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~chicago fire~
Stella stepped into the loft with a smile, knowing her extremely missed husband would be on the other side of the door.
When she clicked the door shut, Stella was met with a picture perfect moment.
Kelly was laid back against the couch, his study materials around him as his head hung back, his mouth open slightly as he slept.
She’d known he’d been up all night studying as they’d been texting during the night, Stella always unable to sleep when Kelly wasn’t next to her. She’d told him he should get some rest and that he still had time before he had to take the Captains exam but Kelly had insisted he was in a flow and he didn’t want to stop now.
Sleep had clearly caught up with him eventually and now Stella was met with her beautiful husband looking so peaceful on their sofa.
Stella moved quietly around the loft as she unpacked her station bag. She checked the pot of coffee to find it was cold and had most likely been made during the night considering Kelly had a half drunk mug of it on the coffee table.
The last message she’d sent him had been at 4am and he hadn’t replied, so Stella figured he’d been sleeping for a few hours now.
She quickly put a new pot of coffee on - this time with a dash of hazelnut in it - and then shoved a few slices of bread into the toaster, Stella wanting to eat before she sent herself and Kelly to bed for the morning.
Stella tried to stay quiet, not wanting to scare Kelly awake but when the toast popped, Kelly shot up, sending his flash cards half way across the loft.
“What the fuck.” Kelly gasped as he blinked rapidly a few times, trying to get his eyes to adjust to his surroundings.
Stella chuckled at his dramatic performance. “Good morning to you too, Babe.”
Kelly rubbed his hands over his eyes before he shook his head a couple of times to wake himself up.
“When did you get home?” He asked, his voice still hoarse from sleep. Kelly got to his feet, stretching his body out from being cramped on the couch for the past few hours.
“Like 5 minutes ago.”
Kelly hummed before he made his way to Stella, pulling her into his arms the second he was close enough.
“Good morning, Captain Severide.” Stella teased, her bottom lip pulled between her teeth. Kelly leaned in to kiss her, his hands falling to her hips.
The kiss was soft, and before Stella could deepen it, Kelly pulled away. “I have to pass the test first.”
Their foreheads were pressed together, Stella’s arms wrapped around his neck as her fingers tangled in his sleep-messed hair. “I have no doubt you’re going to smash it, Kelly.”
“Hmm.”
“What is it you said to me the morning of my lieutenant's test?” She grinned up at him before her lips touched his in the briefest of kisses. “Those magic words?”
“You got this, Stella Kidd.”
“Exactly.” She whispered, this time her lips finding the day old stubble on his cheek. “You got this, Kelly Severide.”
Kelly smiled softly at her words before he placed his mouth over her as, this time him being the one to initiate the kiss. “I love you.”
He didn't give her time to reply before he deepened the kiss, pushing Stella back against the counter softly.
Her back hit the kitchen island, a quiet moan escaping her lips as Kelly’s tongue tried to force its way into her mouth. He’d missed her so much, he always did when they were away from each other, even if it had only been 24 hours.
“I love you too.” Stella gasped when Kelly’s lips trailed down her neck and quickly found her pulse point. He sucked lightly, no doubt leaving a mark she’d scold him for later.
Stella’s fingers gripped his hair tight, and she was thankful her husband decided to grow it out slightly longer so she had the length to grab onto when he used his mouth on any part of her body.
His hands ran up her sides, slipping under her shirt so he could feel her bare skin. Her leg lifted to wrap around his upper thigh, opening her body up to him.
“Fuck,” Stella groaned, Kelly’s teeth scraping across the smoothness of her collarbone. “Kelly.”
She pulled his hair enough to pull his mouth away from her neck, Kelly confused as to why she’d made him stop.
It wasn’t unusual for them to have sex on the counter, especially with it just being the two of them again, but sometimes Stella liked him to worship her, and that couldn’t be done as well on the hard top of the kitchen counter.
“Bed?” He asked.
Stella shook her head no. “Can I eat my toast first?”
He stared at her for another beat, Kelly in complete shock at her comment. "You're killing me, Stella."
Stella shrugged. "You'll survive." She took a bite of her toast, grinning around it. "Besides, anticipation makes it better."
Kelly pulled back from her, taking a step away with an eyebrow raised. "Can I have some at least?"
"Make your own," she said, taking another slow bite of her toast.
He stared at her. "You're really not gonna share?"
"Nope."
He shook his head, muttering something about her being impossible, but she caught the smile tugging at his mouth as he dropped two slices into the toaster.
