Easy As It Seems: A Y/N x Ace Frehley Story

Happy Together

***I wrote another risque scene in this chapter😳🙈🤭I hope you enjoy it!***

I looked up at the stage, eyes sparkling as I walked Ace launch into his solo. It was electric, just like always, with his fingers flying across the frets. He caressed the strings the same way his hands would caress my body whenever we cuddled, gentle yet oh so firm, working magic like always. Eventually the solo ended and he gave the crowd a breathless smile. His eyes found mine, smile getting bigger, and I gave him a wave. 

A part of me wished that the show would end so I could find him backstage, but the other part of me never wanted the music to stop. It had been absolutely wonderful dating him. He was such a sweetheart, always supporting me and taking me on dates and comforting me. And he had never once tried to change who I was. He never asked me to dress differently, or behave differently, or be anyone than exactly who I was. 

Finally, the curtain dropped and I rose to my feet, walking for the backstage door. The security guard gave me a smile. 

"Hello Y/N, nice to see you like always," he said.

"Hi Bill! Nice to see you too!" I said cheerfully, giving him a friendly wave as he held open the door for me. 

I walked to the dressing room, pushing aside the curtain and immediately flinging my arms around my boyfriend. He giggled, stumbling in his huge platform books. 

"Careful Y/N, you know I can barely walk in these things!" he teased, turning and giving me a kiss on the forehead. "Oops. Left some lipstick there," he said, wiping at the kiss mark with his thumb. 

"Why don't you leave some lipstick on my lips then, where it belongs," I said with a wink. 

He grinned, happily obliging, before breaking away. 

"Here, give me a minute to get changed, then we can grab dinner," he said, but I caught his hand. 

"Ace, could we...could we get room service? I want to go up to our room, because I want you," I purred. 

He blinked, giving me a startled look.

"Are you sure? Don't feel pressured love, don't feel like you have to do this to please me. I love you already, you don't need to do anything you're not comfortable with," he said, putting his hands on my cheeks and lifting my face toward his.

I smiled, eyes dancing. "I know. And I am comfortable with this. But the same goes for you," I said.

He giggled, kissing me. "Now why would I turn down a proposition like that?" 

I sat perched on the counter, watching as he wiped off his makeup and then peeled off his costume, throwing on his clothes. 

"Alright my dear, shall we?" he asked, holding out a hand. 

I took his hand, letting him pull me off the counter as we ran to his car, speeding back to the hotel. The elevator ride felt like an eternity, and Ace just made it feel all the longer by kissing me, hands running up and down my back, holding me pressed tightly against his body. At last we reached our floor, giggling like mad as we ran down the hall. He opened the door, kissing me and practically shoving me inside. 

I grabbed him, pulling him into a kiss, unbuttoning his shirt. His hands slipped inside my shirt, pulling it over my head, and I shivered for a moment as the cold air of the room hit me. As my hands went to his waistband his strong fingers danced up my back, finding the clasp of my bra and undoing it at the same time as he pushed me onto the mattress. 

My breasts found their way into his hands and he kneaded them lovingly, showering them with kisses. I let out a soft moan, feeling my body growing hot, the longing for him only getting stronger. He kissed his way down my chest, stopping at my waistband before he straightened up, stripping off his pants before gently tugging off my pants. 

"Don't be--a tease," I panted, chest already heaving in anticipation. 

He gave me a smirk, kissing me on the lips, pinning me to the bed as he finally removed my panties too, fumbling for a condom. 

"Ace!" I moaned, practically begging for him. 

He straddled me, kissing me again, biting at my lower lip. I parted my lips with a gasp, and he slipped his tongue in, exploring the insides of my mouth and turning me to jelly before we had even really begun. 

"And you're certain you want this?" he murmured in my ear. 

In response, I flipped him over, sitting on his lap, gyrating my hips, and it was his turn to let out a moan, hardening beneath me. "Positive," I whispered. 

He reversed the roles again so he was on top of me. He gave me a long kiss, twisting his hands through my hair, before we all of a sudden began to make love. I let out a moan that escalated into a shriek of pleasure as he thrust into me. I clutched at his back, begging for more in broken syllables until we reached our peak together time and again.

Later that night, we laid next to each other in bed, his arm around me, still gently cupping my breasts. 

"I love you," he murmured, giving me a gentle kiss.

"I love you too," I said, closing my eyes and resting my head on his chest. "And I'm glad we're together." 

"Me too. You're a wonderful woman Y/N, and I'm very damn lucky you decided to settle for me," he said, caressing my breasts a little more. 

I bit back a moan and a smile. "I didn't settle for you, and you didn't settle for me. We just found each other and fell in love," I said.

"That we did," he purred, kissing me again and pulling the blankets over us. I closed my eyes, dropping off into a very content sleep in his arms.