The couple laughed as they entered their hotel room to retire for the evening. In the entryway, Felix held his lady's hand, doing some dance steps before twirling himself under her arm.
"Alright, settle down," Tamora smiled, kicking off her heels. "I'm all danced out—"
With a swift tug, the sergeant spun forward, landing in her husband's arms mere feet from the floor. That move never failed to take her breath away.
The handyman looked down at her, loving the way her eyes sparkled when he would catch her. Lowering his head, he kissed her softly.
"I still don't know how you manage it. You're half my size," Tamora chuckled.
"Mmm, my love for you gives me strength," She had given him the opportunity to say something corny, and he took it as always. "The actual hard part is gettin' you back up…"
With a small strained noise, Felix threw his arms upwards, his lady along with them. His muscles already fatigued, he didn't quite hit the mark. He swooped back in to catch her when she stumbled backwards, but lost his footing in the process. Slowly, and in a tangled mess, the couple succumbed to the floor.
"I'm sorry!" Felix laughed as Tamora did. "Are you alright?"
"Just fine, you?"
"Embarrassed, but I'll get by…" Standing back up, he dusted off his navy blue suit.
Tamora took her husband's outstretched hands as he helped her up, this time being far more successful. Gently, he guided her to sit on the edge of the bed.
"Now, I do have something special for you…" Felix gestured to a small, black gift bag on the coffee table, rousing his lady's interest. "But first, is there anything I can do to make up for my blunder just now?"
Tamora crossed her legs, mulling it over. Of course, no 'making up' was necessary, but she enjoyed going along with the little game when it was offered.
"Undress for me," she requested, leaning back on her hands.
With a smile, Felix did as told, starting with a flourish of his already undone bowtie. He discarded his suit jacket next, getting halfway through unbuttoning his dress shirt before second guessing his decision.
"S-sorry, one moment," he held up a finger, turning to pick up his crumpled jacket, dusting, and placing it neatly on the arm of the couch.
Tamora chuckled, biting her lower lip. That was the man she loved, captured in a single moment. Precise, thoughtful…goofy.
His jacket tidied, he continued, pulling off his shirt and setting it aside. The gloves were next, as he gently bit to the tip of a digit, pulling them off with his mouth.
"Mmh?" he looked up at Tamora as he did the same with the second pair, unsure if this was doing anything for her. Being sexy was not his strong suit. Still, it seemed she was enjoying it either way.
Stepping towards the bed, he gave her the honors of removing his nice belt and undoing his pants. Just in his boxers, the handyman turned to put the pieces of clothing away, to which Tamora placed a solid 'smack' to his rear.
Giggling, Felix tossed the items to the couch and picked up the little gift bag he'd gotten, excited as he handed it to her. The sergeant peeked inside, smiling at what she saw.
"You went to the store," she laughed as she pulled a nicely boxed vibrator from the bag. She very much enjoyed the visual of innocent Fix-It Felix Jr. standing, wide eyed and lost in the middle of EZ Livin' 2's hidden sex shop.
"I did!" He was proud, and so was she.
"Thank you," Tamora leaned forward, giving the handyman a kiss that made him swoon. "Will you help me out of my dress?"
"Absolutely," he said as he hopped onto the mattress. Standing behind her, he unclasped the back of her dress, placing a kiss on her shoulder as he pulled the zipper. The sergeant stood up, making sure to give her husband flirty backwards glances as she removed her sleeves, letting the sleek, black gown pool at her ankles.
Turning around, she delighted in the bright red hue on the 8-bit's face.
"Oh, you are far better at that than me, Tam," Felix shook his head, gripped by desire. "Come here."
Lying her down, Felix began at his lady's neck, exploring its gentle curve with his fingers as he placed a kiss to her collarbone. He moved down, hands smoothing along the small of her back as he mouthed her breasts, and further down still as his arms wrapped around her thighs. His warm breath made Tamora quiver with anticipation, which made it all the more satisfying when he lightly nipped her inner thigh, eliciting a moan.
Removing her underwear, he placed more reverent kisses around her center, nipping and sucking here and there, just enough to leave faint marks. Moving inward, she was gorgeously wet. And giving into temptation, he ran his tongue along her opening.
"Felix!" Tamora gasped, a hand plunging downwards into his soft brown hair as he continued to tease her. He loved when he could elicit a response like that. Looking up to the beautiful pink hue of the sergeant's face, he gave her one more kiss.
"Do you want to try your new toy?" he inquired, leaning his head against her thigh.
While Tamora quite enjoyed the way things were going, she didn't mind switching things up. She nodded, and Felix smiled, crawling back up to grab the vibrator he'd picked out, opened and cleaned.
Pressing the button at its base, the handyman blinked as it performed its primary function.
"Ooh, that tingles!" he said, holding it against the sergeant's arm for her to feel.
"That it does," she acknowledged, amused by his wonderment.
Moving back to the crux of her legs, he slowly introduced the new sensation, gliding the tip of the toy along her inner thighs. This tested Tamora's patience a little, being someone who generally preferred cutting to the chase. But what she knew about Felix was every move he made had a purpose. He didn't draw things out to drive her crazy, or to skirt around the issue. Every kiss, every glance, every touch was strategic and integral to making sure his lady felt cared for. That she felt like the most important person in the world. Because to him, she was.
This was simply the way he showed his love.
Closing her eyes, she let out a calming breath, resigning to let herself enjoy the moment, and let the handyman do his work.
Feeling Tamora relax, Felix smiled, pecking her knee before gently pressing the toy against her vulva. She flinched at first, and he backed off a moment before trying again with a lighter touch. Gradually he applied more pressure, taking careful note of his lady's responses as he slowly guided the vibrator upwards to her clit.
