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snoggedTitle: Endless Possibilities
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Carter Bays and Craig Thomas own How I Met Your Mother. I don't. Please don't sue.
Pairing: Marshall/Lily
Word Count: 357
Rating: FRAO/NC-17 for sexual flashbacking
Spoilers: 5.01 – “Definitions”
Summary: Marshall’s POV during Lily’s post-couple breakup pout
A/N: Dedicated to my sweet RP ladies who kept me up last night :D And thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
idioticonion for the read through.
Marshall couldn’t say what part of Lily’s post-couple breakup pout had stirred up the excitement in his comfy elastic-band sweatpants because he knew from experience that the possibilities were endless. The flannel pajama set, for example, had always been a favorite because the big buttons on it were fun to pop open and he loved the tiny gasps she made when the cool air of the room brushed over her exposed skin.
Possibility Number 2 was her whine about cooking classes and the memories he had from Lily’s cooking experiments back in their old apartment that usually ended with them on the kitchen floor, naked and doused in powdered sugar. Although it had been the night with the turkey baster that had really heightened his appreciation for his wife…but he doubted she’d be up for a repeat performance.
Possibility Numero Three could have been her segue into camping and his immediate flashback to that Fourth of July weekend where her orgasms had zinged through her faster than the fireworks finale display going on outside their tent.
Or it could have been the Butter Pecan ice cream that she was scooping out of the carton at an alarming rate and the sticky sweetness framing her lips from the times she’d missed her mouth entirely. It gave him flashbacks to the cookie batter incident where Lily had “accidentally on purpose” dropped peanut butter cookie dough on top of her breasts and he had diligently helped her clean up the mess…and then, they made love like bunnies on the kitchen counter.
The sight of her with the ice cream made his tongue ache to leap out and swipe those drops from her cheek and her chin, just to see how they mixed with the salt of her exaggerated tears. His eyes were desperate to see that ice cream fall to her clothes so she’d be forced to remove them. And his erection twitched in anticipation of sliding into her liquid heat, making the ice cream and disappointment melt between them.
It was time for the moan train to take a detour to sex town…where the possibilities were always endless.
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Carter Bays and Craig Thomas own How I Met Your Mother. I don't. Please don't sue.
Pairing: Marshall/Lily
Word Count: 357
Rating: FRAO/NC-17 for sexual flashbacking
Spoilers: 5.01 – “Definitions”
Summary: Marshall’s POV during Lily’s post-couple breakup pout
A/N: Dedicated to my sweet RP ladies who kept me up last night :D And thanks to
idioticonion for the read through.Marshall couldn’t say what part of Lily’s post-couple breakup pout had stirred up the excitement in his comfy elastic-band sweatpants because he knew from experience that the possibilities were endless. The flannel pajama set, for example, had always been a favorite because the big buttons on it were fun to pop open and he loved the tiny gasps she made when the cool air of the room brushed over her exposed skin.
Possibility Number 2 was her whine about cooking classes and the memories he had from Lily’s cooking experiments back in their old apartment that usually ended with them on the kitchen floor, naked and doused in powdered sugar. Although it had been the night with the turkey baster that had really heightened his appreciation for his wife…but he doubted she’d be up for a repeat performance.
Possibility Numero Three could have been her segue into camping and his immediate flashback to that Fourth of July weekend where her orgasms had zinged through her faster than the fireworks finale display going on outside their tent.
Or it could have been the Butter Pecan ice cream that she was scooping out of the carton at an alarming rate and the sticky sweetness framing her lips from the times she’d missed her mouth entirely. It gave him flashbacks to the cookie batter incident where Lily had “accidentally on purpose” dropped peanut butter cookie dough on top of her breasts and he had diligently helped her clean up the mess…and then, they made love like bunnies on the kitchen counter.
The sight of her with the ice cream made his tongue ache to leap out and swipe those drops from her cheek and her chin, just to see how they mixed with the salt of her exaggerated tears. His eyes were desperate to see that ice cream fall to her clothes so she’d be forced to remove them. And his erection twitched in anticipation of sliding into her liquid heat, making the ice cream and disappointment melt between them.
It was time for the moan train to take a detour to sex town…where the possibilities were always endless.
