My deepest apologies but I think I may delete this account.
I’ve been thinking about it but I don’t know…
My apologies, the past few days I’ve been sick.
They were slumped against the couch now, her hips slotted against his, their lips hovering over each others. “Jen…” He gasps, a guttural noise. Rhamiel rocks back against her, hands uncertain in the way they move up her back.
Jensen let out a soft little noise again, creating a rhythm as they rocked against each other. “R-rhammie,” She moaned, fingers tangling in his hair as her cheeks flushed darker.
He felt like he was out of control, hands finally making their way to the back of her shirt, under it, tracing the skin delicately. His whole being felt on fire, Jensen just as hot against him. “T-tell me what you want…”
He arched against her, pulling back from the kiss to stare at her with half lidded eyes. Why did his jeans feel so tight suddenly, and like his heart was about to tear its way through his chest? “J-Jen…” He whimpered slightly, shifting around a bit. His lips were swollen through completely and his hair fell into his eyes.
Jensen licked her lips and nodded, eyes lidded and darkened. “It’s no-normal,” She said, voice a little lower than normal. Her heart was pounding, face heated and she gave an experimental grind of her hips. She gasped softly, biting her lip and letting her hands grip his shoulders.
Rhamiel let out a choked noise at that, head falling back. He rolls his hips back up against hers, lips and teeth finding her neck, latching onto it and moaning weakly. “N-normal?” No, it felt extraordinary…
Jensen let out a small noise, tilting her head back as he bit at her neck, rutting against him again. “Y-yeah,” She moaned softly, nodding quickly. Her face flushed and her body felt ten times hotter.
They were slumped against the couch now, her hips slotted against his, their lips hovering over each others. “Jen…” He gasps, a guttural noise. Rhamiel rocks back against her, hands uncertain in the way they move up her back.
He arched against her, pulling back from the kiss to stare at her with half lidded eyes. Why did his jeans feel so tight suddenly, and like his heart was about to tear its way through his chest? “J-Jen…” He whimpered slightly, shifting around a bit. His lips were swollen through completely and his hair fell into his eyes.
Jensen licked her lips and nodded, eyes lidded and darkened. “It’s no-normal,” She said, voice a little lower than normal. Her heart was pounding, face heated and she gave an experimental grind of her hips. She gasped softly, biting her lip and letting her hands grip his shoulders.
Rhamiel let out a choked noise at that, head falling back. He rolls his hips back up against hers, lips and teeth finding her neck, latching onto it and moaning weakly. “N-normal?” No, it felt extraordinary…
Rhamiel met her lips with his own, gasping softly at how her lips seemed to be just as spicy as his mouth was before. It makes the kiss slow, tentative, but heated…He licks it all away, moaning softly into her mouth, fingers cupping her face and pulling her closer.
Jensen let out a moan of her own, fingers tangling into his hair as they kissed. She moved so she was sitting in his lap while they kissed, teeth nipping along his bottom lip teasingly.
One of his hands moved down her back, pressing against the small of her back until their chests were lined up. “Oh…” Rhamiel managed breathlessly, opening his mouth to twine his tongue together with hers. It was just like that night in the hotel room again, he didn’t know what to do but by his Father he wouldn’t change a thing that was happening right now.
Jensen moaned softly, pressing her tongue against his and tugging at his t-shirt, pulling it up his back a bit, finding the room to be getting hotter. She yanked Rhamiel’s shirt off and set it aside, nails dragging down his shoulders lightly as she kissed him again.
He arched against her, pulling back from the kiss to stare at her with half lidded eyes. Why did his jeans feel so tight suddenly, and like his heart was about to tear its way through his chest? “J-Jen…” He whimpered slightly, shifting around a bit. His lips were swollen through completely and his hair fell into his eyes.
Rhamiel met her lips with his own, gasping softly at how her lips seemed to be just as spicy as his mouth was before. It makes the kiss slow, tentative, but heated…He licks it all away, moaning softly into her mouth, fingers cupping her face and pulling her closer.
Jensen let out a moan of her own, fingers tangling into his hair as they kissed. She moved so she was sitting in his lap while they kissed, teeth nipping along his bottom lip teasingly.
One of his hands moved down her back, pressing against the small of her back until their chests were lined up. “Oh…” Rhamiel managed breathlessly, opening his mouth to twine his tongue together with hers. It was just like that night in the hotel room again, he didn’t know what to do but by his Father he wouldn’t change a thing that was happening right now.
Rhamiel can’t focus on the movie, not with Jensen so close and smelling like freshly cut roses. He presses his lips to her shoulder and nuzzles her neck gently, humming as he does. Rhamiel loves being able to make her laugh and smile, sometimes he felt that was all he could do. “I love you.” He murmurs softly against her skin.
“I love you too.” She said, making a pleased noise and wrapping her arms around his neck. She pulled him back up into a kiss, nipping his bottom lip gently.
Rhamiel met her lips with his own, gasping softly at how her lips seemed to be just as spicy as his mouth was before. It makes the kiss slow, tentative, but heated…He licks it all away, moaning softly into her mouth, fingers cupping her face and pulling her closer.
“No…” He mumbles pathetically, nibbling at the banana. Eventually his mouth started to cool down as he ate the rest of the banana. “That will be good to know for the future, especially if you decide to trick me in the future again.” Rhamiel offered Jensen a smile as he threw the peel into the pile of finished food they had.
Jensen smirked again, giggling. “I didn’t trick you. I told you it was spicy.” She said, kissing him softly, hand resting on the back of his neck as she moved a little closer, pushing the garbage out from between them with her free hand.
Rhamiel can’t focus on the movie, not with Jensen so close and smelling like freshly cut roses. He presses his lips to her shoulder and nuzzles her neck gently, humming as he does. Rhamiel loves being able to make her laugh and smile, sometimes he felt that was all he could do. “I love you.” He murmurs softly against her skin.
At first he didn’t believe her, it wasn’t that bad, but as time past Rhamiel had to remove his arm from her shoulders and cover his mouth, looking at her with pleading eyes. Oh Father, that hurt. Rhamiel’s eyes began to water and he whimpered to her, not knowing how to make it better.
Jensen snickered a little and went and got him a banana. “Here. Fruit, yogurt and milk help with spicy stuff. Not water like everyone thinks.” She said, smirking a little and sitting down. “Didn’t believe me,did you?” She said.
“No…” He mumbles pathetically, nibbling at the banana. Eventually his mouth started to cool down as he ate the rest of the banana. “That will be good to know for the future, especially if you decide to trick me in the future again.” Rhamiel offered Jensen a smile as he threw the peel into the pile of finished food they had.
