(AN: 18+ chapter, as this is going to consist mostly of smut, and also details healed SH scars, so please read at your own discretion!)
Y/N POV
As soon as I heard the click of the door closing, I broke away from the kiss, lightly laughing at the obviously frustrated huff that Lizzie let out. As much as I wanted to continue into my intended activities, I still wanted to make sure that this was something that she was 100% okay with doing. I knew that both of our emotions were still running a little high thanks to our earlier fight, and the last thing I wanted was for her to wake up in the morning and regret anything.
"Relax, my love. I just wanted to check that you're still okay with this."
Lizzie nodded, leaning back in to continue our kiss, but I tilted my head back to prevent her from doing so. "I need some verbal consent here, Liz."
With another huff the brunette grasped the front of my shirt in her hands and jerked me forward, until our lips were barely brushing against each other, the forcefulness of the action and the way our bodies were pressing together sending white-hot tingles through the entire lower half of my being. "I want you."
I'm not sure if it was the feeling of her lips moving against my own as she spoke the words, or if it was the way her voice had taken on a kind of low raspiness that I found extremely hot, but there was a pleasant humming that had begun in my chest and I removed the millimeter of space between us to capture her lips with my own again.
The kiss started out soft, with our lips moving together in a series of movements that I felt a little like a dance, before Lizzie deepened it by swiping her tongue across my lower lip. I immediately granted her access, not at all surprised that she was trying to take control of the kiss. Apparently her semi-control freak tendencies bled into the bedroom as well, and I wasn't gonna lie by saying that I didn't find her boldness extremely attractive. Lizzie was always going to have this power of sway over me, and call it what you want, but if it meant this is what I could expect in the bedroom I'd gladly say I was whipped.
We briefly broke away to breathe, and I took the opportunity to slide my hands under the fabric of her shirt, fingers dancing along the soft skin that I found. I kept my touches light, never staying in one spot for too long before moving on to another. I had every intention of using this moment to memorize every detail about her, and with every swipe of my fingers against her flesh I could feel my want growing. And the sharp intake I heard Lizzie suddenly take when my fingers brushed against the underside of her bra-clad breast only fanned the metaphorical flames.
Placing a light kiss to the end of the brunette's nose, I moved to grab the bottom hem of her shirt, slowly lifting it higher until I had to take a step backwards to fully remove it. Once it was free I tossed it off to the side, not even bothering to look to see where it had landed- we could find it later. Instead I let my eyes roam over the freshly uncovered, my mouth suddenly turning dry at the sight.
I'd only gotten a tiny little glimpse of her body when she'd sported that bikini on our beach day all those weeks ago, but there was something about seeing Lizzie standing in my bedroom, shirtless and with only a (fucking black lace) bra with pupils so blown that the usual green of her eyes had almost completely disappeared that made my heart thunder loudly in my ears. I'd never understand how such an amazing creature would deem me worthy enough of her love and attention.
I don't know how long I stood there simply staring at her, but whatever trance I found myself in was suddenly broken by the way Lizzie shifted herself and her arms came up to cover some of her abdomen. My eyes instantly snapped to meet hers, where I was met with a light blush that covered her cheeks and had even begun to color some of the skin on her neck as well. Sensing that she was feeling a little self-conscious, I reached out to gently pull her arms away from herself before tilting her chin up to place a light kiss to her lips. "You are breathtakingly beautiful, Lizzie. Please don't feel like you need to cover yourself up with me."
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