Someone cares // No one cares part 2 || Dnf

31. riding

George POV

Passionately we continued kissing while Clay managed to calm down and no more tears touched his skin.
"I don't want you to think that I don't love you or some shit like that", I eventually pulled away again, "You're the most important part of my life. If you ever feel like that ever again, you have to tell me."

I put my forehead on his, caressing his neck with my hand.
He slowly nodded, his breathing calming and evening out.

"I love you George", Clay whispered through his exhaling, grabbing my arms gently.
"I love you too Clay", I smiled, looking at the green emerald colour that was glancing at me.
Whenever I looked into his eyes, it seemed like stars shot through it, lighting up my whole world. Whenever he smiled, whenever he touched me gently, talked to me ever so lovely, I could feel my heart beat heavier and butterflies entering my stomach. I really loved him. So dearly.

Just as I went to kissing him again, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pushed himself onto me. I let myself get taken over and grabbed him by his neck as he touched my lips with his.
Laying on my back, I felt how one of Clay's hands wandered down to the side of my hip and further to my thigh which he gently pulled up to him.

When I finally felt his tongue enter my mouth, I grabbed his hair tightly and pulled on it with light passion.
As his hands touched me wherever they could, I tried pulling us closer to each other more and more, even if it was impossible eventually.

Feeling a specific type of lust arouse in myself I pushed Clay to the side, sitting on top of him. With a surprised facial expression he gazed at me, letting me see the shooting stars and sparkling again.

I leaned slowly forward, putting one of my hands on his chest and the other one to his cheek. In slow speed I rubbed my hip on him in different movements. Forth and back, circles, sometimes pressing harder, sometimes more gentle.

"George-", Clay leaned his head back, closing his eyes.
After a few seconds of continuing this, I stopped and stood up.
"Come to the bedroom in two minutes", I whispered with a quick wink before disappearing in said place.

As I grabbed the cat ears and choker, remembering exactly where I had put them, no questions please, I also added the skirt to the whole outfit. He would appreciate it.

I was just laying on the bed when Clay entered the room, his eyes widening. I grinned at his dick that was unmissable, probably painfully, hard in his pants.
I nodded at him with a smirk, giving him enough as a sign to come to me. And so he did. With a bright smile, he ran towards me, jumping on the bed and immediately on top of me.

"Uh-uh", I pushed him back up, "I'm riding you today."
The mood was so hot, I felt like burning....or rather melting, under this view of my blushing and horny boyfriend.

I noticed his breath falling heavy and his heart pounding hard and fast.
As I gently pushed him down, running my fingers down his chest.
I was dressed in the skirt and my hoodie. On my head the cat ears and the choker, with the rope on it, on my neck.

I slowly ran my hands under Clay's hoodie, pulling it up and over his head with some help of him.
His eyes stared at me like he'd be drooling the fuck out of himself right now.
As I then also pulled the zipper of his jeans down and took them off, I began rubbing him through the fabric of his boxers.

"Mmh, George", he grabbed the bedsheet and squeezed his eyes shut, his cheeks flushing red.
"Should I redeem you?", I smirked, continuing my hand's movements.
"Please~", he suddenly grabbed my hand with his.
"Uh-uh", I pushed it away, "You won't do anything. Let me satisfy you myself."

I grinned as I now also pulled his boxers down, revealing his horny problem.
Slowly I took off my skirt and my own boxers, showing now also my erection. Leaning forward, I crawled over him, handing him the rope that was connected to my choker, and exchanged lustful looks.

I then reached to the drawer to our left and took out some condoms and a tube of lube. I pulled a condom over Clay's dick and rubbed some lube around it. With every second of it, I wanted him more and more. He just stayed quiet, letting me do my thing and staring at me, probably holding back to rail me immediately.

"Good boy", I smirked as I put the tube and package of condoms on the bedside table.
His reaction was a mix of a laugh and heavy breath, most likely surprised but also turned on by those words.

And just as he gazed at me, seeming so speechless and out of breath, I sat down.
I wasn't stretched out and hadn't prepared myself before and it was hard to put it in. I was tight. Too tight.

"Fuck", I groaned, trying to push it in deeper.
"George, it's-!", Clay threw his head back, accidentally pulling on the rope. My head got pulled down slightly and the dick left my hole a few millimetres.

Fuck it.

I pushed myself down as fast as I could, moaning in pain as I forcefully got stretched out.
"George!", Clay groaned, biting his bottom lip.
Slowly I began moving up and down, feeling him rub against my inside.

He completely filled me up, hitting every single spot inside me. So, very soon he hit my prostate, making me moan really loudly.
Moving faster and faster, I felt a burning, but at the same time cold feeling, coming up inside me.

"Clay~, it feels so good~", I moaned, my head leaned back, one hand grabbing Clay's thigh behind me and the other one resting on his ever so muscular stomach.
"Keep on going, you're doing so great", Clay's deep voice rang through my ears, making me look at him.

He looked so hot, so irresistible, so.... amazing.

Just as I had my eyes focused on him, pushing down harder and even faster, his gaze also hit me. His deep eyes widened, his free hand grabbed my thigh and squeezed it roughly.
We kept looking at each other, no 20 seconds until Clay came unwarned.

And just as his relief happened, I also felt the feeling of it rise up in me.
I came shortly after with a long, loud moan, smiling with heavy breaths at my boyfriend.

"Come here", Clay pulled on the rope, forcing my head down to him, and pressed his lips on mine harshly.
As our tongues played with each other, I reached to the bedside table again and grabbed another condom.

As Clay noticed, he released his grip on the rope and let me change the condom.
But before I could sit back down, he sat up and grabbed me by my waist. He sat me down on his lap gently, directly pushing his dick inside me again.

I moaned as it entered, immediately starting to push myself up and down, feeling the pleasure coming back.
I wrapped my arms around Clay's neck, resting my head on one, next to his head. His hands were holding my waist tightly, supporting my movements. Soon he hit really deep spots of mine, making me moan out in enjoyment and even more pleasure.

I never wanted this to end, I wished for the cum to wait longer, letting this current feeling stay.
"Don't stop!", I exclaimed, "Please!"
"I won't. Just keep on going as long as you want", he whispered into my ear, making my feelings even more amazing.

Moan after moan I got closer to cuming. And I was about to.
"I'm- I'm- uuhhhhh~", I tried to talk, getting interrupted by the upcoming feeling that would give me my relief. His dick hit me harder with every move, making me cum only moments later.

After also he had cum, I bent to the side, grabbing another condom from the table.
"Want more?", Clay leaned back, smirking at me.
"I can't stop now", I sat back, switching the condom again.

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