Nahmir found himself busy a lot, his job was hectic to say the least. He worked long hours and even when it was time for him to come home for the day, he couldn't seem to get out the door because someone always needed him-- but you needed him too. You understood from the get-go that his life was nearly consumed by his work, and you two had done pretty well working around it; spending time with each other whenever he found himself a day off, and you slept over as much as possible so that you could at least sleep in the same bed with him... you practically lived together.
You were waiting up for Nahmir because ever since the first time you slept in the same bed together you found it impossible to fall asleep alone. He had been out working late and you told him you'd be fine without him that night, you could go to sleep on your own regardless of the plans you had made for the two of you because you thought he was going to be home early. A bubble bath that smelled like strawberries (that you had lounged in by yourself for around thirty minutes until you decided it was pathetic), some candles, and you had even rented his favourite movie to watch together... but of course, you were wrong about the whole evening, he didn't make it home in time. You slipped on one of his hoodies to try to make it at least smell like he was there, the grey material enveloping you in the scent of his cologne and warming you. You sat up in the bed and glanced over at the clock reading 2am. Your ears perked up as the door opened in the front room and you felt butterflies begin to flutter in your tummy, excited that he was finally home. He opened the door to his bedroom, a giant smile taking over his face and making his dimples become prominent.
"Baby? Why are you still awake? My hoodie looks good on you." He let out a small chuckle.
"I couldn't sleep." you said pouting up at him. You automatically catch your bottom lip between your teeth as you notice the material bunched around his crotch. Perhaps it was the sleep deprivation but you quite honestly wanted to climb him like a tree right then and there. Fuck.
"I love you." he says, approaching the bed and leaning down to your level, capturing your lips in a kiss. Nahmir was apparently also a mind reader. His tongue entered your mouth and quickly began to advance things at a much faster rate than you had anticipated and he soon had you out of breath and needy.
You were out of your clothes in what felt like an instant. Nahmir unlaced the necktie from around his collar and looked down at your naked form as you lay on the bed before him, licking his lips and blinking a couple times. He took your wrists and tied them together with it before he started to undress himself. His actions surprised you, Nahmir wasn't typically one to do something like this regardless of how simple the gesture was.
Once he had undressed before you, he took a deep breath, grabbing your head and looking deep into your eyes and giving your forehead a gentle kiss. He helped you lie down higher up in the bed before moving over you, hovering and biting his lip as he looked down your body. He moved your still-bound arms around his neck so you were attached. He nuzzled his face into you, peppering small kisses here and there and gently sucking at your skin, leaving behind flowering hickies.
He lead one of his hands down, stroking his half-hard cock to life so he could fuck you properly. He brought his hand back up, his fingers prodding gently between your lips.
"Suck." was all he said.
You sucked on his fingers, using your tongue to weave between the digits before he withdrew his fingers. His hand disappeared between the two of you again, this time brushing against your folds as you gasped, not expecting the sudden contact. He pushed down on your clit, rubbing in small and tight circles. You groaned, arching into him and pulling against your restraint. He wore a snarky ass grin as he watched your face twist in pleasure.
"Feel good, sweetheart?" he asked, knowing the answer as quiet moans slipped from between your lips. He pulled away from you. A small whine escaped your lips that turned into a languid moan as he ran the head of his dick up your slit and rested it on your clit to tease you, tapping it a couple times. "Ah, fuck, you feel so good already. "Beg for me." he says, nearly hissing. You know at that point he was throbbing and needed you just as bad-- if not worse-- than you needed him.
"Y-you. I want you." you say, pulling down with your arms so that his lips crashed into yours again. He kissed you for a moment, it was messy, your tongues brushed against one another before you felt his cock slide down and line up with your hole. He slid himself in, filling you up. You bit down on his bottom lip as you adjusted to his size, making you feel full. You pressed your face into his shoulder as he started to thrust in and out of you, pressing deeper and deeper with each stroke. Your sounds started out quietly, gently whining into the crook of his neck and with each moan you steadily grow louder, letting him know how good of a job he's doing. You yell out in a mix of pain and pleasure as he bites down on the soft skin of your neck, surely leaving behind a huge mark, before he lapped his tongue over it and kissed the spot sloppily, leaving the spot wet and throbbing.
The head of his dick prodded against the bundle of nerves within you and you saw stars dance in your vision, making you feel breathless and weak. You felt yourself nearing your end as you clenched around him, causing him to hiss and sheathe himself as deep as he could into you. His hands were at your chest, kneading and squeezing your boobs as he thrusted into you so hard that you bounced each time his hips slapped against yours. You savoured the little sounds coming from Nahmir , grunts slipping from his slightly parted lips as he fucked into you. He pulled back, pressing his forehead against yours, his eyelids fluttered shut.
"Look at me." You pleaded. "I want you to look at me." His eyes opened, his pupils gazing into yours as his breath ghosted against your lips. You felt hot and your body was tense; you couldn't last much longer. His hand moved to grab one of your legs, wrapping it around his waist and hitting you at a new angle, causing him to give you a whole new sensation and somehow hitting you even deeper than before. Your breathing became shallow as fire ripped through your lower half, a moan being torn from your throat that sounded almost primal. He kept fucking you as you came, making your thighs tremble with oversensitivity. You had pulled against your restraint so hard that your wrists ached and you felt so fucked out that you barely noticed that he had pulled his cock out of you, his cum splattering against your stomach. He collapsed on top of you, his arms unable to support his weight any longer. His breaths were quick and uneven as you angled your bound wrists so you could tangle your fingers in his hair, ignoring the pain that lingered in your wrists while you both came down from your highs. His hands slid under your arms, slipping between your shoulders and the mattress so he could hug you closer to him.
He ducked out of your hold, rolling off of you and looking at your face. He was covered in a sheen layer of sweat, his eyes heavy and his gentle smile painted on his face. He reached over to the bedside table, grabbing a tissue and cleaning your stomach up with it, tossing it on the floor to be taken care of later. Both of you laid there completely out of breath, him watching your face as you came down from your high and you with your eyes screwed shut, not having enough energy to open them. He gently untied your restraint and kissed your wrists where you had tugged a bit too hard and had rubbed your skin red against the fabric. He pulled your arm over him and his over you as he embraced you in against his chest, tracing abstract patterns into your back with the tips of his fingers. You rubbed your cheek against the smooth plains of his chest before placing a small open mouthed kiss over it.
"I know I said this before but... I really love you." he says again.
"I love you more," He got up, sliding on a fresh pair of boxer briefs-- he wasn't the biggest fan of sleeping completely naked, he had mentioned it before, something about the sheets rubbing him the wrong way. But you knew better, knowing that he couldn't stand that much skin-to-skin contact without popping a boner every chance he got. He laid down once again in the empty space beside you, immediately reaching out for you. You complied as quickly as possible. He ran his hand down your side and to your thigh, pulling your leg over top of his own as he laid on his back and you snuggled into him on your side. He manipulated his arm around and out of your death grip so he could hold onto you, resting his chin on the top of your head as you nuzzled into his neck, giving him a soft kiss on his adam's apple. You were warm and cozy and loved; exactly what you had been waiting for all night.
