Time Away From Home

I can't remember...

It was September 2nd. Caroline didn't know when in September Mick was supposed to be getting back, but she had assumed it was early September. For all she knew, he could be getting back in mid-September, or late-September, or even not at all, ever. She just hoped it was soon, or never again- she couldn't decide which was worse. She was more anxious than anything else. Regardless, that particular day she did her normal routine- washing her face, doing her hair, going to work, but when she got back home that evening- Mick's Landrover was in the lot. At the sight, her stomach was suddenly filled with excited, anxious little butterflies. She parked next to it and slowly got out of her car, her heart beating faster than it probably should have. As she climbed the stairs, her thoughts ate her up; It's been a whole month, what if I look different? What if he thinks I look ugly now? What if he doesn't like me anymore? What if he realized I'm too much for him? At her questions, Kim's words popped into her mind, Anything can be a 'what-if' but is it likely? She hesitated at her door. Oh- This was ridiculous! She'd handled going a whole month without him and now that he was back it was suddenly insecurity central?...yes- Whatever! This was her apartment anyway, it wasn't like she could go run and hide anywhere else- not that she wanted to, just- before her mind could spiral anymore, Caroline unlocked the door and swung it open. She looked around wearily for a moment, but she didn't see anyone. She took a step inside and called, "Mick?" ...He stepped out from the bedroom and they stared at each other for a second, but that second felt like an eternity. When eternity had passed, Mick ran up to her and hugged her tightly, "Caroline! Darlin! I've missed you so much!" She smiled and hugged him too, "I've missed you too, Micky..." He pulled back just enough to kiss her and suddenly the butterflies in Caroline's stomach flittered and fluttered all panicky-like. She pulled back, but he took that as a sign and started to press rough kisses down her neck. She pulled back more and stammered out, "W-wait-" He pulled back to look at her, "What?", "Uh... I- um, I wanna hear about your trip!" She didn't know if she really did want to hear about his trip, but she was stalling more than anything because those nervous-excited butterflies were bouncing around her insides like a sped up game of pong. Mick gave her a quizzical look before laughing, "Sorry. That was a bit forward of me, wasn't it?" She laughed too, "It's okay." and he slid a hand down her back, leading her over to the couch, "Sorry, darlin'. I was just... Yeah, I can tell you about my trip- well, some of it. You know I can't tell you everything.", "I know." Caroline said and she sat down next to him. He put a hand on her thigh and rubbed it absently as he spoke, "It was fine. The long and short of it was: We got to the place, got in, found what we were looking for, and hightailed it back home... Then I got stuck at base for a week, but that's a long story.", "That's it? That took you a whole month?" He shrugged, "Most of the time we spend down there was just watchin' the place and waiting for a good time to get in. That's what took us so long.", "Ah..." Caroline mused and they were quiet for a moment. Mick was still rubbing on her thigh, but now it was a little less absent and a little more deliberate. After another moment he grinned at her as he slyly slid his fingers up her skirt- before she abruptly pulled his hand from her thigh and into her own. Now he frowned, "Lynn, is something wrong?", "Hm? Oh, no, no, no, no. I'm fine!", "Really? Cuz you seem nervous-" Just as he said it, he gave it some thought, "Are you nervous?", "Who, me?" She started, but then paused. What would be the point in lying? She sighed, "Yes." and he gave her an empathetic look, "Is my being forward makin' you nervous?" She shook her head, "No! No- well, maybe. It's more like, I haven't seen you in a month and..." She gestured aimlessly, "I guess I'm just... out of practice..." He smiled softly and laced his fingers with hers, "Well, if it's just that you're out of practice, that won't be a problem for long..." She blushed hard and almost recoiled. What was wrong with her? Hadn't she been dreaming of this since he left? His face fell at her reaction and he said, "But I can tell that ain't the only thing. What's goin' on, Lynn?" She ran her other hand over her face, "I don't know. I'm excited, but I'm also nervous...", "Are you nervous about something?", "No." Yes. "...Yes...", "What is it, love?" Suddenly those butterflies turned into a swarm and she couldn't speak. She knew exactly what was wrong, she just couldn't tell him. Mick, for his part, picked up her other hand and said softly, "I don't want you to feel like I'm pressuring you. I was just excited and I've been thinkin' of you since I walked out the door, but that don't mean we have to do nothin'." Now she felt guilty, "I'm sorry-", "Don't apologize, love. If you ain't feelin' it, you ain't feelin' it. Simple as that." She