A/N: For Meowser as usual... xx Mariah
Katie tapped her foot on the floor as she glanced over the menu, but nothing had caught her eye by the time Ned slid in next to her. She may have been sitting in a booth, but it always brought a warm tingling feeling when he didn't want to be separated from her.
After the year they had had it was nice to feel happy again in her daily life. It was even better to get out of Grandview for a little bit every once and a while and Katie and Ned had done that a lot that summer, taking various trips for estate sales that her mom wanted to go to but couldn't because Emma was still too little.
This trip had been to Pittsburgh and they would be leaving in the morning for the drive back to Grandview. While every trip was wonderful, the fun could only last for so long before real life would eventually creep back in and while things were going okay back home it was always a little bit harder to be as happy as she felt right now.
"Finally find the bathroom?" She asked, chewing her lip and looking over the menu again.
"Yeah, it was on the other side of the bar," he said, pulling off his jacket. "Did you notice how there is money taped all around it?"
The fish fry special caught her eye that time and while she was picturing the taste of the freshly fried fish melting in her mouth it was hard to concentrate on what her husband was saying to her. "Sort of," she muttered, looking at the other lunch specials again. "Why?"
He nudged her a little until she looked over at him. "Well on my way back around I got stuck in a clump of people and glanced at a few while making my way through," he told her. "It pretty much is your way of making your mark here and I was thinking we should think of something and put a dollar up there."
"Oh yeah, what would we do?" She asked, glancing back at the menu before she slid it over to him. "All I can think about is the fish fry basket I'm going to get."
Ned smirked and then looked down at the menu. "I'm sure we can think of something before we head back to the hotel," he said and she felt his left arm wind around her waist and his fingertips rest on just a little bit of her thigh. "I think I'm gonna get a burger."
"You always get a burger, Ned," she told him as she pulled her phone out of her purse. She knew him too well to not know what he ordered, let alone what he was suggesting once his hand dipped a little lower to slid up the hem of her dress under the table. "It's in your nature."
When she glanced over at him again to meet his gaze, his hand slid over a little to dip between her thighs until the server walked up a moment later, and then his hand was back by his side. The girl gave them waters and took their orders, and then they were alone again.
Katie had no interest in mindlessly scrolling through her news feed and set her phone on the table. "What kind of game are you playing, huh?" She placed her own hand on his thigh, but Ned feigned innocence, like always, and shrugged.
"I don't know what you're talking about honey." He said and took a sip of his water.
After they finished eating and shared a round or two of drinks, Katie walked confidently into the bathroom, feeling his eyes on her ass and her swaying hips as she walked. She had wanted to know what game he was playing, but he knew the one she was laying out for him.
He was waiting for her to turn around, give him some sort of signal, but she didn't. His heart sank for a moment. Hell, maybe she did just need to go before they went back to the hotel. Ned sure was going to find out though. If the door wasn't locked then he'd take that as the sign.
He placed his empty glass back on the table and strode towards the bathroom. By the time he reached the door, his heart was actually pounding. It was adrenaline surely, but when he pulled on the handle, the door gave. He took a breath and licked his lips, opened the door fully, and stepped inside.
Katie looked up from the sink she was standing in front of. He could tell from the worried glance she gave him that she'd thought for a moment he wasn't coming. As though there was anything he wanted to do more in the world than make his mark with her in this bar just like they'd joked about doing.
She approached him before he did anything, reached behind, and locked the door. He'd never found it so difficult to just stand still with her so close to him. As soon as she'd locked the door he wanted to pick her up and slam her against the nearest surface. He was itching to touch her, and yet, forced himself to stand unflinching and unmoving.
She took a step back, a grin on her glossy red lips. "Someone took their sweet time."
She fixed his collar as his arms snake around her waist and he lowered her lips to his ear. "I wasn't sure how inconspicuous you wanted to be," he said and managed to steal a bite on her skin.
"Oh no, I don't care. It's not like we live here." She placed a kiss on his jaw, "We're here to make our mark, right?" and her hand on his heart.
