FYI - this chapter contains loving yet totally ribald orgasmic joyous smutty sex and a calendar made with coloured pens (not in that order). Hope you enjoy! If you do - I'd love a comment or a like or a follow - but no pressure! (Just puppydog eyes).
ps...I love that for me the last chapter and this chapter feel equally true to Penelope and Luke's characters...even though the flavour of what happens in each are completely different. Seriously - apparently I am just here to amuse myself.
It is morning and Luke and Penelope have settled into a back-to-back position at some point during the night. Both are sleeping soundly.
Roxy and Sergio are fully convinced that their two humans are well on their way to being a happily mated pair the way humans seem to want to be. However, without knowing what the exact trouble is - the quadruped friends can sense that their humans are both upset about something... so they agree to be as patient as possible with their silly sleepy humans...
...but a pet can only wait so long and they are hungry...so "Team Wake Up The Humans" launches into action at exactly 9:17 am.
Being the tactical specialist, Roxy lays out the plan:
At her signal they will come in from opposite sides so the humans have to roll apart and will be less likely to get distracted by each other - causing further breakfast delays!
Sergio will go first and is assigned to Luke - whereas Roxy is assigned to Penelope - the theory being that their own humans are more adept at putting off their own furry friend than that of their lover.
Sergio agrees whole heartedly with this plan as he is hungry, so at Roxy's signal Sergio...
... ignores her and licks his back right foot.
(Look he's a cat - he can't let her think she has any sort of control over him and his actions, can he?)
But Roxy - who was expecting some sort of cat shinanigan - just rolls her eyes - and gives him a nudge with her head and a playful nip.
So Sergio - skitters away - then takes a moment to stretch - proving he is his own cat - and then jumps up on the bed - taking the over-Luke route to the top of the bed where he plunks down like a furry hat on top of Luke's head and begins purring up a storm - throwing in some complementary hair grooming for good measure.
Luke groans awake - reaching up to pat Sergio - who immediately grabs his hands between his front paws and begins grooming the man's fingers.
Meanwhile, Roxy has launched into her part of the maneuver - she goes to the other side of the bed, tilts her head and gives one of her best most pathetic whimpers - the moment Penelope's eyes open - Roxy licks her outstretched hand and gives her a full blast of puppy-eyed cuteness.
Success! The next thing Roxy knows - Penelope is sitting on the side of the bed giving Roxy one of her super-duper perfect tandem ear rubs.
"Morning Sweet Girl! Are you hungry? Ready to go for a walk?"
Roxy gives one affirmative bark - she does like this woman her Luke has chosen - so very quick off the mark - and encouragingly bounds towards the bedroom door for emphasis. Penelope laughs and stands up - but as an afterthought turns and crawls back onto the bed. Roxy has a moment of cursing her decision to break for the door as Penelope leans over and gives Sergio a pat and Luke a kiss on the cheek...she should have stayed with Penelope until she was out of bed and across the room! Those two are sure to...oh wait.. false alarm - Sergio has stood up and crossed between the two lovers to prevent additional canoodling - and Penelope has given him one last pat and rolled out of bed - oh and Luke is standing too! Excellent. That cat is a much better operator than Roxy suspected.
"Penelope - I think our pets just pincer moved us out of bed."
"Team work does make the dream work I guess. Let's feed these two and then we can take Roxy for a walk and pick up some coffee on the way. Shall we have brunch when we're back?"
Luke who had been sitting on his side of the bed stretching and yawning himself awake with his back to Penelope during this exchange - turns to answer her and can't help but smile at her gloriously cute morning nakedness. He can't help himself and instead of answering - stands and crosses to her - scooping her in for a kiss.
Roxy - ever vigilant - gives another sharp bark and noses between the two humans before important things like breakfasts and walks are forgotten. Seriously - it's a good thing someone is here to be responsible. Luke lets his dog seperate them with a laugh and hunkers over to give her a proper good morning.
"My two girls are so good at planning and keeping me on track. Lucky me. Where would I be without you two?"
Penelope and Roxy share a knowing look and Penelope grabs her robe.
"In trouble, Newbie! Alrighty - you go get dressed before you distract me again - and I'll start rustling up some grub for our literally-furry friends here...then I'll get ready to head out. Calendar making after brunch?"
Luke's tenses and looks like he's going to get upset again. So Penelope quickly rushes on...leaning in to cheekily drag a single finger down his chest to his stomach...smiling seductively at him...peering up through her eyelashes...
