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Kevin : Unblocking Creativity

Written by @/qu0kkarambles on Tumblr.

*Original Title was Kinktober day 16 but I gave it a different title for the sake of the contents page*
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Creative block was tough. And Kevin never handled it well. His art was his outlet for stress, and when he couldn't find the right outlet, he became a bundle of anxiety. With nowhere to outlet his nervous energy, he bottled it up until he could no longer handle it.

Thankfully, you'd known kevin your entire life. From childhood friends to now married, you knew the signs of his stress, and knew when he was creatively blocked. It was only a matter of days until something sent him spiralling off the deep end. But before he could, you would intervene.

When you got home from work to the low sound of music echoing from deep in your apartment, you knew exactly where Kevin would be. The small spare bedroom of your apartment had recently been converted into a small studio for him, his art beautifully displayed and his desk set to his exact preference. A space for him to do his art, uninterrupted and out of the way of anything else. Music usually meant he was trying to find inspiration, and you knew he'd been struggling recently with finding his spark.

When you cracked the door open slightly, you didn't expect to find him, head in hands, looking sorry for himself. It was obvious his stress was becoming too much, and so you quietly snuck into the room.

'Kevin, baby?' Your voice was quiet so as to not startle him, and as he looked up from his hands you could see the tear tracks down his cheeks from where he had previously been crying. 'Oh baby what is it?' You asked as you rushed to his side, hands cupping his cheeks as you pulled him closer into your tight embrace.

'I just- I don't know what's wrong with me at the minute I've just lost all my creativity. I can't draw I can paint I can't do anything' as he finished speaking he began to cry again, his emotions becoming overwhelming.

'Hey. Look at me. You are an incredible artist. You just need to rediscover your muse.' You said, placing a soft kiss against his forehead. 'But my muse is you my love. It always has been' he replied, his fingers interlacing yours as his tears slowed.

'Then maybe we need some time for just us. We've both been busy lately, and we've not spent much time just doing nothing together. Why don't we both call in sick tomorrow. We can waste the day doing nothing.' His smile grew as you spoke, clearly agreeing to your plan.

'And hey, why wait until tomorrow. We've got all night for you to rediscover your spark' you said as you dropped to your knees in front of him. 'Baby what-'

'Shhh. I'm gonna help you rediscover your muse.' Your devilish grin was all Kevin needed to know what you were planning. His hands found his zipper before you could, releasing himself from his fabric confines as you looked up at him through thick fluttering lashes.

'Fuck baby look so pretty for me' he praised as your mouth wrapped around his tip, teasing him with your tongue. 'So fucking good for me. My perfect little princess'

His praises encouraged you further, your head bobbing down his length as he moaned out your name. You set your pace, bobbing up and down his length as he threw his head back, moans falling from his lips interspersed with praises. Good girl, pretty princess, my baby.

Your teasing pulled deep moans from him, his hand threading through your hair as he controlled your pace. 'Such a good girl for me. Taking me so well. Fuck you're so good for me baby.' His words were broken up with small whines as you swallowed around him, the extra stimulation pulling whines from him.

His fingers tightened on your hair as he reached his high, release coating the back of your throat as you swallowed around him. You continued to kitten lick his tip as he caught his breath, his hand relaxing in your hair as you looked up at him, a sinful sight beneath his desk.

As you stood, he pulled on your shirt, tugging your face closer to his before his lips crashed against your own, the taste of his own cum fresh on your tongue.

Your kiss was slow and full of longing, and you could already feel how Kevin had calmed down, his body relaxing into your kiss. When you broke the kiss, a small trail of saliva connecting your lips, you smiled at how dazed he looked. 'So good for me baby. God I love you so much' he said as you wiped his lips, his eyes trained on your movements.

With your hand interlinked with his, you left his small studio, trailing to the kitchen hunting for food before finding a long discarded take out menu in a drawer.

'How does takeout sound my love?' You asked him, his head resting on your shoulder as he hugged you from behind. 'Sounds perfect darling' he replied, leaving a small kiss against your neck before walking with you to the sofa.

Comfortably snuggled up with food ordered, you put on a film, content in each others company as you felt the stress leave your husbands body.

Mission success.