Room 334, Copacabana Palace, Rio, Sunday Morning

[whenshewasnice]

Despite some major bumps along the way, this Spring Break week had righted itself eventually, even if it hadn't been without a lot of painful past things discussed. Natalie supposed that was something you did when you wanted your relationship to be about more than just hanging out.

Not that that made it any easier.

But waking up seemed to be easy today, at least in the sense that coming into consciousness wasn't immediately followed by being metaphorically hit in the face with the mistakes of days past. With a sigh, she covered the arm around her with her own, and slid her fingers between Sam's. This morning was already better than the previous one had been.

[ooc: For one, and inna separate post to not break the trip one (again, sorry about that)!]

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[necroslacker]

He didn't mind at all. It felt good and it encouraged him to actually slide his tongue over her clit very slowly, making sure she felt all of it for the longest time he could.

And once he was done with that? He did it again. She was not going to be thinking too much for too long.

[whenshewasnice]

Yeah, okay, he was seriously committed to making sure she couldn't form coherent thoughts. She was getting that. She really was. She would've marvelled at how fast he'd turned things around for her, but, you know, she couldn't really think.

So she was feeling. And what she was feeling was a bunch of his hair in her grip, and something really intense building up right where his tongue was on her, and she was pushing her hips up just a little because she couldn't stop them.

[necroslacker]

He didn't mind getting his hair pulled at all. In fact, it was even more encouragement to do this to her, to make her completely come undone with just his tongue and lips and teeth.

He eased off of her clit for a second or two, just licking the area around it to give her a brief breather. He pushed his tongue back inside her, wiggling it and stretching it before his tongue returned to her clit, flicking at it quickly before licking slowly and even moving to suck right at that sensitive area.

[whenshewasnice]

It was good he didn't mind having his hair pulled, because Natalie probably wasn't going to let go before he made her let go, one way or another.

Letting go required thinking, and that wasn't happening now. She was writhing, with her other hand grasping at the sheets, whimpers and strangles sounds falling from her lips with her panting breath. All the things that should ahve told him there was a coiling happening in the pit of her stomach, and she wasn't going to be fighting it for much longer.

[necroslacker]

Sam didn't stop what he was doing. If anything, he went faster, licked harder, concentrated more fully right on the spot that was making her write and squirm and pant. He paid all the attention in the world right there with his lips and tongue and even a grazing of teeth.

He didn't want her to fight for much longer.

[whenshewasnice]

Yeah, Natalie wasn't going to. Fighting wasn't what she needed right now. Release was. And he was being oh so helpful with that.

She managed... maybe a few seconds of resistance after teeth, and then she was done. It felt like a minor explosion when the orgasm hit her, crashing through her as an intense wave. It wasn't quite as spectacular on the outside, though she did go rigid and cry out and pull on his hair some more without meaning to.

[necroslacker]

Sam held onto her thighs and kept licking at her, gradually easing off as she peaked and started coming down. When he thought she was going to start settling down, he kissing her thigh and looked up at her.

He was pretty sure she'd taken some of his hair out with her pulling but he also didn't care a damn bit.

[whenshewasnice]

If she had, she'd apologize. But not right now. She was barely just letting go of his hair right now so her hand could fall slack on her stomach.

Her head was against the pillows, her eyes were closed, and she was just trying to catch her breath for right now. Maybe basking in the afterglow a little bit while she did that.

[necroslacker]

At least he could tell she'd enjoyed herself. He smiled and started crawling up closer to her, dropping a kiss on her lips before he settled down beside her.

"You okay?" he asked quietly.

[whenshewasnice]

"Yeah," she said, though without opening her eyes yet. She stretched out a little bit. "Well, okay might be too mild an expression."

[necroslacker]

"Glad to hear it," Sam said, draping an arm over her and tangling a leg up with hers. "Felt good?"

[whenshewasnice]

She opened her eyes and smiled faintly at seeing him so close. "Felt good," she confirmed, wit a very slight nod. "I don't know what the etiquette is, should I thank you now?"

That was probably a joke.

[necroslacker]

"Please don't," he laughed, shaking his head. "Just relax and enjoy yourself. That's enough thanks for me right there. Just relax."

He kissed her cheek again and smiled.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie sighed, and then just watched him for a moment, quietly. Thoughts were rolling back to her now, but not in as tense-making a way.

"Thank you," she said. And then, before giving him a chance to protest, "Not for that."

[necroslacker]

"Hmm?" He slid his leg against hers and gave her a light smile. "What for?"

[whenshewasnice]

"For..." Well, she didn't really know how to put it. Not when she didn't really want to acknowledge the vulnerability she'd showed off earlier in words. "Being you, I guess."

[necroslacker]

"That's the only person I can be," he murmured, nuzzling her cheek slightly. "You're welcome. Thanks for being you too."

See, he wasn't making her talk about it.

[whenshewasnice]

And Natalie was very, very glad about that. She gave a content sigh and closed her eyes again. "We don't have to pack yet, do we?"

[necroslacker]

"I don't think so," Sam said, shaking his head and settling down again. "There's time. Lots and lots of..."

He sighed and settled down close to her again. "...time."

[whenshewasnice]

"Okay. Good."

Then they could just... stay, for a while. And she could turn more towards him and pretend she hadn't gotten selfconscious about anything at all, and she could just enjoy herself for a while.

Seemed good.