𝟕𝐄𝐕𝐘𝐍 ✦ 𝑔𝑜𝑡7 𝑎𝑚𝑏𝑤 𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠 & 𝑠𝑚𝑢𝑡𝑠

❝𝗧𝗼𝗽❞ ; 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗸 (𝗠+)

"Hm?"

"Which movie should we watch?" He asks again.

"Anything is fine." You answered swiftly, eyes panning down his back, the back of his sculpted arm. Your eyes soon fell on his butt, a smile on your face. He then turns around, rewarding you with his front. And for some unknown reason, just the idea of what's just behind the front of his sweatpants have you twitching.

He switches off the light and climbs into bed, patting the space next to him.

You crawled up the mattress, laying down beside him.

He gives you a teasing little wink as he presses play, and for the first thirty minutes, you try to forget about the twinge of arousal in your gut. After all, relationships aren't all about sex.

It doesn't work.

Nearly an hour in, and you were just as horny as you were, trying not to climb over his lap. But that wasn't the challenge. You weren't really in the mood to be plowed into, so restraining yourself wasn't the issue. But you had something else on your mind; something almost as good.

You tried to wait, oh how you tried. But five more minutes in is when you decided you couldn't wait anymore.

You found yourself placing a hand over his. His hand rested over his abs, rubbing his abdomen slowly. He only smiles at the contact, not taking his eyes off the movie as his ministrations still, enjoying the warmth of your palm.

You kept eying him as you slid your hand off his, past his fingers to rest on his lower pelvis. You can feel his stomach tense a bit, but you ignore it and continue your journey. When your index finger traces the drawstring of his sweats, he seems to catch onto what you're hinting at.

He turns his head to look at you, eyes questioning and knowing all at once.

You returned that same playful wink, turning your head to watch the movie as you continued to descend, hand disappearing under his pants as it rests just above his bulge, the heat of his skin radiating off him as you hover over it.

You felt one side of your lip curve upward as you began to palm it, enjoying the way it slowly chubbed up in your hand. You slid your hand out of his pants and climbed down the bed, leaning on your side with your elbow propping yourself up, freeing him from the flap of his underwear and sweats.

When his member greeted you, you smiled. There you are, you thought with a snort.

You leaned over his lap, pressing small kisses on the head to get him ready. For you had wanted this for so long, you weren't going to play it too safe tonight. You wanted him on your tongue, your face, your lips.

You wanted him to come in your mouth.

Done teasing, you slowly dragged the flat of your tongue across the head, listening to the heavy sigh he released above you. You repeated the motion, feeling him slightly buck his hips to get more of your blessed tongue.

You wrapped your lips around him and began doing what you felt best at, doing your best to run your tongue up his shaft while you were at it.

Distantly, you could hear the sheets crumble as he fisted them, making an effort not to tug on the precious diety that was your hair.