timewasting | OPEN POST 2020.

[ she grins a little, once she feels him reciprocate the kiss — he’s awake, sort of, and she responds gently, her thumb moving over his cheek. and after a moment, she murmurs:]

Good morning.

[ — against his lips, shifting to press her lips against the corner of his mouth, and then his jaw, before settling back into her pillow, hand still gently caressing his face. ]

[ He's waking up slowly but surely, quirking a smile when she kisses the corner of his mouth. It's tempting to let that be all and drift off again, but he can't ignore the soft brush of her thumb to his cheek.

Or the sight of her so close, long hair fanned out on her pillow. Her grin still lingers in her eyes and he feels the familiar skip of his pulse at the sight.

Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he shifts so he can kiss her again, murmuring a return: ]

Good morning. [ Before he keeps going, kissing her jaw and dipping his head to press another to her neck. ]

[ the movement is lazy, as inej returns his kiss before tilting her head back to allow him room to kiss her neck — and it sort of tickles, just a little, which prompts a chuckle to rise in her throat.

once he’s done pressing a kiss to her neck, she brushes her lips against his jaw, eyes bright. ]

Did you sleep well?

[ as she shifts back to his lips, her kiss soft. ]

[ He shifts back up when he's done kissing her neck. At least for the time being, allowing her to kiss his jaw. ]

Extremely. [ The return kiss is slightly less soft as he starts to wake up more, morning lethargy slowly being replaced by eager wakefulness. He settles a hand on her hip, his pinky just brushing the skin where her shirt doesn't cover. ]

Did you?

[ she enjoys these mornings, where they get to peacefully enjoy each other. most times, it just dissolved into salaciousness, which is fine by inej... depending on the day, anyway. and she idly wonders whether this morning was going to be one of those mornings when she decides that she wants to move.

so when Kaz leans over her, inej uses his weight to flip him onto his back, inej suddenly straddling his hips with her hair falling askew over her shoulders. and she dips down to return his kiss, responding with a grin: ]

I did.

[ peaceful. no bad dreams. ]

[ Sometimes, this is as far as it went; lazy kisses trades back and forth until they're both awake enough to pull themselves out of bed. Or rather, until they decide it's probably best to get up and get to the things they'd intended to do.

Other times, it went from laziness to something a bit more heated. This seems to be one of those times, as she easily flips him onto his back, settling her weight across his hips. There's an immediate hitch in his breath as she does, both from the surprise and the rush of pleasure that slides down his spine. ]

Hmm. [ He starts, tilting his mouth into the kiss and pulling back with a grin that mirrors hers. ] Can I help you with something?

[ Both his hands set at the sides of her neck and he doesn't wait for an immediate answer, kissing her again, this one a little deeper than the last. ]

[ she hums into the kiss, almost thoughtful as she bends easily to respond in earnest, her hips purposefully rolling downward in a gentle sway against his own. ]

Maybe.

[ thoughtfully, as she kisses his cheek, then lowers herself to murmur in his ear: ]

I do not want to get out of bed yet.

[ as she rocks her hips again, the movement still fairly lazy. ]

Do you?

Not at all.

[ The only appropriate response right now, with her rocking her hips against his and her mouth tilted so close.

He rolls his hips up, equally lazy, moving his hands down to her knees. Slowly, he drags his palms up her thighs, the motion eventually lifting the hem of her night shirt. ]

I think I can provide a distraction. [ Oh, they both know he can. He leaves her shirt where it's bunched at her hips, skimming his fingers over her chest through the fabric. ]

[ there's a laugh, at the comment, before she settles back on her knees, surveying him with half a grin, amused. ]

Can you?

[ his hands wander, but inej doesn't stop him, instead appearing to think to herself if such a distraction is worth the wait. ]

We have a lot to do today.

[ delicately walking her fingers along his stomach, humming to herself. ]

We need to buy more food. And furniture.

Extreme likelihood.

[ He's gotten pretty good at it. Not quite as good as Inej is, especially when she coerces him away from work, but still. ]

A city isn't built in a day. [ Does that apply to houses? Probably not. Does he care? No. They do need to get a dining table and some chairs at the very least, but that's floating at priority number 20 on his list of things to do right now.

