Wasteland.(Aarmau AU)

Chapter 29: Love and Desire

Mature Content Ahead.

"Well...?"

"You look beautiful!"

"It's just a skirt and a white shirt."

"You look beautiful in everything!"

"To you I would!"

It had been two months since they left the vault and things had gone back to normal. Garroth and Laurance went back to their house. And Aphmau and Aaron went back into the station.

Impact almost instantly fell asleep in his bed. And after putting Aurora up for a nap. Aphmau changed into a cute little skirt then they both dove into their way-too-small bed.

Aaron sighed contently, nuzzling Aphmau's forehead. Smiling dumbly.

Aphmau giggled and lightly kissed him. Surprising him.

"Oh? Mí Estrella, tí amo..." He spoke in Spanish, he usually didn't do that, but he knew she could understand him. And that she liked it
(My star, I love you)

"Sí, tí amo..." She blushed, she didn't think he understood how hot he sounded when he did that.
(I know, I love you too.)

"You like that, don't you?" He took note of he blush and chuckled.

He moved his hand to the back of her neck and played with her hair.

"Mí casa, Mí chica, Mí mija..." He whispered, his face inches from hers
(My house, My girl, my daughter.)

"nuestra, casa, nuestra amo, nuestra míja..." They were centimeters apart now, their noses touching.
(Our home, our love, our daughter.)

"Sí..." He smiled and closed the gap.
(Yeah...)

He kissed her, slowly. And carefully. Their hushed voices and Spanish words drove his mind into overdrive.

She relaxed into it, her heart pounding a little too fast. She scooted onto his lap and his hands found their way to her waist.

Aaron erased any gap that was between them now. And crushed any other barriers that stopped him from doing anything.

He pulled back for a split second and placed his forehead on hers

"perdonar mi, yo hipocresía controlar mí mismo nunca más..."
(Forgive me, I can't control myself anymore...)

She smiled, nodded and responded with:

"Sus multa, yo querer tú..."
(It's fine, I want you...)

He kissed her again, rougher and harder. And he slid his hands up her skirt. And he licked her bottom lip, begging for entrance.

She gave it to him and they fought for dominance, in witch Aaron won with almost zero effort.

His chest was pounding, he felt his head cloud.

"Mmhh..." He pressed her tiny, perfect figure against the bed. And he felt her jump at his touch. He felt his insides pulse and heat up. And his face flush.