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Liz somehow tuned out the hustle and bustle of the café as she went from table to table with little enthusiasm or pep. She took orders, dropped them off at the counter and poured the drinks. Her mind was preoccupied with memories of the events of the previous night. When it was time for her break she trudged upstairs with the intention of flopping down on her bed and burying her head in her pillow for thirty minutes.
She pushed open the door and found Michael sitting on the end of her bed. Her head tilted to the side and a smile brushed across her mouth for the first time that day. Michael looked like she felt. But he was still the most beautiful thing she could think of to look at.
Liz walked over to Michael and immediately threaded her fingers in his fair. Michael pulled her down so she was straddling him and pulled her into a deep kiss. Liz sighed into his mouth and lost herself in the sweet sensations running rampant through her body.
Michael broke the kiss but didn’t release her. He pressed her tight against his chest and breathed in the scents of her. Her jasmine shampoo, her vanilla soap and the smell of fried foods from the diner. It was strangely arousing. Michael allowed his mind to wander for a few moments about ways he could use the Crashdown as a sexual location.
“You ok?” Liz asked a little confused about the dirty smile on her lover’s face.
“Me?” Michael blinked is surprise. “Fine. Why?”
“You were smiling?” Liz told him. “In a weird way.”
“Weird? Thanks.” Michael smirked.
“What were you thinking about?” Liz asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Extra curricular activities once the diner is closed.” Michael nuzzled Liz’s nose with his own in a suggestive manner.
“That explains the smile.” Liz teased him. “And my preference would be the front counter.”
“Mine too.” Michael growled. “But here will do for now.”
Michael turned and repositioned them so he was lying on top of Liz. He pulled open her uniform and made a mental note to add outfits to their fun at a later date. Liz groaned as Michael stripped her of her clothing. She returned the favour by pulling up his shirt and unzipping his jeans.
Michael eased himself inside of her and allowed her only a moment to settle before he pulled out of her and started their rhythm. He knew how to make her moan. He also knew that she needed to release all of the tension and anger and pain that had built up in her body from the night before.
Truth be told. He needed the same thing.
Liz dug her fingers into Michael’s shoulders in ecstasy. Her lips pressed soft but tender kisses to Michael’s jaw and mouth. She met his every thrust and ran her fingers through his hair; knowing that it aroused him.
It wasn’t pretty. It wasn’t perfect. But at that moment it was everything.
Leaving a sleepy Michael on her bed Liz redressed and, after giving him a tender kiss, she walked back to the diner to finish her shift. Everyone noticed that Liz seemed to have perked up after she returned to work. But simply put it down her thirty minute break.
After her shift was finished and the Crashdown closed Liz sat for a few moments at the counter. She was certain that Michael had gone home after recovering. There was no reason for him to stay in the apartment even though her parents were away at a convention for a week.
Liz’s head dropped to her folded hands. She closed her eyes and rested her sore body. Twisting her head from side to side she tried to relieve the tension that had taken root in between her shoulder blades. She was surprisingly unsurprised when she felt two large hands rubbing and kneading her tense muscles.
Liz groaned in a combination of pain and relief. She sat up and rolled her shoulders as Michael’s gentle hands worked their magic. As Michael’s fingers rubbed the tops of her shoulders Liz suddenly leaned backwards and pressed against his chest. She took his hands and guided his hands down her chest.
“I know a better way.” Liz spoke in a sultry tone. “To ease my aching muscles.”
“Me too.” Michael grinned.
He spun the stool around so Liz was facing him. He leaned in to kiss her quickly before lifting her up and placing her on the counter. Confident that the blinds were closed and that they were perfectly alone.
Michael ran his hands up and down Liz’s torso gently caressing her breasts and hips through her uniform. He wanted to tease her until she broke – unfortunately Liz seemed to have had the same idea.
And she was winning.
Liz knew exactly how to break Michael. Every little erogenous zone in his body was well known to her. His neck under her gentle fingernail, the hollow of his neck under her tongue and most of all his calves under her toes.
She could feel him tense and groan under her sensual ministration. Liz tugged at the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. His jeans were about to be dropped to the floor but Michael regained some control over his flushed body.
Michael pressed her back against the counter so she was lying down. Michael caressed her thighs knowing how sensitive they were for her. His hand ran up to her underwear to remove it. Only to be pleasantly surprised to find that she wasn’t wearing any.
Growling Michael smirked at the satisfied look in Liz’s eyes. Spurred on Michael ripped open Liz’s uniform for the second time that day. He loved that Jeff had chosen to have poppers on the uniforms. Although he doubted that he had considered this use for them.
Michael kissed Liz’s navel and licked her belly button before trailing his tongue down to her most tender and intimate flesh. Liz’s back arched off of the counter as the sensations from Michael’s pleasurable caresses caused involuntary reactions. Small desperate noises emitted from Liz’s throat as the excruciating pleasure got too much.
“Baby.” Liz rasped. “I want you to come with me.”
“I will.” Michael promised, he enjoyed the control he had over her and her pleasure.
An uncomfortable knot formed in his stomach as he shot back and sat down on the stool. Liz was surprised by the sudden end of her pleasure. She raised her head and saw the look of consternation on Michael’s face.
“I’m sorry.” Michael whispered in embarrassment.
“What’s wrong?” Liz asked in concern.
She sat up and pulled her uniform around her naked body. Jumping down from the counter Liz cupped Michael’s face with her hands and kissed him gently on the lips.
“Tell me.” Liz pressed gently.
“I don’t know.” Michael looked away in shame.
“Michael.” Liz pushed. “Everything was going well. At least from my point of view. Then I said I wanted you to come with me and you said you would. Then it stopped.”
“Can we not?” Michael protested. Michael stood up to walk away then stopped. “I really don’t want to talk about it.”
“Is it about what you remember?” Liz didn’t want that subject to be a white elephant in the room between them.
“I… Yes.” Michael stuttered.
“You thought you were controlling me?” Liz guessed.
Michael hung his head. Liz walked towards him and wrapped her arms around his waist.
“Am I some weak female who is incapable of saying what I want or need?” Liz demanded.
“What?” Michael was confused.
“Do you think that I am going to let you do something that I am not comfortable with?” Liz cried. “Do you think that little of me?”
“Of course not.” Michael protested. “I can’t…”
“Can’t what?” Liz pushed.
“Hurt you.” Michael cried.
“Then don’t.” Liz stated plainly.
“But.” Michael protested.
“But nothing.” Liz guided Michael back to the counter and made him sit down on the stool. “I have powers. More than you. If we were ever in a situation where I felt the need to use my powers against you; believe me I would. But it would never happen.”
“How do you know that?” Michael’s body relaxed against hers.
“Because I know you.” Liz stated with an obvious look on her face. “Now stop feeling sorry for yourself and finish ravishing me.”
Michael smiled into Liz’s neck.
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