pulled back, "But I am!" He drew his eyebrows together, "But I thought you said-", "I am feeling it! I'm feeling it soo much- I've literally been dreaming of what we'd do when you came back, but now-" She shook her hands out anxiously, "Now I'm just nervous." He looked at her with concern and picked up her hands again, "What for?", "I- I don't know..." Mick thought for a moment, then asked, "Do you wanna have sex?" Caroline nodded, "More than anything, I just don't know if I can right now..." He nodded, "Then let's take it back a step. You wanna... You wanna sit on my face?", "Um...not right now.", "Alright, back another. You wanna just cuddle?" She looked around, "Uh, maybe-", "You wanna just kiss?" She nodded, "I can kiss." He smiled and cupped her face gently before he asked, "Can I touch you while we kiss?" She thought about it, then she nodded. He smiled his gorgeous smile and brought his face to hers. He kissed her, not with the passionate haven't-seen-you-in-a-month ferocity, but a more reserved, more gentle kiss. Caroline reciprocated despite her anxiety, and the longer they kissed, the more it faded... Until he brushed his hand down her waist. It was just over her clothes, but that anxiety slammed back into her. She didn't react though- or she tried not to- as he rubbed his hand up and down her side. Up and down, very gently. It wasn't a big deal. He was clearly having a good time... Unless he wasn't and he secretly resented her- Caroline pushed that unhelpful thought down. It wouldn't do either of them any good if she got all worked up over her nothing. Oblivious to her inner machinations, Mick gently pulled at her blouse until it was untucked from her skirt, then he slid his hand under it. His fingers hit her skin and her heart sped up two-fold. Focus, damn it! Focus! He clearly still likes me, so stop freaking out! Mick slipped his hand to her back and just held her there. He wouldn't be doing this if he resented me. He stuck his fingers under the strap of her bra and rubbed her there. But what if he's just doing this because he feels bad for me? He unclasped her bra and she broke the kiss, stammering out, "Do-do you still like me?" With his hand still under her shirt, he blinked at her, "What?", "Do you-" Caroline stopped herself and cringed. What a stupid question to ask. Mick removed his hand to cup her face, "Of course I still like you!", "Ah! That was a stupid question! I'm sorry..." She lamented and Mick asked, "Why would you think I don't like you no more?" Caroline looked away with a shrug, "I don't know... It's just been a whole month and- and I've missed you so fucking much- probably too much... and I've been having..." She shook out her hands again, "...Not having you here has been really hard-" Her throat tightened and she had to take a breath to steady herself. Mick pulled her into a crushing embrace and breathed, "Oh, darling." She sniffed, "I just- I kinda realized how much I'd been relying on you and I- I'm worried you've realized it too- and you realize it's too much for you- and then you-", "Hey, hey, hey..." Mick interrupted, pulling back enough that he could look into her face, "Caroline, I'm not-", "I know it's stupid, I know-", "That ain't what I was gonna say-", "I know, I know, I know-", "Caroline." He said sternly and she stopped. "Darlin', you ain't too much for me.", "But-", "I'm here right now because I love you. I'm here cuz I wanna be with you- not in bed, just here. Wherever you are. And you're not too much, you're recovering-", "I've been 'recovering' for a while now...", "Darlin' you ain't-" He half-chuckled, "This ain't something that's gonna get processed in a couple months. You lost your dad..." He hugged her close, "That's gonna sting for a long time..." A long time... Caroline's eyes suddenly burned with tears. She was gonna put him through this for a long time. Her body took in a sharp, involuntary breath and Mick pulled back again to look at her again, "Caroline?" She quickly swiped the tears off her face, but they kept coming. Her whole body started shaking with the effort and Mick cupped her hot, tear-filled face in his hands, "Darlin', Lynn! What is it?" She shook her head. She couldn't do this to him. She couldn't put him through this for a long time- months, years, a decade even?! She couldn't do it. She wouldn't do that to him. He tried again, "Lynn-", "You-you don't have to be-be so nice to me, you know...", "What do you mean?" He asked and she sniffed, rubbing her eyes, "I can take it. I'm strong, you know- I mean, ignore-" she gestured to her streaky face, "Ignore that, but I can take it. If you wanna- wa-w-want to... You can b-br-break u-up w-with me-me!" Mick was stunned silent, "...what...?" Caroline took in a shaky breath, "You don't ha-have to st-stay with me just because my d-dad died. I'll be f-fine..." Mick was looking at her, wide-eyed. He let go of her face, but then he reached out to her before drawing his hands back, "Are you- do you wanna break up?!" Caroline looked down with a shrug. Mick instinctively reached out for her again before pulling his hands