Midnight | Zarry |

5.

Midnight 5:
Recap:
Once we arrived to my bedroom, he dropped me onto the bed. I sat there, eyes wide, as he strips off his shirt and climbs on top of me, boxing me in with his arms and legs.
"Let's have some fun."
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SMUT WARNING!!
I shake my head. "I, uh, we c-can't!" He makes a mock pouty face at me, "Why not? It won't hurt anyone." His hand snake up my clothes torso. "Well it won't if you just sit back and enjoy it," he adds with a smirk.
His head lowers, as if he was going to kiss me, but he ducks down to my neck. He kisses the skin there, one, twice, three times before he starts to suck. I moan softly as he licks over the red bruise. He smiles against me skin when I tilt my head to the side so he has more room. He trails kisses to my ear, then locks the shell of it. "You'll love it."
He trails open-mouthed kisses to the collar of my shirt, his fingers hooking the bottom. He lifts it up and I sit up to let him take it off. He pushes me back down once I'm shirtless, finishing his kisses down to my happy trail. He loops his index fingers into my belt loops, and bam, I'm only in my boxers. He places his hand into the bulge on my boxers. He slowly begins to palm me. I buck up into his hand, and he looks at me. A slow smile spreads on his face.
He undresses me quickly. I feel his mouth everywhere. Nipping at my neck, licking, sucking. My jaw is slack, and I mewl softly. He stops and pulls off his clothing, reaching into his pants pocket to grab lube. He spreads my thighs, slicking up his fingers. I feel one circling my entrance, pushing in only in the slightest. But as soon as it's in, it's out. He does this for a while. Teasing my entrance with the very top of his finger, then he pushes it all of the way in making me squeak a bit. He curls it, searching for my prostate. He then slips another finger into me, curling it along with the first. I'm pushing down on his fingers, squealing every time they hit my prostate. He pulls them out, spreads my legs farther apart, and pushes in all of the way. I open my mouth to scream, but his swallows it. My eyes are shut tight and I'm clenching around him.
"Relax," his cool breath is in my ear, "it'll hurt less if you do." I relax my body exhaling harshly. He stays still, letting me adjust to the thickness of his length. "M-move." He looks at me, then nods. He pulls out completely before slamming back in. I hear the headboard hit the wall. He's slamming straight into that spot. I'm mewling, squeaking, and calling out his name. "Harreh, God, Harreh, harder." One of my legs is on his shoulder while the other is bent away from my body. He's got one hand on my hip and the other is holding the headboard. I feel my orgasm building, and I scream while I release. "Fuck Harreh." He keeps slamming into me, until he stops, swirls his hips and snaps into me one last time before filling me to the hilt with his cum. He flops on top of me, lapping the sweat off of my neck. He hums softly, running his slender finger through my hair. "You did so good." It stays silent after that.
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Holy fuck guys, I'm fucking sorry. I haven't updated in 109377393937383 years, you guys should like come over and kill me. I don't really have a reason why other than writer's block, but still for that long! I'm sooooo sorry.