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I'd paint a river of stars for you
Cross the ocean of sapphire blue
Anything I have to just to get to you
Doesn't matter what we've been through
Doesn't matter
Doesn't matter
Doesn't matter what we've been through
I'd paint a river of stars for you
When Cristina got home, the first thing she heard entering the door was a cheerful "Ba!" coming from the living room.
"Yes Leo, that's Cristina arriving." Owen spoke to the kid.
The surgery took longer than she anticipated, and Owen couldn't stay to watch the end of it, since Leo was fed up with all the commotion in the gallery. So, he'd texted her, informing her they'd go home, and so he did. That was like, six hours ago.
After the procedure, Cristina still had some things to attend to, so she did those and just after that, she went home.
"Hey!" she sighed the greeting as she collapsed onto the couch.
Owen pecked her cheek in response and continued to lend Leo toys as the boy was playing on the floor.
"You guys made home okay?"
"Have you eaten?" Owen answered her with another question.
She shook her head no.
"I can cook. And, yes we made home just fine."
She looked at him with pure gratefulness. A home-cooked meal was all she needed.
"That would be very much appreciated, yes." Confessed the woman with a smile.
She returned her expression and got closer to peck Cristina's lips.
"You go take a shower, and I'm gonna fix something. Anything in particular?"
"Anything is fine, really, I don't mind, I just wanna eat it accompanied of a glass of wine and you." She replayed getting up from the couch and znc before she went to her room, she patted Leo's head and the baby showed her his gummy smile. She offered the boy a smirk.
"Okay." He acknowledged and went to the kitchen to make something, not before taking Leo with him. Owen already was an expert in cooking with only one hand, as the other held the baby. Actually, in most activities for that matter. He had done it countless times before. As the boy was growing up, he usually let him in his high chair, but they didn't have it yet at the apartment, so he needed to work with what he had.
Cristina looked at the bathtub and was very tempted in taking a long and relaxing bath in there, but decided against it. She was hungry more than she was stressed, so she took a quick shower instead, didn't even washed her hair, and put up her pjs, that consisted in a cotton loose pant and a comfortable thank top. As she walked out of the bathroom, she faced her king-sized bed and again was very temped in just crash there and forget about all else. That was when Owen called her.
As she entered the kitchen, he was holding Leo and setting their plates at the kitchen counter top. She didn't have a dinner table, because she didn't have a dinning room. The apartment was spacious, yes, but consisted in three big rooms, a study/library, kitchen, living room, tv room and a common bathroom, besides the suite ones, and her closet. It had too a veranda/patio at the end of the only hallway. She was very satisfied with her house, it was practical and spacious and had great light since most of the walls were glass. In almost every room they were graced with a breathtaking view. It eased her mind and helped her work, when doing it at home. Also, they were pretty high above the ground, so she had privacy. On her floor there was only one apartment across from hers, and she suspected that the neighbor didn't even lived there. She had never seen anybody coming out of that door in the five years she lived there.
"Smells delicious." She offered, taking a wine glass from him and setting it at the granite counter.
"You do too." He fired back with a smirk.
"Don't make sex innuendos in front of the baby." She commented flatly.
He laughed.
"Let's dig in?" the man asked, but Cristina was already serving her some food. So Owen went to the fidge to retrieve the wine bottle.
He had fixed some potatoes and reheated some chicken parts that were in the freezer, started the rice-maker and that was pretty much everything.
Owen hasn't cooked a real dinner, because he didn't know if she'd want to have take-out or go somewhere. He vociferated that to her.
"That's more than okay Owen, really I haven't had a home-cooked meal since the last time Shane came over." She explained sitting on a bar stool.
"Shane is like your Meredith here?" he wanted to know, as he too sat and started feeding Leo first.
She swallowed the food before answering. "Something like that, he remembers me of important dates on the calendar, he sometimes comes to make take a break and cooks, because he knows I can't."
Owen nodded in understandment.
"You don't have to be jealous, tho." She took another bite and watched his wide eyes. "I know you don't love him, but we're just friends, besides, he has a fiancée."
"He does?"
"Yes, she's a general surgeon."