back once more, "Do you-" He ran a hand over his head and half-laughed, half-despaired, "I've only been here a moment, are you that sick of me already?" Caroline glanced up at him, and with whatever he saw on her face, he started panicking, "I can- I can fuck-off for a week- I'll fuck off for another month if you need me too, let's just- let's just talk about this, yeah?" She held herself, squeezing her watery eyes shut, "I don't want you to stay because you feel bad for me... You deserve better than that, Micky." Mick was quiet for a moment, then he asked, "Do you want to break up with me?" Caroline' tears ran silently down her face, but she didn't answer- so he pressed, "Lynn, do you want to break up with me?" Her body had a physical reaction to that and she started to shake, but she didn't answer him. She couldn't. This was for his own good, even if it tore her up inside. He cupped her face and demanded, "Caroline, look at me." She didn't want to. "Darlin', look at me." It took effort to crack her eyes open, but she finally looked up at him through her tears. He looked down at her with a stoic expression, "Lynn... If you tell me that you wanna break up with me, I'll be gone. I won't fuck with ya, I won't stalk you or nothin', I'll be gone. But be honest with me, do you want to break up with me?" She couldn't stop looking in his eyes. They were so blue. It was like looking straight up on a cloudless day and getting sucked into the sky. "Mick... I don't want- I think-" She sighed sadly, "You deserve-", "No.", "What?", "No, don't tell me what you think would be best for me. Do you, Caroline Sweeney, want to break up with me?" A fresh wave of tears dripped down her cheeks and she begged, "Mick-", "Do you want to break up with me, yes or no?", "Please-", "Yes or no?" She tried to pull away, but he had her held fast, "Answer the question." and the world stopped for a moment. Drip. Drip. Drip. Tears fell off her cheeks and into Mick's hands... She couldn't do this to him. She was too much for him. He deserved so much more than she could give him, and it hurt her so much to know that. After a moment, Mick asked a different question, "Do you still love me?" That one was easy. Caroline nodded her head and Mick ran his thumbs across her cheeks, "Then, do you want to break up with me?" ...That broke her. She shook her head as she sobbed, and Mick embraced her so hard they fell onto the couch together. Mick didn't let her go, though, he just said, "I love you, too. I've missed you so fucking much-!" He took a deep breath against her neck, "So fucking much..." Caroline hiccuped, sobbing out, "How-? How can you still lo-love me when I'm like this?!" Mick kissed her head, "Like what? Stressed?", "Like-" She flipped over and bat at his arm, "You know what I mean!" He chuckled, "Do I?", "Stop playing dumb! You can see it... Just look at me... I'm a fucking mess...", "...You know what I see? I see my girlfriend all stressed out and upset and I wonder what I can do to make it easier for her, because I love her very very much!" He pressed a kiss to her cheek and she rolled her eyes, "Ha ha, very funny.", "It's true.", "You're just being nice to me.", "I am nice.", "Well, stop being so nice.", "Okay then..." He grabbed her shoulders and shook her, "Stop being mean to my girlfriend!" Caroline jolted, quite startled, and Mick attacked her with kisses while saying, "She's kind, she's smart, she's witty, she's beautiful- and you're being very mean to her! Stop it!" She let out an involuntary laugh and Mick grinned as he continued, "She's just gone through something really hard and you'd do well to give her some fuckin' patience! Damnit!" Caroline giggled, but then her face fell and Mick paused his game. She sighed, "You know what was really hard?", "What?", "Not having you here..." Mick pulled her against him tightly, "I'm so sorry, love, that one was too damn long. I won't let that happen again..." Caroline hugged him back, "It's okay. I get it, work takes priority-", "The fuck it does! I got my priorities straight!" Caroline pressed her face against his neck, "Micky... This past month I've been feeling like I'm taking too much from you. I feel like I'm taking you away from your work and your friends- do you even have friends over here? I feel like I should know that... Do you even live over here- you live in a camper, I'm dumb-", "No you ain't." Mick soothed, "And I spend time with friends- and work- plenty enough, don't you worry about that.", "I don't even know your friends... I don't know much about you at all, I think.", "I think you know me the most out of anyone. And I haven't introduced you to my friends, so of course you wouldn't know 'em." Caroline frowned and Mick brought his hand up to run his fingers through her hair, "It's not that I don't want you to meet them, but it's important that you and my work life stay separate.", "Why?", "Because it would be very dangerous for you if my boss found out about us. And then everyone would find out, and then Grey would find out and he'd probably use you for leverage or something, and then that would