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

[complexguy]

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[complexguy]

Before he can answer, he needs to kiss her again, though, and then he's smiling against her mouth. "This is the best damn sandwich I've had in my whole life. What do I gotta do to get this everyday?"

[dharmalady]

She laughs softly and reaches up to rest her fingers against the side of his neck.

"Kisses, I think. Anytime I ask for them. That would be payment enough," Juliet decides, expecting one now.

[complexguy]

"Feel like you're goin' easy on me," he laughs softly, but he kisses her tenderly, pressing closer to her.

[dharmalady]

She misses him, misses all the things they do when kissing leads to pressing close. Her ribs feel better, but sex wouldn't do anything to help her pain.

Still, she can't help but sigh softly into his mouth as a hand moves to the back of his head. "No," she murmurs. "Definitely not. God, where'd you learn to kiss like this?"

[complexguy]

She doesn't really want to know where he learned to kiss like this, he's sure; from a long line of women he didn't care much about. But what's done is done, and that's all in the past now.

"Ain't never mattered before you, baby."

He cups the back of her head, bringing her closer as his tongue tangles with hers.

[dharmalady]

Kissing him like this is dangerous, and Juliet hums into his mouth before it gives way to a whimper.

"What exactly are you trying to do to me?" she croaks out.

[complexguy]

"This is a promise," he breathes out against her lips. "Right after I finish my sandwich."

[dharmalady]

"...James," she breathes out, even though want surges through her at his words, makes her belly tighten.

"I think my ribs might still be a little too sore for that," she murmurs.

[complexguy]

"All you gotta do is sit there and let me do all the work," he promises her, pressing the words to the shell of her ear.

[dharmalady]

"Jesus Christ," James," Juliet mumbles, shivering involuntarily.

"Hurry up and eat," she urges, shoving his shoulder playfully.

[complexguy]

He loves knowing he's got her turned on, so he hooks an arm around her waist, being mindful of her injuries as he carefully pulls her into his lap.

"Been missin' you, Blondie," he whispers against her ear again, kissing her shoulder.

[dharmalady]

"We're outside," she protests, though it's a weak one as she tugs him so that she can kiss him deeply, tongue thrusting over his.

God, she missed him, too, and if he knew how badly she wanted him already, right now, he might lose his mind.

[complexguy]

"Not a damn soul around, 'cept us," he assures her. It's so late, anyone who's wandering around this time of night deserves the free show. He has nothing to hide anymore.

"You cozy?"

[dharmalady]

"Uh-huh," she breathes out, already pressing her face to the side of his neck. Her eyes close in eager anticipation, wetting her lips and swallowing heavily.

She does take the time to whisper in his ear.

"God, James, I want you," she exhales, clutching at his shirt.

[complexguy]

He wraps her up securely with one arm, moving intently with the other to undo her jeans. Once her underwear is pushed down, he dips his fingers in to touch her, letting his thumb slide against her clit as he presses kisses to her neck.

[dharmalady]

She's never done anything like this before in her life, and sure it's after two in the morning, but holy shit.

"James," she manages, clutching at the back of his head. This is so new, just being touched with no expectations in return.

"I'm...oh."

She's so close, forehead furrowing in concentration.

[complexguy]

He's trying to be so careful, not wanting to hurt her, but he's reassured by her grunts of pleasure. "I got ya, baby," he urges, kissing her neck again, wanting her to let go for him.

[dharmalady]

It doesn't take long after that, his words and his touch both completely undoing her. She gasps and jerks in his arms, choking on a cry she wants to let go of but can't.

Chest heaving, she shudders in residual pleasure as it ebbs and flows, going slack in his arms.

[complexguy]

He presses a few tender kisses to her temple, breathing her in. "You good, sweetheart?" He has to know that first, before anything else. He needs to make sure she's not in any terrible pain.

[dharmalady]

"Mhmm," she murmurs, turning her head in order to kiss him softly.

Then, her hand cups him through his jumpsuit, not surprised at what she finds there.

"What about you?"

[complexguy]

"I always want you, Jules, but you ain't fit to be doin' this right now," he chides gently. Even just a handjob; he worries about her hurting herself.

[dharmalady]

"That isn't very fair to you," she points out, unable to help that small swell of panic that she's getting too much without giving anything in return to him.

She can't help it, biting at her bottom lip softly.

[complexguy]

"Got nothin' to worry about," he reassures her. "I had my fun. Could listen to you all damn day when you let go like that, sweetheart."

[dharmalady]

At some point, she'll make it up to him, she knows. For now, she kisses him softly, humming into his mouth.

"You still have to finish your sandwich. I took up your break," she realizes sheepishly.

[complexguy]

"You knew what you were doin'," he teases her softly, kissing the side of her neck as he cradles her close.