Her voice was like a siren's song to his ears. Ned smirked. He stepped towards her at last. Like a moth to a flame. He pulled her in by her hips before his hands slid down to cup her ass, a little rougher than he'd meant to. He kissed her neck by way of apology. He wanted to kiss her gently, all over, go down on her, eat her out slowly and make her legs tremble as she rode his face all the way to the top.
This wasn't quite the setting for that. He could do that back at the hotel later, that he reminded himself as his fingers worked their way inside her. He always made sure she was ready, that she was trembling around him. He loved hearing her speak, but the way she said his name in that breathy little whisper while they were intimate always did him in. It was all he could do not to skip to the part where he sheathed his cock inside of her. He enjoyed the little flutter of her around his fingers and the whispered pleas that followed.
He pulled his head up from her neck the moment he knew she was about to fall apart. It was his favorite sight. He loved watching her brows furrow and her lips part in a desperate plea. The pure euphoria on her face as she lost control of herself and moved with pure primal instinct. The best moment, was when she opened her eyes for the first time, and when her pupils were still blown wide with pleasure.
At that moment, there was nothing but love and trust. It made his heart sing. Driven by the need to join his body to hers, he reached down, his fingers wet with her essence, and bunched up her dress so that he could lift her onto the nearby counter. It put her at the perfect height for him and he wedged himself between her thighs before capturing her lips again. They moaned in unison, the taste of her still heavy on her tongue. And when he moved to free himself from his jeans, he found her hands were already there, wrapped around him.
When he couldn't take it anymore, he removed her hand from him and stepped into position, wasting no time in lining himself up and snapping his hips forward so he could fill her. Katie leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck and threading her fingers through his hair. She was as close to the edge of the counter as she could get and used him as leverage so she could roll her hips to meet his thrusts. He looped his arms beneath her knees, both pulling her close and spreading her open even further. It gave him the perfect angle and something to hold onto other than the counter. He buried his face into the crook of her neck, concentrating on the beating of her heart as he gave her his all.
Their releases hit them like dominos. He felt her tighten up a second before she convulsed around him, gripping him like a vice as she chanted his name. Ned came a second later, his hips stuttering until he came to a full stop. They trembled as they stood there, wrapped up in one another. After a moment to catch his breath, he lifted his head to find her lips. Neither of them moved.
They just kept their lips pressed against the others until he pulled his head back enough to smile at her. She returned it with a grin of her own, one that didn't last as he smirked and began to move his hips again. Slow, drawn-out whines left her throat as her fingers flexed in his hair. Her nails scraped at his scalp, sending a tingle down his spine.
As much as he wanted to speed things up, to feel that friction between them, this was doing the trick all on its own. Seeing her fall apart in his arms in slow motion, sparked a sense of possession in him. One that always sent him careening over the edge faster than anything else. And she was right there, chasing after him with a series of keening moans.
They stayed that way for quite some time, even after Ned had softened and slipped out. Their hands roamed over one another, squeezing, kneading, scraping whatever parts of each other they could reach. But when Katie motioned for him to help her down, he obliged.
They cleaned themselves up as well as the mess they'd made and then signed the dollar on the wall with a sharpie she dug out of her purse. He didn't see what she wrote until he followed her back out into the bar to tape it to the wall.
Katie and Ned fucked in the bathroom 3
He chuckled as he taped it to an open space that she couldn't reach. "Pretty simple, don't you think?"
"I think it was pretty self-explanatory," she teased and pulled on his hand to lead him out of the bar. "What else should I have put?"
"Maybe that we love fucking," he replied.
Katie's laugh made his heart soar and he pulled her closer to him, making sure to take a half step back toward the door like she wanted him to at the same time. He pressed his lips to hers, enjoying the way she sighed and pushed at his chest ever so slightly. "Ned, let's get going..."
But he took the moment once he caught a whiff of her perfume and got a taste of her as his tongue dove into her mouth. He was hooked. He wasn't really all that surprised to find that his jeans were getting tight again.
She laughed into the kiss and pulled him the rest of the way. "Come on, it's right across the street," she whispered. "Then you can have me all you want."