Renee woke much the same way as she fell asleep: wrapped in Gene's embrace, her head against the woman's chest, breathing in the smells she so desperately missed. She took a few moments to get her bearings before shifting away to stretch. Gene made a noncommittal noise of displeasure beside her. "Good morning," she murmured, looking back at her. "Did you sleep well?"
Gene yawned. "Yeah, I guess."
Noodle was still between them at the foot of the bed. He looked up, tilting his head. "Hrm?"
"It would've been bettah if the snup wasn't in the way." She shot him a glare.
"Gene, I know you like him. You don't have to keep acting like you hate Noodle." Renee giggled at the embarrassed blush that tinged Gene's cheeks. She craned her neck to see the clock on the bedside table behind her, but she couldn't manage to see it. "What time is it?"
"Too fucking early." Gene swiped a hand over her eyes.
Noodle jumped down from the bed and scratched at the closed door with a whine. Renee glanced between him and Gene. "Would you mind…?"
Gene groaned as she swung her legs over the edge of the bed, standing up. "Heah, go take a piss." She opened the door just enough for Noodle to wiggle out and shut it behind him.
Renee propped herself up on her pillows. She missed seeing Gene in the mornings; missed being able to drink in Gene's body since Gene didn't seem to believe in wearing pajamas. Half the time she slept nude, though last night she at least kept her underwear on. No bra, though.
As Gene turned Renee felt her face heat up at being caught staring. Gene quirked an eyebrow. "Like what you see, short stack?"
Renee smiled. "I do. Always do." Her eyes glanced down to Gene's breasts before flickering back up to her face. "God, I missed you."
"You know, I still haven't made it up to you yet." Gene sauntered back to the bed, putting more sway into her hips than before.
Renee nibbled her bottom lip and felt something kin to heat spread through her body. "You're gonna have to do something really amazing to make up for that."
"I think I can manage." With one, swift movement Gene jerked the blankets back and to the floor, exposing Renee. She was about to climb onto the mattress when she stopped. "I-I'm sorry, I haven't…"
"It's okay. I look weird, I know." Renee shifted.
It was the first time Gene actually saw proof, real actual proof, that Renee's left leg was gone. She knew of course, logically, but seeing the way Renee's thigh just…stopped was different Seeing the way the cloth of her pajama pants laid limply on the sheets without anything to fill it. "I…"
"I didn't mean to ruin the mood."
"You didn't." Gene snapped her head up. "I mean. I can work with this. Just means I need to be gentle." Her eyes narrowed as she smirked. "And go slowah."
"God damn it, that's not what this means at all!" Renee chucked a pillow at her head.
"Ah ah ah, careful theah. You're still in recovery." Gene crawled onto the bed, settling between Renee's thighs. Her sapphire eyes were dark and half-lidded. "Why don't you relax and just let me do all the work, hm?"
Renee opened her mouth to respond when Gene reached one hand up to trail her stomach. She sank into the pillows with a sigh. "Yeah, okay," she murmured.
Gene worked Renee's pants down first, tossing them to the floor. She shifted to push the redhead's shirt up enough to press a light kiss to her navel. Her lips feathered over the scar that took up most of Renee's belly and she smiled at Renee's soft giggle. "Still pretty ticklish, I see."
"You expected me not to be?"
Gene kissed down to her underwear before moving to pay some attention to the insides of her thighs. Renee gave a soft moan. "I missed this…"
"Me too." Gene glanced up to see Renee had her eyes closed.
Renee could feel Gene kissing down to her right knee before moving back up. She bit her lip when she finally felt the woman hook one strong finger in the band of her panties and start to slowly, achingly slowly, pull them down as well. Her cheeks burned at Gene's huff. "What?" Though she already knew what got her attention.
"You're very impatient."
"You know I prefer my left hand and it's pretty damn hard to get myself off with a broken arm—Oh…"
Gene flicked out her tongue again, swiping at Renee's wet folds. She backed off as Renee jerked her hips. "Relax," she whispered. She pressed a kiss to the inside of her thighs.
Renee grabbed at the sheets beneath her as Gene did it again, pushing further. It'd been far too long since she was last able to release some of her pent-up sexual energy, and even longer since they two had been intimate. She knew it wouldn't take much to push her over the edge but she was bound and determined to let this go on for as long as she could. She bit her lip again to keep a louder moan from escaping.
The redhead couldn't keep it in as Gene swirled her tongue around her clit. Gene chuckled. "Not so loud, you'll wake everyone else up."
"I'm not—" She broke off in a muffled whine.
Gene gently sucked at the bundle of nerves. Renee's hips trembled beneath her and she reached a hand back to steady the woman. Renee let out a strained squeak when Gene flickered her tongue against her. She did it again, receiving a moan this time.
"Gene, I c-can't—I'm—"
Gene shifted to slip a finger in Renee's waiting vagina. She sucked harder, letting her tongue dance about the swollen muscle. Renee moaned above her, panted out something incomprehensible, and her hips bucked.
She pulled back in time to avoid getting a face-full of Renee's pelvis as the redhead rolled again. Renee practically screamed as she tipped over the edge, gripping the sheets, her toes curling, her face flushed. Once she devolved into mewls and soft whimpers, Gene flashed her a wicked smile.
"That was just the appetizah to this fine dining."
Renee groaned. "You're gonna kill me."
"I said I was gonna make up for everything." She settled in for more.
Later in the morning, at breakfast, Gene and Renee ate in relative silence with Elwood and Curie. Noodle made the most noise as he munched his Cram.
Finally, Curie cleared her throat. "While I'm pleased you seem to be feeling better, I believe in zhe future you should per'aps perform such activities with care. I don't want you to aggravate any healing you 'ave left do to."
Renee nearly choked on her Sugar Bombs and Gene quickly downed her coffee to excuse herself.
