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As I stirred awake, the softness of the bed beneath me and the gentle scent of laundry and rain in the air slowly awakened me. My head ached with a dull pain, a lingering reminder of the previous night that was hazy at best.
Turning over, I blinked away the rest of the surprisingly well sleep, my eyes getting used to the soft morning light that came through the dark curtains.
And there, lying beside me in bed, was Ky, peacefully snoring away. The sight of him had me filled with confusion and curiosity within me, my mind struggling to make sense of the situation.
With cautious moves, I reached beneath the blanket, relieved to find myself still fully clothed. Everything seemed normal, except for the unexpected presence of Ky beside me, his soft snores filling the air with a strangely comforting sound.
Fumbling for my phone on the bedside table, I squinted at the screen, the brightness not helping with my headache.
A message from Alex greeted me, explaining how he had driven us home to Ky's place and tucked us in before leaving. The pieces began to fall ininto place, though I couldn't shake the feeling of embarrassment at my blacked-out state.
I had definitely done too much.
While I lay there, contemplating my next move, the lingering taste of alcohol in my mouth got more intense and realized I needed to freshen up as quickly as possible.
Slowly sitting up, I scanned the room, contemplating on how I should move to not wake him.
And just as I was about to make my move, I heard Ky's voice, soft and raspy in the morning light.
"Ava?" he murmured, his morning voice thick with sleep, his southern accent more pronounced than usual.
"Hm?" I replied, turning to face him, a faint giggle escaping my lips at the sight of his tousled hair and sleepy expression
"What?" he asked, a hint of confusion in his tone, though his lips curved into a smile in response to my amusement.
I couldn't help but giggle once more at his sleepiness, feeling a sense of warmth wash over me as I looked at him.
"Morning," I greeted softly, my laughter bubbling up as he got up, looking disoriented.
"Mornin'," he mumbled, his hand rubbing his face as he blinked sleepily. His hair was tousled, strands falling across his forehead in a way that was kinda endearing.
"Hey, umm, do you remember anything from last night?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.
He let out a soft chuckle, sinking back into the bed.
"Yeah, bits and pieces," he admitted, his voice still laced with sleep. His eyes held a hint of mischief, as if he were holding onto secrets that he was reluctant to share.
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Care to share?" I asked, hoping for some clarity.
He shrugged, a small grin playing on his lips. "Maybe later. Right now, I honestly need a coffee and a smoke," he said, stretching as he sat up.
Despite his messy appearance, he still looked good, making me wonder how the hell he was able to do that? Looking so good every single time.
I nodded, understanding his priorities. "And spare toothbrushes?" I inquired, eager to freshen up.
He pointed towards the hallway. "First shelf," he said, leaning back on the bed as he closed his eyes for a faint second, the dim light casting a soft glow on his soft features.
His relaxed self made him appear so effortlessly charming that I almost felt like kissing him again, and again.
"You want to shower?" he then asked, catching me off guard a little.
"Huh?" I asked, surprise evident in my voice.
He snorted, his lips sporting a playful grin. "Not like that, just you know, to feel clean again," he said, his tone casual yet thoughtful. I couldn't help but admire the way he effortlessly got rid of the faint hint of awkwardness in the room.
I felt a flush creep up my neck, an awkward grin playing on my lips.
"Oh," I muttered, grateful for his suggestion.
"Although I'd be down for that too," he added sheepishly, a breathy chuckle escaping his lips.
I blinked in surprise, a smirk tugging at the corner of my lips at his unexpected comment.
"Well, as tempting as that sounds," I replied, shaking my head with a playful roll of my eyes, "I think I'll stick to just feeling clean for now."
He chuckled, his tone light and teasing as he settled back onto the bed, grabbing his phone.
"Well, that's your loss then," he said, a hint of cockiness in his voice that made my heart skip a beat.
"By the way," I added, feeling a sudden pang of self-consciousness, "do you mind if I borrow one of your shirts? I didn't exactly plan for an overnight stay so I don't have anything with me, like at all."
"Help yourself to anything you need," he replied smoothly, a subtle smirk playing on his lips. "But hurry it up in the shower, yeah? I kinda wanna get in there too."
"Got it," I said with a grin, as I headed to the bathroom.
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As I returned from the bathroom, feeling refreshed and clean in Ky's oversized hoodie, I couldn't help but enjoy the comfort of his scent enveloping me.
