𝙰𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 | 𝚃𝚘𝚖 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚡 𝙾𝙲 (𝟷𝟾+)

18 ~ Comfort Movie And Braids

Tom Holland

I never use to get much sleep when I was younger- or even a couple of months ago. But as soon as Ruth just plopped into my bed with doe eyes and a mass amount of body heat, it's just gotten easier. I love waking up next to her, no matter how knotted and messy her hair is, how blotchy her face would get, or waking up with a small wet patch on the pillow from where she drooled, or being woken up by her kisses regardless of morning breath.

I'm usually the first to wakeup, getting to get a good look at her morning beauty before getting up to relive myself, coming back to find her in the same position she was always in. But today was a different story for her..

I groaned as feather-like kisses glided down my neck, back up to my face where it was showered in the little pecks. My shoulder gets pushed back, letting me flop onto my back as Ruth climbs on top of my lap. My hands go to her hips by instinct as my eyes flutter open, adjusting to the light coming through the window. Must've forgotten to close it last night..

"Morning, Handsome" Ruth smirks, pressing her lips to the base of my neck, leaving wet and nippy kisses along the skin. My breath hitches as she sucks below my right ear, knowing where my spot is after doing this so many times. She gently grinds on my hardening length.

"Morning.. What's gotten into you, Doll?" I ask, helping her with her movements, speeding her up slightly and pushing her down. She stifles a moan, kissing my lips with a fiery need. Our tongues push against one another lazily, twisting and turning our faces as they mush together. My hands moves to her ass, gripping both cheeks in my palms before slamming them down onto the flesh. Ruth moans against my mouth, speeding up her grind against me. She pulls away breathlessly, slowing down her movements as I watch her play with the waistband of my boxers with heavy eyelids.

"What's the date today, Tommy?" She asks innocently, her cool fingertips dancing under the material of the band. My mouth runs dry as she leans down and bites on the faint hickey on my neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses down my chest and stomach, licking a long strip through the crevice of my abs, kissing my hip bones and sprinkling kisses over my abdomen. I must've been too quiet for too long, because she looks up at me with questioning eyes, biting down on one of my hip bones gently, soothing the sting with her warm tongue.

"June 1st" I rasp, watching her wriggle further down the bed and between my legs as she begins to shuffle me out of my boxers. I lift my hips, helping her. My cock slaps against my lower stomach with a wet thud, the tip red and angry, dripping with precum. Ruth spits in her palm, gripping my length and gently moving her hand along my cock.

"Mhmm.. And what is so special about today, Lover?" Ruth asks, kitten licking the tip. I curse under my breath, placing an arm under my head and gripping the bedsheet with the other.

"It's my birthday.." I smile, threading the hand that gripped the bedsheets through her hair and tugging on it gently, receiving a quiet moan. She envelopes my tip within her lips, bring her mouth off it before doing it again, teasingly.

"Happy 24th birthday, Baby..." She smirks, taking my whole throbbing length into her mouth in one go, her nose pressed against my abdomen. I moan, not prepared as she begins the bob her head up and down my cock. She hollows her cheeks, using one hand to jerk off what she couldn't fit in her mouth as she works on my length.

"Fuck, you're so good at this.." I praise, her teeth grazing my length, adding a little pain to the pleasure. She continues to suck on my tip, moving both of her hands to my thighs and fixing her position. I get the hint, gripping her hair tightly as I begin to fuck up into her mouth, moaning and biting my lip as she gags on my dick, the vibrations helping me to reach my high. Ruth taps my thigh, I let her go and let her catch her breath.