Mads and Nate Closer to You

Author's Note: This story follows the events of Mads & Nate Once More With Feeling but is intended to stand on its own.

If this is "plain old vanilla sex" I'll take it.

Madison was thinking of the first night she and Nate were together. She'd meant it as a suggestive joke, implying they would be having a lot of sex. Which they had. Some of it had risen to the level of the "sexy sex" of that night, some not. Madison was not complaining.

All of this went through her mind in the instant before she lost the ability for rational thought. Both hands were clutching the sheets, her back starting to arch off the bed, the frequency of her moans increasing. Madison didn't have to look down to see what Nate was doing. His head was between her thighs, tongue and lips sliding around, and on, her swollen lips and clit. Abandoning the sheets she clutched his head firmly against herself.

Don't suffocate the poor man!

That thought evaporated as the focus of sensation moved up to her breasts. Nate held one comfortably in each hand; he switched from merely holding them to caressing them, concentrating on the nipples.

I swear that man is tonguing the alphabet...

Madison heard someone moan long and hard as her back arched again.

Oh, that's me. I am going to come so hard...

And she knew how she wanted to do it. Nate had made it all about her, he had passed on a blowjob, going down on her instead. She wanted to take him with her and Madison knew how to get them there.

"Get up here Mister!"

Someday I'll make it to "Z".

Nate pulled himself up from between her spread thighs and headed North. He knew what she wanted and so dispensed with any detours. To insure he got it right the first time he grabbed his cock and guided it into her in one smooth motion. Lubrication was not a problem. Nate's penetration of her could best be described as urgent, exactly what Madison was looking for. She wanted to be filled now.

Before he was even fully inside her the orgasm went off like a bomb. She'd been right about the intensity of it. Madison squeezed her eyes shut and started slapping the bed as if she were a wrestler tapping out. To make sure Nathan didn't take it as a signal to stop, (it had happened before), she said under her breath...

"Don't stop, don't stop, keep going, fuck me".

It would have been impossible for Nate not to want to, the feeling of her squeezing and shuddering around him was just too much. One, two, three thrusts and that was it, he buried himself deep inside her as the floodgates opened. After a few seconds, their bodies relaxed, Nate lowered himself on to her, keeping some of the weight on his arms. He gave her a lingering but soft kiss on her lips. Madison trailed a hand up and down his back, a habit she'd gotten from him.

The term most often used to describe Madison was "cute", but not in an immature sense. It was due to her amazing smile. Her strawberry blond hair was cut in a bob; it couldn't decide just how curly it wanted to be. Nate was an inch taller, trim with broad shoulders and short dark hair. Madison was ever so slightly jealous of the trim part but it escaped him as to why. He'd seen her from all angles.

Nate shifted to one side, his side of the bed, and lay on his back. Madison snagged the covers and pulled them over both of them before repositioning, throwing one leg across his thigh but gently. He felt the sloppy wetness of her and sighed. His ex, Kasey, would have been done with him after her orgasm, disinterestedly waiting for him to finish, be disgusted by the wet and then flee the room. Nate didn't think of Kasey much anymore, Madison had seen to that, and not just because of the sex. She loved him and he her.

OK idiot, tell her that!

"I love you Mads", his nickname for her. He put his arm around her, running a hand along her shoulder. She looked up at him, head coming off his chest.

"Love you too Nate", Madison let out a deep sigh, "Damn skippy, that was good". He chuckled. "You good? That worked for you? If not give me a minute to rally and it's your turn".

"Seriously? You couldn't tell?"

"I was a little occupied". Her smile was dead sexy.

"Not one complaint. And I got bonus fun, you've got the best 'O' face. What I could see of it with the tunnel vision and all".

"Oh, go on. No, I mean it, please continue... "

Nate groaned at the old joke and then turned faux serious.

"Uh oh".

She looked at him, waiting for the punch line.

"What?"

"I've got after sex munchies" The couple looked at each other, grins plastering their faces. They spoke in unison.

