She turns her head to nip his hip. "Not tedious. I never get sick of you." Another nip, soothed by a kiss. "If the lech thing means you think things about me that're half as dirty as what I think about you though, I'm not complaining."
"Oh! You say that but I remember how you were the one time I wore sweatpants and you couldn't get your hand between my legs." She trails her hand down her stomach.
"You know what I like," she all but purrs with approval for the idea. Their fucking is always rough, and the idea of adding a little more spice to it is enticing. He doesn't treat her as if she's breakable, and she doesn't have to pretend she's afraid to get messy.
Again she thinks of her big bed, how soft it is and how delicious the juxtaposition of it and Sweeney's rough touches would be. She won't press, but it's a longing.
And she certainly doesn't mind it happening in her cabin, on the grass, amid her beloved flowers. (She's named each of the potted plants.)
His nose scrunches in a mischievous snarl, even though he can't get close enough for any follow-through.
"Not hard when I like it too." As much as she appreciates his roughness, he appreciates her enjoyment and embracing of it in kind. Sweeney isn't afraid to hurt her; he knows she wants it, and if she doesn't, he's given her a voice to say such. He just hopes she'll use it if she needs to.
She squeaks in delighted, playful fear, and if he was any closer she would have kissed him. He's not so instead she wraps her arms around his. It pulls at the sentimental parts of her and, without thinking, she murmurs, "I'm glad you're here. That I met you and that you're here."
At her confession, Sweeney sobers some, and his gaze remains on hers. Lifting his hand, he holds the remaining bit of his cigarette between his fingers so he can trace a line with his thumb from the point between her brows up over the crest of her hair. He tone is soft.
"I'm glad ya came back. Ta me."
That night, he wasn't sure she would. But she did, and he's grateful for it.
"Long as you want me to, I'll keep coming back." It might not always be easy. In fact it will probably rarely be easy. Come the right port, one without the uncertainty of the Barge, she honestly isn't sure how she'll drag herself back on board. But she knows that she will, that she doesn't need to know how to know that she'll figure it out.
He pulls a last drag, holding it as he quickly flicks the embers loose from the rest and lets it fall to the carpet.
His newly-free hand catches her up, cradling her head as he lifts her, his other hand abandoning her belly to support her back so he can kiss her warmly, the smoke caught between their lips.
It's sensual and unexpected. Her hand is in his hair, and she feels the warmth of the smoke as it trails between their lips and across their cheeks and up toward the ceiling. The way she kisses him then is unhurried; she's savoring it because she can, it's safe to do so and he'll let her.
There's no push as they stay in the moment; he's content to hold her and have her. Sweeney lets her define the pace, her need. It's a dance, and he enjoys the give and take. Even in this small thing, she's asking for what she wants, and that delights and excites him.
He shifts slightly, allowing a more comfortable angle, should she want to have more options for control of positioning.
She kisses him the way she hasn't really allowed herself to before. Usually it's a means to get them to the next level; this time she just wants to enjoy it, to feel the heat of his mouth against hers and how soft his lips are when they're rarely soft together.
It's certainly odd for him, because yes, kissing is an accent not an activity. There's the risk of tenderness, and subconsciously, he's still wary of that.
Unsurprisingly, he seeks to make things a bit easier, and after indulging her for a bit, he taps her thigh without breaking the kiss, silently urging her to straddle him to make the act more comfortable.
She slides onto his lap and breaks the kiss there. It's for his sake rather than hers; she can sense a hesitance there. "Still being nice to your back."
Sweeney's brow lifts suggestively. "Though if ya keep squirmin' too much, I can't promise I won't try ta convince ya ta do otherwise."
Catching her by the back of her head, he pulls her back to his lips. He's not looking to discourage her, he just knows how he is, and this is the best way for him to give her as much kissing as she wants.
Earlier she had felt the ugly thoughts in her mind dissolve as he'd growled Gaelic at her. Those thoughts haven't returned, but as she kisses him the lingering bits of ugly feeling finally break away and lift. If it is only for this moment she's still grateful for it.
"You spoil the fuck out of me," she murmurs against his mouth.
