my girl /: fez

seven: foreign feelings

*SMUT WARNING*

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THE PAST WEEK HAS BEEN COMPLETE PARADISE. myself and fez haven't been able to keep our hands off of each other. i'm constantly with him. wether we're at the liquor store where he works or in his bedroom. i'm stuck to him like glue.

after fez told me he loves me i obviously told him the same back. i know that from the way i can't think straight or hardly breathe without being around him i know this foreign feeling is love.

and we kiss like...a lot. but never anything more than that. i'm glad we're taking our time but at the same time i've never wanted someone to be on top of me so much in my entire life.

we've also been avoiding mckay at all costs. parties. get-togethers. we've avoided all just so that fez could refrain from killing him.

which brings us to now. i knock on fez's door as always and wait for him to answer. i thought i would surprise him by turning up with some homemade lasagne my mom has cooked. she knows about fez and is dying to meet him but i assured her she will in time.

but fez didn't answer. i begin to get worried as the unfortunate events that happened last time he didn't answer occur. i step back in worry but the door shortly after swings open.

"hi baby" he smiles.

this current situation is an absolute sight for sore eyes. he stands naked with just a towel hanging loosely around his waist resting just underneath his v line. i can't help but stare at him.

"h-hi" i stutter. why the fuck am i stuttering.

"you gon come in or just watch me? i mean i don't mind, i fuck with that shit" fez chuckles giving me my queue to enter his house.

"where's ashtray?" i ask.

"locking up the liquor store" fez answers before coming up behind me. "we've got time"

my heart immediately begins to race in my chest as fez kisses along my bare shoulders. you know what. i'm ready. i grab his hand and pull him urgently to his bedroom.

i push him onto the bed and watch his eyes light up as i slide onto his lap and and lean down to kiss him. his hands reach round to my ass giving it a firm squeeze as our kiss becomes more heated. i let out a gentle moan into his mouth as i feel him getting hard underneath me.

i trail my kisses down from his neck, along his chest down to his v-line.

"b-baby are you sure?" he stutters as i palm him through the towel.

"look who's stuttering now" i murmur against his skin before sliding his towel off of his lap.

i try to contain the blush spreading across my entire face when i come face to face with his member. are they all this big? all thoughts of intimidation i push aside and reassure myself that it can't be that hard.