"Mac and cheese!"

Every couple of weeks Madison and Nate would pick a Friday, order in, stream something and have killer sex. The last became a topic of conversation while waiting for the water to boil.

"You'd think we'd patented sex the way we go at it. Oooh, think of the royalties!", she said.

"We'd make more than Bezos, Musk, Buffett... "

"Jimmy?"

"... Warren and the Sultan of Brunei put together".

"Oh, we could retire, buy an island somewhere warm and just... "

"Fuck like bunnies?" Nate smirked.

"Exactly!"

"I'm picturing what you look like in a swimsuit".

"Think one piece. Sorry to dash any hopes".

"I'd guessed as much and I have no objections Your Honor. Something low in the back though, I think. You know we're still in that early phase of a relationship, right?"

"The 'Honeymoon Phase'?" Madison was needling him, both knew they were riding an emotional high and something permanent was a ways off, if at all. They remained gun-shy from past experience and hadn't even moved in together yet.

Nate gave her the Eye and then switched it up. "You know Mads if you're going to insist on polishing my counter with your ass, you're going to have to get a better class of pj's". She eloquently stuck out her tongue at him.

Madison had developed a habit of sitting on the kitchen island while he cooked. It harkened back to the first time he had her over to dinner. She'd sat there with a glass of wine, her smile illuminating the room.

Getting out of bed they'd grabbed whatever was to hand to put on. For Madison it was her favorite disreputable pair of pj's and Nate's hoody. He was all too aware she was wearing nothing else.

Which is fair I guess because neither am I. At least there's symmetry.

Nate had on a pair of loose grey gym shorts that Madison especially loved and a tee shirt, the print on it faded to obscurity.

"You're burning the water", she said casually. Nate stopped his dithering and turned back to the stove to throw in the pasta. "What would you do without me?" she said lightly.

"Well among other things, Me and Mr. Hand would renew our old friendship... "

*****

Two months went by and unsurprisingly the frequency and intensity of sex dropped off a bit. They knew each other pretty well, so the novelty had mostly worn off. They'd run out of new places to have sex in and on as they'd fucked everywhere in each other's apartments in varying positions. (Nate had to tighten up both of their dining room tables). There was an uptick for a while after they realized just how big the mirrors in Nate's bathroom were.

Another factor was just life, both of their jobs got busy. They still had the odd thing to work through as they got over the emotional abuse of their first marriages and became more of a couple. They had their first fight. There were the mundane events of life; Madison's car blew a water pump.

*****

On one of their Friday nights, the two of them lay at opposite ends of her couch parallel to each other, legs touching. Madison was on the outside as she was slightly smaller than Nate. Right now, they were both relaxing staring at the ceiling.

"Hey Mads?

"Yeah?"

"What do you say we do the classic weekend away? Go out to the mountains".

"You mean those little bumps they call mountains around here?"

He decided not to bite. "Yup. Get away, recharge. We could go hiking, just drive around, do a park, whadda you think". Madison considered a moment.

"There's a nice bed and breakfast out near the Canal, you like biking, we can do the tow path. Beth told me about it, she went up there with one of her fuck buddies".

Without sitting up, Nate made a thumbs up; the motion carried.

It wasn't hard to get a reservation this time of year now that the leaves had all fallen. Madison made the arrangements for the following weekend. Each took a few hours off on Friday and they left that afternoon. It took about 90 minutes to get there. Nate pointed out they were staring down the barrel of hotel sex.

Madison nodded at the thought. "So, what's the difference between hotel sex and our usual... um, previous, um..."

"You're adorable when you're tongue tied. Well let's see... um, huh. You can scream more?"

"You laugh but let's see how you like being called into the property manager's office. Let's break this down logically".

"OK".

"So, what's the big thing about hotel sex?"

"Well, you're away from your usual life, no intrusions, no responsibility. You're somewhere new and there's the thought there are untapped possibilities. The brain takes it all in and dumps a lot of happy hormones into your system".

