Waiting for as long as it will take

Yeah he was the one touching her, but for her to think that he was not enjoying himself clearly wasn't real. He was having the time of his life, figuring out what made her moan louder, what made her whimper and what made her speechless. All he ever wanted was to be the one for her, the one that would make her feel this good, make sure nobody else ever got the chance. Her closing her eyes made him smile. He could see just how much she enjoyed it, seeing how her face scrunched up and how she bit her lip. Part of him grew a little concerned as she reached her high and bit down on her lip. What if she bit through? Luckily that didn't seem to be the case, but he could see the deep indents where her teeth had pressed in to her soft flesh.
And that was when she started pleading for him. He hushed her softly, kissing her swollen lips as he helped her ride her high off. "I'll give you anything you want," he promised her sweetly, kissing the side of her head as he slowly removed his hand from her treasure. His fingers were soaked in her, and he let out a small shuddering sound at the look. If he hadn't been in love with her before, then he surely was now, and completely enamored he told her to lie down on the mattress.
He got up briefly, walking over to his bag where he grabbed a condom. He held it carefully as he got out of his underwear. Coming closer he struggled a bit with rolling it on with one hand, gritting his teeth as he was quite sensitive already, but if she helped he would just smile. He crawled over her, placing his elbow beside her head for stability, his hand moving down to grab his member, pumping himself a little as he suddenly felt quite nervous. He hesitated, shaking a little as he was getting in his head a little, "what if I can't make you feel good?" he asked. What if he couldn't give her more as per her pleading?

The way she encouraged him, telling him that they didn't have to be perfect right now made him feel good. And they thought of figuring this out together was very comforting. She cupped his face, and he looked at her as he nodded, he would go slowly for both their sakes. He leaned down, giving her a sweet peck on her lips before he rubbed the tip of his member against her. The nerves were still there, but he knew that they were on the same page here. As he found himself properly aligned with her entrance, he pushed in rather carefully, gritting his teeth at the feeling. It was all so new. And yet familiar because he was here with her. "Does it hurt?" he asked, wanting to be attentive and in the moment with her. This was not the time to be selfish. He moaned softly, feeling her swallow him up ever so carefully, stopping if she needed a break or if he needed one. "Jane," he moaned her name rather tenderly, his shoulders trembling a bit as his hand moved down the side of her body, grabbing lightly at her as if to contain himself.

Only a little she assured him, but he didn't let his guard down. He kissed her gently as he pushed in further, grunting softly at how warm she felt, and even with the condom on everything felt so sensitive. Not that he had tried anything else. It wasn't until he moaned her name that she spoke, a demand to hear her name over and over, and he would gladly give it to her interchanging both Jane and my Zippy as he moaned for her.
He pushed in further, and as he finally him bottom he groaned softly, his member throbbing with need and his hand grasping at her side. He started rocking his hips gently, tender thrusts that made both of them feel the friction. He kept moaning her name, just trying to focus on making her feel good, but he could feel her tense up every once in a while. Soon enough she disclosed what was wrong, and he looked at her rather seriously. "If I take it off then ... Then we won't be protected," he told her. If she didn't like the feeling, then they would have to find another method, but simply taking it off would come with it's fair share of risks. He lifted his hand, cupping her face, "You know what the risk is ... So I'll let you decide ... But I'll always be there for you, alright?" He whispered.

As she was quiet he just rocked his hips gently to hers, just keeping himself hard, letting her weigh out the feeling before she decided. Frankly he hadn't thought she would want it off, not when you considered the risks involved. But as she asked him, practically pleaded him, how could he say no? All he wanted was for her to feel good and happy. Pulling himself out, groaning softly his hand moved down to remove the condom, just placing it on the mattress next to them. His jaw trembled as he looked down, feeling her up with his member. He moaned, scared that inserting himself he would just crumble right away. Inserting himself once more he felt every ripple, every part of her and he whimpered slightly at the overwhelming feeling. "Jane," he whispered in a pleading voice. He felt like he was falling, leaning over her he kissed her up between her breasts as he slowly but surely made his way back inside of her. She felt a little tight, but not so tight that he was scared to hurt her. More his head focused on the fact that he was stretching her to fit him and only him. "You're heavenly," he moaned, rolling his hips and thrusting gently in to her, groaning as he prayed she felt this was good too.