Because she isn't stopping him, he slides one hand to the small of her back, fingertips tracing up her spine. His other hand palms her breast through her shirt, thumbing across a nipple. ]

[ he makes a fairly convincing argument, with how his hands wander, and she hums to herself before she catches his hand running over her chest by the wrist. but it isn't an aggressive motion or a panicked one.

instead, she tugs his hand a little closer, kissing his palm. ]

I think houses might be quicker.

[ she murmurs, kissing his palm again, before shifting to kiss his fingers. ]

Maybe we should buy the city and find out.

[ She catches his hand and there's a fraction of a second where he pauses, wondering if he's pushed a bit. The tension releases when she kisses his palm, the brush of her lips making him shiver. ]

Houses still aren't built in a day. [ Maybe a few days. Another shiver goes through him when she presses her lips to his fingers– even though he hasn't worn his gloves in the day to day in a while, the skin is still relatively soft. Sensitive. ]

Why not? [ The council would have a few things to say about that but they've had opinions about him for a while now. He still holds that threat over their head and they haven't seen fit to call him on it.

His fingers keep tracing up and down her spine and then drop to trace the waistband of her underwear around to her front. ]

[ she rests his hand against her cheek, lowering herself just enough so he doesn't have to stretch too much. his free hand wandering along her lower stomach tickles just a little, but she resists the urge to laugh.

the why not brings a grin to her features, though. ]

Because we don't need a city.

[ though saints knows the city would faint if inej ghafa and kaz brekker were in charge of it. though, as that thought crosses her mind . . . ]

Besides, we already own it.

[ in a different way. maybe not financially, with deeds and contracts and whatever else you need to own something. but nobody dares to cross them. not after van eck tried, and failed, and was summarily ruined for being stupid enough to tear them to pieces. ]

[ With his palm pressed against her cheek, he brushes his thumb across it gently. Her face brightens with the grin and he feels a swell of affection, returning the expression crookedly. ]

Fairly true. [ The council is aware of it. Most of the city is aware of it, really. How could they not be, after what happened to Van Eck? After they've continued to build their reputation throughout the city?

It's not like Ketterdam will ever bow to anything other than kruge, but they do have a certain amount of sway.

Kaz slides the backs of his fingers up to her stomach and then down again, dipping just below the waistband of her underwear, brushing through her curls. ]

So, captain, what will it be?

[ his fingers dipping into the waistband of her underwear causes a slight curl of anticipation to form in her stomach, and inej shifts to remove his hand from her cheek, dipping down to kiss him briefly before shifting to kiss his cheek, and then his jaw. ]

I think I can clear the rest of my morning.

[ as if she's the one being inconvenienced, and not him. ]

[ He tilts his head into the kisses, the hand dipping into her underwear going further, fingertips brushing her folds. ]

Well then, we should make the best of it. [ His other hand slides up her side and then settles at the back of her neck as he tugs her up for a proper kiss. There's no time limit, so his touch is simply teasing. Light and clearly avoiding her clit. ]

[ she goes with him easily, grinning into the kiss as his hand dips into her underwear. his touch is light, purposefully so, and inej hums softly to herself before shifting her weight.

she pushes herself up onto her knees to gently tug his hand free from her underwear, shifting the garment down onto her hips. she then places her hands near her knees before leaning her upper body forward, taking her weight fully onto her hands as she carefully lifts her legs to scoot the underweight off of her legs completely.

once that is fine, inej adjusts her center of gravity to lean backward, lowering herself back onto his hips and moving her hands to the base of her shirt to tug it off over her head, depositing it on the side of the bed. ]

Much better.

[ she says before lowering herself down for a more earnest kiss. ]

[ His breath is slightly hitched when she pulls away from the kiss and he wants to tug her right back into another one. But then she's leaning away, sitting up on her knees and shimmying out of her panties with seemingly little effort.

Kaz swallows at the sight, currently blessed as he is with a very good view. It runs right through him, curling somewhere at the base of his spine, especially as she follows up with tugging her shirt off.

