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Being the prophesied hero of a nation didn’t leave for a very carefree schedule. Similarly the life of an army general wasn’t any better, so trying to overlap said schedules was near impossible. But tonight they managed.
In this apartment-like home, one Jiyan used when staying in the city, the two spent their evening. Rover was free for the next few days with no incoming missions or errands, Jinzhou was at peace for the moment. Even away from the base, Jiyan was busy with meetings during the week, appearing in Jinzhou almost every other day for the next couple weeks.
He had arrived back hours ago, but had been cooped up in the office area, looking over reports from the field and sending back directions for the coming days.
Jiyan sat at his desk, paperwork spilled across the surface, a hologram of the rearguard base pulled up. He looked over it, turning it slightly, before jotting down another series of notes or sending off a new order. Rover laid behind him, draped across a sofa decorating the room.
He looked beautiful like this, with his hair down, and his jacket hung up somewhere in the home. He discarded the various belts and straps of his normal attire, wearing just his skin tight top and pants, his combat boots probably propped near the entrance way.
Similarly, she was not dressed for combat, she fiddled with the ends of the shirt, his shirt, a button down that he had claimed to never wear. The other articles of clothing on her included a lacy undergarment, black on her pale skin, covered by loose but short bottoms.
It wasn’t much longer before she heard a sigh from him and the light zip sound of the hologram powering down. He leaned back, bringing a hand to rub his temple, before it fell on his thigh, the chair moving from the desk as he spaced himself from the work.
She stood up, closing the distance and looking at his face from above. “Long day?” She asked, and leaned down to peck at his lips.
He smiled at the gesture and hummed in agreement as she walked around to be in front of him. Leaning forward, he wrapped around her waist, and rested his head on her chest, looking up to her face.
Carding her hands through her hair, she smiled and kissed his forehead. A playful glimmer shone in his eyes and he pulled her to his lap, and buried his face into her shoulder.
“Rover.” The name fell from his lips, the vibration of his voice on her skin. His hands found their way to her hips, fingers gliding under the shirt to partially rest on her skin. He left light kisses along her neck before looking back up to her face. “I’ve missed you.” He admitted, his eyes never leaving his face.
Her hands cupped his face, “I missed you too.” Closing the distance, Rover leaned forward, catching his lips. It was a slow but deep kiss, a light stream of emotion pouring between the two. The softness faded as his hands roamed, grasping at warm skin, nails digging and sending goosebumps across her skin.
Rover let her arms dangle off his shoulders, enjoying the movement of lips, the hungry building as he nips at her lower lip. Her head tilted, deepening the kiss as he licked into her mouth, a moan forming in her throat, slipping out between them. They parted, panting for air, she laughed after a minute of staring at the man under her. “My love.” She breathed out the words, a title in their own right.
His eyes widened, and he went back to the crook of her neck, face flushed. “I love you,” He whispered, warm lips on warm skin, but shivers still ran down her spine. “So much.” He moved to kiss at her neck, buries and bruises forming.
A warm tongue ran down her neck, teeth grazing in its wake. A low moan fell from her lips, as the mouth moved to suck on her skin, rolling the flesh between sharp teeth. He detached from the spot, running his tongue across it again, and pecking it with a light kiss, before moving to nuzzle his nose under her earlobe. His mouth found a new space to kiss and lap at, and moved his hands to trace her sides, holding her breasts in strong hands.
Her hands moved to the back of his neck, digging into his hair and pulling him away from her neck. Gold and amber met and she leaned to catch his lips in her own, it was sloppy with tongues overlapping as saliva dripped down her chin, but it held a fire that was far from being extinguished. They kissed for a long moment, parting for short quick breaths before crashing back into one another. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her body flush against his own. After a while, they pulled apart for more than a few breaths, and stared at one another.
“Rover.” He breathed out, eyes dazed as he stared at her, his cheeks were flushed and his hair was falling in his face, he looked lovely. She pecked at his cheek, and leaned back. His hands roamed over her, squeezing her thighs and scrapping at her sides with feather light touches. His hands made their way back to her chest, thumbs grazing over hardened nipples before digging the digits in the soft flesh.