His whole body felt like it was in pure bliss, pressing in to her over and over, feeling every part of her. The way she dug her nails in to him and pulling him closer made him feel safe. Strange how he could feel so nervous when this was Jane. His Jane. Suddenly he seemed to hit something that made her feel good. Gritting his teeth he was focused, trying to clear his head as she guided him. It was hard not to give in. He swore the only reason why he hadn't yet was because he was more afraid of disappointing her. But as she started squirming he found it harder to hold back. He could so clearly feel whenever her walls tightened around his member, making him moan in gentle tones. "I'm close," he complained. He didn't want it to be over, his eyes filling with tears, but he was not going to let his short comings be punishing her. His hand squeezed around her thigh before moving between them. His fingers finding a suitable rhythm against and around her bell to match his thrusts.
"I love you, Zip," his breath shuddering, his shoulders trembling as he just couldn't hold back any more. His hand moved down to support his weight against the mattress before he gave a few sporadic thrusts. Emptying himself inside of her he moaned her name, his head getting fuzzy and his body so warm. He collapsed a bit on her, his arms wrapping around her, holding her close as he buried his face in the nape of her neck.

Eugene was feeling a bit dizzy. But having her here, feeling her calm down alongside him he wondered if he had done good. If she had enjoyed it. However she wasn't pushing him off, in fact she was caressing his sore body, having used his energy a little unwisely, and yet he didn't regret it. He moved out of her, groaning softly at how sensitive he felt, but he eventually ended up hugging her close as she spoke of her infantility. While he was disgusted by the suggestion that the scientists would've wanted to regrow him new lungs, he was also rather happy that they couldn't. He knew him and Jane were not a normal couple, and he wasn't sure he wanted kids. He used to think that having children was a normal thing that happened in life, but seeing how he hated his father now, it wasn't something he wanted to repeat. He didn't really say much, just kissing her head, holding her close for a while.

Of course they couldn't stay naked forever, not in a place like this. He got in to his own clothes, his body shaking a little from the exhaustion he had put it through, struggling a bit with his pants but he was determined to get in to them himself. She lit a small fire, and he huddled up next to her, watching the flame dancing in the small box, humming at her question, "not really," he admitted. He reached his good arm around her, pulling her close to keep her warm. "We need to be up early tomorrow, get a head start on things," he said in a more serious tone. They needed to get everything sorted if they wanted to find someone or something that could take them to America.  

Not hungry. Noted. She didnt mind him pulling her closer, but she was worried that she was making his posture different or laying wrong. Weird how there were so many things to consider now. He spoke of getting up early but Jane sighed and looked up at the ceiling. Something was quite clearly on her mind. “Maybe.. we should stay here for a bit. Make sure we even have enough money to go… and.. get by. I asked some of my friends. Well I kept out where I was going. But apparently going anywhere we cant walk to will require saving up.” She said, but he was smart so she wouldnt doubt that he already knew all that. “Besides, your dad would never think we’d stay here right? It would be the first place he looked, but he’d probably never look back after that?” She pointed out. So if they waited a bit and just laid low, they could prepare in peace afterwards?

Saving up? Eugene looked at her rather puzzled, tilting his head to the side as she laid out a pretty solid plan. He felt eager to leave, not wanting to stay in Churchill anymore than they had to, but perhaps she was right. He hummed, leaning back as he looked up at the ceiling. The shadows from the fire casting some interesting images. "You're right .. We should save up for a while," he agreed, taking a deep breath, his voice a little raspy but he would be alright once he had gotten some rest. He had exhausted himself a bit too much as it was. "I want a life with you, but know that we will probably be running a lot to evade my father," he said, hoping she wasn't deterred by that fact.