Smuts 4 Dayz!

Fucking Kiss- Ass(rvb grimmons):

I'd been feeling weird ever since the guys left to go find Church... Like something was missing. I sorta lost my mind for a while. I made volleyballs of everyone who had left. The first one I made was Simmons. I don't know why, I just did. Suddenly, tears started to pour down my face and I called out: "I'M SO SORRY I QUIT!!! I'M NEVER GOING AWAY AGAIN IF YOU COME BACK!!! SIMMONS!!! SARGE!!! DONUT!!!" I knew they couldn't hear me though. They we're probably halfway across the galaxy by then. I dropped to my knees and sobbed,
" Guys... please come back... Simmons..." and I couldn't stop saying Simmons's name. Over the years, he had been one of the only things keeping my from falling apart like I was then. Now that he was gone, I wished he had never left. He would have been perfect to keep me company. Just him alone would've been fine. If he would come back, I would never let him go again.

That night, I had a dream about him. It was a sign that I had feelings for him:
"Grif, come on! Hurry up and get dressed!" He shouted from outside the base. I put my armor on and ran outside. I was shocked that he wore a maroon t-shirt and blue jeans. "Good God, Grif! Take off your armor! I just wanted to show you something while Sarge and Donut are on vacation." He nagged. I took off my armor and dropped it on the ground. I was wearing a tank top with camoflage pants. Simmons rolled his eyes and tossed a pair of boots at me. I put them on and he dragged me to the caves. I was a little freaked out because I was scared of bats, but I was curious to see what he had in store. He shoved my back to the cave walls and smashed his lips against mine. My eyes were wide and my arms went limp. The kiss ended sooner than it seemed and he pulled away.
"Grif, do you know how long I've wanted to do that?" Simmons asked.

"I don't know." I said and pulled his body against mine and our lips collided again. This time he didn't stop. He only deepened the kiss by moving his head a little clockwise. It was perfect. It felt like heaven.

I woke up and discovered that I had been making out with my pillow. There was a huge drool spot where my tongue had been. I realized I had cried myself to sleep thinking about Simmons. I also realized I had a monstrous hard- on.

When we escaped the Blues and Reds' secret underwater lair with an injured Washington, Simmons and I had a bit of a talk.

"Hey, Grif?" Simmons asked.
"Yeah?" I answered casually.
"What did you do while you were back at that moon?" He asked. I felt slightly nervous about telling him all the events.
"Dude, a lot of shit. Iade volleyballs of all of you and Church, I lost my mind, I learned Spanish. That's about it."
"...Are you sure?" He questioned, puzzeled by my answer.
"Yeah. Well... there was one other thing..." I trailed off and I felt heat on my cheeks.
"Really? Spill the beans, Grif! What was it?" Simmons play- scolded me. I guess it turned me on, because I lost control of my body.

All I could say before our lips crashed together was,"I dreamed of this..."

Part 2 will be out soon, guys and gals (hopefully just gals, though...)