morning, s. mendes
— so uh, this is a way overdue part 2 to first
Her body was marked black and blue; it looked like she had been at the mercy of a ruthless fighter. Her body was sore and a fire was lit between her thighs, but it kept her warm so she didn’t complain.
Her mind flooded with raunchy memories of the previous night, and it almost made her moan out loud. It was beautiful, to say the least. She enjoyed being apart of a symphony created by the highs and lows of their harmonic cries of euphoria.
Khabira ran her fingers along his arms which were wrapped around her waist protectively. He loosened them just enough for her to slip out of his grip and pad out of his bedroom and to her bathroom.
She didn’t even bother to cover herself. He’d seen every inch of her already, no need to be ashamed at this point.
She almost didn’t recognize herself as she stared into the large mirror of the bathroom. Her natural dreadlocks were tossed into some kind of bun, her body was bruised and raw, her lips were chapped and swollen; she was absolutely wrecked, yet she wouldn’t change it for anything.
She sighed happily as she reached for some toothbrush and toothpaste, being that she didn’t have a toothbrush in Shawn’s bathroom.
Khabira was so deeply invested in her own little world that she didn’t realize Shawn was posted against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his bruised chest. When he awoke and saw she was gone but her side of the bed was still warm, he assumed she went to freshen up, so he took the time to do so as well.
“Jeez, you left me already,” he teased. Khabira chuckled and rinsed her mouth out with mouthwash. She spit into the sink and shamelessly turned her body to face his.
She felt some sort of empowerment when she saw Shawn’s eyes rake her body happily, and his tongue graze his bottom lip.
“I could never.”
Shawn sauntered over to her with a small smile on his lips. His warm hands cupped her naked hips as he pulled her body towards his. He leaned down to press a kiss against her lips, which she happily accepted. Shawn picked her up and placed her on the edge of the counter.
Khabira wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pressed her chest against his. She let out a gentle whimper against his lips when her sensitivity brushed against the fabric of his sweatpants.
Their tangled lips fit perfectly as they battled passionately. She fought for a while, but Khabira broke away to take a breath. Shawn took the opportunity to dip down and overlap bruises with the ones already prominent on her neck.
Khabira dropped her hands from his neck and allowed them to trail down his body until they stopped at the waistband of his sweatpants. Her fingertips danced along the band, occasionally dipping her fingers instead which caused Shawn to jolt.
“I want you,” she whispered to him. “No foreplay, just you.”
He didn’t need any other words. Shawn pushed away from her to shimmy out of his sweatpants.
Khabira’s heart pounded beneath her flesh and bone as she anticipated the wondrous feeling she’d get to experience again.
“Shawn—“ her whines were cut short by her own ragged moans. Her jaw fell slack and her tired eyes fluttered closed.
She let out a high pitcher gasp as he moved swiftly within her, stroking every delicate place within her body. Her fingers tangled within his air and her hips moved in sync with his.
“Kay,” her name fell from his lips in such a way that she could’ve sworn she could get off by it alone. His blunt nails dig into her hips, and the slight sting seemed to spur her on even further.
His right hand slithered down her waist and to her swollen bud. Her hips buckled against his hand.
A series of profanities dribbled from her lips as the overwhelming pleasure became too much for her to bear. “I-“ She struggled to let him know that her end was near, but he could tell by the way she pulled at his roots and her legs tightened around his hips.
“I know, baby,” he mumbled into her neck, placing a few sloppy kisses here and there.
Khabira allowed her head to fall against his shoulder with a bone chilling moan, that increased in pitch as she inches closer and closer to her peak.
“Shawn,” she cried softly. “I’m gonna—“
“Let go, honey.” The sensuality in his voice was the fuel to the everlasting flame that burned within her.
Khabira let out a toe curling cry and her body shook in his arms. Shawn smiled into her neck, loving his affect on her.
When she calmed down, they broke away, and he kissed her lovingly. Khabira sighed in delight.
mar’s thoughts -
this is so overdue. but h
said i should make a pt 2
so here we are
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