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Merrick was very happy that she had a pool installed in the backyard.

Especially for the wretched summer they were having. She was more than happy to put on sunscreen and lounge by the water. Or, as she was doing now, swimming laps. It was a great way to cool off and it felt good, too.

Climbing up the latter, Merrick moves her raven hair out of her face. Skin glistening, wet purple bikini clinging to her form. She looks over at her partner with a small smirk. "Having fun, darling?"

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Murdock hadn’t even realized there was a pool , but he’s been taking full advantage of it ever since. Not much for swimming though. But for the view it gives him.

Stretched out on a sun hair, Murdock sunglasses finally have a practical purpose. Both from hiding from the sun, and perhaps peeking a little too much at Merrick in the bikini. Brough out of his haze by hearing her speak, he tilts his glasses down a tad. “Oh you bet…”

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Merrick hums as she makes her way to stand at the foot of his sun chair..perhaps swaying her hips a little more than was necessary. Surprisingly, she had managed to get a little tan, a thing she didn't think possible. It was subtle, maybe a shade or two, but she had noticed.

She toes at his calf playfully. "Mmhm...my eyes are up here, amore."

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Dressed in something he thought he’d never wear, swim shorts of all things, he’s thankful for the slight amount of control he has. Taking his eyes away from the swimsuit and up to her eyes.

“I am aware. Just having a little look that’s all. Hope you don’t mind.” Murdock sits up, still using the angle to get a few peeks of her swimsuit and what’s underneath.

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"I don't mind...it is for your eyes only, after all." Merrick says over a smirk as she bites her lip. Like she didn't know damn well what this bikini would do to him. While she knew Murdock thought of her as more than a pretty face and cute body, it didn't mean she couldn't have some fun with him.

Like now, as she turns her back to him and stretches her arms above her head. Showing off her ass that wasn't fully covered by the bottoms. "Mmm, I just got out but I want to go back in already. It feels so good."

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He does try slightly to be a composed and decent person for once, not immediately eyeing her up and down at every chance. But like this, we’ll it’s like a little show. Especially when she turns around, showing off the curves of her ass. With a little grin, Murdock leans forward and gives a light spank to her ass.

“I can think of something else that could feel good. Probably better than cooling off.” He could definitely use a bit of cold water himself, but for other reasons.

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Merrick lets out a squeal when he spanks her ass, giving it a little shake but she doesn't move any closer. Actually, she takes a small step away from him.

"I don't know...that pool is absolutely divine. It would have to feel pretty good." She arches her back and turns her head slightly, having one eye on him as she runs a hand through her hair. Oh, she was in a mood today.

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“Oh petal. It’s like you forget how I make you feel. Am I truly not that memorable? That breaks my heart.” Murdock is immediately on his feet, arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her as close as possible. “Go on. Go in the pool. But you won’t cum for a whole week if you dare.”

Kissing her neck once, he lets go of her. Simply smiling and watching. One hand resting on her ass, kneading the flesh.

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The pet name immediately makes her freeze. She didn't like that tone, not one bit. Total lie. She hardly has time to think about running when his arms are suddenly around her. She leans into him but makes an indignant sound at his conditions.

"A week? But it's so hot..." She pouts, whimpering as he kisses her neck and lets go. Biting her lip again she leans back into the hand on her ass. "I'd die after a day or two, Daddy..."

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Putting his mouth to the shell of her ear, he moans into it loudly at the new title. Squeezing her ass as he rests his head on her shoulder. “Then we can go inside to cool off. I have a few new ideas..ice would be better than water, wouldn’t it?”

Keeping a leg between hers, Murdock pretends to be thinking of something. Humming quietly to her, one of his favourite concertos she’s played. “Make your choice..”

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Merrick shivers at the mere thought of it, images already coming to mind of what he would do. She nods, suddenly feeling a little breathless. The pool couldn't even hope to compare.

"I...I choose you, Daddy. Always." She turns her head to kiss his cheek, appreciating the humming as she recognized the piece of music. "Please..."

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“Alright then petal. Whatever you want.” With one move, he’s carrying her in his arms, pressing Merricks hand to the newer shade of purple on his chest. Walking into the house and setting her down on the bed.

“I’m going to have fun with you…colour?” Setting her on the bed, Murdocks quickly off again, to grab out a tray of ice cubes that were meant to be for their drinks.

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Merrick giggles and wraps her arms over his shoulders, kicking her feet a little as she presses her chest to him. Practically giddy about what was in store for her.

She bounces on the bed, fingers tracing over the blood red ink partially obscured by the strap of her bikini. "Green...I'm very good..."

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“Fucking hell darling, you look adorable like this. Just lie down, you don’t have to undress fully yet.” If taking off that outfit could count as undressing. There’s just a little bit covered, nothing more. Popping out an ice cube from the tray he hovers over her.

“You said you needed to cool down, right? Just take a nice breath..” Placing the ice on her chest, Murdock pushes it underneath the bikini top.

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"Yes, Daddy..." Merrick does as she's told and lays down, scooting up a little and positioning a pillow under her head. She makes sure to stretch out just so, arms draped over her head as she looks up at him.

She breathes in and suddenly, he's pushing an ice cube under her top. Her breathing stutters as she gasp, tilting her head back. Her skin was still sun warmed, and also warm for other reasons. "Mmm...feels good..."

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“I’m sure it does sweetheart..” Murdock leans back, tracing a finger down her chest to rest on her stomach. Softly watching over her as his fingers slide back up to her chest. Pulling the ice cube up, trailing it up to her mark.

“You chose a wonderful colour for that sweetheart..”

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The mark had become rather sensitive since Murdock gave it to her, and them with the tattoo. Gods, it had felt so good when it was inked, she had wished Murdock could do that part, too. Now the ice over it makes her shiver, her eyes glowing as she watches him.

"Thank you...I thought you would approve. Love having your mark on me..."

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“I love it. Love it so much. It looks so perfect. Fuck, can’t believe you would do that for me.” Dragging the ice cube along the edge of the mark, Murdock leans down to kiss her lips tenderly.

Eventually, he takes away the ice cube, dragging it along her collarbone. Watching the water drip from the ice against her skin. “Darling, you feel so hot..whatever’s the matter?”

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"Mmm...I'd do anything for you, amore..." Merrick lets out a huff of air before kissing him back, whimpering against his lips. Every kiss always felt like the first time, sending a thrill down her spine.

There's no shortage of noises as he moves the ice around, licking her lips. Twisting the fabric of the pillow in her fingers. She shivers as a droplet of water runs down the curve of her breast. "You...you make me feel so good, Daddy..."

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“You could kill me just the way you speak. Love it when you use your words properly. Now I know just how good I’m doing petal.” Lifting up the ice cube again, Murdock places it on her lower abdomen. Watching the cool water begin to drip down towards her bikini bottoms.

“What shall I do with you today sweetheart? I’m actually quite cold, so I’d love you to warm me.”

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Merrick gasps as the ice is set in a new spot, her hips quivering as the water moves down. One of her hands moves out to try and touch him wherever she can. Needing to feel him, to keep grounded.

His request has her whimpering, nodding as she stares up at him pleadingly. "Yes, I want to, please...don't want you to be cold, I'll keep you warm, please."

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He doesn’t try and stop her, bringing her hand to touch his mark. Moving her hand against the outline of each petal, the other pushing the ice against her skin. Watching it melt further against her until he finally takes it away.

“Good girl.” He presses the ice cube back underneath her top, quickly peeling away her bottoms and moaning quietly. “Ready for me already?”

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Merrick hums at the feel of his mark beneath her fingertips. Her mind further sinking into that hazy headspace as each second passed. She would never get enough of it, that he wanted her to mark him in such a way. To show that they belonged to one another.

The praise makes her whimper, lifting her hips up shakily as he removed the bottoms. Her face blushing at his comment as she nods. "Always...always ready for you, Daddy. Please..." She spreads her legs a little more for him, running her other hand along her thigh.

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Sitting in between her legs, Murdock puts his hand over hers. Watching intently as she already spreads her legs for him. Grabbing her thighs with both of his hands and pushing them farther apart. “Let’s get you nice and ready for Daddy’s cock them…”

Holding her legs apart, Murdock begins to eat her out like a man dying of thirst. Tongue circling her clit and flicking it. Moaning against her loudly.

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Merrick gasps and it quickly devolves into a loud moan, tilting her head back further into the pillow. Her hands immediately tangle in his hair and hold on tightly, but she lets him have his way with her. He knew well enough how to make her feel incredible.

Her hips and legs twitch as they instinctively want to close around his head, but he holds them open. She's at his mercy and fuck, she wouldn't want it any other way. "Mmm...fuck, yes, feels so good..."

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His tongue moves over her heavily, pushing into her a few times before going back to running through her folds. Sucking on her clit and humming around it. Determined to push her over the edge quickly and watch her shake.

He barely takes a breath the entire time, lapping up at her arousal every second. Switching back from sucking on her clit to fucking her with his tongue.

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The first time he pushes his tongue inside of her, Merrick is arching her back. Breath stolen from her lungs before she lets out a whine. Gods, he was relentless.

It isn't long before Merrick is pulling his hair, panting and writhing above him. He seemed determined to make her shatter apart in record time. And at this rate, she'd have no choice but to obey. "Oh Gods...mmm, yes...Daddy~..." Her lower abdomen is already tightening as her hips stutter against him.

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Each pull makes him moan, focusing his attention to her clit for a little longer. Feeling as her hips beginning to roll into his mouth before stopping completely. Resting his head on her thigh and looking up at her. Face and chin covered in her arousal.

“There we go. Now, it’s time for you to warm Daddy’s cock sweetheart. You’ll cum soon, I just want to see how long my darling petal can last.”

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A whine is ripped out of her when he stops, she had been so close. And then she looks down at Murdock and bites her lip at the sight of him. Merrick takes a few deep breaths and nods, only able to focus on him through her haze.

One hand is still in his hair, but she's playing with the strands between her fingers. "Mmhm...yes, Daddy. I'll be good for you, I promise...want to keep you warm."

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“Fuck. So obedient darling. Can’t wait to see what you’re like when you misbehave. Not even a complaint out of you yet..” Sitting back up, Murdock pats her thigh a few times before standing up. Picking up a book from the nightstand before settling back down on the bed. “That’s a good girl..has that ice melted yet?”

Stroking himself a few times, Murdock rests his head back a little bit, softly moaning. Eventually stopping so he can lift her up into his lap

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Something about what he says makes Merrick blush, looking down at her chest. The thought has crossed her mind...and she had a feeling that this would be a good test of just how obedient she could be.

She shivers with delight at the good girl, touching where the ice cube was. Not surprised to feel that it was gone, given how warm she was. "Yes...it's all gone." She's fixated on him as he strokes his cock, letting out a happy squeal as she's pulled into his lap. Wrapping her arms around him and kissing his cheek. "What are you going to read, Daddy?"

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“I think you won’t need another ice cube. Think you’ve been so perfect for me.” Running his tongue over her mark for a little bit, he simply wants to see how much he can keep teasing her for. Resting his head on Merricks shoulder for a little bit before finally deciding to move her.

“There’s a book on my kills. Some terrible crime writer with a theory on who I am. It’s on Serotonin, sits that’s the most important one.” Gripping her thighs, he lifts her up. “Ready petal?”

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"Thank you..." She murmurs softly, moaning at the feel of his tongue against her mark. Merrick grips him a little more tightly, already panting. Arousal slowly running down the inside of her thigh. The skin was so damn sensitive, and she knows that he's testing her.

She desperately wanted to be good for him. Trying to focus on his voice as he answers her question. If she wasn't currently so consumed by him, she would have more questions. But all she can do is nod quickly as he lifts her up. "Yes...yes, Daddy...I'm ready for you..."

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“Such a good girl. You’re doing so well. I just want to see how patient you can be.” Holding her up with one hand, Murdock carefully likes her up with his cock. Running the head of his cock through her slick folds a few times before slowly pushing in.

“Go at your own pace sweetheart. Get nice and comfortable.” Now with a hand free, he begins perusing through his book. Barely making a sound as she sinks down on him.

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Merrick nods again, determined to show him that she could be patient. That she was his Good Girl who could behave and wait. As he pushes the head of his cock in, she gasps and holds onto him a little tighter. "Mmm, yes..."

Once she's given the go ahead, Merrick slowly moves down his length. She was so fucking wet for him, gliding down his cock with ease. There was a stretch but it wasn't painful in the slightest, so she doesn't stop until she's fully seated in his lap.

She's panting as she adjusts, so deliciously full as she pulses around him. She watches him look through the book, hardly making a sound as she touches his mark. After a moment, she cuddles up against him, putting her head on his shoulder with a hum. "I love you..."

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“Hmm..” he muffles his noises as much as possible. One hand remaining on the book at all times as he watches her with hungry eyes. How she takes every inch of him so wonderfully, and he shivers as she feels her around him.

“I love you sweetheart. You’re so kind to me. Unimaginably good to me. I’m so lucky to have you petal. I can’t believe you exist, all for me to love and treasure.”

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Fuck, the way Murdock looks at her is nearly enough to be her undoing. If Merrick was going to be patient, she couldn't hold such a hungry gaze for long. She nuzzles into the crook of his neck, keeping one hand over his mark to trace the petals under her fingertips.

Humming at his words, her legs shiver as she does her best to keep still. Merrick had never done anything quite like this before. Just...keeping someone warm in this manner. But she found herself liking it, especially because it's Murdock.

"I only try and treat you the way you deserve, Daddy. As well as you treat me. You make me feel so good all the time, I want to make you feel that way, too. I feel like the lucky one..."

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“Oh darling, you make me feel like I deserve things. That I deserve someone like you. My darling petal, who’s a miracle in my life. Such a good girl. Daddy’s going to do a little bit of reading. I’m sure there’ll be many notes that’ll have to be made on this book, so I could be a while. Can you be a good girl and keep still?”

Kissing her neck, Murdock slings his arms over her shoulders. Beginning to read and quietly sigh at the inaccuracies already. A theory he’s a hitman hired by the rich to take out other rich people, pitiful.

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Merrick smiles happily, at the praise but also because of how she makes him feel. It really was an honor, that she could be that for him. Since he was that for her. He had accessed parts of her heart that she previously thought were closed off for good.

She hums at the kiss to her neck, snuggling closer to him with a nod. "Yes, Daddy...because you deserve to have a good girl that keeps you nice and warm while you read." She kisses the crook of his neck before letting out a happy sigh and settling against him.

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“That’s right petal, good job..but you can’t move, no matter what.” The angle prevents her from seeing his grin, lazily flicking through the pages. Already glossing over most of it, which is horribly inaccurate. After a few minutes, he’s not even reading it anymore.

One hand snakes between them, thumb beginning to rub lazy circles around her clit. Acting like he’s still reading when the book is already shut.

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"I know, Daddy. I won't." Merrick says sweetly. She was so confident. Yes, he felt incredible buried inside of her wet warmth. Making her full, connected to him in such a wonderful way. But she could stay still like this.

She even closes her eyes, listening to his breathing and heart beat. But soon enough, Merrick is opening her eyes when she feels him move his hand...and then he's rubbing her clit. She gasps into his neck, her hips and legs trembling as she remembers that she's not allowed to move. "Ahh...mmm..."

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“Something wrong sweetheart? Does it feel that good already darling? I’d recommend you keep still, if you’d like to cum at all tonight.” The hand slows down to a snails pace, barely moving at all. Never stopping, but moving just to tease.

“Hm..they think I’m a hitman. Not wrong, but not right. What would you think I was?”

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Merrick nods against him, simultaneously grateful and tortured when he slows down severely. She takes a few deep breaths, clutching his chest momentarily before speaking. "Ahh...yes...yes, Daddy..."

Willing herself to keep still, she focuses on what he says. Thankful for the slight distraction. She swallows hard as she tries to think.

"Ahh...w-well...it tends to be rare that a hitman would make displays out of...mmm, out of their victims. I would think...serial killer. Due to the MO, similarities between victims, the displays. Especially if I was still a DA...I'd...have more access to...information."

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Merrick was very happy that she had a pool installed in the backyard.

Especially for the wretched summer they were having. She was more than happy to put on sunscreen and lounge by the water. Or, as she was doing now, swimming laps. It was a great way to cool off and it felt good, too.

Climbing up the latter, Merrick moves her raven hair out of her face. Skin glistening, wet purple bikini clinging to her form. She looks over at her partner with a small smirk. "Having fun, darling?"

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Murdock hadn’t even realized there was a pool , but he’s been taking full advantage of it ever since. Not much for swimming though. But for the view it gives him.

Stretched out on a sun hair, Murdock sunglasses finally have a practical purpose. Both from hiding from the sun, and perhaps peeking a little too much at Merrick in the bikini. Brough out of his haze by hearing her speak, he tilts his glasses down a tad. “Oh you bet…”

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Merrick hums as she makes her way to stand at the foot of his sun chair..perhaps swaying her hips a little more than was necessary. Surprisingly, she had managed to get a little tan, a thing she didn't think possible. It was subtle, maybe a shade or two, but she had noticed.

She toes at his calf playfully. "Mmhm...my eyes are up here, amore."

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Dressed in something he thought he’d never wear, swim shorts of all things, he’s thankful for the slight amount of control he has. Taking his eyes away from the swimsuit and up to her eyes.

“I am aware. Just having a little look that’s all. Hope you don’t mind.” Murdock sits up, still using the angle to get a few peeks of her swimsuit and what’s underneath.

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"I don't mind...it is for your eyes only, after all." Merrick says over a smirk as she bites her lip. Like she didn't know damn well what this bikini would do to him. While she knew Murdock thought of her as more than a pretty face and cute body, it didn't mean she couldn't have some fun with him.

Like now, as she turns her back to him and stretches her arms above her head. Showing off her ass that wasn't fully covered by the bottoms. "Mmm, I just got out but I want to go back in already. It feels so good."

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He does try slightly to be a composed and decent person for once, not immediately eyeing her up and down at every chance. But like this, we’ll it’s like a little show. Especially when she turns around, showing off the curves of her ass. With a little grin, Murdock leans forward and gives a light spank to her ass.

“I can think of something else that could feel good. Probably better than cooling off.” He could definitely use a bit of cold water himself, but for other reasons.

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Merrick lets out a squeal when he spanks her ass, giving it a little shake but she doesn't move any closer. Actually, she takes a small step away from him.

"I don't know...that pool is absolutely divine. It would have to feel pretty good." She arches her back and turns her head slightly, having one eye on him as she runs a hand through her hair. Oh, she was in a mood today.

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“Oh petal. It’s like you forget how I make you feel. Am I truly not that memorable? That breaks my heart.” Murdock is immediately on his feet, arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her as close as possible. “Go on. Go in the pool. But you won’t cum for a whole week if you dare.”

Kissing her neck once, he lets go of her. Simply smiling and watching. One hand resting on her ass, kneading the flesh.

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The pet name immediately makes her freeze. She didn't like that tone, not one bit. Total lie. She hardly has time to think about running when his arms are suddenly around her. She leans into him but makes an indignant sound at his conditions.

"A week? But it's so hot..." She pouts, whimpering as he kisses her neck and lets go. Biting her lip again she leans back into the hand on her ass. "I'd die after a day or two, Daddy..."

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Putting his mouth to the shell of her ear, he moans into it loudly at the new title. Squeezing her ass as he rests his head on her shoulder. “Then we can go inside to cool off. I have a few new ideas..ice would be better than water, wouldn’t it?”

Keeping a leg between hers, Murdock pretends to be thinking of something. Humming quietly to her, one of his favourite concertos she’s played. “Make your choice..”

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Merrick shivers at the mere thought of it, images already coming to mind of what he would do. She nods, suddenly feeling a little breathless. The pool couldn't even hope to compare.

"I...I choose you, Daddy. Always." She turns her head to kiss his cheek, appreciating the humming as she recognized the piece of music. "Please..."

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“Alright then petal. Whatever you want.” With one move, he’s carrying her in his arms, pressing Merricks hand to the newer shade of purple on his chest. Walking into the house and setting her down on the bed.

“I’m going to have fun with you…colour?” Setting her on the bed, Murdocks quickly off again, to grab out a tray of ice cubes that were meant to be for their drinks.

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Merrick giggles and wraps her arms over his shoulders, kicking her feet a little as she presses her chest to him. Practically giddy about what was in store for her.

She bounces on the bed, fingers tracing over the blood red ink partially obscured by the strap of her bikini. "Green...I'm very good..."

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“Fucking hell darling, you look adorable like this. Just lie down, you don’t have to undress fully yet.” If taking off that outfit could count as undressing. There’s just a little bit covered, nothing more. Popping out an ice cube from the tray he hovers over her.

“You said you needed to cool down, right? Just take a nice breath..” Placing the ice on her chest, Murdock pushes it underneath the bikini top.

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"Yes, Daddy..." Merrick does as she's told and lays down, scooting up a little and positioning a pillow under her head. She makes sure to stretch out just so, arms draped over her head as she looks up at him.

She breathes in and suddenly, he's pushing an ice cube under her top. Her breathing stutters as she gasp, tilting her head back. Her skin was still sun warmed, and also warm for other reasons. "Mmm...feels good..."

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“I’m sure it does sweetheart..” Murdock leans back, tracing a finger down her chest to rest on her stomach. Softly watching over her as his fingers slide back up to her chest. Pulling the ice cube up, trailing it up to her mark.

“You chose a wonderful colour for that sweetheart..”

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The mark had become rather sensitive since Murdock gave it to her, and them with the tattoo. Gods, it had felt so good when it was inked, she had wished Murdock could do that part, too. Now the ice over it makes her shiver, her eyes glowing as she watches him.

"Thank you...I thought you would approve. Love having your mark on me..."

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“I love it. Love it so much. It looks so perfect. Fuck, can’t believe you would do that for me.” Dragging the ice cube along the edge of the mark, Murdock leans down to kiss her lips tenderly.

Eventually, he takes away the ice cube, dragging it along her collarbone. Watching the water drip from the ice against her skin. “Darling, you feel so hot..whatever’s the matter?”

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"Mmm...I'd do anything for you, amore..." Merrick lets out a huff of air before kissing him back, whimpering against his lips. Every kiss always felt like the first time, sending a thrill down her spine.

There's no shortage of noises as he moves the ice around, licking her lips. Twisting the fabric of the pillow in her fingers. She shivers as a droplet of water runs down the curve of her breast. "You...you make me feel so good, Daddy..."

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“You could kill me just the way you speak. Love it when you use your words properly. Now I know just how good I’m doing petal.” Lifting up the ice cube again, Murdock places it on her lower abdomen. Watching the cool water begin to drip down towards her bikini bottoms.

“What shall I do with you today sweetheart? I’m actually quite cold, so I’d love you to warm me.”

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Merrick gasps as the ice is set in a new spot, her hips quivering as the water moves down. One of her hands moves out to try and touch him wherever she can. Needing to feel him, to keep grounded.

His request has her whimpering, nodding as she stares up at him pleadingly. "Yes, I want to, please...don't want you to be cold, I'll keep you warm, please."

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He doesn’t try and stop her, bringing her hand to touch his mark. Moving her hand against the outline of each petal, the other pushing the ice against her skin. Watching it melt further against her until he finally takes it away.

“Good girl.” He presses the ice cube back underneath her top, quickly peeling away her bottoms and moaning quietly. “Ready for me already?”

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Merrick hums at the feel of his mark beneath her fingertips. Her mind further sinking into that hazy headspace as each second passed. She would never get enough of it, that he wanted her to mark him in such a way. To show that they belonged to one another.

The praise makes her whimper, lifting her hips up shakily as he removed the bottoms. Her face blushing at his comment as she nods. "Always...always ready for you, Daddy. Please..." She spreads her legs a little more for him, running her other hand along her thigh.

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Sitting in between her legs, Murdock puts his hand over hers. Watching intently as she already spreads her legs for him. Grabbing her thighs with both of his hands and pushing them farther apart. “Let’s get you nice and ready for Daddy’s cock them…”

Holding her legs apart, Murdock begins to eat her out like a man dying of thirst. Tongue circling her clit and flicking it. Moaning against her loudly.

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Merrick gasps and it quickly devolves into a loud moan, tilting her head back further into the pillow. Her hands immediately tangle in his hair and hold on tightly, but she lets him have his way with her. He knew well enough how to make her feel incredible.

Her hips and legs twitch as they instinctively want to close around his head, but he holds them open. She's at his mercy and fuck, she wouldn't want it any other way. "Mmm...fuck, yes, feels so good..."

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His tongue moves over her heavily, pushing into her a few times before going back to running through her folds. Sucking on her clit and humming around it. Determined to push her over the edge quickly and watch her shake.

He barely takes a breath the entire time, lapping up at her arousal every second. Switching back from sucking on her clit to fucking her with his tongue.

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The first time he pushes his tongue inside of her, Merrick is arching her back. Breath stolen from her lungs before she lets out a whine. Gods, he was relentless.

It isn't long before Merrick is pulling his hair, panting and writhing above him. He seemed determined to make her shatter apart in record time. And at this rate, she'd have no choice but to obey. "Oh Gods...mmm, yes...Daddy~..." Her lower abdomen is already tightening as her hips stutter against him.

[murdersinthemaking]

Each pull makes him moan, focusing his attention to her clit for a little longer. Feeling as her hips beginning to roll into his mouth before stopping completely. Resting his head on her thigh and looking up at her. Face and chin covered in her arousal.

“There we go. Now, it’s time for you to warm Daddy’s cock sweetheart. You’ll cum soon, I just want to see how long my darling petal can last.”

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A whine is ripped out of her when he stops, she had been so close. And then she looks down at Murdock and bites her lip at the sight of him. Merrick takes a few deep breaths and nods, only able to focus on him through her haze.

One hand is still in his hair, but she's playing with the strands between her fingers. "Mmhm...yes, Daddy. I'll be good for you, I promise...want to keep you warm."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Fuck. So obedient darling. Can’t wait to see what you’re like when you misbehave. Not even a complaint out of you yet..” Sitting back up, Murdock pats her thigh a few times before standing up. Picking up a book from the nightstand before settling back down on the bed. “That’s a good girl..has that ice melted yet?”

Stroking himself a few times, Murdock rests his head back a little bit, softly moaning. Eventually stopping so he can lift her up into his lap

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Something about what he says makes Merrick blush, looking down at her chest. The thought has crossed her mind...and she had a feeling that this would be a good test of just how obedient she could be.

She shivers with delight at the good girl, touching where the ice cube was. Not surprised to feel that it was gone, given how warm she was. "Yes...it's all gone." She's fixated on him as he strokes his cock, letting out a happy squeal as she's pulled into his lap. Wrapping her arms around him and kissing his cheek. "What are you going to read, Daddy?"

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“I think you won’t need another ice cube. Think you’ve been so perfect for me.” Running his tongue over her mark for a little bit, he simply wants to see how much he can keep teasing her for. Resting his head on Merricks shoulder for a little bit before finally deciding to move her.

“There’s a book on my kills. Some terrible crime writer with a theory on who I am. It’s on Serotonin, sits that’s the most important one.” Gripping her thighs, he lifts her up. “Ready petal?”

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"Thank you..." She murmurs softly, moaning at the feel of his tongue against her mark. Merrick grips him a little more tightly, already panting. Arousal slowly running down the inside of her thigh. The skin was so damn sensitive, and she knows that he's testing her.

She desperately wanted to be good for him. Trying to focus on his voice as he answers her question. If she wasn't currently so consumed by him, she would have more questions. But all she can do is nod quickly as he lifts her up. "Yes...yes, Daddy...I'm ready for you..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Such a good girl. You’re doing so well. I just want to see how patient you can be.” Holding her up with one hand, Murdock carefully likes her up with his cock. Running the head of his cock through her slick folds a few times before slowly pushing in.

“Go at your own pace sweetheart. Get nice and comfortable.” Now with a hand free, he begins perusing through his book. Barely making a sound as she sinks down on him.

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Merrick nods again, determined to show him that she could be patient. That she was his Good Girl who could behave and wait. As he pushes the head of his cock in, she gasps and holds onto him a little tighter. "Mmm, yes..."

Once she's given the go ahead, Merrick slowly moves down his length. She was so fucking wet for him, gliding down his cock with ease. There was a stretch but it wasn't painful in the slightest, so she doesn't stop until she's fully seated in his lap.

She's panting as she adjusts, so deliciously full as she pulses around him. She watches him look through the book, hardly making a sound as she touches his mark. After a moment, she cuddles up against him, putting her head on his shoulder with a hum. "I love you..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Hmm..” he muffles his noises as much as possible. One hand remaining on the book at all times as he watches her with hungry eyes. How she takes every inch of him so wonderfully, and he shivers as she feels her around him.

“I love you sweetheart. You’re so kind to me. Unimaginably good to me. I’m so lucky to have you petal. I can’t believe you exist, all for me to love and treasure.”

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Fuck, the way Murdock looks at her is nearly enough to be her undoing. If Merrick was going to be patient, she couldn't hold such a hungry gaze for long. She nuzzles into the crook of his neck, keeping one hand over his mark to trace the petals under her fingertips.

Humming at his words, her legs shiver as she does her best to keep still. Merrick had never done anything quite like this before. Just...keeping someone warm in this manner. But she found herself liking it, especially because it's Murdock.

"I only try and treat you the way you deserve, Daddy. As well as you treat me. You make me feel so good all the time, I want to make you feel that way, too. I feel like the lucky one..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Oh darling, you make me feel like I deserve things. That I deserve someone like you. My darling petal, who’s a miracle in my life. Such a good girl. Daddy’s going to do a little bit of reading. I’m sure there’ll be many notes that’ll have to be made on this book, so I could be a while. Can you be a good girl and keep still?”

Kissing her neck, Murdock slings his arms over her shoulders. Beginning to read and quietly sigh at the inaccuracies already. A theory he’s a hitman hired by the rich to take out other rich people, pitiful.

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Merrick smiles happily, at the praise but also because of how she makes him feel. It really was an honor, that she could be that for him. Since he was that for her. He had accessed parts of her heart that she previously thought were closed off for good.

She hums at the kiss to her neck, snuggling closer to him with a nod. "Yes, Daddy...because you deserve to have a good girl that keeps you nice and warm while you read." She kisses the crook of his neck before letting out a happy sigh and settling against him.

[murdersinthemaking]

“That’s right petal, good job..but you can’t move, no matter what.” The angle prevents her from seeing his grin, lazily flicking through the pages. Already glossing over most of it, which is horribly inaccurate. After a few minutes, he’s not even reading it anymore.

One hand snakes between them, thumb beginning to rub lazy circles around her clit. Acting like he’s still reading when the book is already shut.

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"I know, Daddy. I won't." Merrick says sweetly. She was so confident. Yes, he felt incredible buried inside of her wet warmth. Making her full, connected to him in such a wonderful way. But she could stay still like this.

She even closes her eyes, listening to his breathing and heart beat. But soon enough, Merrick is opening her eyes when she feels him move his hand...and then he's rubbing her clit. She gasps into his neck, her hips and legs trembling as she remembers that she's not allowed to move. "Ahh...mmm..."

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Merrick was very happy that she had a pool installed in the backyard.

Especially for the wretched summer they were having. She was more than happy to put on sunscreen and lounge by the water. Or, as she was doing now, swimming laps. It was a great way to cool off and it felt good, too.

Climbing up the latter, Merrick moves her raven hair out of her face. Skin glistening, wet purple bikini clinging to her form. She looks over at her partner with a small smirk. "Having fun, darling?"

[murdersinthemaking]

Murdock hadn’t even realized there was a pool , but he’s been taking full advantage of it ever since. Not much for swimming though. But for the view it gives him.