"And when is the weeding?" the redhead questioned as he cleaned Leo's face with a napkin.
She faced him with an expression that said: Do you really think I know that?
"Never mind."
After they were done with the meal. Cristina offered to clean up, as Owen left to give Leo a shower and put him to bed.
That made Cristina reminisce the old times. Where he would cook for them at the firehouse and after, she would clean up the dishes and glasses. Once she was done, they'd go up to the terrace and talk about surgeries and gossip, laughing at each other's cases, influenced by the good wine they'd been drinking.
He would start absentmindedly kissing her neck, the spot below her ear, and roam his eager hands through her body, they'd kiss forgetting everything else, and after a good make-out session, he would carry her downstairs and they would make love through the night.
She missed it like crazy. And after the kiss they shared earlier in her office, she just missed it harder.
Cristina walked into her room, and took her laptop on the way on her way to bed, to buy some things.
She entered HW Baby Center, a Swiss website, and started to make a mental list of products Leo needed or might to live there with them.
She started with a crib, because of course he needed one. After that, she chose a high chair and, almost everything the store was suggesting her. Money wasn't a problem anyway. After all, purchased, she heard her bedroom door opening and looked up from her MacBook screen.
"Hey…" she greeter Owen as he entered the room further. "He's out?"
"Out like a light." He confirmed and smiled at her.
"Oh! Come see what I bought Leo"
He was a bit surprised, but sat beside her in bed anyway, back against the headboard.
She showed him all that she purchased and he's actually shocked she knew so much about a kid's needs.
"Don't think I understand about this stuff, the site just suggested and I thought, 'why not?'"
He laughed and pecked her cheek.
"They'll deliver tomorrow, so you have to be home to inspect the products." She informed.
"Yes ma'am!" he said mocking her.
She rolled her eyes and smacked him o the arm.
"I'm serious Owen, we have to make things right and he needs a nursery, a real room, not just a guest room."
He was taken aback by her reaction. Honestly, he thought he would have to worry about all this stuff alone, and she wouldn't care. He was gladly wrong.
"Hey," he started taking her face in his hands. "from now on, I'll worry about this and you only have to be awesome, as you already are."
She gave him a board smile. She loved when he graced her with brain-related compliments.
"You have enough going on at the Institute to think about nursery colors and furniture. If you wanna see them, okay, perfect, but you don't have to trouble yourself with those, okay? I'll take care of everything." He tranquilized her.
His words were soothing and she leaned her face to the side in his hands.
Owen collected her MacBook and set it at her beside table. She got closer and claimed his lips to herself with need.
Owen hovered her 'till her head was on the pillow and her hair spread all over.
"I think you're beautiful." He quoted himself and kissed her passionately.
Their bodies were recalling all the right spots to kiss, to press, to scratch.
They parted so Cristina could take his shirt off and planted kisses on the region. He had his hairs up in anticipation and pleasure. He let out a grunt when she nibbled his nipple. "God Cristina…" he sighed as she ascended her kisses to his mouth once again.
He tried his best to be a patient man, because they were compensating for their time apart, but Owen was too much aroused to make things slow.
He roamed his hands 'till he found her pants waistband, rolling them down revealing her black panties. She has always liked black underwear and that haven't changed.
She moaned when he pressed her center and that made her legs open wider for him.
"I've missed you." Cristina confessed between heated wet kisses.
He responded creating a delicious friction between their crouches.
She let out a pleading sigh saying with movements she wanted him to go further.
Hunt pulled up her shirt now to reveal her bare breasts, nipples perk and mouthwateringly waiting for him to take them into his lips. When he did, he was recompensated with a satisfied moan. Cristina had her nails scratching his scalp as he expertly maneuvered her nipples taking them in his teeth just to lick them next.
Her panties were drenched and Owen descended one of his hands to feel that as she vociferated another loud moan.
Owen turned his head to her, to look her right in the eye. He saw the chocolate pools dilatating and full of lust for him, for this. He was certain his eyes were the same as hers, only blue.
He loved this woman more than anything.
