pressed the button.
Niko nodded thoughtfully as she began to plan her imaginary wardrobe, "Next thing you know you'll be invited to the next royal wedding." he added, his other hand lifting higher above his head as if to point out the side of the hat she would need. All jokes aside, it was obvious, the dread in the air that remained unspoken, and he too refused to bring it up knowing damn well that he would be leaving for who knew how long. In the meantime, he allowed his hand to trace over her shoulder, down her arm and even slower down to her hip which rested right on the curve of her thigh. "Oh, I don't know. I guess it depends on how daring I want to be." he returned, taking note of the thinner crowd until they reached the door. At her threat of making him take the stairs, his arm pulled her tighter to him, his gaze shifting towards the door, "Or we could both take the stairs where there aren't any cameras, that's all I'm saying." His grin was more devious than intending as the elevator dinged itself open and he waited for melanie to step on. "I'm just saying, there are always options."
Melanie: "If you expect me to take the stairs in these heels and at this level of intoxicated then you don't know me at all," Melanie joked as she took his hands and wrapped them around her waist from behind, dragging him into the elevator with her. She reached out to press the top floor before taking a hold of his hand again, keeping her back pressed to his front as the elevator doors closed to remain in his embrace. It was almost physically impossible for her to keep her distance from Niko which showed in the way she kept a grasp on him as the elevator moved slowly to the top floor of their building. "Your apartment has stairs you know."
Niko: "Oh, my mistake, prinţesă -- " he practically cooed, "I would have gladly carried you if need be." Before he could say anything else, his arms were wrapped around her waist and he was being pulled into the elevator. With her backside pressed against his front, Niko couldn't hold back the content breath that slipped out from his lips. It was like a near repetition of their last venture in the elevator together, one that had...lasting impressions on both of them but still -- the alcohol played a somewhat louder part to his mentality as his free hand dropped to the hem of her dress, tugging it up playfully as his teeth nipped teasingly at her ear before pressing a quick kiss over it. The simple motion was enough to show Niko was ready for another round again as the blood rushed to the tip of his length craving to escape. "I know it does, " he half whispered into her ear, and while his back blocked the security camera, his hand wasn't subtle with the way it slipped up her leg. "Can you blame me though, for not wanting to wait?"
Melanie: The change of tongues made Melanie melt, grateful that his arms were wrapped around her to keep her steady. She knew better, that distance during the short elevator ride would have been the best choice but there was no logic to be argued with the alcohol flowing through her veins and the pure desire she had to be near Niko. A smile formed on her lips as one hand dipped to the short hem of her dress, teeth nipping at her ear that cause a laugh to to echo off the elevator walls as she tilted her head to the side. Melanie's eyes flickered up to the corners of the elevator she faced, no cameras in sight which meant it was behind them and that made her all the more daring. "It's very hard to wait," she said as her backside pressed into his crotch to feel the semi-hard length nestled there. "This damn elevator, even on a normal day I can't ride it without getting a little wet, thinking of how you had me pressed against that wall right there."
Niko: "Only a little?" the tone he'd chosen to use was raspy, yet somehow soft enough to come off as alluring. As if to test this theory, their prior debate on who was more of a tease, his hand slipped as far up as the skin of her hip and gripped it tight as if to remind her that yes, he was still there and achingly aware of the way her backside pressed against the ache between this thighs. "You know how I'm all for leaving an impression." A lie, in his day to day life, but not so with Melanie and again he pushed the envelope with her, even after their shameful discovery by camera (an issue he'd make sure didn't happen again) as his hand curved around to slip between her thighs in an effort to part them, relishing in the warmth pooling there with a small, amused chuckle.
“It is a short elevator ride after all,” Melanie reasoned as her hand grasped at his own still wrapped around her waist. His hand was warm against the skin of her hip, an electricity buzzing between her thighs at the combination of his touch and the warmth of his breath. It was his game now and Melanie, as cunning as they came, knew to choose her moments wisely to leave her own impression. Her thighs parted by their own accord, just enough for his fingers to touch the effects he had on her and his own release still warm inside of her. “Are you laughing at me?” Melanie’s purred her words with a hint of amusement as she judged her hips back against him once more, her other hand stroking down the length of his arm to cover the hand between her thighs with her own.
Niko: "Shouldn't matter --" he was as taunting as ever, lips pressing behind her ear. It was with luck that they often got to ride the elevator alone, otherwise it would leave for an awkward exchange but in the moment, he couldn't be bothered to care. As her hand slipped over his between her thighs, hips playfully teasing against the tightness that had formed in his pants he let out another sigh before lacing their fingers together and responding to her question in amusement, "Me? Not at all, I just see you looking around at the cameras," He could feel the wetness that had formed between her thighs, the tips of his fingers getting a taste for it as they brushed teasingly against what they could reach. The elevator could have stopped, the door open by then and he wouldn't have noticed, his mind having one track as his other hand pulled away from hers to trail up towards the front of her neck in an effort to gently force her to look at him so that his lips could press to hers. His other hand still held tight to hers between her thighs, easing slowly as if enticing her to do for herself what he wanted to so desperately.
Melanie: “I’m not one to want to put on a show for anyone but you, lubirea mea,” Melanie said with the last words spoken the same he had spoken to her on numerous occasions. It was on her own that she was studying the language but the words that Niko often said to her, the pet names and simple phrases that were engrained in her memory already. Her hand over his urged him to explore further and she took it upon herself to do so, a finger pressing against his to finally add a pressure onto her clit that pulsed beneath the touch. Melanie whimpered into their kiss as she used his finger to pleasure herself, the hand still grasping his wrist despite his hand now around her neck tightening as their kiss deepened.
Niko: It was with an internal, and pleasured groan that Niko basked in the way she spoke his native tongue, and all he could do in response to it was nod quietly, allowing her hand to guide his own. He'd gladly accepted the role that had been bestowed upon him, to be used in order to hear her whimper against his lips. She'd somehow, within the mere moments between them, had grown more wet as her fingers guided his against her bundle of nerves. He'd relinquised all control in this scenario, her fingers against his applying the amount of pressure she craved and as her other hand tightened around his wrist, it was only by reflex that his own grip reacted, squeezing carefully to release right after as his tongue slipped past her lips in order to brush against hers.
Melanie: The elevator could have crashed in that very moment and Melanie would have died happy, in the arms of her lover and soulmate, completely lost in one another. There was something erotic in using Niko to pleasure herself, his hand her toy to play with as she pleased and that she did. It was slow circles against her clit that started a slow burn between her thighs, the teasing a skill she exhibited with purpose to prove herself as his equal in skill. Another moan poured into his mouth as their tongues dance along one another’s, her hips pressing back against him in sync to the rhythm of pressure between her legs. It wasn’t meant to be a quick end but a slow beginning, one that was interrupted by the ding of the elevator arriving on their floor. It was the elevator stopping and the subtle nudge forward by the force that made her aware they stopped. She basked in his touch for a moment longer before taking his hand from between her thighs, dress falling back into place as she took a step forward. “Come,” Melanie asked as she tugged his hand to pull him forward towards the hallway.
Niko knew he was a willing participant in the game they were playing, his hand for her to use for whatever means she found necessary. Every moan could have drowned out the sound of the elevator into his mouth and the interruption of the doors opening ( and the knowledge that a neighbor or two could be on the other side ) seemed irrelevant as his fingers continued to soak in the warmth of everything her cunt had to offer him. It was with great displeasure that her hand removed his but still held in her own he willfully carted behind her as she guided him in the hallway. "Now might be a good opportunity for you to test that key -- " he laughed quietly, arms wrapping around her again, once more from behind as he eased her down the hallway pressing careful, sensual kisses to her neck until eventually they made it to the door which for their luck wasn't far down the hall.
Melanie walked with her back pressed against his front down the hallway towards his apartment, a smile plastered on her face at the mention of her key. She stopped in front of the door and dig through her purse, head tilted to the side to give him room to continue his kisses, a soft whimper falling from her lips mixed with laughter as she struggled to get the key into the lock. “Niko,” she practically shined his name as he distracted her from opening the door. One more attempt and finally she managed to twist the key into the lock and push the front door open. The moment she stepped through the front door she kicked her heels off and tossed her purse on to the first surface she saw. Not even a second later she was turning in Niko’s arms, hands moving to cup his cheeks as she pressed her lips to his own in a desperate kiss.
They were in bliss, wrapped up in one another, ignoring the world that surrounded them. It was a dangerous game but one in which they both felt so incredibly safe in that it no longer mattered. His lips were to her neck, hands laced together around her body as if she needed to be reminded that he wasn't going to let her slip through his fingers. He'd found someone completely, utterly perfect for him and was reminded of that every time he so much as breathed the air that they shared together. "Melanie -- " he mirrored her whine, not stopping the gentle assault of her neck from his mouth as she struggled with the door but to no avail, they'd made it through and within mere moments she was turned to face him, their lips matched together perfectly in their desperation for one another. With one foot, Niko shut the door behind him and leaned himself into her kiss to ensure he matched every ounce of ferocity she offered him as he not so subtly allowed his hands to travel up her back to the zipper that he shamelessly pulled down.
Melanie: It was mutual the way they both moved to discard the other’s clothing so they could enjoy each other without layers in between. Melanie felt the fabric of her dress loosen on her frame as her hands were busy undoing the remaining buttons of Niko’s shirt until she could pull it back off his shoulders and down his arms. It was a second pause that she took to let her dress fall from her body to pool at her feet, quick to kick it to the side to leave her nude in his presence. Melanie cupped his cheek and their lips met once more, leaning up on her tip toes to wrap an arm around his shoulders, body pressing against his. It was the sound of a bark, or rather a squeak, that caught her attention and Melanie looked back over her shoulder at his bedroom door. “Oh! Clover knows we’re home...”
Niko: There was zero hesitation in the way that they moved together. As her hands undid the buttons to his shirt his own assisted her in stepping out of her dress but returning quickly to unclip the bra that had been the only fabric left behind. In his own case, there were more layers to fight with but she managed well and soon enough he was shrugging out of his shirt, the fabric tossed to the side like nothing and left him bare chest before her. It all paled in comparison to the artwork before him, as if God himself had personally crafted Melanie Kent with him in mind and it seemed almost disrespectful to ignore such a consideration as his hands sclaed over her hips, gripping them tight against his body until she looked away - something about the dog, but it didn't matter, or at least to him it didn't. "Hey -- " he nudged her with his nose to bring her attention back to him, his head dipping to press aggressive kisses, followed by small nips to her shoulders while walking deeper into the apartment towards the living room.
Melanie was quick to return her full attention to Niko at sound of his voice asking for it, a smile playing on her lips at the look on his face. She eagerly returned the kiss, aggression coming from them both as they stepped into the living room towards the couch where it had all started that first night after dinner. Melanie made quick work of the belt he wore, pulling it from the loops and keeping it one hand as she felt the couch touch the back of her legs. Melanie raised her other hand and pressed it flat against his chest to stop him and push him back just a step, eyes dark and lustful as she looked at him. “Turn around,” she said with a more demanding tone than what she had previously used in situations like this.
Niko: He was caught in the moment until the second her hand touched his chest. Every amount of desperation shared between them had turned quickly into a lustful hunger as clothing began to be shed between them and with the hand preventing him from what he wanted, he couldn't help but glance down. A threatening huff escaped from his lips as he imagined the look in his eyes once he pulled them back to hers, though the demanding tone she used was returned with a subtle cock of his head but he did as he was told. Turning slowly so that his back was facing her, Niko could just see the slightest reflection in the television across from the sofa and he watched, more curious than concerned.
Melanie arched a brow at the look of disappointment on his face that came with the denial of what they were both hungry for but there was no guilt to be felt as she waited patiently for him to turn so that he was no longer facing her. She paused for a moment before leaning forward to press a kiss to the back of shoulder, the hand free of his belt moving to caress the length of his arm as she continued to trail kisses across the span of his shoulders. Melanie paused when her hand reached his and she guided it behind his back, holding him firmly there as she reached for his other hand and did the same until she held them both behind his back with one hand. “There’s one more thing I want for my birthday,” Melanie whispered as she kissed between his shoulder blades. Letting go of his hands, Melanie took the belt and wrapped it around his wrists to keep them in place, the leather strap going around a few times until she was able to slip it through the buckle and keep it in place so that his wrists were secure. She gave the belt a tug to confirm before stepping around to stand in front of Niko, a playful smile on her face as she looked at him. “Comfortable?”
Niko: There was a fight or flight instinct that rocketed through Niko's spine as she took his hand behind his back. A great fear that made his heart beat just a little bit faster, but feeling it as her hands taking control, Niko found himself caving to her every whim. He was far beyond putty between her fingers, putty held some resistence and he held none. "Oh yeah?" he spoke up, soft and from the throat as an intake of breath pulled in at the feeling of her lips between his shoulder blades. He recognized the feeling through the numbing ache where the scars left their mark, "Tell me." He figured that he wouldn't have to ask, and she wouldn't have to tell. Soon enough he would find out and as the thick leather of his belt began to wrap around his wrists, a small smile crept up on his lips in reaction. The tugging pulled him somewhat but he remained firmly planted in place, not moving until she told him to. "Comfortable enough." he responded with ease, his gaze following her as she stepped around to stand in front of him. With the control of his hands, he would have leaned forward and kissed her, but bound - he kept himself still as if waiting for a directive.
Melanie studied his expression as she stood in front of him, seeing a subordinate side to Niko that was unfamiliar to her. There was a pulse between her thighs as her eyes raked over him and the stance that he took. She remained silent as she reached forward to finish the job of removing his pants, taking those as well as his boxers in her hands to tug them down the length of his legs. She assisted in getting them off completely and pushed them aside on the floor before standing up straight again. Her eyes flickered to his length standing at full attention and Melanie licked her lips, a hand returning to his chest to push him backwards into the couch. “Stay,” she asked of him and waited a few seconds before stepping away to his wine collection, grabbing a bottle of red and two glasses to bring back with her though not before removing the cork from the bottle. “Are you thirsty?” Melanie poured one glass first though paused before the second as she waited for his response.
Niko: It was almost...as if he were begging for it. For the length of their relationship he'd played the alpha, of sorts, in a more or less insulting terminology. It was long before Melanie came into the picture that Niko became comfortable with what he wanted when it came to a sexual partner and Melanie had always embraced that but seeing her opening herself up to a side he could tell was something unfamiliar to her was enticing and undeniably more of a turn on than he'd ever experienced before. Watching as she studied him as if he was just something that she had caught out in the wild, even more so once his clothes had been pushed to the side, leaving him bare, erect and curious until he fell back onto the couch. Wrists pressed to the back of the couch, her order was one in which he complied to with a nod, an almost clear "Yes maam" slipping out that was followed with a smirk meant solely for her. From where she had walked off to, he could see her in the kitchen through the television's reflection, and watched as she poured the first glass of wine before he responded, "Only if you're pouring."
Melanie: A brow arched at the snark that case from him, Melanie unable to hide the smile on her face as she left the second glass empty with the bottle of wine beside it. She sauntered over to Niko, glass of wine in hand, and slowly took a seat on his lap so that his length nestled between her thighs comfortably. Her gaze remained on him as she raised the wine glass to her own lips, taking a slow drink of what was evident to be an expensive bottle from the taste alone. She licked her lips after the first taste and held the wine glass between them, raising her hand so that she could dip her fingertip into the red liquid. It was then that she used that same finger to touch Niko’s lips, painting them with the wine before pressing her finger past them as he had done to her in the alley way.
Niko took note that Melanie only filled one glass of wine but said nothing of this as she settled herself comfortably in his lap. Still hard, his cock twitched as she nestled it between her thighs, craving to bury itself inside of her and to be turned away being it's biggest insult. The pair didn't break gazes, however, even as she took a tempting sip of the wine, seemingly savored the flavor it had to offer and dipped her fingers in it. Like painting on his features, soft fingers traced his lips and left a fine, sweet taste of the wine in it's wake. It's something Niko accepted, knowing well that other men may find something like this humiliating but for him it only made him crave more. Before he could react, however, the one finger slipped past the protection of his lips, a reinactment of what he'd done to her on more than one occasion, the alley being the more recent and without hesitation, or breaking the gaze, his tongue swirled over it as his lips pulled tight around it, puckering ever so slightly at the intrusion. He wouldn't release, or stop the gentle massage of his tongue on her finger, until she told him to.
Melanie: It came as no surprise to Melanie the way that Niko took her finger into his mouth, how his tongue rolled against the digit to taste the hint of wine that still remained. She took the moment th help herself to another drink, easing her finger out slowly only to dip it back into the wine a second time. She traced his lips once more to give him another taste though this time she brought her finger to her own mouth, licking it clean with one swipe of her tongue. Melanie used that hand to cup his cheek and tug his face forward to meet hers so that she could kiss his wine stained lips, savoring the taste as she caught his lower lip between hers with a playful bite.
Niko let out a small, nearly playful grumble as she slipped her finger free but it was returned to him tasting of fresh wine that lingered upon his lips. He could savor in this for days and when she moved her finger he didn't run his tongue over his lips like he'd longed to no. Niko had handed over control to Melanie the moment he turned his back to her and it was graciously returned as her own wine dipped finger was brought to her own lips where he was able to witness her tongue graze over it. Perhaps it was the hormones torpedoing through him, perhaps it was the alcohol, but the groan that sounded from deep within Niko's throat was as natural was it could be, and his length responded in kind, craving the very same treatment. As his face was pulled forward to mesh their lips together, he returned her playful bite with one of his own preparing himself for any recoil.
Melanie savored the taste of wine on his lips as they kissed, drinking him in with every swipe of her tongue against his own. The glass of wine remained steady in her hand as she pressed her hips down, his length nestling further between the wetness that had pooled between her thighs simply from the past few minutes. It wasn’t only intoxiation from the wine she was experience but the pleasure of having Niko in such a compromising position. The groan that tumbled from his chest to his throat was unheard before and almost enough for her to forgo the plan she had calculated in her mind since the belt was wrapped around his wrists. Melanie trailed her lips from his down the edge of his jaw and along his neck, nipping at his skin as she tasted him. Were she not so fond of the couch she would have poured the wine down his chest to drink but even in her drunken state she could bear to watch the stains settle. Instead she sat back to help herself to a drink from the glass as she watched him. “You’ve made this such a special birthday, Nik.” Melanie looked at him with both lust and affection, her fingers moving to trail a path down his chest.
Niko was breathing his life into her with every moment they shared locked in the wine glistened kiss. He'd offered it all to her, of course, if she asked, but there was a part of him that wondered if she ever would. Perhaps on a day like today, when his hands were literally bound would be the time she'd truly test the theory of how far she could bring him and how willing he would be to jump. He coudln't tell for sure, but as her lips trailed down his jaw and neck, small nips leaving quick burning sensations in their wake he could feel himself grow more frustrated internally as time went on. His cock, after all, was longing for more of the warmth it was feeling emanating from her core, every time she moved he could feel the sensation shoot down to his toes as a reminder that yes, he was very much in a compromising position. "Anything for you -- " he trailed off, his hand longing to reach out and pull her back to him and while he was confident he could find a way to break free from the binds, he didn't have the urge to. This was her game, after all. It seemed ill fitting to ruin it. "Always, you know that."
Melanie: There was no reminder necessary of what Niko was willing to do for Melanie, she was very aware that all she had to do was ask and he would deliver the world. “I do,” Melanie responded, the word choice accidental but reflective of the commitment that she was prepared to make to Niko the moment he chose to ask it of her. She eased herself off of him slowly, despite the ache between her legs that she had for him, but what she wanted in that moment was to show him how much she appreciated all he did for her. Melanie lowered herself into her knees between his legs, glass of wine still in hand of which she took a drink before dipping her finger back in. She hovered that same finger over his length to let droplets fall onto his skin. They followed the path of the veins and Melanie leaned forward to press her tongue against him, swiping it along his length to catch the drops of wine.
