alfonsheiderich:

A rattled sigh came from his lips, shortly turning into a small cough, and the blonde lowered his gaze in embarrassment. She was right, he knew that much. He really was in no condition to go into work, and in all honesty, he didn’t want to either. He’d love the day off to spend with her, hold her— especially when she was stroking his thigh like that, oh, God— but it wasn’t a matter of him not wanting it. 

He wasn’t sure if he could afford it. 

“E-Elle, I want to, you know that,” he whispered, leaning up to kiss her neck and catch a water droplet that was trailing down from where he’d placed his thump. Her skin was smooth and warm like the water and he purred. However,   soon after, his face fell flat. “…But we’re behind on schedule and I need to be there… And I don’t… know if the Lieutenant will even let me…”

Was it worth the effort of asking off? There was chance that for even suggesting it he’d end up with another beating tomorrow, but… No, no, it was worth it. He wanted to stay with her. Hell, he needed to stay with her. They hadn’t had much time together in so long.

She let out a soft breath, her pulse rising at his lips on her neck, and her hand came up to tangle in the back of his short hair, keeping him there.

“The Lieutenant can go and do one,” she muttered, her expression darkening protectively. It wasn’t that simple, of course, but she wished he would. Alfons had enough to deal with without that hideous-minded man shadowing his every step. “Wanting you here aside, Alfons, if you don’t rest, you won’t be able to stay on schedule. Get some rest while you can. It’s only for one day.”

Her free hand, still holding the soapy sponge, picked up its ministrations again, working lazy circles along his leg. Elle turned her head just enough to catch Alfons’ mouth again, tongue sneaking between his lips.

Alfons is far too beautiful a creature for you, Lieutenant, she thought, nose nudging softly against the rocketeer’s. I won’t have you touch him again.

(Source: chocolateboxgirl)