Stretched out on a sun hair, Murdock sunglasses finally have a practical purpose. Both from hiding from the sun, and perhaps peeking a little too much at Merrick in the bikini. Brough out of his haze by hearing her speak, he tilts his glasses down a tad. “Oh you bet…”

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Merrick hums as she makes her way to stand at the foot of his sun chair..perhaps swaying her hips a little more than was necessary. Surprisingly, she had managed to get a little tan, a thing she didn't think possible. It was subtle, maybe a shade or two, but she had noticed.

She toes at his calf playfully. "Mmhm...my eyes are up here, amore."

[murdersinthemaking]

Dressed in something he thought he’d never wear, swim shorts of all things, he’s thankful for the slight amount of control he has. Taking his eyes away from the swimsuit and up to her eyes.

“I am aware. Just having a little look that’s all. Hope you don’t mind.” Murdock sits up, still using the angle to get a few peeks of her swimsuit and what’s underneath.

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"I don't mind...it is for your eyes only, after all." Merrick says over a smirk as she bites her lip. Like she didn't know damn well what this bikini would do to him. While she knew Murdock thought of her as more than a pretty face and cute body, it didn't mean she couldn't have some fun with him.

Like now, as she turns her back to him and stretches her arms above her head. Showing off her ass that wasn't fully covered by the bottoms. "Mmm, I just got out but I want to go back in already. It feels so good."

[murdersinthemaking]

He does try slightly to be a composed and decent person for once, not immediately eyeing her up and down at every chance. But like this, we’ll it’s like a little show. Especially when she turns around, showing off the curves of her ass. With a little grin, Murdock leans forward and gives a light spank to her ass.

“I can think of something else that could feel good. Probably better than cooling off.” He could definitely use a bit of cold water himself, but for other reasons.

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Merrick lets out a squeal when he spanks her ass, giving it a little shake but she doesn't move any closer. Actually, she takes a small step away from him.

"I don't know...that pool is absolutely divine. It would have to feel pretty good." She arches her back and turns her head slightly, having one eye on him as she runs a hand through her hair. Oh, she was in a mood today.

[murdersinthemaking]

“Oh petal. It’s like you forget how I make you feel. Am I truly not that memorable? That breaks my heart.” Murdock is immediately on his feet, arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her as close as possible. “Go on. Go in the pool. But you won’t cum for a whole week if you dare.”

Kissing her neck once, he lets go of her. Simply smiling and watching. One hand resting on her ass, kneading the flesh.

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The pet name immediately makes her freeze. She didn't like that tone, not one bit. Total lie. She hardly has time to think about running when his arms are suddenly around her. She leans into him but makes an indignant sound at his conditions.

"A week? But it's so hot..." She pouts, whimpering as he kisses her neck and lets go. Biting her lip again she leans back into the hand on her ass. "I'd die after a day or two, Daddy..."

[murdersinthemaking]

Putting his mouth to the shell of her ear, he moans into it loudly at the new title. Squeezing her ass as he rests his head on her shoulder. “Then we can go inside to cool off. I have a few new ideas..ice would be better than water, wouldn’t it?”

Keeping a leg between hers, Murdock pretends to be thinking of something. Humming quietly to her, one of his favourite concertos she’s played. “Make your choice..”

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Merrick shivers at the mere thought of it, images already coming to mind of what he would do. She nods, suddenly feeling a little breathless. The pool couldn't even hope to compare.

"I...I choose you, Daddy. Always." She turns her head to kiss his cheek, appreciating the humming as she recognized the piece of music. "Please..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Alright then petal. Whatever you want.” With one move, he’s carrying her in his arms, pressing Merricks hand to the newer shade of purple on his chest. Walking into the house and setting her down on the bed.

“I’m going to have fun with you…colour?” Setting her on the bed, Murdocks quickly off again, to grab out a tray of ice cubes that were meant to be for their drinks.

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Merrick giggles and wraps her arms over his shoulders, kicking her feet a little as she presses her chest to him. Practically giddy about what was in store for her.

She bounces on the bed, fingers tracing over the blood red ink partially obscured by the strap of her bikini. "Green...I'm very good..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Fucking hell darling, you look adorable like this. Just lie down, you don’t have to undress fully yet.” If taking off that outfit could count as undressing. There’s just a little bit covered, nothing more. Popping out an ice cube from the tray he hovers over her.

“You said you needed to cool down, right? Just take a nice breath..” Placing the ice on her chest, Murdock pushes it underneath the bikini top.

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"Yes, Daddy..." Merrick does as she's told and lays down, scooting up a little and positioning a pillow under her head. She makes sure to stretch out just so, arms draped over her head as she looks up at him.

She breathes in and suddenly, he's pushing an ice cube under her top. Her breathing stutters as she gasp, tilting her head back. Her skin was still sun warmed, and also warm for other reasons. "Mmm...feels good..."

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“I’m sure it does sweetheart..” Murdock leans back, tracing a finger down her chest to rest on her stomach. Softly watching over her as his fingers slide back up to her chest. Pulling the ice cube up, trailing it up to her mark.

“You chose a wonderful colour for that sweetheart..”

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The mark had become rather sensitive since Murdock gave it to her, and them with the tattoo. Gods, it had felt so good when it was inked, she had wished Murdock could do that part, too. Now the ice over it makes her shiver, her eyes glowing as she watches him.

"Thank you...I thought you would approve. Love having your mark on me..."

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“I love it. Love it so much. It looks so perfect. Fuck, can’t believe you would do that for me.” Dragging the ice cube along the edge of the mark, Murdock leans down to kiss her lips tenderly.

Eventually, he takes away the ice cube, dragging it along her collarbone. Watching the water drip from the ice against her skin. “Darling, you feel so hot..whatever’s the matter?”

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"Mmm...I'd do anything for you, amore..." Merrick lets out a huff of air before kissing him back, whimpering against his lips. Every kiss always felt like the first time, sending a thrill down her spine.

There's no shortage of noises as he moves the ice around, licking her lips. Twisting the fabric of the pillow in her fingers. She shivers as a droplet of water runs down the curve of her breast. "You...you make me feel so good, Daddy..."

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“You could kill me just the way you speak. Love it when you use your words properly. Now I know just how good I’m doing petal.” Lifting up the ice cube again, Murdock places it on her lower abdomen. Watching the cool water begin to drip down towards her bikini bottoms.

“What shall I do with you today sweetheart? I’m actually quite cold, so I’d love you to warm me.”

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Merrick gasps as the ice is set in a new spot, her hips quivering as the water moves down. One of her hands moves out to try and touch him wherever she can. Needing to feel him, to keep grounded.

His request has her whimpering, nodding as she stares up at him pleadingly. "Yes, I want to, please...don't want you to be cold, I'll keep you warm, please."

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He doesn’t try and stop her, bringing her hand to touch his mark. Moving her hand against the outline of each petal, the other pushing the ice against her skin. Watching it melt further against her until he finally takes it away.

“Good girl.” He presses the ice cube back underneath her top, quickly peeling away her bottoms and moaning quietly. “Ready for me already?”

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Merrick hums at the feel of his mark beneath her fingertips. Her mind further sinking into that hazy headspace as each second passed. She would never get enough of it, that he wanted her to mark him in such a way. To show that they belonged to one another.

The praise makes her whimper, lifting her hips up shakily as he removed the bottoms. Her face blushing at his comment as she nods. "Always...always ready for you, Daddy. Please..." She spreads her legs a little more for him, running her other hand along her thigh.

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Sitting in between her legs, Murdock puts his hand over hers. Watching intently as she already spreads her legs for him. Grabbing her thighs with both of his hands and pushing them farther apart. “Let’s get you nice and ready for Daddy’s cock them…”

Holding her legs apart, Murdock begins to eat her out like a man dying of thirst. Tongue circling her clit and flicking it. Moaning against her loudly.

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Merrick gasps and it quickly devolves into a loud moan, tilting her head back further into the pillow. Her hands immediately tangle in his hair and hold on tightly, but she lets him have his way with her. He knew well enough how to make her feel incredible.

Her hips and legs twitch as they instinctively want to close around his head, but he holds them open. She's at his mercy and fuck, she wouldn't want it any other way. "Mmm...fuck, yes, feels so good..."

[murdersinthemaking]

His tongue moves over her heavily, pushing into her a few times before going back to running through her folds. Sucking on her clit and humming around it. Determined to push her over the edge quickly and watch her shake.

He barely takes a breath the entire time, lapping up at her arousal every second. Switching back from sucking on her clit to fucking her with his tongue.

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The first time he pushes his tongue inside of her, Merrick is arching her back. Breath stolen from her lungs before she lets out a whine. Gods, he was relentless.

It isn't long before Merrick is pulling his hair, panting and writhing above him. He seemed determined to make her shatter apart in record time. And at this rate, she'd have no choice but to obey. "Oh Gods...mmm, yes...Daddy~..." Her lower abdomen is already tightening as her hips stutter against him.

[murdersinthemaking]

Each pull makes him moan, focusing his attention to her clit for a little longer. Feeling as her hips beginning to roll into his mouth before stopping completely. Resting his head on her thigh and looking up at her. Face and chin covered in her arousal.

“There we go. Now, it’s time for you to warm Daddy’s cock sweetheart. You’ll cum soon, I just want to see how long my darling petal can last.”

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A whine is ripped out of her when he stops, she had been so close. And then she looks down at Murdock and bites her lip at the sight of him. Merrick takes a few deep breaths and nods, only able to focus on him through her haze.

One hand is still in his hair, but she's playing with the strands between her fingers. "Mmhm...yes, Daddy. I'll be good for you, I promise...want to keep you warm."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Fuck. So obedient darling. Can’t wait to see what you’re like when you misbehave. Not even a complaint out of you yet..” Sitting back up, Murdock pats her thigh a few times before standing up. Picking up a book from the nightstand before settling back down on the bed. “That’s a good girl..has that ice melted yet?”

Stroking himself a few times, Murdock rests his head back a little bit, softly moaning. Eventually stopping so he can lift her up into his lap

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Something about what he says makes Merrick blush, looking down at her chest. The thought has crossed her mind...and she had a feeling that this would be a good test of just how obedient she could be.

She shivers with delight at the good girl, touching where the ice cube was. Not surprised to feel that it was gone, given how warm she was. "Yes...it's all gone." She's fixated on him as he strokes his cock, letting out a happy squeal as she's pulled into his lap. Wrapping her arms around him and kissing his cheek. "What are you going to read, Daddy?"

[murdersinthemaking]

“I think you won’t need another ice cube. Think you’ve been so perfect for me.” Running his tongue over her mark for a little bit, he simply wants to see how much he can keep teasing her for. Resting his head on Merricks shoulder for a little bit before finally deciding to move her.

“There’s a book on my kills. Some terrible crime writer with a theory on who I am. It’s on Serotonin, sits that’s the most important one.” Gripping her thighs, he lifts her up. “Ready petal?”

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"Thank you..." She murmurs softly, moaning at the feel of his tongue against her mark. Merrick grips him a little more tightly, already panting. Arousal slowly running down the inside of her thigh. The skin was so damn sensitive, and she knows that he's testing her.

She desperately wanted to be good for him. Trying to focus on his voice as he answers her question. If she wasn't currently so consumed by him, she would have more questions. But all she can do is nod quickly as he lifts her up. "Yes...yes, Daddy...I'm ready for you..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Such a good girl. You’re doing so well. I just want to see how patient you can be.” Holding her up with one hand, Murdock carefully likes her up with his cock. Running the head of his cock through her slick folds a few times before slowly pushing in.

“Go at your own pace sweetheart. Get nice and comfortable.” Now with a hand free, he begins perusing through his book. Barely making a sound as she sinks down on him.

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Merrick nods again, determined to show him that she could be patient. That she was his Good Girl who could behave and wait. As he pushes the head of his cock in, she gasps and holds onto him a little tighter. "Mmm, yes..."

Once she's given the go ahead, Merrick slowly moves down his length. She was so fucking wet for him, gliding down his cock with ease. There was a stretch but it wasn't painful in the slightest, so she doesn't stop until she's fully seated in his lap.

She's panting as she adjusts, so deliciously full as she pulses around him. She watches him look through the book, hardly making a sound as she touches his mark. After a moment, she cuddles up against him, putting her head on his shoulder with a hum. "I love you..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Hmm..” he muffles his noises as much as possible. One hand remaining on the book at all times as he watches her with hungry eyes. How she takes every inch of him so wonderfully, and he shivers as she feels her around him.

“I love you sweetheart. You’re so kind to me. Unimaginably good to me. I’m so lucky to have you petal. I can’t believe you exist, all for me to love and treasure.”

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Fuck, the way Murdock looks at her is nearly enough to be her undoing. If Merrick was going to be patient, she couldn't hold such a hungry gaze for long. She nuzzles into the crook of his neck, keeping one hand over his mark to trace the petals under her fingertips.

Humming at his words, her legs shiver as she does her best to keep still. Merrick had never done anything quite like this before. Just...keeping someone warm in this manner. But she found herself liking it, especially because it's Murdock.

"I only try and treat you the way you deserve, Daddy. As well as you treat me. You make me feel so good all the time, I want to make you feel that way, too. I feel like the lucky one..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Oh darling, you make me feel like I deserve things. That I deserve someone like you. My darling petal, who’s a miracle in my life. Such a good girl. Daddy’s going to do a little bit of reading. I’m sure there’ll be many notes that’ll have to be made on this book, so I could be a while. Can you be a good girl and keep still?”

Kissing her neck, Murdock slings his arms over her shoulders. Beginning to read and quietly sigh at the inaccuracies already. A theory he’s a hitman hired by the rich to take out other rich people, pitiful.

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Merrick smiles happily, at the praise but also because of how she makes him feel. It really was an honor, that she could be that for him. Since he was that for her. He had accessed parts of her heart that she previously thought were closed off for good.

She hums at the kiss to her neck, snuggling closer to him with a nod. "Yes, Daddy...because you deserve to have a good girl that keeps you nice and warm while you read." She kisses the crook of his neck before letting out a happy sigh and settling against him.

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Merrick was very happy that she had a pool installed in the backyard.

Especially for the wretched summer they were having. She was more than happy to put on sunscreen and lounge by the water. Or, as she was doing now, swimming laps. It was a great way to cool off and it felt good, too.

Climbing up the latter, Merrick moves her raven hair out of her face. Skin glistening, wet purple bikini clinging to her form. She looks over at her partner with a small smirk. "Having fun, darling?"

[murdersinthemaking]

Murdock hadn’t even realized there was a pool , but he’s been taking full advantage of it ever since. Not much for swimming though. But for the view it gives him.

Stretched out on a sun hair, Murdock sunglasses finally have a practical purpose. Both from hiding from the sun, and perhaps peeking a little too much at Merrick in the bikini. Brough out of his haze by hearing her speak, he tilts his glasses down a tad. “Oh you bet…”

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Merrick hums as she makes her way to stand at the foot of his sun chair..perhaps swaying her hips a little more than was necessary. Surprisingly, she had managed to get a little tan, a thing she didn't think possible. It was subtle, maybe a shade or two, but she had noticed.

She toes at his calf playfully. "Mmhm...my eyes are up here, amore."

[murdersinthemaking]

Dressed in something he thought he’d never wear, swim shorts of all things, he’s thankful for the slight amount of control he has. Taking his eyes away from the swimsuit and up to her eyes.

“I am aware. Just having a little look that’s all. Hope you don’t mind.” Murdock sits up, still using the angle to get a few peeks of her swimsuit and what’s underneath.

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"I don't mind...it is for your eyes only, after all." Merrick says over a smirk as she bites her lip. Like she didn't know damn well what this bikini would do to him. While she knew Murdock thought of her as more than a pretty face and cute body, it didn't mean she couldn't have some fun with him.

Like now, as she turns her back to him and stretches her arms above her head. Showing off her ass that wasn't fully covered by the bottoms. "Mmm, I just got out but I want to go back in already. It feels so good."

[murdersinthemaking]

He does try slightly to be a composed and decent person for once, not immediately eyeing her up and down at every chance. But like this, we’ll it’s like a little show. Especially when she turns around, showing off the curves of her ass. With a little grin, Murdock leans forward and gives a light spank to her ass.

“I can think of something else that could feel good. Probably better than cooling off.” He could definitely use a bit of cold water himself, but for other reasons.

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Merrick lets out a squeal when he spanks her ass, giving it a little shake but she doesn't move any closer. Actually, she takes a small step away from him.

"I don't know...that pool is absolutely divine. It would have to feel pretty good." She arches her back and turns her head slightly, having one eye on him as she runs a hand through her hair. Oh, she was in a mood today.

[murdersinthemaking]

“Oh petal. It’s like you forget how I make you feel. Am I truly not that memorable? That breaks my heart.” Murdock is immediately on his feet, arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her as close as possible. “Go on. Go in the pool. But you won’t cum for a whole week if you dare.”

Kissing her neck once, he lets go of her. Simply smiling and watching. One hand resting on her ass, kneading the flesh.

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The pet name immediately makes her freeze. She didn't like that tone, not one bit. Total lie. She hardly has time to think about running when his arms are suddenly around her. She leans into him but makes an indignant sound at his conditions.

"A week? But it's so hot..." She pouts, whimpering as he kisses her neck and lets go. Biting her lip again she leans back into the hand on her ass. "I'd die after a day or two, Daddy..."

[murdersinthemaking]

Putting his mouth to the shell of her ear, he moans into it loudly at the new title. Squeezing her ass as he rests his head on her shoulder. “Then we can go inside to cool off. I have a few new ideas..ice would be better than water, wouldn’t it?”

Keeping a leg between hers, Murdock pretends to be thinking of something. Humming quietly to her, one of his favourite concertos she’s played. “Make your choice..”

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Merrick shivers at the mere thought of it, images already coming to mind of what he would do. She nods, suddenly feeling a little breathless. The pool couldn't even hope to compare.

"I...I choose you, Daddy. Always." She turns her head to kiss his cheek, appreciating the humming as she recognized the piece of music. "Please..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Alright then petal. Whatever you want.” With one move, he’s carrying her in his arms, pressing Merricks hand to the newer shade of purple on his chest. Walking into the house and setting her down on the bed.

“I’m going to have fun with you…colour?” Setting her on the bed, Murdocks quickly off again, to grab out a tray of ice cubes that were meant to be for their drinks.

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Merrick giggles and wraps her arms over his shoulders, kicking her feet a little as she presses her chest to him. Practically giddy about what was in store for her.

She bounces on the bed, fingers tracing over the blood red ink partially obscured by the strap of her bikini. "Green...I'm very good..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Fucking hell darling, you look adorable like this. Just lie down, you don’t have to undress fully yet.” If taking off that outfit could count as undressing. There’s just a little bit covered, nothing more. Popping out an ice cube from the tray he hovers over her.

“You said you needed to cool down, right? Just take a nice breath..” Placing the ice on her chest, Murdock pushes it underneath the bikini top.

[the-merrick-archives]

"Yes, Daddy..." Merrick does as she's told and lays down, scooting up a little and positioning a pillow under her head. She makes sure to stretch out just so, arms draped over her head as she looks up at him.

She breathes in and suddenly, he's pushing an ice cube under her top. Her breathing stutters as she gasp, tilting her head back. Her skin was still sun warmed, and also warm for other reasons. "Mmm...feels good..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“I’m sure it does sweetheart..” Murdock leans back, tracing a finger down her chest to rest on her stomach. Softly watching over her as his fingers slide back up to her chest. Pulling the ice cube up, trailing it up to her mark.

“You chose a wonderful colour for that sweetheart..”

[the-merrick-archives]

The mark had become rather sensitive since Murdock gave it to her, and them with the tattoo. Gods, it had felt so good when it was inked, she had wished Murdock could do that part, too. Now the ice over it makes her shiver, her eyes glowing as she watches him.

"Thank you...I thought you would approve. Love having your mark on me..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“I love it. Love it so much. It looks so perfect. Fuck, can’t believe you would do that for me.” Dragging the ice cube along the edge of the mark, Murdock leans down to kiss her lips tenderly.

Eventually, he takes away the ice cube, dragging it along her collarbone. Watching the water drip from the ice against her skin. “Darling, you feel so hot..whatever’s the matter?”

[the-merrick-archives]

"Mmm...I'd do anything for you, amore..." Merrick lets out a huff of air before kissing him back, whimpering against his lips. Every kiss always felt like the first time, sending a thrill down her spine.

There's no shortage of noises as he moves the ice around, licking her lips. Twisting the fabric of the pillow in her fingers. She shivers as a droplet of water runs down the curve of her breast. "You...you make me feel so good, Daddy..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“You could kill me just the way you speak. Love it when you use your words properly. Now I know just how good I’m doing petal.” Lifting up the ice cube again, Murdock places it on her lower abdomen. Watching the cool water begin to drip down towards her bikini bottoms.

“What shall I do with you today sweetheart? I’m actually quite cold, so I’d love you to warm me.”

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick gasps as the ice is set in a new spot, her hips quivering as the water moves down. One of her hands moves out to try and touch him wherever she can. Needing to feel him, to keep grounded.

His request has her whimpering, nodding as she stares up at him pleadingly. "Yes, I want to, please...don't want you to be cold, I'll keep you warm, please."

[murdersinthemaking]

He doesn’t try and stop her, bringing her hand to touch his mark. Moving her hand against the outline of each petal, the other pushing the ice against her skin. Watching it melt further against her until he finally takes it away.

“Good girl.” He presses the ice cube back underneath her top, quickly peeling away her bottoms and moaning quietly. “Ready for me already?”

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick hums at the feel of his mark beneath her fingertips. Her mind further sinking into that hazy headspace as each second passed. She would never get enough of it, that he wanted her to mark him in such a way. To show that they belonged to one another.

The praise makes her whimper, lifting her hips up shakily as he removed the bottoms. Her face blushing at his comment as she nods. "Always...always ready for you, Daddy. Please..." She spreads her legs a little more for him, running her other hand along her thigh.

[murdersinthemaking]

Sitting in between her legs, Murdock puts his hand over hers. Watching intently as she already spreads her legs for him. Grabbing her thighs with both of his hands and pushing them farther apart. “Let’s get you nice and ready for Daddy’s cock them…”

Holding her legs apart, Murdock begins to eat her out like a man dying of thirst. Tongue circling her clit and flicking it. Moaning against her loudly.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick gasps and it quickly devolves into a loud moan, tilting her head back further into the pillow. Her hands immediately tangle in his hair and hold on tightly, but she lets him have his way with her. He knew well enough how to make her feel incredible.

Her hips and legs twitch as they instinctively want to close around his head, but he holds them open. She's at his mercy and fuck, she wouldn't want it any other way. "Mmm...fuck, yes, feels so good..."

[murdersinthemaking]

His tongue moves over her heavily, pushing into her a few times before going back to running through her folds. Sucking on her clit and humming around it. Determined to push her over the edge quickly and watch her shake.

He barely takes a breath the entire time, lapping up at her arousal every second. Switching back from sucking on her clit to fucking her with his tongue.

[the-merrick-archives]

The first time he pushes his tongue inside of her, Merrick is arching her back. Breath stolen from her lungs before she lets out a whine. Gods, he was relentless.

It isn't long before Merrick is pulling his hair, panting and writhing above him. He seemed determined to make her shatter apart in record time. And at this rate, she'd have no choice but to obey. "Oh Gods...mmm, yes...Daddy~..." Her lower abdomen is already tightening as her hips stutter against him.

[murdersinthemaking]

Each pull makes him moan, focusing his attention to her clit for a little longer. Feeling as her hips beginning to roll into his mouth before stopping completely. Resting his head on her thigh and looking up at her. Face and chin covered in her arousal.

“There we go. Now, it’s time for you to warm Daddy’s cock sweetheart. You’ll cum soon, I just want to see how long my darling petal can last.”

[the-merrick-archives]

A whine is ripped out of her when he stops, she had been so close. And then she looks down at Murdock and bites her lip at the sight of him. Merrick takes a few deep breaths and nods, only able to focus on him through her haze.

One hand is still in his hair, but she's playing with the strands between her fingers. "Mmhm...yes, Daddy. I'll be good for you, I promise...want to keep you warm."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Fuck. So obedient darling. Can’t wait to see what you’re like when you misbehave. Not even a complaint out of you yet..” Sitting back up, Murdock pats her thigh a few times before standing up. Picking up a book from the nightstand before settling back down on the bed. “That’s a good girl..has that ice melted yet?”

Stroking himself a few times, Murdock rests his head back a little bit, softly moaning. Eventually stopping so he can lift her up into his lap

[the-merrick-archives]

Something about what he says makes Merrick blush, looking down at her chest. The thought has crossed her mind...and she had a feeling that this would be a good test of just how obedient she could be.

She shivers with delight at the good girl, touching where the ice cube was. Not surprised to feel that it was gone, given how warm she was. "Yes...it's all gone." She's fixated on him as he strokes his cock, letting out a happy squeal as she's pulled into his lap. Wrapping her arms around him and kissing his cheek. "What are you going to read, Daddy?"

[murdersinthemaking]

“I think you won’t need another ice cube. Think you’ve been so perfect for me.” Running his tongue over her mark for a little bit, he simply wants to see how much he can keep teasing her for. Resting his head on Merricks shoulder for a little bit before finally deciding to move her.

“There’s a book on my kills. Some terrible crime writer with a theory on who I am. It’s on Serotonin, sits that’s the most important one.” Gripping her thighs, he lifts her up. “Ready petal?”

[the-merrick-archives]

"Thank you..." She murmurs softly, moaning at the feel of his tongue against her mark. Merrick grips him a little more tightly, already panting. Arousal slowly running down the inside of her thigh. The skin was so damn sensitive, and she knows that he's testing her.

She desperately wanted to be good for him. Trying to focus on his voice as he answers her question. If she wasn't currently so consumed by him, she would have more questions. But all she can do is nod quickly as he lifts her up. "Yes...yes, Daddy...I'm ready for you..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Such a good girl. You’re doing so well. I just want to see how patient you can be.” Holding her up with one hand, Murdock carefully likes her up with his cock. Running the head of his cock through her slick folds a few times before slowly pushing in.

“Go at your own pace sweetheart. Get nice and comfortable.” Now with a hand free, he begins perusing through his book. Barely making a sound as she sinks down on him.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick nods again, determined to show him that she could be patient. That she was his Good Girl who could behave and wait. As he pushes the head of his cock in, she gasps and holds onto him a little tighter. "Mmm, yes..."

Once she's given the go ahead, Merrick slowly moves down his length. She was so fucking wet for him, gliding down his cock with ease. There was a stretch but it wasn't painful in the slightest, so she doesn't stop until she's fully seated in his lap.

She's panting as she adjusts, so deliciously full as she pulses around him. She watches him look through the book, hardly making a sound as she touches his mark. After a moment, she cuddles up against him, putting her head on his shoulder with a hum. "I love you..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Hmm..” he muffles his noises as much as possible. One hand remaining on the book at all times as he watches her with hungry eyes. How she takes every inch of him so wonderfully, and he shivers as she feels her around him.

“I love you sweetheart. You’re so kind to me. Unimaginably good to me. I’m so lucky to have you petal. I can’t believe you exist, all for me to love and treasure.”

[the-merrick-archives]

Fuck, the way Murdock looks at her is nearly enough to be her undoing. If Merrick was going to be patient, she couldn't hold such a hungry gaze for long. She nuzzles into the crook of his neck, keeping one hand over his mark to trace the petals under her fingertips.

Humming at his words, her legs shiver as she does her best to keep still. Merrick had never done anything quite like this before. Just...keeping someone warm in this manner. But she found herself liking it, especially because it's Murdock.

"I only try and treat you the way you deserve, Daddy. As well as you treat me. You make me feel so good all the time, I want to make you feel that way, too. I feel like the lucky one..."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick was very happy that she had a pool installed in the backyard.

Especially for the wretched summer they were having. She was more than happy to put on sunscreen and lounge by the water. Or, as she was doing now, swimming laps. It was a great way to cool off and it felt good, too.

Climbing up the latter, Merrick moves her raven hair out of her face. Skin glistening, wet purple bikini clinging to her form. She looks over at her partner with a small smirk. "Having fun, darling?"

[carnivalofchaos]

Wil was never exactly one for hot weather. Feeling all icky and sweaty just wasn't his thing.

Which is why he preferred to stay inside for the most part. Lounging about, letting himself potato around the various rooms. Merricks house was lovely for such an activity. Places to lay down, to sit and take a nice nap, anything really.

He was aware of her activities outside, her saying that she would be swimming about in her new pool. Eventually, he decided to be helpful. What would be more helpful than a nice drink to cool down with?

He stepped out the back door, a bottle of water in one hand, and a Pina Colada slush in the other. "Oh, dearest, I have your- ooooooh..." he was glad he didn't drop the drinks. Holy shit.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick grins at his reaction, always loving how expressive he was. Every time, it was like the first time he's seen her in something...appealing. She slowly walks toward him, stopping just a couple feet away with a hand on her hip.

"You're so sweet, darling. Thank you." She runs her hand back through her hair again. Her fair skin had received a slight tan, nothing much but a pleasant surprise nonetheless. Gentle trails of water run down her chest and abdomen.

[carnivalofchaos]

He's been rendered speechless. His brain haywire. God, why must she be so perfect all the time? His mouth opens, but no words come out, just a weak breath and a weird 'uhhhh'.

He carefully steps forward, amking sure to keep his eyes up... and not looking at her stunning body. Definitely not subtly glacing at her glistening form. Or salivating at the way the water runs down her skin. Yep, definitely not doing that.

When he's close enough, he has her the Pina colada, and decides that maybe he needs the water more than her. Taking a long sip from the bottle.

[the-merrick-archives]

Oh, Wilford was in trouble. Merrick actually bites her lip when she hears the sound that comes out of him. She could be merciless, exploiting every possible weakness in her opponent, for many decades. In the courtroom, when dispensing her own brand of justice...and in other matters.

She doesn't look away from him as he gets closer, fingers gently trailing against his as she grabs the drink. Taking her time to sip from the straw. As he drinks the water, she rests a hand over his chest. "Goodness...someone's thirsty." She says in a sultry tone, keeping her face as innocent as possible.

[carnivalofchaos]

Wil stops drinking, choking on the water already in his mouth as it goes down the wrong tube. He's sent into a coughing fit, hitting his chest as he coughs up the water.

Hes catching his breath now, hands on his knees as he gets the air he so desperately needs. Of course she has to talk like that, like she didn't know what she was doing. What else would she do, have mercy on his soul? As if.

[the-merrick-archives]

Uh oh. Merrick was expecting a spit take, not that she would make him choke. Setting the drink down on a nearby table, she quickly moves closer to him and rubs his upper back.

"Oh no, darling, I'm so sorry...are you alright?" Both of her hands are on him now, really wanting to make sure he was okay. Not even noticing how close his face was to her chest, now that he was leaning down with his hands on his knees.

[carnivalofchaos]

He's red in the face for a variety of reasons. Another small coughing fit happens before he's able to answer her. "I'm okay, pumpkin... just caught me by surprise is all... ow." He said as he clutched his chest.

It takes another moment for him to have the guts to open his eyes again. And of fucking course he's met with her chest. Because why wouldn't he be? "My dear, I already can't breathe, you standing in my field of vision is going to give me a heart attack."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick was threading her fingers through his hair, wanting to comfort him however she could. Even if he said he was okay, she still felt bad. At least a little bit.

"Oh...oh! Well, we wouldn't want that." She backs away a couple of steps with a chuckle, the apples of her cheeks tinged pink. And not from the sun. A subtle heat was making her feel flushed, how strongly he reacted to her. Always making her feel like a Goddess.

"Would you like to join me? The water is absolutely divine..." Merrick turns to walk back to the pool...half of her ass out on display thanks to the cut of the bikini. She crouches down before sitting on the edge, splashing at the water with her feet.

