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Say it Again *SJ*

You were nervous, a bottle of merlot in your shaky hand as you tapped on your girlfriend's door. You'd been friends for a few years, and girlfriends for one, but this was actually your first time at her house. It was silly to be nervous really, but you couldn't ever help it, she was out of your league but somehow you have her. Loving her has been your greatest joy, there's never a dull moment, and she proved you right again tonight.

"Hey sweetheart," Scarlett greeted you, voice low and raspier than you'd grown accustomed to. Your knees buckled, in the moment you were entangled in her warm embrace, but as one would expect she pulled back to allow you to enter her home, and in turn you fell to your knees, bones painfully smacking the tile.

Scarlett's eyes widened and her body moved quickly. First, she slammed the front door shut, then she bent down to be eye level with you, her finger hooked under your chin and brought your nervous gaze up to hers. "My love, what happened? Are you okay? Do I need to take you to the emergency room? If you weren't feeling good you should have -." You cut her concerned rambling off with a timid kiss that she understood.

"Oh." She was smirking now, her hands moved down to help you as you stood to your feet, and once you were up she had pinned you to her front door. "Tell me love, what's got you falling to your knees before me..."

Of course your lovers voice had always enticed you, but you were just as naive to her true voice as the world. In the past decade she had tempered her tone down to appease the male gaze, cautiously training it to be more effeminate for the sake of her career, but in the confines of her own home she wasn't so reserved.

"Stop," you whined, face smushing into her shoulder as you felt the need to hide away from her alluring gaze. Scarlett chuckled, relishing in the way you shivered as her hand ran down your back in a soothing manner. "What? I'm just expressing concern for my baby..."

The way she had said baby, while placing a kiss just beneath your jaw was enough to make you whimper. Scarlett froze momentarily, then she kissed you with so much passion that your mind couldn't help but blank. Your connected bodies stumbled back towards her luxurious couch until you fell back with her atop.

"Y/N," she panted your name out against your lips, her eyes were unrecognizably black and you froze. "If you don't want to go forward, I understand honey..."

There had been no expectations when this relationship started, and due to both of your busy schedule's there had yet to be a moment of genuine intimacy thus far. Scarlett did let you ride her thigh once after an event, but the rush to the after party left you both upended, and then you agreed that the real first time should be special. You wanted her to feel your love, and not have it seem like you just wanted her for her appearance.

Looks aside, it was her charisma and bleeding heart that led you into this relationship, and it's also why you stayed-her kiss was enough to keep you happy, but now, with her genuine tone revealed, one that is deep without trying and exudes dominance all you could imagine was how good she'd sound when moaning.

"Please," you whined, hands gripping her shoulders so that she wouldn't pull away anymore than she had. "I want you Scarlett," your eyes pleaded for her to see the genuine need. "I need to hear you moaning for me."

"Need, huh?" Your eyes widened at the way her voice somehow deepened, the lust of the situation giving her the power to make you crumble so effectively. "Does my voice really get you going honey? How sweet..."

When you peered into her gorgeous green eyes you saw an unexpected vulnerability, it was clear that her tone hadn't always been so well received. "It is driving me crazy Scar, please, just let me make you feel good."

Scarlett searched your eyes for a long time, you were nervous she might not want this after all, but before you could be the one to ramble she kissed you deeply. Her hands explored your clothed body, and you felt the way she moved your hands to follow suit. You regarded her with a tenderness she was unfamiliar with, healing her soul in ways she'd yet to acknowledge she needed.

Reluctantly, the blonde pulled away, admiring the way that your lips instantly turned downwards as your eyes slowly fluttered open. "Please," you tried again but she just shook her head and smiled down at you. "Later."

That was all she offered you before she ventured into her kitchen, leaving you on the couch in a state. On the one hand, you were excited to spend this time with her, in a bubble of domestic exclusivity since hardly anyone got to experience this piece of Scarlett, but on the other you were hopelessly turned on by the deep rasp that seemed to wrap around almost every word she spoke.

"Popcorn?" Your body nearly jumped off the couch, the blonde smirked as your plush legs squeezed together on instinct. "W-what?"

"I asked if you wanted popcorn," her voice was a bit softer this time, but not in a way that disguised her true tone. "For the movie marathon," she added, smirking at the sight of your conflicted expression. You'd clearly forgotten the original plans for date night. "Yeah, that sounds good. Thanks Scar."

Scarlett simply hummed and you were once again left at a loss for words, the blonde had to hold back her chuckle so as to not tease you further. There was more time to do that as she settled beside you on the couch.

Scarlett made comments every now and then, innocent in nature as she noted the parts of the first Thor movie she'd enjoyed, and the ones she didn't. It was also where you got to mock her close friend for his horrid appearance. The makeup team must've been drunk is all you had said, but it was enough to make her laugh, and your brain short-circuited as the sound left her.

It was something you needed to hear again.

Your girlfriend picked up on your increase in jokes almost instantly, and her heart was mush as she realized what was happening.

Your infatuation was cute, and moreover endearing, because though you wanted to hear her lusty screams, she could also feel the tender way in which you appreciated her voice. Regarding it with a soft smile that paired perfectly with the clenched thighs.

After three movies full of her teasing, she finally pulled you into a kiss that divulged into desperation, but it never felt void of care. You loved her in a way that she'd never imagined possible, and so, she rewarded you with deep, sultry moans of your name that sparked a night of relentless passion...

That night, as you collapsed on the bed you quietly asked her to sing to you. You were so sleepy she wasn't sure you even realized you'd done so, but she didn't really care either way. Soon enough you were sleeping soundly on her chest after her lullaby had worked its charm. The blonde was feeling so many things in that moment, primarily joy, so she let herself cry it out without fear of judgement. Her heart pounded in her chest as she silently wondered how she'd gotten this lucky to have you to call hers. Nobody had ever loved her for who she was before, not entirely that is.

"I love you," she whispered, a smile overtook her face as you shuffled closer to her, placing a half asleep kiss to her bare chest as you easily whispered the words right back. Scarlett held you tight as she slipped off to sleep, a silent vow of hers that she'll never let you go.

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1,360* Words, extended the fic as the person who requested it on Tumblr asked for more, enjoy. ❤️