She hums quietly and nuzzles against my shoulder as I sit on the edge of the bed. In return, I crane my neck to turn and kiss her forehead, earning a pleased little coo. It's hardly uncommon for her to be in an affectionate mood, but I enjoy it nonetheless.
"You're warm," she notes, wrapping her arms around my waist as she presses up close behind me, "You're warm and I like cuddling you and I'm gonna do that all night." I reach over my shoulder to stroke her hair a little. At this angle I can't really run my hand through its full length or anything, but some contact is better than none. She'd already brushed it before coming to bed, calming the mild frizziness into gentle waves.
"I do like cuddling you," I remark, "It's five degrees out, so cuddles are more than called for." It's not particularly cold in our house, but even so, cuddling on a cold winter's night is a no-brainer.
"Mmm, come on, then," she purrs, pulling me further onto the bed, "Cuddles!" I let myself be pulled down onto the bed to lie beside her, rolling onto my side to face her. Smiling at me, she shifts closer and gives me a kiss.
"I'm so comfy," she sighs as she nestles into my arms, "I don't even want to move to get under the covers."
"Well, I can try to keep you warm without them," I remark, "I can think of a few ways to heat you up."
"Not tonight, probably," she replies, shrugging but nuzzling in against my chest. I run my hand through her hair slowly and gently, able to stroke the full length now. It was long when we met, and three years of growth have gotten it almost down to her waist.
"If you're not feeling sexy, that's fine," I assure her, leaning down to kiss her scalp, "We can just cuddle."
"Like, I want to but I don't," she explains, rolling away from me and onto her back, "I'm exhausted, but I could definitely go for an orgasm..."
"Would you like to just lie back and be a pillow princess?" I ask, propping myself up on my elbow and smiling down at her, "If you're tired, I'm happy to just pamper you for a bit."
"Hmmmmm, that does sound nice," she remarks, closing her eyes and splaying out her limbs, "I'll just lie here while you make me feel good." At her go-ahead, I lean in to start planting kisses on her cheek. I begin to lightly massage one of her breasts with one hand while I start kissing down her neck. For my efforts, I am rewarded with a quiet, happy moan.
"Alright, this was a good life choice," she sighs, a smile in her voice, "But be careful with my tits, they're a little tender tonight."
"I'll be very gentle, then," I reply, lightly pressing my lips to the soft skin of one of her breasts while still gently squeezing the other, "No biting or pinching, just kisses and light touches."
"Perfect," she murmurs, "It's a real comfy, gentle kind of night." She runs a hand up to my shoulder, gripping it loosely.
"Comfy and gentle is good," I agree, starting to kiss down her chest.
"Sorry if you'd been hoping for intense, kinky sex," she says as I pause to press kisses to her soft belly, "I'm listening to my body, and my body is telling me she just wants one cozy little orgasm tonight." I drag my fingers through her bush, stopping only when they find her warm, wet pussy. She draws in a breath as I slide two fingers into her, slowly and gently curling them up against her g-spot. Settling in for my work, I rest my head on her thigh.
"I can probably provide one of those," I reply, smiling to myself. She's the one requesting gentle, cozy sex, but I have to admit that it sounds pretty nice to me, too.
As I massage her g-spot, she lazily brings a hand up to play with her breasts. Her breathing is slow and deep, relaxed rather than elated. Given the situation, that's fitting. Still, I earn quiet little moans as I curl my fingers within her.
Deciding to move things forward a little, I move up and bring my face close to her groin. Heat radiates off of her as I lean down to press my lips to her clit. I hear her draw in a breath, and I proceed to gently lick. It doesn't take long for her to reach down to run a hand through my hair, caressing my head as I go down on her.
"Mmm," she groans as I start to suck on her clit, "Yeah, that's good. More of that." At her request, I continue to suck, occasionally flicking my tongue across the tip. At the same time, I press my fingers against her g-spot a little faster and a little harder. Still not too intense, of course, but enough to start pushing her towards climax.
"I'm gonna cum, love," she murmurs after a few minutes, fist clenching around a handful of my hair, "Keep going, I'm gonna cum!" Following her directions, I continue my ministrations, sucking a little harder and pumping my fingers a little faster. I can feel her walls clenching around my fingers as she approaches orgasm.
"I'm cumming," she breathes. She tenses, her vagina clenches in spasms, and she lets out a long, pleased moan. As she relaxes, I gradually ease off. A minute or so after she cums, I draw my fingers out of her. I drag them through her bush and then up across her stomach as I climb back up to rest face to face with her. Her eyes bat open after a second, and she glances over at me, a tired smile on her lips.
"That was perfect, dear," she states, turning her head to look at me directly, "How's your cock feeling?" I had been focusing on her enjoyment and pleasure, but I'm definitely pretty hard after all this.
"Oh, pretty stiff and eager," I reply, "But don't worry, it's fine." She shrugs and shakes her head.
"I changed my mind," she declares, bringing a hand up to cup my cheek, "I'd like for you to make love to me. I want you to get off, too, and I want to feel you inside me." I had been content to just focus on her pleasure tonight, but I'm all too happy to enjoy some PIV, too.
