Warning: xxxx Sexual Content Ahead xxxx 

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Lou toyed with herself.

The blankets were ripped about and away, and pillows were punched on the floor. But she didn't care, she grinned like a cat with the cream, she smiled into the moonlight as her fingers found that special somewhere and she moaned overly loud.

Arching, twisting her legs she whimpered a little mewl, wishing it was him but Lou was still pissed- so it wasn't.

She tossed her sheet, the pale blue material billowed, catching the warm air in the room, floating down around her ankles tying her as she squirmed.

Oh God it's back firing on me Louise thought as she through her head back in a clouded haze, she was wanting more..... Much .... Much ...More.

'Arwwww nnnmm'

The pillows were fluffed, pounded wildly, making Lou remember where she was, where he wasn't.

'NnnMmmnn' she let moans slip in the silence of the night then bit down on a bottom lip as the delicious,  beautiful feeling all but engulfing her.

"Have you bloody finished!?" John grumbled loudly.

"Shush up and I might change my mind. I was about to, but you opened your big gob. So please dear just.... shut up and wait arrrrr  ohhh mmmmyesss" Lou panted out the words, trying to reach the dizzying heights she wanted so desperately to attain.

"Lo-"

"Shushhhh"

"Loui-"

"Shush it!!...... Oh God........... yesssssssssssssssssssss" Lou found what she had been searching for- heaven. And now, as she lay somewhat sated, sprawled in what remained of her sheets with hands flayed in disarray either side of her body, lungs grabbing bites of oxygen; the feeling of serenity slipped around her as she came floating down from heaven.

She grinned at the ceiling.

The silence was deafening and she stifled a giggle, clamping a hand over her mouth. She breathed deeply through the high, through the giggle and rested a tad more, then called his name "Johhhnnn, come here"

"Oh you want me nowwwwwwww" John grouched as he tugged on his member thinking he had to finish all alone, what with all her moaning and sultry sounds she had created.

"Alright suit yourself, stay there then" Louise rolled on her side and snuggling a pillow under her to watch him, the moonlight finding the damp sheen on his skin and his hand firmly wrapping his tool. His makeshift bed on the floor in tatters. She giggled again. "Did you use the ammonia?"

"Nooo oh god oh yes yes moan moan god yes moan save me" John played up to Lou's noises she had filled his ears with moments earlier.

"Do you want my help with that, or not?" Louise nodded towards his lower extremities, she still wanted him. 

He was like the sea pounding on her shore and she definitely wanted the sea boiling and pounding against the shore tonight. John jumped up and ripped his pajamas the entire way down his legs, his feet slipping them off as he neared Louie and the bed.

"Shift over and fix this, wicked woman" John was so polite, not. Louise turned her head away, he tried again "Pleaseeeee I need you sooo bad, Louise"

Louise was quiet, she raised her hand up off the bed and let him watch the moonlight dance and catch on the diamonds. John turned over pinching her nipple as he gripped himself. She was missing out, this was a monster wanger this one. All she has to do is moan once more and all over red rover, he thought.

"You can't buy me luv, sweetie"

What???? oh yeah the ring .... Sweetie, ok so we're moving to nicer conversations, that's a start John thought as he swallowed his uncomfortably yet nice pain the hard-on was causing, willing her to hurry up and get to the point or his point. Either or...

"I can't buy your love?"

"No"

"Why?"

"Because you already own it" Louise rolled over, while John pondered and then smiled goofily at what her words meant. John went to make a grab but Lou was too consumed with flinging the top drawer of the bedside table open, making half the contents clatter to the floor "Oops" Fumbling, feeling about in the dark recess she lifted out what she sought, holding it high offering it to John. Like a prize out of a bonbon cracker at Christmas.

"Is that a .... condom?" John took his hand from his member and scratched his hip, thinking bout the foil she presented and the meaning she surely was telling him with it.

"Why, yes it is, John. Have you seen one before?" Louise sing-songed then dropped her voice angrily "Or better still... used one. What am I saying used themmmm .... You better have!"

John stared at the small package. I'm stumped, he thought, all this time Louise and I have been naked...... skin to clinging, glorious soft hot sk-

"Put it on"

"Why? We alwa-" His voice went scratchy small. He knew what was coming before she uttered a word.

Of course he knew what was coming and it wasn't him, that was for sure....

Well not yet anyway.

"Well John, that was when you always seemed to insert yourself into me exclusively and not strangers John. Humour me, would you please" Louise just wanted to love him, make him hers again and she hated, hated condoms with a vengeance.

If she was in an exclusive relationship and on the pill to stop more babies why the hell not go frolicking naked with no Mackintosh raincoat when it rained. She went on the pill straight after the birth and after they tried it naked once she didn't want to go back and, by the sounds of it, nor did John.