The soft material of the black hoodie with bright blue motifs on the back hugged my frame perfectly, making me want to steal it someday though, of course, I'd return it eventually. Maybe.
"Nice hoodie," he remarked, nodding his head in my direction as his dark eyes subtly ran over my frame. His gaze made me feel a little nervous, yet strangely heard.
"Thanks," I said, joining him in the kitchen, "it's really cozy too," I added, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear before turning on the water boiler. I was in the mood for tea instead of coffee.
Coffee was actually disgusting.
"No shit," he let out a little snort, shaking his head. I could feel his gaze lingering on me, as if he had something on his mind he didn't quite dare say.
"So, about last night," he began, clearing his throat as if to shake off any lingering uncertainty.
His expression turned thoughtful as he leaned forward, his face tilting towards me with a teasing glint in his eyes.
"Bits and pieces are coming back to me more and more."
I leaned in, eager to hear his memories of the events that had unfolded while waiting for the water to boil.
"Should I be scared?" I teased, a nervous giggle escaping my lips.
He scoffed, a hint of raspiness in his voice. "Scared? No." His voice carried a little rasp at the end, surprisingly making me feel goosebumps.
"Liar," I giggled, and he just shrugged, relaxed yet secretive.
"Go on," I prompted, curiosity getting the better of me. I prayed it wasn't too bad, but knowing Ky, he was probably worse last night.
"Okay, okay, first of all, I remember us flirting a little in Alex's backseat," he admitted, a sneaky grin curling his lips.
"Poor guy looked like he was about to lose his mind, sobering up faster than I've ever seen."
I couldn't help but laugh at the image of Alex's expression, the idea bringing a smile to my lips.
"Oh shit, I can only imagine," I replied, shaking my head in amusement. "But that's not too bad, isn't it?" I asked, hoping for reassurance.
"Actually," Ky began, a little chuckle escaping his lips, his eyes alight with mischief, "you said something that caught me off guard."
My heart skipped a beat, a knot forming in my stomach as I braced myself for what was to come.
"What did I say?" I asked, my words caught in my throat, my cheeks burning with embarrassment.
"You said..." Ky paused, his brows furrowing as he searched for the right words. "You said you wanted me inside. That you really wanted to feel me."
Heat surged through me at his revelation, my mind racing as I tried to recall the exact words I had spoken.
Had I really been that straightforward?
But then again, he had been the one talking about fucking me on the dance floor, so I supposed all bets were off when alcohol was involved.
"I'm not caught off guard by the words themselves, but you saying them..." Ky's voice trailed off, his eyes smoldering with desire, "It turned me on."
"But drunk words are true words, right?" he added, his tone teasing yet tinged with something more, something that made my heart race in anticipation.
"What did you say to that?" I asked, my gaze meeting his, feeling a rush of heat at the intensity in his eyes.
He leaned in closer, his fingertips gently tilting my chin up, sending shivers down my spine as his touch sparked a fire within me.
"I..." Ky trailed off, his voice husky with desire, his gaze locked with mine as time seemed to stand still, "I said, 'Let's see if you can handle it.'"
I let out a soft breath, the heat between us building with each passing moment.
"Oh," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart, my eyes drawn to his lips as desire coursed through me.
"There's enough time to find out," he murmured, his voice low and seductive, sending a shiver down my spine.
"Hey, how about you go back to bed and I'll freshen up a bit? I'll be back in a second."
As he released my chin and stood up, a pang of disappointment washed over me at the loss of his touch. "Don't really want me tasting like coffee," he added with a grin, and I couldn't help but giggle in response.
"Okay," I managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper, my heart pounding in my chest as I watched him leave the room.
"I'll be waiting," I added softly, my mind reeling with idea of what was to come, my body buzzing with excitement at the thought of what we were about to share.
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After what felt like an eternity, the door creaked open, and Ky stepped back into the room, looking fresh and clean.
His hair was damp from the shower, droplets of water glistening on his skin, and he smelled of mint and musk a combination that stirred something deep within me.
The way he looked at me, so relaxed yet with a hint of something uniquely captivating, made me crave him in a way I hadn't anticipated.
The memory of our last encounters lingered, but this time, I knew I wanted him for real. All of him.
Without a word, I walked forward, seizing him by the collar of his shirt and pulling him towards me.
Before he could react, our lips collided in a heated kiss, igniting a fire between us.
He let out a surprised grunt as I pushed him back onto the bed, my urgency driving me to take control.