"I know what I'm penciling into at least the first three squares, oh lover of mine. How about you?"
When brunch is done and Luke and Penelope start to put the calendar together - things are a bit tense until Penelope suggests they do what they did in Banff. So they take 15 minutes to each jot down previous commitments, ideas, hopes, dreams, worries about the next few weeks and the whole overall "Lovers to Friends" shinanigan...
The plan works even better than either expects... Interestingly, they had both volunteered to work over Christmas this year and had booked off the 27th, both were especially worried about what it meant to be friends in private, Luke was especially anxious about how he would feel / behave about Penelope dating someone else, Penelope was concerned that she might put back on too much of her fluffy armour when around Luke, and they both wanted very badly to have some time where they can spoil the other person before not being a couple again.
After figuring all of that out... they actually enjoy planning out each day left to them until the clock strikes midnight on New Years and they will officially have transitioned (hopefully) from being a couple newly in love to good friends and colleagues.
December 2017 - From Lovers to Good Friends and Colleagues: A Tactical Plan by Luke Alvez and Penelope Garcia
Note: Events may be shifted if unforseen circumstances / evil badness chasing
Tues 19 - Day Off
MAKE CALENDAR
ENJOY BEING A COUPLE
Wed 20 - Day Off
TLC FOR PENELOPE DAY
Thur 21 - Day Off
TLC FOR LUKE DAY
Fri 22 - Day Off
ENJOY BEING A COUPLE
TALK ABOUT WHAT BEING FRIENDS AT WORK LOOKS LIKE
Sat 23 - Work
PRACTICE BEING FRIENDS AT WORK
COUPLE AT NIGHT
Sun 24 - Work - Christmas Eve
PRACTICE BEING FRIENDS AT WORK
AFTER WORK PARTY?
COUPLE AT NIGHT
Mon 25 - Work Christmas Day
PRACTICE BEING FRIENDS AT WORK
COUPLE AT NIGHT
Tue 26 - Work - Boxing Day
PRACTICE BEING FRIENDS AT WORK
COUPLE AT NIGHT
Wed 27 - Day Off
LAST TIME HAVING SEX
Thur 28 - Day Off
ALL THE HUGS AND KISSES
TALK ABOUT WHAT BEING FRIENDS IN PRIVATE LOOKS LIKE
Fri 29
LAST NIGHT SLEEPING IN THE SAME BED
PRACTICE BEING FRIENDS IN PRIVATE
TALK ABOUT WHAT DATING OTHER PEOPLE LOOKS LIKE?
Sat 30
LAST KISS
GO OUT WITH TEAM?
SLEEP IN OUR OWN BEDS
Sun 31 - New Years Eve
SPEND THE EVENING TOGETHER: DO WHAT FEELS COMFY - PARTY? HOME?
SUCCESS AT MIDNIGHT!!! WE ARE GOOD FRIENDS IN PUBLIC AND IN PRIVATE
HUZZAH!
Now that they've finished their chart... they can't help but gaze down at their handmade schedule with undisguised awe - being as it was created at Penelope's apartment instead of Luke's it is even more sparkly and fancy than the last one they did together. They've decorated it with stickers (both fuzzy ones and sparkly ones), glitter, and some very festive washi tape - and because their worklife is so chaotic - they decided that instead of writing directly on the chart - they would write on little pieces of card - pink and shimmery for "lover" activities - gold for "friend" stuff - that are pinned within their currently designated square - but can be swapped if required in the future.
Overall it is reassuringly ridiculously cheerful looking despite mapping such a bittersweet journey.
Both Penelope and Luke are surprised by just how cathartic this morning has been.
Now all that they have to do is follow the plan...simple right?
Of course - suddenly they are stymied about what to do next...how exactly are they going to spend today "enjoying being a couple"?
It's like that moment in Banff when they first arrived and there were way too many options in front of them - the difference now though is that on their trip they weren't sure what they were doing - but they knew it was a start of something even if they didn't know quite what.. this ... this is no matter how they slice it - is the beginning of the end of something...
Indecision freezes Luke and Penelope solid. Each heartbeat feels like a tick of the clock - counting down to midnight on New Years...
Penelope breaks their impromptu staring competition and looks down and away. For the first time in the last 24 hours she looks completely defeated.
Suddenly Luke's had enough. He is not this guy.
