Nox: A Lazy Weekend Morning
Rating: NC-17
Tonks woke to two thoughts. First, she had an entire weekend off, and second that Bill was home, with her. It had been almost two weeks since they'd had more than a day here or there together in which they could do whatever they wanted. She could feel him, warm and strong, behind her.
Rolling over, she noticed that he wasn't terribly deeply asleep, so she went about waking him the rest of the way up. She started by kissing him, and then tracing kisses down his neck and over his shoulder.
Bill smiled. This was the only way to wake up.
Slinging an arm around her shoulders, he pulled her tightly around him, sliding fingers down between her legs. "... just checking to see if you're awake and healthy, ma'am," he said, teasing.
"Around you, it seems a natural state," Tonks replied, tossing her leg over his, allowing him better access. Continuing her self-admitted worship of his body, she licked small trails across his skin. "You seem to have that effect on me, love."
"As effects go, it's a good one," he said with a grin, nibbling along her neck as his fingers moved still deeper.
"Love you."
"Mmmm..." she sighed against his neck, breath catching. He had such a marvelous way of making her feel incredible. "I love you too."
Moving up a bit, she caught his mouth and kept it, kissing him deeply while tangling her fingers in his hair.
Bill gently slid his fingers away from her, licking each one of them with long strokes of his tongue.
"You taste good, Tonks," he murmured, arching his hips slightly.
"Really? Let me see." She kissed him again, seeking out the taste of herself in his mouth. He was right, she did, at least mixed with the taste of him.
Pushing him onto his back, she straddled him, teasing him by keeping her hips just off his.
Bill shook his head, sitting up so her body was flush with his, then laying her back with her hips still on his own.
"Like this, love."
This was new, but then, he always was creative. "Okay then. I'd do just about anything for you... especially if it means having you inside me..."
Bill leaned down, lavishing her breasts with wet kisses for a moment, then moving her hips to crash into his.
"Like this, you mean?" he asked, looking down at her with half hooded eyes, her legs bent at the knees around him, her center right below him. That was just convenient.
"Yes. I quite like that." In truth it felt incredible, and she was sure her face showed exactly how good it felt. "Do show me more."
Bill let his fingers move from her breasts down to just barely teasing her navel, then still lower.
He still hadn't moved his hips.
"Bill," Tonks begged, desperate to have him move. "Please! Please, love?"
Bill finally arched, but it was just slightly. He wanted her to beg very explicitly.
"Please what? Please do this?" he asked, brushing her clit with one finger.
"Fuck me, please. Bill, please, I want you to fuck me. Please." Tonks was certainly not above begging when she really wanted something, and she wanted this badly.
Oh, he did love it when she got right to the point.
Arching his hips again, Bill thrust against her recklessly, knowing the pace would bring them both to the peak quickly. He didn't much mind. Foreplay wasn't nearly this much fun.
She couldn't think at all when he moved like that, just hold on and enjoy it. Crying out over and over again, nails digging into his skin, she enjoyed what he was doing to her. For the life of her, all she could get out were random words as he thrust into her... words like love, mine, and his name.
It was mine that he was fondest of. Since day one Bill would feel utter rage when another man even looked at her with lust in their eyes. She WAS his, and he WAS hers. That was just it simply.
His fingers hooked just where they were joined, and he tried to stroke her to completion.
It didn't take much, and Tonks came for him, calling out his name and still begging, but not sure what for. She just wanted him with her.
Bill arched his back a final time, screaming for the gods to hear as he collapsed over her, curling his body around her own. His head rested just over her heartbeat, and the sound he needed to calm him down anyway.
"... fuck, Tonks. You're incredible."
Tonks was panting, holding him against her and she relaxed. It was a lovely way to start a weekend together, sated and happy. "I think you have me confused with you, love. You're amazing."
She went on to pet him soothingly for a few minutes, loving the feeling of his skin and hair under her fingers.
"What did you want to do this weekend?"
"A whole lot of nothing sounds very good, actually," Bill murmured against her skin, far too tired to move. His hair was now damp with sweat, and he was far too comfortable to move.
"Spend the weekend in bed?" Tonks liked the thought of that. She wasn't inclined to share him with anyone while she had him. Selfish, that's what she was. "I think that sounds lovely."
Bill rolled just slightly, pulling her into his arms as they both lay on their sides. He was extremely pleased with that reaction.
"Good. But now I'm all tired again."
"Sleep then." Tonks cuddled against him and sighed happily. "I'll still be here when you wake up, and you'll still be here when I do."
Bill grinned, halfway to sleep already. She was just too warm.
"Love you," he murmured, curled up against her.