Niko: There was something of a whimper, though deeply formed and more of a mumble as she moved herself back from him, but her words resonated in him something that was incomparable to anything that he'd thought of before. Well, maybe not with her -- he'd caught himself glimpsing at the image of their future more often than he'd admit aloud to anyone else, but this moment was one for the books. Watching her steadily as she settled herself between his knees, Niko remained curious and bound as she first sipped the wine, and then the cool droplets to touch the shaft of his length. Eyes darting, he was glued to the vision of her tongue tracing the veins of his cock - drinking up the wine that she'd dropped along his length and he reacted in kind with a soft groan, hips arching ever so slightly as his eyes fell shut for the shortest period of time.
Melanie: It was Niko’s reaction that enticed Melanie to dip her finger once more into her wine, letting droplets trickle along his length once more. She finished off what remained in her glass and set it aside before leaning forward to touch his length with her tongue, catching the wine before it had the chance to drip too far down. It was sweet mixed with savory, the remnants of her still coating the length of his cock. She marveled at his size as she traced her tongue from base to tip, allowing the head to slip past her lips once she reached it. Melanie’s gaze flickered up to watch his face as her hands rested flat against his upper thighs, her mouth doing all of her he work as she swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock before guiding him further inside.
Niko could feel his toes curl as tongue met tip, to base and then back to the tip again. He was tied down, incapable of reaching out to toy with her hair as he normally would and he couldn't tell which was more frustrating but he could still move along with her. Her tongue told stories against the curvatures of his length and while he couldn't quite feel the back of her throat, he knew that there was something to be said there too -- making him crave it even more as she guided him further inside. " --- Fuck," the word slipped out in a near mumble, head rolled back towards the ceiling and his back arched once again to ease himself deeper down her throat longing to take all of him in her mouth.
Melanie: Even without the guidance of his hands on her head, Melanie knew what Niko craved. The comment from earlier, a better tease than her, lingered in her mind and as she felt the rise of hips threatening to press his cock against her throat she pulled away until he fell from her mouth completely. Melanie touched her fingers to his length as she traced the side, mapping a trail across his skin as her head moved to lay on his thigh. She pressed lazy kisses to match the gentle touch of her fingertips, occasionally glancing upwards to watch him as she teased. Her touch soon turned to her hand wrapping around his length, slow strokes made easy with the coat of saliva from before. Melanie continued the kisses on his thigh, eventually picking her head up to kiss along his hips and the toned muscles that resides beneath.
Niko didn't stop the groan from spilling out of his lips, it wasn't subtle either and if Drew were home, Niko knew he'd hear it. He could feel everything flow from him the moment Melanie's lips parted from his length and his breath caught as a glower stitched towards the ceiling on his features. There was an innate feeling of comfort, however, the moment her head rested on his thigh, how even the most sexualized moments between them still had such a powerfully domestic notion layered beneath. Perhaps all of those years of what he believed love to be had been wrong all along and in reality, Melanie had shown him the truth. That however, was debatable as she continued to tease him, and his frustration cowered beneath his generally self controlled exterior which he managed to keep active for the time being. So, the best way to combat this feeling, the lack of control was to still his body, accept that he had zero say in what she gave him but the content sigh that followed the kisses she designed along his hips told a story about how he was not complaining by any means.
Melanie could almost see an internal debate happening as she looked at Niko, lips kissing and teeth nipping at his skin as she inched her way back to his attention-deprived length as her hand had stilled moments ago. She took her time exploring his skin, without the control of his hands she was gifted to do what she pleased. Once satisfied with her exploration, Melanie brushed her lips against the side of his cock before lovingly placing kisses along the shaft until she reached the tip. Her tongue flickered against his cock and unlike before where she eased him into his mouth, she took him in completely until he was nestled in the back of her throat.
Niko let out the heaviest of sighs that likely rumbled through the entire living room, the sounds of his breath escaping from his lungs felt as though a weight was lifted off of his shoulders. Her exploration was more than efficient and he could feel the buzzing all the way down to his toes. Fighting back the urge to mumble out her name just in time for her to take him deep into the back of her throat, Niko could feel his hands twitch in an effort to grasp her, a slew of romanian curses following suit before he shook off the feeling.
Melanie took the Romanian that spewed past his lips as a sign that she had done something right and it was there in the back of his throat that his cock remained until the need for oxygen was too much. She pulled back with a gasp, tongue darting out to lick her lips as her hand started stroking him while she caught her breath. Melanie didn’t wait too long before taking him back into her mouth, her goal not to make him come but to bring him to the edge. It was a confession she made to herself as she missed the way his hands would thread through her hair, she craved his touch as much now as she did when he was away on business but there was pleasure too in watching the way his arms flexed with the desire to touch her. She took him back between her lips, bobbing her head up and down his length, allowing him into her throat every other as she grasped at his hips.
Niko could feel the way his length twitched between her lips, even he knew it was begging to release as the blood flow made it thick with desire. Low bellied groans escaped Niko's lips as he shivered off the feeling of complete compliance. Everything that she wanted from him he would deliver, and that mantra alone was causing him the greatest frustration. As she took him in deeper, his legs parted enough to give her room, feeling her throat open and close around his cock with every breath that she took. This was almost as welcomed as the casual times laying on the couch, few and far between he never forgot the way her lips felt or the way her entire jaw became taut as she took in all of him. The one downside to the entire experience was his inability to hear her moan. No -- the muscle flexes would have pulled her away from his cock and he'd fuck her until she was begging. Perhaps this was better...for now. It was with every swirl of her tongue that he could feel himself building, the sensitive ache that proceded the leak of pre-cum didn't take long and even he could feel the difference along her tongue as it likely coated her throat.
Melanie: Fingernails dug into his hips as she worked her mouth along his length, eyes flickering upwards to catch his own gaze every so often as the groans increased. Melanie didn't need to touch herself to know the wetness that had pooled between her thighs, the physical ache that left her squeezing her thighs together as some sort of relief as she savored the taste of him. It was an act that Melanie found no pleasure in doing for other men but with Niko it was an entirely different story. She aimed to please and the sounds coming from him were her reward as she felt the saltiness of his pre-cum coating the inside of her mouth. Melanie released him from her mouth with a pop, a gasp falling from her lips as she took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. There was a subtle ache in her jaw from his girth but it was worth the pain to feel him react the way he did beneath her. She leaned forward to place a kiss to the tip of his cock before grabbing onto his thighs, support as she climbed her way back onto his lap with grace. Melanie used her hand to brush her hair to one side, the other reaching between them to align his cock with her entrance. She held back from slipping him inside, instead guided the head along her slit so he could feel the wetness that had formed. And then against her clit, a whimper caught in her throat at how sensitive she was, the simplest touch giving her goosebumps.
Niko knew the moment fluids began to coat her tongue she would pull back, and as much as he wished that he could control it, there was nothing he could do. He could stave off the actual climax for ... a long while but everything else was up in the air. What happened next was without words as she straddled him, guiding his cock as if it were own tool for pleasure ( and what a tool it was, when used properly ) to guide along the opening to her cunt that was practically dripping in excitement for him. He could only handle it for so long, the painful ache that went with the teasing dance she placed upon him. It worked, whatever she was planning, his tip excruciatingly sensitive causing him to groan beneath his breath as he leaned himself forward in time to place one timed kiss to what he knew to be an aching jaw. "Don't waste it -- " he warned her, referencing to the pooling moisture between them, "Or are you waiting for me to beg?"
Melanie arched a brow as Niko spoke for the first time in what felt like ages, a subtle smile decorating her lips as he asked if she was waiting for him to beg. Her head moved from side to side to show that wasn't what she was waiting for and slowly she pressed her hips down until his length was buried inside of her. It was what her cunt had been waiting for, the walls hugging him as he bottomed out inside of her. Melanie moved her hands to rest on his chest, using him as leverage as she guided herself up and down, riding him in an agonizingly slow rate. It was then that she leaned forward so that her lips brushed against his ear as she whispered, "Tell me how it feels."
Niko: The wave of relief that swept over him was inconsolable at best. The moment she'd allowed him to press inside of her was something that he felt like he'd been craving for years, he was an addict at near junkie standards for sure only to be tormented by the slow rate in which her hips rose and fell over his length. It was through precarious sighs that Niko finally released a string of words he knew were soft enough for only her to hear as the aching continued to pain him through every motion of her mounting. "Like I've been waiting for this moment forever -- " he started, leaning forward just enough to press a kiss to the crook of her neck, "So fucking good, always."
Melanie: It was slow and sensual, the opposite of what had occurred in the alley not even an hour before. They could take their time in the confines of his apartment and Melanie was doing just that, eyes closing as she listened to the words he whispered. Her hand moved to cradle the back of his head as he kissed her neck, holding him against her as she rode his length. It was impressive to feel the self-control that Niko had, how he resisted the urge to thrust into her and let her have total control over the moment they were sharing. Her lips pressed against the side of his head as she built a steady rhythm, the hand on his chest grasping as she let out a soft whimper.
Niko: The whimper that slipped from Melanie's lips was soft, but loud enough in which he could hear it. He'd bask in the moment, allowing her to ride him to her own discretion and couldn't help but fear if he so much as arched his back a certain way she would climb right off -- no, he could be the tool as long as her vocal cues were delivered and slowly but surely, they were. Smiling at the sound alone, he let out his own open mouthed groan at the steady rhythem that she had found. Leaning his head back against the top of the couch, he shifted his weight just enough to nudge the hand on her chest upwards, allowing her to explore him as she found fit. Without his own ability to turn the tides, he offered her the chance to take advanatge.
Melanie: For Melanie, the moment wasn't about herself reaching her peak. She wanted to feel Niko come undone beneath her from only her own actions and as he leaned back to relax against the couch she drank in the sight. The hand on his head moved through his hair and down the side of his neck, pausing to rest against his collarbone with her thumb against across the base of it. Melanie kept her gaze on him as she guided her hips continuously, fighting the urge to speed up her pace though each movement down buried Niko completely inside of her which elicited a whimper that couldn't be contained. "Niko..." She moaned his name, lips parting to allow the breaths she needed as her fingers dug into his skin. Melanie leaned forward so that she was laying against his chest, lips near his ear as she caught his earlobe in a playful bite. "Will you cum for me, Nik?"
Niko could feel the way her grip against his neck tighten as fingers dug into his skin, her whisper into his ear sending a shiver down his spine that couldn't be explained by anyone but himself. It was as euphoric as it could come and his willingness to do whatever it was that Melanie asked of him brought a small sigh of relief from her request, a nod playing at his head, but there was a catch, as always, when making deals with the devil. "Only if you promise to fuck me harder ---- " he dragged on, the corner of his mouth pulling in a grin as he glanced at her. He wanted to hear her own pleasures, his ability to get off at the idea of her getting off as well something so close to attainable as she moaned out his name.
Melanie turned to look at Niko as he negotiated his release, a brow arching at his request. Her own smirk matched his and it was with a simple shake of her head that she rejected his terms. "No," she said as she leaned in to kiss the corner of his mouth, her hips stilling so that he remained buried inside of her. "You either do what I say or I'll go pour myself another glass of wine and not share this time," she whispered with her lips brushing against his as she raised her hand to grab his chin and hold him steady. Melanie guided her hips upwards once more to let his cock slide out to the tip before pushing back down to fill her once more, the hand on his chin now rest back down at the base of his neck.
Niko arched a brow at the way she shot down his ... idea. What he wanted to do was overpower the situation, take back the position but instead -- and this took a world of self control -- he simply bit his lip to show he was going to concede, "Keep doing that and we'll both be in trouble." he sighed as his cock slipped from the warmth of her cunt, his hands gripping tight in their bindings and his shoulder shrugged with chin perfectly propped in her hand. "Whatever you want from me --- " he started, words coming out slowly as he looked up at her, "It's yours."
Melanie: A soft laugh spilled from her lips as the warning of trouble, her head shaking as she let her hips start moving slowly against once more. The next thing he said brought them to stop once more, Melanie cocking her head to the side at the promise that whatever she wanted was hers. "Nik..." It was a moment of tenderness as she slide her hand up to cup the base of his jaw, body hovering over his own as she looked at him. "I want you, that's always enough for me." Melanie closed the distance between their lips with a kiss, her hips finding a rhythm faster than before though it remained hard and slow as she basked in the bliss of the way he filled her.
Niko: There was an innocence clouding Niko's already fairly grey-blue eyes as he looked up at her, the moment between them had turned something soft and unforgettable as she confessed to him her own personal desires from him, "You already have that -- " he reminded her, pressing his lips to hers as she did, "You always will." a soft reminder for a promise that he had made to her some time ago, one that had they been younger, would have come along with a Claddach ring but he felt it was unnecessary for he and Melanie as the ring he wanted for her was sitting secured in his safe, waiting for the right moment. Such softness was rewarded with her hips returning to their belonged position, his lips parting into their kiss to allow his tongue slip against hers so that she could taste the tempoed moans that came from him.
"And you have me," Melanie said with reassurance that she knew they were both intending on being in each other's lives till, well till death do they part for a lack of better phrase. She lost herself in the kiss, her hand gripping the side of his face as the other rested on his chest to aid in her actions. In a moment of compromise, Melanie moved her hips harder against his own per his request but also for her own desire to feel what she had grown so accustomed to. She pulled away to rest her forehead against his own, soft whimpers filling the silence in the room as she clung to him.
Niko: Could he bask in the simplest moment forever? The answer was yes, of course he would -- but the buzzing that was itching at the bottom of his feet where the sharpest of orgasms lay distracted this thought, her hand groping the side of his face did nothing to help this fact either as they were buried in one another and even though he remained (painfully) quiet among her small whimpers, his breath had grown ragged as she pushed him closer and closer to climax. It wasn't until her forehead rested against his that he felt at home again, linked together in the moment he finally let out another sound close in relation to a groan but also a mumbled version of her name twisting from his lips.
Melanie could feel her own orgasm nearing but this wasn't about her release, knowing very well that what he had in store for her would result in too many orgasms to count or until she couldn't take it anymore. Niko's desire to give and give left her wrecked most nights in bed in the best way. The sound of her name, as distorted and lost in his groans as it was, brought a subtle smirk to her face as their noses brushed. Melanie bounced on his cock, the sound of skin hitting skin mixed with their breaths and moans.
Niko relinquished control to her some time ago and he felt as though he was still paying the price. Unregrettably, of course. The sounds of the heavy breathing and the moans to follow lost Niko to a different time. This was a good setting place for him, he'd decided, the only bad part being that he had no way of wrapping his arms around her body, no way to steady himself around her and as the feeling in his gut grew to a powerful core he could feel the pending release just at the edge, "-- can I?" he requested permission, his eyes falling shut as he still rested against her forehead.
Melanie: It was the request for permission that took Melanie off guard, so lost that she nearly forgot the game that they were playing. She stroked his cheek before moving her hand to grasp at the side of his neck, lips peppering the side of his face with kisses before their foreheads rested once more against one another's. "You may," she practically moaned as her body worked against his to bring him to that sweet release had been building up since the moment she had dropped to her knees.
Niko gave him exactly what he was looking for, and as soon as she did Niko lost himself in the moment, taking every feeling, every vibe off of her and the moans that spilled from her mouth, getting lost in the entirety of the moment. It wasn't long until release filled her, accompanied by an elongated, and content groan as his body twitched beneath her as sensitive as ever. In a normal moment he'd have wrapped his arms around hers protectively, but in this case he was incapable, trapped to tremble through it alone but once he sighed out the content feeling that washed over him he could see clearly again, his whole body a mess of sensitve nerve endings and pleasure.
Melanie: It was when his body tensed that Melanie relaxed her hips, sinking down so that he stayed buried inside of her as he reached his orgasm. She could feel the warmth spilling into her the second time that night, her drunken mind caring little about the consequences. Instead she stroked the side of his neck as he relaxed beneath her, a sigh breathing warmth onto her skin as she tilted her head so she could trail kisses along the side of his face and down his jaw. It wasn't often that she was able to really look at him without the distraction of her own orgasm and she took a mental snapshot of the complete and utter state of bliss that he appeared to be in. Melanie smiled as she kissed along his jaw, her hands moving down to give his shoulders a gentle squeeze to massage the muscles before trailing down his arms and around his back to rest on the belt though she didn't move to undo it quite yet. "You feel so good," she whispered as her lips danced across his with her words before smiling.
Niko: A content hum spilled itself from Niko's lips, the final depths of his release long soaking inside of her. Neither of them cared for the reprecussions of this, but all he could focus on was the way she felt with him still nestled, sensitive inside of her. It was as if he could feel every nerve ticking, every breath and thought racing through her mind. As her hands rested upon the belt that bound him, he looked up at her, eyes somewhat tired, but highly alert ( the usual expression ), as his entire gaze hooded over. Her words matched what he'd been thinking since the moment his length pushed inside of her and he mirrored the phrase with one of his own, "I know the feeling" was what he could muster in his drunken haze, leaning in to press soft, slow kisses to her mouth before nudging her nose with his own. 'I love you" and he wasn't just saying that because he was bound in the literal sense, either.
Any other couple would have taken that opportunity to slip away to bed, but there was never an end in sight with Melanie and Niko. Even as his expression mirrored that of one exhausted, she knew better and that the alcohol could be misleading. She returned his kisses with delight, still perched on his lap and a smile growing on her face at the expression of love. "I love you," she offered in return as her fingers moved over the buckle for the belt to push the leather strap back through and release it from the metal prong. "Let's get you a real glass of wine," Melanie said with amusement as she tilted her head to pepper kisses along his jawline as she unwrapped the belt from around his wrists, her hands moving to massage over where the straps had been.
Niko perked to attention at the feeling of the the bonds around his wrists and suddenly the exhaustion from him had slipped away from his features. Remaining still as she continued to pull off the belt he flexed the muscles of his hand for just a moment before looking up at her. The submission that he'd worn so well previously had been stripped from his expression, and her offer of wine was something he was quick to shake his head over, "I think I'm okay right now." he was honest, he needed something a bit...stronger, but not right then --- the growing ache inside of him at the sudden freedom was too strong and he was fast to react. In the span of two blinks, Niko's arms wrapped around Melanie's thin frame so he could lift her up. With his own strength and will, he was only easy enough to avoid hurting her before shifting their positions so she was knees on the couch cushion, and her front facing the back of the sofa while he was already on his feet and leaning over her with two fingers teasing the small amount of skin between her breasts. "I think it's my turn, actually."
Melanie: When Nino rejected the offer for wine, it was her best thought to ask him if he wanted a glass of bourbon instead. She was happy to get it for him so he could relax on the couch but the moment she had her hands away from his wrists her own ability to walk freely disappeared. Melanie let out a small yelp as he stood up and moved quickly to have her on her knees, an emptiness between her legs at his quick disappearance. She reached forward to grab the back of the couch, knees sinking into the cushions as she peeled back behind her shoulder to lock her gaze with Niko’s. “I wasn’t aware we were taking turns,” she teased as her lips pressed together, a throb pulsing between her legs at the tone of his voice and the simple touch of his fingers between her breasts. Unlike Niko, there was no immediate compliance or silence as she waited for an order but instead a playful smirk on her lips as she watched him. “You want to prove who the better tease is?”
Niko bent himself over her, a towering figure to her frame now that the control had been back in his favor. His hand, after completeing the traveling down her sternum, rested itself comfortably on her stomach as an arm meant to maintain her position. The other occupied itself with her back, sliding up her spine with ease and a painfully slow motion until it reached the back of her neck. With a gentle, almost massage like motion, he rubbed at the base teasingly before clicking his tongue. "I don't need to." he responds in kind, an arrogant air about him, though joking, in his words. Leaning down, Niko's still half-stock as he positions himself at her backside -- and presses gossamer kisses against her back starting at her shoulders, down to about midway while the arm protectively wrapped around her holds her body tight against his own.
