Homecoming

[a_libertine]

Marc kissed her deeply allowing his hand to trail down her back until he could cup her cheeks.

As she left, "Fair warning, if you aren't wearing panties tonight when I get there, I will carry you into the bathroom and fill you."

He spent the day looking for a job, with little by way of results. He was beginning to be thankful that he had the fall back position of re-enlisting.

He spent a couple hours with Chas, the conversation not as free flowing as it had been when they were kids, but not terribly strained either.

At 8:00 he arrived at the diner and saw Chelsea. He walked over to her and kissed her gently. "Table for 1 please."

 

[sandi_grl]

Chelsea finished off the math homework she had left and dove in on her psychology research paper, deciding on the topic of cognitive therapy and it's effectiveness for various mental health issues. As she found her way through the pages of her textbook and various websites, she wondered at times what else had Marc been dealing with? Was it just nightmares?

Work went by neither quickly nor slowly. It was the same shift, different than day.

She kissed Marc back when he found his way to her at 8:00. Chelsea grabbed a glass and filled it with ice and Coke before taking him to a table. “Do you want the same thing as last time, or should I chance you writing on a menu again?" she asked with a smile.

 

[a_libertine]

Marc grinned, "Yep, you should always risk the menu."

He settled into the booth and looked up at Chelsea. He opened his mouth, then shut it a moment then started over, "Is my favorite item here on the menu?"

 

[sandi_grl]

Chelsea smirked and shook her head. "No," she said slowly with a giggle. "That's on the secret menu and you can only get that later."

 

[a_libertine]

Marc looked at her, and nodded, "I look forward to dessert."

He glanced at the menu and saw the burger selection. He pointed at the bottom selection, the 'Godzilla.' It had four 1/2 pound burger patties, Wasabi spread, three different cheeses, water chestnuts, and all manner of eastern vegetables.

Marc muttered, "Fuck yeah, give me that and remind me to work out tomorrow. "

 

[sandi_grl]

Bending lover to see what he was pointing at, she shook her head at him and had to resist rolling her eyes. "And I have no doubt that you will finish all of that." Patting his arm, she walked off to put the order in and check on her other tables.

About 15 minutes she was back, plate with burger and fries held in one hand, Coke refill in the other. "Here you go."

 

[a_libertine]

Marc watched Chelsea, it really had turned into his favorite past time. He wondered of her hips swung like when he wasn't watching. Part of him hoped to hell not. The rest of him hoped so; a sight so beautiful as her walking should be shared, but not the rest of her. That he wanted all to himself.

The realization stunned him.

Not that he wanted her as his girlfriend. That he knew. The fact he wanted some sort of exclusivity; which was a new concept for him.

He had never wanted to be tied down like that in the past. He looked up as she arrived with the 'Godzilla.' His smile was weak, almost as if he were not well. "Thank you, baby," he said.

He reached over and touched her wrist. He looked at her and asked, " Can I skip dinner and have my dessert first, and last?"

 

[sandi_grl]

Chelsea leaned over and gave him a quick kiss, moving her hand to link her fingers with his. "I have 30 minutes left, and my two last tables are about ready to leave." She stole a French fry. "Think you could wait that long?"

 

[a_libertine]

Marc shook his head, "No. I think I might starve."

She flounced off with a spring in her step. He watched her go to one of the other tables, his food momentarily forgotten. He picked up the 6 inch tall sandwich and began eating it. The Wasabi paste brought tears to his eyes, and cleared his sinuses almost instantly.

He was crying by the time Chelsea came back round, and he wailed plaintively, "The horror, the pain!"

He smiled at her, then wailed again, "You could have warned me."

 

[sandi_grl]

"Hey, I don't tell customers what they should and shouldn't eat." She lost the battle of fighting off her giggles at his pitiful complaint.

Pulling a clean napkin from the pocket of her apron, she wiped the tears from his face as she sat on the edge of his seat. "Can't handle a little heat?"

 

[a_libertine]

Marc eyed his coke then downed it, which helped not at all. If anything, it washed around in his mouth seemingly finding previously unburned surfaces of his tongue, and renewing his pain.

He didn't quite howl but his eyes shut and his head shot back. "Oh fuck baby,"

He opened the eyeball closest to her and asked maybe jokingly, "Maybe I should eat you out with this tongue."

