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Sunday, 15 May 2078 | 19:10
God, she is the most beautiful creature in the world, River thinks to himself when he finally finds V on the porch. She is sitting on the steps of their home, the one on the outskirts of Night City where they moved when it became apparent that sharing a house with two pre-teens wasn't the ideal situation...
It’s quiet, for a Friday night. Monique and Dorian aren't staying over the weekend. Randy and Joss wanted to surprise them with a road trip, of all things. As much as he loves taking his niece and nephew in when Joss works extra shifts, the silence is nice, too.
“Hey babe, I’ve been looking for you”, River says as he sits down behind her and wraps his arms around her waist. He pulls her close to his chest, his legs spread comfortably on either side, framing V’s body.
“I had to see the stars”, is all V says as she leans back into him. She exhales softly, content now that he’s here. It’s a sound that makes his heart skip a beat, especially when he’s the cause.
“That bad of a day, huh?”
“You could say that,”, V replies.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“Maybe later. For now, I just want to sit here like this for a while”. V looks up at the stars again and he squeezes her just a bit tighter, showing he understands and he won’t push it.
She responds by gently stroking over the arm he has wrapped around her waist. Whatever is weighing on her mind, it must be serious, he knows her well enough by now. She looks to the stars when she’s lost, alone or broken.
“I know what you need”, River says as he starts to massage her shoulders, gently working at the knots. First the left shoulder, then the right shoulder, then up from her lower back to her shoulder blades.
She’s tense, he can feel it, but he doesn’t want to force the conversation. He knows she’ll unload to him once she’s ready. V is purring like a kitten at this point, and he can’t help but smile, happy that he’s able to take her mind off whatever is bugging her so badly today.
“Thanks, Riv”, she whispers when he’s done and pulls her close to his chest again. River rests his chin on her shoulder. They sit in silence for a few minutes, each lost in their thoughts.
“Y’know”, he says close to her ear after a while, in that tone that goes straight to her core, “I can think of a few more ways to make you feel better”.
“Oh really?”, V asks with a smirk. “And what exactly do you have in mind?”
“Well,” River says gruffly as he moves his one hand down into her shorts and pushes the other, his metal hand, up under the fabric of her tank top to cup her breast. The cold metal against her skin draws a gasp from her lips.
“For starters, I was thinking…”
River stops abruptly. He’s not really surprised to find that she’s not wearing panties. Damn this woman, she’ll be the death of me one day, he thinks and can’t help but smile. V knows why he’s gone quiet and gives a slight giggle.
“Yes? Go on?”
River trails one finger ever so gently over her slit, all the way up, then down again. He knows the featherlight touch it will drive her wild. V is a grab-and-devour kind of woman but there’s nothing River loves more than teasing her.
He loves to hear her beg and can be oh so relentless sometimes, but it seems tonight she was way ahead of him. River is purposefully avoiding her clit but still lets out a curse as soon as he slips one finger into her folds.
“Fuck, Val... How in the name of all that is good and holy are you so wet already”, he asks hoarsely, his hot breath on her neck sending tingles down her spine.
“I’m always wet when you’re around”, V whispers seductively, slightly amused at the growl that emanates from somewhere deep within his chest at the words, and how his cock twitched against her lower back.
Yes, kill me dead she will, he thinks as he bites her shoulder hard, trying to control himself. River focuses on her again, on the warmth between her folds, on the circling movements his finger makes at her entrance before sliding first one finger into her, then two. Still avoiding her clit.
There, composed and in control again. He loves how V's body reacts to his touch. With her back arching against his chest, she rolls her head on his shoulder and he can see her eyes are closed and lips slightly parted, pure ecstasy across her face.
She’s so god darn beautiful every damn day, sure, but under the moonlight? Under the moonlight, she transforms into an otherworldly creature. His creature, all his.
It was one of the first things he noticed – how the moonlight lit up her face – that night when they shared their first kiss on the water tower. He couldn’t get enough of her then, and he still can’t get enough of her now.
V leans back slightly further so that she can lift and spread her legs for him and hook it behind his. First the left leg, which she drapes over his left leg and hooks her foot behind the back of his knee, then the right.
“Fuck, V…”, is all River can muster again. The sight of her like this, spread out against his body, in his arms, at his will… Lord help me. River adjusts his position and grips her tighter to his chest so she doesn’t slip. It’s the best view in the world.
With her legs spread as wide as she can, River slides a third finger into V’s wet folds and increases the pace a bit. With his thumb now searching out her clit, he is determined to make her come right here and now. So much for teasing her, he smirks.
“Riv… er!” V gasps breathlessly as he applies pressure on her clit, rubbing in slow circles at first, then faster. He leans back even further and pulls her against his chest again. This frees his metal hand so he can slide it from her waist up to her throat. She gasps in delight but River doesn’t squeeze. Not yet.
They are intertwined and it has always amazed River how her curves fit his body. As if they were made for each other, two pieces of a puzzle. He grins to himself as he thinks what a sight this might make to anyone watching.
She brings out the beast in him and his dominant streak comes to fore. And the fact that V is his makes his heart swell in a way that River had never experienced before. His to tease, to love and hold, his to push to the verge of ecstasy and beyond. All his.
River trails his mouth along V’s neck, leaving soft kisses in its wake. Lord, she feels so good, sounds so good. It’s getting hard for him to concentrate, her moans make him so hard.
But, if he wants to give her an out-of-this-world orgasm, he has to time his movements just right.
“Val. Babe”, he whispers authoritatively. “I’m going to make you come hard. And I want to hear my name on your lips when you climax, I want everyone to know you’re mine. Copy?”
“Loud and clear, Sir”, V barely manages to get out. She has never been a submissive person, but fuck, if this man of hers tells her something in that tone, she loses all control of her mental faculties. It’s hard not to obey such a request, anyway.
River increases the speed of his thumb on her clit when he feels her muscles tense. He focuses on her moans and when she’s close, when the time is just right, he squeezes her throat with his metal hand while planting two bites, two hard bites, one on her shoulder and the other on the side of her neck.
It pushes V over the edge. Her body bucks against his and she moans his name – mingled with a string of swear words – as she comes. With his hand still on her throat, gently now, he pulls her in close and holds her tight against his chest while she rides out her orgasm.
River buries his face in the fold of V’s neck and kisses her gently, enjoying the way her body reacts to his touch, still now. V, for her part, untangles her legs from his and settles back onto his lap, sighing contently while stroking the arm he has wrapped right around her waist.
“Feeling better, babe? Because I have more ideas if…” River asks, but doesn’t get a chance to finish his sentence.
“Much, but you made one tiny mistake”, V says matter-of-factly, and for just a moment, River is worried that he messed up somehow. Hurt her perhaps, or did something she felt uncomfortable with. He rakes his mind, but surely, he wasn’t that rough?