Tim had gotten home a few minutes earlier that night, going straight to the bedroom to look in on his wife. She was curled up on his side of the bed, snuggled up with his pillow, a peaceful look on her face as she slept. He didn't have the urge to move right away, content just to stand and watch her sleep while everything was quiet. It was something he'd done constantly when they were first married, to just watch her sleep.
He had, at first, been reassuring himself that she was really there, that he wasn't dreaming, she was married to him for real. Only people who were very close to Tim knew just how much he adored and loved Lillian. There was nothing he wouldn't give to her, or do for her if she asked him to. She was his whole world now, and that was clear from the look in his eyes when he looked at her
Smiling to himself, he finally moved out of the doorway and went on into the bedroom, sliding his shoes off and putting them over to the side. Careful not to wake her just yet, he quietly took his socks off and put them in the laundry hamper. Taking time to unbutton his shirt, he slid it off and dropped it in after the socks.
From the bed, he heard Lillian shift in her sleep, softly mumbling his name and making him smile. Undoing his dress slacks, he pushed them down and stepped out of them, putting them into the laundry hamper before starting toward the bed. Pulling the blankets back, he slid in next to her, reaching out and gently brushing her hair away from her face.
Blue eyes opened in the dim light, taking a moment to adjust before a sleepy smile crossed her lips, "I'm glad you're home…I missed you." Tim smiled and moved the pillow out from between them, gently pulling her into his arms. She went willingly, safe and warm when she was in his arms, her head resting against his shoulder. Gently, he moved and kissed her forehead with a smile, "I missed you too, beautiful."
Tipping her head back, she looked up at him, her left hand moving to softly cup his cheek. He leaned into her touch, they had been shy at the beginning of their marriage, but everything was natural to them now. Lillian smiled and slid her hand behind his head, gently pulling him down into a kiss. Tim swore he melted on the spot when she kissed him, gently tightening his arms around her and kissing her back.
Both of her arms curled around his shoulders, stretching her body out against his. It wasn't often they made love, with their busy schedules and times when Tim had a cold. For Lillian, it didn't matter how often, she just wanted Tim to know that she loved him, and she knew he loved her. Gently, he rolled her over onto her back, holding himself up with his arms so all his weight wasn't on her.
Her cheeks turned a light shade of pink, as they always did when things turned intimate between them. It wasn't that she was shy with him anymore; it was just a natural reaction when she was with him. Reaching down, he slowly slid her nightgown up to her waist, never once breaking their kiss. She shifted beneath him to get comfortable, her fingers sliding through his short hair. Softly breaking the kiss, he looked down at her and brushed her hair back from her face.
As he always did, he smiled and spoke quietly, "Is it ok, Lil?" He always asked before going further, wanting to make sure it was what she wanted and not just what he wanted. Smiling up at him, she nodded, "You don't have to ask me, Timmy, I'd tell you if I didn't want to." It was the same answer she always gave him, but he insisted on asking anyway, because he did care so much. Taking the hem of the nightgown in his hands, he pushed it up a little higher and then paused.
Sliding one of his hands behind her back, he lifted her up and tugged the nightgown the rest of the way off, dropping it one the other side of the bed. Her skin was slightly pale, but silky smooth and warm to the touch, and it never failed to leave him speechless. Tilting his head a little, he softly attacked her neck with his lips, leaving a trail of kisses behind. Lillian closed her eyes, tipping her head back and softly biting her lower lip, she loved when he did that to her.
Lowering her back onto the bed, he followed her down, moving to the other side of her neck to repeat his actions. He took his time with her neck, knowing she enjoyed the soft kisses he was more than happy to give to her. Slowly, he trailed his lips down to her stomach, he already had every inch of her memorized, and paying this attention to her was out of love and wanting her to enjoy their intimate moments together.
