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It wasn’t fair. To him, it felt like forever, but for you it didn’t seem to phase you.
“How come you’re not more upset? Won't you miss me?” He whines, shaking your shoulders slightly.
“You’ll be alright, you’re only gone a week, not forever.” You reason, grabbing his hands on your shoulders. He knows this but he can’t seem to accept the fact of leaving you, even in your shared home.
“It’s just training camp, I don’t have to-“
“You’re going.” You state, escaping his grasp as you walk to the bedroom. Earning you a groan from behind as he closely follows you, “Besides it’ll be good for you.” You continue, finishing the half packed bag Kaiser desperately tried to avoid. He slumps his entire body face first onto your bed mumbling incoherent whines.
“Who will keep you warm all night long if not me?” This makes you halt all your movements. Instead, you reach for a pillow to smack him with.
“What was that for? That hurts, you know.” He rubs his back, feigning hurt in his tone.
“For being annoying.” You laugh at his childish behavior. He likes that you know he’s being nonsensical. Not shying away from his immature antics is one of the things he loves most about you.
Still, he really doesn’t see the need to go, but since you’re so insistent on him going, he doesn’t dare to refuse.
Zipping up his bag he turns on his back to look at you, “Will you miss me?” As much as he knows the answer, sometimes he needs reassurance. You know this better than anyone. Leaning down to brush the hair off his face from his previous fit, you place a small kiss to his forehead, “That’ll depend whether or not you actually go.” He only pouts at your answer letting out a huff.
“Fine.” He obliges, getting up to grab his bag from you, pulling you in for a surprise kiss. It’s messy and uncoordinated but never lacking in intensity and fervor. He would’ve liked to continue if he wasn’t about to be late according to you. Pulling back slightly for breath, he leans closer to your ear to whisper in it.
“I’ll have my way with you when I come back.” He states, caressing the back of your head, planting one final kiss to your ear.
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The past few days have been slightly hectic with work. Dealing with insufferable customers from dawn to dusk- you were really at your limit. You can’t really complain though- after all, you did this to yourself by picking up extra shifts.
Letting out a sigh of relief upon hearing the click of your door, you eagerly make your way to the shower. With little time to yourself these past few days- you were more than ready to be engulfed in the warmth of your own shower.
Admittedly, you might’ve spent a little longer in the shower than you normally should have, but you decided you deserved it for working so hard these past few days. Plopping onto your bed, you let out a hum of relief; relishing how good the sheets feel under your skin, the coldness of it contrasting to your skin.
Turning to look at the vacant spot next to you, loneliness starts to take over. Just because you’ve been busy, it didn’t mean you were incapable of missing Kaiser. As much as you hate to admit it, he was right. You crawl to his side of the bed, breathing in his husky scent on his pillow.
Your stubbornness prevented you from telling him to come home early, not that he wouldn’t- because he totally would, but because he’d be way too smug about it after you forced him to go. You curse yourself for telling him to go.
Tonight was especially restless for you. Tossing and turning to and fro, you decided to suck up your pride and text him.
you
are you up?
You stare at the screen longer than you should have waiting for a response. Not that you expected one, it was late and he’d probably been busy all day. After a while, you sigh of defeat, setting your phone down to sleep.
Hearing a soft ding from your phone, your hope is restored upon seeing his message.
kaiser
so you do miss me after all
and here i thought you forgot all about me
you
i see you haven’t lost your mind yet, how’s camp?
kaiser
horrible without you
You smile softly at his response. Dramatic as ever, you think.
you
you’ll live.
kaiser
no, i don’t think i will
His pessimism was something you always found amusing about him. It’s good to know he hasn’t completely lost it without you. Although you can’t really say the same for yourself. Talking with him is making you realize that you missed him more than you thought. You watch how the screen flickers with his text bubble disappearing and appearing again.
kaiser
why are you awake?
you
because i miss you
You answer honestly because you want to, not wanting to hide from the truth anymore. He takes a while before responding, making you grow more frustrated and restless every second. Heat begins to crawl its way below your navel, making you whine softly at the pressure. You barely manage to finish reading his texts before you’re sent into a frenzy.
kaiser
fuck
i want to touch you so bad
His words weren’t enough for you tonight, the pressure residing between your hips was becoming unbearable. You slide your hand over your clothed cunt with a means to quell the fervor. The cloth already soaked from arousal, you slide your fingers under it, rubbing the slick all over. You trace small circles onto your clit, stimulating soft moans of pleasure with his name at the top of your tongue. Turning your head to his pillow, you try to stifle your volume as best you can. With your other hand free, you creep it under your shirt to palm your chest, wishing it were him touching you.
“Fuck…” You breathe, unintentionally inserting your fingers inside of you. The warmth gushing around you, making you instinctively pant at the intrusion. After a few slow strokes of easing yourself you gradually fasten the pace. Your legs reflexively try to close but to no avail. Sweet mewls leave your lips as you arch your back to get a better angle.
Close, so close.
Chasing a high you so desperately want, but are incapable of getting by yourself. At least for now, this will do until he comes back. Your fingers hastily quicken and curl, making you spasm around them, desperate for release. Your chest heaving at how deep your fingers thrust into you, you can feel yourself come undone. Your heels digging into the mattress as you tighten around yourself. Your hand slowing down to ride your high, you start to feel slightly guilty for not waiting until Kaiser came home.
Your breath starting to regulate, you suddenly remember that you forgot to answer him back. It would have to wait till morning, you tell yourself as fatigue starts to envelop itself around you.