Cold [AvdolxReader] 18+

Nights were always cold in Egypt. Around this time you wanted nothing more than to sink further into the mattress. Both of you were buried under 3 warms blankets and wrapped in each other's embrace. Your husband being the perfect heater, you melted right into him. Interrupting this beautiful moment, was scratching and meowing at the door of your shared bedroom and not wanting to move, you decided to ignore it. But once it continued you got up very much annoyed and allowed your cat, Amira, out. Avdol peeked his eyes open only to see your figure with little light from the moon coming through the blinds. Making you look divine as always. He opens his arms out, gesturing you to come back and join him. You quickly slipped back under the covers. He breathed you in and kissed your neck and shoulders. Oh how you loved this kind of attention.
You rubbed your ass against his crotch in hopes that he would get the message of how bad you wanted him at this ungodly hour of the night. Avdol hummed in pleasure and understood exactly what your motives were. He moved his hands under your night shirt and began to grope what was there while kissing your jawline, down to your neck. He then comes up to whisper in your ear with that deep voice you ever so love, "My love the timing of your desires will never cease to amaze me."
Running his fingers lightly over your nipples you let out a moan in response. He happily moves his position to be right above you, a look of want in his hypnotizing eyes. Avdol then moves his hands down your abdomen, hooking onto your underwear, pulling it down, a wet spot evident there. He chuckles once he sees it, caramel eyes look at you, "All ready aroused I see. I've hardly done anything."
"Babe, when it comes to you, it really doesn't take much." you say with smirk. He shakes his and smiles at your comment.
"I'm flattered. I could say the same for you."
Avdol parts your legs, and then he brings two fingers from one of his hands to run up your wet slit. Never breaking his stare, he moves two fingers into you and pumps them in and out, making the only noises in the room your moans and a wet, slick sound. You arched your back when you were getting closer, grabbing onto the bed sheets. What a beautiful picture he was looking at right now. He pulls out his fingers coated with your sweetest honey. "Tch tch, not yet, my dearest."
You whine and pout your lips. "Muhammad, what the hell?" Surprised at the use of his first name he calmly replies with, "Good things come to those who wait." With that he unsheathes himself and oh boy something good was sure to come. Lining himself up at your entrance, he pushes in with ease. You moved you hips a bit to adjust and asked him to move.
The room became filled with moans and panting. Bodies covered in sweat, the noise of skin against skin, this was all too perfect. When he felt his limit was coming, he moved to laced his fingers with yours and thrusted deeper. "Ah! I-I'm coming!" And after your climax you felt numb. Pulling out, cum beginning to run down your entrance, he kissed your lips with love and passion and rested beside you, pulling your limp body closer to his chest, "Are you feeling warmer now?"
You gave him a weak laugh and nodded as you started to drift off to sleep.