Anthony trudged through the front door, his energy sapped after a grueling baseball practice at Dodger Stadium. The California sun was setting, casting long shadows across the apartment building.
"I can't feel my legs," he groaned to himself, dropping his baseball bag with a thud.
As he made his way to your shared bedroom, the thought of collapsing onto your bed filled Anthony with a sense of relief. But as he pushed open the door to his room, there, perched on the bed like a restless bird, was you.
"Tell me about it," Romeo replied with a weary grin, his own bag hitting the floor with a dull thump. "I think Coach was trying to kill us today."
As they made their way upstairs, the thought of collapsing onto his bed filled Romeo with a sense of relief. But as he pushed open the door to his room, that feeling was quickly replaced with surprise. There, perched on his bed like a restless bird, was you.
"Hey, babe," you greeted him with a nervous smile, though there was an unmistakable tension in your demeanor.
Anthony smiled at you, throwing himself onto the bed, "hey pretty girl."
Astrid shifted uncomfortably, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of the blanket. "I made you dinner, its in the microwave, I made spaghetti"
Anthony's brow furrowed with concern. You rarely acted so jittery, and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. "Are you sure everything's okay? You seem... restless."
You bit your lip, avoiding his gaze. "It's nothing, really. Just... a long day."
But Anthony didn't buy it. He moved closer, sitting beside you on the bed. "Come on, Y/N. You can tell me. What's bothering you?"
You hesitated, then let out a defeated sigh. "Okay, fine. I'll tell you. But promise me you won't laugh."
Anthony nodded solemnly. "I promise."
You took a deep breath. "I... I really want some... friction."
Anthony's eyebrows shot up in surprise, then a mischievous grin spread across his face. "Friction, huh? Well, lucky for you, I just came from a baseball practice full of it."
You blushed furiously, but before you could protest, Anthony leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "I may be tired, but that doesn't mean I can't help you out."
With a playful smirk, Anthony gently tugged at the waistband of your pajamas. "But we better get these off first. Don't want them getting messed up."
Your eyes widened in shock, but you couldn't suppress a giggle. "Anthony, baby you're ridiculous."
With a wink, Anthony helped you pull down your pajamas and underwear off, leaving you bare from the waist down. "There we go. Now, how can I assist you, m'lady?"
Your cheeks flushed pink, but you couldn't hide the excitement in your eyes. "Well... I was thinking... maybe your thigh since you're tired?"
Anthony chuckled, his heart swelling with affection for you, the girl in front of him. "My thigh it is, then. But on one condition..."
You raised an eyebrow, curious. "What's that?"
"I get to watch," Anthony replied, his grin widening as he settled back against the pillows.
You rolled your eyes playfully, but you couldn't suppress the grin on yor face. "Deal."
With a contented sigh, Anthony leaned back, watching as you straddled his thigh, your movements slow and deliberate. Despite his exhaustion, he felt a surge of warmth at the sight of her pleasure, knowing that he could provide you with the comfort you needed.
You eagerly straddled his thigh, your legs on either side. You could even feel the heat of skin through his joggers and it sent a wave of anticipation through you.
Slowly you began to grind your hips against his thigh. "That's it pretty girl, ride my thigh, you're already soaking wet"
You began to move faster, you're breaths growing heavier as your body responded to the friction, letting out soft moans, your head falling back as pleasure washed all over you. You could feel the fimilar cooling feeling in your stomach and you could feel yourself getting wetter by the second.
"Oh fuck, you're so wet," Anthony groaned his voice strained as he watched you "Keep going I want to see you come"
Your breaths came in short gasps as you obeyed, your movements becoming more frantic. Your clit rubbed against his thigh with each grind, bringing you closer and closer to the edge.
"Oh, Anthony," you cried out, your body tensing as the pleasure built. "I'm gonna come, I'm so close!"
"That's it, baby, let it happen," Anthony urged, his voice hoarse. "Come for me, all over my thigh. Show me how good it feels."
With a final, desperate grind, your orgasm exploded through your body. You cried out, your nails digging into Anthony's thighs as waves of pleasure consumed you. Your pussy clenched around his thigh, your juices flowing freely on him. As your orgasm subsided, you collapsed against Anthony, your heart racing. "Oh fuck, that was incredible," you panted, your body still trembling.
Anthony held you close, his hands gently stroking your back. "I told you it would be good, didn't I?" he whispered, his lips brushing your ear.
And as the two of you lay together, tangled in each other's arms, Anthony couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected moments of intimacy that brought the two of you closer together, even on the most ordinary of days.
Requested by theveleteendream1 I hope you enjoy. More requests will be coming our faster, I promise. ALSO DODGERS WON THE WORLD SERIES 💙💙💙💙💙. Feel free to leave a request.
