Dreamnotfound Smut(emotional)

Fightnight

George's POV
Most people would be concerned to hear their boyfriend shot anyone, let alone a child. I was used to it. He did so many things before I came into his life, and as much as I want to erase his past I can't. All I can do is be supportive and make sure he doesn't do anything close to that ever again.
It's strange how much my opinion changed on crime. In my childhood I never got close to those kinds of crowds so I only ever heard people complain about criminals. Now that I'm with Clay I realize everything has another story. That not all criminals are only bad.

When Clay offered me self defence, I took it. I know I will sadly probably use it someday. He started with some quick warmups and then he put down a mat on the floor.
"Okay, I'm going to take you through how to escape certain holds." He started.
"Okay, what do I do?" I ask.
"Come here and I'll show you." He said then he grabbed my arms and wrapped them around his torso with his arms in a lock from behind.
"Now hold tight and watch me escape. Don't worry, I won't hurt you." He said and I complied.
As my grip tightened, he struggled slightly, then dropped down immediately. I kept most my grip, then he shot back up, lifting me off the ground slightly and flipped me over his shoulder. I collapsed on the mat with the biggest grin.

"That was fun!" I yell and get back up.
"Glad you think so, because it's your turn." He said and outstretched his arms. I backed into them and his grip tightened. I struggled then dropped, but his grip didn't really loosen, I shot back up and tried flipping him and he stood there like a cinder block and laughed.
"You want to know another way?" He whispered and I nodded.
"Go for the ankles." He suggested.
I bent back down and grabbed his left ankle and yanked it towards me. Clay collapsed onto the mat finally.

I smile big at him, "I did it!" I beamed. Then I straddled him on the ground.
"What are you doing now?" He asked.
"Let's see you get out of this." I said and ran my hands up the sides of him.
"Somehow I knew your horny ass would want to be fucked." Clay said and flipped us easily.
"Who said it was me getting fucked?" I teased and tried to flip us. Clay smirked at my attempts.
"Oh George. Don't you know that you are too gentle for your own good." Clay said and started grinding on me, earning several moans.

"Clay~" I moaned and he leaned down to kiss me. When he did I wrapped around him and flipped us again. I started grinding on him.
"I'm not too gentle." I whispered and he laughed.
"We'll see." He said and sat up, pushing me over so that I was bottom again.
"Shouldn't have taught me this." I said and grabbed his ankles, pulling off balance so that he falls over. I pinned him under me.
"I didn't teach you everything." He said and I felt his legs separate under me, making me shift enough that I lost my grip on his wrists. He slipped out of my grasp and grabbed my face with both hands, kissing me roughly and knocking me backwards again.

I could only watch as he pinned both my wrists with one hand and brought the other hand to my waistband.
"Do you admit you're beat?" He whispered.
"Yes~ Clay." I moaned as he started grinding.
"Good." He said before kissing my neck and pulling at my waistband. He took me out of my clothes, but made sure I was comfortably pinned down at all times. I could only move my head. Even then if I looked away for even a moment, he would force me to face him.

"Clay~" I constantly moaned feeling helplessly turned on by every little thing he was doing to me. I eventually feel a familiar pressure at my entrance.
"Please~" I moan and he thrusts in moving immediately. He wasn't pounding me, but he certainly wasn't being nice.
"Slut~" he moaned in my ear, making me cum on his torso.
"Whore~" I moan back making him cum as well. He pulled out and laid next to me.

"You need a lot more practice." He stated.
"Well I'm already getting plenty of cardio." I joke.