“I have a little bit of stuff to do this evening, then I can relax,” you thought as you walked up the stairs of your apartment building and unlocked the door, “what should I make for dinner?”
Still in your thoughts, you turned the handle and let yourself in, flicking the lights on and plopping your bag down without looking up into your small studio apartment.
“First things first, this bra is coming OFF!” You reached behind you and up under your shirt then unclipped it, only then looking up to see Gray Fullbuster sitting on your bed, shirtless.
“GRAY, WHAT THE FUCK?!” you screeched, clutching your hands across your chest to hold everything in that had just been released by the bra.
“What?” he asked in a very indifferent tone.
“Stop letting yourself in here!” you screeched, “what if I had taken all my clothes off!”
“Is that a bad thing?” he asked, expression still stone cold- giving away nothing.
“I don’t know if you’re serious or not but where is your shirt? Stop stripping!”
“Argh?!” he yelped, suddenly realizing he didn’t have a shirt on.
“Go!” you screeched, pink cheeks burning up at the sight of him shirtless.
“Wait, I wanted to talk to you,” he said, looking around for his shirt.
“About?” you asked, calming slightly.
“What is it?”
“I…” He stopped his search to look at you and without realizing it you let your eyes travel down his body, looking at every ripple and cut in his fine form.
As your eyes found his again, he turned and walked over to you, making you back back towards the bed and trip backwards onto it, still clutching across your chest.
“Gray, what’s gotten into you?!” you asked with surprise as he raised one knee and placed it on the bed then leaned down and put both hands either side of – which forced you to lay back so that your face wouldn’t be touching his.
“I like you, Y/N,” he stated in his calm rich voice.
Thrown by this sudden confession, you just lay there blushing at him, unable to speak.
“Is that what you came to tell me?” you asked in a soft voice.
“That, and I know that you like me too. I’m not stupid. I see the way you look at me.”
“Ok, you got me, so what… you’re hot.”
“I’m cold actually.”
“You know what I mean!” you snapped with embarrassment at being so open with him.
“I came here tonight for something though…” he added, his voice suddenly sounding quite erotic.
“What would that be?” you whispered with nervous excitement.
Slowly he did a reverse push up, lowering his head to yours then kissing your lips gently and you let go of the hold on your fabric covered boobs and touched his lats, finger tracing each muscle as they flexed above you.
The more you kissed, the deeper into it you got and you found yourself shuffling back on the bed as he crawled up more, then lay his body down on yours.
Feeling his bulging back muscles as he pressed his whole weight against you, made you feel so small and you loved it, dragging your fingers all over him.
Gray kissed you passionately then pulled back, nipping along your jawline then around to your earlobe so he could tug on it between his teeth.
His touch was just right and you giggled as his hot breath rushed across your ear then tongue traced the outline, making your body tingle from head to toe.
“I want to feel your tongue on my body,” you whispered, turning your head towards his ear, still grabbing as his bare back as he kissed around your ear and neck.
“That sounds good to me,” he rasped, immediately making his way down to your collarbone.
It’s almost as if he wanted to detail every inch of your skin, delving his tongue into the hollow on the side of your neck then the small dip just above your sternum.
“This is going to have to go,” he mumbled, moving his mouth further down then biting at the fabric of your top.
“Down boy,” you giggled, “drop the shirt. I need to take it off.”
He sat right back as you pulled the shirt up and over your head and you stopped him from coming back to lay on you until you had taken your pants off as well, leaving you in just your underwear.
“Same goes for you.” You gestured to his pants. “Just down to the undies, sir.”
You didn’t need to tell him twice- as he dropped his pants so quick you thought he was trying to set a new world record.
After wrestling to get them off you ordered him to lay down on his back.
“Oh? So you like being on top then?” he commented, resting back on the bed as you straddled his torso.
“I can do it any way- top, bottom, side… makes no difference to me,” you replied with a shrug, sliding your body back down his; until you felt something firm underneath your ass, “oh?” you leered, “Gray, is there something in your boxers that needs some attention?”
“You tell me, girl on top,” he teased, a cheeky smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.
You pushed back a little more, rocking back and forth along his clothed erection, the blunt rubbing on your pussy and clit feeling so damn good.
“I definitely think it needs some attention,” you breathed, pushing your legs out wider so that you could get a bit more pressure against your core.
While you were dry humping his cock, he reached to your breasts and started massaging them, cupping underneath and squeezing gently in turn.
“I like these the most,” he commented lowly, watching how they jiggled as he massaged them.
Feeling even more aroused now that he was fondling your breasts, you leaned forward, arching your hips against his and really rocking against his rock hard bulge while you steadied yourself with your hands on his chest.