-
They sat together with only the sounds of last night's Blackhawks game playing. Stella ended up making Kelly his own toast, not wanting to share her own, especially when he wouldn’t quit complaining about the coffee she’d made.
“I need to take a shower.” Stella sighed dramatically. She’d explained to Kelly the call with the kids in the car, and the very wet cement that she swore was still on her skin, even after two showers at the firehouse.
“Want company?” Kelly smirked, taking the last sip of his (hazelnut) coffee.
“You gonna let me actually shower?”
“We’ll see.”
-
Once the shower was to the temperature Stella wanted it - a temperature Kelly would squeal at - she stepped into the water, her clothes forgotten on the floor.
Kelly was right behind her, stripping his sweats and t-shirt off before he followed Stella into the shower.
She really did have to clean her body once more to make sure all the dried cement was clean from her skin so Kelly let her be for a while until she was as clean as she could get.
Stella looked over her shoulder to where her husband was standing. His eyes were glued to her, and Stella couldn’t help but smirk at how hard he was already.
“What are you waiting for?” She asked with a raised brow.
It was slightly amusing that he had been just standing there, waiting for her to be done.
“You ready for me now?”
“Get over here.”
With Stella’s back still to him, Kelly moves into her space, his front pressing against her back.
His cock was already rock hard, and Stella couldn’t stop the moan from falling from her lips as his length pressed into her ass and his hands found her hips.
She was soaked for him, just from the small amount of touch he’d given her in the kitchen.
There was no easy way to have sex in their shower, all of the surfaces being flat. It wasn’t something they did often, but when they did it was usually Kelly holding her against the wall as he fucked her. But this time, he wanted her from behind, and he figured it would be easier to find purchase.
“Put your hands against the wall.” Kelly instructed after he turned her slightly so their faces wouldn’t be in the spray of the water.
Stella obeyed, placing her hands against the tiles as Kelly sank to his knees. He spread her legs slightly, not only giving him better access to her but stabilising her too.
Kelly wasted no time as he licked a rough line from her clit, up the seam of her ass where he left a few kisses against her cheeks. His tongue found the spot where he didn’t adventure to often, and Stella almost cried out at the unexpected, but good sensation.
“Kelly.” She moaned, his tongue building up a rhythm running from her clit before heading back to her ass.
“Tell me to stop.” He pushed, knowing it that this was something they’d been talking about for a while but they hadn’t prepared this time and was the shower really the best place to explore this?
He’d touched her there before, but it had always been fleeting touches and soft kisses, nothing more.
“I haven’t prepped.”
“I don’t care.” He promised. “Do you want me to touch you there, Stella?”
She nodded. “Use your words.”
“Yes.” It was no more than a breath.
His tongue licked another stripe from her clit to her ass, but this time, instead of moving back towards her core, he circled the place he knew would make her gasp. The forbidden spot she never asked for but always arched into..
Kelly’s hands spread the flesh of her ass, giving him further access to her. his tongue moved softly against her, his right hand falling between her legs to find her clit.
"Oh god," Stella whimpered, her hands slipping slightly against the tile. "Kelly..."
"That good, huh?" He murmured against her skin, his tone smug as hell.
But he didn’t wait for her answer, instead he moved lower, and his tongue dipped into her pussy, fucking her deep while his thumb took over on her clit. His other hand came back to her ass, middle finger circling the tight ring of muscle, providing her with some teasing pressure but not breaching yet.
He used a finger to drag some of her slick up to where he really wanted to touch her, making his movements smoother.
"Fuck," she gasped, pushing back against his face.
She was starting to get loud, moaning his name, cursing, and her legs were starting to tremble.
Kelly pulled back just enough to speak. "If you're this loud from my tongue, babe, the neighbors are definitely gonna hear me fuck you."
"I'm not..." The rest of her protest dissolved into a broken moan as his mouth latched onto her clit, sucking hard, and his finger finally pushed inside her ass, just the tip at first, but slowly going deeper.
The stretch made her cry out. "Oh my god, oh my god..." When they’d spoken about doing this, about adventuring a little bit outside of their usual things, she had never expected it to feel so good.
"Right here, huh?" He curled his finger slightly, and Stella's knees buckled.
"Yes," She choked out, tears forming in her eyes at the sheer pleasure. "Please, Kelly..."
He could feel her getting close, her legs shaking so hard he had to steady her hip with his free hand.
Kelly continued his torture until she was struggling to stay standing. Her whole body felt like it was floating, the pleasure he was inflicting on her so intense.
