valentine's day

LOL i hope u guys enjoy this. my punctuation is actually ass so i apologize in advance. <3 enjoy

it was valentine's day — not a holiday you were particularly fond of celebrating, mainly because you thought it to be overrated, tainted with high expectations and cheesy, unnecessary gifts, but somehow isaac still managed to make it special. the two of you stayed in for the night, sifting through the films on netflix after he made you your favorite dinner. he wasn't a very good cook, but he tried for you, and that was what truly mattered. you had ignored the slightly off-putting taste and at the meal anyway out of courtesy, listening as he showered you in compliments and gazed your way from across the dinner table.
but now, after the sky had darkened and the world around you was beginning to grow quiet, the two of you were cuddled up in bed. your head was on his chest, arm draped over his stomach as his was wound around you. isaac's fingertips were softly dragging up and down the exposed skin of your hip, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. you knew what he was up to, and quite honestly, your thoughts were gravitating in the same direction.
you were struggling when it came to training your attention solely on the television on the wall in front of you. it was hard to focus on the lame romantic comedy movie that was playing when you could hear his heartbeat thumping in his chest, feel his palms caressing your skin in languid, aimless motions.
curiously, you looked up at him, expecting to see him staring at the tv, but he was already looking at you. his eyes were tracing down every feature of your face, skimming over the slope of your nose and stopping on your lips. "hi, baby" he whispered.
you smiled in response. his hair was disheveled, messy, and hanging down on his forehead just slightly. he was wearing a white tshirt and black sweatpants, his legs covered up by the duvet that was pulled over the both of your bodies. "hi," you replied quietly. "did you have a nice night? i know you don't really enjoy cooking that much."
he chuckled dryly, reaching up and brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. "of course i had a nice night, baby" he whispered. "but it could be better."
you quirked an eyebrow, noting the sly smirk that was pulling at his lips. "really? how?" you asked, drawing out the words slowly.
you knew what he was implying. it was obvious in the way that he moved closer to you, tightening his grip on your waist and pulling you into his lap. you were straddling his hips, looking down at him as his palms rested on the sides of your thighs easily.
"it could be better if... if you kissed me, maybe." he suggested, feigning innocence as he kept his tone low and casual. he was full on grinning now, eyes crinkling up at the sides as he stared up at you.
you laughed - it was a girlish giggle that you often heard escape when you were with him. he was able to pull the loving, juvenile-teenage-girl side out of you, and it was something that you found to be endearing. however, that was the last thing on your mind as you felt isaac's soft hands running up and down your thighs, exploring the exposed skin there that your skimpy pajama shorts had revealed.
"ohh, so, j-just a kiss?" you teased. you had to speak up after a moment. your throat was dry. he began playing with the drawstring of your shorts. his long, dark eyelashes were laying flat against his cheekbones as he looked down at his fidgeting fingers, then glanced back up. you were waiting for an answer when he leaned in, lips ghosting over yours so gently, you could barely feel them. "maybe just a little more." he drawled out, tone hoarse as his lips moved against yours to formulate the words.
and then you were kissing, like time had suddenly resumed. his hands moved from your thighs to your backside, gripping your ass as he pulled your body closer to him. your fingers were entangled in his hair, tugging on the roots as your tongue melted against his, moving slowly and sensually in synchronization.
his touch roamed up your back, tracing over your spine as you continued kissing him, swallowing the short pants he expelled beneath your tongue.
he broke away from you, pulling his face back from yours so that he could look at you. his hands moved around to your front so that he could tug on the hem of the sweater you were wearing. "shirt off, doll"
you cracked a soft smile at the pet name, then pulled your sweater up and over your head, tossing it onto the empty space on the floor beside you. you were in a bra that you had been wearing the whole day. it wasn't something sexy you had planned, like most girls would wear on a holiday spent with your boyfriend, but the sight of your newly-exposed skin was still enough to make his eyes widen just slightly.