[carnivalofchaos]

When she's a safe distance away, he brings himself back to his full height, wiping his mouth off. Maybe that would finally teach her to stop being so sexy all the time. She had a grip of his mortality.

He looks back at her while she's not looking, watching her walk away. Fuck, her ass... to think that she could just wear that Bikini around like it was nothing, showing herself off like that. God damn, and he thought lingerie was hot.

Unable to deny such an offer, with a snap of his fingers, he's changed into a pair of pink swin shorts, and a yellow tank top. He makes his way over, and sits next to her, feet kicking about in the water. She was right, it did feel nice. "...you look beautiful..." He says quietly, as if it was a secret.

[the-merrick-archives]

Her back and arms are straight, palms nearly flat on the decorative stone as she continues to gently kick at the water. Merrick looks up as he moves to sit down next to her, smiling fondly. He had decided to keep her company after all.

She's watching the ripples in the water when he compliments her, turning her head to gaze at him. Gods, he was handsome. There was just enough sunlight filtering through scarce shade, casting him in a nice light.

"Thank you, amore...you're rather handsome yourself." She toes at his calf playfully before leaning back on her hands, shaking her hair out a little. "Gods, it's been so hot lately. I already want to jump back in."

[carnivalofchaos]

The water was a pretty crystal blue. Cooling his legs. He takes a deep breath, the smell of chlorine and fresh air mixing together. In the back of his head, there was a memory of such smell. A pool, and he dove in, no hesitation. It wasn't that strong of a memory, but it was there nonetheless.

Merrick was stunning as always. Even when she wasn't trying to be, Wil just couldn't get enough of her. Like right now... how she looked in her element. Sitting pretty as she kicked the water around.

"...would you go for a swim with me?" He asked, laying one of his hands atop one of her own.

[the-merrick-archives]

If Merrick thought about it hard enough, she would remember, too. Her first clue that strange things were afoot. A colonel that she wasn't sure if she liked or not...

But none of that mattered. She knew she liked Wilford. That she loved him. Feeling the hand on her own, Merrick turns to look at him, a fond smile slowly forming. Turning her body, her other hand touches his cheek before she's leaning even closer. Until her lips are pressing against his.

She stays for a moment, eyes closed, merely enjoying the closeness. The warmth of his lips against hers that were slightly cooler. Then she parts, gazing into his eyes. "I'd love to..." One more peck and she hops into the water with a giggle.

[carnivalofchaos]

Every time he kissed Merrick felt like the first time. The feeling that ran through his body, reminding him of just how much he loved her. That she was the best thing in his life in a long time. Reminding himself that he had to treat her right.

He savors the kiss while he can before she parts. Then he's watching her swim away. He looks out at her fondly. She looked so happy... that smile could light up a room with how bright it was.

Not wanting to leave her alone,Wilford makes quick work of peeling off his shirt and tossing it to the side, before popping into the water, and letting himself float on the surface.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick pops up from the water a few feet away with a gasp, shaking her hair out of her face. She had nearly forgotten how much she loved to swim until she finally did it again. But as she wipes the water from her face, whatever thoughts that were in her brain are suddenly gone.

Wilford was in the pool, and his shirt was gone. His chest, bare and wet, out on full display as she stares at him. Ah, so that's how that felt, huh? Biting her lip, she moves closer to him until she can reach out and run her hand along his chest with a pleased hum.

"My love...are you trying to give me a heart attack now? I suppose I would deserve such treatment...and what a way to go."

[carnivalofchaos]

The water is nice and cold, and gets that horrible icky feeling off of his skin. He feels genuinely relaxed, squinting up at the summer sky. Maybe he could fall asleep like this, floating on the water. Though he wouldn't exactly be fond of certain areas becoming crispy, and others not.

Spewking of which, Merrick comes along and touches his chest, and he can't help but smile. "Maybe now you finally see what you do to me, dearest... though I'd much rather die by your hand than you by mine."

A wet hand comes up to brush a stray strand of hair out of Merricks face, before cupping her cheek. "I love you, my honeybun."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick grins happily, and if her smile could light up a room, it was only because Wilford made it so. Never had her smile been quite as big and genuine until he came into her life. Filling her heart with love and a happiness she didn't think she could enjoy again.

Leaning into his touch, Merrick kisses the tip of his nose. "I love you too, my heart. And I only wish for you to see what is utterly yours. A sight for your eyes only." She presses her lips together, trying not to giggle. "And yes, you are also incredibly adorable when you get all flustered."

[carnivalofchaos]

There it was again. That smile. That smile lit up his life for the better. If only his memory wasn't so cruel, maybe then he'd be able to remember it every day for the rest of his life. Maybe that's what made him fall in love with her... that smile.

"I understand that it's mine, but everytime you remind me... it feels like the first time all over again." If he was being honest, he still didn't know how he'd managed to score such a lovely woman. How he'd lucked out so hard. "You're one to behold... and how I managed my way into your heart will remain a mystery."

[the-merrick-archives]

"Such a wonderful thing to hear. I wouldn't want you to be getting bored of me already." It's said in jest, but Merrick would be lying if she said such thoughts hadn't ever crossed her mind. It was thanks to her jaded point of view, no doubt. Even if she believe Wilford would treat her that way, anxiety could be a real bitch.

"I'll happily spend my days helping you solve that mystery, my darling. Remind you that you are a good man." Both of her hands run over himnow, pressing a lingering kiss on his shoulder before gazing into his face. "You make me happy...giddy, even. Which I didn't even think was possible."

[carnivalofchaos]

"Oh, but I could never grow bored of you, my dear. How could I ever grow bored of something so lovely?" And that was certainly saying something. His attention span was one of the worst out there. Not to mention his reputation. But Merrick was different. In many ways. Wil was completely dedicated to her. Dedicated in a way he didn't think he had in him anymore until he met her.

Even in the summer sun, her hands are cold. Not that he had a problem with that, they were quite refreshing. "Then I'll gladly spend the rest of my days by your side if it means you feel that happiness. It's what you deserve."

[the-merrick-archives]

...the rest of my days...

It's a statement that made Merrick's heart leap in her chest. If he was anything like her, that would be quite a few days indeed. And he wanted to spend them with her. Did she deserve such a thing? To have someone so devoted to her? Someone who felt the same way she did?

It was hard to imagine, yet here he was. "I couldn't ask for better company..." She murmurs, just wanting to be near him. "Um...I have a request, if you can do it. Would you be able to summon a big pool floaty we could cuddle on?" Her eyes practically light up as she asks. She's seen what he's capable of and she couldn't help but ask.

[carnivalofchaos]

He smirks at her, and points behind her. "You mean like that one over there?"

Behind Merrick, is Wil floating along in what appeared to be a popsicle. In one hand, he nursed his own popsicle, pink juice running down the corners of his mouth. Not that he seemed to care.

Looking over to her, he gives her a beckoning finger. "Come join me, my love. Lay in the sun with me, let me hold you."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick was used to Wilford suddenly being in another place, but she still couldn't help but look back...nope, he was gone. Giggling, she wades over to him and jumps in, seeming to float for a couple seconds before gently landing on her side next to him.

"Gods, this is perfect...thank you." Just room enough for the two of them, bodies touching. She throws a leg over him and slowly leans in, licking some of the juice from the side of his chin like it was no big deal. "Mmm~ Sweet..."

[carnivalofchaos]

Wilford welcomes her with open arms, holding her as close as he could against him. He couldn't think of a better way of spending time with her. The two of them, spending time in the sun, laying together. "There's no need to thank me, my dear."

He takes a bite out of the soft ice treat in his hand, simply enjoying her presence. Until she decides to tease him again.

Two could play at that game. He adjusted the arm he had around her, til he hand was just away from the curve of her ass. He innocently fidgets with the material of her bikini, fiddling with the tie on her hip. "Only sweet for you, my dear..."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick was expecting to feel his hand on her ass, or it was wishful thinking on her part. When it stops just short of where she wants him, she pouts her lip. Only to press closer to him...which in turn presses her chest against him.

"Mmm, and I can't get enough, amore..." Her hand rests on his abdomen as she lets out a soft sigh of content. Nuzzling her face on his chest before planting a few kisses there. Merrick wanted to be wrapped around him as much as she could, feeling positively clingy.

[carnivalofchaos]

With her chest against him, a blush creeps onto his cheeks. It was an honor to be able to hold her like this. To be able to feel her body in such a way. And while yes, she was so much more than just her figure... He could still drool over her like nothing else.

Giving in to his own urges, he moves his hand down to her ass, playfully squeezing. "And you think I'll ever have enough? Quite the opposite." He bites off the last of his popsicle, twirling the stick between his fingers.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick gasps before letting out a pleased hum, pushing back against his hand slightly. She would gladly let him touch every inch of her body. Never seeming to get enough. She had been starved for a kind touch when they were first together, and she's only craved it more since.

Merrick looks at him for a moment before sliding her hand up and touching his cheek, gently turning his head in her direction. A lingering gaze focuses on his lips before she looks up into his eyes. "May I have a taste?" She asks in the same tone as earlier. Now that Wilford didn't have anything to choke on.

[carnivalofchaos]

With her silent permission, he gave her ass another squeeze. Yes, he could lay it on thick when he wanted to. Having been deprived of such touches for so long, to be able to do such, and to do so freely... He was going to take advantage of it.

When she turns his head, his eyes are half lidded. He looks relaxed, calm. "I certainly won't stop you... But I don't know if I'll be able to let you go when you do." He leans forward, till their lips are mere inches apart.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick's heart was going wild in her chest, feeling all too warm and it couldn't be blamed on the sun. He own cheeks were even pinker than before as she glances at his lips again. Before she actually kisses him, her tongue pokes out to lick some more sweet syrup from the other side of his mouth.

"Promise?" She asks barely above a whisper. Before he can answer, she presses her lips to his with a soft groan. He was already sweet to begin with, now he was downright sinful. Merrick doesn't hesitate to move her lips against his, tangling a hand in his hair.

[carnivalofchaos]

Before he can even assure her promise, she's kissing him. The sweetness of his popsicle mingling with a flavor that was just inherently Merrick. Every time they kissed was sweet, but this was a new level. Maybe he was right, he didn't know if he could stop himself.

Their lips move together in a way that already felt familiar. He breathes her in, the chlorine filling his senses. The grip on her back side lightens up, hand gliding up to hold onto her waist.

[the-merrick-archives]

Its nearly instantaneous, Merrick is drawn to him like a moth to a flame. More than willing to get burned if it meant feeling him against her. Her arms come up to rest on the tops of his shoulders, pressing her chest to him even more.

Even her leg comes up to wrap around him a little more securely, seemingly not satisfied until every inch of bare skin is in contact with him somehow. Merrick lets out a huff of air before running her tongue along his bottom lip.

[carnivalofchaos]

Wilford parts his lips with no hesitation, letting his own tongue run against hers. There's still a small trace of coconut, as well as alcohol. And he loves it. Sweet and addicting, two words to describe her.

Every place that their skin touches burns up, and he wants more. Wants to feel every part of her body against his. Carefully grabbing her, he moves her hips so that they're on top of his. And so that she can be on top of him.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick hums as he moves her, placing her exactly where she wants to be. As eager as she is, she tries her best to move slowly and carefully. The last thing she wanted was to end up capsizing and interrupting what was turning out to be a lovely afternoon.

She kisses him for a few moments longer before coming up for air. Glowing, needy eyes staring into his for a handful of seconds before she trails kisses along his jaw. She meant it when she said that she couldn't get enough. More than happy to keep showing him. "Amore..." Merrick says softly next to his ear as she starts moving down his neck.

[carnivalofchaos]

A chill shoots through his spine as she whispers into his ear. There's something about when she whispered into his ear. It made him get excited in a way he didn't know could ever happen. "My dear, love it when you talk like that..."

He couldn't take his hands off of her. Running his hands along her sides, playing with the material of her bikini. He moves his head to the side, allowing her more access to his neck. He loved showering her with his affections, but when she gave him the same in return. Just as lovely. "You're uch a sweetheart, my love... My heart beats for you."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick shivers under his touch, goosebumps raising beneath his hands. She happily takes advantage of having his neck on display, placing open mouthed kisses down to the juncture of his neck and shoulder. Her tongue pokes out to run along the skin before she begins moving back up.

She moans softly, her thighs tensing around him briefly as she kisses just under his ear. If he loved when she talked like that, then Merrick was glad to do it more. "Tale devozione... essere amato da te è un onore, tesoro. Il mio cuore, il mio tutto... sono completamente tuo."

With a little concentration, the translation filters into Wilford's mind, so he could understand: Such devotion… to be loved by you is an honor, darling. My heart, my everything…I am wholly yours.

[carnivalofchaos]

Wils eyes start to glow with love, and want. Thankfully, she'd been helpful enough to provide translations for him, and his heart skipped a beat. Everyday since the first time they went out together, he'd been dedicated. Completely hers. Wanting to love her like she deserved. To hear that she was his, as much as he was hers... It was enough to make him lightheaded.

"내 모든 것을 다해 당신을 사랑합니다 내 마음. 내 영혼, 내 존재 자체가 당신의 것입니다. 나는 당신이 행복하기를 바랍니다. 느낌이 좋아."

And, since she'd been so courteous to him, the least he could do was be kind right back. 'I love you with all my heart. My soul, my very being, are yours. I want you to be happy. Feel so good.'

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick's breath is shaky next to his ear as she listens, a shiver racing through her body as she clings to him. He was so good to her, good for her. He's brought love and more color to her life, and she could thank him every day until the end of time. It still wouldn't be enough.

Slowly, Merrick leans back just enough to look at him, keeping just a few inches from his face. Staring lovingly into his glowing eyes with her own. She rolls her hips a little, moaning softly as her hands come to rest on his chest. "You make me so happy...always make me feel divine...so grateful for you..."

[carnivalofchaos]

A deep groan is heard when she rolls her hips against him, and the hands on her hips hold on just a tad bit tighter. It wasn't fair, the effect she had on him. He'd never be able to repay her. No matter what he did, it'd never be enough. There was no way to encapsulate the love he had for her.

"No, no... if anything, I'm grateful for you... Don't remember the last time I felt this loved... All I want to do it make sure that you're loved... Treat you like you deserve." That was his one true intention. To make sure that she was loved, treated like the prize she truly was. He went into this with nothing but love, and that's what he still had for her.

[the-merrick-archives]

"You do...Gods, Wilford, you do. I've never felt so loved, and you treat me like a Goddess. You give me so much and I couldn't ask for more...you're all I need."

The words spill out of her freely, meaning every single one of them. He always made her feel so important, that he was the lucky one. When Merrick felt absolutely blessed to have him in her life.

Her heart is beating wildly in her chest as she kisses him again. A few on his cheeks and forehead before her lips stop right in front of his. "I love you so much..." She says breathlessly before kissing his lips. This time, there's more passion and intensity behind it as she immediately deepens the kiss. Needing to show him how much she meant it as she presses against him.

[carnivalofchaos]

'You're all I need'

Merrick, who had the ability to have anything she could ever want. Have anything at the snap of her fingers. A goddess amongst mortals... and he was everything she needed. Him, the luckiest man in the world. The one who had to work up the guts to hold her hand, and even then, she beat him to it. He was enough for her.

"Oh, Merrick... You'll never know how much you mean to me..."

Thats all he gets out before his lips are on hers again, kiss deepening almost immediately. He needed her to know how much he loved her. How truly deep he'd fallen for her. And he'd show her. However she wanted, he'd show her.

[the-merrick-archives]

Wilford's lips were so soft and sweet, his grip on her hips always a comforting feeling, keeping her close to him. He had said he didn't know if he'd be able to let her go, but she was practically clinging to him at this point. Utterly consumed by her love for him, along with a need that was starting to ignite a fire inside of her.

One of her hands tangles in his hair while her other arm stays wrapped over his shoulders. Pressing her chest to him with a groan, her hips have slowly started to move against him. The friction causing her to break the kiss with a gasp. Her eyes are even brighter when they open to look at him.

"Wilford...make love to me...please, I need you..."

[carnivalofchaos]

The feeling of her hips against him is sinful. How she could have him under her thumb with a single motion. He couldn't have asked for more. It took a lot of will to not grind up against her. She probably already knew what she was doing to him. How his body reacted to such actions.

Hes panting against her lips, their breaths mingling. He loved how they could work eachother up like this. How they craved each other. No one else but Merrick could make him feel such a way.

"Right here? Right now?" Wil asks with half lidded eyes. One of his hands was already toying with the tie of her top, ready to follow her every word when she was ready.

[the-merrick-archives]

As if to remind her, Merrick shifts slightly and her leg makes the plastic of the floaty squeak. But even then, she didn't care that they were outside. They were in the backyard, surrounded by a fence and trees. She had one neighbor who she never interacted with, and she could honestly care less if they heard her enjoying herself. That also had to do with how badly she needed Wilford.

Still, the thought of having sex out in the open like this has a whole new thrill sending sparks of pleasure up her spine and she nods. "Yes...now..." Merrick answers breathlessly. She quickly undoes the tie on the back of her neck, letting Wilford handle the one between her breasts.

[carnivalofchaos]

He groans at her answer. Of course she could turn him on with just two words. He's been turned o as soon as he walked outside, but this really sealed the deal.

Carefully, Wilford undoes the tie between her breasts, before taking the garment off of her. He tosses it to the side, with little care of where it landed. He'd have no problem fetching it later if she so wished.

He drooled at the sight of her, so much that he has to swallow before he could even speak. "Perfect as always, my dear. Absolutely perfect." To think that such a sight was for him... Fuck, he was so hard right now. He reaches up, and puts a hand on her breast, simply feeling her in his hand. "You're beautiful..."

[the-merrick-archives]

Every sound he makes, every touch against her skin has her reeling. Wanting nothing more than to make him feel good. Show him how much she loved him, the effect he had on her. She's moaning before he even touches her breast, his words always going straight through her. Perfect...he thought she was perfect.

She arches her back, pressing against his hand as her head tips back to let out another moan. Hands touching and gripping his chest. "So are you, my love...gorgeous..." A few slow, deep rolls of her hips have Merrick whimpering with need as one hand moves down to undo a tie at her hip.

[carnivalofchaos]

The bulge in his pants only grows more. His very being needed her. In a way that one needed air. He knew he needed her.

One hand continues to play with her chest, feeling the soft skin beneath his fingers. The other went between their bodies.

Two fingers press against Merricks swim bottoms, rubbing small, slow circles against the cloth. "Take care of these for me, my love. I want to touch you... need to touch you. I need to please you."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick groans as he rubs her, both hands now working to undo the tied fabric on each side. Her cheeks turn pink as she can feel how wet she is already, almost seeping through the material. She barely manages to have enough patience to untie them before she rips the piece to shreds. It was a barrier that she needed gone, now.

She raises up on her knees so she can grab the bottoms and toss them to the side, now completely bare before her lover. Slight tan lines are visible where the bikini had been, the rest of her skin gently sun kissed. Merrick sees the bulge in his swim shorts and can't help but reach out and palm him. "Is it your turn, amore? You must be uncomfortable by now..."

[carnivalofchaos]

He retracts his hand long enough for her to take the bottoms away. And when their off, he goes right back to touching her. God, she was soaked already, and they just started. He ran his fingers through her folds, letting his thumb rub circles onto her clit. Watching intently, gauging her reactions.

Then she's touching him, and he let's out a weak moan. But... he shakes his head no. "This is about you, my love... I want to make you feel good. Not about me. This is for you." He'd gladly let himself sit with his ache if it meant he got to please her. That was his number one priority. To make sure she felt good.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick lets out a moan and almost folds in on herself once he's touching her again. But she concentrates as she continues to rub his cock through his swim shorts. Wanting him to feel good, too. But then, instead of poofing them away, he's shaking his head no.

She shouldn't be surprised, Wil has been a selfless lover since their first night together. Pleasing her thoroughly before worrying about himself. The way he's watching her, how good she feels just from him rubbing her clit...she lets herself obey with a nod.

Both of her hands move to his shoulders as she grinds into his hand, panting as she looks at him. "You...ah, you always make me feel incredible, darling...mmm, fuck..."

[carnivalofchaos]

"That's all I want to do, my love... Make you feel good." If he could burn this image into his memory. Her, pinning him down as he touched her. Her face of pleasure above him. If only.

His fingers are covered with her arousal, easily sliding through her folds. It only spurred him on, feeling how ready she was for him. It was because of him. How he made her feel.

Feeling that she was ready, he slowly slips one of his fingers into her, and he groans. "Fuck, so wet for me, my love..."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick whimpers as her hands move down to touch his chest, kneading his pecs for a moment before moving further down. She didn't think she would ever get over how he made her feel, the intensity of it in such a short amount of time. They've barely touched each other and she's practically vibrating with need.

Her hands come to rest on Wil's abdomen as she sits up a little straighter. Wanting him to have a full view of her, to enjoy the sight that was all for him. Then he's slipping a finger inside of her and she gasps, a hand flying to her mouth to try and muffle her moans. Still feeling the need to not be too loud since they were outside.

She shivers as she clenches around his finger, cheeks turning even redder as she tries to grind against his hand. "Mmm...mmhm..." Merrick moves her hand to speak softly. "Yes...it's all for you...always..."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick was very happy that she had a pool installed in the backyard.

Especially for the wretched summer they were having. She was more than happy to put on sunscreen and lounge by the water. Or, as she was doing now, swimming laps. It was a great way to cool off and it felt good, too.

Climbing up the latter, Merrick moves her raven hair out of her face. Skin glistening, wet purple bikini clinging to her form. She looks over at her partner with a small smirk. "Having fun, darling?"

[murdersinthemaking]

Murdock hadn’t even realized there was a pool , but he’s been taking full advantage of it ever since. Not much for swimming though. But for the view it gives him.

Stretched out on a sun hair, Murdock sunglasses finally have a practical purpose. Both from hiding from the sun, and perhaps peeking a little too much at Merrick in the bikini. Brough out of his haze by hearing her speak, he tilts his glasses down a tad. “Oh you bet…”

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick hums as she makes her way to stand at the foot of his sun chair..perhaps swaying her hips a little more than was necessary. Surprisingly, she had managed to get a little tan, a thing she didn't think possible. It was subtle, maybe a shade or two, but she had noticed.

She toes at his calf playfully. "Mmhm...my eyes are up here, amore."

[murdersinthemaking]

Dressed in something he thought he’d never wear, swim shorts of all things, he’s thankful for the slight amount of control he has. Taking his eyes away from the swimsuit and up to her eyes.

“I am aware. Just having a little look that’s all. Hope you don’t mind.” Murdock sits up, still using the angle to get a few peeks of her swimsuit and what’s underneath.

[the-merrick-archives]

"I don't mind...it is for your eyes only, after all." Merrick says over a smirk as she bites her lip. Like she didn't know damn well what this bikini would do to him. While she knew Murdock thought of her as more than a pretty face and cute body, it didn't mean she couldn't have some fun with him.

Like now, as she turns her back to him and stretches her arms above her head. Showing off her ass that wasn't fully covered by the bottoms. "Mmm, I just got out but I want to go back in already. It feels so good."

[murdersinthemaking]

He does try slightly to be a composed and decent person for once, not immediately eyeing her up and down at every chance. But like this, we’ll it’s like a little show. Especially when she turns around, showing off the curves of her ass. With a little grin, Murdock leans forward and gives a light spank to her ass.

“I can think of something else that could feel good. Probably better than cooling off.” He could definitely use a bit of cold water himself, but for other reasons.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick lets out a squeal when he spanks her ass, giving it a little shake but she doesn't move any closer. Actually, she takes a small step away from him.

"I don't know...that pool is absolutely divine. It would have to feel pretty good." She arches her back and turns her head slightly, having one eye on him as she runs a hand through her hair. Oh, she was in a mood today.

[murdersinthemaking]

“Oh petal. It’s like you forget how I make you feel. Am I truly not that memorable? That breaks my heart.” Murdock is immediately on his feet, arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her as close as possible. “Go on. Go in the pool. But you won’t cum for a whole week if you dare.”

Kissing her neck once, he lets go of her. Simply smiling and watching. One hand resting on her ass, kneading the flesh.

[the-merrick-archives]

The pet name immediately makes her freeze. She didn't like that tone, not one bit. Total lie. She hardly has time to think about running when his arms are suddenly around her. She leans into him but makes an indignant sound at his conditions.

"A week? But it's so hot..." She pouts, whimpering as he kisses her neck and lets go. Biting her lip again she leans back into the hand on her ass. "I'd die after a day or two, Daddy..."

[murdersinthemaking]

Putting his mouth to the shell of her ear, he moans into it loudly at the new title. Squeezing her ass as he rests his head on her shoulder. “Then we can go inside to cool off. I have a few new ideas..ice would be better than water, wouldn’t it?”

Keeping a leg between hers, Murdock pretends to be thinking of something. Humming quietly to her, one of his favourite concertos she’s played. “Make your choice..”

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick shivers at the mere thought of it, images already coming to mind of what he would do. She nods, suddenly feeling a little breathless. The pool couldn't even hope to compare.

"I...I choose you, Daddy. Always." She turns her head to kiss his cheek, appreciating the humming as she recognized the piece of music. "Please..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Alright then petal. Whatever you want.” With one move, he’s carrying her in his arms, pressing Merricks hand to the newer shade of purple on his chest. Walking into the house and setting her down on the bed.

“I’m going to have fun with you…colour?” Setting her on the bed, Murdocks quickly off again, to grab out a tray of ice cubes that were meant to be for their drinks.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick giggles and wraps her arms over his shoulders, kicking her feet a little as she presses her chest to him. Practically giddy about what was in store for her.

She bounces on the bed, fingers tracing over the blood red ink partially obscured by the strap of her bikini. "Green...I'm very good..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Fucking hell darling, you look adorable like this. Just lie down, you don’t have to undress fully yet.” If taking off that outfit could count as undressing. There’s just a little bit covered, nothing more. Popping out an ice cube from the tray he hovers over her.

“You said you needed to cool down, right? Just take a nice breath..” Placing the ice on her chest, Murdock pushes it underneath the bikini top.

[the-merrick-archives]

"Yes, Daddy..." Merrick does as she's told and lays down, scooting up a little and positioning a pillow under her head. She makes sure to stretch out just so, arms draped over her head as she looks up at him.

She breathes in and suddenly, he's pushing an ice cube under her top. Her breathing stutters as she gasp, tilting her head back. Her skin was still sun warmed, and also warm for other reasons. "Mmm...feels good..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“I’m sure it does sweetheart..” Murdock leans back, tracing a finger down her chest to rest on her stomach. Softly watching over her as his fingers slide back up to her chest. Pulling the ice cube up, trailing it up to her mark.

“You chose a wonderful colour for that sweetheart..”

[the-merrick-archives]

The mark had become rather sensitive since Murdock gave it to her, and them with the tattoo. Gods, it had felt so good when it was inked, she had wished Murdock could do that part, too. Now the ice over it makes her shiver, her eyes glowing as she watches him.

"Thank you...I thought you would approve. Love having your mark on me..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“I love it. Love it so much. It looks so perfect. Fuck, can’t believe you would do that for me.” Dragging the ice cube along the edge of the mark, Murdock leans down to kiss her lips tenderly.

Eventually, he takes away the ice cube, dragging it along her collarbone. Watching the water drip from the ice against her skin. “Darling, you feel so hot..whatever’s the matter?”

[the-merrick-archives]

"Mmm...I'd do anything for you, amore..." Merrick lets out a huff of air before kissing him back, whimpering against his lips. Every kiss always felt like the first time, sending a thrill down her spine.

There's no shortage of noises as he moves the ice around, licking her lips. Twisting the fabric of the pillow in her fingers. She shivers as a droplet of water runs down the curve of her breast. "You...you make me feel so good, Daddy..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“You could kill me just the way you speak. Love it when you use your words properly. Now I know just how good I’m doing petal.” Lifting up the ice cube again, Murdock places it on her lower abdomen. Watching the cool water begin to drip down towards her bikini bottoms.

“What shall I do with you today sweetheart? I’m actually quite cold, so I’d love you to warm me.”

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick gasps as the ice is set in a new spot, her hips quivering as the water moves down. One of her hands moves out to try and touch him wherever she can. Needing to feel him, to keep grounded.

His request has her whimpering, nodding as she stares up at him pleadingly. "Yes, I want to, please...don't want you to be cold, I'll keep you warm, please."

[murdersinthemaking]

He doesn’t try and stop her, bringing her hand to touch his mark. Moving her hand against the outline of each petal, the other pushing the ice against her skin. Watching it melt further against her until he finally takes it away.

“Good girl.” He presses the ice cube back underneath her top, quickly peeling away her bottoms and moaning quietly. “Ready for me already?”

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick hums at the feel of his mark beneath her fingertips. Her mind further sinking into that hazy headspace as each second passed. She would never get enough of it, that he wanted her to mark him in such a way. To show that they belonged to one another.

The praise makes her whimper, lifting her hips up shakily as he removed the bottoms. Her face blushing at his comment as she nods. "Always...always ready for you, Daddy. Please..." She spreads her legs a little more for him, running her other hand along her thigh.

[murdersinthemaking]

Sitting in between her legs, Murdock puts his hand over hers. Watching intently as she already spreads her legs for him. Grabbing her thighs with both of his hands and pushing them farther apart. “Let’s get you nice and ready for Daddy’s cock them…”

Holding her legs apart, Murdock begins to eat her out like a man dying of thirst. Tongue circling her clit and flicking it. Moaning against her loudly.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick gasps and it quickly devolves into a loud moan, tilting her head back further into the pillow. Her hands immediately tangle in his hair and hold on tightly, but she lets him have his way with her. He knew well enough how to make her feel incredible.

Her hips and legs twitch as they instinctively want to close around his head, but he holds them open. She's at his mercy and fuck, she wouldn't want it any other way. "Mmm...fuck, yes, feels so good..."

[murdersinthemaking]

His tongue moves over her heavily, pushing into her a few times before going back to running through her folds. Sucking on her clit and humming around it. Determined to push her over the edge quickly and watch her shake.

He barely takes a breath the entire time, lapping up at her arousal every second. Switching back from sucking on her clit to fucking her with his tongue.

[the-merrick-archives]

The first time he pushes his tongue inside of her, Merrick is arching her back. Breath stolen from her lungs before she lets out a whine. Gods, he was relentless.

It isn't long before Merrick is pulling his hair, panting and writhing above him. He seemed determined to make her shatter apart in record time. And at this rate, she'd have no choice but to obey. "Oh Gods...mmm, yes...Daddy~..." Her lower abdomen is already tightening as her hips stutter against him.

[murdersinthemaking]

Each pull makes him moan, focusing his attention to her clit for a little longer. Feeling as her hips beginning to roll into his mouth before stopping completely. Resting his head on her thigh and looking up at her. Face and chin covered in her arousal.

“There we go. Now, it’s time for you to warm Daddy’s cock sweetheart. You’ll cum soon, I just want to see how long my darling petal can last.”

[the-merrick-archives]

A whine is ripped out of her when he stops, she had been so close. And then she looks down at Murdock and bites her lip at the sight of him. Merrick takes a few deep breaths and nods, only able to focus on him through her haze.

One hand is still in his hair, but she's playing with the strands between her fingers. "Mmhm...yes, Daddy. I'll be good for you, I promise...want to keep you warm."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Fuck. So obedient darling. Can’t wait to see what you’re like when you misbehave. Not even a complaint out of you yet..” Sitting back up, Murdock pats her thigh a few times before standing up. Picking up a book from the nightstand before settling back down on the bed. “That’s a good girl..has that ice melted yet?”

