Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you

[dharmalady]

Juliet Scott was married for five years. Three of them were good. She was young, Damien was too. They were in love and carefree; had fun and had a lot of sex, traveled to a lot of places. She'd been on track to start med school but when she met Damien, she wanted him instead, and she thought she'd always choose him over everything.

Until she got pregnant.

He stuck around for a few months but then, conveniently his job took him away and the stretches of time between being home and being gone were longer. He was never a bad dad to Mia, not once, but it was like a chore to be home, to be a husband and civilian again. Juliet missed him but she tried to talk to him about it and it was a fight, every time. He had a job, he had missions, he couldn't just give that up. So she decided a year and a half ago to not make him choose anymore. She sent him divorce papers, certified mail, with a letter explaining to him that she was tired of feeling like she and Mia weren't a priority. Like he didn't want to be there when he was back in the states. She wasn't surprised when she got the signed paperwork back with no note in response.

She and Mia have been solo ever since, the two of them moving to Miami to be closer to Juliet's sister. Med school finally happens, and now Juliet's an intern and Mia is five. It's been hard, harder than Juliet ever thought she'd have to do on her own, but she's doing it. She's never told Damien he can't be a part of Mia's life, she's never tried to keep him away from her. When she moves, she makes sure someone in his branch of the military, wherever he is, gets her address. She's not even angry at him anymore, just sad that it ended this way between them.

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[inthewar]

"The only one, Jules. You were always gonna be the only one," he tells her, stretching out beside her, kissing the side of her neck.

[dharmalady]

She hums happily, smiling softly and turning so she's facing him, hand moving up and down his arm. "You're the love of my life, Damien. I know it."

[inthewar]

"Can you say that again, Jules?" He asks softly, smiling and stroking her cheek tenderly with his free hand.

[dharmalady]

"You, Damien Scott, are the absolute love of my life," she murmurs, looking right into his eyes as she says it.

[inthewar]

Damien holds her gaze, lingering before he captures her lips in a deep kiss, nuzzling as he kisses her. "God, baby. I love you so much fucking much. This is all I need. You and Mia."

[dharmalady]

"Good," she whispers softly against his lips. Then, after a while of just kissing, she pushes him onto his back, straddling him. For a while she simply dotes on him, kissing his skin, lightly biting and sucking until he's hard, and then she rides him, knowing how much he loves it. When they both fall apart again, she lays right on his chest, breathing hard and eventually, that's exactly where she falls asleep. In the morning, she's tucked into his side, though one hand is beneath the sheets, resting against his cock lightly, as if even in sleep she knows he's hers again.

[inthewar]

Damien rouses just lightly in the morning, turning his head towards her, tenderly and languidly kissing her forehead. Feeling her hand against him, he smirks and gently covers her hand with his, stroking his fingers over her knuckles.

[dharmalady]

Waking up a little, Juliet inhales and almost reflexively begins stroking him sleepily, curling closer to him and tucking her head under his chin. She doesn't speak yet, not awake enough. Her eyes are closed, and her hand stops and starts as she drifts, wakes up, strokes, and drifts. It's honestly blissful to know he's right there and hasn't gone anywhere.

[inthewar]

Damien chuckles softly as her hand alternates between moving and stopping, his lips pressing to her temple before he shifts his own hand to dip his fingers into her lightly.

[dharmalady]

That wakes her up, and she whimpers softly, nuzzling in against his chest before murmuring. "Taste me, Damien."

[inthewar]

Damien grins, leaning in to kiss her before pushing the blankets aside to straddle her. He takes his time doting on her, kissing his way down her body slowly, being very thorough. When he finally makes it between her thighs, his tongue drags slowly and heavily across her clit as he tastes her again for the first time in years.

[dharmalady]

As soon as the warmth of his tongue is on her, Juliet moans low in her throat, one hand reaching out to drag through his hair. He has always been so damn good at this and time only seems to have made him better. "Fuck, oh fuck," she whimpers, rolling her hips to meet his mouth.

[inthewar]

He hums in response, moving his tongue in a swirling motion around her clit, licking up her wetness as he goes. Gradually, he moves his tongue a little faster and harder against her.

[dharmalady]

Jerking reflexively, Juliet shouts out her pleasure now and she rocks steadily as everything builds and builds. When she climaxes, she very nearly screams out, his name tumbling from her lips over and over again as her mouth falls open and her skin flushes scarlet for him. Because of him.

[inthewar]

"You're so fucking beautiful," he breathes out, lightly pressing soft kisses to her face once he's licked her up and pulled away. His fingers trace her features, hand cupping to her flushed cheek as he grins at her.

[dharmalady]

Juliet grins right back at him, so happy as she wraps her arms loosely around his neck and pushes forward so that they're both sitting up and she's straddling him, in his lap. "What's your favorite part about me?" she asks as she rocks against him slowly, lips trailing across his neck.

[inthewar]

"Baby, we'll be here all morning," he smirks at her, just full of pure joy and love as he wraps her up. "No fucking way can I pick just one thing." He leans in close to her, kissing her pulse. "Your whole heart - fuck, the way you love Mia. And me. You help people. You do so much good, Juliet. You see the good in people, too. You make me laugh all the damn time." He pulls back, cradling her face in his hands. "I love your mouth, too. These lips," he grins, leaning in to kiss her. Then his hands roam down to her breasts, and he kisses them, too. "These. Oh, yeah, I love these," his smile widens. Then he caresses her ass, biting his lip as he looks right at her. "I could stare at your ass all day. And these legs - fuck, Jules, I lose my mind over your legs."

Then he dips his fingers into her lightly, kissing her again. "Maybe this is my favorite part. 'Cause when I touch you here, I know you can feel how much I love you."

[dharmalady]

There are tears shining in her eyes even as he touches her, and she lets out a soft breath against his lips as a tear rolls down her cheek. "I can feel it," she whispers, pressing her forehead against his. "I love you. I love you, Damien." Raising her hips, Juliet guides him into her body slowly, and when they're completely connected. "Can you feel me? How much I love you?" she whispers.

[inthewar]

"I know it, baby. I can feel it," he smiles at her so tenderly, pressing close to her and moving with her slowly. "I feel it every fucking day, and it's the best feeling."

[dharmalady]

Juliet's hands move up and down his back slowly, her lips trailing down his neck with so much love. "I'll love you forever, Damien," she murmurs as they move together.

[inthewar]

"I'm holding you to that," he whispers huskily, cupping his hands to her ass and moving so perfectly with her.

[dharmalady]

Soon, she just can't go slow anymore, and Juliet's moving faster with him, body tightening around his. Everything builds until finally, she cries out his name, falling over the edge as her face presses to his neck.

[inthewar]

Damien groans and manages one more hard thrust, sending him over the edge right after her, breathing out her name with so much pleasure. "Fuck...baby, you're amazing..." He's panting, working to catch his breath.

[dharmalady]

Juliet hums happily, breathing him in and kissing his shoulder tenderly. "You're pretty fucking amazing, too," she breathes out, dropping kisses more places she can reach. "We should take a shower. Head home."

[inthewar]

"Yeah. I miss that little girl," he smiles, kissing Juliet a few more times before finally getting up with her, leading her to the shower.