be a nightmare...", "Who's Grey?" Mick blinked, "Hell. Forget I said that." and Caroline tilted her head curiously, but didn't press it. She knew she wasn't supposed to know anything about his work, and normally she didn't even ask, but it kind of bugged her now. Still, he had set that boundy and she would respect it, as frustrating as it might be... Mick continued, "But you know me as best as you can in the couple months we've been together, and I feel like I know you- which makes me curious as to where all this is comin' from." He gestured to her and Caroline quirked a brow, "Where all what is coming from?", "The whole 'You deserve better' thing, cuz you've said stuff like that before. Why don't you think you're good enough for me?" Caroline blushed and buried her face against his neck again, shrugging at his question. His hand moved down to caress her back as he said, "Well, I think that you are good enough for me and that if I deserve better, then you're it, darlin'." He kissed her head, "If fact, sometimes I feel like I ain't good enough for you." Caroline pulled back to look at him, "What?" He smiled sadly at her as he said, "I think you're wonderful, and you're amazing, and sometimes I feel like what I have to offer is miniscule in comparison to what you bring to the table.", "What?! No! You do so much for me- you've given up so much for me and I am so so appreciative for all your time and effort! I feel like- especially recently- I feel like you have been here a lot, and giving me affection, and cooking things, and even cleaning up-" she gestured to her living room, "I know it wasn't this clean before.", "That's because I love you and I wanna do what I can to make things easier for you.", "-But I can't do it back... I haven't been able to do that for you... For months..." Mick was confused, "What do you mean? Of course you do.", "Not as much...", "Darlin', relationships are not fifty-fifty. We should equal a hundred, but it don't need to get split down the middle. I remember several times when I've come home and I could only bring you thirty percent, and guess what? You brought the seventy." Caroline blinked at him, processing what he was saying as he continued, "And right now, if you can only give me thirty, then I'll bring the seventy.", "But what if I'm at thirty percent forever? I feel like I had been doing better, but then I was alone and I was a nervous wreck! It was like I suddenly couldn't function anymore..." Mick gave her an empathetic look, "I'm sorry, darlin'-", "No, I should be able to go one fucking month by myself! And I mean, I guess I mostly did I just... there was one night-" That memory brought up a lot of emotions for her and she had to take a breath. Mick finished sadly, "There was a night you needed me and I wasn't there for you..." A tear escaped down Caroline's cheek and she swiped it away, "I needed someone, but it was fine. I ended up calling my therapist and we talked and it was fine. Then I got an appointment in and we talked more... and it was fine." He squeezed her closer, "I'm sorry-", "No, It's not your fault. But, I mean- I should have been able to handle that myself...", "But you did." Caroline paused, "But-", "You did handle yourself. You got help, you're here, you're safe... You got through it the best you could..." It was quiet, then Caroline nested her face in between his neck and his collarbone, "I'm sorry." She murmured and Mick shook his head, "It's okay. There were certainly times this month when I could have really used you as well... I've really missed holding you..." Oh...Of course, it hadn't been just her... Caroline hugged him back just as tightly and he smiled. They enjoyed each other's company for a long moment, then Mick asked quietly, "Do you think... Could we take off our shirts? We don't have to do nothin' more, I'd just like to feel you against me-" before he even finished his sentence, Caroline was already unbuttoning her shirt. Mick chuckled and took off his own shirt, and soon they were both topless, Caroline tossing her bra on the floor. They hugged each other again and the skin-to-skin was heavenly. Mick's hand felt down her back and the sensation made her shiver. He asked, "Are you cold?" and she shook her head, pressing herself against his warm body. He kept running his hand up and down her back, the feel of his fingertips over her skin almost tickling her. He sighed into her hair, "God, I've missed this so much. I've missed you so much." and she smiled against his chest, soaking him in like a lizard soaking in the sun on a warm rock. After some time, her warm rock said, "I'm so sorry I wasn't able to be there for you..." and Caroline shook her head, "You couldn't have been. I'm... I was feeling a lot of strong emotions- and I'm still feeling them- but it's not right to blame you for something you couldn't have controlled." Mick winced, then he murmured, "Bein' completely honest... I was the one that came up with the plan that had us gone for the month..." She blinked, "You did?", "It wasn't supposed to be a whole month, but with the intel we got, if we went in