Ky responded eagerly, his hands tangling in my hair as he deepened the kiss, his lips moving against mine with a hunger that matched my own.
I could feel the faint smile against my lips, confirming that he desired this as much as I did.
As we kissed, I reveled in the little sounds and breaths he made, each one fueling my desire. His touch sent electric currents through my body, causing shivers of pleasure to course through me.
"Impatient much, huh?" he murmured against my lips, his voice thick with desire.
"Just shut up and take me," I replied breathlessly, unable to resist the urge to taste him again.
I moaned softly as his lips trailed down my neck, his hands exploring every curve of my body. The heat between us reached a fever pitch.
He chuckled softly against my skin, his touch teasing and tantalizing.
"Tell me what you want," he murmured, his words sending a shiver down my spine.
"I want you," I replied, my voice filled with longing.
"I want you to fuck me."
He chuckled, his eyes meeting mine with a heated gaze that made my heart race.
"Come again, baby?" he teased.
As his thumb brushed over my bottom lip, parting them slightly, I softened my gaze, giving him a look that I knew would drive him wild.
"Fuck me," I said, my voice more commanding this time, the urgency pulsing through every word.
"God," he breathed, his voice slightly higher as he hid his face in the crook of my neck, his kisses growing more intense with each passing moment.
With each touch and caress, I surrendered to the pleasure, lost in the intoxicating heat of the moment.
"But for full disclosure, I'm not letting you command me like this all the time," he whispered, his hand finding its way beneath the hoodie I was wearing, effortlessly unclasping my bra with a simple finger move.
He chuckled, his lips messily kissing mine, sending shivers down my spine.
"So you're not into that?" I asked, breathlessly, as he helped me out of the hoodie, revealing skin slowly but surely. Suddenly, he leaned down to kiss me quickly before pulling back with a smirk.
"No, I love it," he said, his voice low and husky, "but don't get the idea that I'm always down for that."
He smirked subtly before letting out a faint chuckle, the sound causing my cheeks to heat up.
His fingers deftly pulled down my hoodie, revealing more of my skin inch by inch. Each touch sent shivers of want coursing through me.
"You know," he murmured, his voice husky with desire, "now that I think about it, I could get used to being commanded by you."
I let out a playful scoff, a smirk playing on my lips as I pushed him back onto the bed, straddling his hips and not even I, myself, knew what took over.
"Don't get too comfortable," I teased, my fingers trailing lightly over his chest as I leaned down to capture his lips in a heated kiss. Although I did like the idea of having at least a little control.
His hands roamed over my back, pulling me closer as our bodies pressed together.
With a playful grin, I reached down to pull down his shirt, my fingers moving with deliberate slowness as I teased him, making him squirm subtly beneath me.
"Come on," he groaned, his voice thick with need, "stop teasing or I'll do you worse."
He tilted his head back, but I could tell he was enjoying every moment of it, despite his protests. Typical.
I chuckled softly, relishing the power I had over him in this moment.
"Patience, handsome," I whispered, my breath hot against his skin as I continued to undress him, my fingers tracing over his chest and down his abdomen.
Once most of our clothes were thrown into a pile, I leaned down to kiss him again, my lips trailing down his neck and across his chest, leaving wet marks in my wake.
I felt the urge to mark his flawless skin with tiny hickeys, a silent claim over him.
As I moved lower, I could feel his heart racing beneath my touch, his hands tangling in my hair as he urged me on.
"Goddamit," he cursed, supporting himself on his elbows, his tattoos on his wrists adding to his allure.
He was so hot I couldn't believe I managed to maintain control.
But just as he began to grow impatient, I pulled back, a smirk playing on my lips as I looked into his eyes.
"Not so fast," I whispered, my voice dripping with anticipation.
Before he could protest, I reached down to pull down his pants, my fingers moving with deliberate slowness as I teased him mercilessly, his arousal evident beneath the fabric of his Calvin Klein boxers.
His breath hitched in his throat, his eyes dark with desire as he watched me with rapt attention.
I pulled him out of his boxers and contained a gasp.
He was even more clean than I remembered, his length straining against my touch. But just as I was about to take him in my mouth, he stopped me with a gentle touch, his fingers grazing my lips as he pulled me up to meet his gaze.
"Wait," he said, his tone tinged with anticipation, "Don't make me come just yet."
I raised an eyebrow in surprise, a smirk playing on my lips as I teased him, "Afraid you won't last when we do fuck?"