Stroking himself a few times, Murdock rests his head back a little bit, softly moaning. Eventually stopping so he can lift her up into his lap

[the-merrick-archives]

Something about what he says makes Merrick blush, looking down at her chest. The thought has crossed her mind...and she had a feeling that this would be a good test of just how obedient she could be.

She shivers with delight at the good girl, touching where the ice cube was. Not surprised to feel that it was gone, given how warm she was. "Yes...it's all gone." She's fixated on him as he strokes his cock, letting out a happy squeal as she's pulled into his lap. Wrapping her arms around him and kissing his cheek. "What are you going to read, Daddy?"

[murdersinthemaking]

“I think you won’t need another ice cube. Think you’ve been so perfect for me.” Running his tongue over her mark for a little bit, he simply wants to see how much he can keep teasing her for. Resting his head on Merricks shoulder for a little bit before finally deciding to move her.

“There’s a book on my kills. Some terrible crime writer with a theory on who I am. It’s on Serotonin, sits that’s the most important one.” Gripping her thighs, he lifts her up. “Ready petal?”

[the-merrick-archives]

"Thank you..." She murmurs softly, moaning at the feel of his tongue against her mark. Merrick grips him a little more tightly, already panting. Arousal slowly running down the inside of her thigh. The skin was so damn sensitive, and she knows that he's testing her.

She desperately wanted to be good for him. Trying to focus on his voice as he answers her question. If she wasn't currently so consumed by him, she would have more questions. But all she can do is nod quickly as he lifts her up. "Yes...yes, Daddy...I'm ready for you..."

[murdersinthemaking]

“Such a good girl. You’re doing so well. I just want to see how patient you can be.” Holding her up with one hand, Murdock carefully likes her up with his cock. Running the head of his cock through her slick folds a few times before slowly pushing in.

“Go at your own pace sweetheart. Get nice and comfortable.” Now with a hand free, he begins perusing through his book. Barely making a sound as she sinks down on him.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick nods again, determined to show him that she could be patient. That she was his Good Girl who could behave and wait. As he pushes the head of his cock in, she gasps and holds onto him a little tighter. "Mmm, yes..."

Once she's given the go ahead, Merrick slowly moves down his length. She was so fucking wet for him, gliding down his cock with ease. There was a stretch but it wasn't painful in the slightest, so she doesn't stop until she's fully seated in his lap.

She's panting as she adjusts, so deliciously full as she pulses around him. She watches him look through the book, hardly making a sound as she touches his mark. After a moment, she cuddles up against him, putting her head on his shoulder with a hum. "I love you..."

[the-merrick-archives]

Gods, it was hot.

If Enzo'd had the option, he would've been at home with the ac on. Unfortunately, the higher‐ups decided that it was perfect weather for a rewards ceremony. This meant wearing a suit. Great.

At least he'd been allowed to bring Merrick along though, a nice silver lining to the day.

———

Once it's over and they're back in the car, Enzo immediately takes off his shirt and tie, resting his forehead on the cold steering wheel.

He's glistening in sweat and the way he's sitting gives a very clear view of all of the muscles that he usually hides.

@paperbackpieces-makemewhole

Gods, he was hot.

It wasn't fair, honestly. Of course Merrick felt bad that he had to wear a suit on such a hot day while she could get away with a sunflower sundress. But he looked so damn good.

And now they were in the car, and he took his shirt off. She's fanning herself for a whole new reason now, even though the AC in the car is cranked up. She pretends to straighten out her dress, crossing her right leg over her left. "Poor thing...must have been miserable..." She says softly as she touches his thigh.

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

Enzo moves her hand to the back of his neck, basking in how cold it is. "Mm... 'S too hot.." he mutters, his voice a low rumble. His accent is much thicker than usual, something about the heat making it more difficult to suppress.

Every breath he takes just accentuates everything that's on display — shoulders tensing with every inhale before relaxing as he exhales.

[the-merrick-archives]

"Yes, it is..." Merrick says softly, sounding distracted as she rubbed along his neck. His damn voice. She scoots closer so she can reach under his arm and run her hand along his chest. Needing to touch him Wanting to help cool him down the best she could. It was one time she could be thankful for her cooler hands.

Merrick bites her lip, a quiet moan getting caught in her throat before she tries to make it sound like she was only clearing it. "I'll run you a nice, cool bath when we get home, αγαπητός."

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

Enzo basks in the feeling of her hands roaming over his skin, a deep breathy moan escaping him and he doesn't even realise it. He simply enjoys the refreshing coolness of Merrick's hands.

"That sounds divine, αγαπημένη μου κίσσα... thank you.."

[the-merrick-archives]

The sigh has Merrick shifting in her seat, slightly squeezing her crossed legs together. He had no right being this damn sexy right now. And then the sweet things he says, merda. She's going to melt into a puddle at this rate.

"Ah...of course, αγαπητέ μου θησαυρό." She moves her hands down a bit, one to between his shoulder blades and the other over his abdomen.

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

He notices how she squeezes her legs together and gently places a hand on her thigh, glancing at her properly for a moment. "You alright, darlin'?"

[the-merrick-archives]

Gods, his hand on her thigh is so warm...her cheeks are tinged a rosy pink and she nods. Sliding a hand down his arm until it rested over his hand. Her breathing has picked up a little, slight huffs as she looks at him. "Um, yes...of course. I'm fine."

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

He gently rubs her thigh, humming quietly. "Είσαι τόσο όμορφος..." he says softly, a smile gracing his features as he gazes at Merrick.

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Now her hands were in her lap, fidgeting as her blush deepens. How was it possible that he had this kind of effect on her, after everything? She can feel the goosebumps raise under his hand as she shivers.

"Gods...το ίδιο κι εσύ, αγάπη μου...το πιο υπέροχο ον που είχα την τιμή να κοιτάξω."

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

Enzo leans back in his seat before gently turning Merrick's head to face him with a finger under her chin. He presses a kiss to her forehead. "θεά μου... αναρωτιέμαι τι έκανα για να αξίζω το προνόμιο να με αγαπάς όσο κι εγώ σε αγαπώ."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick follows his touch with ease, like a magnet, ever drawn to him. Her eyes flutter closed at the kiss, moving as close as she can to him. Kissing his bare shoulder with a hum.

"Θα μπορούσα να απαριθμήσω τους λόγους, αλλά θα ήμασταν γέροι και γκρίζοι μέχρι να τελειώσω."

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

He lets out a pleased hum at the kiss, heart warming at her words, the hand on her chin moving up to gently play with her hair.

"You're so wonderful... Always so good to me.."

[the-merrick-archives]

Car be damned, Merrick needed to be closer to him. Carefully, she moves so she's kneeling on her seat, her hand running along his chest. Leaning in as she meets his gaze.

"I only give what is fully deserved, amore..." Merrick replies softly before pressing her lips against his. A whimper getting caught in her throat.

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

Enzo's heart is fit to burst at her words and he can barely think of a response that even remotely conveys his feelings. He turns so that his body is facing her as much as possible.

He gladly reciprocates the kiss, almost immediately deepedeepening it.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick holds his face in her hands, moaning softly as their tongues brush against each other. One hand eventually wanders down and squeezes his chest.

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

Enzo's hands move down to hold her hips, groaning as she squeezes his chest. He still wants to be closer to her though.

[the-merrick-archives]

The affect this man had on her was powerful. Every touch, every kiss, each one made her feel like she would combust any minute. One hand slides up into his hair and holds on while the other moves down to touch his abdomen.

She breaks the kiss reluctantly, moving to kiss along his cheeks. "Gods..."Κοντεύω να συρθώ στην αγκαλιά σου..." She says against his skin.

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

He could spent all day kissing her if she let him, but unfortunately they both still need to breathe.

"How about we move to the back seat, hm?"

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Merrick nods eagerly and wastes no time crawling back there, luckily short enough to do it with relative ease. She remembers another time they were in the back seat together and she smiles fondly.

"Just like our first time, darling..." She says softly. Yes, their first time had been in the back of his car, but it still held a special place in her heart. Always would. It only made her feel more needy for him.

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

Enzo smiles at the memory, unable to help the blush that spreads across his face at the mention of it. It would always be special to him, even if it was in the back of his car, because it was with the love of his life. "That was a great night and every day's only gotten better since then."

Carefully, he climbs into the back of the car with surprising ease (and moving the driver's seat back a little).

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So much passion after admitting their feelings for one another. And he was right, it's only gotten better. She smiles as she looks down at her engagement ring. "Yes, it has..." She says softly.

Once he's settled next to her, Merrick wastes no time in bunching up her dress so she can move a leg over him and straddle his lap. Her hips move almost involuntarily as she slowly rolls them once, letting out a moan.

"Gods, do you have any idea what you do to me? First in that suit...then taking off your shirt...such a divine view, all for me..."

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

Enzo rests his hands on her hips as she gets situated in his lap, groaning softly when she rolls her hips, grip tightening for a second.

"Well I'm glad you know that it's all yours, darlin'.." he whispers, a smile on his face that's only ever present around Merrick.

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"Mmm, yes...just as mine is only for you..." Merrick whispers back, her heart melting at his gorgeous smile.

Keeping her gaze on him, she slips her arms out of her dress sleeves and pushes her dress down to expose her chest. Her bare chest, as she hadn't worn a bra today.

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

In this position, Enzo is at eye level with her chest and he's sure that his eyes sparkle when he realises that she hadn't worn a bra, almost giddy.

He looks up at her as he presses kisses all over her chest, a pleased hum rumbling in his chest. "Mine.." he mumbles against her skin.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick didn't have ulterior motives when she got dressed today. It had simply been too hot for a bra, and the straps would have been too visible for her liking. But she was certainly glad for it as Enzo kisses her chest.

She hums with him, tangling her fingers in his hair as she tilts her head back. "Mmm...yes, all yours, amore..."

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

Enzo stops for a moment, looking up at her with a grin before continuing to kiss anywhere he can reach on her, only stopping again to suck a mark onto the junction of her neck and shoulder.

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Merrick stares back at him, eyes twinkling with nothing but love and affection for him. Then she's leaning into him, pressing her breasts against him once he's sucking a mark against her skin.

With a mind of their own from how good it felt, her hips are rolling against him once more, slow and deep. She lets out a huff of air before moaning, holding him in place as she kisses where she can.

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

One of Enzo's hands move up to play with Merrick's breast as she presses them against him, enjoying the feeling of her warm skin in his hand.

He groans against her skin when she rolls her hips, rolling his hips up against her. "Fuck... always make me feel amazin', sweetheart.."

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"I only wish...ahhh, to try and make you feel the same way you make me feel...fuck, I'll never get enough of you."

Merrick says all this breathlessly as she pulls her dress more out of the way. Her cloth covered center was nearly soaked through with her arousal as she continues grinding against him. It felt so good but she needed more. "Enzo...amore...I need you, please..."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick was very happy that she had a pool installed in the backyard.

Especially for the wretched summer they were having. She was more than happy to put on sunscreen and lounge by the water. Or, as she was doing now, swimming laps. It was a great way to cool off and it felt good, too.

Climbing up the latter, Merrick moves her raven hair out of her face. Skin glistening, wet purple bikini clinging to her form. She looks over at her partner with a small smirk. "Having fun, darling?"

[carnivalofchaos]

Wil was never exactly one for hot weather. Feeling all icky and sweaty just wasn't his thing.

Which is why he preferred to stay inside for the most part. Lounging about, letting himself potato around the various rooms. Merricks house was lovely for such an activity. Places to lay down, to sit and take a nice nap, anything really.

He was aware of her activities outside, her saying that she would be swimming about in her new pool. Eventually, he decided to be helpful. What would be more helpful than a nice drink to cool down with?

He stepped out the back door, a bottle of water in one hand, and a Pina Colada slush in the other. "Oh, dearest, I have your- ooooooh..." he was glad he didn't drop the drinks. Holy shit.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick grins at his reaction, always loving how expressive he was. Every time, it was like the first time he's seen her in something...appealing. She slowly walks toward him, stopping just a couple feet away with a hand on her hip.

"You're so sweet, darling. Thank you." She runs her hand back through her hair again. Her fair skin had received a slight tan, nothing much but a pleasant surprise nonetheless. Gentle trails of water run down her chest and abdomen.

[carnivalofchaos]

He's been rendered speechless. His brain haywire. God, why must she be so perfect all the time? His mouth opens, but no words come out, just a weak breath and a weird 'uhhhh'.

He carefully steps forward, amking sure to keep his eyes up... and not looking at her stunning body. Definitely not subtly glacing at her glistening form. Or salivating at the way the water runs down her skin. Yep, definitely not doing that.

When he's close enough, he has her the Pina colada, and decides that maybe he needs the water more than her. Taking a long sip from the bottle.

[the-merrick-archives]

Oh, Wilford was in trouble. Merrick actually bites her lip when she hears the sound that comes out of him. She could be merciless, exploiting every possible weakness in her opponent, for many decades. In the courtroom, when dispensing her own brand of justice...and in other matters.

She doesn't look away from him as he gets closer, fingers gently trailing against his as she grabs the drink. Taking her time to sip from the straw. As he drinks the water, she rests a hand over his chest. "Goodness...someone's thirsty." She says in a sultry tone, keeping her face as innocent as possible.

[carnivalofchaos]

Wil stops drinking, choking on the water already in his mouth as it goes down the wrong tube. He's sent into a coughing fit, hitting his chest as he coughs up the water.

Hes catching his breath now, hands on his knees as he gets the air he so desperately needs. Of course she has to talk like that, like she didn't know what she was doing. What else would she do, have mercy on his soul? As if.

[the-merrick-archives]

Uh oh. Merrick was expecting a spit take, not that she would make him choke. Setting the drink down on a nearby table, she quickly moves closer to him and rubs his upper back.

"Oh no, darling, I'm so sorry...are you alright?" Both of her hands are on him now, really wanting to make sure he was okay. Not even noticing how close his face was to her chest, now that he was leaning down with his hands on his knees.

[carnivalofchaos]

He's red in the face for a variety of reasons. Another small coughing fit happens before he's able to answer her. "I'm okay, pumpkin... just caught me by surprise is all... ow." He said as he clutched his chest.

It takes another moment for him to have the guts to open his eyes again. And of fucking course he's met with her chest. Because why wouldn't he be? "My dear, I already can't breathe, you standing in my field of vision is going to give me a heart attack."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick was threading her fingers through his hair, wanting to comfort him however she could. Even if he said he was okay, she still felt bad. At least a little bit.

"Oh...oh! Well, we wouldn't want that." She backs away a couple of steps with a chuckle, the apples of her cheeks tinged pink. And not from the sun. A subtle heat was making her feel flushed, how strongly he reacted to her. Always making her feel like a Goddess.

"Would you like to join me? The water is absolutely divine..." Merrick turns to walk back to the pool...half of her ass out on display thanks to the cut of the bikini. She crouches down before sitting on the edge, splashing at the water with her feet.

[carnivalofchaos]

When she's a safe distance away, he brings himself back to his full height, wiping his mouth off. Maybe that would finally teach her to stop being so sexy all the time. She had a grip of his mortality.

He looks back at her while she's not looking, watching her walk away. Fuck, her ass... to think that she could just wear that Bikini around like it was nothing, showing herself off like that. God damn, and he thought lingerie was hot.

Unable to deny such an offer, with a snap of his fingers, he's changed into a pair of pink swin shorts, and a yellow tank top. He makes his way over, and sits next to her, feet kicking about in the water. She was right, it did feel nice. "...you look beautiful..." He says quietly, as if it was a secret.

[the-merrick-archives]

Her back and arms are straight, palms nearly flat on the decorative stone as she continues to gently kick at the water. Merrick looks up as he moves to sit down next to her, smiling fondly. He had decided to keep her company after all.

She's watching the ripples in the water when he compliments her, turning her head to gaze at him. Gods, he was handsome. There was just enough sunlight filtering through scarce shade, casting him in a nice light.

"Thank you, amore...you're rather handsome yourself." She toes at his calf playfully before leaning back on her hands, shaking her hair out a little. "Gods, it's been so hot lately. I already want to jump back in."

[carnivalofchaos]

The water was a pretty crystal blue. Cooling his legs. He takes a deep breath, the smell of chlorine and fresh air mixing together. In the back of his head, there was a memory of such smell. A pool, and he dove in, no hesitation. It wasn't that strong of a memory, but it was there nonetheless.

Merrick was stunning as always. Even when she wasn't trying to be, Wil just couldn't get enough of her. Like right now... how she looked in her element. Sitting pretty as she kicked the water around.

"...would you go for a swim with me?" He asked, laying one of his hands atop one of her own.

[the-merrick-archives]

If Merrick thought about it hard enough, she would remember, too. Her first clue that strange things were afoot. A colonel that she wasn't sure if she liked or not...

But none of that mattered. She knew she liked Wilford. That she loved him. Feeling the hand on her own, Merrick turns to look at him, a fond smile slowly forming. Turning her body, her other hand touches his cheek before she's leaning even closer. Until her lips are pressing against his.

She stays for a moment, eyes closed, merely enjoying the closeness. The warmth of his lips against hers that were slightly cooler. Then she parts, gazing into his eyes. "I'd love to..." One more peck and she hops into the water with a giggle.

[carnivalofchaos]

Every time he kissed Merrick felt like the first time. The feeling that ran through his body, reminding him of just how much he loved her. That she was the best thing in his life in a long time. Reminding himself that he had to treat her right.

He savors the kiss while he can before she parts. Then he's watching her swim away. He looks out at her fondly. She looked so happy... that smile could light up a room with how bright it was.

Not wanting to leave her alone,Wilford makes quick work of peeling off his shirt and tossing it to the side, before popping into the water, and letting himself float on the surface.

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Merrick pops up from the water a few feet away with a gasp, shaking her hair out of her face. She had nearly forgotten how much she loved to swim until she finally did it again. But as she wipes the water from her face, whatever thoughts that were in her brain are suddenly gone.

Wilford was in the pool, and his shirt was gone. His chest, bare and wet, out on full display as she stares at him. Ah, so that's how that felt, huh? Biting her lip, she moves closer to him until she can reach out and run her hand along his chest with a pleased hum.

"My love...are you trying to give me a heart attack now? I suppose I would deserve such treatment...and what a way to go."

[carnivalofchaos]

The water is nice and cold, and gets that horrible icky feeling off of his skin. He feels genuinely relaxed, squinting up at the summer sky. Maybe he could fall asleep like this, floating on the water. Though he wouldn't exactly be fond of certain areas becoming crispy, and others not.

Spewking of which, Merrick comes along and touches his chest, and he can't help but smile. "Maybe now you finally see what you do to me, dearest... though I'd much rather die by your hand than you by mine."

A wet hand comes up to brush a stray strand of hair out of Merricks face, before cupping her cheek. "I love you, my honeybun."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick grins happily, and if her smile could light up a room, it was only because Wilford made it so. Never had her smile been quite as big and genuine until he came into her life. Filling her heart with love and a happiness she didn't think she could enjoy again.

Leaning into his touch, Merrick kisses the tip of his nose. "I love you too, my heart. And I only wish for you to see what is utterly yours. A sight for your eyes only." She presses her lips together, trying not to giggle. "And yes, you are also incredibly adorable when you get all flustered."

[carnivalofchaos]

There it was again. That smile. That smile lit up his life for the better. If only his memory wasn't so cruel, maybe then he'd be able to remember it every day for the rest of his life. Maybe that's what made him fall in love with her... that smile.

"I understand that it's mine, but everytime you remind me... it feels like the first time all over again." If he was being honest, he still didn't know how he'd managed to score such a lovely woman. How he'd lucked out so hard. "You're one to behold... and how I managed my way into your heart will remain a mystery."

[the-merrick-archives]

"Such a wonderful thing to hear. I wouldn't want you to be getting bored of me already." It's said in jest, but Merrick would be lying if she said such thoughts hadn't ever crossed her mind. It was thanks to her jaded point of view, no doubt. Even if she believe Wilford would treat her that way, anxiety could be a real bitch.

"I'll happily spend my days helping you solve that mystery, my darling. Remind you that you are a good man." Both of her hands run over himnow, pressing a lingering kiss on his shoulder before gazing into his face. "You make me happy...giddy, even. Which I didn't even think was possible."

[carnivalofchaos]

"Oh, but I could never grow bored of you, my dear. How could I ever grow bored of something so lovely?" And that was certainly saying something. His attention span was one of the worst out there. Not to mention his reputation. But Merrick was different. In many ways. Wil was completely dedicated to her. Dedicated in a way he didn't think he had in him anymore until he met her.

Even in the summer sun, her hands are cold. Not that he had a problem with that, they were quite refreshing. "Then I'll gladly spend the rest of my days by your side if it means you feel that happiness. It's what you deserve."

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...the rest of my days...

It's a statement that made Merrick's heart leap in her chest. If he was anything like her, that would be quite a few days indeed. And he wanted to spend them with her. Did she deserve such a thing? To have someone so devoted to her? Someone who felt the same way she did?

It was hard to imagine, yet here he was. "I couldn't ask for better company..." She murmurs, just wanting to be near him. "Um...I have a request, if you can do it. Would you be able to summon a big pool floaty we could cuddle on?" Her eyes practically light up as she asks. She's seen what he's capable of and she couldn't help but ask.

[carnivalofchaos]

He smirks at her, and points behind her. "You mean like that one over there?"

Behind Merrick, is Wil floating along in what appeared to be a popsicle. In one hand, he nursed his own popsicle, pink juice running down the corners of his mouth. Not that he seemed to care.

Looking over to her, he gives her a beckoning finger. "Come join me, my love. Lay in the sun with me, let me hold you."

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Merrick was used to Wilford suddenly being in another place, but she still couldn't help but look back...nope, he was gone. Giggling, she wades over to him and jumps in, seeming to float for a couple seconds before gently landing on her side next to him.

"Gods, this is perfect...thank you." Just room enough for the two of them, bodies touching. She throws a leg over him and slowly leans in, licking some of the juice from the side of his chin like it was no big deal. "Mmm~ Sweet..."

[carnivalofchaos]

Wilford welcomes her with open arms, holding her as close as he could against him. He couldn't think of a better way of spending time with her. The two of them, spending time in the sun, laying together. "There's no need to thank me, my dear."

He takes a bite out of the soft ice treat in his hand, simply enjoying her presence. Until she decides to tease him again.

Two could play at that game. He adjusted the arm he had around her, til he hand was just away from the curve of her ass. He innocently fidgets with the material of her bikini, fiddling with the tie on her hip. "Only sweet for you, my dear..."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick was expecting to feel his hand on her ass, or it was wishful thinking on her part. When it stops just short of where she wants him, she pouts her lip. Only to press closer to him...which in turn presses her chest against him.

"Mmm, and I can't get enough, amore..." Her hand rests on his abdomen as she lets out a soft sigh of content. Nuzzling her face on his chest before planting a few kisses there. Merrick wanted to be wrapped around him as much as she could, feeling positively clingy.

[carnivalofchaos]

With her chest against him, a blush creeps onto his cheeks. It was an honor to be able to hold her like this. To be able to feel her body in such a way. And while yes, she was so much more than just her figure... He could still drool over her like nothing else.

Giving in to his own urges, he moves his hand down to her ass, playfully squeezing. "And you think I'll ever have enough? Quite the opposite." He bites off the last of his popsicle, twirling the stick between his fingers.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick gasps before letting out a pleased hum, pushing back against his hand slightly. She would gladly let him touch every inch of her body. Never seeming to get enough. She had been starved for a kind touch when they were first together, and she's only craved it more since.

Merrick looks at him for a moment before sliding her hand up and touching his cheek, gently turning his head in her direction. A lingering gaze focuses on his lips before she looks up into his eyes. "May I have a taste?" She asks in the same tone as earlier. Now that Wilford didn't have anything to choke on.

[carnivalofchaos]

With her silent permission, he gave her ass another squeeze. Yes, he could lay it on thick when he wanted to. Having been deprived of such touches for so long, to be able to do such, and to do so freely... He was going to take advantage of it.

When she turns his head, his eyes are half lidded. He looks relaxed, calm. "I certainly won't stop you... But I don't know if I'll be able to let you go when you do." He leans forward, till their lips are mere inches apart.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick's heart was going wild in her chest, feeling all too warm and it couldn't be blamed on the sun. He own cheeks were even pinker than before as she glances at his lips again. Before she actually kisses him, her tongue pokes out to lick some more sweet syrup from the other side of his mouth.

"Promise?" She asks barely above a whisper. Before he can answer, she presses her lips to his with a soft groan. He was already sweet to begin with, now he was downright sinful. Merrick doesn't hesitate to move her lips against his, tangling a hand in his hair.

[carnivalofchaos]

Before he can even assure her promise, she's kissing him. The sweetness of his popsicle mingling with a flavor that was just inherently Merrick. Every time they kissed was sweet, but this was a new level. Maybe he was right, he didn't know if he could stop himself.

Their lips move together in a way that already felt familiar. He breathes her in, the chlorine filling his senses. The grip on her back side lightens up, hand gliding up to hold onto her waist.

[the-merrick-archives]

Its nearly instantaneous, Merrick is drawn to him like a moth to a flame. More than willing to get burned if it meant feeling him against her. Her arms come up to rest on the tops of his shoulders, pressing her chest to him even more.

Even her leg comes up to wrap around him a little more securely, seemingly not satisfied until every inch of bare skin is in contact with him somehow. Merrick lets out a huff of air before running her tongue along his bottom lip.

[carnivalofchaos]

Wilford parts his lips with no hesitation, letting his own tongue run against hers. There's still a small trace of coconut, as well as alcohol. And he loves it. Sweet and addicting, two words to describe her.

Every place that their skin touches burns up, and he wants more. Wants to feel every part of her body against his. Carefully grabbing her, he moves her hips so that they're on top of his. And so that she can be on top of him.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick hums as he moves her, placing her exactly where she wants to be. As eager as she is, she tries her best to move slowly and carefully. The last thing she wanted was to end up capsizing and interrupting what was turning out to be a lovely afternoon.

She kisses him for a few moments longer before coming up for air. Glowing, needy eyes staring into his for a handful of seconds before she trails kisses along his jaw. She meant it when she said that she couldn't get enough. More than happy to keep showing him. "Amore..." Merrick says softly next to his ear as she starts moving down his neck.

[carnivalofchaos]

A chill shoots through his spine as she whispers into his ear. There's something about when she whispered into his ear. It made him get excited in a way he didn't know could ever happen. "My dear, love it when you talk like that..."

He couldn't take his hands off of her. Running his hands along her sides, playing with the material of her bikini. He moves his head to the side, allowing her more access to his neck. He loved showering her with his affections, but when she gave him the same in return. Just as lovely. "You're uch a sweetheart, my love... My heart beats for you."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick shivers under his touch, goosebumps raising beneath his hands. She happily takes advantage of having his neck on display, placing open mouthed kisses down to the juncture of his neck and shoulder. Her tongue pokes out to run along the skin before she begins moving back up.

She moans softly, her thighs tensing around him briefly as she kisses just under his ear. If he loved when she talked like that, then Merrick was glad to do it more. "Tale devozione... essere amato da te è un onore, tesoro. Il mio cuore, il mio tutto... sono completamente tuo."

With a little concentration, the translation filters into Wilford's mind, so he could understand: Such devotion… to be loved by you is an honor, darling. My heart, my everything…I am wholly yours.

[carnivalofchaos]

Wils eyes start to glow with love, and want. Thankfully, she'd been helpful enough to provide translations for him, and his heart skipped a beat. Everyday since the first time they went out together, he'd been dedicated. Completely hers. Wanting to love her like she deserved. To hear that she was his, as much as he was hers... It was enough to make him lightheaded.

"내 모든 것을 다해 당신을 사랑합니다 내 마음. 내 영혼, 내 존재 자체가 당신의 것입니다. 나는 당신이 행복하기를 바랍니다. 느낌이 좋아."

And, since she'd been so courteous to him, the least he could do was be kind right back. 'I love you with all my heart. My soul, my very being, are yours. I want you to be happy. Feel so good.'

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick's breath is shaky next to his ear as she listens, a shiver racing through her body as she clings to him. He was so good to her, good for her. He's brought love and more color to her life, and she could thank him every day until the end of time. It still wouldn't be enough.

Slowly, Merrick leans back just enough to look at him, keeping just a few inches from his face. Staring lovingly into his glowing eyes with her own. She rolls her hips a little, moaning softly as her hands come to rest on his chest. "You make me so happy...always make me feel divine...so grateful for you..."

[carnivalofchaos]

A deep groan is heard when she rolls her hips against him, and the hands on her hips hold on just a tad bit tighter. It wasn't fair, the effect she had on him. He'd never be able to repay her. No matter what he did, it'd never be enough. There was no way to encapsulate the love he had for her.

"No, no... if anything, I'm grateful for you... Don't remember the last time I felt this loved... All I want to do it make sure that you're loved... Treat you like you deserve." That was his one true intention. To make sure that she was loved, treated like the prize she truly was. He went into this with nothing but love, and that's what he still had for her.

[the-merrick-archives]

"You do...Gods, Wilford, you do. I've never felt so loved, and you treat me like a Goddess. You give me so much and I couldn't ask for more...you're all I need."

The words spill out of her freely, meaning every single one of them. He always made her feel so important, that he was the lucky one. When Merrick felt absolutely blessed to have him in her life.

Her heart is beating wildly in her chest as she kisses him again. A few on his cheeks and forehead before her lips stop right in front of his. "I love you so much..." She says breathlessly before kissing his lips. This time, there's more passion and intensity behind it as she immediately deepens the kiss. Needing to show him how much she meant it as she presses against him.

[carnivalofchaos]

'You're all I need'

Merrick, who had the ability to have anything she could ever want. Have anything at the snap of her fingers. A goddess amongst mortals... and he was everything she needed. Him, the luckiest man in the world. The one who had to work up the guts to hold her hand, and even then, she beat him to it. He was enough for her.

"Oh, Merrick... You'll never know how much you mean to me..."

Thats all he gets out before his lips are on hers again, kiss deepening almost immediately. He needed her to know how much he loved her. How truly deep he'd fallen for her. And he'd show her. However she wanted, he'd show her.

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Wilford's lips were so soft and sweet, his grip on her hips always a comforting feeling, keeping her close to him. He had said he didn't know if he'd be able to let her go, but she was practically clinging to him at this point. Utterly consumed by her love for him, along with a need that was starting to ignite a fire inside of her.

One of her hands tangles in his hair while her other arm stays wrapped over his shoulders. Pressing her chest to him with a groan, her hips have slowly started to move against him. The friction causing her to break the kiss with a gasp. Her eyes are even brighter when they open to look at him.

"Wilford...make love to me...please, I need you..."

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The feeling of her hips against him is sinful. How she could have him under her thumb with a single motion. He couldn't have asked for more. It took a lot of will to not grind up against her. She probably already knew what she was doing to him. How his body reacted to such actions.

Hes panting against her lips, their breaths mingling. He loved how they could work eachother up like this. How they craved each other. No one else but Merrick could make him feel such a way.

"Right here? Right now?" Wil asks with half lidded eyes. One of his hands was already toying with the tie of her top, ready to follow her every word when she was ready.

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As if to remind her, Merrick shifts slightly and her leg makes the plastic of the floaty squeak. But even then, she didn't care that they were outside. They were in the backyard, surrounded by a fence and trees. She had one neighbor who she never interacted with, and she could honestly care less if they heard her enjoying herself. That also had to do with how badly she needed Wilford.

Still, the thought of having sex out in the open like this has a whole new thrill sending sparks of pleasure up her spine and she nods. "Yes...now..." Merrick answers breathlessly. She quickly undoes the tie on the back of her neck, letting Wilford handle the one between her breasts.

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He groans at her answer. Of course she could turn him on with just two words. He's been turned o as soon as he walked outside, but this really sealed the deal.

