Worlds Collide: A DefOm/Canem Crossover

Jumping In

Defne woke up to the delicious smell of chocolate pancakes. She smiled sleepily and let her eyes flutter open lazily to see Omer sitting beside her on the bed, smiling down at her. Her heart swelled with love as he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her lips.

"Gunaydin." He whispered against her lips.

"Gunaydin." She replied, looping her arms around his neck and pulling him down to her.

Laughing, Omer fell on top of her, careful to avoid crushing her stomach. They kissed languidly for a moment before the smell of those pancakes had her stomach rumbling.

Omer laughed and untangled himself from her arms.

"Let me feed you." He said, reaching over and grabbing the tray that he had brought her. She sat up eagerly and he set it on her lap. Her eyes lit up as she stared down at the mountain of food he'd brought her.

There was a stack of fluffy chocolate pancakes, a small bowl piled high with fruit, and a small plate of bacon, slices of multigrain toast, and a glass of orange juice, and a cup of tea.

She grinned up at him started to dig in as he watched her with amusement. She looked up.

"What about you? Aren't you going to eat?" She asked around a mouthful of food. He plucked a grape off her bowl and shook his head.

"I already ate this morning."

Defne glanced at the window.

"What time is it?"

"Ten."

Defne's eyes widened and she shoved the tray off her lap.

"Allah Allah. We're late! Why did you let me sleep so long?" Before she could jump out of bed, Omer was pressing her back against the pillows, and placing the tray back on her lap.

"Because you need your rest. You're creating our child inside you right now, and that's more important than any meeting or work. Eat, sevgilim." He held a slice of green apple to her mouth and she took a bite obediently. She smiled up at him warmly.

"You're right. I'm working 24 hours a day cooking up this baby. I DO need my rest." She agreed with a cheeky grin, picking up her fork and shoveling more food into her mouth.

Omer sat beside her and they chatted while she ate. When her plate was clear, Omer reached down and took the tray off her lap, moving it on to the nightstand. He reached out and ran his finger over a smear of chocolate on her plate and brought it to his mouth, licking it clean.

Defne's eyes dropped to his mouth and she felt that familiar tug of desire. Grinning wickedly, she smoothed her hair and shifted in the bed.

"Omer." She said in a low, seductive purr. He glanced up, a question on his face that turned into surprise as she reached up, wrapped her hand around his tie, and yanked him down to her. They kissed hungrily, as Omer felt desire pump through his veins. As always, Defne did nothing more than look at him and need coursed through his body. He pulled away when she undid his tie and began to unbotton his vest.

"Askim, we're going to be even more late." He argued half-heartedly. Defne grinned up at him, nibbling at his lips.

"What's another hour?" She asked wickedly. The corner of Omer's mouth cocked up and he let himself fall forward into her arms. He divested them of their clothes and before she knew it, he had rolled over and she was astride him. He grinned up at her and then he was pushing up into her. She moved over him slowly at first, then faster until they reached release at the same time. She collapsed on top of him, replete.

Omer stroked her hair gently, while they caught their breath.

"Now, I'm ready for work." She said with a grin. She let out a startled cry as Omer suddenly shifted, rolling until he was on top of her. He gazed down at her, a sparkle in his eyes.