Stay out of it

His question was simple and she didnt want him to stop. Not in the slightest did she want him to remove his fingers from her now. She stretched her neck for him, muttering a soft, “Keep going.” To give him the green light he wanted. She looked at him again, still feeling a little shy, but it was helping that he was taking things slow. She grit her teeth as his fingers teased her again, his comment not really helping at all. And yet it made her feel so good. He licked her lips and she opened her mouth for him just to feel him press his finger into her through the fabric. She complained softly and bucked her hips lightly up towards him, hearing him moan too. “You can rip them.” She said, just as she wrapped her legs around one of his thighs to show that she wouldnt exactly be cooperative. “If you want me that is?” She said, not knowing where the confidence to go up against him was coming from. Maybe she got off on giving him reasons to really handle her just the way he wanted.

She was quite proud of herself for being so bold. And yet as he shrugged and told her to ride his thigh, he still caught her by surprise. She felt his leg flex and press against her. His tongue? She was maybe hesitating a bit but his hands tightening around her wrists with the free hand now brushing up her body, she arched her back lightly and did manage to rub a little against his thigh. She however wasnt backing down now, so carefully she tried to rub herself with his leg between her thighs. She felt a little exposed in the sense that he was now just watching her and taking it in. Did she like that? She looked into his eyes, moving her hips a little firmer, though the fabric was a little rough on her, making her grunt softly between her moans. No, she definitely liked that he was looking at her. She pressed a little against his grip to make him press her hands down more, just so she could really start riding his thigh. She definitely felt something, but could she make herself cum? She didnt feel too sure and it frustrated her a little bit as she thought she was trying so hard to.

He made her stop and she was panting a little from straining herself. The reminder made her breathe in deep, though it was trembling and she exhaled. She felt his hand take over from the rough surface of the fabrics, though she did feel more sensitive now that she had been rough on herself. She would start moving but then he told her to wait. Looking down, she whined as his hand went under her underwear. Yeah, this would do better. She began moving against his hand as he encouraged her to, moaning and whimpering in delight as she found it rather hot to have him watch, moan and also feel that she was soaking up his fingers too. “It feels good.” She complained, feeling herself quickly edge closer, especially as she found a rhytmn that worked for her. It also felt intense, how he was watching her the whole time, only caring about her pleasure. “Fuck…” she moaned, her breath hiccupping. Her movements quickened but she could feel ot again, she just couldnt do it well enough. “Help me.. Rhys.” She pleaded softly in a sweet tone. She needed him to help her reach her high.

The mutter was soothing, but she could barely return the kiss when she was whining and moaning, or panting and gasping the way she was. She wasnt really the quiet type, at least not when it came to intimacy. He began rubbing her and it put her on edge quick, her moans drawing out a little like she was complaining about how good he was making her feel. She felt his hands tighten around hers and the praises only made it that much better. She could feel her stomach tense up her moans intensifying as she got closer. She tried to hold back but there was no helping it. She grunted and squirmed before she cried out rather sweetly as the high rolled over her. She arched her back while she bucked her hips towards his fingers, riding out the high before she fell a little limp and her chest rapidly heaved for air. Being still dressed had made her so warm and she had a slight sweat over her forehead. “I love you. I love you so much..” she muttered a fair few times, looking at him with vulnerable eyes.

She had to close her eyes and draw in a few deep breaths, even if she felt like her lungs werent holding enough air. And that was just his fingers. Surely it was after not having been intimate with someone else for years, but it had felt amazing! She opened her eyes to see him suck off his fingers that had been in her panties. She closed her eyes again and sighed deeply. At least until he cupped her face, that was when she really looked at him and she probably couldnt look more in love than this. She kissed him back, lifting her free hand to gently place on his chest, feeling him there with her. She shook her head at the murmur, before she frowned a little. “I really really liked this. But I’m also very overwhelmed now.” She had to admit. The mention of the door made her lift her head before she froze and blushed in her own embarassment. “The door was open all this time?” She asked in a hushed whisper, before she lifted herself to hide her face away in his chest.

She liked that he wrapped his arm around her like he was protecting her. His whisper made her shake her head. “Dont tease me.” She muttered, grabbing a little onto his shirt, still needing to calm down but also hide away. She eventually did get over her embarassment and laid back down with a deep sigh. If Jason had heard then he’d better be quiet about it!
He spoke and she narrowed her eyes a little as she wondered what he had been thinking. What he said made her scoff. “I just helped you through your withdrawal and you dont think I want to live with you?” She asked before she scoffed softly, as if to say the audacity. She glanced back at the laptop at the edge of the bed. “I’ve considered picking up on some of my courses in uni. That would give me more options for work.” She said, just so he knew what was going through her mind beside looking for jobs.

