Sensuality

VII - 6

We spend a little longer at the beach before we decide to go home. A few hours of sleep before we have to go to class would be nice. Except for Thomas of course. The fucker can just go home, bring Angel to Kindergarten, and go to bed.

Mick and Ember make their way over to Ember's apartment, while I take Thomas over to mine. It is the first time Thomas is visiting and I am a little bit nervous.

"Isn't that a little small for three people", he says when I join him in the living room.

"It is manageable. But now that you", I put my finger on his chest and look him in the eyes, "got us the new apartment we don't have to worry about space anymore."

I press myself against him and give him a kiss. "Do you want something to drink", I ask.

Slowly he nods his head. "Do you have water?"

"Of course." I walk into the kitchen and get two cups of water. When I come back into the living room Thomas is standing in the door to my bedroom. I guess he discovered the single bed. Did I ever mention that Mick, Andrew, and I sleep in the same bed? Carefully I walk up to him.

"You all sleep in the same bed?" I guess he heard me approaching. I don't move for a second playing back the question in my head. Did it sound angry, jealous, surprised? Not really. It sounded more like a statement. A fact that he just understood but always suspected.

So he is not angry?

I walk up to him and hold the water up for him to take. Then I take a sip from my drinking cup.

"Yeah, small apartment, just one bed. You're okay?", I ask carefully. He was unbelievably understanding when I told him about my very physical friendship with Mick and Andrew. I hope that sleeping together in the same bed is not crossing the line for him.

"Yeah, just never thought about it. Even though it is so obvious", he replies and takes a sip himself. I would love to see what's going on inside his head but I don't know if I should ask. It is a question not many people appreciate.

But fuck it. Thomas is my boyfriend and we sailed through some rough seas together. Open communication always helped.

"What are you thinking about?", I ask and lean against him giving him the comfort of feeling unobserved.

"A lot." Silence. That's it. Come on give a bit more. I want to say something when he continues: "If you ever had sex in this bed? If you ever thought about sex with Mick or Andrew? What would it feel like to sleep next to you in this bed? How would you look lying on it?" He takes a deep breath. "A lot", he repeats.

I chuckle. I like his questions.

"Yes, I thought about sex with Mick and Andrew but you have to understand that I think about how sex would be with almost every second person I meet. I guess I am a slave to my instinct." I turn around to look at him. "I hope you know that I would never ever act on these thoughts though."

It takes a moment but he nods. I smile at him.

"As for the other questions ...", I begin and pause. My hand reaches out to get his cup of water. Then I walk away and place them on the small nightstand. I can feel his stare on me. "... I think it is better to show you."

Slowly I reach for the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head. Only now I turn around. His eyes are wide open. There is a slight blush on his cheeks, the corners of his mouth turn up while he bites his lower lip.

I get rid of my pants as well and step a little closer. Then my socks stay behind and I come even closer. Not too close. I want him to see all of my almost naked body. I love playing this game.

"Normally I sleep in my underwear, Mick and Andrew don't like seeing me naked all the time", I say as if nothing special is going on. Nothing erotic or sensual that could lead to anything sexual. "But I think tonight, I will sleep in the nude." Slowly I put my hands under the waistband of my underwear and push it down. "You don't mind do you?"

He shakes his head no as if he is in a trance. I put my underwear to the side and lie on the bed. I lie on my back open for him to see how hard I already am. Pretending to be tired I stretch myself.

"So how do I look?", I ask after a minute of silence. He is still transfixed on me.

"Sexy", he breathes out. Oh god, I like it when he is so honest. Telling me I am sexy and how much I turn him on. It always sends a wave of pleasure through my body. I turn to the side and pat the open space beside me on the bed.

He gets the message. Just as slowly as I, he undresses himself holding eye contact with me the whole time. He is so sexy. I have to be careful not to teach him to much about the art of seduction. That could be dangerous for my health.

When he is naked he lies down beside me and I immediately cuddle into him. I can feel his rapid breathing and his arousal. But I don't need my incubus senses for that. His cock is hard a steel and is leaking quite a lot. For now, I let it be.

"So how does it feel?", I ask. Without hesitation, he answers.

"Right. It feels right." That takes me off guard. I had such a good follow-up planned in my head. Why does he have to be so romantic? He didn't even say it with a chuckle or any other indication that he mind find it funny. He is serious. I can see it in his face. In his perfect eyes.

"I love you", I whisper while breathing out the breath I didn't know I was holding. Unwillingly my eyes tear up and my jaw begins to tremble. Quickly he has his hands on my cheeks and I let myself fall into them. "I love you so fucking much."

"I love you, too", he whispers back. I can't keep myself from crash my lips onto his and soon this kiss develops into more. My tongue can't taste enough of him. My lips can't feel enough of his. My hands can't feel enough of his skin. Slowly my hand wanders down and grabs his cock. His hands are all over my back and my nipples.

We both start moaning at the same time. Unwillingly I start to thrust my dick into his side and I know this is the time.

I break the kiss and lift myself up to sit on top of him. I look into his confused eyes and smile.

"And no", I say putting as much sex into my voice as possible, "I never had sex in this bed. But we can change that. Do you want to be my first?"

"Yes." His hands on my hips push me down his body so his cock presses against my hole. I lean down and continue the kiss from before.

I don't fucking care if I am a zombie tomorrow because I didn't get a minute of sleep. I am going to fuck Thomas until I have to leave the apartment.