Stella leaned her body into the shower wall, part of her needing the extra support and another part trying to escape the insane sensations he was inflicting on her.
With a shaky hand, Stella tried to reach back to grab his hair, unsure if she wanted to drag him closer or push him away. His touch was overwhelming and her initial attempt to grasp his hair failed when Kelly sucked particularly hard on her clit.
Stella grounded herself before trying again, this time succeeding in gripping her husband's grey locks and pushing his face further into her core.
If she wasn’t so far gone, she’d be afraid of suffocating him.
"Don’t hold back on me now," He groaned against her, pulling back slighting against her tight hold. "Let go."
She came with a loud moan as her body seized and a small trickle of wetness hit his tongue. Kelly didn't pull his finger out, letting Stella ride her orgasm out while his mouth immediately moved to lick up every drop she gave him.
When the aftershocks finally stopped, he withdrew his finger carefully and stood. Stella was boneless, barely able to hold herself upright, so Kelly steadied her with both hands on her hips, then slid them up her sides, providing slow, grounding touches while she caught her breath. He pressed soft kisses across her collarbone, up the side of her neck, taking his time, letting her come back to herself.
Once her breathing slowed a few minutes later, her hands found his shoulders.
"You," she finally managed, her voice wrecked, "are dangerously good at that."
"I know." Kelly grinned against her neck, cocky as ever.
She huffed out a soft laugh, and he pulled back to turn her carefully, pressing her front against the cool tile. He pressed his cock against her ass, grinding a little, letting her feel exactly how hard he was while his mouth found her ear.
"But that was just to take the edge off, babe," he murmured, voice rough. "I'm not done with you yet."
Without another word, Kelly lined himself up with her slick entrance, pausing for a moment to try and keep his control at bay.
And when he finally slid into her, he did it slowly. It didn’t matter how long they’d been together, he was big, overwhelmingly big, and she always appreciated the slow stretch, giving her body time to get used to him
She fit around him like a glove, and their bodies were so well-accustomed to each other that it felt like they were made for one another.
Kelly’s hands ran from her hips to the soft skin of her back, his cock pushing slighting further into her.
“I can take it, baby.” Stella whispered into the shower wall, knowing if she turned to look at him, they’d both be in trouble. “You know I can.”
“I just need a second.” Kelly groaned in reply, the sight of her bent over for him in their shower making it harder for him to stay in control. “You’re always so tight for me.”
“You feel so good.”
“Fuck, Stella.” With a single breath, Kelly pushed all the way into her, bottoming out immediately.
They both moaned, the feeling of being joined together so intense even after ten years of being together.
Stella felt so full. And with the position they were in, she swore she could feel him in her belly.
They had hot sex all the time, but now? This felt different, and Stella felt like she was going to explode already. He wasn’t even moving yet she felt better than she ever had.
After what felt like hours of being joined, Kelly pulled back slowly, almost all the way out, before slamming back into her. The force of it knocked the breath from Stella's lungs.
"Fuck," She gasped, her head falling forwards as she tried to swallow her moans.
He did it again. Slow withdrawal, deep and hard thrust.
"You feel that?" His voice was rough. "Feel how deep I am?"
"Yes," she choked out, pushing back to meet him. "God, yes...”
Stella swore she’d never felt this good, and she sure as hell couldn’t keep quiet now. Kelly was obsessed with every sound coming from her, her noises pushing him further to his endgame.
“I know, baby.” He cooed, slowing his movements to a teasing grind. Her whole body was shaking, and Kelly knew she was struggling to keep it together. “But you’re gonna take it just a little longer, aren’t you?”
He pulled out slightly, changing up his angle before he slid back into her. Stella cried out, the tip of his cock hitting that perfect spongy spot inside her.
“There it is, your favorite spot.” He smirked after she made a particularly guttural sound. She was so wet around him, and he knew it wouldn’t take long to have her gushing around him.
Kelly kept up his rhythm, pulling every kind of moan from her chest, knowing how much she loved it when he hit so deep inside her.
Kelly's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he felt her clench around him while he kept slamming into her. He felt the telltale sign of his orgasm building low in his spine and realised he was a lot closer than he thought.
On his next thrust, he pulled out fully, needing a moment to get himself together. Kelly ran through anything unsexy he could think of, from the amount of studying he still had to do back to Christopher Herrmann straight out of the shower.
Stella groaned at the emptiness she felt, confused as to why he’d stopped. "No," She whined immediately, trying to rock back against him. "Don't stop, don't. Kelly! I was right there..."