“I’ll have to admit that I wasnt too sure whether you were sober while making that suggestion.” She said, though she wasnt saying that it had been her condition for saying no. His struggle with addiction wasnt really a dealbreaker to her. He mentioned being able to get her documents and she looked at him a little unsure. Wouldnt it mean that he would owe someone? She didnt want him to be in debt to someone just because he liked her. “What would it mean for you? If you did that for me?” She asked, playing a little with his shirt. She kind of didnt want him to wear it but thought it would make things weird if she just asked. So instead she played with the fabric, feeling it up between her fingers.

“I’ll think about it.” She said, sending him a soft smile as she kept playing with his shirt. She wasnt very subtle about it so it wasnt that surprising that he noticed. The question made her look up at him, folding her lips as she clearly wanted it but didnt just want to say it. He guided her hands down and she did grab a hold of his shirt to pull it over his head. She just liked seeing his chest and touching it. She looked at his tattoos, humming softly at the question before he connected their lips. She sighed softly against his lips before she placed a hand on his chest, feeling him up a little. “You’re so strong and thick with muscle.” She said, lightly digging her fingers into his skin. “Do you work out?”

She could imagine him working out but frankly it was quite attractive to her to imagine him all hot and sweaty so she was trying not to. At least while he was laying here right next to her with his chest out for display. His hand moved up to touch her skin as well and she smiled sweetly at him as he seemed to really like being touched. “Yeah?” She teased him with a small giggle, finding him quite adorable. She moved away and sat up to take her big shirt off just to lay back down in her thin tank top. Wrapping her arm a bit around him, she snuggled up to him, softly rubbing her shoulders, her face, everything on his chest. Looking up at him, she smiled. “Do you like that? Being close? Touching skin?” She asked, because she was curious.

She was glad to hear that he liked it. At least it only made her feel inclined to do more. She rubbed her hands gently on his back, listening to him talk about how uncommon this was. She scoffed. “Have you let someone touch you like this before?” She asked because somehow she wasnt sure she believed so. But then again, she wasnt that special so why would he let her and not others?
He pressed her closer and she didnt mind one bit, even less did she mind how he leaned down to press their lips together. It was a good feeling. She wished that she could just get to feel his lips all the time. So maybe that made her a little pathetic too. She pulled away and looked at him with searching eyes. “Stay here. Actually, lie down on your stomach.” She said before she got up and left the room. Not long after did she come back with some kind of oil for skin and a towel. “I actually cant imagine that someone wouldnt want to keep touching you once they’ve seen how beautiful you are when they do.” She admitted. If he was laying as she had asked, she would move and sit down on his behind. “Is it okay if I give you a small massage?” She asked, tilting her head to the side. This way she would really get to feel him up with her palms.

It was a bit odd to her that no one else really had gotten to be close to him. And yet she was happy. It meant she was the one who could take up that spot? When she returned with the oil and made her confession, she did notice how vulnerable he looked after hearing it, she just smiled at him in a sweet manner. She didnt have to add more to it because it was what she truly believed.
He told her to go on, so she did, pressing a little bit of oil out in her palm before rubbing her hands together. She leaned down to kiss him between his shoulderblades, and when her hands were warmed up, she’d begin touching him gently. Just small presses here and there to feel for any knots. She just started out rubbing him a little harder than a gentle caress, just to press in the warmth from her palms. She would start with his shoulders, easily finding a fair few knots to work on. She was delicate and careful, squeezing and massaging while she took in his reactions. Smiling a little, she really liked this moment.

Him enjoying it only encouraged her to do more. And it was quite obvious to see and feel. His muscles that slowly loosened up the more she worked on them. His instructions made her smile a little and she gladly obliged, watching the muscle tense up as she pressed her palm to it and pressed while rubbing in a soft circular motion. The question made her chuckle as it was quite sweet. “I dont think so. It’s can be used as some kind of foreplay, so I dont say it makes you weird.” She said before she leaned down to kiss his head right above his ear. “I’d say it makes you plain and simply normal. But also kinda cute.” She whispered, before getting back up to continue. She sometimes let him have breaks where she just gently brushed her fingers down his back a couple of times but she did have the intention to loosen up any kind of tension that she felt with her hands.

“I guess we found a first.” She chuckled. Sure, she wouldnt call him plain in the slightest. But that was a good thing. She liked it about him. He was unique to her in every sense. Just thinking about it made her feel all fuzzy and warm inside. “I love you too.” She assured him, squeezing and pulling lightly at his skin just to try and get to the deeper knots but she had to give up. Her hands werent the strongest.
The question made her hum as she thought about it. “I’m very ticklish.” She remarked before she exhaled deeply. “I also doubt you’ll find anything.” She added with a soft scoff. It had been easier for her. “No, I mean I’d really like to feel it anyway.” She clarified, because she was sure he’d be good at it with his strong hands. She got off him and sat down next to him before she stretched with a light yawn. “I’m a little sleepy. If I fall asleep then I’m sorry.” She had to warn him.