Dulce: 11 – A Morning Kiss

itshigh-boop:

I really ended up liking this one, too! 😍 Fair warning, it’s got just a little bit of spice thrown in there! 😳💦
Ao3: Chapter | Story
Tags: Alternate Universe – Domestic / Modern / No Overwatch, Newlyweds, Light Mature Themes
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Jesse’s never been one to rush his way to consciousness after a good night’s sleep but this morning is an exception. He stirs, breathing in deeply and feeling a warm body cuddle closer to his bare chest. There’s a pleasant ache running through his body from the previous night’s activities but he thinks he’ll manage. Looking down, he sees his beloved’s dark hair frame her sleeping face. One arm is wrapped firmly around her slim waist, pushing her closer as his free hand moves to trail a finger down her soft cheek. Her closed eyelids twitch, slowly fluttering open to reveal the iris-colored eyes that drive him to his knees every single time.

She smiles lazily, dipping her head to place a kiss to his chest before she moves up, the sheet falling away from her body and giving Jesse the best morning view he’s ever had. She leans in, her long, thick hair draping around them both like a curtain, making her sweet kiss all the more intimate.

“Buenos días, Mr. McCree…” she mumbles with a smile against his lips.

His hands grab hold of her arms, returning her kiss before slowly pushing her back down onto the bed so he’s kneeling over her. She brings a finger up to her lips, biting coyly at her manicured nail, grinning at him all the while. He catches sight of the glint off the silver, diamond-encrusted band she wears on her finger and his heart swells up.

Rumbling deep in his chest, he dips his head forward, he kisses her, hands cupping her face until he lets them roam down her bare shoulders and her sides, their mouths moving together all the while. He trails his hands upwards once more, grasping and groping at all the places he’s memorized from the night before along the way, greedily swallowing all her gasps and whines. When his hands return to their original place, cupping her cheeks, he breaks the kiss, letting his forehead rest against hers and smiles.

“G’mornin’…Mrs. McCree.”