his palms roamed up over your stomach, quickly twisting around your back once again to unclasp your bra. you let it fall limply from your arms, already feeling the loss of coverage being replaced by his hands. he squeezed your breasts, kneading them as his thumbs flicked over your nipples, eyes attentively watching them harden beneath his touch.
your heart was already racing, breathing noticeably labored just because of the current situation. you were still perched in his lap as he touched you, pushing your hair off of your neck, leaning up to press a lingering kiss to the dip between your collarbones. it was difficult not to get worked up so quickly when it came to being with someone like him, but his condition didn't differ entirely from yours.
you could feel his erection beneath you, masked by the thin material of the pants he was wearing. you were starting to grind against him absently, your body craving the friction just as much as his was. you could only hear the sounds of your breaths mixing with his as his face lingered just inches from yours, eyes scouring over your whole body, mesmerized by how you looked on top of him.
"you're so fucking beautiful" he mumbled.
as your cheeks grew hot, you stretched your hands over his chest, over his shoulders, over the expanse of his arms. you pulled at his tshirt, tugging it over his head once he leaned forward, permitting you allowance to disperse of the material that was stopping you from feeling his skin.
you loved the way his abdomen felt beneath your palms, how it tensed when you touched him, how his biceps flexed when he gripped your hips tighter. the two of you were only watching one another, hands all over, breathing heavy as your lower halves continued to rock in a synchronized, smooth motion, increasing the dampness between your legs. you already felt as though you were weightless, dizzy with the intense sensation of the friction of his hips jerking upward, erection rubbing against your clothed center.
he looked up, eyes boring into yours, endlessly so clear that you were virtually hypnotized. his eyelids fluttered closed, masking you of the pretty color once his jaw went slack and his lips parted as you ground yourself down onto him, thighs clenching around his hips as you held onto his shoulders to steady yourself.
he leaned in to kiss you, his hands traveling up from your waist to cup your cheeks as his tongue dragged along your lower lip. the flavor of his mouth on yours was one that you were entirely too accustomed to, yet it never ceased to leave you breathless, making your thoughts hazy, permeated by his charming effect.
you licked into his mouth, feeling his breaths hot against your own as you tangled your hands in his hair. you were kissing sloppily now, all swift movements gone jagged as your hips rocked up against one another, as you felt him hardening with each passing moment.
he pulled away, eyes flashing open to look at you wildly. his cheeks were flushed a pale pink and his lips were swollen, piercing slick with moisture as his tongue ran over it. "lay back, baby" he requested, eyebrows raised as the pads of his thumbs smoothed over your cheeks affectionately.
you nodded, swinging your leg over his lap as you retreated back to your side of the bed. you pushed away your littered clothing, let it fall to the floor beside the nightstand as he then situated himself over you. his gaze was raking over your body as if he couldn't decide where to start first, but you had a good idea as to what he wanted to do to you. isaac always enjoyed pleasuring you, no matter how he did it.
his lips started off on your lower neck, kissing gently above your collarbone. he began sucking hickies onto your skin. you felt his teeth graze over the area subtly before he was licking over the mark he had made, lifting his head to glance at you before he moved lower.
he wasted no time in hooking his thumbs into the waistband of your pajama shorts, nudging you to raise your hips so that he could pull them down your legs, leaving you completely exposed and naked before him. he had seen you like this many times before - so many that you weren't phased at all, especially with the way that he was staring. he always looked at you as if you were the most beautiful sight he had ever seen, and that was something that still made your stomach flip with flattery.
"i am going to make you feel so good, baby," he murmured, voice low, mouth turning upward into a crooked smirk. "...fuck you senseless, how does that sound?"