"I know, but Jesus Christ, Stella, you're..." He sucked in a sharp breath, his forehead dropping to rest between her shoulder blades. "Give me a second or I'm gonna blow right now."
"I don't care," she gasped, desperate and frustrated.
She tried to move again, but he held her still. "I do." His voice was wrecked, strained with effort. "Not yet. Not like this."
Kelly pressed a kiss to her spine, still breathing hard, still fighting for control. "Thirty seconds, baby. I promise."
"I hate you," She whimpered, even though they both knew it was a lie.
"You won't hate me in a minute." Kelly smirked, running his hands along the smooth skin on her back.
To Stella, it felt like forever before Kelly finally pushed back into her, this time his hips tilted slightly so he could go as deep as possible.
She was back on the edge instantly, and with the way he picked up his pace, slamming into her with no shame, Stella knew she wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.
“Kelly- I can’t.” Stella cried, her fingers trying to grip the dark tile of the shower wall. She was so close and she knew her orgasm was going to be explosive. “You’re- you’re too deep. I’m gonna fall.”
Kelly couldn’t help but chuckle at her. He wouldn’t lie and say it didn’t boost his ego to know that he was fucking his wife so good she was struggling to get her words out but also knowing her orgasm was going to be so good she knew she couldn’t keep herself upright.
His hands left her hips and moved over her back, his fingers eventually sliding up past her breasts so he could pull her away from the wall and into his embrace.
Kelly held her against his body, Stella melting into his touch. His hips didn’t stop his relentless rhythm, his right hand now travelling between their bodies so he could find her clit.
With one hand splayed over her stomach and the other one rubbing tight circles around her bundle of nerves, Kelly pushed his hips harder into her, knowing exactly how to make her come.
“Kelly!” Stella squealed as his grip around her belly tightened, his hips pushing so roughly into hers, the head of his cock was brushing incessantly against her g-spot.
“I know.” He whispered into her ear, wanting nothing more than for her to let go around him. “You’re right there, aren’t you? I can feel you shaking around me.”
Stella’s hands found purchase in his skin, her right hand clamping around the arm he had spread across her stomach and her left reaching back to grasp his hair.
Her body began to shake, the pleasure he was giving her too much for her body to handle.
“Come on Stella, come for me.”
Her back arched, her orgasm consuming everything inside her. Stella’s nails dug into his skin as she came, her body viciously shaking against him, her body moving against his to keep her orgasm going.
She gushed, her release soaking their skin.
Stella’s mouth fell open in a sharp cry, her legs giving way as she tried to fight through the pleasure.
Kelly held onto her tight, using all his strength to keep her upright.
When she eventually came down, Stella slumped against Kelly’s body, completely wrecked, her core tightening so much around his throbbing erection and Kelly wasn’t sure how he was keeping it together.
“That was intense.” Stella breathed out, her fingers running languidly through his hair as she came off her peak.
“Hmm.” Kelly shifted his hips slightly, still very hard inside her.
The angle was punishing and Stella winced slightly at the overstimulation. Kelly noticed immediately, him being able to read her body like it was his own. He gripped her hips lightly and slowly pulled out of her, not wanting to hurt her.
Stella moaned at the feeling of him exiting her body. “Baby, you didn’t come yet.”
“It’s okay, you’re already sore.” Kelly smiled, turning her around so they were face to face. “Was I too rough?” He leaned in to leave a soft kiss against her lips.
“No, you were perfect.”
Stella placed one more kiss on her lips before she sunk to her knees. Kelly couldn’t help but moan at the sight, his brain short circuiting at the thought of her mouth on him.
She wasted no time in making herself as comfortable as she could before she gripped his cock in her hand. Kelly’s head fell back at the sensation, using every last shred of his control.
Stella pumped his length a few times before her mouth enveloped his head, her tongue running teasing circles around the tip.
Kelly’s finger wrapped around the soft, wet curls of her hair, not moving or guiding her but just hanging onto whatever small amount of control he still had.
They’d been in the shower for a while now, and Kelly knew he wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer.
Stella worked her magic over him, using everything she knew about him to make him unravel. His legs began to shake, his fingers tightening in her hair, now guiding her movements against him.
She didn’t take him all the way, Stella wanting to at least tease him a little bit before she let him come.
“Stella.” Kelly groaned, trying to warn her as if she didn’t know exactly when he was about to come. “Baby.” It was a choked noise, his fingers flexing in her hair as he struggled to keep it together.
