Jesus Take the Wheel

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"I think it's pretty obvious what I am asking", He whispers. Looking at me in anticipation maybe a bit a desperation.

"I don't know what to say, honestly. I mean is it even logical to be with somebody I meet two days ago or am I stupid not to just take the fucking chance", I ask.

"It's not that I haven't thought about how crazy this is and those aren't even the ones that keep me awake. I could go over those thoughts and debate it til the world ends but it the ones that I think about so diligently.", He says-half lost in his head.

"I want to take you on dates. I want to take care you. I actually think you do pretty well on your own so I don't know exactly what I could offer. I don't just want to fuck you if that's what you might. That's a whole other part in my brain. I think you deserve something better than the way the world is. I don't think you deserve to speak out then get hit with a rubber bullet and tear gas.", He says, pretty close to yelling it.

"Wow...I didn't know you felt that strongly". I didn't know what else to say at this point. This man is pouring his whole heart out and I'm just speechless. I honestly never thought I would find love like this. I feel like in a fucking movie and I don't know what my line is at this point. I decided up at him

He moved. He was now sitting in my seat right. Motherfucker is so large I can barely move and just stay stuck against. "So what are you thinking?", He asks in a sweet whisper.

I honestly felt like I'm gonna pass out but I don't feel I should that. Fuck it. "Yes", I say confidently. He kisses very gently. I honestly would've thought he'd more rough which he very well could be but it feels like he savoring the moment so I'll let him.

One thought did pick at my mind though. I pull away and ask "So the other part of your brain. The one that wants to fuck me. What does he have in store for me?"

He takes a deep breath. Not breaking eye contact. I could hear the wood creaking under the pressure of his hand gripping them so tightly. He manages to spit out, "Quite a lot". I sit back a let him kiss me again wondering what I might have gotten myself into.

*Okay y'all if I'm gonna write smut one of y'all is gonna have to help me because I'm hella fucking dominant and if y'all want something submissive I'm gonna need help.*

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