He chuckled softly, his fingers tracing down my cheek, "God, you have no idea," he admitted, his honesty shining through the arousal in his eyes.
With a small grin, I leaned down, my lips brushing against his ear as I whispered, "I'll make sure to take it slow then."
A soft grunt escaped his lips, his breath hitching as I trailed kisses down his neck, my hands exploring every inch of his chest and abdomen.
His breaths grew heavier with each touch, his praises mingling with curses, his voice a symphony of desire.
And when I finally took him into my mouth, his fingers tangled in my hair, urging me on as I teased him mercilessly.
The taste of him drove me crazy, my own need building with each desperate sound that escaped his lips.
"Fuck," he groaned, his voice thick with need, "it feels so fucking good, Ava."
I hummed in response, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine as I continued to tease him.
His moans grew louder, his hips buckling up towards me as he neared the edge of ecstasy.
But just as he was about to climax, he pulled me back with a little force, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he leaned against the headboard, pulling me onto his lap.
"God," he whispered, his voice husky with desire as he rubbed himself against me, his hands roaming over my body in search of more pleasure.
"I need you so badly," he murmured, his voice filled with longing as he buried his face in my neck, his lips leaving a trail of hot kisses along my skin.
I giggled, grinding myself against him, feeling the slickness growing between my legs with each movement.
"Say it again," I whispered, the desire thick in the air between us.
He shook his head, his voice deeper than usual as he leaned in closer.
"You know," he murmured, his words sending a shiver down my spine, "I could make you say it for a change."
A smirk tugged at the corners of my lips as I met his gaze, a playful glint in my eyes.
"Hm, yeah?" I replied, my voice laced with anticipation.
He smiled softly, his lips brushing against mine in a teasing kiss.
"I think I could," he whispered, his breath hot against my skin as he trailed kisses along my jawline, his touch igniting a something within me.
My body responded eagerly to his every touch, a soft moan escaping my lips as his hands roamed over me with confidence.
But even as I reveled in the sensation of his lips against my skin, a part of me craved the need of something new, the wish of him taking control.
As his fingertips trailed lower, sending shocks of pleasure through me, I couldn't suppress the longing in my voice any longer.
"Kyan," I whispered, my voice filled with desire, "please."
A wicked grin spread across Ky's lips as he looked up at me, his eyes dark with lust.
"Please what?" he teased, his breath hot against my skin as he continued to explore every inch of me.
I let out a soft whimper, my body arching against his touch as I struggled to find my voice.
"Please, shit," I begged, my words barely more than a whisper, "I need you."
With a soft chuckle, he leaned in to capture my lips in a heated kiss, his hands moving with urgency over my body.
"Well, good thing I'm a man of my words," he murmured against my lips.
He reached over to the shelf, pulling out a condom with one hand as he maintained eye contact with me, a rush of excitement coursing through me.
My heart pounded in my chest, my breaths coming in quick, shallow gasps as I watched him with anticipation.
He tore open the condom with his teeth, a smirk playing on his lips as he caught my gaze. My cheeks flushed with arousal as I watched him, unable to tear my eyes away from the sight.
"What?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice as he pulled the condom onto his cock, his movements smooth and confident.
"So shocked to be fucked by your best friend?" he teased, a playful glint in his eyes.
I playfully slapped his chest in response, a mix of excitement and nervousness bubbling within me.
"It's not an everyday activity," I whispered, knowing that this moment would change everything between us.
Ky chuckled softly, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he leaned in closer, his lips hovering just inches from mine.
"Who says it can't be?" he whispered, his voice sending a jolt of excitement through me.
I couldn't help but smile, my heart racing with anticipation.
"I guess we'll just have to wait and see," I replied, my voice barely more than a whisper.
With a smirk, he closed the distance between us, his lips capturing mine in a tender kiss that left me breathless. His hands roamed over my body, his touch addictive.
"Finally," he breathed against my lips, his voice thick with need as he pulled me closer, his hands gripping my hips with a possessiveness that sent shivers down my spine.
As Ky's hands found their place on my hips, guiding me down onto him, a soft moan escaped his lips, melding with my own gasps of pleasure.
His touch was dangerous, sending waves of pure emotion coursing through my veins as I gave in to the ache of being filled by him, completely and so perfectly.
"Fucking finally," he breathed out, his voice thick with longing as he watched me, his dark eyes smoldering with desire.
