Scarlet Springs (Ari Levinson) AU - 18+

15

Margot

The start is bright and early for us as we begin redecorating the first room. Ari simply whistles along to a few songs on the radio while we begin, and at some point I find myself just watching him. Arms bulging from his vest, muscles flexing as he moves the roller up and down the wall.

Holy shit. I'm either breathing in too many paint fumes or it's actually him that's making me feel light headed.

Eventually I snap myself out of it and continue to paint my part of the wall, flecks and splatters of colour decorating my top and shorts.

I can feel Ari's eyes on me and pretend to focus on the wall, but eventually try to sneak a look over and find him still watching me. "What?" I smile.

"Nothing, just...wanted to look at you".

I lightly dip the brush into the pot and then walk over to him, gently dabbing some on his nose.

He smirks before running his own brush down the valley between my breasts, eyes flickering up to meet mine. I can tell what he's thinking and immediately pull my top over my head. He does the same - both of us now dipping our hands into the paint before we begin to smear it over one another. Our lips devour each others, and before we know it we're covered in paint.

"Hands and knees sweetheart". I'm on them immediately and soon feel him sliding into me from behind. His fingers dig into my hips, his cock slamming into me over and over. "Let's paint you even more - with me".

He has me moaning loudly, digging my own nails into the carpet to keep steady. "Fuck, Ari please". I'm met with deeper, more harder thrusts and tighten around him. His hand has a fistful of my hair while he tugs it to keep my head up and back.

"Let's get you shaking gorgeous". He utters, and thrusts deep until I come. Only then does he grunt, pull out, and explode over my back.

Painting me like he said he would.

We're panting hard, covered in paint, but it was worth it. "If this is how it's gonna be? We're never gonna get all the rooms painted". I laugh as we just kneel there and finally find some air.

"And if it means getting to fuck you in every single room while we paint it? I don't care how long it takes". He gets up and stretches, then helping me to my feet.

I head into the bathroom and turn the shower on, needing to clean up before we resume painting again. The curtain is pulled back after a while and Ari gets in with me, turning me so my back's facing him. His hands run themselves over my back, down my arms and then he places a kiss on my shoulder.

"I need to recover before you fuck me again". I say as the water runs over us.

"Then let me help you clean up so I can". His lips smile against my wet skin. His hands wash away the paint (and ultimately his cum) on my back, turning me to face him and running his hands across my breasts, kneading them gently until they go down between my legs. I kiss him as his thumb brushes over my clit, shaking with sensitivity from the recent fuck. His hand removes itself after a while and we both wash in silence.

The rest of the morning is spent painting, making eyes at one another - and eventually I stop to make us lunch. It's the least I can do.

He takes care of me and I take care of him right?