She let out a shaky breath and leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck, “What would you like to do, General?” she questioned, her breath ghosting over the shell of his ear. The question sent shivers down the teal haired man's back, and he bucked his hips up, seeking friction against her warm body. “I see.” she teased, her hand finding its way to his back, tracing the marking on his back, smiling at the twitch in his legs. His hand gripped at her sides, with bruising strength.
She pulled the shell of his ear between her teeth, and sucked on the sensitive skin, “But I do wish you’d be clearer.”
“Rover..” The man whined, bucking against her again. Her hands moved to his hair, and pulled it back, face to face again. She sucked on his lower lip and grinded her hips down, watching the groan form on the others lips.
“Do you want to fuck me.” she asked, voice just above a whisper, grinding again. He nodded almost instantly at the question. “Take me to bed, General” She whispered, her lips grazing the others.
With a yelp, she was lifted up, her legs wrapping tightly around the others waist, head buried in a muscled shoulder. Strong hands held her ass, groping the flesh, as teeth dug into her shoulder, sloppy sucking sounds right beside her ear.
After the short walk from Jiyan’s study to his room, she was thrown on the soft mattress, the smell of old books and rain filling her senses, and then warmth dropped over her, as he hovered over her, shirt thrown to some odd corner of the space. She looked up at him and smiled, “Hello.” She said, wrapping her arms around his neck once again.
“Hi.” He responded, leaning down to kiss her, his lips moved in soft slow strokes, a hand coming up to cup her cheek. His long teal hair fell over his shoulders, almost making the scene feel more secluded. Rover’s hands moved down to feel his chest, fingers running over toned muscle, and moved further to cup the growing bulge in his pants, a soft whine coming from his throat. She began working on the belt at his waist, holding his trousers.
At the same time, Jiyan removed the shirt covering her top and slid the shorts down her thighs, leaving her bare, except for the lacy underwear. YangYang had convinced her to buy it, saying “It's going to drive him mad.” she said it with a giggle, and Rover could only imagine. She was sure that it was a joke, but it couldn’t hurt.
She managed to unbuckle the belt and open the pants, urging him to pull them off. However, she didn’t notice that he had gone still above her, until she pulled her focus from his pants to his face. Following his eyes, she found them trained to the black panties, a hand running over the top of the band. A hand sweeping over the intricate floral pattern, slipping under the light coverage.
“Jiyan.” She called sweetly, breaking his trance.
“When did you..” He trailed off, still fixated on the thin fabric. His voice was significantly deeper, a hunger pooling at the image in front of him.
“Last week, when I went out with Yangyang.” he formed a small ‘o’ with his mouth. It seemed to have the effect.
He kissed her again, a short exchange of lips before trailing down her neck, leaving a trail of nips and suckles before moving her further down, sucking between her breast, a hand fondling one side and a mouth on the other. The warm embrace of his mouth forced a high keened whine from the back of her throat, back arching into the touch. Rolling the nip between his teeth and tongue, he pinched at the other, stimulating both sides. Whimpers fell from her lips as he worked at the soft flesh of her chest.
After deciding both sides thoroughly teased, he continued downward, leafing sloppy kisses on his path. Hands trailed slowly behind him, fingertips sending shivers across her body. He hovered over her lower region, hands guiding her legs to fall open.
He breathed over the area, rubbing a thumb over the fabric hiding so much but so little. He licked a strip over the crease, tasting a pre-existing wetness, pressing his tongue flat on the sex. Rover groaned at the touch, his hands gripping her thighs as he moved to bite and kiss the insides of her legs before moving his attention back to the warmth. Occasionally pressing his hips into the mattress under himself, body seeking friction at the obscene noises. He kissed and mouthed at the fabric, hands massaging the strong sides on either side of his face, Rover’s hands dug into the cover under herself, breaths coming out haggard and heavy.
He moved the fabric aside making direct contact, before pulling them completely off, lapping at the wetness and sucking at her clit. He brought a hand to her folds and prodded at the hole, carefully sliding it in with ease. Slowly pumped the digit, it glided against her inner walls, with his tongue showing no sign of easing up. Soon he slid in a second, with shallow thrusts and scissoring movements he worked her open, fingers just barely grazing her sweet spot, all the while breathless moans and whimper fell from her pink lips. A hand flew up to grasp his hair, nails digging into his scalp. She brought a foot down, stretching to press against his own lust, a silent plea for him to quicken his work.