"I'm clean" John moaned in Lou's ear, pressing his throbbing appendage against her thigh, hoping she might change her mind, quickly. He always wore a raincoat around the broads or birds or random skirt, whatever their rough name was today. And Brian had them all 'go to the doctor regularly' for medicals after the Hamburg mishaps.

I guess she is right, he thought as he reluctantly took the condom, he hadn't been to the doctors, yet.

Even with all of the to-ing and fro-ing of the last few minutes it didn't take John long to heat and was swelling well past boiling point, in mere moments.

Although John showed he was more than ready, Louise however, wanted a full oil change and service before he looked at the interior.

She was getting all she could from the experience, it seemed to John.

She came for him twice and nearly fell asleep after the second, well it would be her third orgasm of the night but John shook her lightly and nibbled her ear and played with her boobs, till she woke from the plateau she seemed to have floated to.

John rammed the foil in his teeth, ripping and spitting out the torn corner, rolling the thing on like he had done religiously the last few months.

He knew this was part of the torture however beautiful it would be when they came together, though it would be so telling and upsetting that she had to restrict them from reconnecting like they always did before.

"I hate condoms John, I hope you know that by now" Louise lifted her hips and John entered her, thrusting himself home, and revisiting again and again, the way she always liked it. Like a purge of his sins, he begged forgiveness with each thrust.

"Hate.... Hate condoms" she near screamed in his ear, she definity didn't hold back her thoughts on the subject.

"Hate them John" Her body filled with him, then he was gone, then back again, harder.

Again and again, she took him, let him join with her. Hips crashing into hips. Then she broke, tears welled and her emotions that were bound tight in the sex fled, scrurrying to the sadness of his sins.

She cried as he finished his run, because his body just wouldn't, couldn't, stop. John released, letting go.  She shook and shuddered, crying her heart out.

It was all too much.

Emotions, jumbled and fraught with sadness, happiness, worry and pain.

All. Too. Much....

He was back in seconds, condom trashed safely, sworn at heavily, as he discarded it. But it was a long time, those fleeting moments, in comparison to her tears.

They rained on his shoulder as he picked her up and he felt her arms curl around his shoulders as he held her tight. Holding ever so tight as she released all the pent-up sadness of his confessions.

Sitting with her straddled on the side of the bed for a while he stroked her back as her body heaved and sobbed. She shifted her weight and they fell down wrapped in each other, John found the blanket drawing it high across her shoulders, his fingers running through her dark shining hair as her body settled close against him.

She's lost weight, John thought to himself as her breathing settled slowly, she's lost weight everywhere because of me. I'm a bastard. McBastard is a saint compared to me, I don't deserve this girl. I don't deserve her here in my arms, crying her eyes out. Stop crying you wimp, he swiped a wayward drop of moisture from his cheek.

And, as if she heard his pleas, she moved, shifting off him, away, just a little.

There, ya knob, she's leaving now.

But she didn't, a hand slid quickly up Johns chest, lingering, curling around his neck then her eyes watched her fingers as they roamed, touching his cheek. Lou looked into John's eyes and saw the guilt he felt for making her sad and it was enough, truly enough to know, that he felt guilt.

That he saw and felt the pain that he had inflicted. Maybe he would learn. She could only hope.

But she wasn't finished. No. She wanted to slam home to him, everything she felt.

"I'm not as strong as you think I am John" Louise whispered holding his eyes with her own "I can't do this again. I can't have you confessing" Lou drew in a shaky breath "... So if you go... you go in silence, you never tell me, you never hurt me with what you're doing with other women. Just promise me ....." Louise took another breath, trying to regain her momentum, pressing her forehead to his and lifting away to gaze at him again "...promise me you'll always come home"

"Louie I-" John sat up on the side of the bed again, Lou followed not wanting to lose contact with him. Straddled again, John had nowhere to look but her.

"Promise John"

"Promise you won't tell" Louise scratched him, running nails down from his shoulder over his chest. Harder and harder she clawed so that he would remember the words when he looked at himself in the mirror in the morning "Promise or I will follow suit and everything you do I will do more. And everything you confess to me, I will confess to you; tales of my own, louder. For every girl I hear about I will put a notch on this bedhead of my own. I swear to you John I will. Don't look away, look at me!" Lou shook her head wildly as she caught Johns chin with her fingers, knowing she was acting deranged and unstable, she didn't care how she looked, she cared that the message got through, however awful it sounded.

"I promise Louise, please stop. You're scaring me" John held her close, his hand sliding repeatedly down her back.

