Ephemeral {X.T.}

𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪-𝕤𝕚𝕩

𝕏𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕖𝕣 𝕋𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕡𝕖

⚠︎tw: smut⚠︎

I dropped back on my bed, my one hand already gripped onto my bedding, and the other on Ovia's hair.

"Fuck," I groaned, feeling her move me in and out of her mouth.

She just made me hornier by the second, as if eating her out didn't do enough.

"Fucking hell, Ovia," I groaned, my stomach clenching. "Ovia, I'm gonna-"

But she didn't stop. She just kept going. Next thing I knew, I came in her mouth, and my hand gripped on her hair, but not too tightly. She slowed down, and once I opened my eyes, after letting go of her hair, she looked at me, wiping down her lips. Her gaze made it worse.

She stood up as I sat up straight on my bed. When she was about to take a step back, I grabbed her by her thighs, pulling her closer.

"Oh, no, princess. You think we're finished?" I asked, and maneuvered her to stand over me on the bed on her legs.

"Xavier," she giggled.

"What?" I chuckled. "You expect me to just leave things like that?" I asked, pulling a condom on me. "You really think that I'm that kind of a person?"

"I'm not riding you," she warned, and I just smirked.

I grabbed her by the waist and threw her over, onto her back, before getting over her, seeing a wide smile on her lips.

My hands wove into hers, before I pushed myself forward, straight into her. I heard a loud moan leave her lips, and immediately I let one of her hands go, and I slipped it over her mouth.

I mean, fuck. Her brother was still my neighbor.

I moved my hips back and forth, and her moaning became louder with each thrust. My grasp tightened, and I saw the satisfaction in her eyes.

"Fuck," I heard her moan.

It brought a soft grin to my lips. "That's it," I breathed in her ear as I kept going.

I kept pushing back and forth, and underneath me, I felt how she moved her hips back.

"Don't," I breathed.

Her free hand flew to my back, and as if scratching for life, I felt her grip her nails into my back. They cut deeper as she pulled them over my back. It was kind of like encouragement.

I kept pushing back and forth, and her breath heavied. Her nails deepened, and I felt her back arch.

Fuck how I loved her skirts.

Yet, just before I could reach my limit, I slowed and pulled out. My hand slowly moved off of her mouth, and she exhaled as if she was the one doing so much work, but fuck, I couldn't blame her.

I just grinned, looking down at her.

"Now we're done..."

~

"It's probably dinner," Ovia said as she stood up from my bed.

Just then someone knocked on my door. I opened it, not surprised to see Ajax. He frowned, looking from me to his sister, until he met her eyes, and his softened.

"I know," Ovia said, as she passed me, suddenly being nearly tackled my her brother with a hug. I was confused, but didn't say anything. Instead I just stared. When she eventually pulled away, she semi-stepped behind me.