Marsur wasn't the easiest to get to know, he was reserved and more than quiet. But he had always been quite affectionate towards me. Time has flown so much, and it's hard to believe I'm visiting him for our one year anniversary. I was just about ready to head home when it broke out.
The storm was insane and my feet clicked through the halls, muffled by thunder. My clothes were soaked. I knew I couldn't go home at this point. Finding Marsur, he agreed that I should stay until the storm passed over.
The (f/c) fabric that drapes over me clings onto my figure. It's cold, wet, and thin. During the day this would've felt wonderful. Right now though, I'm freezing. Marsur wraps an arm around me, and I glance up to see a faint blush dusting his cheeks. My dress wasn't made to get wet and shows through easily.
We walk quietly through the halls before we reach his bedroom. It's dim, and I can't say I'm tired. If anything I'm wide awake, feeling stimulated from an amazing day with him. "Today would have been wonderful if it weren't for this stupid storm." I mutter frustratedly. "But don't worry, I had more than an incredible time with you." Well, I guess I could thank the storm for giving me more time with him.
Entering the dim room, I slip the wet fabric from off my body. Marsur runs a hand across my cheek, pinning me between the wall and him. His eyes roam my body, deep in thought.
I get on my toes and kiss him. Letting his arms travel down my curves, he scoops me up and lays me on his bed. I wrap my arms around his neck to keep my head up and to deepen the kiss. His hands trail down my body making me shiver. Marsur tightly grips my breast, making me gasp as he shoves his tongue between my lips.
Massaging me, he grinds himself against me. My tongue fights back against his before he pulls away. He starts placing kisses along my chest. Roughly sucking on my skin, I know it will show in the morning.
His hands leave my chest and rub the inside of my thighs. I tangle my fingers through his red locks, holding his warmth close to me. Marsur swirls his tongue along my breast and bites down on one of my nipples. I let out a moan as he roughly sucks on the sensitive bud. His hand trails up my thigh to my wet flower before he shoves a couple fingers in, pumping me with them.
My walls clench onto him. I only want more and more, bucking my hips along his digits. Marsur turns to my other tit, sucking on the sweet mound of flesh. He leaves my chest and pulls his fingers out of me, causing me to pout.
I'm open to him and vulnerable. Pulling my legs up so he can taste my thighs, he places kisses along the sensitive flesh while growing closer to my core. Marsur palms my heat before grasping onto my thighs to tongue me. I dig my fingers through his hair letting out moans as he savors me. "Marsur!" I cry out. Feeling myself getting close, I just want to cling onto the edge a little longer, so I can enjoy this more. He keeps going. lapping up my juices as I orgasm on his tongue.
Quickly undressing him, I grasp his fully erect member. Pumping his length in my fist, I lean down so I can lick the tip. He twitches as I swirl my tongue around him. Then I trail my tongue from the base to the tip.
Taking my hands, I stroke along his length. "Faster," he mutters. I increase my pace as I grasp tightly onto his member. The fanaris lets out a grunt, and I jerk him off faster before he releases, cum squirting onto my face. His hand reaches down wiping off his seed and shoving his fingers in my mouth so that I can lick them off.
Still sucking on them, I grab his cock again. Pumping it again in my hand, I can't wait anymore. I slide down onto his size, placing my hands on his toned chest as I ride up and down his length. Letting out a moan every now and then as he goes deeper into me.
He grabs my wrists flipping us around so that he pins me down and pounds into me. "Ah! Marsur, keep going," I cry out. He kisses me, shoving his tongue between my lips to shut me up. He's gripping my hips and I can feel him hit my sweet spot before I cum, moaning into his sweet kiss.
He pulls out, moving my legs onto his shoulders as he slams back into me from another angle. He keeps going, I'm nearly out of breath, trying to buck against his movements. Digging his nails into my skin he pulls out before he cums, his seed spilling all over my stomach and chest.
I clean his member off with my tongue before licking my lips. Cuddling up to him, I kiss Marsur's cheek before resting my head on his chest. "Thank you for that love." I whisper to him. He runs his fingers through my hair, holding tightly onto me.
It's these simple, yet quiet motions that remind me how much he loves me.