Yours Truly, Austin Post - Post Malone

57

"Ready for bed?" Austin asks making a point of stretching dramatically on the couch beside her in the den. They had dinner with Dre and then put Grayson to bed and now have watched three movies - it may or may not be Ava finding it difficult to take the step to go to bed. Just a little nervous to step out of her comfort zone. "Should we not just sleep in here? Grayson sometimes comes in the early hours to find water then curls up on the other couch, falling asleep - what if he comes in here and we are not here?" Ava asks, trying to find a reason. But, it does not look like Austin is buying it as he stands and pulls her off the couch. "He knows where we will be sleeping. I had a long chat with him when I put him to bed. Come on, Peach - it's just another step we take," he says herding her to the bedroom like a little lost lamb.

"It just feels a little weird that's all."

"It does, and tomorrow will feel less weird, and the day after that..."

"Even less weird?"

"Not just a pretty face, Peach."

Ava rolls her eyes and takes her pajamas with her to the shower then climbs into bed while Austin is in the shower. She feels like she is sneaking into the bed and giggles to herself, silly woman. It's going to take some time to get used to this change, but she will get there. "What are you laughing at?" Austin asks walking out of the bathroom and turning out the light. "Nothing, just nerves," she says then giggles again as Austin pulls her toward him when he climbs into the bed. "What's this? We don't need this, it's hot in here," he teases while lifting her shirt and pulling it off.

"You are a menace."

"Mhmmm," Austin says kissing her neck and making his way down to her breasts very quickly. He has mentioned a few times this has become one of his favorite activities.

"We are much closer to Grayson's room now, what if he comes in here?"

"Uh-uh," he says slipping his tongue around her nipple, her back arches slightly and she sinks her fingers into his hair.

"But, what if he hears us?"

"Mmmm," he hums moving on to her other breast while sliding his hand over her hip and squeezing a handful of ass.

"Austin."

"Mmmm."

"Austin."

"Mmmm."

"Austin."

He detaches from her breast with a loud sigh, sucking in his lips and looking at her with big eyes down his nose.

"I apologize for disturbing your breast time-"

"As you should."

"But, Grayson is-"

"Sleeping and the door is locked, so may I..." he says pointing to her breasts.

"Oh...ok then, proceed," Ava says. Austin grins then ducks his head and latches onto her breast again, his hand going straight back to her ass. She only has small sleep shorts on so his hand 'accidentally' slips under them but she does not stop him. With the door locked and her feeling a little more comfortable she lets her mind concentrate on Austin's hand and his lips, and his tongue - fuck, his tongue, it's glorious. She feels his hand moving slowly until it just settles on top of her thigh and with her heart hammering on her chest she opens her legs. Austin's head pops up and he looks at her, cocking his head slightly. She bites her bottom lip and nods. "You sure?" he asks. "Yeah," she breathes out. "We will take it slow still, Peach," he says hooking his thumb into her waistband and pulling her shorts down slowly.

Ava lets out a shaky breath, not because she is scared - it's just nerves, she wants this. He pushes the duvet down too as he goes and his eyes roam her body, blowing air out his now oval-shaped lips causing a soft whistle. He sucks in his lips and looks at her again with happy eyes. "I like this very much...very nice," he says. Ava hides her face in her hands and laughs softly. "Austin, stop," she mumbles. "If I may..." he says grabbing her hip. She frowns - what is he doing? But, she nods if for no other reason other than curiosity. He rolls her till she is on her stomach then hears him hiss as he sucks air into his mouth through his teeth. She feels his hand slide over her ass and then squeezes it gently. "I have a confession," he says rolling her back over.

"You do?"

"Mhmmm."

"Well, go on. Confess."

"When someone asks, even you, what made me fall for you I should say something profound like - your kind heart or your sweet smile or even the way you love my son..."

"But?"

"It was your ass. Just your ass. I fell for your ass and only then did I notice you were a good person."

Ava lets out a laugh and slings her arms around his neck. "Lucky me," she says laughing again as Austin dips his head and tickles her neck with his lips. "Mhmmm, lucky you...lucky me," he mumbles squeezing a hand full of ass and making Ava laugh all over again. His tickling turns to sucking and a wave of heat rolls over Ava's body when his hand starts sliding over her body and settles on the top of her thigh again, she hugs him just a little tighter as she opens her legs again. Slowly, he slides his hand up and down her inner thigh, squeezing the soft flesh at the top of her thigh gently before he slides his hand down again, lifting his head and searching her eyes before he dips his head and kisses her. He takes his time, soft and slow as her breathing starts to labor.

Slowly still, he moves his hand over her vagina gently rubbing over the top and causing her to whimper softly in the back of her throat then he lifts his head, breaking the kiss, and looks down at her, raising his brows slightly. She lets out a shaky breath and nods again, biting her bottom lip. "This...I haven't...not in years, always too afraid of what I would feel...so I need you to lead...show me," she whispers. He smiles softly and connects their lips again then dips his finger into the top of her vagina rubbing small circles on her clitoris with the pad of his finger, it causes Ava to whimper in the back of her throat and little sparks of fire shoot up her spine. It's nice, it's very nice.

He breaks the kiss and looks down at her with a grin on his face. "I am going in, call my mother, tell her I love her if I don't make it out again," he says then chuckles as Ava tries not to giggle at his cute idiotic face. She bites her lip again as he slides his ring and index fingers into her slowly, watching her carefully with his face now serious. His fingers are long and thick, and she stretches around them, frowning slightly at the hint of pain she feels. She has forgotten how to breathe so she takes a deep breath in. He pushes in till he finds her spot and then strokes it gently and her eyes roll back - it feels so good. "Roll your hips, Peach," he whispers. She starts rolling her hips softly in time to his stroking as his thumb finds her clitoris again and almost instantly her orgasm ignites making her now sensitive muscles grab onto his fingers.

He dips his head and latches onto her nipple, flicking it with his tongue and as if it's attached directly to her orgasm it causes her orgasm to explode as she whimpers again, her hands searching for Austin's face, he lifts his head and watches as her back arches and her muscles throb with her orgasm pulsing through them. She squeezes her eyes shut as her mouth drops open and her toes curl - her orgasm playing havoc with her exhausted body. Then he dips his head and flicks her nipple, intensifying her orgasm and sending it rolling over her body again. She whimpers again, her body now a little too sensitive, grabbing Austin's face and pulling him up to her - smashing their lips together as she wraps her arms around his neck tightly.

When her body finally calms she hears a little giggle escape her lips and then Austin chuckles into her ear causing her giggle to turn into a laugh. He lifts his head and smiles down at her, his eyes dancing. "Yay, third base," he says, chuckling as he lifts his hand and high-fives her when she does the same. "Moron," she giggles.