 

[sandi_grl]

She shook her head at him, standing to go get him some milk. "The tongue, yes. Covered in Wasabi, no." His comment did give her an idea for later though...

Chelsea was gone and back within a minute, glass of milk and bowl of vanilla ice cream in hand.

"Let me go cash out my tips and I'll be ready to go when you are."

 

[a_libertine]

Marc attacked the ice cream a man possessed. The relief was slow in coming, but it did come. When Chelsea came back, he kissed her deeply.

"I forgot just how bland army food was until now. Remind me not to do that again."

He caressed hard leg, "Ready to take me home so I can take advantage of you?"

 

[sandi_grl]

Chelsea paused for a moment. "Don't do that again," she reminded him, a joking note in her voice. "Is the food really that boring?"

She followed him out the door to her car. "Sorry about the burger, I've never had it so I didn't know the Wasabi was that spicy."

 

[a_libertine]

Marc opened the door for her and closed it. He started walking around the vehicle and stopped. Instead he got in behind Chelsea and closed the door.

He wrapped his hands around her and cupped her tits pinching her nipples between forefinger and middle finger. "Drive baby, drive."

 

[sandi_grl]

Chelsea gasped as she reversed out of the spot. "And here I thought you were going to get your hand up my skirt and find I wasn't wearing any panties again."

She drove the short distance to the motel, nearly rear-ending as his fingers distracted her.

 

[a_libertine]

He pulled on one of her nipples as his other hand dropped to verify that, yep, no panties guarding her wet slit. As Chelsea got onto the Washington get get back to the motel, he sunk a finger into her.

As the pulled into the parking lot of the hotel, the finger that was repeatedly sinking one joint deep into her was joined by a second digit. He whispered into her ear, his mouth caressing her earlobe, "I am going to make you beg for an orgasm tonight, baby."

 

[sandi_grl]

She closed her eyes and let her head fall back against the head rest, making an indistinguishable noise at his threat, his promise.

"Not like you haven't done it before." His fingers excited her, but did nothing to bring her more than a sliver of pleasure as he teased her.

 

[a_libertine]

Marc smiled into her neck as he nibbled on it. He loved the taste of her skin, the feel of it didn't suck either.

His hands roamed around her body, pushing the polyester aside when he could and through it when necessary. "Baby," he started, "maybe you should climb back here with me. Awfully lonely back here."

 

[sandi_grl]

"Shoulda thought about before sitting back there," she sassed, unbuckling the seat belt and then climbing between the front seats. Using the back of the bench seat as support, she brought her right leg over his and straddled his thighs, skirt of her uniform hiking up around her hips.

Dipping her head down, she kissed and nibbled and bit along his neck and trap, anywhere where the neckline of his shirt wasn't covering. "Now what?"

 

[a_libertine]

Marc lifted Chelsea up far enough to loosen his jeans and yank them down to his knees. He lowered her slowly onto his cock. He sighed as she slowly sank down.

Once she settled into place, he kissed her as his hands mauled her ass cheeks. He looked into her eyes and whispered, "I don't ever want to be without you."

 

[sandi_grl]

Years of bottled up emotions and feelings poured through her. She only hoped that she was right about the meaning behind his words, words left unspoken.

Chelsea kissed him in response, not wanting to say something stupid, bruising her mouth against his lips, tongue slowly wrestling with his. She rolled her hips, grinding against him, keeping their bodies pressed tightly together.

 

[a_libertine]

It was the most intense lovemaking Marc had ever participated in. He could feel everything she felt for him pouring out of her through her hips.

He clutched at her. His hands so tight against her hips that his knuckles long since turned white.

Not word was spokenot as she slowly rolled her hips as he thrust up in micro movements that felt like the world was teetering.

He latched onto her neck with his mouth, sucking, nibbling, biting her on his was to a release so powerful, Marc didn't know where he was any longer.

 

[sandi_grl]

Lust, want, thirst, need. Chelsea savored the sting of his nibbles and bites on her neck, the pleasurable pain of his fingers digging into her skin. She continued to rock her hips over him and she clung to him as he reached release.

 

[a_libertine]

He sat there holding Chelsea as his member softened inside her. He kissed her, "I guess I lied about making you beg."

Looking at her, he lifted her up and fastened his pants. He turned to her, and said, "I didn't lie about the I don't ever want to be without you. I want you with me. Always."