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~ chicago fire ~
After a singular sip of the alcohol, Kelly softly removed the glass from his wife’s hand. It had been a hectic week, and they’d barely had any time for just the two of them.
The evening glow filtered in through the large windows of the loft, lighting up Stella’s face in a way that showed all of her natural beauty. It felt good to be close to Kelly again, Stella having missed being able to touch him whenever she wanted to.
Stella Kidd loved sex. She especially loved sex with her husband but the week they’d just gone through had been the most sex-less since Kelly had last been away.
They’d managed a quicky in the shower after one shift earlier in the week when Isaiah had been at school, but with the teenager in the apartment every night, they hadn’t taken that step to be intimate with each other.
Kelly had made a comment the night before, expressing that he was in fact missing his wife’s touch but Stella had been worried of Isaiah hearing them and being scarred, so he’d kissed her goodnight and they’d gone to sleep.
But tonight there was a charge in the air, and Kelly Severide knew exactly how he could make his wife relax, but only if she let him.
“Come with me?” He tenderly asked. Stella raised her eyebrows slightly, it wasn’t hard to read what he wanted and it was enough to make butterflies appear in her stomach. Stella smiled slightly at the thought of how even after almost a decade of being together, he still had such an effect on her.
She nodded before they linked fingers, Kelly guiding her to their room. He closed the door behind them before securing the lock that they very rarely used. “Kelly-”
“Do you trust me?” He asked, his eyes darker than only seconds ago, ocean blue becoming midnight black.
“What if he needs us?” Stella argued. There was nothing more she wanted than to have hot sex with her husband, the sex they’d perfected over the years, but what if Isaiah needed something? What if he heard them?
Kelly chuckled as he pulled Stella closer by the belt loops in her jeans. “When has he ever come out of his room past 9pm?” He kissed her once, pulling away before deepening it. Kelly’s hands ran up her body, appreciating every perfect curve of her body before his fingers linked behind her back. “And the door is locked. If he needs something all he has to do is knock, we’ll get some clothes on quickly and he won’t know a thing.”
Stella leaned her head into his shoulder, his fingers tracing patterns over her t-shirt. “You know how much I hate being quiet.” She joked, moving to look up at him.
“I’m sure we can find a way to make it fun.” Kelly winked before he leaned in to capture her lips again.
This time he didn’t hold back. He kissed her with force, his tongue moving against hers as his hands found their way to her curls. Stella softened into his touch, goosebumps lining her skin at the thought of them finally getting a night to appreciate each other.
Kelly’s hands found the hem of her shirt, easily pulling the fabric up her body and over her head. He threw it towards their hamper but neither one of them cared if it had actually reached.
His lips trailed down her throat as he found the button of her jeans. Stella threw her head back when his mouth landed above her covered breasts and he wasted no time in sucking a small hickey into her sensitive skin.
“God, Kelly.” She moaned as his fingers pulled down her zipper and made their way under her panties. She was already wet, the thought of having him inside her enough to get her ready for him.
“You need to be quiet.” Kelly reminded her. His finger dipped lower into her underwear, gathering her arousal before drawing light circles around her clit. She nodded against him as she moved her face to his shoulder, muffling the noises she couldn’t keep in.
He built her up slowly, touching her too delicately for her to get off, but enough to get her close. Stella’s fingers gripped the material of his shirt tightly, using everything she had to keep herself silent.
“More.” She whispered to him, pulling her face away from him so she could look him in the eyes. Kelly obeyed, removing his hand from her pants so he could pull them down her legs. Stella kicked the jeans away, leaving her in only her underwear.
Kelly’s hands went back to her hips, slowly moving her towards their bed. “Climb up.” He instructed as he whipped his own shirt over his head.
Stella followed his command by settling on the bed, her legs naturally spread open. Kelly removed his pants, throwing them towards where the rest of their discarded clothes sat.
His erection was visible through his boxers and Stella couldn’t help but want him closer to her. She was always so full of need and she was ready to have him fully.
“You sure you’re not out of practice?” Kelly smirked from above her.
Stella rolled her eyes. “Are you forgetting last week?” She reminded him, referring back to their intense night at the firehouse.
Kelly’s eyes darkened at the thought of that night and without another word, his boxers were shuffled off and he was over her fully. His cock pressed into her covered core as his lips met hers. Stella’s fingers found his hair instantly, gripping the grey strands tightly as their tongues battled for dominance.
