Jerome lay In his bed watching a movie on his laptop, well half watching it.
Y/n lay in bed with him, her head on his chest, his arm around her, they were meant to be watching the movie but Y/n was mostly just cuddling and not paying any attention to the movie. Y/n's fingers brushed against his chest, sending a shiver down his spine.
"What's so interesting about my abs?" he asked, raising an eyebrow as he gazed down at her. "Or... lack their off."
"They feel nice to lay on and to touch," she cooed kissing his chest next to where she rested her head,
A low chuckle rumbled in his throat as he wrapped his arms tighter around her, pulling her closer. "Well, I'm glad you're appreciating them," his lips brushed against the top of her head.
"Jerome?" She whined a little tugging on his T-shirt,
He shifted slightly, adjusting his position to accommodate her request, "Yeah, baby?"
She simply tugged his shirt a little harder hunting she wanted his shirt off,
With a sly grin, he lifted his arms, allowing her to pull the shirt over his head. His chest muscles flexed beneath her fingertips as she ran her hands across his skin.
She happily burrowed into his bare chest stroking her fingers over him, "Ummmm" she sighed happily,
His eyes drifted shut, a relaxed smile spreading across his face as he felt her warm breath dance across his skin. He wrapped his arms around her once more, holding her close as she nuzzled deeper into the crook of his neck. His fingers trailed down her back, tracing the curve of her spine before dipping beneath the hem of her skirt. He slipped his hand higher, his palm gliding over the smooth skin of her waist,
she giggled just nuzzling up more with her beloved boyfriend
Jerome moved his hand a little higher, His fingers danced across her skin, teasing the edges of her bra straps before slipping down and beneath the shirt to cup her breast.
she softly moaned as he massaged her breast rubbing her cheek against his chest, and squirming her little hips against his thigh
His thumb brushed against her nipple, sending a jolt of electricity through both of them. He leaned in, his mouth closing over hers in a possessive kiss, his tongue probing the depths of her mouth as he pulled her tighter against him.
Jerome closed his laptop setting it on the bedside table before he turned a little to lay on his side like she was, both his hands coming up to massage her breasts, their hips firmly against each other as she squirms from pleasure it rubs up against his jeans and his hardening cock. His fingers kneaded her flesh, coaxing a low hum of pleasure from her throat as she pressed herself harder against him. His hips rocked gently, the friction between them building heat and tension, his erection straining against the fabric of his jeans. his hands moved back unclipping her bra and sliding the bra and her shirt off,
Y/n softly squealed playfully as he revealed her,
"Fuck I love your tits." He groaned kissing down her neck as his hands massage her breasts. Kissing lower and lower until his mouth closed around her nipple, sucking it deep into his mouth as his fingers rolled the other peak between his thumbs, sending shivers of delight coursing through her body.
Y/n's head fell back, her eyes drifting shut as she surrendered to the waves of pleasure washing over her.
he quickly swapped to suck her other nipple,
"Ah! Jerome!" She softly moaned
His zipper slid down with a smooth hiss, and he pushed his jeans and boxers down to his thighs, his erection springing free. He reached for Y/n's waistband, pulling her panties down in one swift motion, exposing her slick folds to the air. His fingers delved into her wetness, stroking her clit in slow, circular motions as he continued to suckle her nipple.
she moaned loudly at the stimulation of her breasts and her clit her body shaking as she shifts onto her back with Jerome on top. She giggled pushing off her skirt and panties leaving her naked on his bed, "Jerome... Please" she gasped spreading her legs to reveal how wet she was
He lifted his head, his eyes locked on hers as he gazed at the sight before him. A low growl rumbled in his throat as he positioned himself between her legs, his erection bobbing with anticipation. With a gentle nudge, he parted her folds further, his tip gliding through her wetness before he plunged forward, sinking deep inside her warmth. His thrusts were slow and deliberate, each stroke drawing a gasp from Y/n's lips as she wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him close.
Her nails dug into his skin, urging him deeper, faster.
He obliged, increasing the tempo until they were moving in perfect syncopation, their bodies entwined in a dance of lust and abandon. Sweat dripped from his brow, mingling with Y/n's tears of pleasure as she screamed his name, her body convulsing around him. His hips pistoned harder, driving himself deeper into her core as he felt the familiar tension building within him.
Y/n's cries grew louder, her body tensing around him like a vice, and he knew she was on the brink of orgasm.
With one final, brutal thrust, he sent them both tumbling over the edge, their screams mingling in a cacophony of release as they collapsed together in a sweaty, tangled heap.
she gasped desperately as she relaxed "... I love you" she whispered
His chest heaved with exertion, his face buried in the crook of her neck as he held himself deep within her still-quivering depths. A low rumble vibrated through his throat as he spoke, his voice husky with emotion, "I love you too, baby... so much." His arms tightened around her, holding her close as he savored the feeling of completion that washed over him. For a moment, the world narrowed to this: just the two of them, lost in the aftermath of their passion. he leans up and kisses her lips not hard and lustful just a sweet lovely kiss,
Jerome trembled as he pulled away thinking for a moment. How much he loved Y/n, how much he adored her body, how he was so deeply in love with this girl. More then he ever felt for anyone. He thought of her not being in his arms and it scared him, made him want to cry to imagine life without her. And without really thinking he asks her
"...will you marry me?"
The words tumbled out of his mouth like a confession, a declaration of devotion that left him breathless and exposed. He held his breath, waiting for her response, his heart pounding in his chest like a drum. Would she say yes? Would she accept the ring he'd been secretly planning to give her? The uncertainty hung in the air like a challenge, as Jerome waited anxiously for Y/n's answer.
she looked at him a little confused if she was hearing things "what?"
He repeated the question, his voice barely above a whisper, but laced with an intensity that left no room for misinterpretation. "Will you marry me?" His eyes locked onto hers, searching for a glimmer of understanding, of acceptance. He held his breath, his entire being focused on her response, as if the universe itself depended on it.
her eyes wide in suprise, she blinked a few times running such a question over in her mind given how unexpected it was "I... Yes." She answered
A radiant smile spread across his face, illuminating the dimness of the room as he exhaled a sigh of relief. His eyes shone with unshed tears as he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a gentle, tender kiss "Yes?" he whispered back, his voice trembling with emotion. "Really?" He pulled back slightly, his gaze drinking in every detail of her face, searching for confirmation that this wasn't just a momentary lapse of sanity.
she nodded tears of joy welling up in her eyes,
But her nod, firm and resolute, sealed the deal.
Overcome with emotion, Jerome wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. His own tears mingled with hers, as he whispered a promise that seemed to come from the very depths of his soul, "My love, my everything... forever and always."
