The Undoing

Agraphobia

*WARNING: There are some mature parts, read if you wish*

The next morning I woke to an arm was wrapped around my waist. I tried to get up because I really had to pee but it just tightened. I was stuck and ready to pee my pants.

"Monty, I'm going to pee if you don't let go" I whispered but he didn't budge.

"MONTY I SWEAR I WILL DO SOMETHING YOU WON'T LIKE UNLESS YOU LET GO!" Somehow yelling failed to rouse him from sleep so I followed through with my threat. Without even batting an eyelash I pulled my elbow straight back into his crotch and he shot up, holding his crotch before rolling off the bed. I looked over the edge and he looked at me incredulously, like I had murdered a kitten or something.

"I really have to pee and you wouldn't wake up..." And with that I bolted into the bathroom to relieve myself, just in time too. I sighed in satisfaction and finished up doing my business before walking out and heading to the kitchen to make breakfast. The fridge was getting to the point when you could only make eggs or pancakes and I chose to go with the latter of the two. As I got my chef on I heard the shower start and figured it would be a nice surprise to have breakfast ready and set the table with candles and flowers, fake ones of course, real ones would be dead as a doorknob. I finished the table quickly and served the pancakes how I knew he liked them from the several short days I spent here as his roommate. Monty walked out, towel drying his hair, not paying attention. It took him a few seconds before the smell registered.

"Did you do all this?" He asked, surprise obvious on his face. I nodded and blushed, my socks suddenly the most interesting thing in the world. I heard him moving but I didn't know where he moved to but I soon found out when I felt him lift my chin up, forcing me to make eye contact. My heart was racing as he leaned in and instinct kicked in as I leaned in too, closing the distance. Now I'm not going to start going on about those fireworks everyone dreams about but I am going to say that this felt like the most right thing in my life and I never wanted it to end. I melted into the kiss and we moved as one. Monty picked me up, making me wrap my arms and legs around him. He walked down the hallway and into his room, feeling along the walls to get there so we wouldn't run into anything. The moment my back hit the bed we had to pause for breath.

"You don't know how long I've wanted this kind of thing to happen." I gasped out as he started working his way down. My hand went to his hair as he worked my shorts down, leaving butterfly kisses all the way. Monty then worked his way back up, pushing my top up to expose more skin. I pulled his head up to meet me in a passionate lip lock, only stopping to breathe. I tugged his shirt off and traced his defined abs as he pulled my shirt off. He started attacking my neck, leaving love bites everywhere, when he got to my sweet spot and a moan I couldn't contain ripped out of my throat. Monty paused to look to look at me then growled and continued, but much rougher now.

"Wait, Monty, what about breakfast? The pancakes will get cold." I panted, too distracted to care what he said. He responded by moving back up to my face and connecting our lips once again. I smirked at his answer and flipped us over, now straddling him. I kissed down his chest, giving his nipples a little extra attention, and unbuttoned his pants, before pulling them off completely. Once those were out of the way, Monty seemed to lose any self-control he had and the rest of our clothing were in a pile on the floor, already forgotten. He flipped us over so he was once again on top, then reached over to his nightstand and pulled out a condom. I took it from him and helped him put it on while he licked his fingers in a sensual way. I groan at his lusted filled eyes, getting more turned on if it was possible. He inserted one finger into my love cavern, moving it around to get me ready before adding another finger.

I was beyond words, not knowing what I was saying anymore. He added one more digit and I became putty, coming all over his hand. He gave a satisfied grunt and plunged into me, pushing his length in bit by bit to make it as painless as possible. I bit my lip, groaning at the pain, and he moved his face carefully up to mine and gave me quick, tender kisses, whispering soothing words to distract me. A little bit later I was hit with a wave of pleasure and moaned, squirming under Monty to signal that it was ok for him to move. He immediately pulling out and pushing back in roughly. The pleasure was overwhelming and I could faintly hear our pants and feel the heat surrounding us. A knot was building in my stomach, making everything distant.

"Babe, I'm getting close." I all but whispered, too high to speak louder."Me too, but hold it in, we'll come together." I nodded and he plunged in and out even rougher as my hand shot to his hair, pulling and tugging it, pushing us to the edge as we simultaneously came. He collapsed next to me and pulled out. We were both sweaty but neither of us cared. Monty pulled me into his chest and we both fell into a deep, blissful sleep.