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I can feel the lightly calloused hands of my partner making their way up my legs, accompanied with delicate nips and kisses along my jawline.
“Why do I even own an alarm clock when I have you?” I hum a little laugh before opening my eyes to meet the loving gaze of Hange’s brown eyes.
”The moment you don’t set it is the moment you’ll need it that’s why.” They chuckle, giving me a quick peck. “Happy birthday.”
I smile brightly remembering the shared occasion, giving them the same comment back. “Happy birthday, cutie!”
Mouths and tongues easily find comfort with each other, being startled by the alarm clock finally- a typical morning occurrence.
I peck at their jawline instead as a silent goodbye, turning over and reaching out for the off button to cease the booming noise.
”Ow!” I yelp suddenly feeling a hefty bite on my ass. “Hange!” I huff looking at their smirk.
“What? I couldn’t help myself.” Their defence is weak but too cute for me to argue with.
In a responsible attempt to get ready for the day, I’m pulled back into a firm embrace on our cozy bed.
“Honey…” I start to say softly, but I’m cut off swiftly with a hush.
“Shh, let’s just relax.”
“But we can’t just lay in bed all day… We have errands, our friends will want to see us today…” They stop me before I can keep listing ideas, putting their two first fingers against my lips.
“Today I want to stay here, spoil you, and then maybe tonight if I feel like sharing your company with others, I’ll ask the group chat to meet us at a bar for the first time!” They suggest instead, and their idea isn’t bad at all, except one part.
”What about you? It’s your birthday too!” I pout, often feeling like I don’t do enough in return no matter how much they assure me. This same feeling from the past almost two years of being together.
“I don’t need one, I’ve had two more than you anyway, so boring!” They shoot back, as if scripted into their automatic dialog. They probably were rehearsing what to say to convince me before even waking me up, typical Hange.
”But I want you to feel celebrated if I have to feel celebrated.” This conversation is starting to feel like a chore, but I know that’s their goal to wear me down. “If they sing to me or give me gifts, they have to for you.”
”All I want for my birthday is to spoil my girl and maybe rip on shorty a bit. I always remind him he can’t be mean to me on a birthday, it’s a years bad luck!”
“Bad luck? Where did you even hear that?” I laugh a bit louder than I intend, thrown off by their remark.
“I heard it from a very wise old witch, how’s that?” They answer confidently, shifting further to be on top of me. “And you know, saying no to my birthday request is kind of mean of you.”
“Oh is it?” I smirk, I know exactly where this must be headed knowing them, and I’m all here for it. “Well I’m sorry, I didn’t know it was an official request. Can I make my own birthday request?” I grin back.
“Of course! What is it?” I can already feel their eager hands wandering before i can respond, reading my body like braille.
“I’d like you to simply do your best.” I smile warmly at them. I can see the sudden change in my tone and softened expression that they weren’t expecting something so sweet, sighing joyfully.
”You’re making me feel terrible for biting your sweet tushy earlier.” They pout a little and shift our bodies once again, laying lower and taking the straps of my loose top with them, nose buried deep into my cleavage.
“Wouldn’t be the first mark, I still have plenty other hickies all over.” I giggle, the movement making their messy bed head bounce slightly against my sternum, only making it worse when I start holding in a laugh about it.
Their head shifts back so their eyes can look up, an eyebrow raised in confusion. “Sorry, sorry. Your hair is bouncing because of my laughing, it’s cute.” I notice as they return their head back down like nothing happened. “Comfortable?”
They nod and their hands cup each breast from the side, squishing them closer together and pressing against the sides of Hange’s face.
“Why are you so perfect?” Their question muffles and is barely audible, however I know them well enough to understand it clearly.
“To you.” I correct.
They sit up and hover closely over me, our faces practically touching. “No, you’re simply perfect. And to yourself too.”
”Okay, to us. But if I tried this with you-“
Hange is quick to stop me, already in sync with the question. ”I would believe you, I don’t think someone as cute as you is capable of telling a lie.”
I let out a long sigh, there’s really no winning with them, is there? How cute though! While I sit and revel in love, I'm quickly snapped out of my sappy thoughts with a sharp gasp when a saliva slick tongue runs itself across one of my nipples.
”So cute and so sexy all in one.” They purr to me, giving the second nipple equal attention. The plump mounds being squished hug around Hange’s spread out fingers, causing me to softly moan to them.
“Oooh, pretty. Do that again.” They squish and massage both breasts, listening to the soft sounds coming from my mouth freely.
They move lower, trailing down kisses while shifting. They’re laying comfortably across the bed, my knees now bent and thighs adjusting around my partner’s body.
Hange kisses the light but apparent stretch marks by my hips and inner thighs. “You have such beautiful tiger stripes, you know that?”
I whine a bit and shift my hips at their compliments, getting red in the face. “Hun…”
I can feel them tracing their tongue along the lines teasingly slow, one by one. Listening to every little whimpe, whine or breathy noise that escapes me.