Melanie looked forward as Niko began to speak, not needing to see his face to know the smirk that he wore. She sighed contently as his hand moved over her stomach, eyes fluttering closed as she basked in the simple touches of his fingertips. She could feel his length pressed against her skin, softer than before though still noticeably large in size. It brought a smile to her face as his arm tightened around her frame, her own hand move by to hold onto his wrist to satisfy her need to touch him in one form or another. “That feels nice,” she whispered as his lips traveled down her backside.
Niko found comfort in knowing he had his hands again and intended to use them above all else for the duration of the evening. The hand that had been pressing light massage like motions onto the back of her neck wrapped itself around to the front of it -- not squeezing, but applying enough pressure to make it known as his lips trailed back up her spine all the way to his ear, "It does, doesn't it?" he spoke soft -- a small nip at her ear playfully done as the hand around her waist unraveled itself to curve around her ass where he slipped it comfortably between her thighs from behind just far enough to allow his fingers to explore the wet sensation pooling between her slit.
Melanie opened her eyes as his hand moved to the front of neck, the expression on her face faltering for a split second and unnoticed as she was facing away from Niko. It was only a momentary flashback to the last time a hand had been wrapped around her neck, thought out of anger and not out of lust. There was no comparison to then and now, the trust she felt for Niko giving the action a pleasurable reaction rather than one of fear. “Mhm,” Melanie sighed softly as she titled her head to the side and closed her eyes once more. She was on edge already from before and the touch between her thighs sent a pleasurable shiver up her spine, hips acting on their own as she pressed down to feel more of him.
Niko rested two fingers on either side of her jaw, still not applying too much pressure, more to keep her face looking forward as he shifted his weight somewhat so that he could more comfortably position himself. Lips returning to her back, one finger teased the entrance to Melanie's core, slipping in with ease in thanks to the wet pool that had formed from his own previous pleasure and her own excitement before pulling out of her dreafully slow and leaving a trail of all she had left behind between both cheeks before resting completely on one side of her ass, grinning before giving it a playful squeeze. His lips pressed soft kisses to her back still and at the subtle contact he could feel himself beginning to react, "And what is it you want me to do, Melanie?" He half cooed to her, the grin so powerfully worn on his features still.
Melanie: It would have been a lie to say that the consequences of her actions hadn’t crossed her mind, thoughts of how Niko would repay her for binding his hands which (as he proved in the moment) were skillful tools. The support of his hand around her neck allowed her to relax her head, letting it droop forward as her lips parted to vocally express the pleasure of his finger dipping inside of her. There was no shame to be had at the knowledge he now had of what her actions had resulted in, her cunt welcoming the intrusion which ended all too quickly. The muscles in her backside flexed at the playful squeeze of her ass, an uncontrollable whimper tumbling past her lips at the sensation. “Taste me,” Melanie whispered as an answer to his question.
Niko was always quick at making vital decisions, though slow to act at times. Upon her words on what she wanted in that moment however, he arched a brow -- much like how she did to him and shook his head. "No ----- " his answer was final, but lingered with a simple, "Not yet. ------- actually," With that his hand released her neck, his gaze flickering towards the bedroom door and smirked gently to himself, his own discretion -- always. "Turn around, get up." The couch was fitting, of course, but the bedroom had far more space, so he'd made a decision, and waited for her to follow his directive.
Melanie: It was retribution and Melanie should have predicted it but the alcohol slowed her down and instead she was left with a disappointment and ache between her thighs as there was no touch that came in replacement of his tongue. She turned her head when he released her neck and kept quiet as he asked, or rather told her, to stand up and she did just that. Melanie climbed off the couch and stood in the space in front of him, facing him now with an urge to reach out and touch him but she kept her hands at her side.
Niko gave her a look that seemed as if he were sizing her up, but instead of saying a comment as such -- he smiled as hands trailed down her sides before speaking, "God - you're beautiful." before letting out a content sigh. His hands lingered on her hips a moment, applying a small amount of pressure with his thumbs to guide her closer to him before his head dipped to press his lips against her skin. With a smile, a devious one that she couldn't see -- he left a trail of kisses down her front , one hand pressed on her back that followed as he lowered himself down to one knee -- a prayer of sorts while his lips left a trail of sweet kisses down to her stomach, and there he remained another moment, looking up at her from his spot on his knee before leaning forward to rest his forehead against her stomach while his free hand explored her skin.
Melanie did not waver under his gaze, instead a smile toyed on her lips everything that she was was on display for Niko to enjoy. She took the step forward, taking his hands on her hips as an invitation and her own hands moved to rest on his shoulders as she tipped her head so that he could kiss her neck. Melanie closed her eyes and sighed softly as the kisses dipped lower, opening her eyes again when she felt him drop down. She watched as he sank to one knee, her hand moving to brush through his hair as he looked up at her. She cradled his head against her stomach as he rested there, unsure of what he was doing but the gesture was one that she took with adoration.
Niko: There was a small, comforting space between her thighs that Niko found fitting to press his lips against. She'd asked him to taste her and while he'd denied her of that fact he was selfish at times and allowed his tongue to prove that as it wedged itself carelessly between her slit to taste the remnants of their evening thus far together. However, such a thing was only temporary as he gradually made his way back to his feet, this time hands hooking behind her legs on his way up once he stood to lift her from her feet. "Come on -- " he knew the reprecussions of opening the bedroom door, but it didn't matter.
Melanie was surprised to feel his tongue against her considering he had denied her request and yet not surprised at all, as she knew when it came to weaknesses she was one. But the victory was a small one as he took a simple taste of her before pulling away and she bit back the groan of frustration, instead choosing to brush her fingers through his hair as he stood. The moment he had her lifted off the ground she wrapped her arms around his neck, face close to his as they made their way to the stairs. Melanie disregarded any thoughts of having to wait for an invitation or permission as she leaned in to pepper kisses along his jawline and underneath on his neck, busying herself with the small signs of affection as they made their way to his bedroom.
Niko sighed in the content feeling of her lips ghosting against his jawline to his neck while he carried her to the bedroom. Single-handedly opening the door he directed Sasha to leave the room in the typical Romanian command, and as she did so -- Clover was close behind jumping to nip at Sasha's tail, enabling him to shut the door with his foot behind him and drop Melanie on the bed. There was a fit of passion emanating from him as he climbed on top of her, his mouth not giving her the opportunity to turn down the rough, passionate kisses he gave.
Niko would never deny that even so much as the sound of Melanie's moans and the way they echoed through the acoustics was enough to get him off. He could still taste the remnants of said moan in the kiss which only deepened as the moment went on, their tongues dancing together as if they'd been practicing this bit for ages -- and perhaps they had, unbeknownst to their holders. His hands, while locked in the kiss wrapped around her waist tight to hold her closer to him and without breaking the kiss he used all of the strength he could muster in the moment to switch their sides -- rolling so that she was propped safely on top of him, and his back against the cool mattress and their lips still interlocked.
Melanie moved with ease and Niko rolled them onto the center of the bed, her legs falling naturally to either side of him as she straddled his waist. She could feel his length resting against her inner thigh, already half-hard since the couch. On top of him now, her hands moved to rest on his chest for a brief moment before she guided them up to cup the side of his face. Melanie held him with affection, even with the pure lust and desperation that fueled their kisses, there was always affection in her actions. Every touch, every smile, all fueled by the love she had for this man. It was undeniable the way she felt about him, letting her actions speak for her as she guided a hand to stroke through his hair while the other remained firm on his cheek.
Niko , had it been some other straddling him, would have shrugged off such affections in order to get what it really was he had desired, but with Melanie it was different, it was always different. Now he couldn't even imagine sharing a bed with someone else. Smiling up at her he let out a sigh before rising up to press another kiss to her lips, an effort to distract the very hands that were pressuring him. Allowing all of the intensity between them flourish, Niko hooked his arms around her legs. He knew what she'd wanted as this was made abundantly clear in the living room and spoke of it once more, "I want you up here -- " His head tilted back, it was the only warning given before hiking her up so that she was sat perfectly on his face.
Melanie: There was a brief moment where they came up for air that she had a chance to look at him, a drunken smile on her lips as Melanie simply enjoyed the sight of swollen lips and disheveled hair. The request brought out a tilt of her head as the meaning was lost in translation though his actions gave them definition as he hoisted her up his torso. Melanie caught on and without hesitation moved up the bed to hover her cunt over his face, hands reaching for his headboard to steady herself. Something new, an evening full of new for them. Melanie felt a rush of excitement between her thighs a the anticipation, his breath warm against her as she tightened her hands around the headboard.
Niko: The moment that she had found herself a home, sitting comfortably against his face, Niko drowned himself in the warmth that was everything settled between Melanie's thighs. Tongue separating through her slit, he made work of every area he could reach, starting on every area surrounding her clit while his hands reached up to guide her hips, forcing her to grind against his tongue as it made fast work against the bundle of sensitive nerves and the occasional slip inside of her.
Melanie: A gasp filled the space of the room as Niko's mouth connected with her cunt, a touch that she felt as if she had waited her entire life for. There was no teasing this time as his tongue dipped between her slit to taste the remnants of himself and the wetness that had pooled there, undoubtedly leaving his lips glistening as he tugged her down further. "Oh..." Melanie rested her forehead against her arm as she looked down to watch him, the sight one she would soon never forget, as her hips moved subtly to ride his face.
Niko groaned against her as she buckled down against his tongue. Tasking every bit of himself as he could taste her he layered every motion of his tongue with small ghosted kisses before honing in to focus his tongue in small battered like motions against her clit. His eyes opened just long enough to make eye contact with her as she looked down on him but only long enough to hook his arms around her thighs to force her to move against him, tongue lapping up every possible motion between them.
Melanie: It wasn’t the first time that Niko had eaten her out with her on top but the last time had been with her returning the favor. Never had it felt like this before, the way his arms forced her down harder against his mouth as if he wanted to drown in her. Melanie was happy to oblige, grinding her hips more freely without shyness. She whimpered at the consistent attention to her clit, one hand daringly letting go of the headboard to reach down and grab his hair. She tugged in the locks as she bucked her hips, head tilting back as she let out a soft moan in ecstasy.
Niko: The moment that Melanie grabbed his hair, Niko's grip tightened around her thighs, spreading her legs somehow wider over his face as she began to take liberties with every movement, every sound out of her mouth. He could relish in it, feeling the way his cock hardened just at the way her moans echoed through the room. Taking one of his hands, he parted her slit impossibly more, giving his tongue more space to bat against the sensitive and swollen bundle of nerves in a faster motion before taking gentle and playful nips at the bud before pressing his tongue against it once more.
Melanie: Since the couch Melanie had been edging, so close to her own release but stopped short by her own choice. Every touch from Niko was with a purpose, her body trembling above him as her knuckles whitened from gripping the headboard. She tightened the hold of his hair, urging him to go deeper as if that was even possible at this point. He was buried in her and as he opened her even more she missed, louder than the last with no regards to other company in the house. “Niko,” Melanie gasped his name as she bucked her hips, no longer in a fluid pattern but sporadic as she felt herself closer to the edge. “I’m going- I’m going to cum,” she warned as she arched her back slightly, teetering on the edge.
Niko felt his face bury deeper into the confines of Melanie, the very taste of her exquisite to something beyond all compare. As her hand urged his head, he did his best to comply,nose deep in her core and tongue working it's hardest to draw her closer and closer to the edge, the moans growing louder giving him the telltale sign that he needed to pick up the pace of his tongue becoming harder presses, more aggressive in his movements against her clit even as she gasped out his name. As she arched her back, promises that she was going to cum his hand reached around to slip up her back to steady her as he didn't stop, nodding his head instead as if to give her permission as he prepared to drink her in, not shying from what was about to happen.
Melanie: Mumbled swear words tumbled past her lips as his tongue became more aggressive, the heat between her thighs escalating as the familiar tightening like a rubber band about to snap formed. She flexed the muscles of her thighs to resist it, giving her simply a more seconds before she came undone above her. Melanie let out an exasperated gasp as her orgasm flooded through her, cunt pulsing rapidly against his face as she pushed her knees into the bed beneath him as her body trembled. It felt like she was seeing stars as the energy from her body drained, fingers loosening in his hair though still very much threaded as she stroked through the strands.
Niko could feel the way her cunt pulsated around his tongue, not as sensitive of an extremity as if his cock were buried inside of her, he too couldn't help but groan at the sensation of every tightening and loosening relief that pulled past her walls. Every curse was met by a mumble of encouragement from him, easing her into the orgasm while propping her up like a queen on her throne against his face. Finally, the rush of warmth forced itself onto Niko's lips, causing an even louder moan to escape from him, knowing her pleasure had been his own doing as she became undone on top of him -------- but he wasn't quite finished with her. A lesson learned quickly by not allowing him to get her off before him earlier, Niko didn't quite stop the brushes of his tongue against her clit and rode out every tremble and sensitive nerve ending knowing that she would become reknotted from the overwhelming sensation soon enough.
Melanie: The vibrations of his own moans were an added pleasure, a lazy smile brought to her lips knowing that this was almost as pleasurable for him as it was for her. Never had she been with a man who made her feel like such a gift to him and he treated her as such. Her body relaxed as the waves of pleasure settled, forehead resting back on her arm as she released Nikos head with the intention of climbing off of him to collapse beside him. But the grip his arms had on her body never loosened nor did the flicks of his tongue stop. “Nik...” She whined his name as she shuddered, sensitive to every touch that he offer.
Niko continued the pleasurable swipes of his tongue against her nerves, toying with the sensitivities somewhat differently than he had before. Previously, his goal had been to ensure she reached the edge and now, as she shivered upon his face, it was more for his own entertainment and the way that she said his name signaled that it was working. Painfully slow, his tongue dragged over her clit to her entrance, lapping up the sweet embrace of the remnants of her pleasure from her entrance as he did so.
Melanie: If it weren’t for his arms holding her up, Melanie would have longed collapsed onto the bed. She used both hands to hold onto the headboard again, eyes closing as she twitched with each pass of his tongue over her clit. It was overstimulation and pleasure all at the same time, her mind telling her it was too much but her body reacting in a different way. She squeezed her thighs gently before relaxing again, whimpering with every other breath she exhaled as her body trembled beneath his touch.
Niko grinned against her as he could feel the sensation of her body weakening against his touch. He didn't want to completely take her apart, however, so when the moment arose, he released her body, so if she wanted to get off, she could, and if she wanted to get off she could do that as well. Signaling that she could break free from him with a kiss to her inner thigh, he trailed a line of kisses towards her entrance where his hand slipped from behind, dragging from between her cheeks until discovering what he was searching for and gently slipped his fingers inside of her as if to ensure she was still wet for him while he waited for her to make her decision on what she wanted.
Melanie let out a small sigh as his arms released their hold on her, body faltering slightly without the firm support. She was collecting herself as he kissed her thigh, the sensation of his fingers slipping inside taking her by surprised, so much so that the moan that escaped was louder than usual. She has been completely prepared to climb off him but it was his fingers that derailed her plan, her hips rocking down against his touch as she gave in. “Don’t stop,” she begged quietly as looke down at him with pleading eyes.
Niko drank in the feeling of her walls tightening around his fingers as she rode them, the feeling alone making his own cock - spoiled by the ventures from previous twitch behind her. He'd have given her the real thing in that moment, but decided there would be time for that later, instead, he alotted her the control that she needed, his tongue working at a far slower pace that before, focusing on the top part of her clit while his fingers, now soaked in her pleasure curved inside of her - a more daring approach taken as a third one joined the other two to spread her entrance for him. "I wouldn't dream of it." He told her, the pleading look in her eyes all he needed to do as she told, his other hand reaching around to take his hardened length in his hands to stroke himself - not with the intent to pull towards the edge but to simply share in the simple pleasures of what a hand could do.
Melanie shuddered as a third finger was slipped inside of her, the stretch of her cunt the type of painful that felt too good to be true. The headboard rattled against the wall as she leaned forward on it to support herself with Nikos arm no longer wrapped around her. It was a slow burning pleasure, unsure if she’d even be able to get off again so soon but it felt like she could lay in this limbo for hours. And maybe she did, Time didn’t exist in that bedroom with them and it was only when she heard the sound of skin on skin that she turned to peek over shoulder to see his hand stroking his cock. What a sight, to see Niko pleasuring himself to the act of pleasuring her. It pulled a moan from her as her hips buckled against Niko’s hand, already the fire in the pit of her stomach burning and leaving her teetering on the edge once more.
Niko knew from his own girth that she could handle another finger, but the position his hand was in left a thumb dangerously close to something else, teasing every time her hips so much as moved against his hand. With his mouth conveniently buried in her clit, maintaining the slow tantalizing motions of his tongue, he groaned against his own pleasure -- enjoying the feeling of her moaning in part to everything he was doing to her. His tongue swirled over the ridges to the mess of nerves between her thighs, fingers curling inside of her to feel the way her walls pleaded for more of him and every sound that she made was like music to his ears that he could listen to on repeat every day, his whole body craved it and it showed by the way he stroked himself, enjoying nothing more than knowing she was playing towards the edge once more.
Melanie let her head hang down as she rocked her hips in a steady motion now, in disbelief that she was already so close to coming when it felt like she was still having her first orgasm. Her fingers tightened around the headboard as the muscles in her thighs flexed, toes curling as his fingers did the same inside of her. It was short breaths escaping her now, little whimpers mixed in as she trembled. It wasn’t as strong as before but the orgasm that came still left her a mess above him, her walls pulsing around his fingers as she moaned out his name.
Niko let out a moan similar to her own as Melanie began to come apart again above him. His name parting from her lips was the ultimate source of erotica and he could find himself nearing the edge himself, but paused instead to focus on her riding out the second orgasm in the past few minutes until it was over. It wasn't until the pulsating around his fingers halted that he slipped them free from the wet confines of her core, his tongue tasting the bit of her that he could before sealing the act with a short array of kisses to her sensitive skin. "You're amazing --- " he said simply, looking up at her with a fond smile, one only reserved for her.
Melanie let out an blissful sigh as his fingers slipped from her core, body limp above him as she soaked in the last of his touches. “Look whose talking,” she mumbled as she reached a hand down to stroke his hair. Carefully, Melanie pulled herself up from his face and inched herself back to return to his waist though she kept moving until she felt his length nestled between her thighs. Her face now above his, Melanie leaned into press a kiss to his lips though not before taking a taste of him with her tongue. The kiss was slow and lazy though full of passion and between them she mumbled to him, “How do you want me?”
Niko felt the way that Melanie's body fell limp around him and instinctively his arm wrapped around for the extra support. His head tilted as she stroked his hair, such a domestic notion to go to after what had just happened. A lazy smile crawled upon his features, a sigh slipping from his lips and he closed his eyes for only a moment until he could feel her begin to pull back from the comfort of his face until the sensitive length was nestled between her thighs with a demanding twitch. There was still that ball of unyielding energy forming strong between them, his craving for her not fading away and only growing worse as they kissed - his tongue offering the taste of her while his hand reached around to thread in her hair holding her in place until she asked him the question that sent a short chill down his spine, "Shaking, unable to walk tomorrow." He was blunt, though that was the alcohol speaking, "Let me take of you."
Everything about the way Niko touched Melanie was exciting to her, how he could be dominating and affectionate at the same time. She gladly tasted herself on his lips, tongue, even dared to pull away just to run her tongue over his lips to clean him off though she doubted he minded the taste. Her hands, one cupping his cheek and the other threaded in his hair like his in hers, held onto him as the words he spoke gave her a chill of her own. “I’m yours, Niko.” Melanie locked her gaze with his own for a moment, hips nudging back against his length. She pressed a simple kiss to his lips before sitting up and climbing off his lap, moving beside him on her knees as she beckoned him to get up with a motion of her finger.
Niko smiled, a sly grin that belonged to a fox in a henhouse, perhaps, though in this case the only hen he had eyes for was Melanie. His very own -- an undeniable attraction tied between them on the only thickening red string which kept their bond as powerful as it was. Upon her beckoning, he watched as she crawled off of him, but not before nudging against his highly attentive cock which sent a shiver down his spine. As she propped herself on her knees, beckoning with her finger he followed suit, matching her stance on his knees as well but not without taking his hand to her back in order to trace along her spine.
