And so we mend [cw]

“Would you really want to know?” He asked with a raised eyebrow, thinking that it would be interesting to keep it a secret. But then he thought that it may seem like something extravagant which it wasnt. “The lights from the week of love is still up in the Eastern district’s gardens. Thought it might still bear that magical experience just without all the other lovebirds,” he told her, running his hands down her back as he just enjoyed having her as close as she was.
“Hmmm. That is do-able. Should I prepare your bath and then make your breakfast?” He suggested, looking at her as he started kissing her gently along her jawline to her chin. He placed a single sweet kiss on her lips and made a bit of a goofily content smile. He rested his hands on her lower back but he couldnt help but press her just a little bit closer as he nuzzled his nose gently against hers. “When’s the last time we’ve been able to just... be close like this,” he whispered as he leaned closer to brush his lips against hers.

He sighed when she recalled their binding as the last time. “That’s too long ago,” he mumbled. He only had fond memories of the day after, but thinking about it did make him think of the night as well. Their lips dancing over each other made him grasp a little at her clothes but he really wanted to just keep it sweet and calming. Her whisper made him scoff under his breath but it was more at the way it was making him feel. “That’s good, because I’ve missed touching you,” he chuckled softly, but he quickly tugged her a little closer if he hadnt already. “But.... maybe I should prepare your bath,” he then said when he realized where his thoughts were heading. He pushed himself a little away but frowned when it wasnt what he wanted, at least not really - But would he be right to be selfish like that?

Moving away gave him a bit of space to clear his mind. His breathing had slowed as his heart had started thumping. But it was true that they hadnt touched the subject of intimacy, because there hadnt been much room to find the right moment of alonetime. So he thought that it was better to not suggest anything with gestures, even when his mind was recalling how soft it would be to run his fingers up her barren skin. He sat up and thought it would be the end of it. She would get out and then he would go prepare her bath. But then he felt her kisses on his shoulder, moving to his chest. He sighed quietly as he moved his head down to look at her. “Buffy...” he said a little seriously as he lifted his hands to cup her face. “I’ll be honest with you,” he said, caressing her cheek with his thumb before he slid it down to her lips, drawing a soft circles that barely touched her lips, only with faint brushes, “My mind cant stop thinking about that night,” he whispered tenderly, feeling his heart pound a little harder as the blood seemed to rush around, warming him up faster than any coat or blanket would do.

He looked a little surprised when she wanted to hear about the night. He felt the soft tingles from his own body as they shared this little moment of intimacy. It felt like the calm before the storm, at least from his point of view. He wet his lips as she licked his thumb, his mouth quivering a little as he gasped softly to himself. It really had been a long while since he felt his body yearn like this. And now she wanted to hear him tell her about it. “I think... that hadnt it been that you were already carrying our child, we definitely would have been risking everything that night,” he said with a soft chuckle as he thought back. “What I recall the brightest, is when you clutched to me tighter than ever and this... magical sound left your lips. I knew that you had reached your high, because you fell back on the bed.. And then you looked at me with these vulnerable bright eyes.. it was why I had to stop for a moment,” he recalled, swallowing hard as he looked down and chuckled a bit to himself. “I have a feeling you aimed for this,” he said in a suspicious tone as he looked at her. And just like that was it like another more demanding mind took over and he pushed her back on the bed as he crawled over her. He placed a hand on her neck before his lips moved to the nape of her neck, kissing her softly right over her pulse.

Hearing her moan as he kissed her neck made him groan in return as he pressed his lips a little harder against her skin, but it wasnt to harm her, it was more the rising need to be close with her and feel the connection that they had been pushing away in their busy family life. Her hands clutching to his shirt let him know that she was feeling the same way as him. “Buffy,” he purred against her neck, feeling her move against him. He lifted his head and looked at her, smiling a little devilishly as he started rubbing himself softly against her. “We shouldnt,” he said as he leaned down to her neck again, this time he gently bit where he had kissed her before, his free hand grabbing a hold of her shirt. “But I really really want to,” he admitted against her neck, taking a few deep breaths though it was pointless to calm himself when he was rubbing himself against her.