“Does that feel nice?” he asked looking down to watch you rub on him.
“Yeah, it does,” you panted, mouth hanging open a little.
“Did you want me to let it out? Then you can rub on it without clothes getting in the way.”
“It really is a good thing that you don’t like clothes,” you teased.
“I do like clothes!” he replied defensively.
“You’re never in them though,” you teased again.
“If you keep talking like that then I won’t take my boxers off,” he threatened lightly, smug smirk topping off his mischievousness.
“Ok, ok, I take it back,” you said sweetly, “please let me rub myself on your cock?
Gray blushed heavily at your words and quickly avoided eye contact, “where did you learn to talk like that?”
“Awww, are you embarrassed, baby?” You baby talked him.
“No! I’m a man,” he said sternly, looking back at you and letting go of your breasts to reach for his boxers.
You lifted up and shifted around as he pulled his boxers down, his thick shaft laying swollen and firm against his lower abdomen, the sight of it making you bite into your bottom lip.
“I want that thing inside me so badly,” you moaned internally, pulling your panties off as well as desire coursed through you.
Gray lay back again and you straddled him once more, placing your wetted pussy lips against his cock and pushing it along the bulging underside, down to his balls then back up to the head again, coating his dick with your juices.
“Oh damn,” he groaned, frozen for a moment with his hands poised to hold your tits again.
“Feel good?” you leered, sliding your pussy along his dick once more.
Poor Gray had a runtime error stamped on his face as his body tried to compute the amazing feeling that was going on. He had never experienced such a sensation before and it was blowing his mind a little.
“Lick my nipples?” you asked, leaning down on him again as you rocked your pussy on his cock.
He nodded, finally getting enough of his mind back to continue what he was doing and cupped your breasts in hand again.
While you rocked, his cock leaked a little slick from its tip and it mixed with yours, making everything very slippery and your body spasmed as you focused the rubbing over your clit.
Gray let out a small grunt of pleasure, his eyes closing tightly as he reached his head forward and latched onto your right nipple, sucking on it and rubbing his tongue on the underside.
Now it was your turn to let out a moan of delight, feeling beautifully stimulated at both sensitive buds.
Faster you arched against his now very slippery cock and as you rocked forward then sat back his cock pulsed and lifted from his abdomen, the tip pointing directly at your slick pussy hole – as you pushed back again to find his cock, it entered you, forcing its way into your tight core in one swift movement.
You gasped with pleasure and surprise and were about to try and pull off him when his hands shot to your hips and he held you there.
“S-Stay on me,” he panted, “let me stay inside you, it feels so warm and tight on my dick.”
“I thought you didn’t like heat?”
“I don’t, unless it’s your pussy,” he panted.
“Ok, if you’re ok with it,” you said, remaining still till you could both catch your breaths.
“You ok if I move?” you asked, breathing rapidly.
“Yeah,” he replied, sliding his hands up your sides then going for your breasts again.
You let out a soft moan as he started sucking and licking on your left nipple this time and gently rocked back and forth on his cock, letting another small noise of delight go as you felt him sliding inside you.
As you moved, you hung your head, watching him lick and suck on you and your arching and bucking against him became more and more urgent.
“This feels so good,” you moaned, body getting a little sweaty from your efforts.
“Yeah it does,” he replied, pulling his mouth from your nipples for a second so that he could reply.
“I’m gonna cum soon,” you said, tilting your hips a little more to angle him right.
“Can I be on top?” he asked, “I want to really rail you.”
“Go for it,” you moaned as you lay down on him then rolled to the side, keeping the momentum going so that he could pull the right way up on you.
As you switched positions his lips found yours, locking you in a heavy make out session as his hips started to rock into yours.
You moaned into his mouth, the feeling of him being in charge making you crave that climax more.
He sat up as he broke from the kiss and leered down at you as he lifted your legs up and placed them over his shoulders.
“You ready?” he asked smuggly, picking up the pace before you could reply, and slamming into you.
“Oh shit!” you wailed, that euphoric feeling spiking as his cock slammed repeatedly into your pussy, “yes, yes, yes, Gray, Gray, fuck yes!”
His hips were rapid fire, smacking into you with a forceful grunt from him with each thrust and you felt the climax approaching.
“I’m gonna cum!” you wailed, “shit! I’m cumming!!”
He kept pumping, small amounts of your liquid release splashing out around his cock as your body spasmed with delight.
As you finished, he quickly pulled from your pussy and came on your stomach, his hand milking the last of his cum onto your sweaty skin.
“Oh damn,” you panted, “I’m glad you came by today.”
“Me too,” he panted, “I’ll break into your house more often.”
~ END ~