"Good!" Wrapping her arms around his waist she stopped. Stopped talking, stopped moving, stopped thinking. She just listened. To his steady breathing.  And his heart beating. Lulled quiet she slowly relaxed into him, letting him kiss her shoulders gentle with soft butterfly kisses. "Oh... My... God" Lousie rolled her eyes.

"I'm sorry alright"

"Really?!" Louise secretly grinned into John's chest kissing him lightly in response.

"Sorry, you make me horny, May-belle. So, so horny Lou" John lifted her chin and kissed her sweetly. "You're so damn wonderful and you make me blooming hard as steel. Just you sitting here breathing and I'm a freight train on the loose, baby"

Louise giggled at Johns 'romantic' side "You are such a poet, you really should try to get published for your sonnets Winnie...." Louise gazed at John's beautiful face, the moonlight catching his lines and lips and... Wait, hold on, Lou's thoughts turned to a different course "Gee we haven't used our nicknames in forever. Do you think that's a good thing, or bad?"

"Well you called me Winnie and I haven't deflated yet"

"John, please .... seriously ...... Does it hurt?" Louise sat back on his lap looking in his eyes, waiting for the naughty boy to run with her question. He grinned and she knew he wouldn't disappoint, well he never did disappoint but we are talking retorts now and not sex.

"Seriously, it'll hurt if you deny me" John waited for Lou to frown at his needs but she was too interested in him twitching, caught underneath her, wanting to escape.

Louise kept eye contact with John, nibbling her lip and he looked into her eyes. Her sexy bedroom eyes because they were now. His Louie, her eyes, her body... John watched her wiggle a little. Hoping what he thought she may do, would come true.

She knelt forward, letting his rod spring free then, still eyeing him, she sank down and moaned as he went so deep, and good, inside.

Everything comes true with Louise.. John hummed as his eyes rolled back into his head. The feeling she elicited in him made his body flex and shudder in want.

Louise started moving her hips meeting John as he stoked her fire, her breasts touching him on their meeting then losing contact as she rolled her hips away. Eyes closed now, her mind soared with the delectable pressure of John deep inside her.

"Lou - no condom"

"Shushhh up, can't you see I'm enjoying this" Louise through her head back, arching her body as John ran fingers  over her breasts, his other hand splayed wide controlling her waist and stopping her falling completely over backwards.

John never ever, disappoints in the bedroom. She clawed him to turn them over onto the mattress. Never leaving her he regained his momentum and loved the way she controlled her body. Internal, external, everywhere she was. She closed around him cocooning him tight and hot; And when she exploded he saw fireworks in her eyes and she moaned his name with such delicious craving. With her moves, moans and words he had to; He had to give over and release. 

"If you give me a transmittable disease I'll chop it off" Louise warned through gasps and short choppy breaths as they recovered. Then complained of her self-control "I am so f-ing easy"

John wrapped her arms around him like she was a doll "I'm just irresistible"

"I'm just sex starved"

"I'm not complaining Lou" John kissed her cheek as she hit his chest.

"You wouldn't!" Louise tried to sit up and look at John, she loved watching his afterglow he was all blushed and messy, lips swollen, his chest slick, heart pounding and eyes sleepy. Yep he was even sexy after sex.

"I love you, I do, Louise"

"Tell me why"

"Why? .... Let's see. You're brave and funny, smart and swarmy. Tough, soft, hot- very hot, clever, sexy, wanton, mine" John suddenly sat up, he was on a roll and could see all the words floating in front of his eyes, like song lyrics they wouldn't stop and as Lou lay back down smiling up at him, he purged happily...

I love how you berate me

I love the way you push my hair out of my eyes

I love the way you caress my face and kiss my neck

I love how I know you'll always be there and tell me off when I need you to

I love you for the way you make me feel when I'm with you

I love your dirty humour

John tickled her, making her smile and laugh softly, swiping at his hands to make him stop.

I love how we like the same music

I love your eyes, your smile

I love how I see myself through your eyes

I love your laugh and how you make me laugh even when I'm the butt of your jokes!

I love your warmth and kindness with your friends, Eve and even strangers

He kissed her over and over, making her smile up at him, pushing the hair from his eyes, as he thought of more and more favourite things of her. What things he never said that should be said- everyday.

I love that you love spending time with me even if I'm just boring, doing the crossword or reading my books...

I love that your ticklish...in just a few secret spots

I love how you always seem to know what I need- even a good bollocking

I love the fact that you never give up on me

And Louise

I love the way I'm learning more and more, I can't imagine even one day without you in my life.....

Louise touched his lips, then thread her fingers through his hair at the back of his neck drawing him down to meet her lips.

"I love you too John" She kissed him."All of you"

She kissed him with forgiveness and love and happiness.