★ but I'm going to be okay as long as you're beside me along the way

[complexguy]

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[dharmalady]

"You're ridiculous," she laughs, setting a forty-minute timer before stepping between his legs and going in for a real kiss.

"How was your day?" she asks, unable to help kissing him again before he can even answer.

[complexguy]

He takes that invitation to turn her, lifting her up on the counter and pressing close. It happens so quickly, he's sure she barely has time to catch her breath or think.

"Better now. Been missin' my girl." With that, he kisses her again, sliding her dress up the length of her thighs.

[dharmalady]

All she has time to do is let out a little squeak of surprise, and then she's grinning.

She isn't wearing any underwear under that dress, courtesy of her quick trip to the bathroom, discarding them because she knew this would happen.

"I missed you, too. Especially while Amy was painting my face. Coulda used a rescue."

She's slowly unzipping his jumpsuit while kissing his neck softly.

[complexguy]

He groans huskily, the way he knows by now turns her on. And then he tugs her closer, moving his hand to her inner thighs, then groaning again when he realizes she's not wearing underwear. He's so damn turned on, grabbing a kiss from her lips and then nipping lightly as he seeks the taste of her.

"Damn, baby..."

[dharmalady]

She shivers, warmth making her stomach coil in anticipation.

"See something you like?" she asks as she lets her legs part in anticipation, leaning back on her palms.

[complexguy]

"Always like what I see." He pushes her legs apart just a little more, then ducks his head to press a kiss to her inner thigh, teasing her.

[dharmalady]

She shivers, breath hitching as a hand moves to his hair now and tugs just a little.

"Do you want me?" she asks him, voice husky with barely contained want.

[complexguy]

"Do I want you..." He repeats, grinning as he kisses her other thigh, but then his answer comes when he dips his tongue into her, swirling it intently around her clit.

[dharmalady]

She gasps and arches her back, closing her eyes as her lips part in a moan. He's always going to be the only person who's only done this to her, and God, it's so damn good.

Juliet rolls her hips slowly against his mouth, panting. "God, James, right--" Before she can even get the rest out, he moves exactly the right way and she jerks forward, crying out sharply as her thighs tense.

[complexguy]

Good God, there's nothing better than this. The way he makes her tremble and cry out for him, it feels better than anything else in the whole damn world. He loves having all the power to make her feel better than she ever has. He stays right there, right with her, before slowly pulling back and kissing her outer folds.

[dharmalady]

She pants heavily, shaking and sinking back, head falling back against the cabinets.

"Holy shit," she manages, offering a weak laugh.

[complexguy]

He leans in, resting his hands on her thighs and pressing a series of tender kisses up and down her neck. "Said I missed you, didn't I?"

[dharmalady]

Her legs wind around his hips.

"I missed you, too. What do I get for that?" she asks, taking her turn against his neck before reaching into his boxers and wrapping her hand around his cock, slowly stroking.

[complexguy]

"You get all of me, baby," he grins, pressing closer to her and groaning softly when she touches him. He's already hard, and he wants her desperately.

[dharmalady]

Juliet doesn't waste any time, she doesn't want to. She guides him home and breathes out his name, fingers dragging up and down his back slowly.

"God, you feel incredible," whispers, tugging at his hair.

[complexguy]

He has no words, he just grunts happily, completely pleased as their bodies join. He loves her, and that's obvious in every thrust. He trails kisses down her body until he's too breathless, and he just gets lost in this.

[dharmalady]

There was a time when Juliet was lucky to have one orgasm, let alone another. So, when the way he's moving is the perfectly exact place she needs, her breath catches and her hips begin grinding over their own accord.

As soon as that pleasure peaks, she cries out his name into their kitchen, body tightening around his as she jerks forward once again, encouraging him, wanting him to lose himself.

[complexguy]

That's all it takes for James to let go completely, grunting as he falls over the edge with her. His hold on her tightens, and then he's just panting for breath as he presses closer to her, losing himself in her, in feeling so damn incredible with her.

"Damn, I love you."

[dharmalady]

It takes a second for her to be able to speak again, but when she can, she laughs softly and nuzzles his neck.

"Well. Damn, I love you, too, baby."

[complexguy]

"One day, I'm gonna make you feel so damn good you can't even talk," he grins at the thought of it. "Or think. Or move."

[dharmalady]

"Mhmm, and I very much look forward to that day, but right now there's lasagna in the oven so we only have about twenty minutes to kill." She leans in, kissing him lazily, taking her time to taste him before pulling back and nuzzling into his neck.

He smells; like outside and warmth, sweat and underneath it all, his soap, DHARMA laundry detergent, and him. This might be her favorite spot, and she takes a deep breath, holding onto him a little tighter in a hug.

"I'm glad you're home," she murmurs, just to say it, arms and legs wrapped around him in a tender hug.

[complexguy]

"You do make some damn good pasta," he breathes out, knowing he needs to stop. But he does hold on to her tightly for a moment, arms around her. "Glad I'm home, too."

[dharmalady]

"Wanna shower with me? Fast, no fooling around," she says, all business because their dinner is at stake.

[complexguy]

"I don't believe you," he teases her, grinning mischievously. He just can't trust her to keep her hands to herself.

[dharmalady]

"Then I suppose you take a solo shower so I can be sure our dinner doesn't burn," she says with an arch of an eyebrow.

She slides off the counter, smoothing out the dress primly. "Have a nice bath."