Henrik had just settled down in bed with a book that he had picked up at the library the other day when he heard the lock in the door turn. Glancing at the clock, he saw that it was nearly ten, and he frowned a little as he set the book back on the nightstand before getting out of bed and slipping his feet into slippers before making his way out of the room and down the hall. He was in time to see Roxanna trudge through the door, looking thoroughly exhausted. But the moment their eyes met, it seemed like all her tiredness fled her body as her eyes lit up.
Dropping the bag she had on her shoulder, Roxanna closed the distance between them and wrapped her arms around his waist as she nuzzled her face against his chest. "These were the longest two weeks of my life, Henrik. I don't know what I'll do if we're separated for a length of time longer than that."
Henrik relaxed into her embrace, dropping his chin to rest against the top of her head as he let out a deep sigh. "It is so good to have you back in my arms, Roxanna. Though I would have thought you might have called before you set out."
"I wanted to surprise you, darling, and I also didn't want you to wait up for me, just in case I had to stop for the night. It wasn't too bad, up until the last hour." A long yawn passed through her body, and he rubbed her back gently as he led her into the bedroom. "All I want to do is crawl into bed and have you spoon up against me. We can make love in the morning."
"That sounds like the best way to wake up," he said as he gently pushed her towards the bed before rummaging around in one of her drawers to pull out a set of pyjamas. By the time he turned around, she was curled up on her side, fast asleep, and he chuckled a little as he folded the pyjamas back up and closed the drawer, going over to her side and tugging off her shoes, putting them in the closet next to her others before stripping her down to her underwear and then carefully pulling the duvet from beneath her body before climbing into bed next to her.
It was so easy to curl around her body, molding himself to her as he relearned her shape. Even though she had only been gone from him for two weeks, it felt like an eternity, and he buried his nose in her hair before yawning himself and pulling the duvet up around their shoulders as he drifted off to sleep. When he woke up a few hours later to his alarm, Henrik was surprised to find that Roxanna had turned during the night, one of her legs thrown possessively over his hip, her head resting on his shoulder. He didn't want to wake her just yet, since he was enjoying drinking in her beauty, and he carefully reached out to hit the button on his clock, turning off the alarm.
That small movement seemed to stir her from her slumber and she stretched out along his body before blinking open her eyes and giving him a soft smile. "I haven't slept so well in so long."
"I know the feeling," he replied before he leaned in and kissed her softly. "How was the drive?" he asked as he started to rake his fingers through her hair, taking care not to tug on the snarls too roughly.
"It was so lovely, darling. I truly was able to see parts of the country that I haven't ever had the opportunity to really look at, and I wish that I could have taken a few days so that I could have stopped and taken pictures, you know? It's so hard to commit things to memory when they pass by you at fifty miles an hour." He nodded before kissing her again. "And it didn't help that I knew that I was coming home to you."
"Oh?" he said, smiling as she pushed his shoulder until he was on his back. Nodding, she straddled him, staring down into his face, her hair brushing against her cheeks, throwing shadows onto her features.
"Yes. That gave me a heavy foot, kept me pressing on to home." Roxanna reached out for his hands, and he obliged her, clasping her hands in his. A soft smile spread across her lips as she brought his hands to her breasts, pressing them tightly to her skin as she bit her lip. "You're home, and I needed to be with you."
"Are you sure that you just didn't miss this?"
"Henrik Hanssen! I will have you know that I missed everything about you." He nodded as she leaned in and captured his lips in a heated kiss, and as he returned the embrace, he firmed his grip on her breasts, letting his thumbs sweep back and forth across her nipples as he arched his hips up against her core, feeling the heat of her sex press against him. "But I did miss this."
"I did, too," he said before kissing her once more. Sliding his hands down her body, he took hold of her hips, nudging apart her thighs with his legs as he thrust up into her welcoming body. Roxanna rolled her hips, and he groaned at the sensation, unconsciously digging his fingers into the meat of her hips as he tried to control the pace of their lovemaking. She was having none of that, though, as she curled her hands around his shoulders, using the leverage to set the pace that she wanted. It was slow, languorous, really, and as he gave himself over to the pleasure that she was drawing out of him.
Instinct took over soon enough, and he gasped as their pace picked up. Though he found himself closer to orgasm than he would have liked, the anticipation of their reunion overwhelming him. The orgasm rushed through his body, and she grinned before kissing him deeply, letting him flip her onto her back and finish. "I love you," she whispered as he gently collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily into her hair.
"I love you, too," he finally managed to pant out, and she sighed a little as they curled up together. "And by now I'm assuming you know that I have the day off."
"Why do you think I wanted you to take your time?" Roxanna began to scratch the top of his head, sending shivers down his spine. "And please tell me you're not thinking about cutting your hair." He pursed his lips a little as he slipped from her body so that he could flop over onto his back to stare at the ceiling. "Henrik, your silence is telling. I adore these curls that are starting to form. I really hope our future children inherit that from you, you know. It appears that Freddie has that gene, from the latest pictures we've received."
"I would love a little blonde you with ringlets of gold falling down her back."
"As long as she has your dark eyes, then yes." She kissed him softly before slipping out of bed and making her way to the door. "I'm going to shower, if you care to join me?" And with the heated look Roxanna gave him, Henrik knew that he really couldn't say no.