He is decisive. He is a mover. He is a chaser.
"Penelope?"
She tentatively looks up at him beneath her lashes - there are tears brimming at the corner of her eyes - she blinks and they catch in the deep fringe that surrounds her dreamboat eyes - catching light like snowflakes in the starlight.
"Yeah?"
"Think fast!"
Luke football tackles her - scooping her up into a fireman's carry - twirling her around until she is laughing madly - shouting that he should "Put her down!"
He doesn't though. He laughs. He teases her. He carries her into the bedroom and tosses her on the bed. Then jumps on top of her - tickling her sides and blowing raspberries on her tummy. Nuzzling her neck. Placing a tiny lick the tip of her nose. Then a big ridiculous wet swirling lick from the base of her throat down into her cleavage.
"EW! Stop it! Gross."
Luke pulls back and grins down at her.
"At least you're smiling now, Chica."
And that's when he kisses her.
A full mouthed ravishing kiss where smiles meet - folding into something beaming and energized.
Penelope wriggles beneath Lukes. His cock is rapidly getting interested in proceedings and she can feel him pressing against her leg. She can't help but flex her hips - her quim clenches hard.
Last night it was the kisses that lead. But now it is something else - equally wholesome but savoury spicy instead of lingeringly sweet.
Luke is now pulling the low neck of her green sweater even lower - so it stretches tightly around her breasts - pushing them up and together so that her cleavage goes for miles.
His quick fingers are then popping out first one pillowy sexy orb - then the other - out of the champagne pink lacey concoction of a bra she's wearing. He mooshes them between his hands like clay - shaping and stretching - manhandling and bouncing - transforming them from breasts to boobies as he plays. He can't help but smoosh them together so that he can suckle both nipples at the same time - well at least until she tickles him and he laughs - and the nipples sproing from his mouth - bobbling like play things on her chest.
Fuck.
He loves it when Penelope shows him her boobs. He loves her breast too...but right now he wants boobs overflowing his hands. Boobies bouncing and teasing him. He squirms and licks big round figure eights across her chest - gleefully capturing each nipple in it's own loop as he honks the other boob with his hand. Luke muzzily chuckles because he actually is mildly surprised that no horn sound effect paired his action - but then it does because a giddy Penelope has jumped on the band wagon so to speak and next time he tweaks her, she sounds a resounding and giggly "HONK! HONK!"
Ridiculous.
He can't help but dive back up and joyously kiss her again - although one hand is still firmly attached to each boob - like it's their job.
Penelope pops out of the kiss.
Literally.
Their lips pop as she pulls away.
The move catches Luke off guard and Penelope takes advantage and flips him off of her and onto his back. She vigorously swings a leg over him and then dangles her boobies over his face - Luke paws at them like erotic cat toys - licking first one nipple then the other as she shimmies over him.
Joy bubbles inside of each of them. Heady and effervescent.
This is just so fucking fun.
Suddenly - Penelope's eyes gleam with the mischief of a new idea and she is halfway down his body - springing his cock free from the prison of his pants and underwear.
She rears up then - letting Luke drink in the sight of her wiggling her boobs and hips at him - and then she dives. Penelope catches the tip of his cock in her mouth and then sucks as hard as she can - just the tip.
Mmpphh.
She then releases the pressure and swirls her tongue around his head - Once! Twice! Thrice!
Uh. Uh. uh.
Then she rapidly switches direction - swirling around the delicious cock tip - Once! Twice! Thrice!
UHGH. UHGH. UHGH.
Then quick as a flash she sucks his cock deep deep into her mouth - sucking hard then dragging her wet cherry lips up and off him.
Oooohhhh...POP !!!
Penelope then makes a show of messily licking her hand and then pumps her wet palm up and down his cock a few times - grinning like a maniac. Then she lunges back down - her tongue pointed like a spear - which she then furiously waggles at the tender spot at the base of his cock before licking him with a wide flat tongue like a popscicle - base to tip - base to tip - base to tip - base to tip ...then quick as a wink she switches and pops his balls gently into her mouth - just holding them in the soft wetness - high as a kite from the feeling of erotic play and the musky smell of him.
Luke starts to tremble. Pouring his energies into staying still because it is a uniquely heavenly intense vulnerable feeling.
Penelope gives her lover's balls one gentle suck and then removes her mouth - she then draws his cocks quickly into her mouth making it as wet as she can and then bends and stretches so that his cock is no longer in her mouth but wedged in her cleavage that she has mooshed together to pillow his cock.