He kissed her stomach and her navel, pulled down her now wet panties and kissed her there. She squirmed below his lips and he absolutely adored the effect he had on her. The male doctor alternated his ministrations between tongue and fingers and teeth and his actions soon guided her to the absolute peek of pleasure. Yang came panting and calling his name.
He always would be mesmerized be the vision of her coming for him.
She was still traveling in that exquisite wave of tangling and satisfaction when Owen pressed their lips together again, making she taste herself on his mouth. That turned her on even more.
"Make love to me…" she pleaded in his ear and he poured open mouthed kisses over her neck.
Owen had always been a passionate lover, it was an event when he made love to her, because he was just so great at it as he was in surgery. They were so great together... their connection exceeded any other she ever had. It was like their lovemaking was a giant wave, washing everything around and letting them with shaken legs, rapid heartbeats and a incredible rush. Even after all this time, Cristina couldn't explain it with precision. She just felt it. Every time.
The female doctor's palms reached his waistband and lowered the fabric out of his hips, taking down his slacks, as well as his boxers.
With nothing on her way, Cristina took his length in hand and pumped him up and down hearing his hissing as she did.
He kissed her and nibbled her lips. He was letting out her name like a prayer and thrusting in her expert hands.
They couldn't take the teasing no more, so he moved away her hands and rose them above her head, Cristina had a sexy smile in anticipation. She knew what was coming and she wanted it with every fiber in her body.
Owen stared into her eyes as he entered her in a swift move. He watched as she closed her eyes in pleasure and he smirked with himself as he held the urge to move. He wanted to do it looking deep onto her orbs.
When Cristina properly faced him again, she mirrored his smirk and felt him get out of her, just to put it all back again with delicious force.
The dance they made was magnificent and sexy and the pair moved in sync, already knowing every step by heart.
Owen knew how to fill her up to the brim with pleasure. Fast and hard. Just the way she liked the most.
Cristina moaned his name as she carved her nails into his back as he moved above her with all his power. Noticing that, he took her writs in one hand and set them back above her head. A pure demonstration of control.
Out of the bedroom, she was the boos. In bed she liked him to show just how much he was as well. She marveled it. It made her bold to disobey him just to be punished with a bite.
The way he did it made her see stars. With every thrust, he fitted her just the way she longed and he saying her name made her crazy.
She was already so close to explode in sensations and he vociferated what she was thinking when he whispered she made him wanna come here and now.
Owen felt her walls clenching around him and swallowed her loud moans with his languidly kisses, he too was so close.
With his pace she was uncontrollably lost after an instant as she navigated for a river of stars, letting the tide take her and engulf her body and soul.
The man let himself go as she scratched his back harder than before, just to let go after, and that sign was all he needed to come inside of her.
He collapsed beside her and both looked at the celling panting.
"Amazing…" Cristina said after a minute still heavily breathing.
Hunt smirked flattered.
"We were, yes."
"I missed this. Us."
"Believe me when I say I did just as much." He stated.
She laughed in delight as he reached for a kiss. Cristina pulled up the sheets over them, and positioned her head on his chest. His heartbeat was steady as it should be, and the sound of it was soothing.
Owen took his time in admiring the woman in his arms. They've been through so much and who could've guessed they would overcome it all in order to be reunited again?
He was happier than in a long time and he kissed the crown of her head with the thought.
Moments passed and still they haven't moved. He caressing her hair and she drawing invisible circles up and down his board chest.
"I have to check on Leo." He broke the silence.
Cristina nodded and moved away from him, so he could get out of bed.
She thought she'd be annoyed by it. She wasn't. she had indeed changed.
Owen was out for a couple of minutes, before returning to the bedroom, leaving the door ajar behind him. Just in case something happened.
He laid down and hugged her from behind, since she was on her side now.
Hunt breathed in her scent, smelling her hair shampoo and after that landing butterfly kisses at the base of her neck.
She squirmed below him and turned her head to face him.
"Wanna go again?" was what came out of her mouth.
His smirk was enough confirmation.
Uma's Notes: It's been kinda long time since I wrote a hentai, but I guess I did okay. Lemme know what you got by reviewing! See ya next xx