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“Ugh!” Gold plopped herself sideways on the couch, sighing animatedly hoping for a little bit of attention from her husband, Len, who was currently cooking dinner for the them and friends of theirs who should be coming sometime soon.
“Something wrong honey?” Len spoke up, pausing his seasoning to look back at his partner.
“No,” she lies before looking towards Len, “Well- I was at work and working really hard on a jumpsuit which- FYI was and still IS adorable.”
“So? What’s wrong with that?“ He raises a brow.
“I was getting ready to show my boss the impeccable work in progress when her snobby little ASSISTANT decided to wreck my fucking confidence with her small little remarks and I couldn’t even work up the stupid courage to tell her about it!” Gold groaned before burying her head into a pillow. Her husband sighed and slowly placed the sauce to a low simmer. Len sat beside Gold, gently rubbing her back. A smile crept upon his as he felt her lean back into his soft touch. The aquarist pulled her closer, prompting his wife to lie in his neck. She continued her complaints.
“I mean- do you know how pathetic that is-?! An ex- queen slash princess is SCARED of the opinions of some guy who probably has no idea how much my net worth basically is?!” Her hand spreads out before grabbing at her hair. “I just… I seriously just need a moment to breathe.”
Len felt her frown into his neck and his heart aches a little. His normally bright and confident lover was now sulking like a child. He would chuckle if it wasn’t upsetting him seeing her sad. As she settles herself closer into Len, he thinks of ways to cheer her up.
Think, Len… You’ve been married to her for YEARS. Surely, there’s something you could do, right?
He looks down at her. Usually when he’s upset about not doing enough, which is rare, Gold is around to make him feel better with her praising words. Should he try that with her? Would he sound cheesy as hell? Yes. But anything’s worth a shot to try and see her smile. Len gently moves a very disgruntled and confused Gold off his lap, and lays her down on the couch. His hand rested on her waist as he pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“Ignore her,” Len mumbles, “I know your work is good and I’m sure your boss will think so too.” He presses a kiss to her forehead. Then to her nose. Her cheeks. Her lips.
“W- what are you doing?” Gold asked with a raised brow, not minding the sudden attention.
“I can’t just tell my wife she’s doing amazing and doesn’t need to stress about people who are jealous?”
“I didn’t say you couldn’t,” she interjects, “but I am saying it’s a surprise that you’re being so forward.”
“Hm. I should probably fix that then, right?” Soon, Len was practically dragging his mouth down her body, undoing any pieces of clothing that managed to get in his way. He was about to finish with her shirt when he suddenly heard a bubbly crackle from the kitchen. Len quickly remembered the sauce still “simmering” on the stove.
“Crap.” Len mutters before quickly getting up and giving his attention to their dinner. Gold was left sitting very confused at her normally sweet and idiotic husband taking charge tonight. Most of the time, it was her. Though, she wasn’t going to pretend like this wasn’t a nice change in pace. After a few minutes, a sigh of relief came from his lips.
He had stopped the sauce from burning and went back to his wife, who was petting their shared cat X.
“Did I make you wait long? Sorry, I was trying to—”
“Yeah, yeah, being real romantic and smooth here. Why don’t you pick up where you left off, hm?” Gold let X run off someplace else, leaving them alone once more.
“R-Right. Yeah.” He chuckled. Len went back to undressing Gold, determined to make her forget about her worries tonight. He murmured sweet nothings into her ear as her top slowly became undone. He even “unintentionally” left hickeys around her body.
“You’re so beautiful.. ” Len whispered breathlessly as he undid her bra, staring at the soft brown mounds that belonged to his wife. Was the room feeling hotter or was it just his cheeks?
“Len, you’ve seen them before,” Gold chuckles. “Why are you so red?”
“It’s not like you just get used to seeing something like this over night,” he mumbled, pressing a gentle kiss to her left breast. After a few minutes passing of kissing and clothing removal, Len paused. He looked at her soaking entrance with hesitant eyes and something else: desire.
His eyes flickered up to his wife’s eyes, silently begging asking for permission. At her soft nod, he pressed a soft kiss to her clit before lining himself up with her pussy. Her eyes met his once more before he presses himself inside. Gold let out a soft moan before grabbing onto his shoulders, digging into his back.
“Fuck,” she shivered, “I’ll never get over how good you feel sometimes.” Len let out a chuckle before going all the way in. He let himself settle inside her before moving in and out with practiced ease. He angles himself to hit a certain spot that he knew she loved.
Len leaned down to press his lips against Gold with passion, his wife returning with equal fervor. Her hands tangled above in his hair, losing herself in the dark locks and the kiss. He eagerly slid his tongue into her mouth, happy about the reciprocation.
“Are we sure raw was the best way to go about this?” Gold manages to whimper out after a few thrusts and moans interrupting her.
“What, are you suddenly worried I can’t—”
“Obviously not. I’m just thinking about precautions, especially when I—” Gold pressed herself back against Len, going further than both of them expected. Their voices moaned together in a beautiful song of lovemaking. The two paused, not expecting either one to make such a lewd noise.
“Fuck, don- don’t do that again…” Len chuckles nervously, wondering if he messed up when he moaned, making himself look submissive… weird. “I’m not gonna cum just because you’re doing stupid shit.” She smirks a little but continued the soft gentle pace they had already set.
Len pulled Gold on top of him, his hands placed perfectly above her ass to move her up and down. Their resumed gentle tongue dance slowly became something deeper, revealing the underlying need for the other. Len’s thrusts up became frantic, desperate for release. Gold decides to meet him halfway, matching his pace when she went down.
So close… Len thought.
Until..
DING DONG! The couple froze on top of each other. Who the hell could be at their door?
“Yo,” A familiar voice called. Bird.
“Anyone hommeee?” Soren.
The two had completely forgotten about inviting them over for dinner! Talk about bad timing.
“Just a sec-!” Gold calls out to him as they scramble to put on their clothes and fix the couch as if nothing were happening just a few seconds before.
Len opens the door, Gold fixing the sides of his hair as they approach.
“Hey- guys!” They said in eerie unison, making Bird and Soren look at each other.
“Were you two just—“ Soren started.
“Cleaning up before you arrived? Yes. Yes, we were.” Gold cut him off, trying to avoid the topic of their earlier activities. The couple quickly push their guests to the table, sliding each other a knowing glance before serving out dinner.