The sound of a car horn followed by car doors made Roman move to the window in his living room. It was early evening, and the sun was slowly setting. There was a cab outside, and the driver and his passenger had their hands and faces down in the trunk, throwing stuff out on the ground. Clothes and other items. He realized it could only be one person, and he ran out of his house. She smiled at him as he came running, and he wrapped his arms around her.

"I'm happy to see you too," she chuckled.
"Princess," he looked at her. "You don't believe in bags?"
"I don't own any bags, and I needed to get out. It was now or never," she said.

The cab driver closed the trunk, got back into his car and drove away. Roman helped her carry everything inside. They worked together to find space for her things. Finally done, he ordered a pizza, and they sat down together.

"I finally told him no," she said.
"I'm proud of you," he said.
"Well, I didn't exactly say it to his face, but he'll get the message when he comes home," she said.
"What did you do?" He asked.
"That lipstick I wore earlier," she smirked. "I wrote the word 'no' all over the walls until it broke in my fit of rage."

He chuckled at that. Dolph deserved it.

"I know I hurt you back then, Roman," she took his hand. "And you didn't deserve it. You still don't. You deserve to be happy."
"You make me happy," he said.
"I don't expect you to believe me, but things have changed. I have changed. I got more willpower to fight this time around, but I need you by my side," she said.
"Always and forever," he said.
"It's not gonna be easy," she said.
"I know," he kissed her hand. "But as long as you promise not to give up, I promise to be there all the way."
"I promise," she said. "I'm really tired. Can we go to bed?"

She might be tired, but she couldn't find any rest inside. She tossed and turned for nearly half an hour.

"Alright, I give up," he pulled her close. "Lie still, princess. You're keeping me awake."
"I'm sorry. So many things are going on in my head," she said.
"I can only imagine," he kissed her temple. "I can make you stop thinking all together if you'll let me."

She could see his grin through the darkness, and he ran his fingertips just under the hem of her panties. A shiver went through her.

"Princess?" He asked. "Do you want me to continue?"
"I'm gonna kill you if you don't," she said.
"A simple 'yes' would have been enough," he chuckled.

He kissed her while his hand went all the way down her panties. He started running slow circles on her clit, hearing her moan lightly, and feeling her run her hands up and down his back. He moved his hand further down and pushed two fingers inside her. Her moans went up right away.

"Mmm, princess," he kissed down her neck. "So wet."
"God, I missed you!" She moaned. "Fuck, Roman. You still got that magic touch. Don't stop."

He pulled his fingers out of her and out of her panties.

"Why did you stop?" She complained.

He sucked on his fingers, and then grinned at her through the darkness again.

"Patience," he chuckled.
"Five years," she reminded him.
"And that's exactly why I'm doing this. It's been too long," he said.

He pushed her t-shirt up and got her out of it. He took a few seconds to cherish each one of her nipples, dragging out some more moans by doing so, and then started kissing down her stomach. He pulled her panties off, pushed her legs apart, and settled between them.

"Roman!" She whimpered. "Please!"
"I'm getting there," he chuckled.

His tongue ran over her skillfully, and she closed her eyes with a loud moan. He had never forgotten how she reacted to him, and everything was just like five years ago. She kept a hand in his hair while the other one clenched at the sheets. He pushed two fingers inside her again without breaking contact with his tongue. After a while she started pulling on his hair, her way of telling him she was seconds away. Her walls caved in, squeezed his fingers tight, as she cried out in pleasure.

"I missed hearing you moan," he said. "You always sound so good."
"Roman," she reached for him.

He kissed his way up her body again, ending with her lips. He kissed down her jaw and up to her temple.

"Are the thoughts gone?" He asked.
"What thoughts?" She grinned.
"That's my girl," he chuckled.
"I want you," she said.
"I'm right here," he said.
"No," she stuck her hand down his boxers and closed it around his dick. "I want this. I want you. Now, please."

How could he say no to that? He couldn't, and he wouldn't. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand out of his boxers before getting them off entirely and rolling on top of her.

"Still on the pill?" He asked.
"You got a memory like a goldfish. You put them in the drawer in the bathroom," she said.
"Oh yeah," he remembered. "Well then..."

He pushed into her, burying himself inside her as deep as he could, both of them letting out a loud moan.

"I love you, princess," he kissed her again.
"I love you too, Roman," she said. "Please, move. Fuck me like you used to. I need it so bad."

He grabbed both her hands in his, holding them down on the bed on either side of her head. She wanted to be fucked senseless, so she would be fucked senseless. He pulled out and pushed into her again, setting the crazy pace that always had her moaning like an angel. Fast out, hard in. Again and again.

"Roman! Baby!" She cried. "Right there!"

She tilted her head back and cried out. Her fingernails dug into the back of his hands. He bit back the pain, watching her come undone. When she was done, he let go of her hands. He pushed an arm under her head, buried his face in the crook of her neck, biting and kissing while continuing his thrusts. She ran her nails down his back, digging them into his ass when he made her cum again. He hissed at the delightful pain, burying his teeth in her neck as he came too.

For a minute they laid still, catching their breath, caressing each other. He finally rolled down next to her and pulled her into his arms. He knew they should get out of bed. The sheets would be wet now that he was no longer inside her. It didn't matter in that second though. It could wait another minute or two before he had to change them, and they would have to clean themselves up a bit. His princess was finally home again.