Precisely, Elon Musk | x Reader

warmth

Back at his house, I felt better than ever. I felt so warm. I was wrapped in a big towel, which he gave me and put around me.

I sat on the couch wrapped in it. My hair was wet so he gave me another one to avoid making everything wet.

He put it on my head and made a massage with it, trying to dry my hair a little bit. He felt like the better version of a dad, I felt so cared of, and I loved it.

It was curious how even after what had happened in the pool (the kiss, for example) there was no weird tension. It felt really good around him.

"One week" he randomly stated.

"Huh?" I asked confused.

"For the launch. I can't wait. It's all ready" he smiled. "Well. Just gotta fix some little stuff. That's said and done"

"You goooo boy" I messed. "You got this. I cannot wait either. I didn't really help as it was planned but hey, guess I just was not needed"

"Neither needed nor ready to help in any way"

"What time is it Elon?" I asked, changing radically the subject.

"U-uh, almost 1 am" he stuttered, looking at his watch.

I looked at his butt while he headed to the closest window to open it, being able to see the whole dark starry sky.

I took a quick look at his wide back and what I considered his cute but manly whole body, that I really admired.  Compared to him I was so small and felt vulnerable even though I wasn't that small myself and that he didn't look imposing at all. In fact, he looked nerdy and would smile most of the times with his peculiar cute perfect smile. But it really was that way.

I put my hands on my thighs while giving him a smile which he returned to me.

He sat next to me and with the whole comfort of the world I leaned on his shoulder, putting my hand on his jaw while I closed my eyes, which I later slided down until it stopped on his chest.

Having kissed his lips once had left me wanting to feel them again, but I felt like I had absolute zero right to do it, although I knew that if I did it wouldn't have been exactly wrong for him.

His chest was warm, I loved feeling so clothed. There was no better feeling than that one. What made it even better was that I knew he liked it too. I loved being the one giving him the company that he so much depended of according to him.

I lay back, changing my position and he stayed the same. However, after making sure that he was not asleep, I grabbed his hand and put it on my thigh.

The next time I woke up was to him carrying me. I felt like I was flying because I was half sleeping half awake. My brain couldn't really think but it came to the conclusion that Elon was carrying me in his arms to somewhere. By then I didn't even know if I was dreaming or something but I let it be. It didn't make much sense for me in that situation that Elon was taking me somewhere, moving me from the couch.

I got to open my eyes when I got laid down on somewhere soft. It was a bedroom but it was dark enough for me not to see anything else. I was too weak and sleepy for me to pay attention and I closed my eyes again. I heard his steps fading away. He was going somewhere else. However, I again woke up to him lying next to me.

I proceeded to put my leg on him. He put his arm on my thigh and with his hand he caressed my leg, slowly.

I was glad that he had moved me there instead, to his bed. It was way more comfortable and warm, especially his warmth which I could feel right next to me.

I wanted him,  I really did. It was thinking about him minimally and already wanting him in a way I never wanted anyone else before. Knowing that he was right next to me and that I actually could do anything at any moment was so exciting.

I could see his hardworking hands on me and that turned me on what is not written. I was feeling so hot just 'cause of that. I fucking loved it, I felt spoiled.

It was when I yawned when he looked at me. Then we made eye contact and it felt hella special for a second. Elon was keeping the same tshirt he was wearing at the pool and it was making me nervous how he slept with the same clothes that he had worn because it felt really not comfortable.

"Are you not going to take your t-shirt off?" I asked with a smile.

"I'm too tired to do that"

I took my blouse off sitting on the bed looking at him in the dark. "Your turn" I teased.

He didn't bother to sit, he took it off while lying down. That was the first time I could actually see his chest and stuff and it felt weirdly amazing. He had the chubby type of belly but not exaggerately, and some hairs on his chest. It looked so comfy to lie on at that moment and I did. So the scene was kind of like what you'd see in a movie after a couple has had sex but without it having happened.

And no one descarted the chance.