"Ah!" Tamora gasped, fists clutching the sheets. She opened her eyes when Felix retracted once more.
He stared back at her, realizing he may have been mistaken. "Sorry, was that a good 'Ah?'" he asked. Generally he could tell the difference, but this one was blurred just enough.
"It was," Tamora replied, needing to think it over herself. "It just caught me by surprise; didn't expect it to be so intense."
"Do you want me to keep going?"
"Mhm," she nodded, relaxing back on her pillow "Just try a different angle."
Instead of using the tip of the toy, he tried again with the length of it gently resting against her skin, which served to be more palatable. As he played with different angles and pressure, Felix couldn't get enough of the spectacle laid out before him. The sounds she made, the heavy rise and fall of her chest, the way her stomach tensed and legs shifted when the vibrations hit her just right.
"You're so beautiful," he murmured, hooking one of her slender legs over his shoulder to hold it close. He was careful not to let the vibrator slip from where Tamora seemed to be enjoying it most.
His lady's moans enticed him to go further, wanting to give her all the pleasure she deserved. Pressing the button on top of the toy, Felix reveled in the way she gasped when the vibrations intensified.
"Is that good?"
"Mhm," Tamora nodded, her body curling slightly forward as a wave of pleasure shot through her. She heard Felix chuckle and couldn't help but smile in return. Soon those slow, lapping waves started to boil, an intense warmth starting at her center, slowly working its way through her entire body. Grabbing fistfuls of the sheets underneath her, her moans became more frequent and needy. Tamoa had never felt something quite this intense, but she'd be damned if she backed down now.
Felix saw all the signs that he should keep going, despite not having seen his gal quite this worked up before. Kissing her knee on his shoulder, he applied more pressure, wiggling the toy back and forth in a way that drove Tammy wild.
Her legs shaking and back arching off the mattress, her pleasure rose to its peak. It was hot and explosive, drowning out all other sensations as she soared.
Gliding back down from her high, the room was still and quiet, save for the consistent buzz of the vibrator. In her stupor, she glanced downwards.
Felix still knelt there between her legs, stunned and soaked. Holding the button on the vibe, he switched it off, looking down at the glistening liquid on his torso, the bedsheets, and dripping from the crux of his lady's legs. His face flushed, he gently moved Tamora's leg from his shoulder.
"Now, I could be wrong…But I think you really enjoyed that," he said with an air of nonchalance that made Tamora laugh.
"I mean, I didn't know you could…oh wow…" He continued, noting the ejaculate coating the toy and most of his hand. Gulping, he turned back to his lady, still on cloud nine. "I love you. I love you…But I've got to get a towel."
Placing a quick kiss to her thigh, he hopped off the bed, quickly making his way to the bathroom, vibrator in hand.
Washing the toy and his hands at the sink, he grabbed a washcloth to wipe down his torso. His boxers damp, Felix removed them and tossed them aside, sighing at his prominent arousal.
Grabbing a towel for his wife, he stepped out of the washroom, his little 8-bit heart nearly stopping at the sight before him.
On the bed, Tamora moaned softly, the silky sound of her pleasuring herself just barely meeting the handyman's burning ears.
Seeing him staring through her periphery, she turned her head in his direction, eyes dark and filled with want.
"Come here," she said softly.
Full of shame, Felix crawled back onto the mattress and between her legs. He figured she would have been spent, but clearly that was not the case. He'd left her to fend for herself…
"I'm sorry," he said morosely, his eyes flicking between Tammy's face, and her fingers that gently worked their way in and out of her opening. "Is there anything I can do?"
Tamora smiled, removing her fingers and using their slickness to lubricate her husband's cock. Gripping, she moved him towards her center.
"Do it again," she sighed as he slid inside her.
"Ohh, Tammy…" Fleix moaned, her heat was intoxicating. A brief image of the vibrator left on the bathroom counter flashed in his mind, but he would just have to make do without it. He couldn't leave her again.
Taking a moment to stuff the towel he'd grabbed underneath them, he thrusted into her, pushing her thighs towards the mattress. With his right hand, he placed his digits over the soft mound of flesh on her lower abdomen, taking full advantage of the fact that she would still be very sensitive. Gently, he rubbed in small circles, quickening his pace as his lady moaned.
"Just like that," Tamora gasped, feeling that hot sensation start to build again.
Felix reeled as her walls contracted around him, trying not to fall over the edge before she did. He focused solely on the rhythm of his thrusts paired with quick circles of his hand, knowing consistency was key. With a long drawn out moan, Tamora tensed with a soft splash. His job done, the handyman let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding, spilling into her with a few more desperate thrusts.
Breathless, Felix slumped, laying on the sergeant's stomach. He smiled, letting out a soft laugh when he felt her fingers gnawing the top of his head. Shifting, he lifted himself up to see her face. Tamora smiled back, making a come-hither motion with her finger.
Cleaning himself up with part of the towel between them, he climbed up, straddling his lady's waist as he kissed her.
"Mmmh…" Tamora hummed as if she tasted something sweet. "Not sure if you noticed, but I think I really enjoyed that."
"Oh good, I wasn't quite sure."
The two of them chuckled, holding each other close for a few more blissful moments.
"Alright," the sergeant patted the handyman's side, releasing him. "You can go start the shower now."
"Thank you," Felix pecked her forehead, rolling off the bed and hopping towards the washroom.
Tamora laughed, shaking her head as she watched him disappear through the doorway.
Precise, thoughtful…goofy.