Suffice to say, he meets her kiss both eager and a bit dazed, his hands cupping her breasts and giving them a playful squeeze. He rolls his hips up to meet hers, sighing into her mouth. ]

[ his hands find her chest and inej hums into the kiss, rocking her hips with his. the friction causes her to roll her hips a bit more, the movement more deliberate now that she’s out of her underwear.

her hands shift downward, to the waistband of his pajama bottoms, and she tugs a bit as she ducks her head down to kiss his neck, and then his collarbone, as she shifts her weight off his hips, moving down a bit to kiss his chest.

she needed these pajama bottoms off, but she’ll get there when she gets there. ]

[ There's a muffled gasp that turns into a groan against her mouth as she returns the motion, her hips shifting against his. His pajama bottoms are in the way but it still feels good, still sends a thrill through him.

That feeling doubles as she works her way down, heat curling under his skin as she gets to his chest, her fingers hooking into his waistband. He does lift his hips a bit, just out of anticipation, one of his hands smoothing across her shoulder, playing with a lock of her hair. ]

[ she slowly works her way down, tugging his pajama bottoms off as she goes. and once she’s situated between his legs, she takes his cock into her hands, gently stroking it.

this part has always been difficult. and it probably always will be. she can feel a ripple of anxiety underneath her skin, pooling in her stomach, but inej focuses for a moment to override it. to center herself in the present, and to keep bad memories at bay.

after all, she’s in her own house. nobody will hurt her here.

it’s really only for a second or two, barely noticeable, but once inej lands squarely in the present, she hums to herself before flattening her tongue against his length, taking a long, slow lick before running her tongue over the tip. ]

[ There's a shudder that runs through him when her hand closes around his cock, hips tilting forward instinctively. He props himself up after a beat, stroking fingers through her hair, knowing she sometimes drifts away trying to do this. They've both gotten better about touching, but her ghosts were a different sort. Harder to shake in certain aspects.

Soon enough, the slightly distant look on her face disappears; she hums, he relaxes a fraction. Though that doesn't last long, all of his nerves alight when she licks, and he exhales sharply, hips tilting forward again. ]

[ there are certain things she still can't do. the first time kaz finished in her mouth, she threw up for what felt like hours, and hadn't slept that night. she hasn't been able to successfully do that since, something about the taste and the motion prompting a physical reaction, followed by trembling and no sleep.

she had felt terrible. she still sort of does, not ever wanting to ruin the balance they've crafted for themselves. but everything is a work in progress, including her own progress.

this specific act is something that she's still working on, a tenuous balance of pleasure and anxiety. now, she knows when she's had enough, and inej is slow and purposeful in her ministrations, careful to avoid the things that she knows will trigger her memories, and focusing on what won't, instead.

like kaz gently stroking his fingers through her hair. no one in her memories ever did that. it was much more aggressive, in grabbing. she still doesn't like her hair pulled.

so she focuses on licking before enclosing her mouth over him, sucking gently as she runs her tongue around the tip. ]

[ He remembers the first time she'd tried this and how awful it had gone. She'd been determined to give it a go and he'd been stupid enough think that was enough reassurance. It had ended poorly, sitting on the bathroom floor with her while she shivered and retched. The shivering hadn't subsided much through the rest of the night while he held her; they hadn't been triggered by anything physical like a chill.

The whole situation is still tenuous and he keeps sliding his fingers through her hair, running the tips along her scalp, keeping the loosened strands away from her face. It's soothing to do and he knows it seems to help keep her grounded, being so different from her memories.

When she puts her mouth over him and sucks, he tilts his head back with a soft groan, pleasure sliding under his skin in a wave. He strokes his hand down her shoulder and arm, cupping his fingers over hers, thumb dragging over the knuckles. ]

[ the feeling of his hand running through his hair causes an exhale against him, the movement soothing. it's gentle, and reassuring, and it puts her in the safe space. and it encourages her to continue to run her tongue around the tip before she pulls off of him, moving to shift back up.

she drags her lips along his stomach before she settles her hips on top of his, sighing to herself to find her focus again.

she can really only do so much, before she feels the prickling of the urge to gag in the back of her throat. but something is better than nothing, and so she dips down to kiss his jaw softly, gently rocking her hips against his, relishing in the feeling of him between her legs. not quite taking him in yet.

this, for some reason, is much easier to conquer than the rest. ]

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