and got it now, we wouldn't have to chase it around the continent, and that would have been more time away...", "Did it work?", "Yes." He grinned, "We got everything we needed for now. And I got me a short vacation!", "Really?" He nodded, "Yup. We're all off for the rest of the week." She smiled, "That's awesome!", "Yup. And you know what I'm gonna do with it?", "What?", "I'm gonna spend it with you!" He squeezed her playfully and she giggled, "You sap!" Now that they'd talked about it, Caroline felt a lot better about everything. And now that she felt better, she felt horny. Like, really fucking horny. He was so sweet to her and so understanding and fuck- she wanted him inside her so bad- but she'd made such a big stink earlier that Mick was being careful with her now. Even as he stroked his hand down her back, she couldn't help but notice that he didn't dip below the waistband of her skirt. She wondered if she'd thrown him out of the mood. She laid in his arms quietly for a moment, trying to build up the courage to ask him a silly question, then after a few minutes, she mumbled, "Hey, do you- uh, are you still in the mood?", "Hm?" Caroline bit her lip, but Mick just said, "I didn't catch what you said, Lynn." and she sighed. He asked, "Could you repeat that?" and she stole herself, skimming her fingertips over his arm and trying again but louder, "Um... I know what I said before, but I was thinking... if you were still 'in the mood'- uh, that would be nice... I guess..." Mick sat up a little, "Oh? In the mood for what, though?" She blushed, "For- for stuff..." He grinned, "What kind of stuff, Lynn? Be specific." She blushed harder and ducked her head, "You know what I mean..." He gently grabbed her chin and tilted it up so she met his eyes, "I wanna be sure we're thinkin' about the same things. So, tell me, what are you in the mood for?" Caroline was sure her face was red. She stammered, "Uh..." and Mick just smiled at her patiently. What did she want? She had an idea, but she didn't know how to articulate it. She sat up and pointed to the couch, "Uh, what if you sit right there...?" and he followed, getting up so he could sit on the couch properly. She hesitated, then she took off her skirt before straddling his lap, "What about this? Is this okay?", "Oh, more than okay, darlin'. Can I touch you?" Caroline nodded enthusiastically before leaning in and kissing him. He kissed her back, his hands moving down her sides as she pressed her chest into his. He chuckled against her lips, skimming his hands down her back and cupping her butt. He squeezed slightly and she moaned. He teased, "You miss me that much, did you?" and she responded by grinding down on his lap, "Maybe." She could already feel him getting hard and his breath hitched, "F-fuck! Guess I did too- hold on..." He had her get off him so he could quickly take off his pants, but Caroline took the opportunity to take off her undergarments and Mick mused, "Alright, then..." before he took off his boxers too. She straddled him again and they both reacted to the feeling. He reached between them, "Here, let me-" but Caroline stopped him, "I just wanna grind on you for a moment." He blinked at her in his arousal drowned state, taking some time to process what she was saying before pulling his hand back, "Sure, yeah. Go for it." and she grinned at him, then she anchored her hands on his shoulders and began to grind. Mick's eyes rolled and he leaned his head back, "Ooh, fuck... That's like fucking tourture." Caroline hesitated, "Oh...Do you want me to stop-", "Don't!" He instinctively grabbed her hips and started moving them himself, "Don't... huh... please don't stop..." Caroline smiled wide and grinded her hips down on him harder. He let out a, "Ah." and held her against him tightly, his own hips thrusting up to match her rhythm. She knew she was torturing him, but her clit was rubbing over him oh so nicely, so she rode her hips back, back, back, back, back- then forward, then back, back, back, back, back... Mick's hips bucked, "Oh fuck-" and Caroline whispered in his ear, "You know, I did this to your pillow..." Mick blinked his eyes open like he hadn't realized she'd been speaking English at him, "What?", "I did this to your pillow when you were gone. I imagined that your head was still on it..." She grinded down on him for emphasis, and he melted. He stammered, "I'd like to be your pillow...", "Hm?", "Can you pretend my face is your pillow? Can you do this- to my face? Please?" Caroline smiled at him curiously, "You really want to?", "Yes, please?" She shrugged, "Alright." and she got off him. He immediately laid down and gestured to her, and she giggled as she got up and straddled his face. He didn't even give her the chance to settle. He grabbed her hips and pulled her down, and she had to grab onto the back of the couch so she wouldn't fall. He started licking her, and a moan came up from her throat. Then he paused to say, "Caroline. I need you to sit on my face." She huffed out a breath, "I-I am-", "No, you're hovering. Sit down.", "But I don't wanna crush you- or suffocate