“I want you.” Stella purred, her teeth catching his bottom lips. Kelly groaned into her mouth, Stella soon soothing her bite with her tongue.
Kelly pulled aww. “Yeah?” He asked, completely breathless. Stella’s legs were wrapped tightly around his ass, pressing him into her as they slowly rocked together.
She could feel every vein of his hot flesh through the damp material of her panties, his hips continuing to push into her. The head of his cock bumped against her clit, and Stella keened at the feeling. He knew her body so well that she could come just from this.
His head dipped as he placed light kisses against her collar bone, his lips sucking delicately at her soft, caramel skin. “So much.” Stella gasped tight when his tongue swirled around a peaked nipple, shooting pleasure straight down her spine.
Her fingers ran up the muscular plains of his back, soon reaching his grey hair. She gripped the short strands, digging her fingertips into his scalp when he sucked on her nipple harder than before.
Stella pulled his head away from her after allowing him to play with her breast for a while, loving the way he felt against her pebbled peaks.
They kissed once more, Kelly’s hands holding her face as he put everything he had into their kiss.
“Condom?” He asked after he’d finally pulled away. They still weren’t trusting her birth control fully, that being how she’d gotten pregnant the first time, and neither one of them was ready yet.
But occasionally, when they were so deep into each other, they didn’t bother, needing to feel each other bare.
“No, baby.” She shook her head. Kelly’s touch fell between her legs, pulling her panties down before he threw them over his shoulder and to the floor.
Kelly shifted back between her legs, his hand slipping to his cock. He ran the head of his erection through her wetness, nudging her clit to pull moans from her throat. He hushed her, reminding her they couldn’t be loud.
“Oh.” She let out in a deep breath when he finally pushed into her, stretching her.
He didn’t go all the way at first, inching slowly into her so as to not overwhelm her body with his size. Stella’s body had grown accustomed to his length a long time ago, but he always let her adjust, it also being a perfect way to tease her.
“Oh god, Kelly.” Stella groaned into the warm air of their bedroom. “You feel so good.” Kelly grunted, pulling out until only his tip remained before he thrust his hips, bottoming out instantly.
The cry that left her throat could only be described as guttural, Stella clearly forgetting about their task to stay quiet.
“Shh.” He mumbled into her mouth as he kissed her, Kelly swallowing any noise she made. His hips stayed flush against hers, refusing to move. “I’m not moving until you stay quiet.”
Stella groaned, throwing her head back against the pillows. She knew he was right, but he just felt so good.
“Are you going to be quiet like a good girl?” He breathed, nipping lightly at her ear. Shivers ran down her spine, and she nodded her head. “You’re so perfect, Stella.”
“How do you expect me to stay quiet when you talk to me like that?” She whined, Kelly still not moving. “Do you know what you do to me?” It’s no louder than a whisper, her eyes glistening from a mix of emotion and arousal.
“Do you know what you do to me?” He replied, his breath hot against her cheek. He moved his hips slowly, grinding into her with precision. Kelly didn’t pull out, just enjoying the way she was clenching around him.
“I love you.” Stella whispered.
“I know.” He placed a delicate kiss against her lips. “I love you.”
“Will you move now?”
Kelly smirked. “Are you gonna keep it down?”
He saw the way her expression changed, going from emotional to pure want. “Yes, lieutenant.”
“Good girl.”
Kelly finally began to move his hips, pulling all the way out before he thrust forwards, building up a steady rhythm inside her.
Stella’s hand shot to cover her mouth, the skin of her palm capturing the low moans she was unable to keep in. Kelly moved with ease, his fingers tight against her hips to keep her close to him even when he pulled away.
Both of their climaxes built, their need for each other too high to draw out their lovemaking. Kelly was barely able to hold on, the feeling of being sheathed in her hot, tight wetness as well as the sight of her head thrown back, her fist clenched between her teeth almost too much for him to handle
It didn’t matter how many times they had sex, she always made him go crazy.
Changing up the pace, Kelly pushed harder into her, knowing exactly how to get her to the edge of bliss. She couldn’t help but cry out, his cock brushing perfectly against her inner walls. His movements weren’t gentle in the best possible way, and she loved it. She loved him, and the feeling of him fucking her hard.
“Quiet, Stella.” It only pushed her further to her finish.
She was so damn close.