Melanie watched as he moved to get on his knees, eyes obviously flickering to his length that’s stood rigid and at full attention. She waited for him to be on his knees in front of her before wrapping an arm around his neck, the other nestled between them as she wrapped her fingers around his cock. It was slow strokes to match the pace of her lips moving against his once they touched, a sign of the adoration she held for him that words could never convey. It only lasted a few seconds before she pulled away, a quick glances into his eyes before she moved her position. Melanie turned so that she was still on her knees, spread wider apart this time around with her back facing him. She reached behind her to grab a hold of his cheek and pressed another kiss to his lips before whispering, “Take me.”
Niko: The few moments of her hand wrapped around his length brought a wavering to Niko's knees that he was unfamiliar with and as the kiss broke off he watched her, knees bent and legs spread apart only for him turn her back towards him. He had to catch his breath, a brief lapse in the usual thought process coated from the alcohol and the fact that he'd been withholding his own climax for what felt like ages. Her words were dripping in the lust they shared for one another, and once their kiss parted he said nothing at first, wrapping an arm around her waist -- not taking any time to hike her up and slip his cock between her thighs through her wet slit in tease before leaning forward just enough to press soft kisses to her shoulder, his other hand exploring her front from her breasts all the way to the front of her neck, "And how do you want me to take you?" he questioned as his hand rubbed at the spot in the front of her neck to signal if she wanted it rough, or something a little more sensual.
Melanie closed her eyes as Niko’s hands snakes around to touch her, a gasp slipping past her lips at the feeling of his cock teasing her still sensitive cunt. She reached up to rest her hand over the one at the base of her neck, fingers sliding through his own. Melanie looked at him over her shoulder, an almost shy gaze as he asked her how she wanted it. Her mind drifted to the last time he had her bent over and the lightest shade of pink tinted her cheeks as she squeezed his hand. “Hard.”
Niko could have easily melted by the way the shy expression formed on her features, the pink coated her cheeks. How could he give her what she was asking for looking like that? the truth was, it was easy enough, whatever she wanted -- after all. The smile that drew itself on his features was not nearly as innocent as the expression she had on but the moment that the wordpassed her lips his weight had shifted and without any hesitation he pushed himself inside of her. The arm wrapped around her waist slid down to immediately toy with her clit from the front, using his arm to keep her upright as the hand at the base of her neck rose up to squeeze just a little tighter as ghosted kisses spread across her shoulder as he buried his cock deep inside of her. It wasn't until he was certain to fully be inside of her that he pushed her down to the bed just slow enough so that she could catch herself if she so chose as both hands released her - one moving from her neck to the back of her head to tug on her hair.
Melanie watched as his features shifted when the request slipped past her lips, heart accelerating in her chest as a moment later his cock was buried inside her. Eyes stayed locked in that moment, giving him the perfect view of the moan that formed as he touched her from the front. She tightened the hold on his hand as he did the same to her neck, still not breaking eye contact until she felt him pushing her forward. Melanie let go of him and caught herself on her hands on the bed as she shifted onto all fours, head pulled back up when he grabbed her hair. There was no explanation to why but it was this position that was one of her favorites. Maybe it had to do with the power Niko could use to fuck her or how afterwards his body would collapse into her own. Either way she was wet and ready for him already.
Niko grinned wide at the sound of her moan, their eyecontact going unbroken until the moment her face was close to the mattress. With that opportunity, he spread her legs wider with the free hand as his other pulled on her hair. Something along the lines of encouragement for her conceding slipped from his mouth but it came out in a slew of groaning enjoyment and heavy breathing as his hips began to pound in and out of her. "---- Fuck" the curse came out louder than the rest of everything around them as he found himself boiling in the feeling of a ball of heat growing in his lower stomach, but it didn't stop him. Every move calculated, he thrust harder into her, hard enough where the headboard slammed against the wall and soon enough her hair wasn't enough to steady himself so he released it and gripped onto her shoulder just long enough to go for the neck once more. This time he was not nearly as subtle, reaching around to grab hold of it as the other used her shoulder for extra leverage.
Melanie: It was raw and animalistic, the groans coming from them both Niko fulfilled her desires with a strength that left the bed shaking beneath them. Her fingers curled against the bedsheets, ruining the precisionly made bed as the sheets bunched up beneath her grasp and moved with her knees. It was a mixture of moans, skin hitting skin, the slamming of the headboard, all noises that filled the confines of his bedroom and no doubt spilled out into the rest of the apartment. Melanie’s body thrusted forward when he let go of her hair though she was soon held in place by both shoulder and neck. There was no chance to rock her hips back against him as he thrusted into like a perfectly oiled piston, his girth stretching her out as her walls molded around his length every time he bottomed out on her.
Niko: They were two sides of a very flippable coin. Speaking volumes without words he could read Melanie like he could the books he'd read as a child and it only benefitted them in the bedroom, never straying too far from the beaten path and never pushing where unwanted. He'd wondered only for a moment if he would have to buy a new headboard by the time they were done, but that was a concern for later on, until then he was solely focused on every sound ellicited from her, the wetness of her cunt and the way his length hit the very spot that he knew she craved. "How about now?" he asked between breathes, the grip around her neck tightening as if to gain her attention, and he held it for a somewhat longer moment before loosening it so that she could speak, though his thrusts into her didn't stop, they didn't slow down.
Melanie wanted to touch him, to grasp at him the way he did to her but she knew that if she moved her hands she’d collapse on that bed. Even then she could feel the strain of her muscles forcing her upright, this doing more for her than any workout at the gym. He was relentless in his thrust, body shaking as every thrust slammed into her g-spot with a force that sent shivers up her spine and past her lips as a whimper. The hand around her neck caught the attention already focused on everything that Niko was and for a single moment, as his hand tightened to where her air was blocked, she panicked. It was a brief flash to a darker time but it only took her out of the moment for a split second, his voice a reminder that there was no intent to hurt or punish her. And as if to prove that, she moaned out a single word. “Harder.”
Niko: Harder --- like a magical word that Niko didn't hear as often as he'd liked to. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but the truth was he planned on taking advantage of this moment but first he leaned forward, nipping against the skin of her shoulder before pulling her back upright upon her request for harder, giving her the opportunity to control the speed of their thrusts but yet still kept her contained by the neck, a tight grip still formed as their bodies rocked in motion, the new position allowing him an even better access for his other hand to slip down between her legs, press roughly against her clit while the entirety of his length was burying itself inside of her. "I want you -- " he started between breaths, biting at her shoulder, "To tell me exactly what you want."
A sharp gasp sounded as Niko but into her shoulder, hands tightening even more to get a steadier grip onto the bed. In a swift motion Melanie was on her knees once more, legs still spread as the bed moved with every thrust. She grabbed at his wrist as he found her clit, fingernails digging into his skin at the sharp pangs of pleasure struck through her. It was a miracle that he thought she could string a sentence together, her body entirely his for the taking at that point. She grabbed onto his other wrist as well where he had a firm grasp on her neck. Melanie panted for a few seconds as could already feel herself edging to a release from the sensitivity she felt from before. “I want-“ she let out a loud moan as she struggled to speak, chest bouncing with each thrust in. “Wreck me,” was what she managed to breath out as she squeezed his wrists harder.
Niko: She was holding onto him with a level of desperation that only made Niko impossibly harder for her. Every thrust grew in strength, every sound of heavy breath was sent straight to her ear as he bit down on the side of her neck, careful of where it would be visible and sucked against the skin without any hesitation from him. She wanted to be wrecked, and he wanted to toss her around over and over again until the sun came up --------- it was something he could manage. "Done -- " he mumbled against her skin, releasing his mouth to cover with kisses fueled by passion as the hand around her neck tightened once again, the other, occupied with her bundle of nerves, spread so that her fingers would latch onto his -- once again allowing her to use him as her own personal tool for pleasure. He couldn't feel himself nearing the edge yet, but the ache in his stomach was still there --- aware of everything happening as he arched her back just enough forward against both hands to ensure he was able to completely burrow inside of her cunt.
Melanie: There was no denying that Niko would deliver on every ask that she made of him, this was no different. It was like a switch flipped yet again, from treating her like porcelain to an unbreakable metal. There would be bruises in some places, serving as reminders while he was away of how much he was a part of her. Her entire body craved him, there was no such thing as having enough of him. Even as his length buried itself so deep inside of her she wanted more, to feel him everywhere. There was no direction needed as she used his fingers to circle her clit now, giving herself that much more reason to moan out his name. And she did, over and over again as she whimpered on pleasure. Melanie’s cunt tightened around his cock as she edged on the brink of a release, a string of unforgiving thrusts pushing her over into an oblivious of whimpers and pants as she came again. She could feel her own release coating him, dripping down past the lips of her cunt to her thighs.
Niko: It was her wave of releasing pleasure that sent Niko into his own wave of bliss, while still staving off his own climax, he shuttered around every moan, every breath and every twitch that vibrated through her core to his own. He couldn't do without her, he knew that, and with that knowledge continued his thrusts at a more rhythmic manner, more calculated to thoroughly bring her back down while holding tight to her body. Heavy breaths turned slow, penetrating kisses and his hand that was around her throat released in order to brush her hair to the side affectionately. Even while continuing to bury himself inside of her, Niko released her from his grasp so she could lay back down to the bed offering more comfort for her to ride out her orgasm with him as a small breath of "I love you" slipped into her ear.
Melanie: There was no letting up in sight and Melanie welcomed it, even as she came undone at the seams. She had long released his hand that was used against her clit, the pressure too much with the precision of his thrusts that had her body shaking in his tight embrace. Melanie held onto him, whatever part of him she grabbed first, and even after she felt the softness of the bed beneath her she reached for him to hold. The mattress felt cold against her hot skin, beads of sweat absorbed into the sheets as she panted. And she loved him, the words caught in her throat as her hand reached to find his to lock their fingers together, wanting even more intimacy than what was offered with his cock buried inside of her.
Niko didn't stop, still, but with his hand now covering hers against the mattress, he was able to find a steady hold on her. A small line of kisses traced her back, the other hand holding onto her side and he could feel himself edging closer and closer to the moment he'd been trying to hold off on for some time -------- so he slowed down, just enough to push the feeling back. Bending his body over hers, arching his back so that he could still push deep inside of her, Niko kissed Melanie's shoulder slowly, the grip on her hand tightening with breaths of pleasure slipping from sweat tinted lips.
Melanie kept her legs parted, knee bent as she arched her hips up to give Niko the angle he needed to give her what she still desired and for him to reach his own climax. She closed her eyes, soaking in the touch of his lips against her back and how his hand tightened around hers as he stilled his hips to hold off and enjoy the moment. She knew the signs, knew that he was close, and she would never rush him, she shared the same desire for the moment to never end. The bed rocked beneath them, headboard leaving notches on the wall where the paint was chipped away from the constant banging against the wall. Melanie squeeze his hand back as her other balled the bedsheets as she clung to them, moans of pleasure lost into the bed as she turned her head to the side to reach out and press a kiss to the side of his wrist.
Niko: With her shifting of positions, Niko was able to maintain a steady rhythm, stripped of all inhibitions. Holding her angular frame within his grasp, her lips pressing a wet kiss to the inside of his wrist as they moaned in tandem, words of encouragement freely slipped from Niko's lips as he asked if she liked it "Like that?" followed by harder, more direct thrusts intended to ravage her insides, along with the preferential 'Or like that?" gruffly his tone shifted as he could feel her body cling somehow deeper into the bedsheets, the sounds of their breathy moans uplifting between them and Niko found himself easily lost in it --- his hips deciding to slow their pace even more into a sensual rhythem once again until he began to feel the erection buried inside of her begin to twitch, coating her already wet cunt with his own pre-disposed fluids, "Do you want me to cum?" the tone he used was rough, an edge of his pending release teetering in the back of his voice while he spoke, but he was willing to hold off, still not done with her yet.
Melanie wasn't aware if her orgasm had ever stopped at this point, floating in a limbo of pleasure as the walls of cunt pulsed around his length with an intense desire to keep him buried inside of her. She felt wrecked, a mess of a woman who couldn't even formulate the words to express what he was doing to her. Her composed nature had long been thrown out the window, insults over the years of uptight and prissy without warrant if those who had insulted her could see her now. A moan came as the response to his first question, eyes pressed closed as a loud gasp rasped past her lips, voice cracking as she whimpered with every thrust. And then it slowed, hard and driven with purpose as she squeezed his hand. "Please," she managed to beg as her body ached beneath his, every nerve ending on fire. "I want it."
Niko was selfish, by default with everyone besides Melanie Kent. For her, he longed to give everything that he had but to him, that also had a certain twist to it within the confines of their bedroom as she begged him to cum and yet he still longed for one more from her. He sat himself straight up onto his knees as he thrust still inside of her and his free hand wrapped around her waist once more. "Give me one more -- " The hand around her waist found itself a home in the warmth, almost sticky feeling of her slit as he rubbed gently against her clit to tease more of a coming sensation as he awaited for the answer he was looking for. There was, after all, no better way to release than with his partner as he longed her to moan out his name again.
Melanie felt his body weight shift from above her, not taking long for her to miss the warmth of him despite her skin feeling as if it was on fire. One more lingered in her mind as she felt his hand fitting between the bed and her waist, lips parted as she shuddered when he touched her clit. "I can't-" She practically whined the protest though her body gave a different reaction, hips gravitating towards his touch. Melanie clung to the bedsheets, bunching them up as she moved to prop herself up on her elbows with her head hanging down as she felt a resurgence of heat between her thighs. "Fuck," she cursed as she tilted her head back, muscles stretching as Niko's touch sent pangs of pleasure through her. Now that she had a taste of another release in the horizon she craved it even more. "Don't stop, Nik."
Niko had no intention on stopping, well --- unless she asked him to, but when she first told him that she couldn't, he could tell just how strongly her body disagreed with that statement. He could feel her bend and contort internally at the feeling of his tough. Still -- he continued to pump himself inside of her, the one more lingering on their horizon. His own was ready to burst through him, the grip he held on her wasn't subtle as he neared the edge, the heavy handed thrusts, hitting her g-spot over and over again in an effort to bring her down once more made it all too obvious while his fingers continued to draw circles over her clit, focusing on the bundle of nerves until he began to feel his cock twitch even more inside of her. " Shit I'm, " He could have stopped then, prevented the inevitable but it was too late and the flow of release inside of her likely filled all of the space Melanie had to offer as the loudest of content groans pulled from deep within niko's stomach, his head pounded in his chest while he continued to do work on her stopping only the moment she would release again as well as his body fell weak above her, his free arm having to catch himself from completely collapsing.
Melanie: They both were coming apart at the seams, Melanie a whimpering mess beneath him as her body shifted to somehow ask for more of him. There was that pull in the pit of her stomach, the sensation of a rubber band tightening as his finger and the consistent push of his cock so deep within her had her on edge. She dropped her head for a moment, a low moan lost in the sheets that transformed louder when she felt the warmth of his release pooling inside of her cunt. Melanie needed nothing else to bring her over the edge, her walls throbbing around his length as the pleasure overtook every over sensation in her body. She collapsed onto the bed, muscles flexing as her body spasmed from pleasure, no sense of time for how long she basked in it. All she could do was reach a hand behind her to find Niko, seeking him out as she closed her eyes while panting.
Niko: Heavy breaths pulled through the room, the oxygen that was left between them only to be shared together by the panting that they couldn't help but endure. The moment that she collapsed, Niko could feel the way that her walls clenched around his sensitive length that was still buried desperately inside of her as if nothing could tear them apart. It was with a couple of slow thoughtless thrusts that Niko allowed the rest of his completion to flow inside of her, his entire body a mess of shivers and sweat until he rolled himself down to her side, arms around her body and cock still buried and twitching inside of her.
Melanie: The moment his arms wrapped around her body Melanie reached for his hand, fingers lacing through his to raise it to her lips. She pressed a lazy kiss to his skin before cradling their hands against her chest, holding onto him tightly. "You're... amazing," she managed to mumble as she laid still beside him, comfortably on her stomach with him still buried inside of her. She could only imagine when he pulled out that she'd be dripping, sheets needing to be washed before he left. And it was then that she remembered he was leaving, having blissfully forgotten for a moment. Melanie clutched him even tighter, another kiss pressed against his knuckles before resting their hands underneath her chin.
Niko closed his eyes for a moment, basking in the way that their bodies clung to one another's so easily. Not with desperation or anything of that sort, but just the inherent drive to be with one another. It was an evolution from the way they were before they'd recognized their feelings for one another, for certain. "Here -- " Shifting his weight carefully as to not slip out of her just yet, but moved her so that she could be on her side, spooning against him, "I should just quit my job, right now." he decided with a dry laugh, he'd never do it --- and he was sure Melanie knew that, but the idea of it sounded nice. "Just lay like this until, well, until we have to shower I guess."
Melanie moved with him to lay on her side, knowing that if she stayed like that for too long she'd fall asleep and she wasn't ready for that to happen yet. If it were up to her she'd stay awake until they had to say goodbye but at some point she knew Niko would insist that she get some sleep. There was time before that would happen though. She laughed softly, her other hand moving to stroke her fingertips up and down the length of his arm. "We should both quit, take the dogs and Lily to an island somewhere, never have another worry in the world," she said softly as she pictured them living on a beach somewhere, a house made of wood that they built themselves. "Spend our days laying out in the sun, taking our boat out. And at night we can watch the stars."
Niko held onto her, squeezing her frame just a little bit more to emphasize on the unspoken. He'd miss her incredibly, the idea of being gone for 'at least a month' was daunting to him and not something he was ready to face. "Right, the dogs, Lily.. a nice island, maybe a private island where everything just gets airdropped to us, sounds peaceful." he laughed quietly to himself, his other hand rubbing circles on her stomach as his mind drifted to the future ---- their future, together. "You're the most amazing woman, you know that, right?" he asked her, a kiss pressed to the back of her shoulder, lips lingering for a moment longer. "Maybe one day, when we're old and retired, we can have that. Buy a boat, find an island and just... stay there for a while. That might be nice, right?"
Melanie: "It'll have to be an island that Amazon Prime still delivers to," Melanie joked softly as she continued to stroke his arm. She could see everything so clearly, their little family living without a worry in the world. And as he drew small circles on her stomach, she imagined a few more children as part of their life as well. It was impossible not to think about it, to start a family with Niko when the time was right. "I do because you like to remind me," Melanie said as she sighed softly and closed her eyes for a brief moment, nodding her head at the retirement plan he had for them. "We can split our time between the island, maybe France for a few months, Romania the next year... Let's plan to see the whole world."
Niko: "Right --- can't function without Prime shipping." he returned with an equally soft tone, a chuckle escaping before he sighed at the contact. In the meantime, the talks of their future -- everything, Niko's palm opened flat against her stomach for no reason beyond to comfort her. It made him think of having their own small extended family, "I'm just making sure you don't forget." he reasoned thinking back to how much time they had to travel the world and where he would want to go. "I've never been to Dubai." he told her, "I think I would like to go there."
All of these plans for the future, and Niko had never once in a million years thought that he would ever live to have one. No --- in his mind his life expectancy didn't surpass the age of thirty in the back of his mind, yet there he was -- thirty two years old talking and thinking vividly about marrying a woman and spending the rest of their lives together. Not a care in the world. A part of it saddened him, another made him so inexplicably happy that the only thing he could do was relax entirely around her in that moment. The change of demeanor something she'd surely notice. "Well -- " he finally spoke up, "Eventually we may have to shower so...." he returned the sentiment with a kiss to her shoulder again before teasing,"I just want to make sure I leave you with a lasting impression is all, I'll be gone a while, what if you move on?"
Melanie: "Oh you left a lasting impression alright," Melanie said as she thought to herself that all other men had been ruined by Niko. There was no comparison to those she had been with or even thought of and she felt no desire to test that theory either, which was why the mention of moving on brought a laugh from her louder than she meant to. "The only moving on I want to do is into that shower and I plan on bringing you with me," she said as she turned her head so that she could look at him in what felt like the first time in hours. "And maybe we can bring that wine in the living room with us."
