Slug CLub

Ch. 60 Nuna

Role reversal
w/c 563

"Ughhhh this thing ITCHES!" Neville groaned as he tried to itch his left calf under the heavy bandages on his lower leg. Luna walked in from the kitchen carrying a tray of tea.

"Maybe that will teach you to watch where you step," she sing-songed at him. He scowled.

"You act like I intentionally stepped on the snargaluff stump. NO ONE INTENTIONALLY STEPS ON ONE OF THOSE!" Neville collapsed against the back of the couch with another groan.  "And now I get to wear this bloody thing for another week while the cuts heal. Damned thing." Luna watched as her husband grumbled about his leg. But she knew the real issue he was having is the healers told him he couldn't put any pressure on his leg. Not standing, no kneeling. Neville liked to be on top when they were intimate. It was just how it was, and Luna loved every minute of it. But because they hadn't been together in almost 2 weeks, and were looking at at least one more until the bandages came off, Neville was cranky. Watching him continue to scowl though gave Luna an idea.

"Undo your pants." Neville's head snapped over to look at Luna.

"Come again?" She rolled her eyes as she stood from the couch.

"Just because you can't be on top doesn't mean we can't be intimate, Neville."  Luna pulled her shirt up over her head. "I can do the work." She slid her shorts down off her legs, leaving her standing in her bra and panties before him. "Now undo your pants." Neville continued to stare at his half naked wife, mouth hanging open. She sighed and went for his fly herself. He pulled his hands out of her way and let her pull his trousers down enough to allow his cock to spring out. Smiling to herself, Luna ran her index finger from his balls to his tip, causing him to shiver. Standing up again, she hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them down her legs, then straddled his lap. Reaching between them and positioning his cock to enter her sex, she placed her hands on his shoulders as she slowly lowered herself down his shaft. His eyes fluttered shut and he groaned in pleasure this time. As she slowly started to bounce, she leaned down to his ear.

"See love? I can do the work too. Now you just lay back and enjoy this time." Neville groaned again and slid his palms up onto her hips, squeezing gently as she started riding him harder. She would speed up, then slow down, then rock her hips as he was balls deep inside, then pull up til it was just his head inside. She knew how to work him, how to drive him crazy. And when she orgasmed first? She locked herself down on his hips so his cock felt every tiny pulsation of her sex. Finally, she started a stong rhythm and he couldn't hold it anymore. He called out her name as his cock started kicking inside. When he was nothing but a limp puddle against the couch, she climbed off him and helped him to get his pants back in place and settled into a comfortable position. Pouring them both a cup of tea, she curled up next to him on the couch and they both fell asleep.