you...", "If I need you to get off-" He easily pushed her up, "I'll let you know." She wobbled, catching herself on the sofa before he let her back down. She asked, "Are you sure?" and Mick replied, "Caroline, I have been waiting to do this for weeks. I've been dreaming of this for weeks. Now sit your happy ass down on my face and let me be consumed by your thighs." She quirked a brow, but lowered herself hesitantly saying, "O-okay..." He grabbed her hips and pulled her the rest of the way down, and then he kept pulling at her resistance. She tried to relax incrementally, but she was worried about hurting him. Then he stuck his tongue inside her and she squealed, "Ah! That's weird!" He didn't hear her, though- and she didn't want him to stop, so she just let it ride. She felt his tongue moving around inside her and she had to admit, she kinda liked it... She really liked it, actually. She moaned, her hips moving slightly to some unknown rhythm as she enjoyed the ride she was on. He suddenly pushed her up and took a breath before pulling her back on his face again and she laughed. What a weirdo. Her weirdo, though. He kept going, keeping his tongue inside her for as long as he could before taking a breath and doing it again. She didn't know how long he'd been doing that for, probably a few minutes? But then he must have gotten bored of it, because then he started attacking her clit. She buckled over, trying to find purchase on the sofa, but the sensations were intense. He wasn't going easy on her. She cried, "Fuck! Micky- I'm close-!" and close she was, because not even a few seconds later, an orgasm shot through her like a firework. She moaned loudly- but Mick was still going. Her body shivered and jolted at the overwhelming sensation and it hurt- but it was also good? She huffed and twitched and almost convulsed at his continued pleasure attack- but then it got to be too much and she tapped his head, "Mick- M-Mi- Fuck, I'm done!" He lifted her up briefly to take a breath before bringing her back down and sticking his tongue inside her again. She tried to sit up, "Mick-" but his hands locked her down. She pulled herself up more forcefully and Mick finally let her go, huffing and puffing. She got off him and he demanded, "What's that for?" She shrugged, "I'm done?" and Mick's face was red and glistening as he gestured to her, "Well I'm not. Get back over here.", "You're right, you're not..." Caroline mused, straddling him again, but not his face this time, "And now I want you inside me." She shimmied her hips against his dick for emphasis and he huffed a few breaths before wiping his face off, "Alright, fine.", "Well, don't sound too excited- whoa!" He flipped their positions and quickly lined up at her entrance asking, "You ready?" Caroline was suddenly anxious. She looked around nervously and asked, "Do you want to? You kinda seemed-" He interrupted her with a kiss. She melted, spreading her legs and urging her hips up. He brought his hand between them and lined himself up at her entrance, then he pushed in. She threw her head back, crying out, "Ngh-!" and Mick began fucking her, his mouth going to her neck and sucking hard. Caroline's walls clenched tightly, every time he pumped into her making her feel like sparks were going off inside her. It was incredible. She knew she was getting loud, so she bit down on her arm to try and muffle the sounds coming out of her- but Mick quickly grabbed her arm and pinned it above her head, growling down at her, "I wanna hear you fucking scream!" Caroline whimpered, "But what about- the neigh-bors?!" In response, Mick thrust into her harder and a loud squeak came out of her throat. He thrust into her harder again and it was like he was trying to fuck the air out of her lungs. The noises coming up from her throat were embarrassing, but he just kept pulling them out of her. At the end, he was thrusting into her so hard she swore she could feel it on her cervix. He came, seating himself as deep inside her as physically possible, and he gasped as the orgasm hit him hard. He fell on his girlfriend and she laughed, "You alright?" and he nodded into her neck, holding her tightly against him again. She just chuckled, running her hands over his sweaty hair as they both calmed down. His breathing was erratic, but it was calming down by the minute. He nuzzled his face against her neck to just breathe in her smell and she revealed in how comfy he was. He was just so big, and warm, and so... so... comfy... Caroline woke up sometime later. She was groggy, and slightly confused on where she was and how she got there- but then she felt a pulse inside her and then she remembered Mick still holding her... and she realized that he was still inside her. She didn't know how long it had been, but that probably wasn't good for her. She considered getting up right then, but he was just so comfy and she was still tired, so she stayed put, the sound of Mick's quiet snores filled her with contentment. She leaned forward enough that her nose touched his neck and she sighed happily, the world seeming to fall away...