Carefully, Wilford undoes the tie between her breasts, before taking the garment off of her. He tosses it to the side, with little care of where it landed. He'd have no problem fetching it later if she so wished.

He drooled at the sight of her, so much that he has to swallow before he could even speak. "Perfect as always, my dear. Absolutely perfect." To think that such a sight was for him... Fuck, he was so hard right now. He reaches up, and puts a hand on her breast, simply feeling her in his hand. "You're beautiful..."

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Every sound he makes, every touch against her skin has her reeling. Wanting nothing more than to make him feel good. Show him how much she loved him, the effect he had on her. She's moaning before he even touches her breast, his words always going straight through her. Perfect...he thought she was perfect.

She arches her back, pressing against his hand as her head tips back to let out another moan. Hands touching and gripping his chest. "So are you, my love...gorgeous..." A few slow, deep rolls of her hips have Merrick whimpering with need as one hand moves down to undo a tie at her hip.

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The bulge in his pants only grows more. His very being needed her. In a way that one needed air. He knew he needed her.

One hand continues to play with her chest, feeling the soft skin beneath his fingers. The other went between their bodies.

Two fingers press against Merricks swim bottoms, rubbing small, slow circles against the cloth. "Take care of these for me, my love. I want to touch you... need to touch you. I need to please you."

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Merrick groans as he rubs her, both hands now working to undo the tied fabric on each side. Her cheeks turn pink as she can feel how wet she is already, almost seeping through the material. She barely manages to have enough patience to untie them before she rips the piece to shreds. It was a barrier that she needed gone, now.

She raises up on her knees so she can grab the bottoms and toss them to the side, now completely bare before her lover. Slight tan lines are visible where the bikini had been, the rest of her skin gently sun kissed. Merrick sees the bulge in his swim shorts and can't help but reach out and palm him. "Is it your turn, amore? You must be uncomfortable by now..."

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He retracts his hand long enough for her to take the bottoms away. And when their off, he goes right back to touching her. God, she was soaked already, and they just started. He ran his fingers through her folds, letting his thumb rub circles onto her clit. Watching intently, gauging her reactions.

Then she's touching him, and he let's out a weak moan. But... he shakes his head no. "This is about you, my love... I want to make you feel good. Not about me. This is for you." He'd gladly let himself sit with his ache if it meant he got to please her. That was his number one priority. To make sure she felt good.

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Merrick lets out a moan and almost folds in on herself once he's touching her again. But she concentrates as she continues to rub his cock through his swim shorts. Wanting him to feel good, too. But then, instead of poofing them away, he's shaking his head no.

She shouldn't be surprised, Wil has been a selfless lover since their first night together. Pleasing her thoroughly before worrying about himself. The way he's watching her, how good she feels just from him rubbing her clit...she lets herself obey with a nod.

Both of her hands move to his shoulders as she grinds into his hand, panting as she looks at him. "You...ah, you always make me feel incredible, darling...mmm, fuck..."

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Merrick was very happy that she had a pool installed in the backyard.

Especially for the wretched summer they were having. She was more than happy to put on sunscreen and lounge by the water. Or, as she was doing now, swimming laps. It was a great way to cool off and it felt good, too.

Climbing up the latter, Merrick moves her raven hair out of her face. Skin glistening, wet purple bikini clinging to her form. She looks over at her partner with a small smirk. "Having fun, darling?"

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Wil was never exactly one for hot weather. Feeling all icky and sweaty just wasn't his thing.

Which is why he preferred to stay inside for the most part. Lounging about, letting himself potato around the various rooms. Merricks house was lovely for such an activity. Places to lay down, to sit and take a nice nap, anything really.

He was aware of her activities outside, her saying that she would be swimming about in her new pool. Eventually, he decided to be helpful. What would be more helpful than a nice drink to cool down with?

He stepped out the back door, a bottle of water in one hand, and a Pina Colada slush in the other. "Oh, dearest, I have your- ooooooh..." he was glad he didn't drop the drinks. Holy shit.

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Merrick grins at his reaction, always loving how expressive he was. Every time, it was like the first time he's seen her in something...appealing. She slowly walks toward him, stopping just a couple feet away with a hand on her hip.

"You're so sweet, darling. Thank you." She runs her hand back through her hair again. Her fair skin had received a slight tan, nothing much but a pleasant surprise nonetheless. Gentle trails of water run down her chest and abdomen.

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He's been rendered speechless. His brain haywire. God, why must she be so perfect all the time? His mouth opens, but no words come out, just a weak breath and a weird 'uhhhh'.

He carefully steps forward, amking sure to keep his eyes up... and not looking at her stunning body. Definitely not subtly glacing at her glistening form. Or salivating at the way the water runs down her skin. Yep, definitely not doing that.

When he's close enough, he has her the Pina colada, and decides that maybe he needs the water more than her. Taking a long sip from the bottle.

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Oh, Wilford was in trouble. Merrick actually bites her lip when she hears the sound that comes out of him. She could be merciless, exploiting every possible weakness in her opponent, for many decades. In the courtroom, when dispensing her own brand of justice...and in other matters.

She doesn't look away from him as he gets closer, fingers gently trailing against his as she grabs the drink. Taking her time to sip from the straw. As he drinks the water, she rests a hand over his chest. "Goodness...someone's thirsty." She says in a sultry tone, keeping her face as innocent as possible.

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Wil stops drinking, choking on the water already in his mouth as it goes down the wrong tube. He's sent into a coughing fit, hitting his chest as he coughs up the water.

Hes catching his breath now, hands on his knees as he gets the air he so desperately needs. Of course she has to talk like that, like she didn't know what she was doing. What else would she do, have mercy on his soul? As if.

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Uh oh. Merrick was expecting a spit take, not that she would make him choke. Setting the drink down on a nearby table, she quickly moves closer to him and rubs his upper back.

"Oh no, darling, I'm so sorry...are you alright?" Both of her hands are on him now, really wanting to make sure he was okay. Not even noticing how close his face was to her chest, now that he was leaning down with his hands on his knees.

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He's red in the face for a variety of reasons. Another small coughing fit happens before he's able to answer her. "I'm okay, pumpkin... just caught me by surprise is all... ow." He said as he clutched his chest.

It takes another moment for him to have the guts to open his eyes again. And of fucking course he's met with her chest. Because why wouldn't he be? "My dear, I already can't breathe, you standing in my field of vision is going to give me a heart attack."

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Merrick was threading her fingers through his hair, wanting to comfort him however she could. Even if he said he was okay, she still felt bad. At least a little bit.

"Oh...oh! Well, we wouldn't want that." She backs away a couple of steps with a chuckle, the apples of her cheeks tinged pink. And not from the sun. A subtle heat was making her feel flushed, how strongly he reacted to her. Always making her feel like a Goddess.

"Would you like to join me? The water is absolutely divine..." Merrick turns to walk back to the pool...half of her ass out on display thanks to the cut of the bikini. She crouches down before sitting on the edge, splashing at the water with her feet.

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When she's a safe distance away, he brings himself back to his full height, wiping his mouth off. Maybe that would finally teach her to stop being so sexy all the time. She had a grip of his mortality.

He looks back at her while she's not looking, watching her walk away. Fuck, her ass... to think that she could just wear that Bikini around like it was nothing, showing herself off like that. God damn, and he thought lingerie was hot.

Unable to deny such an offer, with a snap of his fingers, he's changed into a pair of pink swin shorts, and a yellow tank top. He makes his way over, and sits next to her, feet kicking about in the water. She was right, it did feel nice. "...you look beautiful..." He says quietly, as if it was a secret.

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Her back and arms are straight, palms nearly flat on the decorative stone as she continues to gently kick at the water. Merrick looks up as he moves to sit down next to her, smiling fondly. He had decided to keep her company after all.

She's watching the ripples in the water when he compliments her, turning her head to gaze at him. Gods, he was handsome. There was just enough sunlight filtering through scarce shade, casting him in a nice light.

"Thank you, amore...you're rather handsome yourself." She toes at his calf playfully before leaning back on her hands, shaking her hair out a little. "Gods, it's been so hot lately. I already want to jump back in."

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The water was a pretty crystal blue. Cooling his legs. He takes a deep breath, the smell of chlorine and fresh air mixing together. In the back of his head, there was a memory of such smell. A pool, and he dove in, no hesitation. It wasn't that strong of a memory, but it was there nonetheless.

Merrick was stunning as always. Even when she wasn't trying to be, Wil just couldn't get enough of her. Like right now... how she looked in her element. Sitting pretty as she kicked the water around.

"...would you go for a swim with me?" He asked, laying one of his hands atop one of her own.

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If Merrick thought about it hard enough, she would remember, too. Her first clue that strange things were afoot. A colonel that she wasn't sure if she liked or not...

But none of that mattered. She knew she liked Wilford. That she loved him. Feeling the hand on her own, Merrick turns to look at him, a fond smile slowly forming. Turning her body, her other hand touches his cheek before she's leaning even closer. Until her lips are pressing against his.

She stays for a moment, eyes closed, merely enjoying the closeness. The warmth of his lips against hers that were slightly cooler. Then she parts, gazing into his eyes. "I'd love to..." One more peck and she hops into the water with a giggle.

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Every time he kissed Merrick felt like the first time. The feeling that ran through his body, reminding him of just how much he loved her. That she was the best thing in his life in a long time. Reminding himself that he had to treat her right.

He savors the kiss while he can before she parts. Then he's watching her swim away. He looks out at her fondly. She looked so happy... that smile could light up a room with how bright it was.

Not wanting to leave her alone,Wilford makes quick work of peeling off his shirt and tossing it to the side, before popping into the water, and letting himself float on the surface.

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Merrick pops up from the water a few feet away with a gasp, shaking her hair out of her face. She had nearly forgotten how much she loved to swim until she finally did it again. But as she wipes the water from her face, whatever thoughts that were in her brain are suddenly gone.

Wilford was in the pool, and his shirt was gone. His chest, bare and wet, out on full display as she stares at him. Ah, so that's how that felt, huh? Biting her lip, she moves closer to him until she can reach out and run her hand along his chest with a pleased hum.

"My love...are you trying to give me a heart attack now? I suppose I would deserve such treatment...and what a way to go."

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The water is nice and cold, and gets that horrible icky feeling off of his skin. He feels genuinely relaxed, squinting up at the summer sky. Maybe he could fall asleep like this, floating on the water. Though he wouldn't exactly be fond of certain areas becoming crispy, and others not.

Spewking of which, Merrick comes along and touches his chest, and he can't help but smile. "Maybe now you finally see what you do to me, dearest... though I'd much rather die by your hand than you by mine."

A wet hand comes up to brush a stray strand of hair out of Merricks face, before cupping her cheek. "I love you, my honeybun."

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Merrick grins happily, and if her smile could light up a room, it was only because Wilford made it so. Never had her smile been quite as big and genuine until he came into her life. Filling her heart with love and a happiness she didn't think she could enjoy again.

Leaning into his touch, Merrick kisses the tip of his nose. "I love you too, my heart. And I only wish for you to see what is utterly yours. A sight for your eyes only." She presses her lips together, trying not to giggle. "And yes, you are also incredibly adorable when you get all flustered."

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There it was again. That smile. That smile lit up his life for the better. If only his memory wasn't so cruel, maybe then he'd be able to remember it every day for the rest of his life. Maybe that's what made him fall in love with her... that smile.

"I understand that it's mine, but everytime you remind me... it feels like the first time all over again." If he was being honest, he still didn't know how he'd managed to score such a lovely woman. How he'd lucked out so hard. "You're one to behold... and how I managed my way into your heart will remain a mystery."

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"Such a wonderful thing to hear. I wouldn't want you to be getting bored of me already." It's said in jest, but Merrick would be lying if she said such thoughts hadn't ever crossed her mind. It was thanks to her jaded point of view, no doubt. Even if she believe Wilford would treat her that way, anxiety could be a real bitch.

"I'll happily spend my days helping you solve that mystery, my darling. Remind you that you are a good man." Both of her hands run over himnow, pressing a lingering kiss on his shoulder before gazing into his face. "You make me happy...giddy, even. Which I didn't even think was possible."

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"Oh, but I could never grow bored of you, my dear. How could I ever grow bored of something so lovely?" And that was certainly saying something. His attention span was one of the worst out there. Not to mention his reputation. But Merrick was different. In many ways. Wil was completely dedicated to her. Dedicated in a way he didn't think he had in him anymore until he met her.

Even in the summer sun, her hands are cold. Not that he had a problem with that, they were quite refreshing. "Then I'll gladly spend the rest of my days by your side if it means you feel that happiness. It's what you deserve."

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...the rest of my days...

It's a statement that made Merrick's heart leap in her chest. If he was anything like her, that would be quite a few days indeed. And he wanted to spend them with her. Did she deserve such a thing? To have someone so devoted to her? Someone who felt the same way she did?

It was hard to imagine, yet here he was. "I couldn't ask for better company..." She murmurs, just wanting to be near him. "Um...I have a request, if you can do it. Would you be able to summon a big pool floaty we could cuddle on?" Her eyes practically light up as she asks. She's seen what he's capable of and she couldn't help but ask.

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He smirks at her, and points behind her. "You mean like that one over there?"

Behind Merrick, is Wil floating along in what appeared to be a popsicle. In one hand, he nursed his own popsicle, pink juice running down the corners of his mouth. Not that he seemed to care.

Looking over to her, he gives her a beckoning finger. "Come join me, my love. Lay in the sun with me, let me hold you."

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Merrick was used to Wilford suddenly being in another place, but she still couldn't help but look back...nope, he was gone. Giggling, she wades over to him and jumps in, seeming to float for a couple seconds before gently landing on her side next to him.

"Gods, this is perfect...thank you." Just room enough for the two of them, bodies touching. She throws a leg over him and slowly leans in, licking some of the juice from the side of his chin like it was no big deal. "Mmm~ Sweet..."

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Wilford welcomes her with open arms, holding her as close as he could against him. He couldn't think of a better way of spending time with her. The two of them, spending time in the sun, laying together. "There's no need to thank me, my dear."

He takes a bite out of the soft ice treat in his hand, simply enjoying her presence. Until she decides to tease him again.

Two could play at that game. He adjusted the arm he had around her, til he hand was just away from the curve of her ass. He innocently fidgets with the material of her bikini, fiddling with the tie on her hip. "Only sweet for you, my dear..."

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Merrick was expecting to feel his hand on her ass, or it was wishful thinking on her part. When it stops just short of where she wants him, she pouts her lip. Only to press closer to him...which in turn presses her chest against him.

"Mmm, and I can't get enough, amore..." Her hand rests on his abdomen as she lets out a soft sigh of content. Nuzzling her face on his chest before planting a few kisses there. Merrick wanted to be wrapped around him as much as she could, feeling positively clingy.

[carnivalofchaos]

With her chest against him, a blush creeps onto his cheeks. It was an honor to be able to hold her like this. To be able to feel her body in such a way. And while yes, she was so much more than just her figure... He could still drool over her like nothing else.

Giving in to his own urges, he moves his hand down to her ass, playfully squeezing. "And you think I'll ever have enough? Quite the opposite." He bites off the last of his popsicle, twirling the stick between his fingers.

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Merrick gasps before letting out a pleased hum, pushing back against his hand slightly. She would gladly let him touch every inch of her body. Never seeming to get enough. She had been starved for a kind touch when they were first together, and she's only craved it more since.

Merrick looks at him for a moment before sliding her hand up and touching his cheek, gently turning his head in her direction. A lingering gaze focuses on his lips before she looks up into his eyes. "May I have a taste?" She asks in the same tone as earlier. Now that Wilford didn't have anything to choke on.

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With her silent permission, he gave her ass another squeeze. Yes, he could lay it on thick when he wanted to. Having been deprived of such touches for so long, to be able to do such, and to do so freely... He was going to take advantage of it.

When she turns his head, his eyes are half lidded. He looks relaxed, calm. "I certainly won't stop you... But I don't know if I'll be able to let you go when you do." He leans forward, till their lips are mere inches apart.

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Merrick's heart was going wild in her chest, feeling all too warm and it couldn't be blamed on the sun. He own cheeks were even pinker than before as she glances at his lips again. Before she actually kisses him, her tongue pokes out to lick some more sweet syrup from the other side of his mouth.

"Promise?" She asks barely above a whisper. Before he can answer, she presses her lips to his with a soft groan. He was already sweet to begin with, now he was downright sinful. Merrick doesn't hesitate to move her lips against his, tangling a hand in his hair.

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Before he can even assure her promise, she's kissing him. The sweetness of his popsicle mingling with a flavor that was just inherently Merrick. Every time they kissed was sweet, but this was a new level. Maybe he was right, he didn't know if he could stop himself.

Their lips move together in a way that already felt familiar. He breathes her in, the chlorine filling his senses. The grip on her back side lightens up, hand gliding up to hold onto her waist.

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Its nearly instantaneous, Merrick is drawn to him like a moth to a flame. More than willing to get burned if it meant feeling him against her. Her arms come up to rest on the tops of his shoulders, pressing her chest to him even more.

Even her leg comes up to wrap around him a little more securely, seemingly not satisfied until every inch of bare skin is in contact with him somehow. Merrick lets out a huff of air before running her tongue along his bottom lip.

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Wilford parts his lips with no hesitation, letting his own tongue run against hers. There's still a small trace of coconut, as well as alcohol. And he loves it. Sweet and addicting, two words to describe her.

Every place that their skin touches burns up, and he wants more. Wants to feel every part of her body against his. Carefully grabbing her, he moves her hips so that they're on top of his. And so that she can be on top of him.

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Merrick hums as he moves her, placing her exactly where she wants to be. As eager as she is, she tries her best to move slowly and carefully. The last thing she wanted was to end up capsizing and interrupting what was turning out to be a lovely afternoon.

She kisses him for a few moments longer before coming up for air. Glowing, needy eyes staring into his for a handful of seconds before she trails kisses along his jaw. She meant it when she said that she couldn't get enough. More than happy to keep showing him. "Amore..." Merrick says softly next to his ear as she starts moving down his neck.

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A chill shoots through his spine as she whispers into his ear. There's something about when she whispered into his ear. It made him get excited in a way he didn't know could ever happen. "My dear, love it when you talk like that..."

He couldn't take his hands off of her. Running his hands along her sides, playing with the material of her bikini. He moves his head to the side, allowing her more access to his neck. He loved showering her with his affections, but when she gave him the same in return. Just as lovely. "You're uch a sweetheart, my love... My heart beats for you."

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Merrick shivers under his touch, goosebumps raising beneath his hands. She happily takes advantage of having his neck on display, placing open mouthed kisses down to the juncture of his neck and shoulder. Her tongue pokes out to run along the skin before she begins moving back up.

She moans softly, her thighs tensing around him briefly as she kisses just under his ear. If he loved when she talked like that, then Merrick was glad to do it more. "Tale devozione... essere amato da te è un onore, tesoro. Il mio cuore, il mio tutto... sono completamente tuo."

With a little concentration, the translation filters into Wilford's mind, so he could understand: Such devotion… to be loved by you is an honor, darling. My heart, my everything…I am wholly yours.

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Wils eyes start to glow with love, and want. Thankfully, she'd been helpful enough to provide translations for him, and his heart skipped a beat. Everyday since the first time they went out together, he'd been dedicated. Completely hers. Wanting to love her like she deserved. To hear that she was his, as much as he was hers... It was enough to make him lightheaded.

"내 모든 것을 다해 당신을 사랑합니다 내 마음. 내 영혼, 내 존재 자체가 당신의 것입니다. 나는 당신이 행복하기를 바랍니다. 느낌이 좋아."

And, since she'd been so courteous to him, the least he could do was be kind right back. 'I love you with all my heart. My soul, my very being, are yours. I want you to be happy. Feel so good.'

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Merrick's breath is shaky next to his ear as she listens, a shiver racing through her body as she clings to him. He was so good to her, good for her. He's brought love and more color to her life, and she could thank him every day until the end of time. It still wouldn't be enough.

Slowly, Merrick leans back just enough to look at him, keeping just a few inches from his face. Staring lovingly into his glowing eyes with her own. She rolls her hips a little, moaning softly as her hands come to rest on his chest. "You make me so happy...always make me feel divine...so grateful for you..."

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A deep groan is heard when she rolls her hips against him, and the hands on her hips hold on just a tad bit tighter. It wasn't fair, the effect she had on him. He'd never be able to repay her. No matter what he did, it'd never be enough. There was no way to encapsulate the love he had for her.

"No, no... if anything, I'm grateful for you... Don't remember the last time I felt this loved... All I want to do it make sure that you're loved... Treat you like you deserve." That was his one true intention. To make sure that she was loved, treated like the prize she truly was. He went into this with nothing but love, and that's what he still had for her.

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"You do...Gods, Wilford, you do. I've never felt so loved, and you treat me like a Goddess. You give me so much and I couldn't ask for more...you're all I need."

The words spill out of her freely, meaning every single one of them. He always made her feel so important, that he was the lucky one. When Merrick felt absolutely blessed to have him in her life.

Her heart is beating wildly in her chest as she kisses him again. A few on his cheeks and forehead before her lips stop right in front of his. "I love you so much..." She says breathlessly before kissing his lips. This time, there's more passion and intensity behind it as she immediately deepens the kiss. Needing to show him how much she meant it as she presses against him.

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'You're all I need'

Merrick, who had the ability to have anything she could ever want. Have anything at the snap of her fingers. A goddess amongst mortals... and he was everything she needed. Him, the luckiest man in the world. The one who had to work up the guts to hold her hand, and even then, she beat him to it. He was enough for her.

"Oh, Merrick... You'll never know how much you mean to me..."

Thats all he gets out before his lips are on hers again, kiss deepening almost immediately. He needed her to know how much he loved her. How truly deep he'd fallen for her. And he'd show her. However she wanted, he'd show her.

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Wilford's lips were so soft and sweet, his grip on her hips always a comforting feeling, keeping her close to him. He had said he didn't know if he'd be able to let her go, but she was practically clinging to him at this point. Utterly consumed by her love for him, along with a need that was starting to ignite a fire inside of her.

One of her hands tangles in his hair while her other arm stays wrapped over his shoulders. Pressing her chest to him with a groan, her hips have slowly started to move against him. The friction causing her to break the kiss with a gasp. Her eyes are even brighter when they open to look at him.

"Wilford...make love to me...please, I need you..."

[carnivalofchaos]

The feeling of her hips against him is sinful. How she could have him under her thumb with a single motion. He couldn't have asked for more. It took a lot of will to not grind up against her. She probably already knew what she was doing to him. How his body reacted to such actions.

Hes panting against her lips, their breaths mingling. He loved how they could work eachother up like this. How they craved each other. No one else but Merrick could make him feel such a way.

"Right here? Right now?" Wil asks with half lidded eyes. One of his hands was already toying with the tie of her top, ready to follow her every word when she was ready.

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As if to remind her, Merrick shifts slightly and her leg makes the plastic of the floaty squeak. But even then, she didn't care that they were outside. They were in the backyard, surrounded by a fence and trees. She had one neighbor who she never interacted with, and she could honestly care less if they heard her enjoying herself. That also had to do with how badly she needed Wilford.

Still, the thought of having sex out in the open like this has a whole new thrill sending sparks of pleasure up her spine and she nods. "Yes...now..." Merrick answers breathlessly. She quickly undoes the tie on the back of her neck, letting Wilford handle the one between her breasts.

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He groans at her answer. Of course she could turn him on with just two words. He's been turned o as soon as he walked outside, but this really sealed the deal.

Carefully, Wilford undoes the tie between her breasts, before taking the garment off of her. He tosses it to the side, with little care of where it landed. He'd have no problem fetching it later if she so wished.

He drooled at the sight of her, so much that he has to swallow before he could even speak. "Perfect as always, my dear. Absolutely perfect." To think that such a sight was for him... Fuck, he was so hard right now. He reaches up, and puts a hand on her breast, simply feeling her in his hand. "You're beautiful..."

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Every sound he makes, every touch against her skin has her reeling. Wanting nothing more than to make him feel good. Show him how much she loved him, the effect he had on her. She's moaning before he even touches her breast, his words always going straight through her. Perfect...he thought she was perfect.

She arches her back, pressing against his hand as her head tips back to let out another moan. Hands touching and gripping his chest. "So are you, my love...gorgeous..." A few slow, deep rolls of her hips have Merrick whimpering with need as one hand moves down to undo a tie at her hip.

[carnivalofchaos]

The bulge in his pants only grows more. His very being needed her. In a way that one needed air. He knew he needed her.

One hand continues to play with her chest, feeling the soft skin beneath his fingers. The other went between their bodies.

Two fingers press against Merricks swim bottoms, rubbing small, slow circles against the cloth. "Take care of these for me, my love. I want to touch you... need to touch you. I need to please you."

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Merrick groans as he rubs her, both hands now working to undo the tied fabric on each side. Her cheeks turn pink as she can feel how wet she is already, almost seeping through the material. She barely manages to have enough patience to untie them before she rips the piece to shreds. It was a barrier that she needed gone, now.

She raises up on her knees so she can grab the bottoms and toss them to the side, now completely bare before her lover. Slight tan lines are visible where the bikini had been, the rest of her skin gently sun kissed. Merrick sees the bulge in his swim shorts and can't help but reach out and palm him. "Is it your turn, amore? You must be uncomfortable by now..."

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Gods, it was hot.

If Enzo'd had the option, he would've been at home with the ac on. Unfortunately, the higher‐ups decided that it was perfect weather for a rewards ceremony. This meant wearing a suit. Great.

At least he'd been allowed to bring Merrick along though, a nice silver lining to the day.

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Once it's over and they're back in the car, Enzo immediately takes off his shirt and tie, resting his forehead on the cold steering wheel.

He's glistening in sweat and the way he's sitting gives a very clear view of all of the muscles that he usually hides.

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Gods, he was hot.

It wasn't fair, honestly. Of course Merrick felt bad that he had to wear a suit on such a hot day while she could get away with a sunflower sundress. But he looked so damn good.

And now they were in the car, and he took his shirt off. She's fanning herself for a whole new reason now, even though the AC in the car is cranked up. She pretends to straighten out her dress, crossing her right leg over her left. "Poor thing...must have been miserable..." She says softly as she touches his thigh.

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Enzo moves her hand to the back of his neck, basking in how cold it is. "Mm... 'S too hot.." he mutters, his voice a low rumble. His accent is much thicker than usual, something about the heat making it more difficult to suppress.

Every breath he takes just accentuates everything that's on display — shoulders tensing with every inhale before relaxing as he exhales.

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"Yes, it is..." Merrick says softly, sounding distracted as she rubbed along his neck. His damn voice. She scoots closer so she can reach under his arm and run her hand along his chest. Needing to touch him Wanting to help cool him down the best she could. It was one time she could be thankful for her cooler hands.

Merrick bites her lip, a quiet moan getting caught in her throat before she tries to make it sound like she was only clearing it. "I'll run you a nice, cool bath when we get home, αγαπητός."

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Enzo basks in the feeling of her hands roaming over his skin, a deep breathy moan escaping him and he doesn't even realise it. He simply enjoys the refreshing coolness of Merrick's hands.

"That sounds divine, αγαπημένη μου κίσσα... thank you.."

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The sigh has Merrick shifting in her seat, slightly squeezing her crossed legs together. He had no right being this damn sexy right now. And then the sweet things he says, merda. She's going to melt into a puddle at this rate.

"Ah...of course, αγαπητέ μου θησαυρό." She moves her hands down a bit, one to between his shoulder blades and the other over his abdomen.

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He notices how she squeezes her legs together and gently places a hand on her thigh, glancing at her properly for a moment. "You alright, darlin'?"

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Gods, his hand on her thigh is so warm...her cheeks are tinged a rosy pink and she nods. Sliding a hand down his arm until it rested over his hand. Her breathing has picked up a little, slight huffs as she looks at him. "Um, yes...of course. I'm fine."

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He gently rubs her thigh, humming quietly. "Είσαι τόσο όμορφος..." he says softly, a smile gracing his features as he gazes at Merrick.

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Now her hands were in her lap, fidgeting as her blush deepens. How was it possible that he had this kind of effect on her, after everything? She can feel the goosebumps raise under his hand as she shivers.

"Gods...το ίδιο κι εσύ, αγάπη μου...το πιο υπέροχο ον που είχα την τιμή να κοιτάξω."

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Enzo leans back in his seat before gently turning Merrick's head to face him with a finger under her chin. He presses a kiss to her forehead. "θεά μου... αναρωτιέμαι τι έκανα για να αξίζω το προνόμιο να με αγαπάς όσο κι εγώ σε αγαπώ."

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Merrick follows his touch with ease, like a magnet, ever drawn to him. Her eyes flutter closed at the kiss, moving as close as she can to him. Kissing his bare shoulder with a hum.

"Θα μπορούσα να απαριθμήσω τους λόγους, αλλά θα ήμασταν γέροι και γκρίζοι μέχρι να τελειώσω."

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

He lets out a pleased hum at the kiss, heart warming at her words, the hand on her chin moving up to gently play with her hair.

"You're so wonderful... Always so good to me.."

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Car be damned, Merrick needed to be closer to him. Carefully, she moves so she's kneeling on her seat, her hand running along his chest. Leaning in as she meets his gaze.

"I only give what is fully deserved, amore..." Merrick replies softly before pressing her lips against his. A whimper getting caught in her throat.

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Enzo's heart is fit to burst at her words and he can barely think of a response that even remotely conveys his feelings. He turns so that his body is facing her as much as possible.

He gladly reciprocates the kiss, almost immediately deepedeepening it.

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Merrick holds his face in her hands, moaning softly as their tongues brush against each other. One hand eventually wanders down and squeezes his chest.

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Enzo's hands move down to hold her hips, groaning as she squeezes his chest. He still wants to be closer to her though.

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The affect this man had on her was powerful. Every touch, every kiss, each one made her feel like she would combust any minute. One hand slides up into his hair and holds on while the other moves down to touch his abdomen.

She breaks the kiss reluctantly, moving to kiss along his cheeks. "Gods..."Κοντεύω να συρθώ στην αγκαλιά σου..." She says against his skin.

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He could spent all day kissing her if she let him, but unfortunately they both still need to breathe.

"How about we move to the back seat, hm?"

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Merrick nods eagerly and wastes no time crawling back there, luckily short enough to do it with relative ease. She remembers another time they were in the back seat together and she smiles fondly.

"Just like our first time, darling..." She says softly. Yes, their first time had been in the back of his car, but it still held a special place in her heart. Always would. It only made her feel more needy for him.

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Enzo smiles at the memory, unable to help the blush that spreads across his face at the mention of it. It would always be special to him, even if it was in the back of his car, because it was with the love of his life. "That was a great night and every day's only gotten better since then."

Carefully, he climbs into the back of the car with surprising ease (and moving the driver's seat back a little).

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So much passion after admitting their feelings for one another. And he was right, it's only gotten better. She smiles as she looks down at her engagement ring. "Yes, it has..." She says softly.

Once he's settled next to her, Merrick wastes no time in bunching up her dress so she can move a leg over him and straddle his lap. Her hips move almost involuntarily as she slowly rolls them once, letting out a moan.

"Gods, do you have any idea what you do to me? First in that suit...then taking off your shirt...such a divine view, all for me..."

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Enzo rests his hands on her hips as she gets situated in his lap, groaning softly when she rolls her hips, grip tightening for a second.

"Well I'm glad you know that it's all yours, darlin'.." he whispers, a smile on his face that's only ever present around Merrick.

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"Mmm, yes...just as mine is only for you..." Merrick whispers back, her heart melting at his gorgeous smile.

Keeping her gaze on him, she slips her arms out of her dress sleeves and pushes her dress down to expose her chest. Her bare chest, as she hadn't worn a bra today.

