firstofitskind | 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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"Mmm, I can think of a few things," Liam replied. "First, though, m'gonna have to make sure you're taken care of... and I don't just mean in regards to breakfast," he added, one hand slipping below the covers to ghost along her thigh.

Verity shivered. "I like the sound of that," she murmured. Suddenly, even French toast seemed less appealing than what else was on offer. "Do go on."

“Before, you asked me what I wanted,” Liam reminded her. “What do you want?”

"I mean, I liked what happened when I said 'Surprise me' for breakfast," Verity said, thoughtfully. "I wonder what'll happen if I say it again?"

“Could see how well that toy of yours fits me?” Liam mused. Or would that be too similar to how things usually were?

"I'm not going to argue with that," Verity said with a soft smile. "I...goodamn, I've never gotten this wet with someone else with boobs before. But here I am."

She slid his hand up his thigh to show him.

"Here you are," Liam agreed, voice thick with desire as his fingers found what Verity wanted them to feel.

"So what you gonna do about it?" verity asked him.

Liam didn't say anything, just quirked an eyebrow as two fingers- still long and slender, though more delicate than usual- traced a slow, gentle circle right where she was most sensitive.

Yes, yes, he'd said something about that strap-on but come on, his fingers were right there, what else was he gonna do?

Aside from maybe change his position in a minute because doing this at this angle was awkward as hell.

Verity moaned, eyes fluttering closed. "Mmm, that feels good," she whispered, her legs falling open a little further.

Liam paused in his ministrations just long enough to take his free hand and make sure the breakfast plate was out of the way on the bedside table, before he twisted around so that he was straddling her legs.

"So I should keep going, hmm?" he asked, leaning in to kiss her as his fingers got back to work.

"God yes." Verity's voice was a little more than a sigh. "I'm...really wired up."

"No wonder, with the morning we had," Liam said. "But I've got you, babe."

And then those two fingers slipped inside her, while his thumb continued teasing her clit.

"Always," Verity said, or started to, until the rest of the word was swallowed up by a sharp gasp. She clutched the sheets, Liam's fingers immediately soaked.

"Always," Liam agreed, grinning back at her as his fingers moved in and out.

It didn't take very long for Verity to start to cry out, writhing against the bed. Not with as turned on as she'd been - and after Liam slipped her a third finger. She came with a wail, back arching up, and then collapsed back down onto the bed, panting.

Yeah. She'd needed that.

“Love making you scream like that,” Liam murmured, bringing his sex-slicked fingers up to his mouth and swirling his tongue around them. Not a new taste, the way it had been for Verity when she’d run her tongue along the strap-on, but one he enjoyed each and every time.

And it remained sexy each time he did that, hnngh.

"I mean, you know you're always welcome to make it happen," she said, blissed out and feeling utterly lazy.

Did they have to get out of bed?

“Even looking like this?” His voice was light, teasing, none of the earlier uncertainty lingering in his tone.

"Even looking like that," Verity confirmed. "Doesn't matter what you look like. You're always Liam underneath."

And even though he’d been teasing just now, with all the shit they’d been through together this year, hearing her phrase it like that left him feeling warm and loved.

“I’m crazy about you, you know,” he said, leaning in for a slow, lazy kiss.

"You better be," Verity told him when they finally pulled away. "I'm only getting married once after all. Better be to someone who loves me like breathing.

“I love you more than not just breathing, but all the autonomic functions of the body,” Liam told her, biting his lip in an effort to keep a straight face.

"That's a lot of functions," Verity said nodding. "But, like, do you really love them? When was the last time you thought to yourself, 'Wow, I sure do love blinking'?"

"I'll have you know I feel very strongly about body parts being properly lubricated," Liam informed her primly.

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