He whimpered softly at her whisper because there werent really anyone saying that they shouldnt be doing this, but it wasnt just something he was saying to stop it - Because in reality that was far from what he wanted. Even her whisper after that confirmed what he was feeling. That deepset need for her that he had been pushing down for so long. He couldnt begin to describe how agonizing it had been to have a waddling toddler in the house all the time because he had moments were she could be doing the simplest of things and it would just set off his imaginative mind. The times he had wanted to grab her while they did the dishes while Saoirse had her daily afternoon nap, but they just couldnt with all the other things that had to be done.
“I cant go much longer without feeling you like this,” he pleaded in sweet agony against her throat, closing his eyes as she then made her plea. He sighed deeply and lifted his head, wetting his lips as his mouth suddenly felt so dry from the underlying nervousness he felt. It wasnt a bad nervousness, it was just that it had been so long. “We dont have any protection,” he said in a sadened tone but it was what it was. He still felt his heart thumping in his chest and even if they couldnt do what his mind kept recalling, he just wanted to be intimate with her and make her feel good. “Can I touch you?” He asked sensually but his hand was already slowly moving down her chest, feeling the fabric of her shirt slide against his palm. “Hear you sing that song that I havent heard in ages?” He continued, in that soft sensual tone, trying to lure her in.

He was definitely not risking anything, as he had heard how easy it was for women to get pregnant not long after giving birth. He wasnt sure how long the period of that would be, but a second child wasnt in his mind as he laid here so close to her. He wouldnt deny her any children, but he could tell that they both were pretty occupied with Saoirse and her rapid growth. Her suggestion made him groan softly in pleasure at the thought, “The way I’m feeling right now, I’d use up that small stock pretty fast if I could,” he chuckled but he was also a bit serious. “As long as we have a few for the future, it’s fine with me,” he purred, feeling his thoughts run wild from him wanting to use up the whole stock.
He just had to touch her and hear those soft lips utter those sweet sounds that he hadnt heard in a long while. Her tease was breathtaking because he still bore some deep admiration for the fact that she had carried and birthed their child, the symbol and now walking statement of the love they shared. “Please dont remind me. I’d only want to create more small beautiful lives with you if you do,” he pleaded softly, but noted her whole point - That she was sensitive.
That’s why he moved his hand down to her underwear, letting his fingers graze her parts gently over the fabric to then take his hand off her. He sent her a sly smile before he slowly moved down, pulling up her shirt as he started to kiss the exposed skin on her stomach. He looked up at her as he slowly moved down, his trail of kisses soft and tender. He reached her underwear and made a soft groan at the thought of what was waiting underneath the fabric. He stuck out his tongue and gently started to run it up her netherregion, his eyes rolling softly up into his skull as he was quite into it and just waiting for her to sing.

This felt almost surreal at this point, like he was just having some steamy dream of what he had longed for for so long. But he knew it was real when he heard her whimper and her moan. How could he npt enjoy every second and feel how her voice alone made his heart beat faster. It was a better rush than adrenaline, the feeling she could provide him simply by letting him be the one to satisfy her. Her hips moving against him made him grab her legs as he started to gently tease her little nub under the fabric.
But he did want to just rid her of her underwear and throughly indulge himself in her taste. It was only that her sensitivity made him worry that he couldnt just do that, because how many times could he make her reach her high before she’d want him to stop? Honestly, there was no limit for him, but it wasnt him that would be reaching all those highs that he wanted to provide her. He paused for a moment to look at her, “You’re mine,” he claimed a little possessively but he wanted her to know - No he needed her to know; That this was his selfishness from the love he felt for her, him honoring their bond by vocally renewing the claim they had on each other. “And I’m yours,” he said, but for this claim his eyes softened up, like he was proud of it.
He didnt keep his pause long before he slid her underwear to the side and gently ran his tongue up between her netherlips, gasping a little against her as he indulged in her taste.