He grins, his tongue taking a moment to slip over his teeth.
"I think ya kinda like it," he purrs with a flick of its tip up the center of her upper lip. "An' I like when ya get ta wantin' things fer you. So...occasionally I like ta do those things," he pokes, his dimples are deep as he kisses her briefly, not hotly, just a capping note of his words.
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Date: 2022-01-14 08:59 pm (UTC)Sweeney pulls a slow drag, holding it as he speaks. "Good ta hear it dunn't just mean I'm a tedious lech."
He releases his breath, letting the smoke drift between them.
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Date: 2022-01-14 09:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-01-14 09:25 pm (UTC)"I dunno..." Sweeney pulls the word out with a smirk and quick eye roll. "Yer pretty dirty. Don't know if I can match yer halfway," he teases.
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Date: 2022-01-14 09:28 pm (UTC)"Maybe I just need to rub off on you."
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Date: 2022-01-14 09:35 pm (UTC)"That so?" Sweeney's free hand slips lightly down the center of her chest, slowing its way as it dips just past her navel.
"Pretty sure I could've," he notes cheekily. He pulls slowly on the cigarette, his eyes not leaving hers.
"Pretty sure I can get my hands anywhere on you I want." There's the faintest hint of suggestive warning.
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Date: 2022-01-14 09:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-01-14 09:51 pm (UTC)"What I'm wantin'...it should wait 'til I'm back ta fightin' form."
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Date: 2022-01-15 03:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-01-15 03:45 am (UTC)"How ya feel 'bout wrestlin'?" His brow lifts with cheeky suggestion.
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Date: 2022-01-15 03:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-01-15 03:56 am (UTC)"I thought ya might fancy me rippin' them off ya." His grin goes wide as he looks back down to her.
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Date: 2022-01-15 04:00 am (UTC)Again she thinks of her big bed, how soft it is and how delicious the juxtaposition of it and Sweeney's rough touches would be. She won't press, but it's a longing.
And she certainly doesn't mind it happening in her cabin, on the grass, amid her beloved flowers. (She's named each of the potted plants.)
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Date: 2022-01-15 04:12 am (UTC)"Not hard when I like it too." As much as she appreciates his roughness, he appreciates her enjoyment and embracing of it in kind. Sweeney isn't afraid to hurt her; he knows she wants it, and if she doesn't, he's given her a voice to say such. He just hopes she'll use it if she needs to.
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Date: 2022-01-15 04:16 am (UTC)All of this would be so much harder without him.
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Date: 2022-01-15 04:25 am (UTC)"I'm glad ya came back. Ta me."
That night, he wasn't sure she would. But she did, and he's grateful for it.
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Date: 2022-01-15 04:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-01-15 04:53 am (UTC)His newly-free hand catches her up, cradling her head as he lifts her, his other hand abandoning her belly to support her back so he can kiss her warmly, the smoke caught between their lips.
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Date: 2022-01-15 05:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-01-15 05:27 am (UTC)He shifts slightly, allowing a more comfortable angle, should she want to have more options for control of positioning.
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Date: 2022-01-16 12:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-01-16 12:27 am (UTC)Unsurprisingly, he seeks to make things a bit easier, and after indulging her for a bit, he taps her thigh without breaking the kiss, silently urging her to straddle him to make the act more comfortable.
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Date: 2022-01-16 12:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-01-16 12:47 am (UTC)Sweeney's brow lifts suggestively. "Though if ya keep squirmin' too much, I can't promise I won't try ta convince ya ta do otherwise."
Catching her by the back of her head, he pulls her back to his lips. He's not looking to discourage her, he just knows how he is, and this is the best way for him to give her as much kissing as she wants.
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Date: 2022-01-16 06:03 am (UTC)"You spoil the fuck out of me," she murmurs against his mouth.
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Date: 2022-01-16 06:11 am (UTC)"I think ya kinda like it," he purrs with a flick of its tip up the center of her upper lip. "An' I like when ya get ta wantin' things fer you. So...occasionally I like ta do those things," he pokes, his dimples are deep as he kisses her briefly, not hotly, just a capping note of his words.
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