“I’m sorry.” Stella gasped while his hand slid up her body, his fingers pinching her nipple, his movements pausing again. She grinded her hips into his, hoping to keep her orgasm close if he wasn’t going to move. “Don’t stop, Kelly.”
“Are you going to be quiet?” She nodded rapidly.
Without pulling out, Kelly ran his hands up her legs, moving them from where they were wrapped around his waist so he could place them over his shoulders. Stella’s own hand shot to her mouth to trap the yell she’d let out at the change of angle, Kelly going so deep she knew it wouldn’t take long for her to come.
He leaned forward, pushing her legs into her chest, almost bending her in half. Stella thanked the gods for her flexibility, her body moving so willingly into the new position.
Kelly’s eyes met Stella’s and her mouth opened in a quiet gasp when he started up a rough rhythm against her.
He was so deep inside her that Stella could feel her orgasm develop almost immediately, and with the way the head of his cock was brushing up against her g-spot, it wasn’t a usual orgasm brewing, it was an explosive one.
“I can’t- Oh, Kelly, I’m gonna-” Stella cried out, her fingers gripping tightly into the skin of his back, no doubt leaving her mark on him.
Kelly knew what was going to happen, he’d perfected his knowledge on her body a long time ago and when she moaned like that? He knew exactly what was coming.
“Let go, baby.”
His right hand moved from the pillow to her mouth, holding it there to silence the noises she couldn’t keep in any longer. The hand that wasn’t covering her mouth slipped between their bodies so he could rub her clit, the perfect way to push her over the edge.
Stella cried into his hand, her body shaking from the force of her climax. They didn’t lose eye contact until Stella had to clench hers closed, the pleasure from her orgasm too intense. He fucked her through it, Kelly using all the control he had to stop himself from following her right over the edge.
He doesn’t stop, knowing if he kept going, he would make her orgasm so strong she’d soak their bed. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Stella yelled, although muffled by her husband. He didn’t let up, forcing her body into overstimulation.
“I’ve got you, Stella, I’ve got you.” He urged, allowing not only her body to let go but her mind too. "It's just you and me, let go."
Her orgasm continued for what felt like years, both their bottom halves, as well as their sheets, now soaked as she gushed. Knowing he wouldn’t be able to push her body into much more, Kelly continued his movements, chasing his own release.
“Where?” He grunted as he moved his hand away from her mouth and back to her waist, both hands gripping tightly to fuck her harder.
He always finished inside her, it was never a question, but since losing the baby, things had changed, and never never wanted to overstep any of her boundaries.
But with the way her body was buzzing from bliss, there was no way she was going to make him pull out.
“Inside me.” It was a simple statement, but it was enough to push Kelly into his climax. His rhythm faulted, and his mouth moved to the skin of her neck to drown out his own cries.
His orgasm struck instantly as the words left her mouth. Kelly’s face dropped to the where her head met her shoulders, muffling the coarse groans falling from his lips as her core clenched tightly around his cock, pulling everything he had out of him.
Kelly’s hips continued to move, carrying both himself and Stella through bliss.
“Fuck.” He mumbles into her salty skin after he lowers her legs back to the bed. Kelly placed a few light kisses against her neck before lowering his body over hers, letting them both come down from their highs.
Stella’s legs wrapped around his back, her right hand finding his hair. They laid still for a while, embracing each other's closeness and enjoying the afterglow of sex.
“Hmm, I will never get bored of this.” Stella whispered, her fingers now massaging his scalp.
Kelly placed one more kiss against her skin before he pulled out, causing Stella to groan at the loss of him. He disappeared into the bathroom after pulling on a clean pair of boxers, soon returning with a warm washcloth.
He carefully cleaned up her centre before he retrieved a clear pair of panties and one of his t-shirts to sleep in. “You need to get up, babe.”
“I’m comfy.” She pouted, spreading her body out against the sheets, narrowly avoiding the wet patch by rolling onto his side of the bed.
“I’m not sleeping in the wet patch, Stella.”
“Fine.” She jokingly huffed before pulling the sheet around her body and got off the bed. Stella stood awkwardly in the corner of the room as Kelly quickly changed the bed.
“Are you going to get changed?” Kelly questioned with a smirk, although he wouldn’t complain if she decided to stay naked.
Stella shrugged before dropping the sheet. Kelly’s eyes darkened at the sight of his wife, sex-flushed and purely satisfied.
“Let’s go to bed, honey.”
Oh, it was going to be a long night trying to stay quiet.
fin