Her Nebula was definitely the calmer of the pair while her temper flared quickly and burned brightly.  Cross Chryseum and she had no qualms about ripping heads from shoulders.  It was most definitely an act first and ask questions later mentality.  Yet in the bedroom (or really wherever the mood struck), it was he who was in control.  His quiet yet firm command of<i>Tummy, please</i>was obeyed immediately as she rolled over slowly, stretching to occupy the length of the bed.<br/><br/>It was then that he began to wage war on her earlobes.  The entirety of her skin erupted in goosebumps as she submitted to his oral attention, his warm breath contrasting with the nips from his teeth.  He was tormenting her and she knew it.  Whines and whimpers and other sounds of protest dripped from her lips like honey.  It was the touch of that hardness wrapped in velvety soft skin trailing down the length of her back that finally inspired her to move.  Where before, she had laid still to luxuriate in his touch, now she was arching and moving beneath him to maintain contact.<br/><br/>His fascination with her derriere was well-documented.  Chrys was never sure which he loved first - her tush or the Jello.  Whichever it was, the way he played with his food and thought of her toned bottom was the strangest compliment she had ever received but because it was from<i>him</i>, it was one of the best compliments she had ever received.<br/><br/>Her hands tightened on the sheets as she resisted every urge in her body screaming at her to flip over and pull him against and into her. The other half of her soul took delight in making his whatever-cute-pet-name-was-currently-being-used squirm and ache with want.  Her legs spread easily to the position he wanted them in as her hips lifted from the bed.  He was skilled with his mouth, she would give him that.  Unable to quiet herself anymore, she turned face down into the bed so the mattress could absorb her curse words and pleas for him to<i>don’t stop please don’t stop oh god I want you</i>.  More than once they had been called to Nowak’s or Draper’s office for a lecture about appropriate sexual behavior, part of which revolved around watching the volume so as not to make the rest of the people in the building uncomfortable.<br/><br/>Soon enough though, he was in position and preparing to take her to planes of ecstasy that only existed in cheesy romance novels.  Her hips lifted further off the bed as she sensed him behind her, her knees sliding under to present her bottom half nice and pretty like for him.  It wasn’t often that he teased her for so long; it must have been his version of retribution for her behavior in the cafeteria.<br/><br/>It was his extended game of Just the Tip that turned her language into a stream of four-letter words, promises, begging, and pleading.  She would do his workouts for him or his chores or anything else he didn’t want to do if he would just give her that one thing she wanted, that one thing that was entering her slowly and yet not enough.<br/><br/>Finally, she could stand no more of his blasted teasing.  Her knees hiked up under her to provide some leverage, her hands tightening on the sheets for grip and she pushed back into him with a breathy exclamation of “Oh fuck, babe..”.  Nebula no longer had a choice in the matter.  His hard length was exactly where it belonged - deep inside his woman.<br/><br/>This was the moment when their bodies took over.  There was no more thinking.  Just two beings taking extreme pleasure in each other.  Their bodies began to push and pull against each other, thrusting and meeting each other’s every movement.  The temperature in the room began to creep upwards thanks to their body heat but they paid it no mind.  There were more important things to worry about here, mainly ensuring the pleasure of their partner.<br/><br/>The golden-eyed, freckle-faced woman released the poor abused sheet to reach back and grip his hip tightly.  Her fingers would mar his skin but she knew from prior experience that he wouldn’t mind one single solitary bit.  “I love you so much,” her voice was thick with pleasure as that delicious friction began to light a fire deep in the pit of her stomach.  Oh, the things he did to her.