The Monsters' Favorite

Just Talkin About the Weather

Things were much easier to bear with someone by your side. This was true with just about anything, any kind of hardship is made much lighter when someone else is helping carry half the load from your shoulders. That's just what Dwight did for you, even if he didn't realize just how much he did for you. There's no way you could ever repay him for what he has done for you, but damn it, you'd sure as hell try. You'll make sure to show it every time you see him. With every hug, every kiss, every tender moment the two of you share, you'll make him understand just how important he is to you.

You've both decided to take things to the next level, though not without taking things incredibly slow and with a lot of communication. You're extremely grateful for this. It feels like you finally have some control over your life once more. And Dwight couldn't be happier to oblige you, all he wants is to make you happy and comfortable. And he did. Oh, Entity, he always makes you feel so safe and happy... You'd do anything to show him how he makes you feel...

The two of you were in Autohaven Wreckers so that you'd both have some actual privacy. Well, privacy from the other survivors, that is. It was unclear how many eyes were actually on you two, but neither of you really cared. All that mattered was that you were with one another, all close and with relative freedom to do the things that you weren't able to do at camp, and that's all that matters.

You were sitting on Dwight's lap, placing gentle, butterfly-like kisses on his neck and jawline. He had placed one of his hands on your hips while the other smoothed up and down your clothed back. Humming, you pulled back so you could see his face. Dwight's face was flushed, glasses slightly askew and was worrying his bottom lip. He's so cute...

"H-Hey... You okay..?"

"Mmhmm... Y-Yeah, I'm f-fine..." He whispered softly, shyly looking at you. "H-Heh... S-Sorry... Just, um, a little nervous, I s-suppose?" His voice cracks slightly, making him duck his head out of embarrassment. You cup his cheek, bringing his gaze back to your face.

"It's okay... Hey... It's okay, Dwight. You don't have to be nervous. It's just me, after all." You chuckle softly, giving him a warm smile. You can see him fighting with himself, with how his brows furrowed and his grip on your hip tightening just a little bit, before relaxing as he releases a breath you didn't realize he was holding.

"Mmm... I-I know... I jus- Well, it's you, so how can't I be nervous? I-I just... want to make you happy..." You nuzzle into the crook of his neck, giggling breathlessly.

"Oh, Dwight... You do make me happy... So happy..." Looking at him once more, you watch his eyes flick between your lips and your eyes, before shyly looking away when he sees that you noticed where he was looking. How can someone be so adorable... You muse as you tip his chin upwards slowly before pressing your lips to his.

His lips were as chapped as yours, but you hardly noticed. They were so warm... With a shaky sigh, Dwight returns the kiss, rubbing circles into the swell of your hip with his thumb. You gently caress his bottom lip with your tongue, asking for permission that he excitedly grants, parting his lips so you could slip your tongue into his eager mouth. The kiss was a little clumsy and sloppy, but you couldn't care less. It's the best damn kiss you've ever had.

He allows you to take the lead, preferring to have you take control in situations like this. You always treat him so well... Dwight has never had much confidence in being intimate, so having you take charge really puts him at ease. Especially since you're so damn good at it. Already, he could feel how uncomfortably tight his pants are becoming, and the fact that you kept grinding on him really did help matters, too.