SUE: Stress on the Sky [Maebelle]

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Technically hands were curling underneath his shirt, seeing Maebelle had exchanged her dusty and sweaty clothes for something out of his closet. Not that it really mattered though… because she wanted to take it off either way. At first that option was slowly fading from her mind, simply because Kieron had prioritized the sauce over catching on to subtle hints. The second skin contact was made, however, it was the first thing the young woman could think of. At least until his lips met hers. She melted into the kiss, allowing her own hands to grip on the fabric of his shirt, just to make sure he remained close and didn’t fall back to being reluctant. If that wasn’t enough, surely the passion getting fueled into the kiss gave away that this was not going to spook her.

Mae maintained it a bit longer before pulling back, yet not far enough to stop feeling his breath. As eyes fell upon Kieron’s, they were heavy with lust. That translated into actions which easily supported what was on her mind. Because the second the brunette leaned forward again, hands trailed down his shirt, only for index fingers to hook through the loops of his pants. Then she shifted some, inwardly orientating herself before taking a couple of steps backwards, out of the kitchen and into the direction of the stairs. Of course they had to make it through the hallway first, but amazingly enough she succeeded at this. She wasn’t going to risk failing to get upstairs though, so Maebelle stopped after having stepped back on the first step. One hand now simply traveled to take his while lips took a brief break from granting his constant affection. For a split second eye contact was made, merely to check if Kieron had not changed his mind, before guiding the man up and down the corridor which led straight into his bedroom.

While some light from outside (from the streetlights and moon) managed to illuminate the corridor, his bedroom was immensely dark. The closet in front of his window definitely didn’t help Mae. It was why she made sure her boyfriend had his back to the entrance of the bedroom while she leaned past him to flick on the light of the corridor. The door behind him was mostly still open, but the light shouldn’t blind Kieron. At the same time it allowed Maebelle to see the man, to have blue eyes settle on hazel ones while fingers gave gentle tugs at his shirt to make him follow as she stepped backwards again. Until the back of her legs met the bed.

At that point hands got a firmer grip on the nurse’s shirt, slowly easing it up and over his head. All along Mae tried to not let her gaze drift off – not even when she tossed aside the piece of clothing. And not even when fingers began to fumble with the button and zipper of his pants. Getting spooked? What was that? Nothing would distract Maebelle from her goal now.

[Kieron Sharpe]

As their lips met, moving back away from her was just about the furthest thing on Kieron’s mind. He wanted to be even closer, to feel her against him and to be able to run his fingers over every inch of her perfect skin. It was his fear of spooking her that was holding him back, making him take every movement slowly and carefully, but his hands were steady and as he deepened the kiss there could have been no denying that he was more than ready to take this next step forward.

When Maebelle hooked her fingers through the loops in his jeans, Kieron couldn’t help the breath of a laugh that escaped. It was in no way mocking; it was happy relief. He was more than happy to let her lead the way, and as they approached the stairs and her hand met his he twined their fingers together. Lifting her hand and arm as they walked, he stepped carefully behind her, letting his lips trail in soft butterfly kisses from her wrist up to her shoulder as they walked.

Switching on the light in the corridor was a clever move on her part, giving the room a soft glow whilst letting Kieron keep his back to it. She could see him, he could see her, and as he looked at her face he wondered just what he had ever done to deserve the angel stood in front of him right now. He followed as she encouraged him towards the bed, eyes roaming over her face, looking for any signs of concern or unease and finding none. Kieron lifted his arms as Maebelle started pulling his shirt off, helping her remove it and suddenly being glad he had kept up with his exercising for all these years. Though compared to Maebelle, he felt like the Beast to her Beauty.

Maebelle started fumbling with his trousers then but he halted her after his belt was undone, gently steering her arms up as he hitched up the shirt she was wearing. He slowly lifted it over her head, discarding it somewhere near the foot of the bed and he had to pause for a moment when greeted with the sheer magnificence of her figure. After a few moments he had to remind himself not to stare, and his gaze met hers again before he brought their lips together again, arms stroking up the bare skin of her back as he gently pulled their torsos close. His lips left hers but instead slowly travelled down her jawline, kissing her neck and collar, the hands on her back shivering slightly with anticipation.

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For a second Maebelle considered speaking, to break the silence and to inform Kieron that she did not have a lot of experience and practice when it came to this. At the same time, however, it might push Kieron away. Not because of the possibility that it might end up being awful, but more likely because it might make him think she was having doubts. The possibility of him not noticing due to lack of experience as well did feel like an option to the woman. With his looks and personality, surely he had gotten around enough. All those assumptions led to the realization that she actually had no clue about how many her boyfriend might have slept with… which in turn made her realize that was not what she should be focusing on right now.

Luckily it took no effort to shift her focus back to the body pressed against her own, nor for her fingers to find the button and zipper of his jeans again. Shedding the rest of the clothes felt like automatism, and before Maebelle seemed to be fully aware of it, too caught up in Kieron’s lips, her body sunk comfortably into the mattress. What followed made Maebelle completely lose herself in pleasure and love.

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Fingertips lazily drifted up and down the man’s sternum while her head rested near it, halfway on his shoulder. The sheet reached Mae’s shoulder bones, yet shifted a tad bit as she did as well in order to tilt her face enough to see his. The hand that had been caressing his chest now found his jaw furthest away. Her palm perfectly curved against it, just as flawless as the brunette’s body fit into his side. The loving smile that curled her lips soon enough disappeared from his sight though, if only because she made the effort to lean in and to capture his with her own. Lips just barely skimmed his afterwards and the hand fell to the nurse’s torso again. Her chin settled on top.

“I… love you.” Words hardly above a whisper as her gaze searched his. A smile crept on her lips right after, if only because assumptions were being made again and she wondered if perhaps Kieron had expected to hear something else. It was why she threw in the next statement as well, even though the tone and intonation could easily give away it was not something that she judged very important. Perhaps it was to him though – not based on his personality, but merely on the fact that most men had an echo when it came to sex. “Oh, and you were awesome.” A grin joined in.