"But that can't be all of it, it's not all in the head, there's adventure there, exploration, people do... stuff. And like it a lot".

"Hmm. It begs the question what more do we want to do in bed. Or wherever".

Madison pondered a moment. "So, let's see where we are and maybe something will fall out. Would you agree we've got the basic, for some value of basic, positions down?"

"Fair assessment".

"Any you think we missed?"

"You mean practical positions? Not double jointed Kama Sutra bullshit?"

Madison pondered. "Yup. I'm thinking back to my yoga days and... nothing of interest there". Madison saw the look on his smiling face. "You're thinking of me in yoga leggings, yeah?"

Nate mumbled an unintelligible response. She smirked.

"Yeah, we're going to circle back on that one... "

"People try new things, things you wouldn't normally do at home", he said.

"Good one... kind of drawing a blank on that one too". Something occurred to her in a flash. "Oh, have you been doing the alphabet on my clit?"

"I can neither confirm nor deny"

"That's a yes... "Nate tried not to grin. He enthusiastically spoke up.

"Oooh, I have a request. Please never call me 'Daddy'".

Madison cracked up.

"Happily. All right, let's go back to the clothes thing".

"Go".

"OK, yoga pants are on the list, what else?"

"It's easier to list what you don't make look good".

"Don't you mean what makes me look good?"

"No, I said it right". Madison almost blushed.

"I think you know I'm not a real girl".

"I have empirical evidence that says otherwise".

She threw him a look. "Come on, you know what I mean, the bra and panties don't always match, I can leave the apartment in under an hour, I go for practical over lacy. My idea of sexy nightwear is a button down".

"Mine too", subvocalized Nate.

"There are exceptions; you've seen me surprise you".

"Jesus, those stockings...

Madison chuckled. "It's easier to do brain surgery than deal with a garter belt. Thank God for YouTube... In the sexy dress up department bodysuits and teddys are more my style. Although I've got something sheer I've been waiting to try... Tell you what, if you ever want to get me anything, run it past me or we can go shopping together, save the headaches".

"You got it. That could be fun".

"I don't do butt floss".

"That I knew".

"We know button downs and boy shorts work". Her attire their first night together; Mads looked devilish.

"OK, now you're just being cruel". Nate paused before continuing. "What about me sartorially speaking?" Madison shrugged.

"With guys it's just the basics kicked up a notch, there's not much in the way of lingerie equivalents and what there is doesn't do it for me. Betcha anything there're doctoral dissertations on that. You're good; you know how I feel about those red nickers. What else?"

"Veering off topic for curiosity's sake; how do you feel about toys?"

"Well now I know you've never been in the bottom drawer of my night table... I'm a woman of the 21st century, it's kind of a given. For the record I don't have many and they haven't gotten a lot of use since you've entered my life".

"Wow, ok. Hmmm, here's one: Would you use one in bed with me?".

"Huh, never thought of that. Gotta say yes. Might be good for those times you're not really into it... hey, don't go there, we all have times when we want to be there for the other but it's just not going to happen for us. You're really good about that too. Bear with me when it's my turn".

"Of course".

"Toys aren't a thing, now or ever, promise".

"Never went there".

Nathan came up with something new.

"Got one; DIY".

"Well, we talked toys so that one's implicit. And we're adults who can't always be together, to be vague about it. I don't think either of us feels slighted or threatened by the other masturbating".

Nate smiled a sort of knowing smile.

"But we've never done it in front of the other. I mean for more than a moment, like you while we're having sex and you need more stimulation. Flat out 'Watch me play with myself' kind of mutual masturbation".

Madison looked somewhere between stunned and just plain thoughtful, more so the former.

"I'm trying to figure if that works for me, would get me there. I've got to think about this. Just flat out doing it while you watch..."

"To be clear, I'd be doing it too. We could even throw toys into the mix".

"I'd be awfully self-conscious".

"It's just an idea. Hell, I'll be honest with you, I don't know if I can do it with an audience either".