Niko laughed at the mention of her not moving on, and he responded with a solid "Good" before he looked at her, there was a moment there that reminded him when they went for round two ( or five, whichever ) he wanted to see her then, without her face in the pillow perhaps. "Do you want to go do that now?" he asked, eyes flickering to the door just long enough to consider it, "I can carry you there too, if you want -- I know it's far." he smiled, nuzzling against her neck as he sighed contently with her and nodded at her idea, "We can do that, more wine is always a good thing I think."
Melanie: Taking a shower meant moving and as much as Melanie was against that, she was in favor of the feeling of hot water running over her body. "Let's do that now because if we get started again I doubt we will leave this bed," she said as she moved her hand up to cradle his head against her neck for a brief moment. Melanie scratched his hair before pulling her hand away, shifting her hips slightly to feel him still buried within her in what felt like a natural state for them. "Let me test my legs before I ask you to carry me."
Niko: "This... is very true." he nudged her playfully with his hips as if that would serve as a reminder that he was very much still inside of her, not nearly as erect as he was before, but still there, nonetheless. "I mean, I don't mind carrying you --- " he told her, feeling no confliction to the statement, "I did it before, unless you've already forgotten..." Still, he nodded and to allow her to get up with some ease, Niko slipped himself back, feeling the uncomfortable feeling of his cock sliding out of her, wet, still tempted for more even after all the work it had been put through and stood to his feet, "Come on," He offered his hand to her patiently.
Melanie: "Well maybe I should offer to carry you if you're exhausted," Melanie teased as he offered once more to carry her. She felt him pulling out of her, an emptiness settling between her legs as well as a wetness, the latter to be washed away in the shower though new one would undoubtedly form afterwards or even during. Melanie rolled onto her back and looked at Niko for a moment, smiling at him as she simply admired his form standing beside the bed. "You're so handsome," she commented as she looked at him. "Give me a second to take a mental photo to have when you're away."
Niko let out an unintentional laugh at her words, shaking his head immediately as if that would magically make it better, "I mean, you could try?" he offered haplessly, but the smirk on his lips was unmissable. Once on his feet, he felt the alcohol continue to flow through his veins, he'd sweat most of it out, and in other ways, but it was still there. Once Melanie rolled onto her back, Niko couldn't help but allow his gaze to rake her in as well, taking every curvature of her body looking at him and when she spoke, he simply smiled, "God, I'm going to miss you." he half mumbled, already tempting himself to climb on top of her again, "Quick though before I change my mind about the shower, I can't seem to get enough of you."
Melanie couldn't help but hold her chin a little higher as Niko looked at her, deliberately stretching her legs out and her then her arms above her head as if posing for him. She knew she looked a mess but it was a mess he made and she never felt sexier. "I want to hear more about what you're going to miss," she said even though she knew his comment about the shower was true. They both distracted easily when it came to one another though Melanie did nothing to physically move quite yet as she looked up at him.
Niko took her words as a challenge, by the way she was subtly posing for him he knew damn well that he was in heaps of trouble if she didn't get up soon, but he was weak for her. "What will I miss?" A chuckle, almost devious implied pooled from his mouth as his gaze trailed between her thighs, "I'll miss you in the mornings before you've had your coffee, and that scrunched up face that you get when you're waiting for it," He spoke softly,his hand dropping down to not so subtly trace the inside of her leg, making it's way upward while he spoke, "I'll miss our lunches together when we have time during work, " he sighs while brushing against the inside of her thigh, fingers longing for her warmth again, "Do you want me to go on?"
Melanie: It was bittersweet to hear the moments he mentioned, knowing that there would be so many had without him while he was gone. And he was leaving with a promise that when he was home, they'd soon be sharing a home together. Melanie didn't let her eyes drop down to his hand despite the way his own eyes flickered down to where he touched, a subtle smile on her lips as he asked if she wanted him to go on. "I'll miss morning walks with you and Sasha," she added on so that he wasn't under the impression that it was one-sided. "I'll miss coming home to the smell of your cooking and the way you always put a blanket over me when I fall asleep on the couch." She reached her hand to catch his before he made it between her thighs, lacing their fingers together. "I'll miss you."
Niko: There was a moment. It was brief, it was subtle, but it was still a moment where Niko could feel his heart stop, skip perhaps two beats only to continue while Melanie spoke. He'd left before, and there was always a lingering feeling of not wanting to go, but overall the desire for work and to look forward to what he had to do was always there playing loudly in the background of his desires. This was the first time deep in his heart that Niko realized he didn't want to leave. As her hand catches his, he allows his gaze to flicker up to her, the softest of smiles pulling at normally stiff features as he sighed, "Things are going to be different when I come back." he told her, not meaning in a bad way, "I can feel it." Swallowing back his outermost desire, he gave a small tug on her hand to get her up, "Come on -- let's go shower before I think about how I have to leave in the morning."
Melanie offered a smile as he spoke of things when he came home, nodding in agreement. They were to make a home with one another and it would be the start of new chapter in their story, one that she was excited to begin writing. "We won't talk about that until you actually, and until then we are going to keep celebrating," she said as she used the hold of his hand to pull her up into a sitting position. Melanie swung her legs over the bed and then stood up, feeling a slight soreness between her legs though as if she had been at a gym. She padded barefoot towards his bathroom, motioning at his bedroom door. "Don't forget the wine," she said before disappearing into the bathroom to get the water started for them.
Niko: Once Melanie was to her feet, Niko watched as she walked towards the bathroom. She may not have noticed, but there was an awkwardness to her gait that seemed fitting considering the activities from before ---- he imagined she was sore. "After we shower, we can fill up the tub for a bath?" he offered before stepping out of the room to grab the bottle of wine and glasses, filling them up before even getting into the bathroom. Placing them on the counter, he turned towards the closet to grab a pair of towels for them and returned to place them on the rack approach Melanie, handing her the glass of wine. "To continue the celebration?"
Melanie nodded at the idea of a bath before stepping into the bathroom, unsure if after the shower they would want to dip into the bath or head back to bed. Or possibly play with Clover, who Melanie had on her mind now that she wasn't in Niko's presence. She stepped into the shower and turned the water on, giving it a moment before letting her hand land under the water to test the temperature. Melanie finished adjusting it as Niko stepped in and she turned to look at him, accepting the wine as it was handed to her. "Thank you," she said as she raised the glass to his and clinked them together. "Did you check on Clover while you were out there?"
Niko didn't imagine that they would make it as far as the bathtub for the evening, but he put the offer out there for the sake of doing so. Once he returned to the bathroom and stepped into the shower to join her, he glanced towards the door and nodded, "Her and Sasha are both asleep under the kitchen table." he told her, taking a sip from his own wine glass after toasting. Placing his on the small shower shelf to the side on the wall he looked back to Melanie and offered to take hers as well before edging her deeper under the water so that they could share. "You know, I don't even know what time it is, I haven't even looked at my phone."
Melanie: "That's good that they are getting along," Melanie said before taking a drink from her glass. She handed it back to Niko when he offered and then stepped into the shower, a small laugh falling past her lips as they stepped under the water. Melanie moved first to wipe under her eyes, knowing that her mascara would start to run soon enough and she was quick to catch it before it made too big of a mess. "Maybe two? Or three? I don't even know what time it was when we left the bar," she said as she reached behind him to grab the soap. "Getting sleepy?"
Niko: As Melanie began to wipe away at the potentially falling mascara, Niko wrapped his arms around her waist once they were safely under the water. The heat worked wonders on his muscles but it didn't help the exhaustion as it began to settle through his body. Between knowing he would be on a long flight filled with layovers, etc, and the realization he would be leaving in general hurt more than he wanted to admit, but he masked it with a smile, laughing at her question, "Not a chance." he reminded, leaning forward to press a chaste kiss to her forehead as she grabbed the soap, prompting him to grab her poof from the other side, "Are you?"
Melanie: "Nope," Melanie said though her body felt entirely different. It was exhausted but her mind was racing in his presence, wanting to soak in every moment before she had to say goodbye to him. She popped the lid of the soap and poured a little onto her loofah, setting the bottle aside so that she could focus on running it over Niko's chest first. As the suds formed she worked her way over the entirety of his chest, arms and abdomen, playfully dipping lower to give his cock a quick suds as well.
Niko narrowed his eyes at her playfully, not believing her, but taking her for what she said anyway. As she began to wash him, he found himself easing into the touch and that didn't magically get easier either as she dipped lower, the reaction not too subtle as he looked up at her with a pointed expression, "Always such a tease --- " he laughed, turning around so that she could do his back, but reached around so that he could pull her closer against him in tease before she could do much of anything.
Melanie: "The better tease," Melanie said proudly as she guided the loofah back up and then motioned for him to spin around. She let out another laugh as he pulled her closer, smacking the loofah against him playfully. "You'll never be clean if you keep this up," she joked as she tugged away from him and began to run the loofah over his back as well. "And we know that you have been a very dirty boy tonight." Melanie ran the loofah down his back and then over his ass cheeks as well, not shying away from giving them a squeeze with her own hand.
Niko was quick to shake his head at her, "I don't know about that. I think I heard the words please come from you on more than one occasion." he teased her right back, turning as she beckoned him to do so. "What? Are you saying you're not good enough at it to keep up?" His laugh echoed loud over the sound of the shower and against the walls surrounding them and her comment didn't help the matter as he looked over his shoulder at her, a grin, albeit a lazy one, plastered on his face, which only grew as her hand squeezed. "Always so handsy, Melanie. How can I even take you anywhere?" he waited until she was done before with his back to turn himself around to face her, hand outstretched to take the loofah back from her so he could rinse it, and reapply soap.
Melanie: "Sorry if I was raised to be polite when asking for something," Melanie said as she made sure to get the soap everywhere as his back was turned to her. She smiled when he looked at her and gave a little shrug of her shoulders. "It's not my fault you have such a cute butt, Niko. I can't help but want to grab it when I see it," she teased as he turned back around to face her. Melanie handed him the loofa and moved her wet hair now back from her face before stretching her arms a little behind her. "I'd love a house with one of those walk-in showers."
Niko shrugged nonchalantly at her statement, "You can be demanding with me." he reasoned, though his tone was soft, meaningful and fairly direct. He meant it, if she wanted something of him --- but just as well, he knew she wouldn't just be outright horrid with anything. "Aw stop, Mel, you're going to make me blush. I'm feeling like a cow at a show right now." When he was turning back to look at her, he couldn't help but grin, the loofah free hand reaching up to trace the jawline he'd fallen in love with and spoiled it with a line of kisses down it before turning his attention to her lips, a sigh overtaking him as the water beat against his back. "Make sure you add that to the list, we'll have it." Pulling back, he began to apply a fresh amount of soap onto the loofah so he could wash her front, starting at her shoulders.
Melanie: "I don't know if I've ever seen you blush," Melanie commented as she thought back to if she had ever seen a rosy shade overtake his cheeks. She closed her eyes with a happy smile as he kissed her jaw, a hand reaching up to cup his face as they shared a brief kiss. This was happiness, Melanie knew that. Every poem she had ever read or movie she watched that described love, none of them could compare to the feelings she had for Niko. "I'll be sure to write it down first thing outside of this shower," she jested as she looked at him while he started washing her shoulders. What a silly concept, to do something so simple for one another and yet neither of them questioned it. Almost every shower was like this unless one of them was in a rush in the mornings, and considering how early they woke up for work, neither of them were ever in a rush.
Niko: "Because it doesn't happen -- cold blooded, the face doesn't get hot." He jested, while the moment shared between them was purely sensual, Niko couldn't help but bask in the image of her completely bare before him, taking note of the way that the water washed away the soap as he washed her, trailing down her skin like a river and the loofah in his hand making circular cleaning motions over the rest of her front. This was art, warm and kind, beautiful with a shred of edge to it that formed in the way her smile crushed everything about him. He was absolutely in love with her, and in moments like this he strived to show so. As the soap washed away all that he had cleaned he allowed his soap coated hand to slip between her thighs gently, teasingly cleaning between her slit, and rubbing playfully at the bundle of nerves that lay protected in between.
Melanie: "Oh I don't know about that, you're very warm to me," Melanie said as she raised her hand to rest it agains his cheek. She let it linger there as if finished rinsing off her front, the water trickling down them both. It didn't take long for his hand to find it's way between her thighs, no resistance on her end as she leaned forward to capture his lips with her own. Melanie guided her other hand between them to run her fingers along the length of his cock, the water making it easy to glide against his skin as she matched the pace in which he touched her.
"Only you --- " he returned, lacking the usual hesitation in his tone when he made any sort of promise to anyone besides Melanie. His fingers were slow, and tedious as they rubbed gently against her clit, their kiss working the same pace and the moment her fingers traced the very sensitive length of his cock he found himself leaning forward -- another repeated buzz forming between them as he pulled pulled her closer. Water trailed between their faces and for Niko it went ignored as his tongue slipped between her lips, craving to take a taste of her own, and remnants of himself still lingering there.
Melanie: Everything felt as if it was in slow motion, from the water trickling down their faces to the movement of their hands on one another. Melanie took that step forward to bring them closer, skin warm and not only from the heat of the shower. There was no switch to turn off the attraction they had to one another and Melanie at times had to wonder how she had been so blind to it before. Perhaps not, as they seemed to gravitate towards one another even as friends, but this was it's own level of desire that hadn't been awakened till the threat of losing each other became real. Her lips parted to take him in, tongues dancing over one another slowly as they tasted each other. Melanie wrapped her fingers around his length, slow strokes with the desire to feel him harden under her touch.
Niko: A hand slipped down her front to hang up the loofah without breaking their kiss. His nose bumped playfully against hers, his tongue slowly flicking against her own in tease as he maintained the same grace from before, but lacking the same desperation. They were back to the usual grind of two people impossibly in love and attracted to one another and it expressed in the way his breath pulled hers deep into his lungs. I love you it told him over and over again as if he had ever doubted such, as if it needed to be solidified by the way her hand circled around his length to bring the blood back to the tip, hardening in it's reaction and as if she needed the security while his fingers continued to play with the wetness that was beginning to form at her sensitive bud of nerves.
Melanie continued to stroke his length as they lost one another in kisses, varying from deep to small and everything in-between. There were laughs here and there as he bumped her nose, a soft whimper swallowed up as the warmth between her thighs heated up. And then Melanie pulled back to look up at him, a hint of slyness in her eyes. "Do you know what I need?" She tilted her head to press a kiss to his jaw, her hand on his cheek reaching behind him to grab the glass of wine sitting on the ledge. "A drink," she said with a laugh that followed as she raised the glass to her lips to take a drink before offering it to him.
Niko could have lost himself in her for all eternity, small laughs, the heavy breaths of pulling one another's souls between each other and finally the sound of her voice over the water. As she reached across to take a drink from the wine glass, Niko otherwise occupied his lips with her jaw, down to the edge of her collarbone and only brought his focus up at the offering, which he took with a small smile before taking a small drink and placing it back on the ledge. "Feel better now?" He questioned, but his lips fell close to where they'd parted from her skin, not caring too much for the answer as his fingers hadn't stopped their slow motions, eventually slipping inside of her only a couple of times and slowly.
Melanie: "I was parched," Melanie said with a hint of laughter before their lips eventually met again once he had taken the wine and placed it back onto the ledge. Her hand continued to stroke his length, only faltering when she felt his fingers slip inside of her. She moaned softly against his lips, ending the kiss though still close to him. "Do you feel how wet you make me, Nik?" Melanie brushed her lips against his jawline as she edge back until she felt the cool tiles of the shower against her skin, leaning back against the wall with her legs parting gently.
Niko felt the falter of her touch and arched his hips as if to guide her along regardless and her question made him chuckle, slipping his fingers from her ( as she so aptly put it ) wet core to use the newest moisture to glide over her clit again, nodding to what she said, "You say this like I'm not hard for you before you even touch me." he returned, following her as she leaned against the wall. Dipping his head, he took his free hand to her breast to lift it up closer to his mouth, his tongue dragging flicks over the tip if her nipple before sucking gently while his fingers slipped inside of her again. "God, you're so wet for me," he made the statement barely parting from her nipple as small content groans bellowed from his throat at the simple taste of her.
Melanie: Their stamina was something to marvel, both of them already amped and ready to go for one another after what had just occurred in the bedroom. Melanie continued stroking his cock at the mention that he hardened without her touch, knowing that very well from experience and their Skype calls when he was away longer than a night or two. Her thumb brushed over the head of his cock, a stickiness there different than the water as a droplet of pre-cum leaked out. Melanie rubbed it back into his skin as she guided her hand back down his length, head resting against the wall as she arched her chest upwards towards his mouth. Her nipples stood at full attention for him already, a soft moan giving away how much she enjoyed the sensation of his mouth wrapped around them. "Always," she whispered as her hips bucked gently against his fingers, too eager to feel more of him already.
Niko continued to drink the water that circulated her nipple from the showerhead, sucking along the ridge as his tongue flicked teasingly along the bump, his hand slowly distracting along her slit, slipping in and out of her with ease with genuine thanks to how wet she was. "Prove it -- " He mumbled in response to her always, groaning again along the taste of her, the feeling of her enjoyment and the way her hand held onto his cock like it was the most amazing thing in the entire world. "While I'm gone, I want you to prove it." Nipping gently at her nipple, he looked up at her with an expression mixed with lust and adoration before he took a deep breath, adding another finger inside of her and released her nipple with a pop, and returned back up to her neck where he buried his face within it, the grumblings of I want you now pressing against her skin.
Melanie: "You're touching the proof," Melanie whispered as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath to steady her breathing, heart racing in her chest. A moan echoed off the shower walls as she parted her thighs for more, a hand moving to grasp at the hair on the back of his head as he his lips made their way back to her neck. It was a sharp whimper that spilled past her lips when she felt the stretch of another finger inside of her and as satisfying as it was, what she wanted was his length buried inside her once more. There was no denying that when she had a taste of him, one taste would never do. Melanie could count on one hand the amounts of time they had sex simply once and that didn't even use up all of her fingers. Melanie let go of his cock to grab his wrist, taking his hand away from between her thighs. And instead she guided his cock in it's place, rubbing herself with the tip before guiding him between her slit until she felt him pushing inside. Melanie moaned at the sensation of being stretched all over again, a leg lifting to hitch around his waist as she grabbed onto his shoulder.
Niko: It was with a sensuous groan that Niko followed her directive, his whole body craving what she was trying to give him and after his hand was pulled away he was quick to use it, hoisting her legs up as best he could, well aware of his footing before he did so, cautious not to risk taking a tumble in the shower, and let out a sigh the moment he was inside of her, his length gladly buried as if it had found it's second home. Another slew of curses fell from his lips, which were suffocated in the crook of her neck as he pushed himself inside of her, pulling out just enough to repeat the same motion over and over again
Melanie let out a satisfied moan as Niko buried himself inside of her, the hand on his shoulder moving to wrap around his neck to secure her hold on him as both her legs moved to wrap around his waist. It was always a dangerous game in the shower while drunk, both of them losing themselves in one another and forgetting just how et the floor was. But they were thoughts that didn't cross her mind in that moment as she reached her other hand to hold the back of his head, cradling him against her neck as she rocked her hips down against his own to meet his thrusts.
Niko: Another round of his near obsession with Melanie Kent. It was a never ending battle for him, his desire to be with her or be buried inside of her a constant internal debate. How does one love someone so completely? Niko never knew that answer until he'd recognized the fact that he'd fallen in love with her and that didn't falter as he fucked her against the shower wall, dancing around an array of moans and pleasurable sounds between the two of them.
Melanie: The shower did little to drown out the sounds of their moans, amplified in the way they echoed off the walls of the bathroom. It was the same to her as listening to a symphony, the way their breaths panted and their moans tangled. Melanie was list in everything that was Niko, fingers grasping at whatever part of him she was holding as her legs tightened as if she could possibly bring him any closer to her.