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In this position, Enzo is at eye level with her chest and he's sure that his eyes sparkle when he realises that she hadn't worn a bra, almost giddy.

He looks up at her as he presses kisses all over her chest, a pleased hum rumbling in his chest. "Mine.." he mumbles against her skin.

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Merrick didn't have ulterior motives when she got dressed today. It had simply been too hot for a bra, and the straps would have been too visible for her liking. But she was certainly glad for it as Enzo kisses her chest.

She hums with him, tangling her fingers in his hair as she tilts her head back. "Mmm...yes, all yours, amore..."

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Enzo stops for a moment, looking up at her with a grin before continuing to kiss anywhere he can reach on her, only stopping again to suck a mark onto the junction of her neck and shoulder.

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Merrick stares back at him, eyes twinkling with nothing but love and affection for him. Then she's leaning into him, pressing her breasts against him once he's sucking a mark against her skin.

With a mind of their own from how good it felt, her hips are rolling against him once more, slow and deep. She lets out a huff of air before moaning, holding him in place as she kisses where she can.

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Merrick was very happy that she had a pool installed in the backyard.

Especially for the wretched summer they were having. She was more than happy to put on sunscreen and lounge by the water. Or, as she was doing now, swimming laps. It was a great way to cool off and it felt good, too.

Climbing up the latter, Merrick moves her raven hair out of her face. Skin glistening, wet purple bikini clinging to her form. She looks over at her partner with a small smirk. "Having fun, darling?"

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Wil was never exactly one for hot weather. Feeling all icky and sweaty just wasn't his thing.

Which is why he preferred to stay inside for the most part. Lounging about, letting himself potato around the various rooms. Merricks house was lovely for such an activity. Places to lay down, to sit and take a nice nap, anything really.

He was aware of her activities outside, her saying that she would be swimming about in her new pool. Eventually, he decided to be helpful. What would be more helpful than a nice drink to cool down with?

He stepped out the back door, a bottle of water in one hand, and a Pina Colada slush in the other. "Oh, dearest, I have your- ooooooh..." he was glad he didn't drop the drinks. Holy shit.

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Merrick grins at his reaction, always loving how expressive he was. Every time, it was like the first time he's seen her in something...appealing. She slowly walks toward him, stopping just a couple feet away with a hand on her hip.

"You're so sweet, darling. Thank you." She runs her hand back through her hair again. Her fair skin had received a slight tan, nothing much but a pleasant surprise nonetheless. Gentle trails of water run down her chest and abdomen.

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He's been rendered speechless. His brain haywire. God, why must she be so perfect all the time? His mouth opens, but no words come out, just a weak breath and a weird 'uhhhh'.

He carefully steps forward, amking sure to keep his eyes up... and not looking at her stunning body. Definitely not subtly glacing at her glistening form. Or salivating at the way the water runs down her skin. Yep, definitely not doing that.

When he's close enough, he has her the Pina colada, and decides that maybe he needs the water more than her. Taking a long sip from the bottle.

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Oh, Wilford was in trouble. Merrick actually bites her lip when she hears the sound that comes out of him. She could be merciless, exploiting every possible weakness in her opponent, for many decades. In the courtroom, when dispensing her own brand of justice...and in other matters.

She doesn't look away from him as he gets closer, fingers gently trailing against his as she grabs the drink. Taking her time to sip from the straw. As he drinks the water, she rests a hand over his chest. "Goodness...someone's thirsty." She says in a sultry tone, keeping her face as innocent as possible.

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Wil stops drinking, choking on the water already in his mouth as it goes down the wrong tube. He's sent into a coughing fit, hitting his chest as he coughs up the water.

Hes catching his breath now, hands on his knees as he gets the air he so desperately needs. Of course she has to talk like that, like she didn't know what she was doing. What else would she do, have mercy on his soul? As if.

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Uh oh. Merrick was expecting a spit take, not that she would make him choke. Setting the drink down on a nearby table, she quickly moves closer to him and rubs his upper back.

"Oh no, darling, I'm so sorry...are you alright?" Both of her hands are on him now, really wanting to make sure he was okay. Not even noticing how close his face was to her chest, now that he was leaning down with his hands on his knees.

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He's red in the face for a variety of reasons. Another small coughing fit happens before he's able to answer her. "I'm okay, pumpkin... just caught me by surprise is all... ow." He said as he clutched his chest.

It takes another moment for him to have the guts to open his eyes again. And of fucking course he's met with her chest. Because why wouldn't he be? "My dear, I already can't breathe, you standing in my field of vision is going to give me a heart attack."

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Merrick was threading her fingers through his hair, wanting to comfort him however she could. Even if he said he was okay, she still felt bad. At least a little bit.

"Oh...oh! Well, we wouldn't want that." She backs away a couple of steps with a chuckle, the apples of her cheeks tinged pink. And not from the sun. A subtle heat was making her feel flushed, how strongly he reacted to her. Always making her feel like a Goddess.

"Would you like to join me? The water is absolutely divine..." Merrick turns to walk back to the pool...half of her ass out on display thanks to the cut of the bikini. She crouches down before sitting on the edge, splashing at the water with her feet.

[carnivalofchaos]

When she's a safe distance away, he brings himself back to his full height, wiping his mouth off. Maybe that would finally teach her to stop being so sexy all the time. She had a grip of his mortality.

He looks back at her while she's not looking, watching her walk away. Fuck, her ass... to think that she could just wear that Bikini around like it was nothing, showing herself off like that. God damn, and he thought lingerie was hot.

Unable to deny such an offer, with a snap of his fingers, he's changed into a pair of pink swin shorts, and a yellow tank top. He makes his way over, and sits next to her, feet kicking about in the water. She was right, it did feel nice. "...you look beautiful..." He says quietly, as if it was a secret.

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Her back and arms are straight, palms nearly flat on the decorative stone as she continues to gently kick at the water. Merrick looks up as he moves to sit down next to her, smiling fondly. He had decided to keep her company after all.

She's watching the ripples in the water when he compliments her, turning her head to gaze at him. Gods, he was handsome. There was just enough sunlight filtering through scarce shade, casting him in a nice light.

"Thank you, amore...you're rather handsome yourself." She toes at his calf playfully before leaning back on her hands, shaking her hair out a little. "Gods, it's been so hot lately. I already want to jump back in."

[carnivalofchaos]

The water was a pretty crystal blue. Cooling his legs. He takes a deep breath, the smell of chlorine and fresh air mixing together. In the back of his head, there was a memory of such smell. A pool, and he dove in, no hesitation. It wasn't that strong of a memory, but it was there nonetheless.

Merrick was stunning as always. Even when she wasn't trying to be, Wil just couldn't get enough of her. Like right now... how she looked in her element. Sitting pretty as she kicked the water around.

"...would you go for a swim with me?" He asked, laying one of his hands atop one of her own.

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If Merrick thought about it hard enough, she would remember, too. Her first clue that strange things were afoot. A colonel that she wasn't sure if she liked or not...

But none of that mattered. She knew she liked Wilford. That she loved him. Feeling the hand on her own, Merrick turns to look at him, a fond smile slowly forming. Turning her body, her other hand touches his cheek before she's leaning even closer. Until her lips are pressing against his.

She stays for a moment, eyes closed, merely enjoying the closeness. The warmth of his lips against hers that were slightly cooler. Then she parts, gazing into his eyes. "I'd love to..." One more peck and she hops into the water with a giggle.

[carnivalofchaos]

Every time he kissed Merrick felt like the first time. The feeling that ran through his body, reminding him of just how much he loved her. That she was the best thing in his life in a long time. Reminding himself that he had to treat her right.

He savors the kiss while he can before she parts. Then he's watching her swim away. He looks out at her fondly. She looked so happy... that smile could light up a room with how bright it was.

Not wanting to leave her alone,Wilford makes quick work of peeling off his shirt and tossing it to the side, before popping into the water, and letting himself float on the surface.

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Merrick pops up from the water a few feet away with a gasp, shaking her hair out of her face. She had nearly forgotten how much she loved to swim until she finally did it again. But as she wipes the water from her face, whatever thoughts that were in her brain are suddenly gone.

Wilford was in the pool, and his shirt was gone. His chest, bare and wet, out on full display as she stares at him. Ah, so that's how that felt, huh? Biting her lip, she moves closer to him until she can reach out and run her hand along his chest with a pleased hum.

"My love...are you trying to give me a heart attack now? I suppose I would deserve such treatment...and what a way to go."

[carnivalofchaos]

The water is nice and cold, and gets that horrible icky feeling off of his skin. He feels genuinely relaxed, squinting up at the summer sky. Maybe he could fall asleep like this, floating on the water. Though he wouldn't exactly be fond of certain areas becoming crispy, and others not.

Spewking of which, Merrick comes along and touches his chest, and he can't help but smile. "Maybe now you finally see what you do to me, dearest... though I'd much rather die by your hand than you by mine."

A wet hand comes up to brush a stray strand of hair out of Merricks face, before cupping her cheek. "I love you, my honeybun."

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Merrick grins happily, and if her smile could light up a room, it was only because Wilford made it so. Never had her smile been quite as big and genuine until he came into her life. Filling her heart with love and a happiness she didn't think she could enjoy again.

Leaning into his touch, Merrick kisses the tip of his nose. "I love you too, my heart. And I only wish for you to see what is utterly yours. A sight for your eyes only." She presses her lips together, trying not to giggle. "And yes, you are also incredibly adorable when you get all flustered."

[carnivalofchaos]

There it was again. That smile. That smile lit up his life for the better. If only his memory wasn't so cruel, maybe then he'd be able to remember it every day for the rest of his life. Maybe that's what made him fall in love with her... that smile.

"I understand that it's mine, but everytime you remind me... it feels like the first time all over again." If he was being honest, he still didn't know how he'd managed to score such a lovely woman. How he'd lucked out so hard. "You're one to behold... and how I managed my way into your heart will remain a mystery."

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"Such a wonderful thing to hear. I wouldn't want you to be getting bored of me already." It's said in jest, but Merrick would be lying if she said such thoughts hadn't ever crossed her mind. It was thanks to her jaded point of view, no doubt. Even if she believe Wilford would treat her that way, anxiety could be a real bitch.

"I'll happily spend my days helping you solve that mystery, my darling. Remind you that you are a good man." Both of her hands run over himnow, pressing a lingering kiss on his shoulder before gazing into his face. "You make me happy...giddy, even. Which I didn't even think was possible."

[carnivalofchaos]

"Oh, but I could never grow bored of you, my dear. How could I ever grow bored of something so lovely?" And that was certainly saying something. His attention span was one of the worst out there. Not to mention his reputation. But Merrick was different. In many ways. Wil was completely dedicated to her. Dedicated in a way he didn't think he had in him anymore until he met her.

Even in the summer sun, her hands are cold. Not that he had a problem with that, they were quite refreshing. "Then I'll gladly spend the rest of my days by your side if it means you feel that happiness. It's what you deserve."

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...the rest of my days...

It's a statement that made Merrick's heart leap in her chest. If he was anything like her, that would be quite a few days indeed. And he wanted to spend them with her. Did she deserve such a thing? To have someone so devoted to her? Someone who felt the same way she did?

It was hard to imagine, yet here he was. "I couldn't ask for better company..." She murmurs, just wanting to be near him. "Um...I have a request, if you can do it. Would you be able to summon a big pool floaty we could cuddle on?" Her eyes practically light up as she asks. She's seen what he's capable of and she couldn't help but ask.

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He smirks at her, and points behind her. "You mean like that one over there?"

Behind Merrick, is Wil floating along in what appeared to be a popsicle. In one hand, he nursed his own popsicle, pink juice running down the corners of his mouth. Not that he seemed to care.

Looking over to her, he gives her a beckoning finger. "Come join me, my love. Lay in the sun with me, let me hold you."

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Merrick was used to Wilford suddenly being in another place, but she still couldn't help but look back...nope, he was gone. Giggling, she wades over to him and jumps in, seeming to float for a couple seconds before gently landing on her side next to him.

"Gods, this is perfect...thank you." Just room enough for the two of them, bodies touching. She throws a leg over him and slowly leans in, licking some of the juice from the side of his chin like it was no big deal. "Mmm~ Sweet..."

[carnivalofchaos]

Wilford welcomes her with open arms, holding her as close as he could against him. He couldn't think of a better way of spending time with her. The two of them, spending time in the sun, laying together. "There's no need to thank me, my dear."

He takes a bite out of the soft ice treat in his hand, simply enjoying her presence. Until she decides to tease him again.

Two could play at that game. He adjusted the arm he had around her, til he hand was just away from the curve of her ass. He innocently fidgets with the material of her bikini, fiddling with the tie on her hip. "Only sweet for you, my dear..."

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Merrick was expecting to feel his hand on her ass, or it was wishful thinking on her part. When it stops just short of where she wants him, she pouts her lip. Only to press closer to him...which in turn presses her chest against him.

"Mmm, and I can't get enough, amore..." Her hand rests on his abdomen as she lets out a soft sigh of content. Nuzzling her face on his chest before planting a few kisses there. Merrick wanted to be wrapped around him as much as she could, feeling positively clingy.

[carnivalofchaos]

With her chest against him, a blush creeps onto his cheeks. It was an honor to be able to hold her like this. To be able to feel her body in such a way. And while yes, she was so much more than just her figure... He could still drool over her like nothing else.

Giving in to his own urges, he moves his hand down to her ass, playfully squeezing. "And you think I'll ever have enough? Quite the opposite." He bites off the last of his popsicle, twirling the stick between his fingers.

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Merrick gasps before letting out a pleased hum, pushing back against his hand slightly. She would gladly let him touch every inch of her body. Never seeming to get enough. She had been starved for a kind touch when they were first together, and she's only craved it more since.

Merrick looks at him for a moment before sliding her hand up and touching his cheek, gently turning his head in her direction. A lingering gaze focuses on his lips before she looks up into his eyes. "May I have a taste?" She asks in the same tone as earlier. Now that Wilford didn't have anything to choke on.

[carnivalofchaos]

With her silent permission, he gave her ass another squeeze. Yes, he could lay it on thick when he wanted to. Having been deprived of such touches for so long, to be able to do such, and to do so freely... He was going to take advantage of it.

When she turns his head, his eyes are half lidded. He looks relaxed, calm. "I certainly won't stop you... But I don't know if I'll be able to let you go when you do." He leans forward, till their lips are mere inches apart.

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Merrick's heart was going wild in her chest, feeling all too warm and it couldn't be blamed on the sun. He own cheeks were even pinker than before as she glances at his lips again. Before she actually kisses him, her tongue pokes out to lick some more sweet syrup from the other side of his mouth.

"Promise?" She asks barely above a whisper. Before he can answer, she presses her lips to his with a soft groan. He was already sweet to begin with, now he was downright sinful. Merrick doesn't hesitate to move her lips against his, tangling a hand in his hair.

[carnivalofchaos]

Before he can even assure her promise, she's kissing him. The sweetness of his popsicle mingling with a flavor that was just inherently Merrick. Every time they kissed was sweet, but this was a new level. Maybe he was right, he didn't know if he could stop himself.

Their lips move together in a way that already felt familiar. He breathes her in, the chlorine filling his senses. The grip on her back side lightens up, hand gliding up to hold onto her waist.

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Its nearly instantaneous, Merrick is drawn to him like a moth to a flame. More than willing to get burned if it meant feeling him against her. Her arms come up to rest on the tops of his shoulders, pressing her chest to him even more.

Even her leg comes up to wrap around him a little more securely, seemingly not satisfied until every inch of bare skin is in contact with him somehow. Merrick lets out a huff of air before running her tongue along his bottom lip.

[carnivalofchaos]

Wilford parts his lips with no hesitation, letting his own tongue run against hers. There's still a small trace of coconut, as well as alcohol. And he loves it. Sweet and addicting, two words to describe her.

Every place that their skin touches burns up, and he wants more. Wants to feel every part of her body against his. Carefully grabbing her, he moves her hips so that they're on top of his. And so that she can be on top of him.

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Merrick hums as he moves her, placing her exactly where she wants to be. As eager as she is, she tries her best to move slowly and carefully. The last thing she wanted was to end up capsizing and interrupting what was turning out to be a lovely afternoon.

She kisses him for a few moments longer before coming up for air. Glowing, needy eyes staring into his for a handful of seconds before she trails kisses along his jaw. She meant it when she said that she couldn't get enough. More than happy to keep showing him. "Amore..." Merrick says softly next to his ear as she starts moving down his neck.

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A chill shoots through his spine as she whispers into his ear. There's something about when she whispered into his ear. It made him get excited in a way he didn't know could ever happen. "My dear, love it when you talk like that..."

He couldn't take his hands off of her. Running his hands along her sides, playing with the material of her bikini. He moves his head to the side, allowing her more access to his neck. He loved showering her with his affections, but when she gave him the same in return. Just as lovely. "You're uch a sweetheart, my love... My heart beats for you."

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Merrick shivers under his touch, goosebumps raising beneath his hands. She happily takes advantage of having his neck on display, placing open mouthed kisses down to the juncture of his neck and shoulder. Her tongue pokes out to run along the skin before she begins moving back up.

She moans softly, her thighs tensing around him briefly as she kisses just under his ear. If he loved when she talked like that, then Merrick was glad to do it more. "Tale devozione... essere amato da te è un onore, tesoro. Il mio cuore, il mio tutto... sono completamente tuo."

With a little concentration, the translation filters into Wilford's mind, so he could understand: Such devotion… to be loved by you is an honor, darling. My heart, my everything…I am wholly yours.

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Wils eyes start to glow with love, and want. Thankfully, she'd been helpful enough to provide translations for him, and his heart skipped a beat. Everyday since the first time they went out together, he'd been dedicated. Completely hers. Wanting to love her like she deserved. To hear that she was his, as much as he was hers... It was enough to make him lightheaded.

"내 모든 것을 다해 당신을 사랑합니다 내 마음. 내 영혼, 내 존재 자체가 당신의 것입니다. 나는 당신이 행복하기를 바랍니다. 느낌이 좋아."

And, since she'd been so courteous to him, the least he could do was be kind right back. 'I love you with all my heart. My soul, my very being, are yours. I want you to be happy. Feel so good.'

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Merrick's breath is shaky next to his ear as she listens, a shiver racing through her body as she clings to him. He was so good to her, good for her. He's brought love and more color to her life, and she could thank him every day until the end of time. It still wouldn't be enough.

Slowly, Merrick leans back just enough to look at him, keeping just a few inches from his face. Staring lovingly into his glowing eyes with her own. She rolls her hips a little, moaning softly as her hands come to rest on his chest. "You make me so happy...always make me feel divine...so grateful for you..."

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A deep groan is heard when she rolls her hips against him, and the hands on her hips hold on just a tad bit tighter. It wasn't fair, the effect she had on him. He'd never be able to repay her. No matter what he did, it'd never be enough. There was no way to encapsulate the love he had for her.

"No, no... if anything, I'm grateful for you... Don't remember the last time I felt this loved... All I want to do it make sure that you're loved... Treat you like you deserve." That was his one true intention. To make sure that she was loved, treated like the prize she truly was. He went into this with nothing but love, and that's what he still had for her.

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"You do...Gods, Wilford, you do. I've never felt so loved, and you treat me like a Goddess. You give me so much and I couldn't ask for more...you're all I need."

The words spill out of her freely, meaning every single one of them. He always made her feel so important, that he was the lucky one. When Merrick felt absolutely blessed to have him in her life.

Her heart is beating wildly in her chest as she kisses him again. A few on his cheeks and forehead before her lips stop right in front of his. "I love you so much..." She says breathlessly before kissing his lips. This time, there's more passion and intensity behind it as she immediately deepens the kiss. Needing to show him how much she meant it as she presses against him.

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'You're all I need'

Merrick, who had the ability to have anything she could ever want. Have anything at the snap of her fingers. A goddess amongst mortals... and he was everything she needed. Him, the luckiest man in the world. The one who had to work up the guts to hold her hand, and even then, she beat him to it. He was enough for her.

"Oh, Merrick... You'll never know how much you mean to me..."

Thats all he gets out before his lips are on hers again, kiss deepening almost immediately. He needed her to know how much he loved her. How truly deep he'd fallen for her. And he'd show her. However she wanted, he'd show her.

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Wilford's lips were so soft and sweet, his grip on her hips always a comforting feeling, keeping her close to him. He had said he didn't know if he'd be able to let her go, but she was practically clinging to him at this point. Utterly consumed by her love for him, along with a need that was starting to ignite a fire inside of her.

One of her hands tangles in his hair while her other arm stays wrapped over his shoulders. Pressing her chest to him with a groan, her hips have slowly started to move against him. The friction causing her to break the kiss with a gasp. Her eyes are even brighter when they open to look at him.

"Wilford...make love to me...please, I need you..."

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The feeling of her hips against him is sinful. How she could have him under her thumb with a single motion. He couldn't have asked for more. It took a lot of will to not grind up against her. She probably already knew what she was doing to him. How his body reacted to such actions.

Hes panting against her lips, their breaths mingling. He loved how they could work eachother up like this. How they craved each other. No one else but Merrick could make him feel such a way.

"Right here? Right now?" Wil asks with half lidded eyes. One of his hands was already toying with the tie of her top, ready to follow her every word when she was ready.

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As if to remind her, Merrick shifts slightly and her leg makes the plastic of the floaty squeak. But even then, she didn't care that they were outside. They were in the backyard, surrounded by a fence and trees. She had one neighbor who she never interacted with, and she could honestly care less if they heard her enjoying herself. That also had to do with how badly she needed Wilford.

Still, the thought of having sex out in the open like this has a whole new thrill sending sparks of pleasure up her spine and she nods. "Yes...now..." Merrick answers breathlessly. She quickly undoes the tie on the back of her neck, letting Wilford handle the one between her breasts.

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He groans at her answer. Of course she could turn him on with just two words. He's been turned o as soon as he walked outside, but this really sealed the deal.

Carefully, Wilford undoes the tie between her breasts, before taking the garment off of her. He tosses it to the side, with little care of where it landed. He'd have no problem fetching it later if she so wished.

He drooled at the sight of her, so much that he has to swallow before he could even speak. "Perfect as always, my dear. Absolutely perfect." To think that such a sight was for him... Fuck, he was so hard right now. He reaches up, and puts a hand on her breast, simply feeling her in his hand. "You're beautiful..."

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Every sound he makes, every touch against her skin has her reeling. Wanting nothing more than to make him feel good. Show him how much she loved him, the effect he had on her. She's moaning before he even touches her breast, his words always going straight through her. Perfect...he thought she was perfect.

She arches her back, pressing against his hand as her head tips back to let out another moan. Hands touching and gripping his chest. "So are you, my love...gorgeous..." A few slow, deep rolls of her hips have Merrick whimpering with need as one hand moves down to undo a tie at her hip.

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Gods, it was hot.

If Enzo'd had the option, he would've been at home with the ac on. Unfortunately, the higher‐ups decided that it was perfect weather for a rewards ceremony. This meant wearing a suit. Great.

At least he'd been allowed to bring Merrick along though, a nice silver lining to the day.

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Once it's over and they're back in the car, Enzo immediately takes off his shirt and tie, resting his forehead on the cold steering wheel.

He's glistening in sweat and the way he's sitting gives a very clear view of all of the muscles that he usually hides.

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Gods, he was hot.

It wasn't fair, honestly. Of course Merrick felt bad that he had to wear a suit on such a hot day while she could get away with a sunflower sundress. But he looked so damn good.

And now they were in the car, and he took his shirt off. She's fanning herself for a whole new reason now, even though the AC in the car is cranked up. She pretends to straighten out her dress, crossing her right leg over her left. "Poor thing...must have been miserable..." She says softly as she touches his thigh.

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Enzo moves her hand to the back of his neck, basking in how cold it is. "Mm... 'S too hot.." he mutters, his voice a low rumble. His accent is much thicker than usual, something about the heat making it more difficult to suppress.

Every breath he takes just accentuates everything that's on display — shoulders tensing with every inhale before relaxing as he exhales.

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"Yes, it is..." Merrick says softly, sounding distracted as she rubbed along his neck. His damn voice. She scoots closer so she can reach under his arm and run her hand along his chest. Needing to touch him Wanting to help cool him down the best she could. It was one time she could be thankful for her cooler hands.

Merrick bites her lip, a quiet moan getting caught in her throat before she tries to make it sound like she was only clearing it. "I'll run you a nice, cool bath when we get home, αγαπητός."

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Enzo basks in the feeling of her hands roaming over his skin, a deep breathy moan escaping him and he doesn't even realise it. He simply enjoys the refreshing coolness of Merrick's hands.

"That sounds divine, αγαπημένη μου κίσσα... thank you.."

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The sigh has Merrick shifting in her seat, slightly squeezing her crossed legs together. He had no right being this damn sexy right now. And then the sweet things he says, merda. She's going to melt into a puddle at this rate.

"Ah...of course, αγαπητέ μου θησαυρό." She moves her hands down a bit, one to between his shoulder blades and the other over his abdomen.

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He notices how she squeezes her legs together and gently places a hand on her thigh, glancing at her properly for a moment. "You alright, darlin'?"

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Gods, his hand on her thigh is so warm...her cheeks are tinged a rosy pink and she nods. Sliding a hand down his arm until it rested over his hand. Her breathing has picked up a little, slight huffs as she looks at him. "Um, yes...of course. I'm fine."

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He gently rubs her thigh, humming quietly. "Είσαι τόσο όμορφος..." he says softly, a smile gracing his features as he gazes at Merrick.

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Now her hands were in her lap, fidgeting as her blush deepens. How was it possible that he had this kind of effect on her, after everything? She can feel the goosebumps raise under his hand as she shivers.

"Gods...το ίδιο κι εσύ, αγάπη μου...το πιο υπέροχο ον που είχα την τιμή να κοιτάξω."

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Enzo leans back in his seat before gently turning Merrick's head to face him with a finger under her chin. He presses a kiss to her forehead. "θεά μου... αναρωτιέμαι τι έκανα για να αξίζω το προνόμιο να με αγαπάς όσο κι εγώ σε αγαπώ."

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Merrick follows his touch with ease, like a magnet, ever drawn to him. Her eyes flutter closed at the kiss, moving as close as she can to him. Kissing his bare shoulder with a hum.

"Θα μπορούσα να απαριθμήσω τους λόγους, αλλά θα ήμασταν γέροι και γκρίζοι μέχρι να τελειώσω."

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He lets out a pleased hum at the kiss, heart warming at her words, the hand on her chin moving up to gently play with her hair.

"You're so wonderful... Always so good to me.."

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Car be damned, Merrick needed to be closer to him. Carefully, she moves so she's kneeling on her seat, her hand running along his chest. Leaning in as she meets his gaze.

"I only give what is fully deserved, amore..." Merrick replies softly before pressing her lips against his. A whimper getting caught in her throat.

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Enzo's heart is fit to burst at her words and he can barely think of a response that even remotely conveys his feelings. He turns so that his body is facing her as much as possible.

He gladly reciprocates the kiss, almost immediately deepedeepening it.

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Merrick holds his face in her hands, moaning softly as their tongues brush against each other. One hand eventually wanders down and squeezes his chest.

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Enzo's hands move down to hold her hips, groaning as she squeezes his chest. He still wants to be closer to her though.

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The affect this man had on her was powerful. Every touch, every kiss, each one made her feel like she would combust any minute. One hand slides up into his hair and holds on while the other moves down to touch his abdomen.

She breaks the kiss reluctantly, moving to kiss along his cheeks. "Gods..."Κοντεύω να συρθώ στην αγκαλιά σου..." She says against his skin.

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He could spent all day kissing her if she let him, but unfortunately they both still need to breathe.

"How about we move to the back seat, hm?"

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Merrick nods eagerly and wastes no time crawling back there, luckily short enough to do it with relative ease. She remembers another time they were in the back seat together and she smiles fondly.

"Just like our first time, darling..." She says softly. Yes, their first time had been in the back of his car, but it still held a special place in her heart. Always would. It only made her feel more needy for him.

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Enzo smiles at the memory, unable to help the blush that spreads across his face at the mention of it. It would always be special to him, even if it was in the back of his car, because it was with the love of his life. "That was a great night and every day's only gotten better since then."

Carefully, he climbs into the back of the car with surprising ease (and moving the driver's seat back a little).

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So much passion after admitting their feelings for one another. And he was right, it's only gotten better. She smiles as she looks down at her engagement ring. "Yes, it has..." She says softly.

Once he's settled next to her, Merrick wastes no time in bunching up her dress so she can move a leg over him and straddle his lap. Her hips move almost involuntarily as she slowly rolls them once, letting out a moan.

"Gods, do you have any idea what you do to me? First in that suit...then taking off your shirt...such a divine view, all for me..."

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Enzo rests his hands on her hips as she gets situated in his lap, groaning softly when she rolls her hips, grip tightening for a second.

"Well I'm glad you know that it's all yours, darlin'.." he whispers, a smile on his face that's only ever present around Merrick.

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"Mmm, yes...just as mine is only for you..." Merrick whispers back, her heart melting at his gorgeous smile.

Keeping her gaze on him, she slips her arms out of her dress sleeves and pushes her dress down to expose her chest. Her bare chest, as she hadn't worn a bra today.

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In this position, Enzo is at eye level with her chest and he's sure that his eyes sparkle when he realises that she hadn't worn a bra, almost giddy.

He looks up at her as he presses kisses all over her chest, a pleased hum rumbling in his chest. "Mine.." he mumbles against her skin.

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Merrick didn't have ulterior motives when she got dressed today. It had simply been too hot for a bra, and the straps would have been too visible for her liking. But she was certainly glad for it as Enzo kisses her chest.

She hums with him, tangling her fingers in his hair as she tilts her head back. "Mmm...yes, all yours, amore..."

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Merrick was very happy that she had a pool installed in the backyard.

Especially for the wretched summer they were having. She was more than happy to put on sunscreen and lounge by the water. Or, as she was doing now, swimming laps. It was a great way to cool off and it felt good, too.

Climbing up the latter, Merrick moves her raven hair out of her face. Skin glistening, wet purple bikini clinging to her form. She looks over at her partner with a small smirk. "Having fun, darling?"

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Wil was never exactly one for hot weather. Feeling all icky and sweaty just wasn't his thing.

Which is why he preferred to stay inside for the most part. Lounging about, letting himself potato around the various rooms. Merricks house was lovely for such an activity. Places to lay down, to sit and take a nice nap, anything really.

He was aware of her activities outside, her saying that she would be swimming about in her new pool. Eventually, he decided to be helpful. What would be more helpful than a nice drink to cool down with?

He stepped out the back door, a bottle of water in one hand, and a Pina Colada slush in the other. "Oh, dearest, I have your- ooooooh..." he was glad he didn't drop the drinks. Holy shit.

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Merrick grins at his reaction, always loving how expressive he was. Every time, it was like the first time he's seen her in something...appealing. She slowly walks toward him, stopping just a couple feet away with a hand on her hip.

"You're so sweet, darling. Thank you." She runs her hand back through her hair again. Her fair skin had received a slight tan, nothing much but a pleasant surprise nonetheless. Gentle trails of water run down her chest and abdomen.

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He's been rendered speechless. His brain haywire. God, why must she be so perfect all the time? His mouth opens, but no words come out, just a weak breath and a weird 'uhhhh'.

He carefully steps forward, amking sure to keep his eyes up... and not looking at her stunning body. Definitely not subtly glacing at her glistening form. Or salivating at the way the water runs down her skin. Yep, definitely not doing that.

When he's close enough, he has her the Pina colada, and decides that maybe he needs the water more than her. Taking a long sip from the bottle.

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Oh, Wilford was in trouble. Merrick actually bites her lip when she hears the sound that comes out of him. She could be merciless, exploiting every possible weakness in her opponent, for many decades. In the courtroom, when dispensing her own brand of justice...and in other matters.

