He kisses her softly, freeing himself of her grip (not hard) and wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her into his chest and letting out a yawn, “Sleep time, baby,” he whispers, “and tomorrow…maybe we can try to start looking for places of our own?” He presses a kiss to the back of her shoulder, “or…just lay here all day,” he mumbles against her skin, “and not put,” he kisses it, “any clothes on.”
She giggles and nods, pressing kisses up and down his jaw. “Both of them. We can lay here,” Kiss. “With no clothes,” Kiss. “And look for places on the computer.” She smiles and presses another kiss to his lips, resting her head in the crook of his neck. “Night Mark.” She murmurs, already feeling her eyes start to close. “I love you.”
He sighs against her, laughing, “I didn’t sleep, either,” he mumbles, “I paced…all night. Thought Jeff was gonna rip my feet off,” he chuckles, running a hand through her hair, “no more fighting,” he whispers, “ever, ever, ever.” He accentuates each word with a kiss, then grins at her, “‘specially because we’re gonna have to deal with living together…so no fighting, cause then I’ll have to sleep on the couch.”
She laughs and presses a kiss to the tip of his nose. “Aw, that’s good you know you’d be on the couch.” She teases, giggling when he starts tickling her in response. “Noooo. See that’s gonna get you on the couch baby.” She laughs, grabbing his wrists to make him stop, pressing a kiss to his lips when he lets her. “Good boy.”
He laughs, nodding, “PDA will be on the regular,” he presses a kiss to her lips, standing up and lifting her along with him and carrying her into the bedroom. He lays her down, then curls up next to her and wraps them in his oversized comforter, pressing a kiss to her shoulder, “Warm enough for you, baby?”
She grins and curls into him, brushing her lips against his cheek. “Mhm.” She murmurs, tangling their legs together and smiling up at him. “I didn’t sleep at all last night.” She whines, pouting her lips out. “Can we just…never fight again? That way we can always sleep together.” She grins widely, laughing softly.
He kisses her slowly, lazily for a few seconds, then pulls back and just rests his lips against hers, “I love you, baby,” he whispers, “so, so much. More than anything in the world,” he rubs her back slowly, in circles, “and I’m happy I finally get to call you mine.”
“Me too.” She whispers, smiling against his lips. “And we can go out and be all PDA and everyone can hate us cause we’re such a perfect hollywood couple.” She teases, pressing a couple kisses to his lips. She shivers a little against him, and wraps herself tighter around him. “Can we go to your bed? Wrap up in a blanket?” She giggles, smiling and pressing more kisses to his lips.
He groans when she comes around him, clinging to him as he continues to thrust into her. It only takes a few more thrusts for him to release into her himself, grunting and gripping her tightly. He holds her tight, burying his head into her shoulder and taking deep breaths, pressing kisses to her hot, sweaty skin. “Fuck,” he murmurs, “you’re perfect.”
She laughs breathlessly, leaning her head against his. “You fucked me off the couch. You’re perfect.” She smiles, pressing kisses to the top of his head. They just sit there clinging to each other for a couple minutes, trying to gain some strength back. She pulls his head up and presses a slow kiss to his lips, tangling their tongues. “I love you so much Mark.”
He wraps his arms around her waist, rocking his hips up into hers and biting on her lower lip softly, “I missed you, too, baby,” he grumbles, pressing a kiss to her lips. He groans as he feels her moving her hips in time with his, “Shit,” he bites, holding her tighter, feeling himself hit that spot inside her.
She presses her forehead against his and moans loudly as he hits her spot, but forces her eyes to stay open and locked on his. It only takes a couple more thrusts until she’s coming apart around him, moaning his name and clinging to him even tighter, her hips still moving against his.
He can feel the couch shaking under them, and before he fucking knows what’s going on - he’s too wrapped up in fucking her so she’ll keep making those damn noises - they’re on the floor. She’s now straddling his waist, and he blinks up at her, confused, and smirks. “I fucked you off the couch,” he chuckles, moving to grip her hips in his hands, “go me.”
She laughs, and shakes her head, pulling him up into a sitting position and pressing a hard kiss to his lips. “Go you.” She giggles against his lips, rolling her hips against his. “I missed you.” She whispers, locking eyes with him as she starts moving her hips a little faster, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
He chuckles to himself, helping her to get his pants and boxers off quickly. He doesn’t know how fucking long it’s been since he fucked her, but he knows it’s been too long - so he doesn’t bother with teasing her at all. He’s already inside her when he presses another kiss to her lips, mumbling, “I love you, too,” as he begins a hard, fast pace, bracing himself against the couch.
She moans as soon as he’s in her, her chest arc hing up and pressing against his. “Fuck.” She groans against his lips, her legs moving to wrap tightly around his waist to keep him as close as possible. She digs her nails into his shoulder as she feels the couch shaking under them, a string of curses mixed with his name falling from her lips.
He chuckles into her mouth as she tangles their tongues, pushing her down on the couch and moving his hands down her sides so he’s gripping her hips. He quickly undoes the buttons on her (his, really,) shirt and kisses down her body, smirking up at her as he tosses it to the side, and then his own.
She couldn’t remember the last time they had actually had sex. Between their schedules and the tenseness between them, they really hadn’t had time. So, she doubts anyone would really blame her for quickly pushing her leggings and panties down her legs, leaving her naked on the couch under him. “I love you.” She murmurs against his lips, Her hands working at getting his pants off.
He cuts her off before she can even finish, pressing a hard kiss to her lips. He’d been thinking about living together more and more lately, and had attributed the absurd want he had for it to happen to the fact that they couldn’t really be together, but her bringing it up now and the excitement he felt assured him - it was what he really wanted. “You mean we could have a place all to ourselves?” He grins at her, after pulling back. He brushes a hair out of her eyes, smiling, “Sounds like a perfect plan to me.”
She smiles and laughs softly, pressing a couple kisses to his lips. “I’m glad you think so.” She grins, littering kisses all over his face, giggling when he scrunches his nose. “I love you and I love our plan and I love you. Oh, and I love you, did I mention that?” She smiles, pressing a hard kiss to his lips before he can answer, slipping her tongue past his lips and tangling it with his.
Dianna Agron. You can call me Charlie. Starting out on this lovely adventure called Glee.(RP only)