Ahhhhh.
Luke's hands replaces hers on her breasts and he guides her up and down as he fucks her between her tits.
This is fucking hitting all his buttons. This is so fucking hot. Oh my god - he fucking loves this. Fucking loves her.
Penelope's panties are soaked. Fuck this is too fun. She moans and pouts and clenches and pants.
Luke growls - it is his turn or hers depending how one thinks about it. He lets go of her breasts so they spring apart and then flips their positions again so that she is shocked but underneath him on the bed.
He leers at her triumphantly as he thinks wildly:
Ha! Ha! I've got you now my pretty!
Then he simply drags her tights down and flips up her skirt and pushes his face into her soppingly gorgeous hoonannykoochoo. Penelope lets out first a yip and then a scream as he drags his tongue up and down and around and around - long strong stroke after long strong stroke then finally popping the button of her clit into his mouth for a long suck and then a furious tonguing.
oh. Oh. OH! OHHhhooHhhooOhOhOhOOH!
Penelope is holding Luke's hands so hard she's afraid she might snap a bone but he just hangs on.
Suddenly a swift tight orgasm pops inside of Penelope like a cork exploding from a bottle of champagne...and time for fooling is done.
Penelope surges up - grabs Luke and flips him so he's back on his back. She lowers herself down on him until he is deep deep deep inside her hoonannykoochoo. She leans back and cries out. His hands clamp around her waist and helps her slide up his cock and then slam back down. Slide up - slam down. Up. Down.
She will have little finger shaped bruises tomorrow but she doesn't care now and she won't care then.
Penelope is breathing hard but the feelings are not enough. Luke somehow senses this and flips her again - now he is on top plunging hard and fast against her body. He straightens so he can look down - she her boobs bouncing hard with each thrust - jiggling as he pulls out almost to the tip. Bounce. Jiggle. Bounce. Jiggle. Bounce. Jiggle.
He lifts one of her legs straight up - holding her ankle - laying it against his shirted chest. She lets out another cry and an oommph.
He lets himself free and just fucks her. Fucks harder and faster then he has ever fucked before. She is matching him fuck for fuck.
Her eyes are closed.
Beautiful but not acceptable for this moment.
"Penelope open your eyes. Look at me."
She does. Her eyes are dark filled with all the fucks. This woman definately is giving a fuck...giving all the fucks. As is he.
"Luke! Luuuke. Luke!"
He thrusts unbelievably faster and harder and deeper- especially since his body is still writhed in aches and pains from the case and yesterday's runs. But he doesn't care...instead he gives a fuck and then another and another and another.
He thrusts over and over and over. She thrusts back and back and back.
He reaches down with one hand between them and flicks hard on her clit in a rhythmic crazy sexy way.
Arhhhhhhhh!
Sweat slicks both of their bodies - their clothing clings and sticks - they are not far off now but still they fuck and thrust and thrust and fuck and fuck and thrust and fuck.
mmph. mmph. mmph. mmph.
Her fingers replace his on her clit. He lifts her other leg up against his chest.
oh my. so fuck-fuck-ing hot...
He ruts and thrusts and fucks even more unbelievably harder and faster and deeper.
ergh. ergh. erghh!
She bucks and rubs and clenches - supported by his body. Gritting her teeth -. driving and writhing together into a space previously unknown to them.
aaoh. aAoh. aaOh.
It is then that Penelope bends up - scrunching and- and- annnnd reaching down - grabbing and squeezing his ass - two hands cupping one of the few unclothed parts of her man - pulling and holding him to her - deep in her - hard in her - both coiled - and tight - and contorted against each other - that he - they - finally cum - both cumming blackout hard - him exploding into her - her contracting around him - cumming like a rocket - both exploding and crying and thrusting and fucking...
oh fuck I love you
until...
...he collapses on top of her...
...she uncoils to the bed...
...his cock slops out of her...
...her legs slap down to the sheets...
...his body is cradled between her legs...
...her arms clamp around his shirted back hard...
..his cheek rests between her breasts...
...he holds her under her shoulders in a way that brings safety...
They lie entwined for many many minutes like that.
Quivering and shivering through the aftershocks of their love fucking.
Holding each other.
Grounded and desperate.
Messy and tangled and uncomfortably clothed they both fall into a post-coital exhausted sleep.