Enchanter (A Grant Gustin FanFiction)

11. Loving it

Allegro

I slide my fingers into Grant's and I hear his breath quicken. In the silence of the house, I know he can hear my ragged breathing too. We are both letting the heat run through every part of our body,letting it  however I was the one to break the silence. 

"Do you mind taking me for a tour of the house?" I say and he nods. We both walk hand in hand as we cross the living room into a long corridor. The corridor looks beautiful in the solitude created by its dim lights. The corridor leads to a spiral staircase, disappearing into the room above. 

"I think you'll love this room we're about to begin with." Grant looks at me and says. I wonder what will be lying above the staircase. I smile, loving the mystery and curiosity enraging inside of me. He takes my hand and leads me up the staircase. As soon as I walk in, Grant lets go of my hand and my eyes immediately land on the instrument standing on its legs on the floor in the middle of the room. The piano is much bigger than mine and its black. Surprisingly, its still shining and has all elegance stored within it. Tearing my eyes away from it, I look around the room and I see 3 guitars hanging on the wall and a violin case leaning on the wall. 

"Play me something." Grant's voice breaks me away from my thoughts, dragging me back to earth. 

"Go ahead. I want to listen to you." He says and a smirk makes its way onto my face. There, he just gave me an area to make an impression. I make my way to the piano, placing myself on the stool. I run my hands through the white and black combination of the keys. I have each of them memorized by heart. I look at Grant, staring at me, his tall frame leaning against the wall, with his arms crossed. 

I place my hands on the keys and take in a deep breath. Softly I start with Jervy Hou's musical piece and play it. I play slowly at first, my mind taking time to determine which key to hit next. However, within seconds, my hands are making its own way on the keys, my pace increasing by every passing second. I close my eyes, letting the music dissolve into me. As soon as I close my eyes, I feel that he moves across the room, to me, to stand behind my back. Slowly, he leans his body until my back presses against him. My eyes jerk awake. I feel like am forgetting the keys. Oh no, please don't deviate me. His hands entwine with mine and he plays the same tune, his fingers and mine moving in perfect sync to produce a beautiful melody. I feel his hot breath on my neck and I bite my lip. 

"Your beautiful." He says and plants a small kiss on my cheek. His lips then run below, trailing small and quick kisses on my neck. A shiver runs down my spine. I lift my hands from the piano, the melody gone from the room only to be replaced by our uneven breaths. I slowly turn the stool towards him and without giving him a second, smash my lips to his. Our lips, like before, move in perfect sync. His hand moves up and down my legs, over the bare skin left exposed due to the shorts I wear. Suddenly, he pulls back. 

"Let's go to my room." He says and grabs my hand, dragging me out of the room. 

We rush throughout the house and am well aware of both our needs. We are dying to touch each other. We climb up another pair of staircase and he drags me to the room on the left. As soon as we're in,he closes the door behind him and places his lips on mine, his lips moving roughly across them. He runs his tongue along my bottom lip and a moan escapes my mouth. He immediately pulls back, holding me at arm's length. 

"Oh God. I need to touch you." He says and pushes me to the bed, placing his knees beside my thighs. He bents down, placing his lips on mine again, this time a little more gently, a little more passionately.  I tug at his shirt and he pulls it above his head, throwing it across the room. I suck in a deep breath as my eyes survey every part of his upper body. A smile plays across his lips. Oh sweet lord, I need this. I pull my t-shirt over my head, sitting up a little bit and Grant watches every move of mine, until I throw the t-shirt on the floor. He leans down, as his hands run over my skin, running over and over through each curve and his lips softly moving with mine. The fire heats up even more between us, and I can feel the electricity surging through me. It's an extraordinary feeling. He tugs at my bra, and drops it to the floor beside his t-shirt. He pulls back, his hands still running through my exposed skin and his eyes run up and down my body. I blush at the man's intimate stare. 

"Your gorgeous." He says and lifts himself up and and stands up. Is he leaving? My doubts are given a negative answer when he opens a drawer and takes out a foil packet. My Dark Adonis. A smile makes its way onto my face and I push myself up and sit up. Handing me the packet, he pulls downs his jeans. 
"Your duty." He says and I let out a laugh. He smiles too and I roll down the material onto him. His eyes watch every movement of mine, and I find difficulty in combusting just under the man's gaze. As soon as I am done, he pushes me back to the bed and pulls down my shorts. 

I let out a chuckle once again. "Calm down there." I say and his eyes meet mine.

"You think I can?" He says and lifts my feet around his waist,thrusting into me. A moan escapes my mouth and he immediately covers my mouth with his hand. 

"We don't need my father as an audience." He says and pushes into me. I use my hand to remove his hand from my mouth. I don't have time to think of all that crap. I need him right now. 

I grab hold of his hands and lift my hips up to meet him. He takes the hint and thrusts into me once again. Another moan escapes my mouth. If this is going to be the pace, we sure as hell are having an audience. 

"Faster." I say and he pushes into me, his pace increasing with every second. My body automatically moves according to the rhythm. I close my eyes, taking in the pain and the pleasure. It's all I had imagined the first day I had seen him, his eyes burning into me, his chest hovering above mine and him slowly pushing into me, taking me to the edge. I feel my muscles tightening, am so close. He realizes it too because his pace increases and he pushes deeper into me. After a few seconds, I feel my muscles relaxing as I reach my climax. He reaches his too, almost immediately and slowly stops. I open my eyes and let out a sigh, a happy one. He pulls out and falls down next to me. I place my arms over my face and smile. 

"God knows, I would have almost combusted if I didn't get that by today." I whisper to myself but I think Grant hears it too.

"Yes I know."He says and then adds," I would have lost it too." He says and my smile grows. 

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