"amazing, oh my god, so good..." you breathed out, your body heating up just by listening to the sound of his determined tone.
he exhaled deeply as he pushed your thighs apart. he hooked your legs over his shoulders, hands instinctively gravitating toward your hips to hold them down. he knew that he was able to get you writhing beneath him in a mere matter of seconds, so keeping you still was somewhat of a challenge, but he always came out as winner in situations like these.
he blew a breath of air over your entrance, electric eyes glancing up at you from where he was stationed between your legs. you could already feel yourself aching for him, pining for his touch, whatever he had to offer you.
you felt his tongue flatten against your slit, the motion caught you off guard, causing you to clutch the sheets beneath you as you threw your head back, teeth clenching from the immediate pleasure. his warm tongue could be felt clearly against your center. you were feeling the perfect mixture of friction and warmth, spreading all around your body like a wildfire as you whimpered involuntarily.
he was gripping your skin firmly as he circled his tongue around your slit. you could feel him breathing against your skin, uneven and ragged as he focused on making you feel good. his eyes were on yours as he gauged your reaction to his every move - how you would shift suddenly when he sucked on your clit, how your hips would buck upward in effort to feel even more pleasure.
"fuck, isaac," you moaned out, your own voice sounding unfamiliar as you elongated the syllables of the his name, eyes rolling back.
he dipped his tongue into your entrance, moving it in and out in shallow motions. your body was twitching uncontrollably as his biceps bulged while he tried desperately to hold your hips down to the mattress, to keep you still as his head remained buried between your thighs, moving as his mouth did.
he pulled away only shortly, looking up at you. "you think you could keep still for me, baby?"
you nodded. it was a lie - you couldn't stay still, even if you really tried to, but when he removed one of his hands from his grasp on your waist, you knew you would really make an effort to stop squirming.
but it was difficult, because he looked so good with his lips so dark and red, hair falling down onto his forehead as his eyes gazed at you, his pupils blown and his chest flushed red. he was making you feel so lightheaded just by his appearance, so when his tongue was circling around your clit once more as he dipped two digits into your entrance, you could already feel yourself beginning to sweat.
you held on even tighter to the sheets beneath you as he worked his fingers in and out of you, curling at the knuckle as he attempted to find the perfect spot to get you moaning. of course, as he was pretty much an expert on your body, he discovered it straight away, causing your toes to curl and an obscene and guttural moan to rip from your throat as your hips jerked upward.
you were overwhelmed by the intense pleasure of his lips brushing over your slit while he curled his fingers into you, eyes shut as he exploited your every weakness. you could already feel that familiar build up forming in your stomach, knotting your insides as you every muscle began to clench.
you cried out loudly as he pushed his fingers into you with more force, your thighs practically wrapped around his face as you felt your abdomen begin to clench. he pulled away from your center, lifting his head to look at you and speak. "come on, baby, louder. i know you can be louder than that." he coaxed.
you let out a heavy breath that you were holding in, your chest sinking as you moaned. his name was rolling off of your tongue freely, seemingly the only word you could think of at the moment, as you were entirely immersed in the feeling that he was drowning you with.
the pace of his fingers increased as he continued to lick up your slit, holding you down with his free hand. you felt your head go light as you began to unravel, a foreign feeling settling in your bones as you were being brought over the edge with each passing second. you were calling out his name loudly as your thighs were thrown over his shoulders, your hips bucking upward as you came, your orgasm sweeping over you so powerfully, you weren't even aware of the sensation of him lifting his head away from you, his fingers continuing to pump into you vigorously.
"f-f-fuc-k-k," you panted out, your eyes still screwed shut as you felt the sheets beneath you begin to dampen.
when you blinked, you looked down at him, seeing him sitting upright with his bottom lip between his teeth. he was smirking, lips spreading into a wide grin. "you just squirted."
you felt your cheeks get hot as you attempted to prop yourself up, your limbs shaking and your fingertips trembling. he was right, sure enough. he had overwhelmed you with enough pleasure to make you cum so hard, you weren't even aware of just how intense the sensation was. the sheets were soaked and you couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
"i, um - sorry." you stuttered out, unsure of how to react to this situation.
you barely had time to concoct another thought before he was hovering over your again, arms on either side of your head as his face was level with your own. "don't apologize," he whispered, eyes dropping down to your lips. he kissed you shortly, then pulled away again.
