[Disclaimers: All characters are of age. Also, I don't own these characters.]
To be clear: the only reason Bolin was up this early was because he had some kind of meeting to go to with President Moon. Or maybe it was a conference. Or…actually, he'll figure it out when he gets to the office. It's too early for thinking.
Bolin used all the strength he had at 5 am to slowly open his eyes. He turned over onto his side and tried to focus on the clock, being mindful not to accidentally rip the sheets off of his sleeping girlfriend in the process. Fuck. It's only 4:30. If I go back to sleep now, I will not wake up in time to get ready, he thought. He sat up and stretched his arms, trying to think of something he could occupy himself with when he recognized a familiar feeling. Leaning back on one hand, he used his other to take a peek under the blanket at his half-hard dick. Well, there's something to do.
"Bolin…" Opal yawned. Bolin jumped. "What are you doing up so early?"
"Shit, I didn't know you were up. Sorry, did I wake you?"
Opal giggled and shook her head, "Don't worry about it. I promised Jinora I'd do some sunrise meditation with her, so I should probably be awake enough by then to not fall back asleep in the middle of it.
Bolin leaned over her and caressed the left side of her face, smiling. "Well, it looks like we've both got some time on our hands then, don't we?"
She smiled back at him and tilted her face up, lips grazing against his as she spoke. "I guess so." Their kiss started slow, but she could feel how badly her boyfriend wanted her, and honestly, she was relishing it. Quickly, their kissing become more feverish, tongues gliding over each other in a practiced passion. She brought her hands up to the back of his head and neck as he climbed over her body, resting his lower half in between her legs.
She noticed how erect he was and pulled back to speak, glancing down and then back up to meet his eyes. "You're awfully revved up this morning, aren't you?"
A strong, slightly calloused hand grazed her hip, wasting no time in removing her clothing. "I was gonna take care of it myself, but then I figured, why should I have all the fun?"
"How considerate of you," Opal joked sweetly.
Opal sat up to take her top off herself and then helped Bolin with his before she laid back into position, knees bent and spread, gentle hands roaming over her own body, her breasts, her stomach, her vulva. Hungry eyes watched her carefully as he took care of his boxers. Bouncing back on top of her, his warm, soft lips immediately started peppering kisses across her throat.
"Ohh, bite me." A soft moan escaped her and her smile spread wider as he did just so on the right side of her neck, leaving a light mark.
Moving up to her ear, he whispered softly. "Pick a colour."
Opal giggled, knowing exactly what he was asking her. "Purple."
Bolin leaned over to their nightstand and picked out a single ultra-thin condom from its purple box. His girlfriend followed him as he sat back on his knees again, nibbling on his right ear as he put it on. As soon as the condom was properly applied, he shoved her back down to their bed, forcefully spreading her legs apart even wider with his. He licked one of her hard nipples in a smooth motion with the flat of his tongue, flicking with the tip for a moment before moving over to the other breast. As he sucked on the second bud, she whimpered, making a conscious effort to keep her volume low.
One of Bolin's hands slid its way down her body to her labia while his mouth continued its work above. Fingers stroked around her inner and outer lips, teasing the entrance of her vagina with a single knuckle gingerly gliding up and down the silky opening. Thank fuck, she's already wet, he thought to himself, not wanting to spend too much time on foreplay this morning.
Lining himself up with her pussy, he gently teased her entrance again with the head of his penis. Slowly, he pushed in, inch by inch, eliciting a moan from his girlfriend and a lip bite from himself as they started breaking through the tension they'd been building. Opal rolled her hips smoothly, and Bolin moaned deliciously at the feeling of her warm wet cunt stroking up and down the length of him. Her arms reached up to wrap around his neck and pull him in for a kiss as he began slowly thrusting his hips in sync with the motion of hers.
She felt his hands roam over her body, her thighs, her ass, her waist, leaving goosebumps in their tracks. Gently massaging her breasts, he groaned into her mouth. The pace of his thrusts became faster by the second. Two fingers from each hand pinched both her nipples hard and she gasped, breaking apart their lips.
They gazed hungrily into each other's eyes as Bolin's hands traveled down her arms to her wrists and then forcefully pinned them down to the bed on either side of her head. She couldn't help but grin again. She loved it when her boyfriend took charge and got more aggressive with her. And he loved it when she begged.
"Bolin…faster."
He suddenly stopped, barely inside her. "I don't know. What's the magic word?" He teased.
Opal rolled her eyes at him. "Please." She tried to take him in deeper, but he just pulled back when she got closer. She closed her eyes and sighed before locking eyes with him again. "Please," she pleaded.
"Good girl." He let go of one of her wrists for a second to adjust himself as he thrust inside her again, much harder this time.
Both hands on her wrists again, he took a moment to set a good rhythm before speeding up just as she wanted him to.
"Harder," Opal whined. He complied, releasing her from his hands so he could grasp onto her hips for leverage.
One of her hands almost immediately went down to rub her clit, exactly the way she liked it. The other held onto the pillow behind her head.
"Oh, fuck, baby, I'm getting close," he moaned.
With knitted brows and laboured breathing, the young couple drew closer and closer to their peak.
"Me too…" Her fingers moved faster and faster over her clit as her boyfriend continued to pound her, never breaking his pace or the level of power he put in each thrust. Spirits, did she appreciate his athletic stamina. She decided to put her kegel practice to use, clenching and unclenching her muscles around him, chasing their release and-
"Shit," Bolin exclaimed as his orgasm hit, still moving, spilling into the condom, still inside her pussy. He started to pull himself out, wincing, too sensitive to continue this way.
"Wait!" Opal grabbed his arm with her free hand while he was still halfway inside her. "Don't move yet…" A couple more passes over her clit and her jaw fell open. "Oh, spirits!" Pleasure washed over her, almost burning from the inside of her core.
The spasms of her walls slowed as she came down from the climax. As soon as she let go of both of them, he figured it was safe to pull out, collapsing into the space next to her. They took a moment to catch their breath, and Bolin removed the condom, being careful not to make a mess with it, and then tossed it in the trash bin under the nightstand. Opal rolled onto her side and gently brushed the slightly sweaty hairs from her boyfriend's forehead. She leaned over to give him a sweet peck on the cheek.
"We should probably get ourselves together and get ready."
He turned his head to look at the clock. "Probably," he sighed. He nearly forgot he had to go to work this morning, but luckily they didn't get too carried away, so they still had plenty of time. "Five more minutes?"
Opal took a deep breath before standing up on her knees, reaching a hand out to him. "Come on, babe. If you get up now we can take a shower together," she sang.
Didn't have to tell him twice. Bolin sprang out of bed, grabbing her hand and tugging her along with him towards their bathroom. "Well, what are we waiting for then?"