Ready For Love : Tyler Seguin Fan Fiction

Would you be my girlfriend?

In the morning I slowly open my eyes as I feel Tyler's lips against my cheeks and forehead. I playfully push him away. He knows what a grouch I am in the morning, especially if I am woken up. He ignores my annoyed grunts and continues kissing me all over my face. I open my eyes when I realize I feel his beardless face against mine. I hadn't noticed until just this second. "You shaved," I say as I rub my hand along his smooth cheek and down to his chin. I pull his face close to mine and kiss him. He sits in the bed next to me.

"Yeah. It was getting a little out of control. I know it's been itchy against your skin. Do you like it?"

"I love you no matter what but yes I do like it. It reminds me of when you were younger."

"I don't want to look younger," he pouts, "luckily it'll grow back quickly."

"Can we just stay in bed all day?" I ask. I am trying not to let myself think of the fact that this is the last time I will be seeing Tyler in I don't even know how long. We haven't really talked about what happens when he goes home and I am still here. I have been busy having too much fun spending what limited time we have together with him. I wish he didn't have to go. I guess this is what he was protecting me from when he left. Still, I'd rather have this than nothing at all.

He must have noticed the picture of me and Jonathan Bernier that I have framed and sitting on my desk that is directly across from us because he says, "does he have to be in here with us? I feel like he's watching."

"Let him watch," I reply.

"I can't. It's creepy." He gets up from the bed and turns the frame around to face the wall. "Just for today."

He walks back over to the bed and lies down behind me and puts his arms around my stomach as he rests his chin on my shoulder and spoons me.

He lifts up my shirt a bit and puts his hand on the skin on my stomach. He makes little circles around my belly button with the tip of his finger and I begin to squirm. "That tickles," I say

"Sorry. I wasn't trying to. Honestly." He lays his hand flat on my stomach and pushes my hair away from my neck with the other one. He kisses my neck once he exposes the skin and I reach my arms up and place my hands on the back of his head. I run my fingers up and through his hair as his hands begin to roam up my body and to my breasts. "Is that better?" he asks right in my ear before nibbling on my earlobe.

"Mmm hmm," is all I can say as I begin to rub my ass against his penis. I can feel him getting hard as he presses himself against me. I let go of his head with one of my hands and reach back behind me to grab his cock and start rubbing the head and shaft with my palm. He bites my neck playfully. "You like that?" I ask as I feel his breaths getting heavier on my neck. He just lets out a grunt.

I roll over onto my back so he is hovering over me and continue to rub the head of his penis. I stroke the shaft once he gets harder and his lips crash against mine. He thrusts his hips in motion with my hand and sucks on my tongue. I still have my other hand on the back of his head and rub his neck as I notice it makes him wild. He starts thrusting faster with my hand and I let go and he breaks the kiss. "It's my turn to do the work," I say as I push him down onto his back.

I take my tank top off and then take my sweatpants off. I pull Tyler's sweatpants off and leave them at the foot of the bed. I slowly pull his boxer briefs down with a smirk on my face. I slowly crawl up his body letting every inch of my skin just rub against the top of the head of his cock. He puts his hands on the side of my face and runs his fingers through my hair. He rubs my shoulders and biceps and goes back to my hair. I kiss him as I hover over his penis, teasing him. I just slightly lower myself onto the tip and slowly rock back and forth. It's teasing me just as much as it's teasing him. I throw my head back as I get wetter and wetter. "You're killing me," he says as he runs his hands down the side of my body and rests them on my waist.