Just as his orgasm hit, Kelly’s right foot slipped from underneath him, the older firefighter falling onto his knee as he failed to keep himself up. His hips unintentionally pushed forwards, Kelly unable to find his footing in the slippery surface of the bath. Before Stella had a chance to realise what was happening, his erection hit the back of her throat, causing her to choke around him.
Kelly groaned at the sensation, the head of his cock reaching the depths of her mouth.
Once Stella had time to process, she relaxed her throat, taking all of him in. Kelly came hard, his hands slipping from her hair to either side of the shower wall. Stella swallowed around him, extending his orgasm.
“Fuck.” He cursed, and not only was his dick throbbing, now his knee was too. Stella pulled away with a smirk as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
“Are you okay?” She chuckled, getting to her feet. Stella held out her hand for Kelly, helping her husband to get off the floor.
“Yeah.” He didn’t get up. “Are you?”
"I'm fine. That’s not the first time you’ve been down my throat." She grinned as she got to her feet then held out her hand for him. "But you just ate shit in the shower because I sucked your soul out."
He took her hand, letting her help pull him upright, and shot her a look. "I slipped."
"Yeah, you did." Stella's grin was blinding now. "Slipped because I'm so good at this you literally couldn't stay on your feet. That's a new personal record for me, by the way."
Kelly groaned, rubbing his sore knee. "You're never gonna let me live this down, are you?"
"Are you kidding?" She was absolutely delighted with herself as she reached for the body wash. "I made Lieuten- sorry Captain Kelly Severide fall on his ass mid-orgasm. That's going in my mental highlight reel forever."
He shook his head, but he was grinning now too. "You're ridiculous, and I'm not a captain yet."
"I'm a legend." She ignored his comment, knowing it would only be a matter of time, and hey, her husband as a captain? Stella had never thought he could get hotter.
He pulled her closer under the spray, his hands sliding over her hips as she started washing his chest. "Are you done?"
Not even close." She looked up at him, eyes sparkling with mischief. "I might get that engraved on a plaque. 'World's Best Blowjob: Evidence - One Concussed Husband.'"
"I'm not concussed..."
"Yet, babe.”
Stella moved a teasing hand down his stomach and through the trail of hair that led down to her favorite part of him. She didn’t touch him there, not yet, appreciating a man of his age needed time to recover - not that she’d ever tell him that.
“You know, I could help you study.” His brow raised, her hand slipping away from his body. "The kind of studying where you get rewarded for the right answers. And punished for wrong ones."
Kelly swallowed, his cock somehow trying to come back to life. He didn’t give into the temptation to bend her back over, knowing they’d both end up injured if he did. But her teasing? That made it hard to do anything sane.
He didn’t reply to her, not wanting to encourage her torturous teasing. But Kelly should have known his wife would just carry on when she didn't receive the reaction she wanted.
"Maybe I’ll tie you to the bed. Ask you questions. Every right answer, I go down on you for sixty seconds. Every wrong answer… I stop. And you have to watch me touch myself instead." She was trying not to giggle at her own words, the look on Kelly’s face was everything she’d hoped for. “What do you say?”
“I say I have a lot more motivation to study now.”
Stella grinned before she leaned in to kiss him. She tried to deepen the kiss but Kelly pulled away, the older firefighter using every inch of control he had to not fuck her in this shower again.
“Well, before we get studying, I need to eat.” Stella reached over to shut the water off before she guided Kelly out of the shower.
Kelly grabbed Stella’s towel off the rack and wrapped her up in it. “Can we order pizza?” It wasn’t really a question as Stella got what Stella wanted. Who was he to deny her that? But Kelly also saw an opportunity to tease her back.
“What if I don’t want pizza?”
Stella faux gasped. “Kelly Severide is turning down Lou Malnati’s?”
“I’m more interested in what I get if I say yes to pizza.”
“Did I not just promise you the best study session of your life?” Stella asked, confused at the sudden change.
Kelly laughed as he wrapped his own towel around his waist. “I’m just saying, we burned a whole lot of calories just now, I could go for a greasy burger.”
They both dried off, before making their way to the bedroom to get dressed. He didn’t actually mind the pizza, he just wanted to tease her back.
His trademark smug grin crept back onto his face as he dropped the towel to the floor. His cock had started to harden again, Stella’s study promises very much still on his mind.
"You know," he said, stepping towards where she was rummaging through her dresser. “I really should've been more creative when you were studying for your Lieutenant's exam a few years ago."
Stella looked him up and down, taking in his naked body, noticing how his erection was coming to life airways. She smirked, stepping an inch closer to him.
"Trust me, baby. You're gonna wish you had been."
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