They drove for a few minutes, both in contemplation.

"I'm not sure we entirely answered my question", said Madison, "but we've got toys and mutual masturbation, maybe, on the list of things to try. Let's keep thinking about it".

*****

Madison and Nate got to the B&B and checked in. The house dated back to the late 1800s and was furnished with antiques. Of fascination to them both was the mammoth claw foot bathtub. It certainly looked like it could hold two people...

The couple dropped their things and walked into town for dinner. There weren't a lot of choices as to restaurants and it was late in the season so the temperature wasn't optimal but they ate outside anyway. It was peaceful and mostly quiet. The two of them put aside all the busy of the previous weeks and their unique conversation on the way there and simply enjoyed the scenery.

It turned out that the bathtub could comfortably hold two people and so Nate and Madison wound up soaking in the warm bath. Nate was naturally behind Mads who rested her back on his chest.

Despite the purpose of the weekend, they just sat there enjoying the feeling of being close in this quiet other place. It was true that Nate ran his hands over the front of her body, including briefly holding her breasts, but there was nothing behind it. Madison pressed closer to him and let out a comfortable sigh of contentment. Neither were concerned about what was expected of them, they simply relaxed with each other, which was no less important than sex to them.

Waking up in the slightly chilly room, the couple wrapped themselves around each other and lay regaining full consciousness. Breakfast was standard B&B fare which meant something fancy, a selling point for such establishments. While they were enthusiastic cooks and not gourmets, they were suitably impressed.

Madison was outfitted with black exercise leggings and a dark green hoody, running shoes on her feet. Nate came equipped with deep blue bike shorts and a grey sweatshirt over his exercise shirt. The two rented bikes and spent the day riding to a local town on the 1800s era canal tow path. It was a long, slow, comfortable day.

Late afternoon they brought the bikes back to town and turned them in. Dinner was at the same restaurant. Madison was amused to see Nate checking out her legs and ass as discretely as he could. She returned the favor. At one point during dinner, without being overt, he ran his hand up her inner thigh, stopping well short of her crotch, and rubbed momentarily. Madison slid over and dropped her head on his shoulder, letting out a contented sound before giving him a kiss on the check.

Madison and Nate helped each other out of their exercise gear. Neither needed as much help as they were given. Happily, the hot water held up and they got in a full shower. It was a lot like their first shower together, (at least the start of it); languid and unhurried.

There was an impressive pile of blankets on the bed. Despite the actual working fireplace, a rapidly disappearing thing in a litigious world, the room could still get cold. Madison and Nate were curled up together, listening to the burning wood pop and watching the soft glow shift ever so slightly. Practicality overcame notions of sexy; they were both in warm plaid pj's.

"Good day. I'm glad you suggested this" she said.

"It's the company that made it good". It could have sounded cheesy but Madison didn't hear it that way.

She leaned in and kissed him, which led to Nate putting his arms around her. It started unhurried and simple and then the heat, literal and figurative, built between them. It was all too easy to feel Nate's growing erection against her thigh.

Well, we're here, be a shame to not have hotel, er, B&B sex.

Madison took one of Nate's hands and put it over the stiff cock in his pajamas. He picked up on what she was thinking and began rubbing, his eyes closing. She unbuttoned her shirt and ran her hands over her breasts, torso and up to her neck. It was how she normally started masturbating.

Soon after she slid a hand into her pants and lightly traced her lips. The other hand circled a nipple; Madison felt it get erect. She switched to her other breast and repeated the motion. The hand in her pants moved from gently working in the vicinity of her clit upward across her stomach and higher. Directly touching her nipples, she rolled them both between her fingers and thumbs.

Turning, she could see Nate stroking himself, watching her. He had pulled his cock out and was working up and down with an easy rhythm. Changing things up he worked only on the head, focusing on one area like she was doing.