Niko was far gone, lost in the comforted bliss of what had become of their limbs, the way they simply lost themselves in one another and the way their bodies just worked in tandem. A small layer of groans escaped once more from Niko as he pushed himself harder inside of her, his back getting beaten by the water from the shower, but he ignored it --- everything else mixing around them when he finally pulled himself from her neck to beckon her mouth to his, an effort to lock her into a pleading kiss to bathe in the pleasures they both willingly endured.
Melanie panted as their bodies worked together to reach the same goal, one that they had achieved over and over again since stepping foot out of that bar and yet it still wasn't enough. Was it because Niko would be leaving for a month, possibly longer? No, Melanie was certain that regardless of Niko staying or leaving they would have done everything the same that evening. "Niko..." She moaned his name the moment before their lips met, the last of it getting caught in his mouth as she gave into everything that he asked of her.
Niko: The fact that he was leaving had slipped his mind again, a round of content sounds slipping from his lips as he shuddered against her body. With all else between them nothing but pants and pleasurable sounds, Niko could feel himself be completely lost within her, more so as his name crossed her mouth, one in which he graciously drank in as their lips met. With his pace still working steadily, he could feel the balloon within his lower stomach grow, his chest heaving at the weight of it as he matched the groan with one of his own.
Melanie was on edge, it was impossible not to be with the sensitivity between her legs. One would have thought each orgasm would make the next more difficult to reach but that wasn't the case with Niko who made it feel like every move was for her own pleasure and not his. She had to break the kiss as her breaths became too much, forehead resting against her own as every breath exhaled came out as a soft whimper. "So close," she whined as she dug her nails into the back of his shoulder, eyes closing briefly as the muscles in her legs flexed and heat between her thighs burned as bright as it could before finally exploding. Melanie's body trembled against his as her cunt pulled him tighter, his name falling from her lips again as she rode out her orgasm watching him to witness his own.
Niko rested his forehead against hers, their breaths matching in a way that could only be shared between them. With each thrust --- he found himself forever drowning in her existence, his body craving the way that her cunt pulsated around his length, beckoning for him to release just as it was threatening to. The moment it came, he did as well ----- body weakening just enough to keep him alert in order to hold her upright, slower thrusts following as he pushed deep inside of her as if to ensure every ounce of him was given to her, a gift, of sorts.l It was with even heavier sighs that Niko gripped Melanie into almost a hug like fashion as his eyes fell shut in the bliss his body constantly craved when she was around.
Melanie welcomed the embrace that followed, the hand gripping his hair now gently stroking through the wet locks as their foreheads remained connected. She kept her eyes closed as the warmth settled between her thighs, the briefest of thoughts crossing her mind of whether the next morning or not she should take the extra precaution if birth control wasn't enough. It was something to be decided the next morning, for now she wanted to be in the moment with Niko and worry about consequences later. "I love you," she whispered as she lifted her head enough so that she could press a kiss to the side of his, fingertips rubbing his shoulders where she had dug her nails.
Niko released a breath, swallowing hard at the thought of what was to come between them. He could bask in the moment, her touch, her lips against his own --- there was something so incredibly addictive about this that when he felt a loss, she was his guiding light. Words whispered were welcomed with a small nod of his head, the softness in their interaction, without relevance to the moment that had shared between them and he sighed heavily. "I don't want to leave tomorrow." Simple words which would seem like common sense to most others, but to Niko it meant so much more than just the simplicity of it all. He didn't want to leave Rockford, to go somewhere else, to be apart from her. How did things get like this? At what point did everything change? He couldn't tell. Instead of stressing over it, he kept her in the same position, propped against the shower wall where the water became ignored and pressed his lips to hers once more as if to solidify his previous statement.
Melanie was taken back by the boldness of his statement, never having heard him express that before. It had always been 'if I had the choice, I wouldn't leave' or just reminders that he would be back before she knew it but never did he outright say that he didn't want to go. "I don't want you to leave," she said back to him as the heaviness of the next day to come began settling in. They had done a good job of ignoring it but perhaps it had been lingering in the back of their minds, waiting for the right moment to remind them. Melanie said nothing more, not only because his lips were pressed to hers but because she didn't want to make this any more difficult on Niko. Her arms tightened around him, lips moving against his slowly to savor the taste that she'd miss while he was away. It was only when she felt the droplets of water colder than before that she broke away from him. "Let's get out of here," she said quietly as she nudged her nose against his.
Niko nodded softly as she recognized the gravity of his statement, another row of sighs escaping his lungs as he did so. It would have come up eventually, he knew but at least knowing he was recognizing the fact that he wasn't enjoying the fact that he was leaving...it was a step in the right direction, or something. When she pulled back from the kiss he realized the water was beginning to lose temperature, he realized how much time had passed and he smiled softly still partially against her lips in agreement, "Good idea," Without putting her down, he reached to shut the shower down before slowly slipping himself out of her in order to lower her back down to the ground.
Melanie laughed a little as she stayed wrapped around him while shutting off the water, though not moments later he was setting her back down on the ground. The purpose of the shower had been to clean one another off and there they were again with a mess between their legs. She could only shake her head as she reached out and grabbed the towels he had set aside, handing one to him and took one for herself to dry off before wrapping it around her frame. Melanie grabbed her glass of wine and stepped out of the shower, taking a drink as she walked back into his bedroom. Her eyes flickered to his closet, clean shirts waiting to be used as a pajama but instead she thought of the one he had been wearing all night out in the living room, where it happened Clover as too. "I'm going to grab our clothes from the living room, okay?"
Niko: It seemed that they were stuck in a loop, forever going in circles they would try and pick themselves up to carry on throughout the day only to be wrapped up in one another again. It meant for little accomplishment wise, but overall it was relaxing, sensual and overall fulfilling. As much as Niko constantly craved more and everything from Melanie, he just as well felt completely fulfilled by her and everything that she gave him. This didn't change as they parted, him taking his glass of wine, the towel from her and then looking up at her with a towel around her body with a fond smile that could still be seen through the thing layer of steam that remained in the bathroom. "I'll meet you out there?" he offered, stepping out to stand in front of the mirror and wipe the fog from the glass.
Melanie opened the bedroom door and checked to make sure that no one else was out in the living room. She set down the glass of wine on his dresser before disappearing out into the apartment, gathering the clothes that had been strewn about in various places. Once gathered in her arms she tiptoed over to the dining room table to see Clover and Sasha still sound asleep. "Hi little one," Melanie cooed as she bent down and started stroking behind Clover's ears until the puppy woke up. She grinned as she yawned with a little squeak before pulling herself up to stumble over to Melanie. She scooped the dog up in her arms and carried her into the bedroom, closing the door behind her once more. Melanie left Clover on top of the bed so that she could change from the towel into Niko's shirt, finishing up the buttons to the middle of her breasts before picking Clover up once more and carrying her while she retrieved her wine.
Niko , while Melanie was out in the living room rested his hands on the counter of the bathroom and tapped the door closed with his foot before peering up. With a deep breath, he closed his eyes a moment. He should know better, he remembered all of the times he'd had to cut ties in the past and for this very reason --- but what he'd felt for Melanie, while being everything that terrified him ( disregarding how readily he embraced it ) was so real, and natural for him. Leaving her for a month would hurt more than anything, and he contemplated what it would all mean in the end for them, even if the future was fairly positive. For him, at least. Wiping some of the water from his face, he splashed fresh, cold water on it before turning towards the small closet door in the bathroom where the dryer was with a load of dried, unfolded laundry. Shuffling through it, he pulled out a pair of black and red flannel pajama pants and pulled them on, stepping out with his glass, and the bottle of wine, to see Melanie, on the bed with Clover --- a sight that made him smile....and sigh at the same time. "Oh good, all of the bad habits nice and early I see." he teased her mercilessly.
Melanie: When Niko emerged back into the bedroom, Melanie had already made herself comfortable on the bed. She was laying on her side, elbow propping her head up while her glass of wine rested on the nightstand. Clover was busy chasing her fingers as she danced them along the top of the bed, laughing at how the small pup would be so pleased to catch them before wanting the game to begin again. Melanie looked up at Niko when he spoke, narrowing her eyes playfully as Clover caught her finger again and began to naw on it. "It's important that we bond, I don't want her to think of me as a stranger."
Niko didn't hesitate to crawl onto the bed opposite of Melanie so that Clover played between them, "Did Ceasar Milan teach you that?" he asked her with a laugh, scratching the pup's back hard enough so that she fell onto her side, still nawling on Melanie's finger. "It's good that her and Sasha get along, she's always been good with other dogs, that was never the problem." he laughed as Clover began to pounce around the bed, the little pup jumping and yipping about in circles between them.
Melanie: "Sasha will look out for her," Melanie said in agreement as she watched the little dog start to make her way in circles on the sheets, her attention divided between both her and Niko. "I can't believe you bought her for me," she said quietly as her hand reached out to scratch under Clover's chin, the small dog nuzzling against her hand for more of the attention. Melanie had told Niko that her mother never allowed her to have pets growing up, even the horses they owned weren't considered pets but another income as they were used for riding lessons. Melanie watched as Clover turned her attention to Niko, stepping slowly towards the man until her face was close to his and then proceeded to start licking his chin.
Niko laughed as Clover seemed conflicted on who to pay attention to next, her head going back and forth before she rolled over on her back, to get back up and then nuzzle Melanie's hand, back over to Niko and then to Melanie again. Once the puppy returned her attention to Niko, licking his chin, he chuckled, scratching her behind the ear before speaking up, "I don't know why you can't." To him, it was a simple decision, "You wanted that puppy we saw at the shop and...well, I knew she'd make you happy, and that's all I can really ask for, you know?"
Melanie watched as instead of pushing her away, Niko let Clover give him a few more licks before she moved on to the pillows and began chewing on the corner of one. She reached out to scratch Clover's back, petting her gently as she looked over at Niko. "It's just, she's so much more than flowers or a piece of jewelry. And for you to remember something so small like me stopping to look through a pet store window, it means a lot." Melanie leaned it to press a quick kiss to his lips, Clover letting out a squeak as she jumped between them. "Oh and one for you too," she said with a laugh as she pressed a kiss to Clover's head too.
Niko shrugged a shoulder at her statement, "You deserve more than just flowers or jewlery and besides, I've done that before." It was the most nonchalant statement he could make and he meant it. She was worth more than any of that, and while it may have been a broad approach for them to take that step in him getting her a puppy it felt like the right thing to do. Besides, the face she wore when she saw the aptly named Clover was.... undeniably the greatest thing he could have seen. As she leaned in for a kiss, he smiled, "I'm just glad you're happy, and you know I'm here, paying attention because you're important to me." Clover gave Niko a side eye when she pressed a kiss to her head, but he only perked a brow, sitting up to grab his glass of wine, finishing it before offering the bottle to Melanie before refilling his glass.
Melanie: It was easy to think of how she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him when he said the things he had just said, a smile growing on Melanie's lips. She watched as he reached for the wine and refilled his glass, nodding as she sat up and took the bottle from him to turn and refill her own. Melanie set the bottle down on the nightstand and grabbed her glass, moving to sit with her back against the headboard and her bare legs stretched out in front of her. Clover took the opportunity to climb onto her legs, moving to lay in the crook of her thighs with her head at her knees. "Oh my goodness," Melanie cooed as she smiled at the little dog.
Niko took a seat at Melanie's side, watching her excitement at the little pup as she found a comfortable place on her legs and rested his head against her shoulder. It only lasted for a moment, however before he straightened himself again to wrap an arm over her shoulder instead to tug her close. "I mean, she's cute, right?" he laughed, fussing with Clover's tail before taking a sip of wine.
Melanie snuggled into Niko's side once he was beside her, a hand moving to rest on his thigh as she took a drink. She stroked her fingers gently against the fabric of his pajamas she kept her eyes on Clover with a sweet smile. "Very cute," she said in agreement before turning to look at Niko. Melanie sighed softly, staying quiet as she leaned forward to press a kiss to his cheek before resting her head against his shoulder. "Do you know what I can't wait for? Spending all our nights like this, no more bouncing from apartment to apartment."
Niko , as Melanie snuggled up to his side, leaned his head against hers with a content sigh and reached for her hand over his thigh. He considered her words for a long moment, leaned into the kiss pressed to his cheek and took a deep breath. "I don't want to wait." he told her honestly. The truth was when he gave Melanie the key, he truly wanted her to move into his apartment with him, but didn't see the point of her moving all of her things into his, and besides they both craved their privacy to be with one another --- their night thus far proving such. "I gave you the key for a reason, Melanie, I want you to use it when I come back, while I'm gone... bring small things you need." His grip tightened somewhat around her hand after another heavy breath was taken, "I just want you here, with me, always. Or at least when I can rightfully have it."
"Hmm?" Melanie picked her head up to look at him as he explained what giving her a key to his apartment meant, now that the excitement of receiving Clover at the same time had passed. She couldn't help but smile at what it meant that he wanted to share a home with her, knowing how private Niko was with his life. "Careful, you might come home from your trip and find all my stuff here," she teased though she already knew what he was going to say. Melanie leaned in to press a kiss to his lips this time, unable to stop herself from smiling against them.
Niko: It was at Melanie's statement that Niko gave her a quirked brow, "I mean, I think I would prefer it that way." he was very honest in his words, and spoke them with the smile of sincerity. Lifting his head just enough to meet her kiss, he also found himself smiling at his own implication, nodding, "I mean it --- I know you may not want to and I understand that but... I want you to know it is welcomed I would have just asked you to outright move in if it wasn't for the fact that I was...well, we're buying a house." His forehead was rested against hers as he took a breath, the grin on his lips coated in wine and good tidings as he leaned back just enough to look at her, a hand moving up to brush a strand of damn hair from her face, "I love you -- beyond belief."
Melanie: "No, it isn't that I don't want to," Melanie interjected to explain whatever impression he may have gotten from her. "If we're planning on buying a house when you come home, then I think moving my things twice is unnecessary work. And I want to be with you when we do move in together, it's a milestone that we should share." Melanie offered a smile, her head leaning into Niko's hand as he moved to brush back a strand of her hair. "I love you too," she said softly as she gave his thigh a small squeeze. "So much."
Niko smiled softly as she explained herself, but wasn't slow to return with a "Well, I didn't say all of your things." he explained, shrugging, "What can I say, I'm selfish by default. I don't try and hide it, the idea of coming home to you is... too tempting to just pass up while we wait to buy a house, all I'm saying is the offer is there." It felt as if he was backtracking, and he wasn't trying to. No, Niko was very serious in what he wanted, but also opted to back off. He was gone for a month after today anyway, no need to push things when he was about to leave. Instead, he turned focus on Clover, who had decided to roll onto her back, paws up, in her sleep.
Melanie: "All my things, a few of my things... I want you here when I do." Melanie leaned in to seal their discussion with a kiss, pulling back to look at him with a smile before she followed her gaze to Clover asleep on her legs. She sighed softly and moved to set her wine glass down on the nightstand, though not before taking a sip. Carefully, Melanie picked Clover up and cradled her against her chest as she moved off the bed. Reaching behind her, she took one of the pillows off the bed and set it down on the floor near by, setting the sleeping Clover down on top of it so that she wouldn't have to sleep on the floor and so they didn't risk squishing her for when they decided to sleep. Melanie stood up and walked back over to the bed, climbing up on her knees over to Niko and choosing to straddle his lap instead of taking the space beside him again. "Hi."
Niko: It was with a small nod that Niko accepted her response, their seal of approval something he longed for the time being and once they parted, he took another long sip of wine as he watched her practically mother the small pup, a small hint of amusement ... among other things crossing his mind as she did so, but all of that was interrupted the moment that she crawled back onto the bed, one leg hooking around his waist so that she was straddling him, a position he... liked very much, actually. "Hi" He looked up at her with a smile, leaning forward to press a playful kiss to her nose. His arms wrapped around her body, gaze looking in adoration and he tugged her closer.
Melanie scrunched her nose up as Niko kissed it, a playful smile on her face as she looked at him. There was a sense of home that filled her when Niko’s arms moved around her body, a warmth settling over her where seconds ago she had been cold. They were silent for a moment as they looked at each other, mirrored affection in each other’s gazes. “Promise me that you’ll be safe,” Melanie asked quietly as she moved a hand to cup his cheek, the other resting flat over his heart on his chest.
Niko listened to what she had to say, the few words speaking volumes between them. They talked often, sure, but what could be said in few words often were and Niko nodded in understanding of such a heavy statement. He tried to avoid making such promises, but with Melanie he found himself wanting to. He found himself wanting to come home instead of rushing into the fire, but that was the job. There was no promise of safety when he was on a contract, oftentimes he was hired to protect anyone from celebrities passing through or government officials, but this was neither of those things. "I promise," he started, his hands slipping up the fabric of the shirt she'd chosen to wear, "I promise, I'll come home." It was the best he could do, an easy promise not to break even if something did happen to him while he was gone, though he was confident he'd be fine considering he wasn't the one leading the team this time around. It put him in a better position.
Melanie waited for him to say the word, the one that he told her once he couldn’t. It was interesting to see where they had reached in the past few months, with plans of moving in together and promises that were once impossible to make. As far as Melanie was concerned, this was what she was expecting for the rest of her days. A home with Niko, a family to call their own, and promises that they would always return to one another. “In one piece,” Melanie added on as she stroked her fingers against his cheek affectionately. She leaned in to seal the promise with a kiss, her body sinking into his as the hand on his chest maneuvered upwards to wrap her arm around his neck
Niko pulled Melanie somehow closer to his body as she spoke, a shoulder shrugging slowly as if he wasn't sure he was willing to make that promise either. Instead, he countered with "Very likely --- " before his words were stolen by the kiss, one in which he dove into with ease before finally settling back against the headboard, pulling away just long enough so he gaze could drop between them as a sheepish, lazy smile attempted on his lips, "I think I would rather leave a piece here though, if that's okay." he told her, looking up at her through eyelashes that nearly fluttered in his own moment as he leaned forward once more to press a kiss to the corner of her mouth, nudging her with his nose.
Melanie: It wasn’t an answer that she wanted to hear but Melanie knew that there was no guarantee Niko would come home alive. Every time he left for a job she felt a paralyzing fear the first few days she didn’t hear from him, terrified that something had happened regardless of the faith she had in him to survive. Melanie didn’t divulge this to him now though, her own anxiety about his work not something he needed to carry with him when he needed to be focused. “And what piece is that? Because I promise to keep it safe while you’re away,” Melanie whispered before he pressed the kiss to the corner of her mouth. She looked at him before moving to rest her head against his chest, her arms moving wrap around him in an embrace. “I’m going to miss you.”
Niko knew it wasn't what she was seeking as a response, but it was the best that he could do. Little did she know that it meant everything to him, all of the worlds in his hand he would have given her if at all possible, but not that. Not a promise he may have to break. No, the piece he would leave with her would be his heart, of course, but those aren't the words that slip out of him when wine tainted lips finally part to speak up again. "Just this." he says softly, her head against his beating heart signifying it enough for the both of them as his fingers brush through her hair. "It's all yours, and I trust you with it while I'm gone."
Melanie closed her eyes as she listened to the steady beating of his heart, a melody that could easily lull her to sleep if she wanted it to. She turned her head enough to press a kiss to his chest, sighing softly as she laid comfortably. “I will always take care of it,” Melanie said as a promise of her own to him. It was true that as long as she breath in her lungs she would take care of Niko, love him, and respect him. “Always,” she repeated softly.
Niko pressed his lips to the top of her head as she sighed, his arms wrapping around her body in an embrace that couldn't be torn apart by the gods themselves. Everything about her, and the moment included was perfect, and her words made him swell just slightly on the inside, his heart slowing down at the simple content feeling that washed over him. "Just as long as you can." he told her, always such a powerful word that he'd used with her in the past, but the majority of him was willing and able, he wouldn't expect that of her. A hand reached to pull her back up to his lips, brushing a slow and passionate kiss against them to seal their promise to one another once again.
