Impractical Jokers Requests Book Two

Ally x Sal

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"Sal, what if-" Ally went to question, as Sal – her roommate of two years – placed his forefinger to her lips, shushing the girl into silence.

"He's not going to be home for another hour yet," He answered. "Just relax, Sweetheart."

Moving his hands down her thighs, Sal's clasp tightened; his fingerprints bruising into her skin, as the pair of them closed the gap between them. Sal had Ally on her back along the bed, as he held himself over her – his eyes fixated on her own. He studied the colouring of her orbs, with the faintest of smiles pulling at his lips.

Seizing the opportunity of having the house to themselves, while their other roommate – Brian – was out working at the firehouse, Sal had made his move on Ally, after months of conflicting with his own mind. You see, the thought of taking the girl to bed had been circling around his brain for months; each and every time that he had tried to get Ally alone resulting in a disturbance from Brian, or Sal's own nerves getting the better of him.

Finally, after debating for so long, Sal found himself admitting his feelings to Ally, and to his relief, she took in his words, returning them in her own gracious way. It hadn't taken them both long to let the moment heat up between them, as Sal's lips came crashing into hers, seizing her in a searing kiss, as his hands clasped firmly at her waist.

He guided the girl back into his bedroom, ensuring that the connection between them both remained, before Ally's calves hit the frame of the bed. They both toppled over onto the mattress, Sal landing atop of her, bringing us back to the present time.

Sal wasted no time in getting the material barrier between himself and Ally out of the way, as he threw every piece of clothing that clung onto her body to the floor, before letting his own join the pile. He tugged his shirt off in one swift motion, letting it land in a pool on the wooden floor, before Sal went to remove his shorts. Although, before he could do so, Ally stopped him.

A slight sense of fear appeared across his face, frightened that Ally had changed her mind, but, after seeing the smirk playing on her lips, the confidence returned to his persona. Ally hooked her thumbs under the waistband to his basketball shorts and boxers, her eyes watching over his face. She studied every part of his features; from the glimmer of lust held within his irises, all the way to the coarseness of his facial hair, fantasising over the feel of each bristle at her skin.

Pushing his shorts down his legs, Ally and Sal found themselves in a situation that they never thought would come to light. They both just wore a smile from head to toe, as Sal returned to his position over her, after having kicked his clothes to the floor. His hands planted either side of her body, inside, Sal just wanting to close the gap between them.

His heart ached inside of his chest, he just wanted to feel her skin against his own, to feel her wrapped around him, to just be inside of her, dreaming of Ally's voice screaming out his name so loud that even the neighbours were to hear them.

However, he refrained himself, knowing that he had to make this moment last as long as he possibly could. He didn't want this to end, to return to their normal lives once Brian was to arrive back home from his day at work.

"You look beautiful," Sal gushed, feeling his cheeks flush a bright red, as he leaned down, pressing a kiss to her lips.

Ally immediately returned the gesture, allowing the caress of their lips to deepen. She parted her mouth, as Sal slipped his tongue in to meet with hers. He kissed her with all of the passion seeping through him, the taste of the girl washing over every taste bud that lined along his tongue.