Jiyan gave one last lick to the sensitive cunt before pulling away, kicking off his own pants and undergarments. His cock spring free and Rover could see the shine of precum beading at the tip, it was large, flushed an angry red from the lack of attention. Crawling back over her, he pressed a lazy kiss to her lips, sliding his sex against the slick folds. Her arms quickly found the warm flesh of his back, palms sweaty against the skin.
A moment of clarity hit for a second as he tried pulling away, just to be met with a whine and nails digging into his back, hard enough to mark, “Condom, the drawer. Lube…” He tried to explain, lightly kissing her cheek. She shook her head, and forced him to stay put, “Are you sure?” He asked, a careful caution in his tone.
She nodded, pulling him down to her, and kissed his shoulder. “Ok.” He said softly, and continued to kiss her, fiery heat between their lips.
He rubbed the cockhead at her hole, stroking precum and slick along the length, eventually pushing his hips forward, the stretch making Rover’s head fall back, a moan falling from her open mouth.
Inching his way inside, Jiyan braced himself above her, feeling the stretch around his cock as he buried himself in the wet heat. After what felt like eternity, he bottomed out, hips flush. Rover wrapped her legs around him, ankles digging into his lower back, urging him on.
She sighed, letting herself relax against the length. Soon she started to rut her hips, a sign for the man to move. He began with a series of shallow thrusts, each one pushing farther forward, heavy breathing from her in response. He rocked his hips harder, nails digging in response, and pulled out halfway before plunging back in, a scream being pulled from her, nails running down the toned back, and coming back up to trace the tacet mark, feeling the way he twitched inside her at the contact.
“Again.” She breathed out, he complied. Pulling out and slamming back in, with a quickening pace, skin slapping into the night. “Big.”
With each thrust she could feel him reaching deeper, hitting harder, she could only lay there, taking each thrust with a whimper and quickened breaths. There was no end to the onslaught, he reached deeper and deeper, fucking over a particularly sensitive spot, all words replaced with shameless moans. Her vision crossed at the sensation, and heat pooled deep in her gut.
She slapped him on the back, urging him to stop his ministrations for just a breath. He looked at her, confused and concerned. Even now, mind hazy with lust, he was gentle with his care for her. Using what little strength that hadn’t been fucked out of her, she flipped them over, sinking on the cock, both moaning at the sensation. At this angle it nuzzled over that spot, each movement pushing her directly to pleasure.
His hands grappled at her hips, grip so tight she was sure bruises would be formed by morning. She rocked her hips, mouth falling open to let out a draw out moan. She rocked again, with more strength and continued, using her thighs to bounce and rut into the man. He watched in a dazed state for a moment with a clouded gaze, her hair falling over her eyes and breasts bouncing, she leaned forward, and he brought a nipple into his mouth, sucking and lapping at the soft flesh.
Her eyes pricked from the sensations, whimpers leaving her lips, arms wrapping around his head as he pulled the sensitive flesh between his teeth. He began bucking into her, matching her pace. Each thrust reaching deep, it didn’t take long for the heat in her stomach to sharpen and snap, eyes rolling back with pleasure. Her legs tensed at his sides and he rocked into her, pushing through to his own orgasm and spilling deep into her insides, filling her pleasantly.
She laid over him for a moment, catching her breath, angling herself to press their mouths together, a tired sloppy kiss. With his aid, she slipped off the now softened cock, her sex dripping with the evidence of his desire.
Once off of him, she flopped down on his side, curling into him. “Let me clean you up.” He murmured after a moment, moving to sit up. She tried protesting, much to no avail, as he walked away, coming back after a short bit with a damp towel.
Wiping away at her skin with one hand, he used the other to cup her chin, thumb running over her still flushed cheek. After finishing his work, he placed the towel in a basket and maneuvered Rover under the blanket before laying next to her. She immediately wrapped herself around him, head resting on the muscled chest. “I wish we could do that more often.” She admitted, a tiredness seeping into her voice.
Jiyan was surprised at the statement, one he definitely agreed with, “I’m glad to be with you.” He admitted in response, smiling as he held her close. “My love.”
She hummed, placing a kiss on the chest, “You sap.” She laughed, before passing out.
“Just for you.” He whispered, placing a light kiss to her forehead.