Melanie often wondered about Niko’s past, the issues of abandonment that reared its face every so often. Even as she promised him always, he made it sound that it wasn’t expected. And for Melanie she saw no other option when it came to him. She let him guide her face back to his for the warm kiss, lips moving slow against one others. Melanie pulled back enough to look at him, eyes searching his own as she whispered, “Always. Do you hear me? It’s you and me from hear on out.”
Niko winced internally when she pulled back away from him, but her words quelled the ugly head beginning to rear. He couldn't say anything at first, the statement bold and by far one that they had spoken about before, but every now and again Niko feared the idea of being left alone again, the idea that one day she would see him for the ugliness that he was and turn her heel and while most days that beast was quieted by his love for her, and hers for him he couldn't help but let it sit in the back of his mind. He trusted her words, he knew she meant them, but just as well, he feared something would change as it always did. "You and me." he agreed, silencing any doubt with another kiss, brief before he added, "Always."
Melanie watched him as he spoke, unaware of the demons that gave him the doubts he carried so often. All she could do was show him everyday that regardless of what happened, whether it was in his past or in the future, she would stand by him. “Good, thank you,” Melanie said as she pressed another chase kiss to his lips. She glanced down at his chest, eyeing the various tattoos that adorned it and leaned back slightly to take a better look at the work. She had seen them countless times but rarely did they talk about them. “When did you get this one?” Melanie pointed to one on his chest, fingers outlining the ink as she looked back up at him.
Niko half watched as she examined the ink on his skin, each tattoo having it's own specific meaning. The one that she was pointing had was a tree, encaptured by a ring to signify life and with birds escaping from the roost. It had it's meaning to Niko, though many thought it was something entirely different. She didn't always take notice of the ink across his skin, as he had plenty of it adorning his body. "This one I got -- " he had to think a moment on the change of subject, "Two, maybe three years ago. Before I first came here, from New York, I got it done by an artist out there." he smiled, his hand touching hers, I've been thinking it's time to get another one, honestly."
Melanie outlined the ring with her fingertip as he told her when he got it, trying to imagine Niko sitting in a chair having the artwork done. She didn’t ask for the meaning behind it though she knew if she didn’t ask he wouldn’t tell her, that’s how it normally went with him. “How long were you in New York before moving to Rockford?” Melanie looked up at him as he touched her hand, cocking her head to the side with a smile as he mentioned getting another tattoo. “Oh? And what has you thinking that?”
Niko watched as she traced the outline of the tattoo before leaning his head back. He thought of New York a moment, the way that his life had taken such a turn. It was the first semi-permanent location since he'd fled Romania, only driving through Canada in order to get to the United States, which was how he'd ended up in New York in the first place. He'd found himself a place to stay under his assumed name with a vague description of how he'd ended up in New York and how he'd come to know the family he'd stay with. That was a different time for him, and to answer her question, he let out a sigh, "About six months, made contact with an old acquaintance from Europe that got me the job with Equinox and stayed there until they decided to send me out here to the Rockford office." he shrugged, vague still as to everything that had happened in those six months. "I don't know, change. A lot of it. Every mark is a stepping stone you know. What about you? Have you ever considered?"
Melanie: “An old acquaintance,” Melanie repeated as she eyed him with an arched brow. It was her assumption that the old acquaintance was someone from his mafioso days but was now really the time to delve deeper into that subject? No. And so Melanie left it at that, instead focusing once more on the topic of tattoos. “I’ve thought about it, it would have to be for something meaningful like an anniversary date or initials perhaps. I don’t think I could ever do something quite like this,” Melanie said as she tapped her fingertips on one of the birds. “What stepping stone was this for?”
Niko nodded, "A guy with connections, mostly. I was never exactly Equinox material, if it hadn't been for him I never would have gotten the job, honestly." the comment was followed with a shrug, his jaw clenching somewhat as he thought more on the idea, where his life would have ended up if he'd not gotten a in with Equinox. "Hmm -- something remarkable." he smiled, "Simplistic, minimalist, it makes sense. " There was a flock of six birds flying away from the tree inked on his chest, each one having it's own meaning, "This is my leaving Romania, the tree of life, the ring that's broken, the six birds each one of them signifying a country I used as my means to get out -- my own freedom."
Melanie: It was something that Melanie had thought of before, Niko never having gotten a job at Equinox. Would their paths have crossed? She liked to think so, that they were destined to find one another because in reality she couldn’t imagine her life now without him. “Very simple,” Melanie said in agreement. She listened as he explained the meaning behind the tattoo, studying the details. “Quite the journey for that freedom,” she said with a hint of sadness to her voice. There was so much that Melanie still didn’t know about his past, details that she knew he spared her from knowing for fear of how she’d look at him. Melanie leaned in and pressed a kiss to his chest where the tree was, smaller kisses peppering his skin as she kissed her way up the side of his neck and jaw before finally reaching his lips.
Niko sighed in a brief moment of contentment as Melanie pressed her lips along the lining of his tattoo, his eyes falling shut at the feeling. It was far from a secret that most of his life was still a mystery to her, most of that on his own part -- but he also knew that if she asked he would tell her anything, everything that she wanted to know. Hand picking self delivered information had proven tedious in the past, and it drudged up too many issues for him that he'd rather wait and see. "You could say that." The journey wasn't an easy one, or clean. Still her peppered kisses were welcomed with a curve of his face towards hers in order to catch her lips once they reached and he didn't hesitate to deepen the kiss either as a silent thanks for her understanding, or much of anything, really.
Melanie leaned into the kiss as Niko deepened it, hands resting on the sides of his neck as her hips pressed down against his by their own will. She pulled away from him after a minute or two had passed, one hand reaching up to brush through his hair as she looked at him. “I know I can ask,” Melanie said as she referred to his past. “And I know that you’ll tell me, but if there is ever something that you’re not ready for me to hear, that’s okay. Don’t ever think that if you can’t tell me something I’ll be upset.”
Niko reacted in kind as her hips pressed down on his, the favored position of her straddling him clear as his body began to feel it all pile in once again. The kiss lasted a long, pleasurable few moments in which Niko allowed his tongue to slip inside of her mouth, pulling back when they began to part so that she could speak. He enjoyed the way her fingers threaded through his hair,his head leaning into the touch while she spoke but his reaction was simplistic and kind. "I know --- " Vague still, "Just know that all you have to do is ask. I don't.... " it was his turn to reach up, grasping her chin by her fingers so his thumb could rest on her bottom lip, "I don't want you to think I'm hiding anything from you."
Melanie: It was the little touches that Melanie adored, the simple way his hands would take hers or hold the small of her back, touch her chin just as he was doing now. And she knew him, a smile forming as he leaned into her hand brushing through his hair. Melanie kept the movement going, fingernails scratching gently against his scalp as he reassured her that she could always ask him anything. “If I thought you were hiding something I’d let you know,” Melanie said with a small laugh. “I understand you’ve gone through so much and while I’d never judge you for what you had to do survive, I imagine it’s not easy to talk about,” she said before his thumb touched her bottom lip. Melanie parted her lips and inches forward to bite his thumb playfully before pressing a kiss to it.
Niko: A dry chuckle passed Niko's lips, his gaze darting away from her for but a moment before finding it's rightful home again. "Oh, I am." he was straight to the point, lips pursed to the side, "I just don't want you to think I'm hiding them from you. " His expression softened while she spoke, the blue in his eyes beginning to grey at the deep connection they shared, he was found to be lost once again in her, nodding slowly until finally a laugh broke through when she bit his thumb, prompting a scrunched up "Hey" face before he returned to the topic at hand, "You don't know if you'll judge me or not, Melanie. There are a lot of things I've done that aren't..." A shoulder shrugged, "Favored, and not just for my own personal survival, but you know my work. It's... very complicated."
Melanie went for another bite after his reaction, his face bringing out a laugh from her. It was moments of lightness while discussing something serious that made them unique, finding a balance between the light and the dark. Her eyes darted down as he spoke on the things he had done that more than just survival, one particular coming to mind. “I know,” Melanie said though she did not specifiy what she knew as she looked back at him, hands playing with the cuffs of his shirt. “Just trust me when I say I know that I wouldn’t judge you.”
Niko: The shift from light hearted to serious made any conversation easy between them. It was a good balance --- he thought, but it didn't always work to heal the grave feeling in his heart. What he did catch onto was the way that Melanie worded her phrase on judgment, and it earned her a perk of his brow, the way she played with the cuffs of his shirt seemed to be like a tell of sorts and it was the only thing that prompted him to question the comment, "What do you mean by that?"
Melanie pressed her lips together briefly as he questioned the meaning of her words. It was bound to come up eventually, the knowledge that she had about what had happened. Or at least what the news had reported on the gruesome murder of a mafia king and his men. “I mean that I know,” Melanie said quietly as she reached for his hand to take his fingers between her own. “About Romania, what happened when you went there a few months ago.”
Niko noticed immediately the shift of her features and prepared himself for something else. Perhaps he shouldn't have --- perhaps he should have recognized the fact that Melanie was a bright enough woman to see through his poorly worded secrets and half lies, but what she ended up giving him as a response made his stomach turn. He knew what happened in Romania, but the question was... how did she know? Or... did she actually know anything about it at all. Without batting an eye -- a well practiced habit he'd been trained in thanks to Equinox when dealing with interrogation, he furrowed his brows, the question forming on his lips as if he was thinking on it, "What are you talking about?" Not a lie, not particularly avoidant, but more to ensure that they were talking or thinking about the same instance.
Melanie gauged Niko’s reaction as he remained stoic, remembering very well this behavior when they first met and all they had between them was formalities. She stroked her thumb against the back of his hand, head tilting to the side as she looked at him. “Niko,” Melanie started as she expected him to already know what she was taking about but it seemed that he wanted confirmation from her. “Victor Dobrescu.” It was a name she would soon never forget, for what he had done to Niko’s parents and in turn what Niko had done to him. “I looked him up after that night, to learn more about him. And I saw what happened after to him, after you had taken a trip there.”
Niko , as soon as she said his name, knew exactly what was coming next. "Melanie." He returned, his gaze searching hers for any sign of it not being true --- that perhaps it wasn't the case, perhaps she was talking about something else, something that he actually didn't do. The confirmation hit, however, it hit him right in the gut but Niko refused to allow his expression to show such emotion, to allow his heart to throb in his chest as he counted down in his mind from five to regain his ground. "Why did you look into him?" There was a part of him that didn't want to know the answer to that question, but another part of him needed to know. "Why didn't you tell me that you knew?"
Melanie: It was the first time she was unsure of the way her named sounding coming out of his mouth, a tone that sounded disappointed in her. And it struck her in her core, disappointment was something she never wanted anyone to associate with her. “I wanted to know who he was and I thought asking you more would open old wounds that were starting to heal,” Melanie explained, her own tone calm and soothing. She could fee him tense beneath her, the balance of light and dark tilted towards the latter. “How would I have told you Niko? I didn’t know what I would find when I looked and there it was, the pieces weren’t hard to put together.”
Niko blinked a couple of times in desperate attempts to not allow his expression show the turmoil that had grown inside of him. It was one thing for it to be a job, but this very very personal matter had been handled and bathed in blood, he didn't want Melanie to have to know that side of him, how willing he was to jump on that train just to end it all. Eyes falling shut, Niko allowed his head to fall back a moment as he considered his next words very carefully. "I'm sorry, I just ---- " he started, "I would have rather you asked, but it's fine, I also.. just wish you would have told me you found out. I would have told you everything that you needed to know I ..." he trailed off, eyes falling shut a moment before opening again, "Do you think that all of your questions were answered?" he asked her, honestly, "Anything about how prominant mob boss adopts child left behind in a double murder? Case still unsolved?"
Melanie: The hold that Melanie's had on his loosened slightly as Niko closed his eyes, head falling back which only solidified her feeling of disappointment. She kept her chin up as he apologized, proceeding then to almost scold her about her means of finding information when what she had found was nothing that she expected. "I'm sorry if I over-stepped, I didn't know what I was going to find-" Melanie stopped herself as he asked about questions that were left unanswered, the following a reiteration of what he had told her that night he came home. She shook her head slowly, eyes cast down as she inhaled slowly and exhaled at the same speed. "I'm sorry," Melanie repeated as she looked up at him. "You had just come home from your trip, you were exhausted and when I read the article I didn't want to bring it up. And then weeks past, it didn't seem right to drag it up again. But you're right, I should have said something, maybe I was scared to. And not scared because of what you did, but because of how you would react to me knowing."
Niko: It took a moment, but after barely half of a breath's time post Melanie's words, Niko's entire body seemingly softened around her. He felt the way that she loosened her grip and his return was to simply tighten it, holding her in place seemingly. A tether to the conversation. She was apologizing, and his first instinct was to ask her why, why should she be sorry? She sought out answers that he wasn't giving her, it made sense and toyed on the string of his honesty. "No, no -- " he started, giving her a small tug so that she would find herself closer to him, "Mel I'm not upset with you." he meant it, "I promise you, I'm not, of course I wish you would have told me sooner that you had found out, but ... on the other hand, I get why you didn't." A slew of words began to spill out as he considered his own weakness as not only a man, but a human being as he tried to rationalize his own feelings on the subject, "It just... it's not something I'm proud of, and it opened a lot of doors that I wish would have stayed shut..." His hand, the free one, moved upwards to brush through her hair, "That's all. It's just a side of me that... I don't think I ever wanted you to know was there."
Melanie leaned into the tug though she kept a small distance between them so that they would still be face to face. He wasn't upset with her but she still felt as if she had let him down. Looking back at it now, there were times that she wanted to say something to him but it was her own nerves stopping her each time. And tonight in bed, both of them vulnerable, the truth had spilled. Just as he was getting ready to leave. "Niko, we all have our demons. And maybe some are greater than others but they shape the people we've become. I look at you here and I know who you are, a good man that I love and that I am going to marry one day." Melanie reached her other hand down to cup the one she was already holding, keeping her gaze on him. "I should have told you I knew, more importantly I should have waited for you to be ready to tell me what had happened, even if it was forty years from now."
Niko wasn't shocked by Melanie's curiosity, he should have expected her to ask or something around those lines but here they were... present tense and running on fumes, but the truth was -- Niko wasn't upset by finding out she's known all along. He wasn't sure when or if he would ever tell her, but knowing that it wouldn't come up with the FBI banging on his door because some foreign agency wants to ask him a few questions was.. comforting. "I'm not though --- " he says the words quietly, looking at her with a sadness not meant for her, but his own fate, one in which he realized he was going to drag her down with. "I'm not a good man, but I'm trying... for you, anyway. I had hoped that once Viktor was gone I would be able to rid myself of that life but... I don't know if that's true anymore, Melanie. I don't know anything anymore."
Melanie: "You are a good man to me, even if you don't see that. Because I have known men who have done worse for the sake of being cruel," Melanie said with no real intention of elaborating on that subject. It was for another time, her own demons that she kept locked away for the sake of moving forward. What mattered to her now was how Niko expressed that what he had hoped with Viktor gone was not at all what was happening, and in return she gave him a puzzled look. "What do you mean it's not true? Has something happened?"
Niko blinked a couple of times, filing away that comment for another day, another conversation. He could tell there was more to it -- but could also tell that she didn't want to unpack it all, especially in the midst of their current conversation which seemed... well, never ending. The puzzled look he received was one in which he had wished he'd kept his mouth shut and with it, he reached for his glass of wine, quickly finishing it before even thinking about continuing, "Melanie --- " he started again, a sigh following her name, "I've been being blackmailed since I came back from Romania. Well ---------- sort of."
Melanie watched as he drank the wine, a tactic for stalling that she had seen many times in her career. She didn't rush him though, even after the pause that came after name. "You've been what?" Her voice raised by accident, brow furrowing as he admitted to being blackmailed and for months now. "Niko, that was two months ago," she said with a softer tone now, her hands squeezing his own gently. "Why is someone blackmailing you? What do they want?"
Niko knew that the moment the confession slipped out he would be in for it and to react, his features changed to that of true apology, "Listen --- " he started, "It's nothing I can't handle, and I've, well, I've been handling it. She's just..." a pause,a more darkened expression taking over, "Someone is blackmailing me because according to the world where mob rules trump all else, I'm the man that ... according to them and everyone else , single handedly took out one of the biggest mob bosses on that side of the continent."Nobody knew of Drew's involvement, Niko put his entire life on the line to make sure that remained true, that didn't change when Lydia decided to push,push,push, either. "It makes me powerful, makes me a threat. If i support this one's...father to the Chicago chapter then, well she leaves me alone. If I help make sure his opposition doesn't take over, then I get to live in peace."
Melanie: It was a world that Melanie knew nothing about besides what she had watched in movies and even then she did not know the accuracy of what she saw. To hear Niko confess that his actions against Viktor made him next in line for a major crime family, it took processing. She looked at Niko in silence after he explained the terms of the blackmail, immediately beginning to run scenarios in her mind of what could solve a problem like this. Melanie was guilty of blackmail, having done so plenty of times to the women who trampled through Romney's life and even those threatening his senatorship with blackmail of their own. "This woman, the one whose blackmailing you. Is she here in Rockford?"
Niko knew that his strength in name solely had to do with the fact that nobody wanted to challenge him. If he wanted the so called business, it could be his with a simplistic smile, toss some cash at the police in Bucharest and all would be just peachy, but how could he explain that to her? That he'd knowingly set himself up for this but was so blind with anger and the drive for revenge that it didn't matter? Melanie's question was sensical at least, though Niko could tell that she was attempting to process everything, "She is." he stated simply, "Works at the hospital, as a nurse, I think."
"This woman is just walking around Rockford as if nothing after she threatened you?" Melanie was in disbelief, in the audacity of whoever this woman was and that Niko had kept something like that from her. She understood why without needing to ask, that keeping her separated from it meant keeping her safe. But there was someone in their home who wanted to hurt him and it was enough to make her blood boil. "When does it end? When is enough enough and you don't have to look over your shoulder?"
Niko could feel himself choke on her words, "What is she supposed to do? Hide?" he asked her honestly, "This isn't Bucharest where mob rule controls the police, she can do as she pleases, there's nothing I can do about it because throwing her under the bus? Well --- " he didn't have to say anything more, the underlying threat spoke for itself. "I know I probably should have told you but, I figured you not knowing would have kept you safe," he reasoned, but sometimes he wondered if he was right. "Melanie, do you want the honest answer? I don't know --- I don't know if that day will ever come, but I'm trying like hell to make sure it happens. I don't want you living like this." The finality in Melanie's words struck a chord in Niko, and for a moment he thought that this was it ---- but he tried to reason, regardless, "You don't deserve this, I know."
Melanie looked at Niko as he had his outburst, letting him get everything out before she decided on speaking again. She understood where they were and why he had kept it from her but at the same time, she had a right to know if someone was threatening her hus- boyfriend. But what he was missing was that she wasn't trying to make this about herself, that was the last thing she was thinking about. "Niko," she said softly as she reached her hand up to cup his cheek, holding onto him for a few seconds before letting go. "If something were to happen to you, and I didn't know about this girl who threatened you, what am I supposed to do? I understand that you want to protect me but I need you to start thinking of me as more than someone you want to protect. Let me carry the burdens with you, you're not alone in this. But I can't do that if you don't talk to me."
Niko: There was silence again, Niko allowed her to speak, he felt her touch and physically he was well aware of his presence in the room, on the bed with her --- but he couldn't say anything. It was as though he was completely frozen in time as his mind tried to pick apart everything that she said to him. He tried to think of the right words, he tried to consider every option, each out but he'd handed Melanie a truckload of them by then, she's had so many possible reasons to turn her back on him and yet there she was --- in his bed. It was almost too much for him to comprehend even if he tried his hardest. "I just ... " finally his voice piped up, "I don't want you to have to carry any of this, helping me or not, I want you to be happy and live a life you deserve and..." His hand raised to trace her jawline, "I want to be the one to give that to you, but I'm not an easy person to be with, I can't promise you that I ever will be, so..." he shrugged, "I want to handle it on my own so I don't lose you."
