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I'M BEING ATTACKED

3AM

Genre: husband!Chan, smut (ish), fluff

Warnings: cockwarming, suggestive

Request: no

Member: Chan

A/N: Please reblog :]

When she feels a pair of familiar bare arms wrapping around her bare waist at nearly three in the morning, Y/N's eyes immediately snap open from her weak slumber. She shivers at the sudden flood of heat from her husband's naked body, and she curls her feet into the bed sheets as she stretches, melting back into his arms. He's brought in the fresh scent of rain with him, and she notices faintly that rain is heaving pattering against the bedroom window.

She snuggles further into the duvet, trying to get as cosy as possible in order to savour the moody weather as much as possible.

"Hey baby," Chan whispers as he moves closer to her. He rests his chin on her shoulder, his torso pressed against her back as he encloses her in his embrace. His lips ghost over the skin of her neck as he kisses her softly. "I missed you so much."

"Really?" Y/N smiles; she leans her head back and lets it fall back onto her husband's shoulder as his fingers start to caress over her midsection, up to the curve of the underside of her breasts. "Why'd you take so long to come home then?"

Chan chuckles quietly, his body shaking against hers. "I'm sorry princess. Got caught up with work."

"Mmm you always say that," Y/N grins in the dark, and she sighs softly when Chan's hands start to massage her breasts, his fingertips slightly cold ftom outside and causing goosebumps to prickle against her skin.

"I know," Chan whispers. He ducks his face and continues to drop kisses along the warm juncture of Y/N's neck and shoulder. "I'll make it up to you."

Y/N can already feel a dull hardness pressed against her lower back as her husband continues to leisurely smooth his hands over her body. He takes his time, his fingers kissing her stomach and thighs, his breathing stirring the hair at the nape of her neck as he leans closer tonher.

"Oh really? And how do you plan on doing that?" Y/N turns around in Chan's arms so the front of her body is flush up against his chest. She can see him immediately flushing in the darkness, and she can't help but laugh; for despite how much this man flirts and acts like a sexual expert, deep down, he really is quite shy.

Chan chuckles. He slides his hands down Y/N's back; they're already as close as possible but he grabs her behind and tries to pull her even closer. He smiles against Y/N's lip when she slings a leg over his waist in response, tangling herself in his body.

"You know how," Chan breathes. He playfully bites her lower lip before pushing into her; Y/N gasps at the fullness inbetween her legs and she raises her head to meet his lips with hers.

She kisses him softly. She missed him too, and truthfully, couldn't wait for him to get home. Something about the way Chan kisses her north hungrily yet slowly makes her think perhaps the same thought had been on his mind all day too.

"I really fucking missed you," Chan groans, reading her mind. He squeezes her behind and Y/N tugs on his hair slightly, her arms hooked around his neck.

"You did, or your dick did?" Y/N giggles into his mouth; she clenches around him and Chan breathes heavily, dropping his forehead into the crook of her neck.

"We both did," he grins, and Y/N can't help but burst into laughter as she hugs him tighter.

She brings her hands to his face and gently caresses his cheeks as she peppers kisses all over his skin, the man smiling under her touch. He stays buried inside of her as they both explore each other with their hands, their breathing mingling and the duvet pulled high over their heads to block out any draughts of cold.

"Well, the whole of me missed you," Y/N says. "You better come home earlier tomorrow."

Chan suddenly laughs. He pulls her closer by the waist and kisses her deeply, his tongue skating across her lips as his lashes dance along the cheekbones. "Baby," he chuckles. "It's Saturday tomorrow."

"Oh shit, really?" Y/N asks. Her eyes are closed again as Chan begins to attack her neck with kisses again, and she can feel sleep suddenly crawling up on her with the tenderness of her husband's touch.

"Yeah," Chan smiles. "Well, today. You know what I mean."

"Oh," Y/N hums. She lets the man push her onto her back, her legs wrapping around his waist as he climbs ontop of her. His body weight is a welcome feeling ontop of her and she groans with satisfaction as he lays on her body. "Any plans?"

Chan kisses her chest as he lays his head down. His arms are still around her body, and he sighs in bliss at the warmth surrounding him. "I have a few ideas," he yawns. "They all include you."

Y/N splutters. "You mean, doing the laundry?"

The two of them start giggling all over again and Chan drops more kisses onto her chest as he nuzzles his face into the crook of her neck. He rests one of his hands on her cheek, absent mindedly caressing her skin as they both shut their eyes.

"Sure," Chan yawns. "Whatever you want, baby girl."

Y/N means to reply, but before she knows it, sleep wins; they're both out like lights, curled up into each other in the most intimate way two people can be. Outside the rain continues to hammer against the window, the sound a soothing backdrop that follows them into their peaceful dreams where their souls meet once again, forever and always entwined.

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Groans and hugs them, burying his face into their hair. He's tired and needs cuddles to recharge.

Enkidu found their most peaceful moments tucked in the back of a garden, amongst the plants with soil beneath their fingers.  They were a creation of the earth  —  clay  —  and time fostered amongst its most simple lives still rings true.  There is a sense of peace when the light lays low  (  still shining through the leaves  )  as they keep to themselves.

There are not many in this place they are prone to seek out. 

Stillness broken by the sound of footsteps.  They did not bother to look up  (  over  )  to acknowledge the approach.  Just the tilt of their head, hand moving to lightly grasp his shirt.  A commonplace; this ritual.  Seeking a refuge from the chaotic mess of life amongst the others.  From hard won fights and mended skin.  Enkidu was more than willing to allow the other respite in their presence  —  the face tucked into their hair accepted with a hum.  Posture moving to bring the caster into a more comfortable position  (  their own head tucked right alongside  ).  The others tired distress not hard to feel, grasped in gentle hands as Enkidu’s fingers combed through snow with head on shoulder.  The song murmuring out in its own hushed crescendo. 

Moments stolen not much, but enough.

a comic about someone who gets a visit from the reaper a bit sooner than expected, but has someone whos been waiting for them 

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