Soft sounds came from her every now and then, guiding his actions, because each time was different. He paid attention to her and what she wanted, doing his best to please her before thinking anything about himself. "Timmy, please." She whimpered softly as she looked down at him, there were times when she couldn't endure much teasing and touching beforehand. Looking up at her, he tilted his head a little, "Are you sure you're ready? Honey, I don't want to hurt you if you're not."
Lillian nodded and Tim, being the man he was, needed to make sure that she was ready for this. Gently, he tugged her underwear down over her hips and then down her legs before dropping them onto the floor beside the bed. She blushed a light shade of pink again, though not making any move to cover herself. With Tim, she always felt safe and comfortable, even if they were being intimate with each other.
He was nervous, as usual, even though this wasn't their first time together, in their own way, they were both nervous at times. Reaching down with one hand, he started at her knee, slowly dragging his hand up the inside of her thigh. She closed her eyes at his touch, drawing in a quick breath when his hand settled between her legs. His touch was always soft and gentle, but it never failed to make her shiver in pleasure.
Tim slid his fingers over her once and then again before slowly and gently sliding two of them into her. Her breath caught in her throat and she gently pressed against his hand, no matter how many times he touched her this way, it always felt like the first time. Leaning down, he kissed her softly, sliding his fingers out slowly and then back in again. She returned his kiss eagerly, moaning softly into his mouth from the things he made her feel.
He took his time, keeping the movement of his hand slow and gentle to excite her, and so he wouldn't hurt her. Lillian was growing restless beneath him though, turning her head a little to break their kiss and look up at him. "Timmy, please, I'm ready now…" Complying with what she wanted, he stopped and gently slid his fingers out, wiping his hand off against the sheets. Moving up on his knees a little, he pushed his boxers down his hips and then the rest of the way off, dropping them onto the floor with her underwear.
Settling back down, he let her move beneath him until she was comfortable enough. Reaching up, he took her hands in his and gently meshed their fingers together, squeezing gently. "Lil, I love you, more than anything." He said softly, meaning every word that he'd just spoken with all his heart. "I love you too, Timmy." She said back to him as she shifted again and made room for him between her legs. This was never about sex for them; it was always about love, real love between two people.
Taking a light breath, he moved forward, closing his eyes when he slid into her, his hands lightly squeezing hers. Lillian's eyes closed and her back arched a little beneath him, it was a feeling only Tim could give her. For a moment, they both stayed still, adjusting to each other before he finally opened his eyes and looked down at her. She met his gaze a second later, lightly squeezing his hands to let him know it was ok to move now.
He started to move, slowly at first, letting her get used to the feeling again before he picked up his pace. She held onto him tightly, soft sounds coming from her while he moved. His movements were gentle, loving the way she felt to him and the way she made him feel. Reaching up, he slid his fingers into her hair, kissing her softly as he moved. Her arms slid around his shoulders and she held him tight, returning his kiss and trying not to squirm beneath him.
Tim could already tell she was getting close, and in reality, he was too. She whimpered softly against his mouth and he shifted to hold her tight against him. He broke the kiss and she tipped her head back against the pillows, her eyes closed tight and her breathing increasing. Only then did he dare go a little faster, feeling her body tense up beneath and around his. A soft cry of his name left her lips and she held onto him tightly as she fell apart in his arms.
Watching her, the pleasured look on her face, was enough for him to lose the last of his control. He slid deep and gently buried his face against her neck, softly moaning her name against her warm skin as he came. Shaking a little, he held her and moved onto his back, letting her lay on top of him, cradled against his chest. She was shivering, and he pulled the blankets up around her, wrapping her in his arms and softly kissing her forehead.
She shifted and moved off of him, curling up against his side, one of her arms around his waist. Her head rested on his shoulder and she smiled softly as her hand slid along his chest. "Thank you, Timmy, it was beautiful…it always is with you." Tim smiled and slid an arm around her shoulders, keeping her close to him, "You deserve everything beautiful, Lil. I'm just glad that I can make you happy." Looking up at him, she smiled again, "You always make me happy Timmy, just by being here and being you."