Y/n's POV:
You and boyfriend Grayson were in a long distance relationship. You lived in California, while he lived in New Jersey. It was rare when he would visit, and today was one of those days.
You both lay on your bed. Grayson rests his head on one of your pillows while you rest your head on his warm abdomen.
"I missed you so much". He says as he played with your hair.
"Mmm... I missed you, too". You lazily smile into his shirt. "You've become a totally different person".
"Don't say that. I haven't changed, especially for you".
"I meant physically. You've become stronger and you look older".
"Oh... well I'm not that different you're acting like—" he pauses. "When did you get that tattoo?" He asks as he looks behind your ear.
"A month ago. Why?" You say. You try to remember the rose inked at your skin.
"You never told me about it. What does it mean?"
"Ultimate expression of emotions... in other words... I'm extra as fuck". You say.
You turn your body and look at him. He plays with his lower lip for a while and starts.
"I kinda don't like this one..." he pulls his lips down and you see the word grind on it.
"Why did you get that one?"
"So my lazy ass can be productive... but now, it's just there". He smiles. He stares at you for a bit and smiles. He looks at your thigh. He traces the minuscule letters with his index fingers.
"Sexy af. What does that one mean?"
"That I'm sexy af". You say as you turn your body back to how it was.
"You're right". He chuckles. You lower the sheet that was covering you both and look at Grayson's exposed thigh and underwear. You see half an inked circle.
"What is this?" I ask him.
"The Kid Cudi album art". He says.
"Woah, that's kinda over the top to put your favorite artist on your thigh... permanently".
"No, not really. Ya see, just listen to the lyrics. They mean so much to me, I felt like they deserve to be apart of me, physically". He tells you.
A smirk crept your lips. You start to run your middle finger across the tattoo. Slowly, agonizingly.
"I think I need to get a better view of this tattoo". You smile. You moved in between his legs and run your fingers along the waistband of his boxers.
"Oh, y/n. Why do you do this to me?" He shuts his eyes.
"I mean, I haven't seen you in two months, and I don't cheat. Did you think I wasn't gonna miss you? Better yet, did you think I wasn't gonna show you that I miss you?" You lift up his shirt and pecked the skin below his bellybutton. You shift a bit and begin to kiss the indents of his toned stomach. You felt his chest heave a little bit.
"I missed you so much". He lets out a breath.
"I know you did. Now, let me do what I wanna do".
He simply nods and looks at the ceiling. You began to feel something press against your collarbone as your wet lips press his warm body. You smirk and lowered yourself to his growing bulge. You pad your fingertips into the waistline of his underwear. You peel the fabric back and his member steadily rises. Your fingers travel to the surrounding, sensitive skin and then ascends to the tip.
"Y/n, please. Don't be a tease". Grayson starts to squirm. Your lips lightly drag up and down his member.
"Grab my hair". You state. You felt his hand go through your hair and hold a fistful; tugging at the roots. Your lips wrap around him and your head begins to bob up and down. He lets out a grunt, and his head leans back. You grip the rest of the member and begin to move it up and down.
"Fuck, I needed this. I needed this bad". Grayson moans. You felt a fire burst at the pit of your stomach at the sound of his sensual moans. You suck in your cheeks a bit more, and you try to take him as much as you possibly can.
You really did miss him. You guys missed so much in your lives, like your birthday, anniversaries, school recitals, and so much more. You guys needed each other. You guys want each other.
You begin to pick up the pace, causing Grayson to gasp.
"Fuck, baby". He grunts. His grip on your hair becomes tighter. Your hand also starts to move faster. Your other hand held onto his thigh, trying to keep his hips from moving. You look up at him, waiting for his eyes to fall into yours. His eyes lock with yours and he takes his bottom lip in between his beautiful white teeth. His eyes shut tightly and he bit his lip harder; trying to drown his moans as much as he possibly could.
"Don't look at me like that, or I'll do things that will make your dad want to hurt me if he heard about that". He tries to say. You look at him again, only this time his look was a bit darker and passionate. He lets out a moan, loud enough to echo throughout your house.
"Faster, y/n". He moves your head and pushes you a bit deeper into him. You felt yourself getting tired, but kept going. His thighs become tense, his jaw begins to clench, and his body starts to rock. You remove your mouth and finish off with your hand. A minute later, he spilled onto your hand, but you kept going.
"Y/n, p-please". He twitched. You didn't listen. He couldn't stop squirming. The room filled with his gasps and groans.
"Stop, please". But moved until you felt your hand begin to cramp. You slowed down and left an extremely satisfied Grayson, catching his breath. You get up and go wash your hands.
"I told you I missed you". You say as you walk back to the bed.
"I know, but...". He looks at your legs and bites his lip "You need to know how much I missed you".
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Woah woah woah...
Should I make a part 2?
--Sorry I couldn't update sooner. This past month has been incredibly busy, but I have now quenched y'alls nasty thirsts.
Please send in a request. I haven't received any and I feel like I'm going to have to end this series soon and I don't want to do so. So send in some more.
I'll try to update another one tomorrow.
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