Coming home from work is more daunting a task than one would readily assume. A normal nine to five would see her home in time for dinner with her lovely boyfriend Mykel, possibly with time to grab a round at a bar and get a full eight hours of sleep. Unfortunately, she works in the Trauma Center of St. Aloysius Regional Hospital as a trauma surgeon. This means that she works extremely odd, often very long hours. As such, she sometimes comes home when the apartment is dark and Mykel is already asleep, such as tonight. Quietly unlocking the door at four, she enters their apartment, taking off her shoes and wandering into their bedroom. Slipping off her shirt and tights, having left her scrubs at work, she pulls back the covers a gets into bed in only her sports bra.
Leaning over her boyfriend and kissing him softly on the lips, she says, "Hope you're sleeping well, dork."
Stirring, Mykel's eyes open and he tiredly mutters, "I really wasn't. Was cold."
She laughs a little bit, "I'm sure you were."
Bending upwards, he gently presses his lips to hers, "I missed you, Marie."
She gives his upper lip a light nibble, "It's been a few days, hasn't it?"
"You've been working hard. You were supposed to be home four hours ago," Mykel says, eyebrow rising slightly.
"Yeah, it was pretty bad this past week."
"Don't worry about it."
Leaning up, he captures her lips in his. Nibbling lightly, he pulls her down on top of him. After a few moments of languidly making out, he flips them over so that she is lying beneath him. Shortly leaning up, he pulls her with him, tugging at her sports bra. Quickly divesting herself of such offending attire, he pushes her back down. Kissing down her throat, he cannot help nipping at it when she grabs his head and holds it right in the crook of her neck. As she begins to breath more heavily, he starts kissing lower and lower.
Reaching the swell of her breasts, his other hand rises, cupping one while he lavishes attention on the other. Gently squeezing her boob in one hand, he tenderly licks her nipple. Gasps are readily pouring from her mouth as she squirms beneath him.
"Lower. Please."