"Love you too." Tonks drifted off, happily wrapped in his arms.
Tonks woke to two thoughts. First, she had an entire weekend off, and second that Bill was home, with her. It had been almost two weeks since they'd had more than a day here or there together in which they could do whatever they wanted. She could feel him, warm and strong, behind her.
Rolling over, she noticed that he wasn't terribly deeply asleep, so she went about waking him the rest of the way up. She started by kissing him, and then tracing kisses down his neck and over his shoulder.
Bill smiled. This was the only way to wake up.
Slinging an arm around her shoulders, he pulled her tightly around him, sliding fingers down between her legs. "... just checking to see if you're awake and healthy, ma'am," he said, teasing.
"Around you, it seems a natural state," Tonks replied, tossing her leg over his, allowing him better access. Continuing her self-admitted worship of his body, she licked small trails across his skin. "You seem to have that effect on me, love."
"As effects go, it's a good one," he said with a grin, nibbling along her neck as his fingers moved still deeper.
"Love you."
"Mmmm..." she sighed against his neck, breath catching. He had such a marvelous way of making her feel incredible. "I love you too."
Moving up a bit, she caught his mouth and kept it, kissing him deeply while tangling her fingers in his hair.
Bill gently slid his fingers away from her, licking each one of them with long strokes of his tongue.
"You taste good, Tonks," he murmured, arching his hips slightly.
"Really? Let me see." She kissed him again, seeking out the taste of herself in his mouth. He was right, she did, at least mixed with the taste of him.
Pushing him onto his back, she straddled him, teasing him by keeping her hips just off his.
Bill shook his head, sitting up so her body was flush with his, then laying her back with her hips still on his own.
"Like this, love."
This was new, but then, he always was creative. "Okay then. I'd do just about anything for you... especially if it means having you inside me..."
Bill leaned down, lavishing her breasts with wet kisses for a moment, then moving her hips to crash into his.
"Like this, you mean?" he asked, looking down at her with half hooded eyes, her legs bent at the knees around him, her center right below him. That was just convenient.
"Yes. I quite like that." In truth it felt incredible, and she was sure her face showed exactly how good it felt. "Do show me more."
Bill let his fingers move from her breasts down to just barely teasing her navel, then still lower.
He still hadn't moved his hips.
"Bill," Tonks begged, desperate to have him move. "Please! Please, love?"
Bill finally arched, but it was just slightly. He wanted her to beg very explicitly.
"Please what? Please do this?" he asked, brushing her clit with one finger.
"Fuck me, please. Bill, please, I want you to fuck me. Please." Tonks was certainly not above begging when she really wanted something, and she wanted this badly.
Oh, he did love it when she got right to the point.
Arching his hips again, Bill thrust against her recklessly, knowing the pace would bring them both to the peak quickly. He didn't much mind. Foreplay wasn't nearly this much fun.
She couldn't think at all when he moved like that, just hold on and enjoy it. Crying out over and over again, nails digging into his skin, she enjoyed what he was doing to her. For the life of her, all she could get out were random words as he thrust into her... words like love, mine, and his name.
It was mine that he was fondest of. Since day one Bill would feel utter rage when another man even looked at her with lust in their eyes. She WAS his, and he WAS hers. That was just it simply.
His fingers hooked just where they were joined, and he tried to stroke her to completion.
It didn't take much, and Tonks came for him, calling out his name and still begging, but not sure what for. She just wanted him with her.
Bill arched his back a final time, screaming for the gods to hear as he collapsed over her, curling his body around her own. His head rested just over her heartbeat, and the sound he needed to calm him down anyway.
"... fuck, Tonks. You're incredible."
Tonks was panting, holding him against her and she relaxed. It was a lovely way to start a weekend together, sated and happy. "I think you have me confused with you, love. You're amazing."
She went on to pet him soothingly for a few minutes, loving the feeling of his skin and hair under her fingers.
"What did you want to do this weekend?"
"A whole lot of nothing sounds very good, actually," Bill murmured against her skin, far too tired to move. His hair was now damp with sweat, and he was far too comfortable to move.
"Spend the weekend in bed?" Tonks liked the thought of that. She wasn't inclined to share him with anyone while she had him. Selfish, that's what she was. "I think that sounds lovely."
Bill rolled just slightly, pulling her into his arms as they both lay on their sides. He was extremely pleased with that reaction.
"Good. But now I'm all tired again."
"Sleep then." Tonks cuddled against him and sighed happily. "I'll still be here when you wake up, and you'll still be here when I do."
Bill grinned, halfway to sleep already. She was just too warm.
"Love you," he murmured, curled up against her.
"Love you too." Tonks drifted off, happily wrapped in his arms.