your eyes widened. you didn't know how he was going to react, but apparently, he liked the idea of being able to make you feel so good that you came all over the sheets. with the way he was looking at you, you knew that he thoroughly enjoyed getting that response out of you, but you were still stunned silent, and then isaac spoke once more. "do you think you could do that again for me, babe?" your lips parted. you were unsure of how to reply. "i, uh, i don't know..." you mumbled, followed by a giggle.
he backed away from you again, his chest still flushed that pretty red. you noticed the tent in his shorts as he began digging around in your nightstand drawer, pulling out a condom. "well, let's find out then."
immediately, by the sound of his proposition, you felt your insides pooling with arousal once again. even after such a powerful orgasm, he could have you ready for his touch again in a matter of moments, just by talking to you, just by walking around in his shorts, his bare torso exposed and looming over you.
you watched him from your place on the bed as he shed his sweats and boxers, letting them fall to the floor with the rest of your clothes. he knew your eyes were on him as he ripped open the foil packet with his teeth, rolling the condom over his hard length, already ready to take you with no hesitation.
he climbed back onto the bed rather ungracefully, but you barely noticed when he was already positioned between your legs again. his brow was furrowed and his tongue was poking out beneath his lips - a look of pure determination. he wanted to make you cum like that again. it was evident just by the expression he wore. he was gripping the headboard above you, a position that provided him the perfect amount of leverage to thrust into you relentlessly. one hand gripped the base of his dick as he lined himself up with your entrance, pushing his hips forward as his girth stretched your walls completely, making the both of you moan out in harmony.
"fuck, fuck..." he gritted out, his jaw set as you looked up at him from where you were laying against the sheets
you could only whimper in response. your hands were already tracing over his broad back, feeling the muscles of his shoulders shift and contract as he began to thrust into you at a steady pace, his hips moving forward at just the right angle. he filled you up perfectly, just as he always did. you were unsure of how he managed to make you feel light in the head every time - always making your skin slick with a sheen of sweat, your body trembling beneath him. you wanted to say so much, but your mind was stopping you, only allowed you to moan out his name.
"f-f-fuck pl-please, h-harder..." you managed to stutter, your voice caught in your throat. he nodded absently, moving his hips forward forcefully. you observed the way he watched himself fuck into you, his eyes trained on the area where your bodies connected, occasionally travelling up to look at your chest, or glance curiously into your eyes, just to make sure you were enjoying this as much as he was, and of course, you were. he exhaled heavily, throwing his head back as he took his bottom lip between his teeth. his eyes were screwed shut as his face contorted into the prettiest look of pleasure you had seen on him yet, and that was when you could feel your stomach knotting up all over again.
you clutched his back even tighter. your fingernails were scratching down his skin, making him let out a low groan at the painful sensation that coincided with the pleasure he was feeling. you felt him thrust into you even harder, making your eyes roll back as you felt the tip of his dick brush against your gspot. once he noted that he had found your weakness once again, he moved in the exact same way, twisting his hips upward just slightly to achieve the right angle.
your entire body was twitching as he began to thrust into you so quickly, you were unable to let out a single noise. your breathing was uneven and your voice was caught in your chest as he muttered, "go on, baby. cum again. cum for me."
and that had you. you were practically screaming now as you felt yourself unraveling all over again, your body growing hot and your face reddening. you knew he was staring at you, always enchanted by the way you looked when you came, but instead of looking you in the eye, he was gazing at where your bodies connected yet again.
"thats it," he sighed. "such a good girl, fuck..." he muttered out, words falling from his lips quickly as his hips begin to slow, stuttering before coming to a completely halt as he reached his high unexpectedly.
you felt him spill into the condom in spurts as he groaned out, knuckles gripping the headboard above you so tightly, his skin was turning white. the sheets beneath you were damp once again as your entire body throbbed, trembled as he collapsed on top of you, his face florid, and his eyelids hooded.
"you've been holding out on me."