Madison gave him a shy smile and then lay back; this time it was she who closed her eyes. Normally she'd start fantasizing at this point but this time she simply enjoyed the feeling of herself, knowing that Nate was doing the same thing. The same hand that had moved between her thighs earlier began to rub in earnest. She was getting swollen; it was easier to slide her fingers between her lips. Her breath hitched.

Madison ran two fingers parallel to her slit, she hadn't contacted the clit yet but her fingers were closely bracketing it. She felt herself starting to get wet.

The covers were getting pushed down on the bed but Madison didn't feel the least bit cold. She opened her eyes.

"You good with that Mads?" asked Nate.

Madison nodded enthusiastically. He'd given them room to move freely and openly while watching each other. She stopped what she was doing just long enough to send her pants in the same direction as the blankets and then spread her thighs. Holding herself open with one hand, the other focused on her erect clit.

Nate's hand was moving faster with a little twist thrown in. He reached over to the night table and retrieved the lube. They seldom needed it but always had some to hand just in case. Madison realized what he was doing. Nate took some and rubbed around the head of his cock. He switched to two fingers just working it with a quick pulling motion. And then he took his palm and rubbed it against the tip. It was his turn for him to draw a breath.

Madison went back to caressing her breasts, each enveloped by a hand. She gently squeezed and brushed her thumbs across the nipples.

A part of her realized that this was one of the easiest, most comfortable sexual acts she'd ever performed. She'd been doing this for years; she just had an audience now. An audience that, like her, was distracted with their own self-induced pleasure; self-consciousness had fallen to the wayside. For the first time in her life, she had a unique window into the most intimate part of the man she loved more than anything.

The couple watched each other in the fire light, at their faces, at their movements. There were shared smiles, eyes fluttered from the sensations wrought by their hands, both of them were vocal. The pace picked up.

Nate was stroking along the length of his well lubricated shaft. Madison saw that he was rock solid. He'd placed his hand, fingers in a 'V', flat around the base for what purpose she couldn't say. She saw the beginnings of his 'O' face.

Nate had seen her shift back to her vag with both hands. On top of all his excitement, the feelings emanating from his cock, his heart skipped a beat. Madison had two fingers of one hand inserted, but not moving, in herself. The other hand was a blur as she rubbed her clit. He'd never seen her do anything remotely like that before.

For her part, Madison felt her fingers filling her, that's all they needed to do, she didn't need to simulate sex. From experience she knew Nate was close. She knew his first inclination was to not come on her, it was the way that he was. Madison didn't want him to break stride and effect his orgasm.

"Just come", she breathed.

Between the sight of her inserted fingers and her permission, Nate noisily came, splattering her thigh with come. His whole body tensed and the continued, although rapidly slowing, strokes milked the last of the come from his cock.

It took Madison longer simply because it did, just one of those things. The upside was that the orgasm was a long moany one, a toe curler. She wondered if Nate watching had anything to do with it but dropped the line of thinking as being irrelevant in the end. Not unlike him in a way, Madison continued to rub her mound, feeling the pleasure recede.

Nate grabbed the blankets, covering them up.

"That was fun" said Nate, "I like watching you". Maybe now feeling a little self-conscious he added, "Any hints for how to get around down there are always welcome. Any man will tell you". Madison let out an amused sigh.

"I might have learned a few things too. Good suggestion, hell of an orgasm".

"I think this is something we bring home with us".

"Very much so".

"Nice. Like to try that sometime in the shower".

"Why do you think I have a flexible shower head?" He shook his head at the Madison-ness of her comment.

"Seriously, thanks for trying it with me. And so soon. I like the closeness", he added.

"Me too". Nate enjoyed his favorite smile in the world.

Unhurriedly they restored things to their previous condition, sheets and blankets in good order, clothes back in place. Nate buttoned her shirt for her, stepped back and looked her up and down. He nodded, satisfied, before leaning in and kissing the tip of her nose. It was sweet and goofy and warmed her heart. Before he could fully turn around, she wrapped him in her arms and gave him a massive hug.

"Come on, there's a big warm bed with our name on it", said Nate.