firstofitskind | MHA #6, Monday Morning

MHA #6, Monday Morning

After a couple of weird and busy weekends, in that order, it had been nice to have one that was just... normal. As normal as Fandom ever gets, anyway. So, you know. Nice, normal weekend, and hopefully a nice, normal week following it...

The weird thing, though, was that Liam was sleeping in. Really sleeping in, and not his usual "woke up and went for a run and then crawled back into bed to snuggle" or "woke up and read for a few hours", either. Genuine, honest-to-god, asleep sleeping in. Which was definitely the first clue that something was amiss, because that only ever happened on those weekends. You know the ones.

Except this was a Monday. And everyone knew the weird shit didn't happen on Mondays (unless the island was hopping through various alternate realities, of course.). So Liam could possibly be forgiven for not having any idea that anything was strange just yet, sleepily reaching for Verity to pull her in closer.

[ooc: for the girl. you know the one. and soooo much SP because work is a butt.]

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... Yeah they were definitely going to need to look in to investing in something a little more mutually stimulating. Soon, though not this exact second.

This exact second, Liam was tossing his head back as muscles contracted around the strap-on, shuddering as that wave of pleasure hit its peak.

They hadn't realized they were going to need something like that!

But yes. Later

Verity watched him with eyes gleaming with satisfaction. She leaned forward, licking up Liam's throat.

“Safe to say,” Liam said, around a breathless little huff of laughter, “new to this or not, you’re doing fantastic.”

Verity chuckled. "I guess I always have been a fast learner," she teased. "And all this still without my first coffee. I'm a fucking hero is what I am."

"My hero," Liam said, batting his eyes at her. "You're right, though," he added, tucking a loose lock of hair behind her ear. "I can go make you that coffee?"

"And breakfast?" she asked, giving him her best I just fucked you so good puppy eyes.

...Not that was ever a reasons for her to get up and make breakfast, considering all the times he'd fucked her so good.

Good god, did those particular puppy-eyes make him all weak-kneed.

"And breakfast," he agreed, dropping a kiss on her forehead.

She may not make him breakfast for that reason, particularly, but she had made him breakfast today, after all.

Hey. Sometimes you had to make your man breakfast, especially when he'd woken up in a body of not-your-man. "I left you plenty of leftover Chinese to cook with," she said, batting her lashes at him.

"Uuuuuuugh," he groaned exaggeratedly at her. "You're the worst."

Not what you'd been saying, like, a minute ago, Kincaid.

"Literally the opposite of what you were saying when you were coming on our friend here," Verity said, unknowingly parroting the narrative.

But, like, right was right,

"Ugh, logic. Too early for that," said the person who routinely woke for the day at the ungodly hour of 4am as he flopped over beside Verity.

He'd absolutely be getting up to make that promised breakfast. In, like, a second. Or ten.

"Sounds like the kind of thing someone says when he's outmaneuvered," Verity said cheerfully, flopping down next to him.

Her hands were working the harness, pulling it off her.

"Careful, or you're getting a blue algae smoothie for breakfast," Liam warned.

That was not at all an actual danger. Just because he liked those things didn't mean he'd inflict it on other people.

He watched with a kind of admiration as she pulled off the harness with practiced ease, so at odds with how it had been when they'd first started using it months ago.

"Don't you use your weird alien torture methods on me," Verity said cheerfully, giving him a little wink as she pulled her legs free.

And then, with deliberation, brought the toy up to her mouth, and licked it.

Okay, that was-

hot in a way he hadn't entirely been expecting.

"Guh," he managed intelligently.

And that was...different than she'd been expecting. Less weird. Less...anything to freak out about. "Hmmm?" she said, raising an eyebrow at him.

And smirking.

“You’re not doing a terribly good job of convincing me to get up and make you breakfast,” Liam pointed out.

Not a complaint.

"I mean, if you stay here, I'm just going to put you to work some other way," Verity teased.

Sort of teased. Look, it had been a very unselfish morning for her. Tea, breakfast, orgasms...It wound a girl up.

“Mmm,” Liam hummed, looking over at her thoughtfully. “Your choice, then: am I getting you off before breakfast, or after?”

"Your use of 'or' hurts my feelings," Verity decided. "But it really depends on how long you wanna stay in bed. If you get up now...then after. If you wanna stay in bed a little while longer, definitely before."

"Breakfast first," Liam decided, sitting up.

And pausing as he sidled over to get out a fresh pair of boxers from the drawer as it occurred to him that there was a lot more to his chest than usual. Cooking shirtless might be kind of awkward, with those in the way. Huh.

Edited 2019-10-29 08:05 (UTC)

"You're going to need a tee," Verity said, watching him glance down at his chest. "Trust me on this. It's cool, though. The tanktop-and-panty look is cute. And safe."

"I know how cute that look is, thanks," Liam retorted with a smirk in Verity's direction. "I just never considered how it'd look on myself," he added, as he pulled on a t-shirt.

That whole bra thing would have to wait until they went shopping, he decided. Because first... "What do you want for breakfast?" he asked.

He'd been thinking French toast, originally, because they were adults who could do French toast on weekdays if they wanted to.

"Surprise me?" Verity suggested. "Look, I used what little pre-coffee brain I have making sure you came, like, one hundred times or something."

Look how smug she was about that, Liam. Just look at her.

Liam grinned, leaning down to kiss that adorably smug face. "I know, and I love you for it. One surprise breakfast, coming up."

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