"Goddamnit"," he stammered, "Ava shit, you feel so good," he groaned, his fingertips tracing every curve of my body with reverence. "Too good," he whispered, his voice a mere rasp.
His words sent shivers down my spine, my body quivering in anticipation of his every touch.
With each movement, he worshipped me, his voice like a melody in my ear, turning me on so badly.
"So tight," he murmured, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine as he moved beneath me, his movements growing more urgent with each passing moment.
"God, I could do this forever."
I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him closer as I matched his rhythm with a craving of my own.
"Please," I whispered, my voice barely audible above the sounds of us, "please, I need more."
He groaned, his grip on my hips tightening as he drove into me with a fervor that matched my own.
"You'll get more," he promised, his voice filled with pleasure as he buried his face in my hair, taking in my scent like he wanted it etched into his memory.
"So much more."
His words were like gas to the fire, starting so much within me. I craved his touch, his kisses, his everything.
"Kiss me," I whispered, my voice barely more than a breath as I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against his in a desperate plea.
Ky's eyes met mine, filled with a mix of desire and concern, his fingers gently brushing the hair away from my face. "
Are you okay?" he asked softly, his tone filled with genuine concern.
I nodded, feeling overwhelmed by the flood of sensations crashing over me.
"Yeah, just...too much," I admitted, my voice barely a whisper as I struggled to catch my breath.
He nodded understandingly, his touch gentle as he trailed kisses along my jawline, his lips soft against my skin.
"We can slow down," he murmured, his voice soothing as he held me close. "Just tell me what you need."
I let out a shaky breath, feeling the tension in my body begin to ease as his words washed over me.
"Kiss me," I repeated, my voice more insistent this time as I craved the connection between us.
With a soft chuckle, Ky leaned in to capture my lips in a tender kiss, his laughter mixing with the sounds of our passion.
His lips were soft against mine, his touch gentle yet filled with a fierce longing that sent my heart racing.
As we kissed, I couldn't help but clench around him, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable intensity.
"God, you're so big," I whimpered, my voice out of breath as I buried my face in his neck, his laughter ringing in my ears like a sweet melody.
He chuckled softly, his arms wrapping around me as he held me close.
"And you're so beautiful," he murmured.
With each thrust, each touch, the pleasure built to an almost unbearable peak, driving us both to the brink of insanity.
"Kyan," I gasped, my voice filled with longing as I clung to him, my nails digging into his skin as I surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure.
He responded with a low groan, his movements growing more urgent yet still so tender as he chased his own release, his breath hot against my neck as he whispered words of reassurance and desire.
"You're doing so good," he murmured, his voice thick with need as he held me close, his praise sending shivers down my spine.
"Taking me so fucking well."
Tears welled up in my eyes as I felt the intensity of my own climax building, the overwhelming sensation crashing over me like a tidal wave after years of nothing.
"Oh my god," I whimpered, my voice catching in my throat as I finally reached that long-awaited peak, my body trembling with ecstasy.
He held me tight in his arms, his own release washing over him in a wave of pleasure as he buried his face in my neck, his breath ragged as he surrendered to the feels.
As we lay there, spent and breathless, a sense of comfort washed over us, leaving us both giggling and laughing like fools.
"Wow," I laughed, my voice still shaky with emotion as I looked up at him with a grin. "That was..."
"Wild," he finished for me, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he brushed a strand of hair away from my face.
We lay there for a moment, simply enjoying each other's company as we caught our breath, the laughter still bubbling between us like a playful melody.
"I never knew," I murmured, my voice filled with wonder as I looked into his eyes. "I never knew it could be like this."
Ky smiled softly, his fingers tracing patterns on my skin as he leaned in to press a gentle kiss to my lips.
"Now you do," he whispered, his voice filled with a warmth that sent a shiver down my spine.
And then, with a sense of responsibility, he stood up, grabbing his boxers and looking at me with a serious expression.
"All good?" he asked, his concern evident in his eyes. "Do you need something, like tea or...?"
I shook my head, feeling a mix of emotions as I hid myself under the blankets, trying to calm down from the intensity of the moment.
"I'll just... stay here for a bit," I murmured nervously, feeling a rush of vulnerability wash over me.
"And I'll make you a warm tea," he concluded, his voice filled with warmth and care as he leaned down to kiss my cheek once more, tugging me into the warm sheets.
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the smut is so bad bye i'm gonna jump