She doesn't look away from him as he gets closer, fingers gently trailing against his as she grabs the drink. Taking her time to sip from the straw. As he drinks the water, she rests a hand over his chest. "Goodness...someone's thirsty." She says in a sultry tone, keeping her face as innocent as possible.

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Wil stops drinking, choking on the water already in his mouth as it goes down the wrong tube. He's sent into a coughing fit, hitting his chest as he coughs up the water.

Hes catching his breath now, hands on his knees as he gets the air he so desperately needs. Of course she has to talk like that, like she didn't know what she was doing. What else would she do, have mercy on his soul? As if.

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Uh oh. Merrick was expecting a spit take, not that she would make him choke. Setting the drink down on a nearby table, she quickly moves closer to him and rubs his upper back.

"Oh no, darling, I'm so sorry...are you alright?" Both of her hands are on him now, really wanting to make sure he was okay. Not even noticing how close his face was to her chest, now that he was leaning down with his hands on his knees.

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He's red in the face for a variety of reasons. Another small coughing fit happens before he's able to answer her. "I'm okay, pumpkin... just caught me by surprise is all... ow." He said as he clutched his chest.

It takes another moment for him to have the guts to open his eyes again. And of fucking course he's met with her chest. Because why wouldn't he be? "My dear, I already can't breathe, you standing in my field of vision is going to give me a heart attack."

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Merrick was threading her fingers through his hair, wanting to comfort him however she could. Even if he said he was okay, she still felt bad. At least a little bit.

"Oh...oh! Well, we wouldn't want that." She backs away a couple of steps with a chuckle, the apples of her cheeks tinged pink. And not from the sun. A subtle heat was making her feel flushed, how strongly he reacted to her. Always making her feel like a Goddess.

"Would you like to join me? The water is absolutely divine..." Merrick turns to walk back to the pool...half of her ass out on display thanks to the cut of the bikini. She crouches down before sitting on the edge, splashing at the water with her feet.

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When she's a safe distance away, he brings himself back to his full height, wiping his mouth off. Maybe that would finally teach her to stop being so sexy all the time. She had a grip of his mortality.

He looks back at her while she's not looking, watching her walk away. Fuck, her ass... to think that she could just wear that Bikini around like it was nothing, showing herself off like that. God damn, and he thought lingerie was hot.

Unable to deny such an offer, with a snap of his fingers, he's changed into a pair of pink swin shorts, and a yellow tank top. He makes his way over, and sits next to her, feet kicking about in the water. She was right, it did feel nice. "...you look beautiful..." He says quietly, as if it was a secret.

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Her back and arms are straight, palms nearly flat on the decorative stone as she continues to gently kick at the water. Merrick looks up as he moves to sit down next to her, smiling fondly. He had decided to keep her company after all.

She's watching the ripples in the water when he compliments her, turning her head to gaze at him. Gods, he was handsome. There was just enough sunlight filtering through scarce shade, casting him in a nice light.

"Thank you, amore...you're rather handsome yourself." She toes at his calf playfully before leaning back on her hands, shaking her hair out a little. "Gods, it's been so hot lately. I already want to jump back in."

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The water was a pretty crystal blue. Cooling his legs. He takes a deep breath, the smell of chlorine and fresh air mixing together. In the back of his head, there was a memory of such smell. A pool, and he dove in, no hesitation. It wasn't that strong of a memory, but it was there nonetheless.

Merrick was stunning as always. Even when she wasn't trying to be, Wil just couldn't get enough of her. Like right now... how she looked in her element. Sitting pretty as she kicked the water around.

"...would you go for a swim with me?" He asked, laying one of his hands atop one of her own.

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If Merrick thought about it hard enough, she would remember, too. Her first clue that strange things were afoot. A colonel that she wasn't sure if she liked or not...

But none of that mattered. She knew she liked Wilford. That she loved him. Feeling the hand on her own, Merrick turns to look at him, a fond smile slowly forming. Turning her body, her other hand touches his cheek before she's leaning even closer. Until her lips are pressing against his.

She stays for a moment, eyes closed, merely enjoying the closeness. The warmth of his lips against hers that were slightly cooler. Then she parts, gazing into his eyes. "I'd love to..." One more peck and she hops into the water with a giggle.

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Every time he kissed Merrick felt like the first time. The feeling that ran through his body, reminding him of just how much he loved her. That she was the best thing in his life in a long time. Reminding himself that he had to treat her right.

He savors the kiss while he can before she parts. Then he's watching her swim away. He looks out at her fondly. She looked so happy... that smile could light up a room with how bright it was.

Not wanting to leave her alone,Wilford makes quick work of peeling off his shirt and tossing it to the side, before popping into the water, and letting himself float on the surface.

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Merrick pops up from the water a few feet away with a gasp, shaking her hair out of her face. She had nearly forgotten how much she loved to swim until she finally did it again. But as she wipes the water from her face, whatever thoughts that were in her brain are suddenly gone.

Wilford was in the pool, and his shirt was gone. His chest, bare and wet, out on full display as she stares at him. Ah, so that's how that felt, huh? Biting her lip, she moves closer to him until she can reach out and run her hand along his chest with a pleased hum.

"My love...are you trying to give me a heart attack now? I suppose I would deserve such treatment...and what a way to go."

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The water is nice and cold, and gets that horrible icky feeling off of his skin. He feels genuinely relaxed, squinting up at the summer sky. Maybe he could fall asleep like this, floating on the water. Though he wouldn't exactly be fond of certain areas becoming crispy, and others not.

Spewking of which, Merrick comes along and touches his chest, and he can't help but smile. "Maybe now you finally see what you do to me, dearest... though I'd much rather die by your hand than you by mine."

A wet hand comes up to brush a stray strand of hair out of Merricks face, before cupping her cheek. "I love you, my honeybun."

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Merrick grins happily, and if her smile could light up a room, it was only because Wilford made it so. Never had her smile been quite as big and genuine until he came into her life. Filling her heart with love and a happiness she didn't think she could enjoy again.

Leaning into his touch, Merrick kisses the tip of his nose. "I love you too, my heart. And I only wish for you to see what is utterly yours. A sight for your eyes only." She presses her lips together, trying not to giggle. "And yes, you are also incredibly adorable when you get all flustered."

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There it was again. That smile. That smile lit up his life for the better. If only his memory wasn't so cruel, maybe then he'd be able to remember it every day for the rest of his life. Maybe that's what made him fall in love with her... that smile.

"I understand that it's mine, but everytime you remind me... it feels like the first time all over again." If he was being honest, he still didn't know how he'd managed to score such a lovely woman. How he'd lucked out so hard. "You're one to behold... and how I managed my way into your heart will remain a mystery."

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"Such a wonderful thing to hear. I wouldn't want you to be getting bored of me already." It's said in jest, but Merrick would be lying if she said such thoughts hadn't ever crossed her mind. It was thanks to her jaded point of view, no doubt. Even if she believe Wilford would treat her that way, anxiety could be a real bitch.

"I'll happily spend my days helping you solve that mystery, my darling. Remind you that you are a good man." Both of her hands run over himnow, pressing a lingering kiss on his shoulder before gazing into his face. "You make me happy...giddy, even. Which I didn't even think was possible."

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"Oh, but I could never grow bored of you, my dear. How could I ever grow bored of something so lovely?" And that was certainly saying something. His attention span was one of the worst out there. Not to mention his reputation. But Merrick was different. In many ways. Wil was completely dedicated to her. Dedicated in a way he didn't think he had in him anymore until he met her.

Even in the summer sun, her hands are cold. Not that he had a problem with that, they were quite refreshing. "Then I'll gladly spend the rest of my days by your side if it means you feel that happiness. It's what you deserve."

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...the rest of my days...

It's a statement that made Merrick's heart leap in her chest. If he was anything like her, that would be quite a few days indeed. And he wanted to spend them with her. Did she deserve such a thing? To have someone so devoted to her? Someone who felt the same way she did?

It was hard to imagine, yet here he was. "I couldn't ask for better company..." She murmurs, just wanting to be near him. "Um...I have a request, if you can do it. Would you be able to summon a big pool floaty we could cuddle on?" Her eyes practically light up as she asks. She's seen what he's capable of and she couldn't help but ask.

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He smirks at her, and points behind her. "You mean like that one over there?"

Behind Merrick, is Wil floating along in what appeared to be a popsicle. In one hand, he nursed his own popsicle, pink juice running down the corners of his mouth. Not that he seemed to care.

Looking over to her, he gives her a beckoning finger. "Come join me, my love. Lay in the sun with me, let me hold you."

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Merrick was used to Wilford suddenly being in another place, but she still couldn't help but look back...nope, he was gone. Giggling, she wades over to him and jumps in, seeming to float for a couple seconds before gently landing on her side next to him.

"Gods, this is perfect...thank you." Just room enough for the two of them, bodies touching. She throws a leg over him and slowly leans in, licking some of the juice from the side of his chin like it was no big deal. "Mmm~ Sweet..."

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Wilford welcomes her with open arms, holding her as close as he could against him. He couldn't think of a better way of spending time with her. The two of them, spending time in the sun, laying together. "There's no need to thank me, my dear."

He takes a bite out of the soft ice treat in his hand, simply enjoying her presence. Until she decides to tease him again.

Two could play at that game. He adjusted the arm he had around her, til he hand was just away from the curve of her ass. He innocently fidgets with the material of her bikini, fiddling with the tie on her hip. "Only sweet for you, my dear..."

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Merrick was expecting to feel his hand on her ass, or it was wishful thinking on her part. When it stops just short of where she wants him, she pouts her lip. Only to press closer to him...which in turn presses her chest against him.

"Mmm, and I can't get enough, amore..." Her hand rests on his abdomen as she lets out a soft sigh of content. Nuzzling her face on his chest before planting a few kisses there. Merrick wanted to be wrapped around him as much as she could, feeling positively clingy.

[carnivalofchaos]

With her chest against him, a blush creeps onto his cheeks. It was an honor to be able to hold her like this. To be able to feel her body in such a way. And while yes, she was so much more than just her figure... He could still drool over her like nothing else.

Giving in to his own urges, he moves his hand down to her ass, playfully squeezing. "And you think I'll ever have enough? Quite the opposite." He bites off the last of his popsicle, twirling the stick between his fingers.

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Merrick gasps before letting out a pleased hum, pushing back against his hand slightly. She would gladly let him touch every inch of her body. Never seeming to get enough. She had been starved for a kind touch when they were first together, and she's only craved it more since.

Merrick looks at him for a moment before sliding her hand up and touching his cheek, gently turning his head in her direction. A lingering gaze focuses on his lips before she looks up into his eyes. "May I have a taste?" She asks in the same tone as earlier. Now that Wilford didn't have anything to choke on.

[carnivalofchaos]

With her silent permission, he gave her ass another squeeze. Yes, he could lay it on thick when he wanted to. Having been deprived of such touches for so long, to be able to do such, and to do so freely... He was going to take advantage of it.

When she turns his head, his eyes are half lidded. He looks relaxed, calm. "I certainly won't stop you... But I don't know if I'll be able to let you go when you do." He leans forward, till their lips are mere inches apart.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick's heart was going wild in her chest, feeling all too warm and it couldn't be blamed on the sun. He own cheeks were even pinker than before as she glances at his lips again. Before she actually kisses him, her tongue pokes out to lick some more sweet syrup from the other side of his mouth.

"Promise?" She asks barely above a whisper. Before he can answer, she presses her lips to his with a soft groan. He was already sweet to begin with, now he was downright sinful. Merrick doesn't hesitate to move her lips against his, tangling a hand in his hair.

[carnivalofchaos]

Before he can even assure her promise, she's kissing him. The sweetness of his popsicle mingling with a flavor that was just inherently Merrick. Every time they kissed was sweet, but this was a new level. Maybe he was right, he didn't know if he could stop himself.

Their lips move together in a way that already felt familiar. He breathes her in, the chlorine filling his senses. The grip on her back side lightens up, hand gliding up to hold onto her waist.

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Its nearly instantaneous, Merrick is drawn to him like a moth to a flame. More than willing to get burned if it meant feeling him against her. Her arms come up to rest on the tops of his shoulders, pressing her chest to him even more.

Even her leg comes up to wrap around him a little more securely, seemingly not satisfied until every inch of bare skin is in contact with him somehow. Merrick lets out a huff of air before running her tongue along his bottom lip.

[carnivalofchaos]

Wilford parts his lips with no hesitation, letting his own tongue run against hers. There's still a small trace of coconut, as well as alcohol. And he loves it. Sweet and addicting, two words to describe her.

Every place that their skin touches burns up, and he wants more. Wants to feel every part of her body against his. Carefully grabbing her, he moves her hips so that they're on top of his. And so that she can be on top of him.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick hums as he moves her, placing her exactly where she wants to be. As eager as she is, she tries her best to move slowly and carefully. The last thing she wanted was to end up capsizing and interrupting what was turning out to be a lovely afternoon.

She kisses him for a few moments longer before coming up for air. Glowing, needy eyes staring into his for a handful of seconds before she trails kisses along his jaw. She meant it when she said that she couldn't get enough. More than happy to keep showing him. "Amore..." Merrick says softly next to his ear as she starts moving down his neck.

[carnivalofchaos]

A chill shoots through his spine as she whispers into his ear. There's something about when she whispered into his ear. It made him get excited in a way he didn't know could ever happen. "My dear, love it when you talk like that..."

He couldn't take his hands off of her. Running his hands along her sides, playing with the material of her bikini. He moves his head to the side, allowing her more access to his neck. He loved showering her with his affections, but when she gave him the same in return. Just as lovely. "You're uch a sweetheart, my love... My heart beats for you."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick shivers under his touch, goosebumps raising beneath his hands. She happily takes advantage of having his neck on display, placing open mouthed kisses down to the juncture of his neck and shoulder. Her tongue pokes out to run along the skin before she begins moving back up.

She moans softly, her thighs tensing around him briefly as she kisses just under his ear. If he loved when she talked like that, then Merrick was glad to do it more. "Tale devozione... essere amato da te è un onore, tesoro. Il mio cuore, il mio tutto... sono completamente tuo."

With a little concentration, the translation filters into Wilford's mind, so he could understand: Such devotion… to be loved by you is an honor, darling. My heart, my everything…I am wholly yours.

[carnivalofchaos]

Wils eyes start to glow with love, and want. Thankfully, she'd been helpful enough to provide translations for him, and his heart skipped a beat. Everyday since the first time they went out together, he'd been dedicated. Completely hers. Wanting to love her like she deserved. To hear that she was his, as much as he was hers... It was enough to make him lightheaded.

"내 모든 것을 다해 당신을 사랑합니다 내 마음. 내 영혼, 내 존재 자체가 당신의 것입니다. 나는 당신이 행복하기를 바랍니다. 느낌이 좋아."

And, since she'd been so courteous to him, the least he could do was be kind right back. 'I love you with all my heart. My soul, my very being, are yours. I want you to be happy. Feel so good.'

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Merrick's breath is shaky next to his ear as she listens, a shiver racing through her body as she clings to him. He was so good to her, good for her. He's brought love and more color to her life, and she could thank him every day until the end of time. It still wouldn't be enough.

Slowly, Merrick leans back just enough to look at him, keeping just a few inches from his face. Staring lovingly into his glowing eyes with her own. She rolls her hips a little, moaning softly as her hands come to rest on his chest. "You make me so happy...always make me feel divine...so grateful for you..."

[carnivalofchaos]

A deep groan is heard when she rolls her hips against him, and the hands on her hips hold on just a tad bit tighter. It wasn't fair, the effect she had on him. He'd never be able to repay her. No matter what he did, it'd never be enough. There was no way to encapsulate the love he had for her.

"No, no... if anything, I'm grateful for you... Don't remember the last time I felt this loved... All I want to do it make sure that you're loved... Treat you like you deserve." That was his one true intention. To make sure that she was loved, treated like the prize she truly was. He went into this with nothing but love, and that's what he still had for her.

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"You do...Gods, Wilford, you do. I've never felt so loved, and you treat me like a Goddess. You give me so much and I couldn't ask for more...you're all I need."

The words spill out of her freely, meaning every single one of them. He always made her feel so important, that he was the lucky one. When Merrick felt absolutely blessed to have him in her life.

Her heart is beating wildly in her chest as she kisses him again. A few on his cheeks and forehead before her lips stop right in front of his. "I love you so much..." She says breathlessly before kissing his lips. This time, there's more passion and intensity behind it as she immediately deepens the kiss. Needing to show him how much she meant it as she presses against him.

[carnivalofchaos]

'You're all I need'

Merrick, who had the ability to have anything she could ever want. Have anything at the snap of her fingers. A goddess amongst mortals... and he was everything she needed. Him, the luckiest man in the world. The one who had to work up the guts to hold her hand, and even then, she beat him to it. He was enough for her.

"Oh, Merrick... You'll never know how much you mean to me..."

Thats all he gets out before his lips are on hers again, kiss deepening almost immediately. He needed her to know how much he loved her. How truly deep he'd fallen for her. And he'd show her. However she wanted, he'd show her.

[the-merrick-archives]

Wilford's lips were so soft and sweet, his grip on her hips always a comforting feeling, keeping her close to him. He had said he didn't know if he'd be able to let her go, but she was practically clinging to him at this point. Utterly consumed by her love for him, along with a need that was starting to ignite a fire inside of her.

One of her hands tangles in his hair while her other arm stays wrapped over his shoulders. Pressing her chest to him with a groan, her hips have slowly started to move against him. The friction causing her to break the kiss with a gasp. Her eyes are even brighter when they open to look at him.

"Wilford...make love to me...please, I need you..."

[carnivalofchaos]

The feeling of her hips against him is sinful. How she could have him under her thumb with a single motion. He couldn't have asked for more. It took a lot of will to not grind up against her. She probably already knew what she was doing to him. How his body reacted to such actions.

Hes panting against her lips, their breaths mingling. He loved how they could work eachother up like this. How they craved each other. No one else but Merrick could make him feel such a way.

"Right here? Right now?" Wil asks with half lidded eyes. One of his hands was already toying with the tie of her top, ready to follow her every word when she was ready.

[the-merrick-archives]

As if to remind her, Merrick shifts slightly and her leg makes the plastic of the floaty squeak. But even then, she didn't care that they were outside. They were in the backyard, surrounded by a fence and trees. She had one neighbor who she never interacted with, and she could honestly care less if they heard her enjoying herself. That also had to do with how badly she needed Wilford.

Still, the thought of having sex out in the open like this has a whole new thrill sending sparks of pleasure up her spine and she nods. "Yes...now..." Merrick answers breathlessly. She quickly undoes the tie on the back of her neck, letting Wilford handle the one between her breasts.

[the-merrick-archives]

Gods, it was hot.

If Enzo'd had the option, he would've been at home with the ac on. Unfortunately, the higher‐ups decided that it was perfect weather for a rewards ceremony. This meant wearing a suit. Great.

At least he'd been allowed to bring Merrick along though, a nice silver lining to the day.

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Once it's over and they're back in the car, Enzo immediately takes off his shirt and tie, resting his forehead on the cold steering wheel.

He's glistening in sweat and the way he's sitting gives a very clear view of all of the muscles that he usually hides.

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Gods, he was hot.

It wasn't fair, honestly. Of course Merrick felt bad that he had to wear a suit on such a hot day while she could get away with a sunflower sundress. But he looked so damn good.

And now they were in the car, and he took his shirt off. She's fanning herself for a whole new reason now, even though the AC in the car is cranked up. She pretends to straighten out her dress, crossing her right leg over her left. "Poor thing...must have been miserable..." She says softly as she touches his thigh.

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

Enzo moves her hand to the back of his neck, basking in how cold it is. "Mm... 'S too hot.." he mutters, his voice a low rumble. His accent is much thicker than usual, something about the heat making it more difficult to suppress.

Every breath he takes just accentuates everything that's on display — shoulders tensing with every inhale before relaxing as he exhales.

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"Yes, it is..." Merrick says softly, sounding distracted as she rubbed along his neck. His damn voice. She scoots closer so she can reach under his arm and run her hand along his chest. Needing to touch him Wanting to help cool him down the best she could. It was one time she could be thankful for her cooler hands.

Merrick bites her lip, a quiet moan getting caught in her throat before she tries to make it sound like she was only clearing it. "I'll run you a nice, cool bath when we get home, αγαπητός."

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

Enzo basks in the feeling of her hands roaming over his skin, a deep breathy moan escaping him and he doesn't even realise it. He simply enjoys the refreshing coolness of Merrick's hands.

"That sounds divine, αγαπημένη μου κίσσα... thank you.."

[the-merrick-archives]

The sigh has Merrick shifting in her seat, slightly squeezing her crossed legs together. He had no right being this damn sexy right now. And then the sweet things he says, merda. She's going to melt into a puddle at this rate.

"Ah...of course, αγαπητέ μου θησαυρό." She moves her hands down a bit, one to between his shoulder blades and the other over his abdomen.

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

He notices how she squeezes her legs together and gently places a hand on her thigh, glancing at her properly for a moment. "You alright, darlin'?"

[the-merrick-archives]

Gods, his hand on her thigh is so warm...her cheeks are tinged a rosy pink and she nods. Sliding a hand down his arm until it rested over his hand. Her breathing has picked up a little, slight huffs as she looks at him. "Um, yes...of course. I'm fine."

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

He gently rubs her thigh, humming quietly. "Είσαι τόσο όμορφος..." he says softly, a smile gracing his features as he gazes at Merrick.

[the-merrick-archives]

Now her hands were in her lap, fidgeting as her blush deepens. How was it possible that he had this kind of effect on her, after everything? She can feel the goosebumps raise under his hand as she shivers.

"Gods...το ίδιο κι εσύ, αγάπη μου...το πιο υπέροχο ον που είχα την τιμή να κοιτάξω."

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

Enzo leans back in his seat before gently turning Merrick's head to face him with a finger under her chin. He presses a kiss to her forehead. "θεά μου... αναρωτιέμαι τι έκανα για να αξίζω το προνόμιο να με αγαπάς όσο κι εγώ σε αγαπώ."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick follows his touch with ease, like a magnet, ever drawn to him. Her eyes flutter closed at the kiss, moving as close as she can to him. Kissing his bare shoulder with a hum.

"Θα μπορούσα να απαριθμήσω τους λόγους, αλλά θα ήμασταν γέροι και γκρίζοι μέχρι να τελειώσω."

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

He lets out a pleased hum at the kiss, heart warming at her words, the hand on her chin moving up to gently play with her hair.

"You're so wonderful... Always so good to me.."

[the-merrick-archives]

Car be damned, Merrick needed to be closer to him. Carefully, she moves so she's kneeling on her seat, her hand running along his chest. Leaning in as she meets his gaze.

"I only give what is fully deserved, amore..." Merrick replies softly before pressing her lips against his. A whimper getting caught in her throat.

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

Enzo's heart is fit to burst at her words and he can barely think of a response that even remotely conveys his feelings. He turns so that his body is facing her as much as possible.

He gladly reciprocates the kiss, almost immediately deepedeepening it.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick holds his face in her hands, moaning softly as their tongues brush against each other. One hand eventually wanders down and squeezes his chest.

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

Enzo's hands move down to hold her hips, groaning as she squeezes his chest. He still wants to be closer to her though.

[the-merrick-archives]

The affect this man had on her was powerful. Every touch, every kiss, each one made her feel like she would combust any minute. One hand slides up into his hair and holds on while the other moves down to touch his abdomen.

She breaks the kiss reluctantly, moving to kiss along his cheeks. "Gods..."Κοντεύω να συρθώ στην αγκαλιά σου..." She says against his skin.

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

He could spent all day kissing her if she let him, but unfortunately they both still need to breathe.

"How about we move to the back seat, hm?"

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Merrick nods eagerly and wastes no time crawling back there, luckily short enough to do it with relative ease. She remembers another time they were in the back seat together and she smiles fondly.

"Just like our first time, darling..." She says softly. Yes, their first time had been in the back of his car, but it still held a special place in her heart. Always would. It only made her feel more needy for him.

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

Enzo smiles at the memory, unable to help the blush that spreads across his face at the mention of it. It would always be special to him, even if it was in the back of his car, because it was with the love of his life. "That was a great night and every day's only gotten better since then."

Carefully, he climbs into the back of the car with surprising ease (and moving the driver's seat back a little).

[the-merrick-archives]

So much passion after admitting their feelings for one another. And he was right, it's only gotten better. She smiles as she looks down at her engagement ring. "Yes, it has..." She says softly.

Once he's settled next to her, Merrick wastes no time in bunching up her dress so she can move a leg over him and straddle his lap. Her hips move almost involuntarily as she slowly rolls them once, letting out a moan.

"Gods, do you have any idea what you do to me? First in that suit...then taking off your shirt...such a divine view, all for me..."

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

Enzo rests his hands on her hips as she gets situated in his lap, groaning softly when she rolls her hips, grip tightening for a second.

"Well I'm glad you know that it's all yours, darlin'.." he whispers, a smile on his face that's only ever present around Merrick.

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"Mmm, yes...just as mine is only for you..." Merrick whispers back, her heart melting at his gorgeous smile.

Keeping her gaze on him, she slips her arms out of her dress sleeves and pushes her dress down to expose her chest. Her bare chest, as she hadn't worn a bra today.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick was very happy that she had a pool installed in the backyard.

Especially for the wretched summer they were having. She was more than happy to put on sunscreen and lounge by the water. Or, as she was doing now, swimming laps. It was a great way to cool off and it felt good, too.

Climbing up the latter, Merrick moves her raven hair out of her face. Skin glistening, wet purple bikini clinging to her form. She looks over at her partner with a small smirk. "Having fun, darling?"

[carnivalofchaos]

Wil was never exactly one for hot weather. Feeling all icky and sweaty just wasn't his thing.

Which is why he preferred to stay inside for the most part. Lounging about, letting himself potato around the various rooms. Merricks house was lovely for such an activity. Places to lay down, to sit and take a nice nap, anything really.

He was aware of her activities outside, her saying that she would be swimming about in her new pool. Eventually, he decided to be helpful. What would be more helpful than a nice drink to cool down with?

He stepped out the back door, a bottle of water in one hand, and a Pina Colada slush in the other. "Oh, dearest, I have your- ooooooh..." he was glad he didn't drop the drinks. Holy shit.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick grins at his reaction, always loving how expressive he was. Every time, it was like the first time he's seen her in something...appealing. She slowly walks toward him, stopping just a couple feet away with a hand on her hip.

"You're so sweet, darling. Thank you." She runs her hand back through her hair again. Her fair skin had received a slight tan, nothing much but a pleasant surprise nonetheless. Gentle trails of water run down her chest and abdomen.

[carnivalofchaos]

He's been rendered speechless. His brain haywire. God, why must she be so perfect all the time? His mouth opens, but no words come out, just a weak breath and a weird 'uhhhh'.

He carefully steps forward, amking sure to keep his eyes up... and not looking at her stunning body. Definitely not subtly glacing at her glistening form. Or salivating at the way the water runs down her skin. Yep, definitely not doing that.

When he's close enough, he has her the Pina colada, and decides that maybe he needs the water more than her. Taking a long sip from the bottle.

[the-merrick-archives]

Oh, Wilford was in trouble. Merrick actually bites her lip when she hears the sound that comes out of him. She could be merciless, exploiting every possible weakness in her opponent, for many decades. In the courtroom, when dispensing her own brand of justice...and in other matters.

She doesn't look away from him as he gets closer, fingers gently trailing against his as she grabs the drink. Taking her time to sip from the straw. As he drinks the water, she rests a hand over his chest. "Goodness...someone's thirsty." She says in a sultry tone, keeping her face as innocent as possible.

[carnivalofchaos]

Wil stops drinking, choking on the water already in his mouth as it goes down the wrong tube. He's sent into a coughing fit, hitting his chest as he coughs up the water.

Hes catching his breath now, hands on his knees as he gets the air he so desperately needs. Of course she has to talk like that, like she didn't know what she was doing. What else would she do, have mercy on his soul? As if.

[the-merrick-archives]

Uh oh. Merrick was expecting a spit take, not that she would make him choke. Setting the drink down on a nearby table, she quickly moves closer to him and rubs his upper back.

"Oh no, darling, I'm so sorry...are you alright?" Both of her hands are on him now, really wanting to make sure he was okay. Not even noticing how close his face was to her chest, now that he was leaning down with his hands on his knees.

[carnivalofchaos]

He's red in the face for a variety of reasons. Another small coughing fit happens before he's able to answer her. "I'm okay, pumpkin... just caught me by surprise is all... ow." He said as he clutched his chest.

It takes another moment for him to have the guts to open his eyes again. And of fucking course he's met with her chest. Because why wouldn't he be? "My dear, I already can't breathe, you standing in my field of vision is going to give me a heart attack."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick was threading her fingers through his hair, wanting to comfort him however she could. Even if he said he was okay, she still felt bad. At least a little bit.

"Oh...oh! Well, we wouldn't want that." She backs away a couple of steps with a chuckle, the apples of her cheeks tinged pink. And not from the sun. A subtle heat was making her feel flushed, how strongly he reacted to her. Always making her feel like a Goddess.

"Would you like to join me? The water is absolutely divine..." Merrick turns to walk back to the pool...half of her ass out on display thanks to the cut of the bikini. She crouches down before sitting on the edge, splashing at the water with her feet.

[carnivalofchaos]

When she's a safe distance away, he brings himself back to his full height, wiping his mouth off. Maybe that would finally teach her to stop being so sexy all the time. She had a grip of his mortality.

He looks back at her while she's not looking, watching her walk away. Fuck, her ass... to think that she could just wear that Bikini around like it was nothing, showing herself off like that. God damn, and he thought lingerie was hot.

Unable to deny such an offer, with a snap of his fingers, he's changed into a pair of pink swin shorts, and a yellow tank top. He makes his way over, and sits next to her, feet kicking about in the water. She was right, it did feel nice. "...you look beautiful..." He says quietly, as if it was a secret.

[the-merrick-archives]

Her back and arms are straight, palms nearly flat on the decorative stone as she continues to gently kick at the water. Merrick looks up as he moves to sit down next to her, smiling fondly. He had decided to keep her company after all.

She's watching the ripples in the water when he compliments her, turning her head to gaze at him. Gods, he was handsome. There was just enough sunlight filtering through scarce shade, casting him in a nice light.

"Thank you, amore...you're rather handsome yourself." She toes at his calf playfully before leaning back on her hands, shaking her hair out a little. "Gods, it's been so hot lately. I already want to jump back in."

[carnivalofchaos]

The water was a pretty crystal blue. Cooling his legs. He takes a deep breath, the smell of chlorine and fresh air mixing together. In the back of his head, there was a memory of such smell. A pool, and he dove in, no hesitation. It wasn't that strong of a memory, but it was there nonetheless.

Merrick was stunning as always. Even when she wasn't trying to be, Wil just couldn't get enough of her. Like right now... how she looked in her element. Sitting pretty as she kicked the water around.

"...would you go for a swim with me?" He asked, laying one of his hands atop one of her own.

[the-merrick-archives]

If Merrick thought about it hard enough, she would remember, too. Her first clue that strange things were afoot. A colonel that she wasn't sure if she liked or not...

But none of that mattered. She knew she liked Wilford. That she loved him. Feeling the hand on her own, Merrick turns to look at him, a fond smile slowly forming. Turning her body, her other hand touches his cheek before she's leaning even closer. Until her lips are pressing against his.

She stays for a moment, eyes closed, merely enjoying the closeness. The warmth of his lips against hers that were slightly cooler. Then she parts, gazing into his eyes. "I'd love to..." One more peck and she hops into the water with a giggle.

