Sunday [Tag: John ft Damon]

John smiled a bit as he saw her laying on the bed like that. It was nice to see her smile instead of seeing her sad. He climbed onto the bed beside her and smiled. "You know what's soft?" He asked gently, then smiled and leaned over to kiss her lips tenderly.

Marina tilted her head slightly at his question, and once he leaned over her and kissed her lips like that, she smirked and wrapped her hands softly around his neck as she kissed him back. Her kiss might have start soft, but became more heated and deep as she let herself get lost into those soft lips again. And this time she didn't need to worry where they are, or if Damon was in the same room, all she allowed herself to do was enjoy the moment.

John smiled softly against her lips and leaned over to her a bit more, resting one hand on her waist gently. He liked how calm it was in this house. He felt safe, which meant he could assure she was safe more easily. He didn't like not knowing if she was okay. He laid down beside her fully and tugged her over him to allow him to rest both his hands on her waist.

She softly let him tug her over, loving how close they were now. Marina gently wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled slightly as she felt her tongue dancing along with his. She broke the kiss just slightly, so she could take some breath again, and moaned his name softly as she leaned her forehead against his. She was feeling safe lying down with him, and she leaned over again, to kiss his lips one more time.

John shivered at the sound of her moaning his name. He liked that sound, probably more than he should. But, now he knew he loved her. They were supposed to be together -- he could feel that in his very core now. He smiled, feeling how she leaned her forehead to his. "I love you," he whispered before he kissed her again, his hands gently caressing her sides, then down to her hips respectfully.

Marina smiled brightly when she she heeard him saying that again. She felt shinning, and happy, and she couldn't stop smiling while she kissed him. She turned around, and adjuested her dress slightly, so she could seat upon his lap. She hooked her hair behind her ears, and leaned down just slightly, so she could see his emerald hues, ''I love you too, I love you, I love you'', she whispered as she kissed his cheek, nose, and then his lips again, terdenly this time, her smile never failing. She slid her hands softly upon his chest, and her mind recalled the time back in Nirethia, similiar to when he asked now 'what was soft?', "I like this dress... But, you know what might look better on you? Me," She started laughing softly into the kiss, but she couldn't handle anymore and turned around, laughing a little harder as she stared at the ceiling.

John arched a brow as he heard how she laughed. His hands caressed her hips, but as she started laughing so exuberantly, he couldn't help but laugh, too, and look at her with a curious gaze. "What's gotten into you?" He mumbled, tilting his head.

Marina couldn't help but laugh with more happiness as she heard him laughing... This was too perfect. She was in a perfect hous,e with the man she loved, and their baby boy was sleeping with all the comfort on his nursery. She took small breaths to control her laughter, because he had asked something, right? She turned on her side, and gazed up him, she was still laughing a bit, but after a short moment, she calmed down. She looked into his emerald hues, and gently trailed her fingertips on his cheek as her gaze turned down to his lips just for a moment while she cupped his cheek gently, and locked her gaze with his again. She stayed in that state of comteplation for a long time before she whispered softly...

John met her gaze and smiled a bit, leaning into her caress on his cheek. He searched the warmth of her eyes and felt his heart beat a little faster before she whispered to him. He felt that flutter his heart always gave around her and smiled warmly. He leaned over her now and kissed her lips, caressing her cheeks gently as their lips moved together. He liked the warmth between them. He liked how easily he got swept up in her. She was his love, and he knew that it was supposed to be that way.

Marina smiled tenderly, seeing the way he was smiling at her. Her heart was beating faster, and she could fell ther butterblies flyings widely in her stomach whenever he touched her like that, or how their lips moved together. She pulled herself closer to him, looking for his warmth, and then she softly slid her hands down on his chest. Her hands went farther, and she fslid them underneath his fancy shirt.

John smiled slightly into the kiss. He liked how she wanted him close. He shivered, feeling her hands on his chest like that. Especially as her hands slid under his button-down. His hands slid down to caress her waist, then down to her hips to gently pull her even closer. His lips then trailed to her jaw and down her neck.

Marina moaned softly as he kissed down on her jaw, and bit her lip slightly when he kissed her neck. She smiled softly and kissed his cheek tenderly. "Tell me... is it right for a man to lay in a woman's bed?", she whispered with a playful smirk next to his ear. She knew exactly what she wanted, she wanted to be with him, to make love to him, and not that agressive moments they had shared. The old Marina Dalmar and John Rolfe were dead, they stayed at Nirethia. This is was whole new start for both of them, and she was loving the fact that she was having everything she had dreamed off.

John smirked at her words. They sounded familiar to him. Maybe he had said them? He wasn't sure. He wished he remembered. "Mm... Only if she wants them," He murmured, nuzzling his nose just under her ear. He kissed her jaw more and then brought his lips to hers before smiling down at her warmly.

