Warning more sex. You know the drill if your age is on the clock (military time) you aren't ready for the cock!
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It had been a month since Eric's funeral and you honestly felt much better. You still gave a shit but it was a small shit. It was the first day of summer you were ssoooo happy. No more conformist bitches and jocks. No more scent cheap perfume and whore. Just relaxation. You crawled out of bed and got in to the shower. You pulled out your rose scented shampoo with matching conditioner along woth your berry scented body wash. You started to wash yourself when you heard the door creak open and you see your raven haired boyfriend walk in. "Babe are you in h-" he was cut off as he saw your perfect body. His face was reader than a tomato. "I-I'm sorry I'll go!" He stuttered after a long pause then ran out. You were left dumbstruck but soon finished up. You got out and wrapped yourself in a towel then you made a realization. You didn't vmbring your clothes in with you. You nervously cracked open the door. "C-Craig can you hand me my clothes." You said shakily. His face was still a bright red. He grabbed the small stack of clothes and slowly walked to the bathroom. Right when he was about to reach you he tripped. You both went down a thud both landing on the cold floor. When you looked up Craig's face was planted inbetween your breasts. Once he pulled he looked slightly dazed. "C-Craig are you ok-" You were cut off by his lips clashing against yours. It took you a moment to register what was happening but when you did you kissed back. He softly sqeezed your breast causing you to gasp. He took that chance to slide in his tongue. You fought for dominance but he soon won. His tongue explored your mouth both of you softly moaning. You moved on to his lap and he rested his hands on your hips. "(Y/n), I want you." He said as he pulled off your towel. You blushed but you didn't cover up, that was a comformist thing. He folded one of your breasts with his hand and suck on the other. You became a moaning mess. You soon felt your lower regions getting warm. Craig noticed and slid a finger inside. You let out a soft gasps and moans. Craig was addicted to the sounds you made. He could feel his friend get excited. To you disapproval he pull out his finger and stood up. He let his pants and boxers fall to the ground. You looked in awe at how large his member was. He took that opportunity to shove it in to your mouth causing you to gag. After a few seconds you started to suck. One of his hands clung to the wall while the other was gripping your hair. You bobbed your head slowly sucking harder and harder as you went. Craig slowly trusted into your mouth and moaned loudly. "(Y-Y/N) I'm close" Craig moaned out before cumming. You swallowed the salty substance not wasting a drop. You got up and bent over the sick. "Are you sure you want this?" He said postioning himself. "No I'm so unready after sucking the life out of your cock." You said sarcastically said. He chuckled and trusted in slowly. You whimpered as he broke your heam but you didn't cry because crying was to conformist for you. He stood pushed it all in. It felt like ages before you got used to his size. "F-fuck me god dammit" You moaned out. He smirked and started thrusting. You clinged to the edge of the sink moaning for more knowing your moans only made him harder. He quicked his pace unable to control himself. "C-Craig!" You moaned his name. He thrusted harder. "Louder." His voice was dark and filled with lust. "CRAIG!" You moaned louder. His thrust became sloppy and rough. "Louder tell the neighbors who's fucking you." He was close, so were you. "CRAIG MOTHER FUCKING TUCKER!" You screamed as you came. He soon filled you. He tiredly pulled out and carried you to bed. "I love you" you tiredly said. "Love you too babe" he kissed your cheek and you both fell asleep.
