Ten Minutes Ago (Teddy) - Creator's Workshop

His arms around her waist were enough to keep her pressed against him. He looked up at her, the contented smile still lingering on his lips. He didn't speak again; didn't really need to. He had her in his arms and that was enough to keep him happy. She loved him. Something that he wasn't entirely sure would ever come his way had found him -- and it would be a cold day in Hell before he let it go.

Like him, the little blond seemed content to just linger in his arms. Gentle fingers brushing across his cheek and through his hair as she gazed into his eyes, not really needing words because everything she wanted to say was in her eyes, in her touch. The soft brush of her lips against his, the closeness of their bodies, still as one as he held her.

Her lover... her love.

She leaned in to taste him again with soft, almost lazy kisses that lingered to the sound of her low moans. Unable, it would seem, to touch him enough.
He wouldn't have to worry about letting go... she wouldn't let go of him. Not now, not ever. For as long as he still wanted her, she would be his because no one had ever done for her what he had: he'd made her whole...

He felt much the same way. Oh, there was the guilt that he was doing something wrong, doing something that Jamie would disapprove of. But how could he deny her, deny what he felt, when he had the little blonde in his arms? A dying man in the desert had a better chance of turning down a drink of cool, refreshing water than the poor German ghoul had of turning away Teddy. His lips were gentle, brushing over hers again and again. Unable to get enough of that sweet touch, unwilling as well as unable to get enough of her kisses. "I love you," he murmured softly, in between the kisses. Just those three words, that he didn't seem to be able to stop saying, now that he had started saying them.

And she loved those words, loved hearing them from him. A shiver rushing through her when he spoke them, still kissing him and savouring each moment spent in his arms like that.
"I love you..." the blond whispered in return, tasting his lips with soft little moans of her pleasure. The blush lingering as she still sat straddled across his lap, unwilling to move away. Unwilling to be without his touch.

He didn't seem to want to let her go, either. Though he had gone soft within her, he still didn't move her, didn't make any sort of motions that would show that he intended to have her move. He was content to have her there, in his lap, leaning so warmly against him. "I know." What's a good love story without a little Han Solo?

Hey, everyone knew Han Solo was the real hero of the story anyways.

The blond let out a soft chuckle, kissing him again before brushing her lips against his jaw and cheek and nuzzling into the corner of his neck. She really could be content staying like that forever it would seem.
"Yours..." she whispered with a smile to her lips, kissing his neck again without actually moving much.

He grinned up at her, his eyes meeting hers. Then he kissed her again, soft and sweet. "Mine. And I am yours."

She couldn't help the shiver rushing through her when he said that, the low whimper muffled against his skin as she buried her face in the corner of his neck again with a low whisper.
"Mine.."

His arms around her, he buried his face in the side of her neck. Just nuzzling her close, catching her scent and the taste of her as he held her shivering form against him. "Yours..." he whispered again, just in case she needed to be reminded.

He could probably feel the smile as he lips brushed against his skin while he held her like that, while her arms around him held him close in return so she could feel him, all of him, pressed against his own body.
Hers...
"Thank you... thank you, Medwyn..." Teddy whispered, her voice barely audible. "I love you so much.."

He took a deep breath, inhaling her scent for a moment. "You're most welcome, Teddy. I love you, too."

Teddy arched into him, kissing the side of his neck before brushing her lips softly up his throat and along his jaw before finding his lips in a sweet, loving kiss.
"Take me to bed? I'd love to lay down with you.." because she'd long since forgotten about the movie that was playing. Seemed to be a theme with them really.

Holy crap, there was a movie? Damn it...

He met her kiss with his own, already starting to stand up. He was cradling her in his arms, carrying her toward the bed and their bedroom. "Gladly, my love."

Mm, not much of an actual bedroom in the small apartment, and the bed was in all fairness something like ten steps away at most. But it was theirs. Now? Now it was was theirs...

She whimpered softly when he picked her up. Her arms tight around him, even when he moved to put her down, even if they then loosened just enough so that she could pull at his clothes with her hands.
"Evil clothes..." she chuckled, wanting the fabric separating them gone so she could curl up in his arms under the covers and feel his skin against her own.

He laughed, letting her start tugging and pulling at his clothes. In between the movements, there were kisses, little kisses along her cheeks, her lips, her shoulder. "They're only a little evil."

Oh, she soaked up that touch as if it was the sweetest caress he'd ever given her. Her hands deftly pulling at his clothes to get them off, needing to be fast about it so his touch wouldn't leave her for too long in between each piece of clothing as she bit her lip with a soft content sigh.
"They're very evil..." the blond whispered. "Keeping me from feeling you..." and as if to prove her point, as soon as she could get his shirts off, knowing by now that he usually wore two because of his back, her hands were on his skin, pulling him close to she could press herself up against him and feel the heat of his body.

A heat that he covered her with, arching his back as she finally managed to get his shirts off. He smiled at her again, leaning close so that he could brush another kiss over her lips. "Seems like you're vanquishing the evil just fine to me."

"Trying to..." she whispered, her hands reluctantly leaving him so she could pull her own top off since well, panties and pants were long since gone already. Her top gone though she was quick to move her arms back around him in a loving embrace, holding his body to her own as she returned the kiss with a gentle touch of her own and a sigh that said she was happy, content..

He wrapped his arms around her, moving to lie beside her. With a smile, he continued to rain soft kisses over her face, his hands coming up to brush her hair back from her face. Caressing her, gently, letting her lose herself in his warmth. "You're a regular Wonder Woman." Yes, he was a nerd. Don't judge me!

Judge? Far from it. If anything she loved it that he was a bit of a nerd. Because lets face it, so was she.

She chuckled when he made his comment, soft hands drifting up his back and across his shoulders, up the back of his neck and into his hair as she arched her back and pressed her body against his while soaking up those sweet soft kisses he kept giving her. Her eyes closed and a lingering smile across her lips as she let out a sigh of pleasure. One leg sliding up the side of his body to wrap around him at his hip.

So happy to be held by him, knowing she would get to fall asleep in his arms.

His hand moved, to tuck her leg more firmly around his hip. He felt her arch against him and it caused him to move. To shift, so that he was closer to her. His hand was idly stroking her hair, the other, at her leg, gently running up and down her thigh. Comfortable. She always made him feel comfortable, welcome, loved. He smiled at her, then kissed her lips once. Still gentle, but with the passion that she seemed to always inspire in him. "I love you," he whispered, just to see that smile on her face when he said it.

No one could ever make her smile like he could. And those words? They made her whimper even as he held her close, her eyes lighting up as much a her smile did as a shiver rushed through her while he touched her and caressed her. Her own hands slowly wandering across his body justing to feel more of him, though content it would seem to just be held like that.
"I love you too.. so much very much.." the blond whispered against his lips, looking up into his eyes with a loving gaze. And he loved her... he loved her...It made her shiver softly again as she touched her lips to his once more with a muffled sigh and let her eyes drift closed.

When her eyes drifted closed, he kissed each of her eyelids. A butterfly's caress, really, just holding her close as he continued to rub her, feel her against him. "Rest now, my love. I'll be here when you wake."

"Love you..."
The words were repeated in a soft whisper as she nuzzled into him with a content sigh. Her body completely relaxed in his embrace as lay there, listening to his breathing and his heartbeat, in the arms of her lover. Her own hands still gently caressing his shoulders and the back of his neck with loving touches that would slow as day approached and finally stop once sleep had taken her.

But the smile, oh the smile still lingered across her features.

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