If He Was Your Fan (A Henry Cavill Fanfic)

Chapter 22: Mmmonday

CHAPTER 22: Mmmmonday

You awaken Sunday morning to a strong hand stroking the side of your body, firmly gliding over your arm which was on your pillow and down the side to your hip. You sigh in comfort, feeling an almost healing warmth at your back, hips aligned with yours, hard muscle covered by soft hair and skin that brushes your entire body.

"Mmmh," Henry purrs, his lips brushing against your ear and starting a wave of goosebumps that travel down your neck and side.

You barely move, and you become aware of the hardness against your backside. You also become aware of his other arm, which is under you, his hand traveling up your belly to your ribcage, resting on your breast and cupping it. As his thumb circles and brushes your nipple, another wave goes through you, this time settling at the pit of your stomach. You instinctively arch your back and grind against him gently. His fingers travel up your inner thigh as he grinds against you and you feel his tongue lick your neck. You release a sigh of surrender as you feel him stroke and squeeze between your legs, your sex going from moist to wet. "Henry...?"

He whispers your name as his fingers gently begin to tease your clit and work your sex with different fingers, spreading the wetness over your labia. He squeezes the breast in his hand, grinding against you, his lips kissing, tongue tasting and teeth nipping at your cheeks, neck and shoulders. "Now?"

You nod and whimper, unable to speak, sensually under his morning spell. You feel his meatus push inside, and you exhale a moan. His hand rests at your hip as he works himself back and forth, every time moving a little deeper into you. Your moans are high pitched as he moves and you arch in acceptance. When he finally sinks home, you cry out softly as he embraces you tightly and keeps you in place, thrusting harder as he moans and purrs, making his need and desire known. When you start to move your hips he growls his excitement, and turns you on your stomach, lifting you so you are on your elbows and knees under him, and your body rocks with his hard thrusts move you and the bed...

The alarm goes off.

You groan and look at it. You have another hour. Why is it on?

Oh, yeah, Henry beat up Archer and you are now going to the gym earlier with him and being picked up by the house SUV from there. It really sucks, but what can you do?

You roll out of bed and head to the shower. Long day, you can see it already. And then you remember:

"Baby!" you cried out, leaning against the shower wall. He had been sucking your clit and fingering you until you screamed your surrender, your foot on tub ledge trembling. Your nipples were hard from his licking and sucking them, creating an erotic stream of desire that he pooled between your legs for him to taste. Just as you thought you couldn't stand anymore, he came to his feet, almost sheltering you from the water but not the warmth created, and hooked your legs over his arms and braced you against the wall. He moaned, the sound becoming a low note to the sound of the shower running. "Aah!" He was so hot, so hard, and oh, so...strong. Your arms wrapped around his body as your sex opened in utter submission, taking him in and yielding to him in need and hunger. He grunts and growls as he claims you yet again. "Henry...! Oh, ohhhhh...."

"Baby!" you cried out, leaning against the shower wall. He had been sucking your clit and fingering you until you screamed your surrender, your foot on tub ledge trembling. Your nipples were hard from his licking and sucking them, creating an erotic stream of desire that he pooled between your legs for him to taste. Just as you thought you couldn't stand anymore, he came to his feet, almost sheltering you from the water but not the warmth created, and hooked your legs over his arms and braced you against the wall. He moaned, the sound becoming a low note to the sound of the shower running. "Aah!" He was so hot, so hard, and oh, so...strong. Your arms wrapped around his body as your sex opened in utter submission, taking him in and yielding to him in need and hunger. He grunts and growls as he claims you yet again. "Henry...! Oh, ohhhhh...."