[carnivalofchaos]

Every time he kissed Merrick felt like the first time. The feeling that ran through his body, reminding him of just how much he loved her. That she was the best thing in his life in a long time. Reminding himself that he had to treat her right.

He savors the kiss while he can before she parts. Then he's watching her swim away. He looks out at her fondly. She looked so happy... that smile could light up a room with how bright it was.

Not wanting to leave her alone,Wilford makes quick work of peeling off his shirt and tossing it to the side, before popping into the water, and letting himself float on the surface.

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Merrick pops up from the water a few feet away with a gasp, shaking her hair out of her face. She had nearly forgotten how much she loved to swim until she finally did it again. But as she wipes the water from her face, whatever thoughts that were in her brain are suddenly gone.

Wilford was in the pool, and his shirt was gone. His chest, bare and wet, out on full display as she stares at him. Ah, so that's how that felt, huh? Biting her lip, she moves closer to him until she can reach out and run her hand along his chest with a pleased hum.

"My love...are you trying to give me a heart attack now? I suppose I would deserve such treatment...and what a way to go."

[carnivalofchaos]

The water is nice and cold, and gets that horrible icky feeling off of his skin. He feels genuinely relaxed, squinting up at the summer sky. Maybe he could fall asleep like this, floating on the water. Though he wouldn't exactly be fond of certain areas becoming crispy, and others not.

Spewking of which, Merrick comes along and touches his chest, and he can't help but smile. "Maybe now you finally see what you do to me, dearest... though I'd much rather die by your hand than you by mine."

A wet hand comes up to brush a stray strand of hair out of Merricks face, before cupping her cheek. "I love you, my honeybun."

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Merrick grins happily, and if her smile could light up a room, it was only because Wilford made it so. Never had her smile been quite as big and genuine until he came into her life. Filling her heart with love and a happiness she didn't think she could enjoy again.

Leaning into his touch, Merrick kisses the tip of his nose. "I love you too, my heart. And I only wish for you to see what is utterly yours. A sight for your eyes only." She presses her lips together, trying not to giggle. "And yes, you are also incredibly adorable when you get all flustered."

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There it was again. That smile. That smile lit up his life for the better. If only his memory wasn't so cruel, maybe then he'd be able to remember it every day for the rest of his life. Maybe that's what made him fall in love with her... that smile.

"I understand that it's mine, but everytime you remind me... it feels like the first time all over again." If he was being honest, he still didn't know how he'd managed to score such a lovely woman. How he'd lucked out so hard. "You're one to behold... and how I managed my way into your heart will remain a mystery."

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"Such a wonderful thing to hear. I wouldn't want you to be getting bored of me already." It's said in jest, but Merrick would be lying if she said such thoughts hadn't ever crossed her mind. It was thanks to her jaded point of view, no doubt. Even if she believe Wilford would treat her that way, anxiety could be a real bitch.

"I'll happily spend my days helping you solve that mystery, my darling. Remind you that you are a good man." Both of her hands run over himnow, pressing a lingering kiss on his shoulder before gazing into his face. "You make me happy...giddy, even. Which I didn't even think was possible."

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"Oh, but I could never grow bored of you, my dear. How could I ever grow bored of something so lovely?" And that was certainly saying something. His attention span was one of the worst out there. Not to mention his reputation. But Merrick was different. In many ways. Wil was completely dedicated to her. Dedicated in a way he didn't think he had in him anymore until he met her.

Even in the summer sun, her hands are cold. Not that he had a problem with that, they were quite refreshing. "Then I'll gladly spend the rest of my days by your side if it means you feel that happiness. It's what you deserve."

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...the rest of my days...

It's a statement that made Merrick's heart leap in her chest. If he was anything like her, that would be quite a few days indeed. And he wanted to spend them with her. Did she deserve such a thing? To have someone so devoted to her? Someone who felt the same way she did?

It was hard to imagine, yet here he was. "I couldn't ask for better company..." She murmurs, just wanting to be near him. "Um...I have a request, if you can do it. Would you be able to summon a big pool floaty we could cuddle on?" Her eyes practically light up as she asks. She's seen what he's capable of and she couldn't help but ask.

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He smirks at her, and points behind her. "You mean like that one over there?"

Behind Merrick, is Wil floating along in what appeared to be a popsicle. In one hand, he nursed his own popsicle, pink juice running down the corners of his mouth. Not that he seemed to care.

Looking over to her, he gives her a beckoning finger. "Come join me, my love. Lay in the sun with me, let me hold you."

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Merrick was used to Wilford suddenly being in another place, but she still couldn't help but look back...nope, he was gone. Giggling, she wades over to him and jumps in, seeming to float for a couple seconds before gently landing on her side next to him.

"Gods, this is perfect...thank you." Just room enough for the two of them, bodies touching. She throws a leg over him and slowly leans in, licking some of the juice from the side of his chin like it was no big deal. "Mmm~ Sweet..."

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Wilford welcomes her with open arms, holding her as close as he could against him. He couldn't think of a better way of spending time with her. The two of them, spending time in the sun, laying together. "There's no need to thank me, my dear."

He takes a bite out of the soft ice treat in his hand, simply enjoying her presence. Until she decides to tease him again.

Two could play at that game. He adjusted the arm he had around her, til he hand was just away from the curve of her ass. He innocently fidgets with the material of her bikini, fiddling with the tie on her hip. "Only sweet for you, my dear..."

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Merrick was expecting to feel his hand on her ass, or it was wishful thinking on her part. When it stops just short of where she wants him, she pouts her lip. Only to press closer to him...which in turn presses her chest against him.

"Mmm, and I can't get enough, amore..." Her hand rests on his abdomen as she lets out a soft sigh of content. Nuzzling her face on his chest before planting a few kisses there. Merrick wanted to be wrapped around him as much as she could, feeling positively clingy.

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With her chest against him, a blush creeps onto his cheeks. It was an honor to be able to hold her like this. To be able to feel her body in such a way. And while yes, she was so much more than just her figure... He could still drool over her like nothing else.

Giving in to his own urges, he moves his hand down to her ass, playfully squeezing. "And you think I'll ever have enough? Quite the opposite." He bites off the last of his popsicle, twirling the stick between his fingers.

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Merrick gasps before letting out a pleased hum, pushing back against his hand slightly. She would gladly let him touch every inch of her body. Never seeming to get enough. She had been starved for a kind touch when they were first together, and she's only craved it more since.

Merrick looks at him for a moment before sliding her hand up and touching his cheek, gently turning his head in her direction. A lingering gaze focuses on his lips before she looks up into his eyes. "May I have a taste?" She asks in the same tone as earlier. Now that Wilford didn't have anything to choke on.

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With her silent permission, he gave her ass another squeeze. Yes, he could lay it on thick when he wanted to. Having been deprived of such touches for so long, to be able to do such, and to do so freely... He was going to take advantage of it.

When she turns his head, his eyes are half lidded. He looks relaxed, calm. "I certainly won't stop you... But I don't know if I'll be able to let you go when you do." He leans forward, till their lips are mere inches apart.

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Merrick's heart was going wild in her chest, feeling all too warm and it couldn't be blamed on the sun. He own cheeks were even pinker than before as she glances at his lips again. Before she actually kisses him, her tongue pokes out to lick some more sweet syrup from the other side of his mouth.

"Promise?" She asks barely above a whisper. Before he can answer, she presses her lips to his with a soft groan. He was already sweet to begin with, now he was downright sinful. Merrick doesn't hesitate to move her lips against his, tangling a hand in his hair.

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Before he can even assure her promise, she's kissing him. The sweetness of his popsicle mingling with a flavor that was just inherently Merrick. Every time they kissed was sweet, but this was a new level. Maybe he was right, he didn't know if he could stop himself.

Their lips move together in a way that already felt familiar. He breathes her in, the chlorine filling his senses. The grip on her back side lightens up, hand gliding up to hold onto her waist.

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Its nearly instantaneous, Merrick is drawn to him like a moth to a flame. More than willing to get burned if it meant feeling him against her. Her arms come up to rest on the tops of his shoulders, pressing her chest to him even more.

Even her leg comes up to wrap around him a little more securely, seemingly not satisfied until every inch of bare skin is in contact with him somehow. Merrick lets out a huff of air before running her tongue along his bottom lip.

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Wilford parts his lips with no hesitation, letting his own tongue run against hers. There's still a small trace of coconut, as well as alcohol. And he loves it. Sweet and addicting, two words to describe her.

Every place that their skin touches burns up, and he wants more. Wants to feel every part of her body against his. Carefully grabbing her, he moves her hips so that they're on top of his. And so that she can be on top of him.

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Merrick hums as he moves her, placing her exactly where she wants to be. As eager as she is, she tries her best to move slowly and carefully. The last thing she wanted was to end up capsizing and interrupting what was turning out to be a lovely afternoon.

She kisses him for a few moments longer before coming up for air. Glowing, needy eyes staring into his for a handful of seconds before she trails kisses along his jaw. She meant it when she said that she couldn't get enough. More than happy to keep showing him. "Amore..." Merrick says softly next to his ear as she starts moving down his neck.

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A chill shoots through his spine as she whispers into his ear. There's something about when she whispered into his ear. It made him get excited in a way he didn't know could ever happen. "My dear, love it when you talk like that..."

He couldn't take his hands off of her. Running his hands along her sides, playing with the material of her bikini. He moves his head to the side, allowing her more access to his neck. He loved showering her with his affections, but when she gave him the same in return. Just as lovely. "You're uch a sweetheart, my love... My heart beats for you."

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Merrick shivers under his touch, goosebumps raising beneath his hands. She happily takes advantage of having his neck on display, placing open mouthed kisses down to the juncture of his neck and shoulder. Her tongue pokes out to run along the skin before she begins moving back up.

She moans softly, her thighs tensing around him briefly as she kisses just under his ear. If he loved when she talked like that, then Merrick was glad to do it more. "Tale devozione... essere amato da te è un onore, tesoro. Il mio cuore, il mio tutto... sono completamente tuo."

With a little concentration, the translation filters into Wilford's mind, so he could understand: Such devotion… to be loved by you is an honor, darling. My heart, my everything…I am wholly yours.

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Wils eyes start to glow with love, and want. Thankfully, she'd been helpful enough to provide translations for him, and his heart skipped a beat. Everyday since the first time they went out together, he'd been dedicated. Completely hers. Wanting to love her like she deserved. To hear that she was his, as much as he was hers... It was enough to make him lightheaded.

"내 모든 것을 다해 당신을 사랑합니다 내 마음. 내 영혼, 내 존재 자체가 당신의 것입니다. 나는 당신이 행복하기를 바랍니다. 느낌이 좋아."

And, since she'd been so courteous to him, the least he could do was be kind right back. 'I love you with all my heart. My soul, my very being, are yours. I want you to be happy. Feel so good.'

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Merrick's breath is shaky next to his ear as she listens, a shiver racing through her body as she clings to him. He was so good to her, good for her. He's brought love and more color to her life, and she could thank him every day until the end of time. It still wouldn't be enough.

Slowly, Merrick leans back just enough to look at him, keeping just a few inches from his face. Staring lovingly into his glowing eyes with her own. She rolls her hips a little, moaning softly as her hands come to rest on his chest. "You make me so happy...always make me feel divine...so grateful for you..."

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A deep groan is heard when she rolls her hips against him, and the hands on her hips hold on just a tad bit tighter. It wasn't fair, the effect she had on him. He'd never be able to repay her. No matter what he did, it'd never be enough. There was no way to encapsulate the love he had for her.

"No, no... if anything, I'm grateful for you... Don't remember the last time I felt this loved... All I want to do it make sure that you're loved... Treat you like you deserve." That was his one true intention. To make sure that she was loved, treated like the prize she truly was. He went into this with nothing but love, and that's what he still had for her.

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"You do...Gods, Wilford, you do. I've never felt so loved, and you treat me like a Goddess. You give me so much and I couldn't ask for more...you're all I need."

The words spill out of her freely, meaning every single one of them. He always made her feel so important, that he was the lucky one. When Merrick felt absolutely blessed to have him in her life.

Her heart is beating wildly in her chest as she kisses him again. A few on his cheeks and forehead before her lips stop right in front of his. "I love you so much..." She says breathlessly before kissing his lips. This time, there's more passion and intensity behind it as she immediately deepens the kiss. Needing to show him how much she meant it as she presses against him.

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'You're all I need'

Merrick, who had the ability to have anything she could ever want. Have anything at the snap of her fingers. A goddess amongst mortals... and he was everything she needed. Him, the luckiest man in the world. The one who had to work up the guts to hold her hand, and even then, she beat him to it. He was enough for her.

"Oh, Merrick... You'll never know how much you mean to me..."

Thats all he gets out before his lips are on hers again, kiss deepening almost immediately. He needed her to know how much he loved her. How truly deep he'd fallen for her. And he'd show her. However she wanted, he'd show her.

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Wilford's lips were so soft and sweet, his grip on her hips always a comforting feeling, keeping her close to him. He had said he didn't know if he'd be able to let her go, but she was practically clinging to him at this point. Utterly consumed by her love for him, along with a need that was starting to ignite a fire inside of her.

One of her hands tangles in his hair while her other arm stays wrapped over his shoulders. Pressing her chest to him with a groan, her hips have slowly started to move against him. The friction causing her to break the kiss with a gasp. Her eyes are even brighter when they open to look at him.

"Wilford...make love to me...please, I need you..."

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Merrick was very happy that she had a pool installed in the backyard.

Especially for the wretched summer they were having. She was more than happy to put on sunscreen and lounge by the water. Or, as she was doing now, swimming laps. It was a great way to cool off and it felt good, too.

Climbing up the latter, Merrick moves her raven hair out of her face. Skin glistening, wet purple bikini clinging to her form. She looks over at her partner with a small smirk. "Having fun, darling?"

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Wil was never exactly one for hot weather. Feeling all icky and sweaty just wasn't his thing.

Which is why he preferred to stay inside for the most part. Lounging about, letting himself potato around the various rooms. Merricks house was lovely for such an activity. Places to lay down, to sit and take a nice nap, anything really.

He was aware of her activities outside, her saying that she would be swimming about in her new pool. Eventually, he decided to be helpful. What would be more helpful than a nice drink to cool down with?

He stepped out the back door, a bottle of water in one hand, and a Pina Colada slush in the other. "Oh, dearest, I have your- ooooooh..." he was glad he didn't drop the drinks. Holy shit.

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Merrick grins at his reaction, always loving how expressive he was. Every time, it was like the first time he's seen her in something...appealing. She slowly walks toward him, stopping just a couple feet away with a hand on her hip.

"You're so sweet, darling. Thank you." She runs her hand back through her hair again. Her fair skin had received a slight tan, nothing much but a pleasant surprise nonetheless. Gentle trails of water run down her chest and abdomen.

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He's been rendered speechless. His brain haywire. God, why must she be so perfect all the time? His mouth opens, but no words come out, just a weak breath and a weird 'uhhhh'.

He carefully steps forward, amking sure to keep his eyes up... and not looking at her stunning body. Definitely not subtly glacing at her glistening form. Or salivating at the way the water runs down her skin. Yep, definitely not doing that.

When he's close enough, he has her the Pina colada, and decides that maybe he needs the water more than her. Taking a long sip from the bottle.

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Oh, Wilford was in trouble. Merrick actually bites her lip when she hears the sound that comes out of him. She could be merciless, exploiting every possible weakness in her opponent, for many decades. In the courtroom, when dispensing her own brand of justice...and in other matters.

She doesn't look away from him as he gets closer, fingers gently trailing against his as she grabs the drink. Taking her time to sip from the straw. As he drinks the water, she rests a hand over his chest. "Goodness...someone's thirsty." She says in a sultry tone, keeping her face as innocent as possible.

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Wil stops drinking, choking on the water already in his mouth as it goes down the wrong tube. He's sent into a coughing fit, hitting his chest as he coughs up the water.

Hes catching his breath now, hands on his knees as he gets the air he so desperately needs. Of course she has to talk like that, like she didn't know what she was doing. What else would she do, have mercy on his soul? As if.

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Uh oh. Merrick was expecting a spit take, not that she would make him choke. Setting the drink down on a nearby table, she quickly moves closer to him and rubs his upper back.

"Oh no, darling, I'm so sorry...are you alright?" Both of her hands are on him now, really wanting to make sure he was okay. Not even noticing how close his face was to her chest, now that he was leaning down with his hands on his knees.

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He's red in the face for a variety of reasons. Another small coughing fit happens before he's able to answer her. "I'm okay, pumpkin... just caught me by surprise is all... ow." He said as he clutched his chest.

It takes another moment for him to have the guts to open his eyes again. And of fucking course he's met with her chest. Because why wouldn't he be? "My dear, I already can't breathe, you standing in my field of vision is going to give me a heart attack."

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Merrick was threading her fingers through his hair, wanting to comfort him however she could. Even if he said he was okay, she still felt bad. At least a little bit.

"Oh...oh! Well, we wouldn't want that." She backs away a couple of steps with a chuckle, the apples of her cheeks tinged pink. And not from the sun. A subtle heat was making her feel flushed, how strongly he reacted to her. Always making her feel like a Goddess.

"Would you like to join me? The water is absolutely divine..." Merrick turns to walk back to the pool...half of her ass out on display thanks to the cut of the bikini. She crouches down before sitting on the edge, splashing at the water with her feet.

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When she's a safe distance away, he brings himself back to his full height, wiping his mouth off. Maybe that would finally teach her to stop being so sexy all the time. She had a grip of his mortality.

He looks back at her while she's not looking, watching her walk away. Fuck, her ass... to think that she could just wear that Bikini around like it was nothing, showing herself off like that. God damn, and he thought lingerie was hot.

Unable to deny such an offer, with a snap of his fingers, he's changed into a pair of pink swin shorts, and a yellow tank top. He makes his way over, and sits next to her, feet kicking about in the water. She was right, it did feel nice. "...you look beautiful..." He says quietly, as if it was a secret.

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Her back and arms are straight, palms nearly flat on the decorative stone as she continues to gently kick at the water. Merrick looks up as he moves to sit down next to her, smiling fondly. He had decided to keep her company after all.

She's watching the ripples in the water when he compliments her, turning her head to gaze at him. Gods, he was handsome. There was just enough sunlight filtering through scarce shade, casting him in a nice light.

"Thank you, amore...you're rather handsome yourself." She toes at his calf playfully before leaning back on her hands, shaking her hair out a little. "Gods, it's been so hot lately. I already want to jump back in."

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The water was a pretty crystal blue. Cooling his legs. He takes a deep breath, the smell of chlorine and fresh air mixing together. In the back of his head, there was a memory of such smell. A pool, and he dove in, no hesitation. It wasn't that strong of a memory, but it was there nonetheless.

Merrick was stunning as always. Even when she wasn't trying to be, Wil just couldn't get enough of her. Like right now... how she looked in her element. Sitting pretty as she kicked the water around.

"...would you go for a swim with me?" He asked, laying one of his hands atop one of her own.

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If Merrick thought about it hard enough, she would remember, too. Her first clue that strange things were afoot. A colonel that she wasn't sure if she liked or not...

But none of that mattered. She knew she liked Wilford. That she loved him. Feeling the hand on her own, Merrick turns to look at him, a fond smile slowly forming. Turning her body, her other hand touches his cheek before she's leaning even closer. Until her lips are pressing against his.

She stays for a moment, eyes closed, merely enjoying the closeness. The warmth of his lips against hers that were slightly cooler. Then she parts, gazing into his eyes. "I'd love to..." One more peck and she hops into the water with a giggle.

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Every time he kissed Merrick felt like the first time. The feeling that ran through his body, reminding him of just how much he loved her. That she was the best thing in his life in a long time. Reminding himself that he had to treat her right.

He savors the kiss while he can before she parts. Then he's watching her swim away. He looks out at her fondly. She looked so happy... that smile could light up a room with how bright it was.

Not wanting to leave her alone,Wilford makes quick work of peeling off his shirt and tossing it to the side, before popping into the water, and letting himself float on the surface.

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Merrick pops up from the water a few feet away with a gasp, shaking her hair out of her face. She had nearly forgotten how much she loved to swim until she finally did it again. But as she wipes the water from her face, whatever thoughts that were in her brain are suddenly gone.

Wilford was in the pool, and his shirt was gone. His chest, bare and wet, out on full display as she stares at him. Ah, so that's how that felt, huh? Biting her lip, she moves closer to him until she can reach out and run her hand along his chest with a pleased hum.

"My love...are you trying to give me a heart attack now? I suppose I would deserve such treatment...and what a way to go."

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The water is nice and cold, and gets that horrible icky feeling off of his skin. He feels genuinely relaxed, squinting up at the summer sky. Maybe he could fall asleep like this, floating on the water. Though he wouldn't exactly be fond of certain areas becoming crispy, and others not.

Spewking of which, Merrick comes along and touches his chest, and he can't help but smile. "Maybe now you finally see what you do to me, dearest... though I'd much rather die by your hand than you by mine."

A wet hand comes up to brush a stray strand of hair out of Merricks face, before cupping her cheek. "I love you, my honeybun."

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Merrick grins happily, and if her smile could light up a room, it was only because Wilford made it so. Never had her smile been quite as big and genuine until he came into her life. Filling her heart with love and a happiness she didn't think she could enjoy again.

Leaning into his touch, Merrick kisses the tip of his nose. "I love you too, my heart. And I only wish for you to see what is utterly yours. A sight for your eyes only." She presses her lips together, trying not to giggle. "And yes, you are also incredibly adorable when you get all flustered."

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There it was again. That smile. That smile lit up his life for the better. If only his memory wasn't so cruel, maybe then he'd be able to remember it every day for the rest of his life. Maybe that's what made him fall in love with her... that smile.

"I understand that it's mine, but everytime you remind me... it feels like the first time all over again." If he was being honest, he still didn't know how he'd managed to score such a lovely woman. How he'd lucked out so hard. "You're one to behold... and how I managed my way into your heart will remain a mystery."

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"Such a wonderful thing to hear. I wouldn't want you to be getting bored of me already." It's said in jest, but Merrick would be lying if she said such thoughts hadn't ever crossed her mind. It was thanks to her jaded point of view, no doubt. Even if she believe Wilford would treat her that way, anxiety could be a real bitch.

"I'll happily spend my days helping you solve that mystery, my darling. Remind you that you are a good man." Both of her hands run over himnow, pressing a lingering kiss on his shoulder before gazing into his face. "You make me happy...giddy, even. Which I didn't even think was possible."

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"Oh, but I could never grow bored of you, my dear. How could I ever grow bored of something so lovely?" And that was certainly saying something. His attention span was one of the worst out there. Not to mention his reputation. But Merrick was different. In many ways. Wil was completely dedicated to her. Dedicated in a way he didn't think he had in him anymore until he met her.

Even in the summer sun, her hands are cold. Not that he had a problem with that, they were quite refreshing. "Then I'll gladly spend the rest of my days by your side if it means you feel that happiness. It's what you deserve."

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...the rest of my days...

It's a statement that made Merrick's heart leap in her chest. If he was anything like her, that would be quite a few days indeed. And he wanted to spend them with her. Did she deserve such a thing? To have someone so devoted to her? Someone who felt the same way she did?

It was hard to imagine, yet here he was. "I couldn't ask for better company..." She murmurs, just wanting to be near him. "Um...I have a request, if you can do it. Would you be able to summon a big pool floaty we could cuddle on?" Her eyes practically light up as she asks. She's seen what he's capable of and she couldn't help but ask.

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He smirks at her, and points behind her. "You mean like that one over there?"

Behind Merrick, is Wil floating along in what appeared to be a popsicle. In one hand, he nursed his own popsicle, pink juice running down the corners of his mouth. Not that he seemed to care.

Looking over to her, he gives her a beckoning finger. "Come join me, my love. Lay in the sun with me, let me hold you."

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Merrick was used to Wilford suddenly being in another place, but she still couldn't help but look back...nope, he was gone. Giggling, she wades over to him and jumps in, seeming to float for a couple seconds before gently landing on her side next to him.

"Gods, this is perfect...thank you." Just room enough for the two of them, bodies touching. She throws a leg over him and slowly leans in, licking some of the juice from the side of his chin like it was no big deal. "Mmm~ Sweet..."

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Wilford welcomes her with open arms, holding her as close as he could against him. He couldn't think of a better way of spending time with her. The two of them, spending time in the sun, laying together. "There's no need to thank me, my dear."

He takes a bite out of the soft ice treat in his hand, simply enjoying her presence. Until she decides to tease him again.

Two could play at that game. He adjusted the arm he had around her, til he hand was just away from the curve of her ass. He innocently fidgets with the material of her bikini, fiddling with the tie on her hip. "Only sweet for you, my dear..."

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Merrick was expecting to feel his hand on her ass, or it was wishful thinking on her part. When it stops just short of where she wants him, she pouts her lip. Only to press closer to him...which in turn presses her chest against him.

"Mmm, and I can't get enough, amore..." Her hand rests on his abdomen as she lets out a soft sigh of content. Nuzzling her face on his chest before planting a few kisses there. Merrick wanted to be wrapped around him as much as she could, feeling positively clingy.

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With her chest against him, a blush creeps onto his cheeks. It was an honor to be able to hold her like this. To be able to feel her body in such a way. And while yes, she was so much more than just her figure... He could still drool over her like nothing else.

Giving in to his own urges, he moves his hand down to her ass, playfully squeezing. "And you think I'll ever have enough? Quite the opposite." He bites off the last of his popsicle, twirling the stick between his fingers.

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Merrick gasps before letting out a pleased hum, pushing back against his hand slightly. She would gladly let him touch every inch of her body. Never seeming to get enough. She had been starved for a kind touch when they were first together, and she's only craved it more since.

Merrick looks at him for a moment before sliding her hand up and touching his cheek, gently turning his head in her direction. A lingering gaze focuses on his lips before she looks up into his eyes. "May I have a taste?" She asks in the same tone as earlier. Now that Wilford didn't have anything to choke on.

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With her silent permission, he gave her ass another squeeze. Yes, he could lay it on thick when he wanted to. Having been deprived of such touches for so long, to be able to do such, and to do so freely... He was going to take advantage of it.

When she turns his head, his eyes are half lidded. He looks relaxed, calm. "I certainly won't stop you... But I don't know if I'll be able to let you go when you do." He leans forward, till their lips are mere inches apart.

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Merrick's heart was going wild in her chest, feeling all too warm and it couldn't be blamed on the sun. He own cheeks were even pinker than before as she glances at his lips again. Before she actually kisses him, her tongue pokes out to lick some more sweet syrup from the other side of his mouth.

"Promise?" She asks barely above a whisper. Before he can answer, she presses her lips to his with a soft groan. He was already sweet to begin with, now he was downright sinful. Merrick doesn't hesitate to move her lips against his, tangling a hand in his hair.

[carnivalofchaos]

Before he can even assure her promise, she's kissing him. The sweetness of his popsicle mingling with a flavor that was just inherently Merrick. Every time they kissed was sweet, but this was a new level. Maybe he was right, he didn't know if he could stop himself.

Their lips move together in a way that already felt familiar. He breathes her in, the chlorine filling his senses. The grip on her back side lightens up, hand gliding up to hold onto her waist.

[the-merrick-archives]

Its nearly instantaneous, Merrick is drawn to him like a moth to a flame. More than willing to get burned if it meant feeling him against her. Her arms come up to rest on the tops of his shoulders, pressing her chest to him even more.

Even her leg comes up to wrap around him a little more securely, seemingly not satisfied until every inch of bare skin is in contact with him somehow. Merrick lets out a huff of air before running her tongue along his bottom lip.

[carnivalofchaos]

Wilford parts his lips with no hesitation, letting his own tongue run against hers. There's still a small trace of coconut, as well as alcohol. And he loves it. Sweet and addicting, two words to describe her.

Every place that their skin touches burns up, and he wants more. Wants to feel every part of her body against his. Carefully grabbing her, he moves her hips so that they're on top of his. And so that she can be on top of him.

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick hums as he moves her, placing her exactly where she wants to be. As eager as she is, she tries her best to move slowly and carefully. The last thing she wanted was to end up capsizing and interrupting what was turning out to be a lovely afternoon.

She kisses him for a few moments longer before coming up for air. Glowing, needy eyes staring into his for a handful of seconds before she trails kisses along his jaw. She meant it when she said that she couldn't get enough. More than happy to keep showing him. "Amore..." Merrick says softly next to his ear as she starts moving down his neck.

[carnivalofchaos]

A chill shoots through his spine as she whispers into his ear. There's something about when she whispered into his ear. It made him get excited in a way he didn't know could ever happen. "My dear, love it when you talk like that..."

He couldn't take his hands off of her. Running his hands along her sides, playing with the material of her bikini. He moves his head to the side, allowing her more access to his neck. He loved showering her with his affections, but when she gave him the same in return. Just as lovely. "You're uch a sweetheart, my love... My heart beats for you."

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick shivers under his touch, goosebumps raising beneath his hands. She happily takes advantage of having his neck on display, placing open mouthed kisses down to the juncture of his neck and shoulder. Her tongue pokes out to run along the skin before she begins moving back up.

She moans softly, her thighs tensing around him briefly as she kisses just under his ear. If he loved when she talked like that, then Merrick was glad to do it more. "Tale devozione... essere amato da te è un onore, tesoro. Il mio cuore, il mio tutto... sono completamente tuo."

With a little concentration, the translation filters into Wilford's mind, so he could understand: Such devotion… to be loved by you is an honor, darling. My heart, my everything…I am wholly yours.

[carnivalofchaos]

Wils eyes start to glow with love, and want. Thankfully, she'd been helpful enough to provide translations for him, and his heart skipped a beat. Everyday since the first time they went out together, he'd been dedicated. Completely hers. Wanting to love her like she deserved. To hear that she was his, as much as he was hers... It was enough to make him lightheaded.

"내 모든 것을 다해 당신을 사랑합니다 내 마음. 내 영혼, 내 존재 자체가 당신의 것입니다. 나는 당신이 행복하기를 바랍니다. 느낌이 좋아."

And, since she'd been so courteous to him, the least he could do was be kind right back. 'I love you with all my heart. My soul, my very being, are yours. I want you to be happy. Feel so good.'

[the-merrick-archives]

Merrick's breath is shaky next to his ear as she listens, a shiver racing through her body as she clings to him. He was so good to her, good for her. He's brought love and more color to her life, and she could thank him every day until the end of time. It still wouldn't be enough.

Slowly, Merrick leans back just enough to look at him, keeping just a few inches from his face. Staring lovingly into his glowing eyes with her own. She rolls her hips a little, moaning softly as her hands come to rest on his chest. "You make me so happy...always make me feel divine...so grateful for you..."

[carnivalofchaos]

A deep groan is heard when she rolls her hips against him, and the hands on her hips hold on just a tad bit tighter. It wasn't fair, the effect she had on him. He'd never be able to repay her. No matter what he did, it'd never be enough. There was no way to encapsulate the love he had for her.

"No, no... if anything, I'm grateful for you... Don't remember the last time I felt this loved... All I want to do it make sure that you're loved... Treat you like you deserve." That was his one true intention. To make sure that she was loved, treated like the prize she truly was. He went into this with nothing but love, and that's what he still had for her.

[the-merrick-archives]

"You do...Gods, Wilford, you do. I've never felt so loved, and you treat me like a Goddess. You give me so much and I couldn't ask for more...you're all I need."

The words spill out of her freely, meaning every single one of them. He always made her feel so important, that he was the lucky one. When Merrick felt absolutely blessed to have him in her life.

Her heart is beating wildly in her chest as she kisses him again. A few on his cheeks and forehead before her lips stop right in front of his. "I love you so much..." She says breathlessly before kissing his lips. This time, there's more passion and intensity behind it as she immediately deepens the kiss. Needing to show him how much she meant it as she presses against him.