(Authors note, ok I was tired, horny and felt like doing something like this. Instead of starting another one-shot, I'll just add on this one. Enjoy.)
Hoot watched the rise and fall of her chest with fascination. The way her breasts moved beneath the sheet. Her brown hair fanned out across the pillow. The angelic look on her face as she slept.
Moving as carefully as he could he scooted closer. Diana didn't so much as move. She lay still, a smile came across his face. Hoot glanced at the clock, 3:55. He'd kept her up for almost five hours.
He placed a kiss on her cheek. She softly moaned in her sleep, then put her hand on his arm. Not waking completely. Hoot watched her breath, then lay his palm on her stomach. Feeling the rise and fall of her stomach.
Slowly he drew his fingers over her stomach, to the sheet that covered her up to her breasts. Hoot hooked his finger in the blanket and pulled it down.
Diana woke and smiled, "Hoot....what are you doing?"
She didn't move or even lift her head.
With a grin he pushed himself onto his hands and knees. Crawling onto Diana she couldn't supress her smile, nor stop the swell that rose from her chest up. Spreading through her body.
"Nothin," he innocently replied.
Diana watched as he lay down ontop of her nude body. Concentrating on simply pulling the hair from under her head. Combing his fingers through till every last strand ran over the end of the pillow.
She traced her fingers up both his arms. Feeling the hidden muscle, the smooth skin, even tracing her thumb over a scar.
"Hoot?"
"I'm busy," Hoot replied.
Diana watched as he pulled the white gold chain from her throat. On it was a simple cross with sapphires and a diamond. Hoot looked over the necklace. Then he lay it on the hollow of her throat.
Her green eyes watched his brown ones.
Never before had she been with anyone who not just enjoyed bedroom antics. But also enjoyed the time that followed. Hoot not only went to bed with her, she had woken up with him. The very first time it had surprised her. The memory made her smile when she thought of it.
"What?" He asked, noticing the smile on her face.
She ran her fingers up his arm, over his shoulder, along his neck, across his stubble till she came into his hair. "Do you remember the first time you spent the night?"
Hoot cocked his head, but kissed her wrist. "The first time I spent the night at your house? The first time I spent the night in your bed? Or was it the first time I spent the night in your house, in your bed, naked with you?"
"The latter," Diana told him rather haughtily.
"Your smirking about that?" Hoot inquired.
"The morning," Diana told him.
Hoot laughed then remembered, "That was the first time I woke up with a woman who screamed at me."
"But I made it up to you," Diana shot back.
With a large smile he licked her lips, just tracing the edges, till he came to the top dip. Then he kissed her softly. Diana grabbed his face and deepened the kiss. Her fingers wove into his dark hair. Her hands had either become too much or too distracting.
He took both her wrists from his hair, and pinned them above her head.
He kissed her once, with every intention of breaking the kiss. Then twice, a third, on the forth time she broke the kiss. And that was to ask, "Hoot?"
Unable to speak he raised both eyebrows.
"You have to run to the corner shop." She told him a rather large smile upon her face.
This confused Hoot, Diana smiled and jerked her head to a empty condom box on the floor. "I had to switch pills darlin, until the day after tomorrow your incharge of the protection. Or did you forget our brief conversation?"
Hoot thought about her question, "Was that when you took your bra off?"
"Yes. It's only two blocks up, unless you would like to risk it."
Hoot thought about it then looked across the floor. Almost a dozen foil packets littered the floor. "Aw shit, we used all of them?"
Diana smirked and kissed his neck, then drew her tongue up his neck, and nibbled on his neck. "Or we could just go to sleep?"
Hoot thought about it, then asked, "Two blocks?"
"Two," Diana confirmed.
Hoot reached above her head onto the headboard of the bed. Where his blue jeans hung. Hoot then kissed her, "I'll be right back." Diana sat up and watched as he climbed from the bed. Jumped into his blue jeans and raced across the room. His shirt hung on the ceiling fan.
"The car keys are on the key rack, by the door to the Garage." Diana added helpfully.
Hoot blew her a kiss, pulling his shirt over his head. Then he raced out the bedroom and down the stairs. "Love you, Darlin!"
Diana smiled and lay back down in the bed, "Love you too! And get the ribbed, for my pleasure!"