Their fingertips slip stealthily under the sides of my matching loose shorts, pulling them off of me rather swiftly. Going back up to remove the top entirely.
They sigh happily through their nose looking down at me with the most caring expression. “You’re so beautiful, my dear.”
I smile back still red in the face and bound to stay that way, this is a perfect moment to enjoy. They know every perfect spot to caress and massage, kissing me slowly but very passionately to build up the tension.
Before long, as they’re massaging my hips, they’ve got me wet and bucking for their touch. “Are you gonna stop teasing me anytime soon?” I pout.
They chuckle away the guilt of keeping me at bay, waiting for the perfect moment. Shifting my thighs once again and moving down, they put one leg over their shoulder and move the other further out.
“Sorry love, you know I like teasing you.” They start forming a hickey on my thigh, letting the flesh come out of their mouth with a satisfying pop.
Hange turns their focus up further, licking a long slow line from my glistening pussy to my sensitive clit. I whine and immediately buck my hips up again, my body screams hallelujah upon finally being touched how it’s begging to be.
They roll their tongue on my clit and trace the best patterns they’ve learned over the course of dating me, I bite my lip and slip a hand into their hair while the other grabs the sheets.
Hange smirks at how easily they’ve gotten me to silently beg for more, for them to keep going and going. They lift their head and kiss the icy blue veins on my wrist, leaving my clit feeling abandoned. “Still thinking about getting out of bed?” They smirk with a hint of triumph in their tone.
“Not even a little.”
They lift my hips a little and I can feel their tongue plunging into my slick entrance hungrily. I’m quickly succumbing to the pleasures and moaning louder, tugging a little at their hair without even knowing.
I can feel the bliss coming steadily, but as I am Hange decides to shift a little again for some reason, making me whine. “H-Hange…”
“Yes dear?” They smile, licking two fingers and sliding them through the slick folds but stays right there before pressing any inside.
“P-please…” I beg, becoming increasingly irritated and uncomfortable from being edged.
“What’s the rush? I’m just trying to give my divine goddess everything she deserves, bless me with your needy noises, please.” Their fingers moves through the folds from my clit down and back up again.
Their words make me somehow blush harder than I have been already, never holding back anything as requested. The encouraging array of gasps, moans, and occasional pleas to put in their fingers only arouses them further.
Alas, Hange is as eager as ever after a little more teasing, pushing their two lubed up fingers easily into me.
A smile beaming with satisfaction crosses my face feeling those two magic extremities.
They use a coordinated movement between their fingers and their tongue on my clit to restimulate my lost climax, making my body feel immaculate.
I buck harder and move my hips instinctively with them, chasing that orgasm once and for all.
I can only imagine how it feels to be them, their fingers feeling the rapid heartbeat being buried in my pussy, by now a mess of the same slick natural lubricant coating their mouth and chin, knowing just how close I am to feeling that snap.
Annoyingly, Hange stops again and listens to the pathetic whine that involuntarily escapes me. “Let me cum!” I beg, grinding my hips in the air under them.
”Aw but if I never let you, then you’ll never leave the bed.”
”I’ll just have to finish myself if you’re gonna be mean.” I say, they look at me dramatically with offence.
“No way!” The playful threat motivates Hange to let me reach that finish, moving their fingers in and out rapidly while applying a perfect amount of pressure into the patterns on my clit.
I finally reach this worthwhile orgasm, throwing my head back and moaning into the heavens above.
What I didn’t anticipate as I ride out a wonderful orgasm, is how nothing about their movements slowed.
“F-fuck…” I whisper to myself, doomed to be overstimulated in my desperate pleading for release.
My hands grip much tighter and pull and each gripped surface, letting out unsteady moans. “I- mmm.. Hange…!” I whimper to my lover.
They push their fingers plus a third in down to the knuckle, licking a long steady line from the bottom to the top. “What? You were the one who wanted me to keep going, right?” They laugh heartily.
“Oh you…” I say quietly with a lovey, blissful smile. I blush and my expression turns a little more sly. “I did like the intense feeling…”
Their eyes light up hearing those words, declaring to me now. “I’m going to give you the best, most intense orgasms all day, my love.”
I turn a little to the side and point to the nightstand. “Do you want to get-“
They turn me back to face them while shaking their head, kissing me deeply and allowing me to taste myself. “No, today I want to touch you all myself, no toys to help.”
Their words are so sweet for being so dirty, I wiggle back down into the comfortable nest I made myself as Hange went on.
We return to soft kisses before they pull back again. “A few more rounds here and we can go get some snacks and recharge.”
“I would love that, this sounds like it’s going to be one hell of a birthday.” I return the warm smile they’re giving me, putting my hands on their face and pulling them into a loving, slow kiss.
“I love you, so much.” Hange whispers to me.
”I love you too, to the moon and back.” I whisper back.
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