Hearing and seeing her react the way she did was all he needed to continue, those sweet whimpers that she made, made him want even more. It would be safe to say that he wouldnt have refused her if she had told him to undress and connect with her, even if it would have been something they would have come to regret if she fell pregnant again. How he couldnt stop thinking about how good it would feel to be inside of her, made it that more uncomfortable to still be wearing clothes. But he thought it could help the both of them to hold back on giving in to their shared yearning. Instead he focused on working her towards her high, moaning softly against her parts for every deepset moan that left her mouth. She was as magical as she had been on the night after their bonding and the amount of joy and arousal he felt from realizing that, was imeasurable.
Her reaching her high was intoxicating because it felt like he could feel some of the relief she felt, and yet the hunger was greater than ever. He kept moving his tongue to make sure she could ride out her high but really it was just him not ready to end it. So when she pleaded for more he nodded, moving a hand from her thigh to his mouth. He looked up at her as he sucked on two fingers to make sure they were nice and wet, before gently slipping them inside of her. He swallowed hard and closed his eyes for a moment as he gently ran his fingers up her ripples, his mind teasing him by reminding him how that would feel so much better with his member. Such selfish thoughts, he thought to himself as he opened his eyes to look at her. Slowly he started to move his fingers to search for her sweet spot.

A part of him had worried that he would have forgotten where her spot was, but as he felt her walls around him, he knew exactly where to stroke her. His fingers were slow and gentle as he watched her, his breath heavy as he just listened to her and her sweet moans. Had it been up to him, then he would have continued all day just like this. He could tell how close she was getting when he noticed how irregular her breath got, but it just made him move his hand faster to help her reach her high. Her weak scream with the way her walls tightened around his fingers made him bite his lower lip, he simply couldnt stop thinking about being inside her, it was driving him crazy. He let her ride out her high on his fingers but as she moved, he frowned a little confused.
Her plea and the pull made him swallow hard as he followed, looking at her as they were face to face. He moved with her as she pulled his face down and greeted her lips in a tender kiss. He wrapped his arms around her and deepened the kiss just for a little while. Her whisper made him feel shivers from his neck wandering down to his core and he couldnt make himself stop her as it was exactly what he wanted to. To feel their connection and indulge in the feeling of being whole, the feeling he could only feel with her. “I need you too,” he whispered, pulling his shirt over his head before he grabbed her hands. He sent her a gentle smile before he moved her hands up above her head, “Just a few more seconds, be patient,” he begged her softly, mostly because he wanted them both to be undressed completely before giving in.
It didnt take him long to get out of his pants and underwear, to then help her with hers if she hadnt just ripped it off on her own. With no fabric or anything to stop them, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and took a firm grasp of his member to position himself at her entrance. He felt his heart beat faster and a few muffled moans left his lips, right until he slipped inside her slowly. He hugged her closer as his body tensed, moaning deeply as he buried his head in the nape of her neck. He bit his lip hard and gasped softly for air as he took the moment of her adjusting to his length to adjust himself to the feeling he felt. “Oh gods...” he moaned in a vulnerable tone against her throat, lifting his head to look at her. He cupped her face with his free hand before his hips slowly started to roll against her, his face frowning a little as the feeling was nothing like he had remembered it to be.

This had to be what heaven was like, or at least that was what he told himself every single time they connected in this way. Without protection it was only that more intense and with how tight she was, he knew he had to take it slow. His moans were deep and longing for every stroke that he made inside of her. She noticed his frown and when she asked whether he was alright, the frown disappeared. “I’ve just missed you,” he said in a vulnerable tone as he kept moving against her, wanting to reach that sweet spot of hers to make her squirm underneath him. “I love you,” he moaned in a hushed tone over and over as his eyes were locked on hers. The flame that burned so bright in her eyes reminded him that this was how they were at their strongest. When it was just them and their bodies indulging in this feeling of fulfillment. He couldnt help but feel close already but he didnt want to give in to it, not when it felt this heavenly.