Precisely, Elon Musk | x Reader

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I had my hand on his chest, and it will sound less amazing than it was but he put his big hand on mine and moved it to his V zone, also known as where his abdomen ends and his thigh start, but higher up.

I was actually speechless because I wouldn't have imagined he'd do that at that moment.

I was fancying his smell, it was seductive and I'd even say hypnotic, for me. It was so characteristic of him and made him more unique.

Let's not forget that the only thing he had on then was his underwear. However, he was covered by thin sheets. I had my bra and panties alone on as well.

"Let me know more about the rocket launching" I murmured, trying to bring up a conversation in order to fall asleep to his manly voice.

"Alright..." he said, sounding like he already had written in his brain a whole book about what he was about to say and could take days talking about it. "When we get to Space X, at approximately 6 am-"

"Six? What the hell" I interrupted. "Sorry, yes?"

"Well it's always better with time. Anything can go wrong easily, so we will have more time to fix whatever issue. We will have breakfast there, stay in the computers room, checking stuff out. T-then we will go outside and check the rocket physically..."

I was half asleep then and I even stopped listening to him. It actually sounded interesting, because I wanted to be ready for anything, so I needed to know the schedule. But I really couldn't pay attention to it no longer, and I wish I could have.

I woke up at about 4 am and he was still there. It made me so happy, because I really didn't know exactly when he went to sleep usually and if he was doing it for me. Maybe he wasn't really sleeping because it wasn't his sleep schedule? I didn't know. But he was there and it felt so good. I felt different.

I got up to head to the toilet. I didn't know where it was but the lights were on so I could search for it on my own.

I was looking at everything he had. I spent some time walking his house looking at what he had. I knew I was being recorded by security cameras and I felt rather uncomfortable but there was nothing I could do, nor anything i was going to do wrong.

I found pictures and consoles, DVD's, etc. He had another floor underground but I had no access to it that I knew. As I supposed, he had a cinema room.

I came back to sleep and he was still there, in the same position, so I assumed he didn't notice I went out. Once lying down, I was struggling to sleep again. I wanted to wake Elon up because I was getting bored but I wasn't going to considering how tired I assumed he was from working so much everyday.

I looked at his face and I could see that he was really sleeping. He had a straight face that looked like he was going to open his eyes in a creepy way anytime, yet he didn't. However, I spent a minute looking at his lips and relaxed face. He was frowning, as if he was thinking about some complex mathematical problem in dreams. Or calculating Mars water content, if any, from the distance.

I didn't want to fall asleep because I didn't want to wake up to him gone or to him taking me back home.

I put my finger on his nose playing around but he didn't react. I left him alone and tried to sleep. Until I finally did it.

The next morning I woke up thinking it was about 9 am considering Elon would be gone if it was later.  I looked at my mobile and the time was 11:34. That was weird, I had no idea why Elon was still sleeping. I didn't say anything or made any noise to wake him up.   I stayed in bed for a while on my phone, but then I thought that if he noticed that I'd been on my phone knowing the time and not telling him he'd be mad.  However, I didn't know anything so I'd not be able to let him know anyway.

Few minutes after that, he woke up and stretched. I put my eyes on him and he looked at me, then smiled.

"Good morning" he approached his face to mine and I kissed his cheek, which is what he wanted.

He closed his eyes again with a smile and stayed that way some more.

He opened his arms, that way expecting me to hug him while he was lying down. So I did, too.

"How did you sleep?" He asked me.

"Not bad, though I woke up many times"

"Really? Why's that?" He had half a smile.

"I have no clue. I went to the toilet in one of those times, then came back to sleep. Well, the other times I woke up to you taking me here from the sofa, but slept instantly"

"Aaahhh, alright. Maybe it's just because you are not used to my bed, but to yours. You know?" He supposed.

I wish I were though. Just a thought.

He let out a brief moan. "I feel so relieved... I slept a lot. Normally when I sleep more, as I'm not used to it, I feel more tired"

"I know the feeling, yup" I agreed.

Then, he chuckled. "You feel asleep to my commentary, am I that boring?" He said with a sarcastic face and a big smile.

"Soooooo boring, you can't imagine" I joked and he knew it.

"Yes, guess that's why you were in my interview that day, makes a lot of sense"

"Sike, I was paid to go there" I kept messing around. "Welcome"

He was looking at me with a different face, as if he was internally happy about something. He was all the time smiling and his eyes looked brighter. Must have been the more sleeping he got, I wasn't sure though.

"Don't worry about that day yet, we'll talk about it when it proceeds" he spoke and as a joke put his hand on my head and moved it.

Then he stood up and put on a shirt, after taking it from the full and neat wardrobe.

"Where are you going today?" I asked with a playful voice.

"Well, good question" he looked back at me. "Nowhere" then he closed the wardrobe.

"So uh, why getting dressed?" I asked sarcastically.

"For you?" He ask-answered back.

"Did I ask you to?" I played.

"Well, I'll take it off then?" He followed my game, raising his hands as in a alright queen, you win.

I crawled on the bed towards him. "Or I could instead?"

"Am I doing anything against that?"

He hadn't buttoned all of his shirt so I only had to unbutton some of the buttons the shirt had. And I did. Then I crawled back and he put both of his hands on his hips sticking his chest out trying to make me laugh.

He was so tall as I was crawling that he looked respectable and honourable, and it really looked seductive on another level.

I lied back supporting myself on my arms behind me on the bed, that way looking at him, and I opened my legs. That was maybe... actually, for sure, too much. But that's what I felt like doing. Teasing Elon was so fun, because I knew he liked the way I did it, and I enjoyed it myself. But it was also hilarious because he couldn't help but looking at there, and that was my goal. He didn't want to look but I mean, he's a male.

Options
a) stay home with him

b) go out to street, somewhere you would like to go with him? Comment your idea.