Melanie: "Oh, Nik." Melanie reached up to catch the hand on her jaw, holding it there as she turned her face to press a soft kiss to the inside of his palm. She felt for him, the pain that followed him since the night his parents died, every betrayal and every act of violence he had committed whether by his own free will or forced. There was that word again, deserve. All her like people had been telling her what she deserved but no one ever took into consideration what she wanted. "Don't you understand that you give me that already? I am happy with you, I am living the life I've always wanted because I have a love that makes every day the best day," she said as she moved her hand to wrap around his wrist. "Listen to me, I choose you. And I will always choose you, a life with you. Do not be scared of losing me because it isn't going to happen. I am with you until the day one of us leaves this Earth. And you better not leave before me because I am going to be very upset with you," she said with a weak laugh.
Niko: There was something unfamiliar burning in Niko's eyes as he looked at her. A sensitivity that he wasn't familiar with --- especially when it came to a person he was romantic with and for a second he had to blink twice to make sure it was happening. "I don't deserve you." he spoke softly, his gaze dropped to look at her hand around his wrist. "But I don't think that I've ever known someone that makes me feel as happy and... complete as you do." He smiled, but it was weak as he leaned in, resting their bodies against one another's. "For the rest of my life, I swear to you, Melanie Kent --- I will do everything in my power to make sure that you are happy. Safe, and that you never forget how much I love you."
Melanie: What Melanie wanted was for Niko to know how deserving he really was of love and happiness. But she knew that arguing it now wouldn't make a different, that when it came to Niko sometimes it was actions that spoke louder than words. As they embraced Melanie moved her arms to wrap around his neck, staying close to him as he confessed his own vow to her which was a shared sentiment. "And I swear to you, Niko Petran, that I will stand by you, protect you, and always be your home." She moved her hand to cup his cheek, thumb swiping underneath his eye to catch the tear that was threatening to trickle down his face. "Te iubesc," she whispered as she brushed her fingers against the side of his face. "Now and forever."
Niko nodded, albeit slowly against her hand. A vow --- something so simplistic and true shared between them in the comfort of their bedroom but in the words it had been internalized. It was as simple as that, and Niko would have accepted this as something official if he was allowed to, crossed the room to his safe and slipped the ring on her finger if it was appropriate, but he had to wait until he came home. He'd heard too many horror stories of men promising marriage before shipping out to war, only to leave a ring on a woman for the rest of their lives as they'd never returned. "Te iubesc." he murmured, his eyes falling shut as he closed some of the distance between them to press his lips to hers. A promise sealed in the eyes of God, if they so chose. "Melanie Kent -- " he started, when he pulled back, "I think our future is going to start sooner than we thought." He felt almost foreign calling her Kent in that moment, another last name sounding more fitting, "I do. Truly."
Melanie could have stayed in that moment forever, regardless of the conversation they had just had. It was those conversations and their ability to navigate such rocky waters that made them strong, no venom thrown at one another as they expressed their thoughts on topics they disagreed on. This type of relationship was foreign to Melanie, it made her wonder if this was what it was supposed to have been all along. A partner, a man who stood by her rather than in front of her. There was no need for a piece of paper, a priest to bless their union. As far as Melanie was concerned, she was promised to Niko and their fate was set in stone. The kiss sealed that fate, tender and loving, full of promise for what was to come. "I'm ready for that, Niko," she said softly to let him know that when he chose to ask her, to make it official as some would say, her answer would be yes.
Niko smiled against her lips, the strength of their bond reminded every time they spoke, each time their lips met. He could never argue that he was meant to spend the rest of his life with Melanie, and god how he wanted to express this to the world. Subconsciously, his hand traced down her arm as they kissed, the moment they broke his fingers falling to the one of hers that remained naked, but the way he saw it, not for much longer. Drawing a circle around it, an invisible ring of sorts that served as the promise he planned on keeping for her when he came back and he smiled, "I am too." And his lips were back on hers again, longing for the moment he could officially call her his wife and the thought of it only made him want to deepen the kiss.
Melanie rested her forehead against his own as her gaze flickered down to watch him touch the ring finger on her left hand. She felt more from his touch there than she did wearing a real diamond, and it all had to do with the man that was asking her. Or would be asking her rather. Melanie turned her palm around to catch his hand, an unremovable smile in her lips as they found his once more, a kiss of pure adoration and love bringing them impossibly closer. Melanie wrapped both her arms around him once more as she embraced him, body pressing into his own so there was no space left between them.
Niko: Silent conversations between them solidified the fact that they were indeed, having that talk again. She knew what he wanted out of their relationship, and he knew what she wanted --- together they were able to express such desires through mere touches and what apparently were vows to one another in the bedroom. Hymns, of sorts. He needed the rest of his life to be spent with her, no matter how long it may last, he craved her presence with him like nothing else. Without any space between them, their bodies were tangled in an embrace among lips brushing along one another's with ease, his back comfortably pressed against the headboard as he pulled her tight against his body. Lips distracting him from any thoughts prior, his teeth nipped playfully at her bottom lip, an invitation to openly deepen the kiss.
Melanie: There was no turning back, that hadn’t been an option even long before Chicago. It had been discussed before but Melanie felt more confident now than ever before the path they were heading down and she couldn’t wait to start that chapter with him. It was undeniable their attraction for one another, how their touches spoke the words they had already promised to one another. Melanie melted into Niko as his arms tightened around her, her arm secure around his neck as he invited her deeper. And Melanie delivered, her tongue pressing past his lips to explore the cavern of his mouth, a mix of wine and herself overwhelming her sense of taste. It was a reminder of hours early when Niko had buried his mouth in her cunt, the thought flooding the space between her thighs with warmth. It always took a simple thought of Niko to excite her, and Melanie felt no shame in how her body reacted to him.
Niko allowed his arm to wrap around her waist, pulling her against him. There was only the fabric of his pajama pants between them as her entire body swept over his hips. They were like a moving piece of artwork, the two of them, entwined together and never willing to part, their lips speaking volumes against one another's while they kissed. What the art couldn't portray though was the way he could feel her body react to him, his own mind sweeping over the way he'd buried himself in her not long before, or how her mouth wrapped around his length as he sat bound on the sofa just outside. It was enough to spark a reaction, enough to remind him just of what they were capable of. As her tongue explored the space of his mouth that was otherwise occupied with the air he willingly gave her, his did the same, taste testing her tongue, but keeping light and distant as if the motions would draw her in deeper, settle a craving that had been buried inside of him since they'd settled back on the bed.
Melanie succumbed to Niko beckoning her deeper, a willing victim to the lust that overpowered her in his presence. Between her thighs she felt his length stir through the flannel pants he wore, no other layer between them to cause resistant. With a single rock of her hips, Melanie felt the pressure she craved as the thin fabric rubbed against her clit. A small whimper swallowed in their kiss, she repeated the action again as their kiss grew more passionate.
Niko longed for the warmth between her thighs --- the desire showing clear as day while his length began to stiffen, tightening the front of his pants. As she rocked her hips, it drove him deeper into his typicallustful desire for her as his fingers dug gently into her back. Their kisses deepened, their souls practically dancing together between them, using their lips for the resistance they needed so desperately as Melanie rocked her hips along his length. His arm around her waist eased the action, continuing to help her grind against him while his cock threatened to break through the buttons that had been held tight.
It was something, to feel the way he hardened beneath her as she pleasured herself with the simple act of rocking her hips. Melanie had found the right spot, his cock nestled between the slit of her cunt and with each movement of her hips she could feel the wetness pooling, no doubt seeping through the thin fabric of his pants. “I want you,” Melanie mumbled against his lips as if it wasn’t obvious, a hand moving to cup his cheek as her forehead rested against his briefly. She craved him inside her, to be rid of any distance between them and it was clear in the way her body moved against his.
Niko let out a barely audible groan as he felt her desire for him coat the fabric of his flannel, seeping through the space left between buttons which only made his length harden to an uncontrollable amount. It was her words that took no surprise to him, the internal groan slipping out into something a little louder as he nodded, "Like you have to ask -- " he returned, knowing the question wasn't there at all but the silent spoken need for one another as his hand slipped down to the waist of his pants to tug them down his hips, the arm wrapped around hers lifting her body just enough so they could slip down his legs and before either of them knew it --- he was bare with her still straddling him.
Melanie gave him a lazy smile at his response, shaking her head as he made quick work of getting his pajama bottoms off. There was reason to take off the shirt she was wearing, aware of what sight of her in his shirt did to him. It was when she felt his length free and resting against her thigh that she reached between them to take a hold of him, guiding the head between her folds. Melanie eased herself down, lips parting with a gasp as he filled her to the brim. She pulled her hand away to press her hips down completely, lips finding his for another kiss as she simply enjoyed the feeling of having him inside before she even considered moving.
Niko knew she was right to leave his shirt on, everything about the way it fit her body having an almost affectionate sensation along with the lustful gaze wasn't a secret. The few times he'd come back to bed to see her there, already laying in his clothing was something of a vision, to say the least. He was distracted by the way she handled his cock, however, guiding it between her slit so that he could slip with ease inside of her for yet another moment to bask in everything about her. They simply enjoyed the connection between them as their lips met, a solid kiss shared as his hands lifted up beneath her shirt to trace the lines of her back.
Melanie was comfortable on his lap, the walls of her cunt adjusting to the intrusion within seconds. Her knees pressed into the bed as she lifted her hips slowly only to bring them back down and take him back in. It was then that Melanie rested her forehead against his own, breaking from their kiss as she rode him with slow and steady motions. Her hand threaded through his hair to give it a gentle tug as the other gripped his shoulder. Lips parted to speak but all that came out was a whimper as she pushed down, eyes fluttering closed as her fingers dig into his shoulder.
Niko: It was slow and sensual, the way her walls shifted to his entering her. As if home had been not only where the heart was the entire time and he was just discovering that --in that moment. The lips pulling apart from one another was initially not a welcomed notion, but soon enough he was able to witness the way her lips parted to wimper, every sound that escaped her being like music to his ears while his own breaths radiated through the room, kissed against her skin and his hands steadying her against his body. There was no aggression this time around, but smooth sensual touches that he longed for her to bask in while her hips rose and fell along his length. Every feeling he slipped into was blissful and aware, his entire body calling out to her as one hand reached upwards to caress her cheek as their foreheads remained together.
Every one of his touches sent a warmth through her as always, her face leaning into the hand holding her cheek. There were so many sides to their relationship, including the physicalness of it. From soft and sensual to rough, they had a thirst for all of it. And in that moment, Melanie aches for the closeness that came with their position. She enjoyed it all but to be face to face with him, to let him witness the pleasure he gave her, was a turn on all by itself. Her hips moved in a steady rhythm, slow but hard, the nature of what led them to that moment dictating her movements. “I love you,” Melanie whispered as she opened her eyes to look at him. She caressed his hair before grasping at the strands once more, back arching slightly to let herself rise a little higher each time.
Niko: He can still feel the emotional overload taking it's toll on him from the previous conversation. So many different words shared, so many emotions felt, and a sincerity in their future alluding to this moment ---- he was absolutely, irrevocably in love with Melanie Kent, every piece of him was a given up to her entirely and there was no denying that -- even in their current position. The steady rhythem of their movements kept the quivering sensation in his toes at bay as he handed control over to her with an ease that was incommparable to everything else he'd ever felt in his life. "I love you," A declaration that perhaps split the cost of fucking and making love, he reveled in the way that she touched him, the way their bodies pieced themselves together as if they truly belonged and he was lost for it --- lost in her entirely with only his hands left to ground him as they traced along her body, the hand beneath the shirt she wore finally slipping upwards to her breast,cupping it and massaging gently as the other rested upon her hip to work along with her guidance along his length.
Melanie would never grow tired of hearing those words come out of his mouth, no matter what language they were spoken in. Even with a chill in his room she felt warm, the way his hand traveled underneath the shirt to touch her eliciting a soft moan of pleasure from her lips. There was no rush, no sense of time at all with the curtains drawn on the window. All that existed in that moment was Niko and her, and Clover who remained sound asleep by the bedside. Melanie wrapped both arms around his neck to pull him closer, head leaning forward to rest against the side of his as she closed her eyes. Her hips ground against his in a fluid motion, walls tightening around his length as she flexed the muscles in her thighs. God bless the years of horseback riding though this was not what her mother had intended the lessons to be used for.
Niko: They moved as one, without rush nor destination, they formed together like one etheral being. Every moan of pleasure between the two of them was wrapped in sensitivies and adoration for one another. It was a secret to no one, not the neighbors downstairs, not anyone who happened to be in the apartment and certainly not anyone who had ever seen them together. They were happy --- so much so that moments like this were pure passion, pulling at the nerve endings of Niko's desires. He could feel her in ways that nobody else would dare to ( now ), and as her muscles flexed around his length another not as subtle groan filled the room, wrapping them both up in their ecstasy as his arms paid homage to her body, pulling her closer as she leaned in with eyes glued shut.
Melanie pressed the lips to the side of his head in a lazy kiss, more coming in-between the soft whimpers and moans that she breathed onto his skin. There was a tug in the pit of her stomach, how familiar she had become with it and yet she could never grow tired of the feeling. It urged her to move a small amount quicker, every guidance of her hips upwards returning down to deliver his length completely inside of her. Melanie craved to feel her release now with him buried inside her, every other orgasm subpar compared to those. She lifted her head so that she could look at him, both hands moving to rest at the base of his jaw on either side of his face as she held his gaze. "Si proche," she whispered as her thumbs stroked both his cheeks.
Niko found himself leaning forward as she gripped his face in her hands, her words taking a second to translate ( if that ) but he understood, he could feel it too --- the familiar beat in his stomach, the twitch at the tip of his cock and the way his toes curled, begging him to snap back like a rubber band. He craved it just as she did, longing to feel the sensitive release surrounding his length as hers pulsated against his. He nodded to understand what she was saying, his hands moving to her hips to push her down further against his cock, shifting his weight to allow him even deeper inside of her which sent a level of pleasure so strong down his spine he nearly shivered, his fingers gripping into her hips to show such.
Melanie: There was something to be said about looking into the eyes of your lover in that moment, a silent plea for a pleasure only they could deliver. Melanie moaned out at the shift of his hips, fingers tightening against his jawline as the tip of his cock pressed into her g-spot. She moved her hips all that much faster, though the pace was still worlds slower than before. "Niko, I'm-" She lost her words as the tightening in her stomach finally released, the walls of her cunt pulsing rapidly around his length. Melanie clung to him as her hips never ceased their movements though they slowed down some, riding out the waves of pleasure with him buried inside of her.
Niko watched Melanie fall into her bliss and savored it, embodied it and as she began to pulsate around him, he survived it, gripping tight around her body so that she could ride out the orgasm and eventually, after a few mere moments he was able to release his own with a satisfied weakness to his entire being. Everything that flowed from him was intended for her, whether it be words, the sexual desire, or even the cum that now filled her about five times at a minimum, only ever for her. As she clung to him, he protectively wrapped his arms around her body, fingers threading through her hair affectionately as he placed a kiss to her forehead. "God --- " he mumbled against her ear, "You're amazing." Everything about her, outside of the bedroom she was art and he intended to preserve her until the day he died.
Melanie trembled as she felt his release spilling inside of her, forehead moving to rest against his as she panted her breaths in an attempt to catch them. If it weren't for his arms wrapped around her she would have collapsed right there, her body finally relaxing into his own as she shifted her arms around his neck so that she could lay against him. A lazy smile formed on her lips at the compliment, head resting on her arm beside his as she stilled her hips and settled down on his lap. "I'm not letting you leave tomorrow," Melanie whispered. There was no stopping him, she wasn't naive to think that. But for a moment she wanted to pretend that the next day would be like any other day, where they would wake up together and fall asleep together. "You're going to stay right here with me," she said as she turned her face to pepper kisses along his neck and up to his jaw.
Niko smiled softly as she spoke, the whispers something that he wished would be possible, but for him ----- no matter how badly he didn't want to go, and how serious it was for him to even suggest it, he had a job to do and for the most part he enjoyed his career. That's all it was to him, anyway. "I wish you could," he told her, meaning his words as he let out a sigh, "I wish that tomorrow we could wake up, I could make breakfast and we could just... lay around on the couch all day maybe, take a walk to see what was going on downtown... but," he sighed again but found himself grinning as she kissed his jaw "Am I being kidnapped?"
Melanie: Everything he suggested sounded like an ideal way to spend the day but it wasn't possible, at least not until he came back home. "That's exactly what's happening," she said as she kissed closer to his mouth though stopped before reaching his lips. "I'll even send a ransom note to Equinox, cut out the letters from magazines and tell them you're being held hostage indefinitely." Melanie leaned back slightly so she could look at him, arms wrapped loosely around his neck. "What time do you have to be at the airport tomorrow?"
Niko had to think for a moment, though the idea of Melanie blackmailing Equinox for a random was amusing to him ---- the time he had to make sure he was out the door to arrive at the airport was... not. "I should be out the door by eight in the morning." he told her, recalling that a couple of hours ago it was about two am. "My flight leaves at twelve with a layover in England where I'll get picked up by an Equi jet instead" He went through his itinerary, if it wasn't for the fact that Niko was never a fan of flying --- he'd suggest that he'd be able to sleep on the plane.
Melanie sighed as he mentioned the early time, having known that somewhere in the back of her mind and yet selfishly kept him occupied late into the night. "Then that means you should get at least a couple hours of sleep," she said as she moved her hand to cup his cheek for a moment before shifting on his lap to pick herself up from it. "Because we both know you won't sleep on the way there." Melanie pulled herself up, his length slipping from inside her as she moved beside him, pulling the covers up from the bed and holding them up for him to get in as well.
Niko nodded slowly, knowing that now that she knew the time -- what was about to follow. He also knew what would happen once he fell asleep, how in the morning they would wake up and have to part for who knew how long. Slipping beneath the covers, Niko situated himself on one side of the bed, facing her so that he could wrap his arm around her waist. "I can wake up early enough, make something for breakfast?" he offered, waiting for him to join her so that he could roll over and turn the bedroom light off.
“No that’s okay, don’t wake up any earlier than you need to,” Melanie insisted as she slipped under the covers and pulled them up to around her waist. She scores closer to him, back against his front as she laid on her side, nearly sharing the same pillow as him. “Is your alarm set?”
Niko: Once Melanie was settled underneath the covers, his arm draped over her body, protectively pulling her closer to him, but shifting himself further back so that she could fit on the same pillow, instead of awkward settling between the two. "If I wake up anyway?" he offered quietly, his tone having dropped as the time for departure inched closer, "Yeah, I set it before you and I went out today." he told her, nose brushing up against the back of her hair, his eyes closed as he took in the simplicity of her presence.
Melanie: “If you wake up anyways,” Melanie agreed though she didn’t want him waking up after an hour of sleep to make breakfast. She settled comfortably in his arms, a hand moving to rest over his own with her fingers fitting between his so that she could hold his hand against her. God, she was going to miss this. The feeling of his arms around her as she slept, the comfort and safeness that she felt when he was in bed beside her. Melanie already knew her nights would be restless while he was away, having grown so accustomed to sharing a bed with Niko. Not that she would tell him that though, he didn’t need anything to distract him from the job. “I love you,” she whispered as she closed her eyes though the feeling of sleep didn’t come just yet.
Niko spread his fingers so she could hold onto them with ease, his hand protecting hers as it rest upon her stomach. There was a certain bliss in the moment, one that rivaled anything he'd ever been able to experience but it was also bittersweet --- knowing that soon enough he would be on a plane to Sudan, and gone for some time. Moments like this gave him drive to come home at least, the feeling of her heartbeat against his, the way their breaths seem to match even when they are both not paying attention. His lips fall to her shoulder upon her declaration, one that had been shared so many times between them that repeating it back to her felt cheap and used, so he squeezed her tight a moment, an embrace meant to last some time after he left, "Always."