''She wants... She wants to spend the rest of her life with this man...'', she kissed his lips tenderly, ''She wants to take care of him...'', she kissed the corner of his lips softly, ''To be his friend when he needs'', she trailed her lips down on his jaw and neck, ''And to be his lover, to make love to him'', she whispered softly and kissed his ear after.

John shivered softly at her words, loving how she was talking to him like that. He closed his eyes and memorized the path her lips took. He ran his hands along her sides and caressed her hips as their lips met again. "I love you," He said quietly as he kissed her deeply now and gently slid his hands under her shirt to caress her sides.

Marina smiled softly, feeling his hands upon her skin now. She smiled widely as she realized it was like his first time with a woman, she felt a little dirty imagining that he was more pure than her in this new situation. ''Don't be shy'', she whispered softly, guiding his hand to caress her breast softly, moaning quietly as she felt his hand there. She tugged him over, so he could hover her, and took his shirt off before bringing him down to kiss him deeply again.

John smiled a bit at her whispering to him and then hummed a sound of pleasure as one of his hands rested on her bra. She was so young -- so perfect. Even after a baby, he knew she was still in amazing shape. "You're teasing my in your head, aren't you? About me being... new to this?" he questioned before moving to help get his shirt off. He kissed her deeply as his hands massaged the fabric covering her breast.

Marina smirked teasingly and nodded at this question. Even spending a few months with her, he knew her very well already, like it was almost natural he guessing what was up in her mind. She leaned up to kiss him deeply and moaned softly as she felt his hands masaaging her again. She turned them around, straddling his hips with her legs as she took her cardigan off along with her shirt. She hook her hair behing her ears again before leaning down, sliding her hands in his well shaped abdomen and wrapping her hands around his neck as she kissed him passionately again.

John hummed a sound of pleasure as he saw her removing her shirt. He was right about her body being in perfect shape, even after a baby. His hands rested on her hips, smiling up at her with a gentle gaze as he saw her sweet face above him. He leaned up to meet her kiss, and hummed a soft moan. He wasn't sure what to do, which was why his hands felt a bit awkward against her hips. He gave her a sheepish smile and bit his bottom lip.

She leaned her forehead gently agaisnt his, and smiled sweetly as she looked at his smile, ''Oh, aren't you adorable?'', she giggled softly, cupping his cheeks. ''You make me feel so dirty when you smile like this, so innocently... You make me want keeping this innocence'', she whispered softly, as she looked down to him with a warm gaze.

John chuckled gently and blushed a bit. "I-I'm just... new," He mumbled, laughing softly. He leaned up and kissed her lips tenderly. He fell into the kiss after a moment and found himself more relaxed -- warmer. He rolled them over again so that now he had her pinned with his knees. He moaned softly into the kiss and slid his hands up her sides to grip her bra. He slid his hands around her and fiddled with the clasps on her bra until he could get them undone. Once it was off, he tossed it to the side, and came back around to grasp her breasts now, kneading them under his touch.

Marina chuckled softly, loving to see him blushing and stammering again. She kissed him softly, feeling how he was getting more relaxed as they kissed. She smiled as he rolled them over, and wrapped her arms around his neck as she continued kissing him slowly and gently. She couldn't help but giggling a bit while he worked on getting her bra off, and helped him taking it off. She could feel her heart beating faster, and moaned quietly as she felt his hand upon her breast, ''Soft'', she moaned quietly against his lips, and put her hand upon his, teaching him how to touch her.

John shivered at the sound of her moaning. He loved knowing he was pleasuring her. His hands worked softly as she guided, moaning gently into her kiss. He gently kissed along her jaw then, and down her neck. His lips continued along her collarbone before moving to where their hands were. He moved their hands from one of her breasts and kissed the soft skin there before taking her nipple in between his lips and sucking on it tenderly. He nipped at the sensitive skin, his emerald eyes upon her face.

She moaned softly as he touched her, like she showed him. Marina loved hearing his moanings back, knowing that he was enjoying this as much she was. She cried softly when he kissed her sensitive skin, and bit her lips as he sucked upon it in that tenderly way... She remembered how it was more sensible during the time she had to feed Damon, and how Damon was hurting her when his teeth started growing. John's lips felt tender, and she recalled the intimate times in Nirethia, before Odette happened in their lifes... Having John like that felt even better than those old times, because she knew that somehow, she would be the only woman he would be with, like he was the only man in her life. She opened her eyes and met his emerald hues. She smiled softly while moaning softly again, and placed her free hand upon his head, caressing his scalp gently with her fingertips.

John gave her a small smile and then smirked and kissed more against her breast. He moved to her other breast and worked it the same way with his mouth while his free hand massaged her other breast and worked the nipple. His free hand gently caressed her sides before sliding to her hips. He loved the feeling of her skin under his touch.