"Let's make babies." Vincent kept sending the same message to me over and over and over again. Not that it was aggravating me or anything. I've been dating Vincent for a long time now. He's never changed since then. I don't mind it.
"This shit, again?" Aleks' message popped up amongst Vincent's massive wall of the same, needy message.
"Yeah. This shit again. At least I can actually have children with my lover." Vincent countered, though he knew it was a slightly touchy subject he was treading on.
"There's nothing wrong with wanting a baby." Seamus suddenly butted in before Aleks could say anything about the child remark.
There was a moment where the whole chat went quiet. Then, Seamus and Aleks began talking to each other like any couple would, talking about random things like durians and what apricots smell like. I ship them.
"I wanna talk to you for a moment." Vincent sent me in our own private conversation. That's weird. He sounded serious.
"Sure. What's up?" I sent. I could feel my heartbeat subtly increasing as I stared at the screen that dimly lit my blackened room.
"I think we should live with each other.." Vincent sent the message hesitantly, checking back on the group chat to see if the two were getting mushy. He loved to ruin their moments. The only messages he was seeing was "Where did they go?" From Seamus and Aleks finding different ways to say "They're having sex."
"I guess I would be fine with that." I sent with a small smile spread on my lips. I felt gentle butterflies floating around in my stomach and chest. "When are you going to fly over?"
"Tonight." Vincent said, seeming extremely sure of himself.
"Uh. Okay. Well, I hope you realize my house isn't presentable but.. It would be nice to see you as soon as possible. So, yeah. Leave tonight." I agreed, feeling my heart rate pick up, this time with excitement.
A few hours later, I heard a knock on my door and a repeated push of the doorbell. I almost instantly knew it was Vincent. I jumped off my bed, having stayed awake the whole night, and ran to the door, swinging it open and jumping at him, wrapping my arms around his midsection. "Vincent! You made it!" I chirped excitedly, looking up at him as I clung to him tightly.
"I made it. Yeah..." Vincent's voice trailed off as he gazed down at me for a moment. "Can I come in now?" He asked.
"What. Oh, yeah! Sure!" I said, becoming slightly red with embarrassment. I let go and quickly moved out of the way, letting him walk through the door. I noticed him put down his giant suitcases and I glanced at him, feeling a shiver as I saw a hint of wild lust in his eyes."If you want to take those to your room-"
"I want to take you to my room." Vincent interrupted, his voice smooth and almost like a purr. "Or. Since I'm too impatient to drag you all the way there. I'll just take you right here."
Suddenly I found myself pressed up against the wall, my hands held above my head and trapped there with one of his hands, while the other snuck up my shirt. A soft noise escaped as he nipped my neck in different spots, searching for my sweet spot. I tilted my head to give him more access, and he instantly found the spot, earning a quiet moan from me.
Vincent kept nipping at my skin as he rubbed a hand up and down my side. I could feel him getting a hard on as he pressed himself right up against me. After a while, I felt him slowly remove my pants, followed by my shirt, then his pants.
"I've been waiting to do this for so long." He groaned against my skin as he slowly slipped off my underwear, his breaths turning into aroused pants.
"I can tell." I teased. He moved me to wrap my legs around his waist. I let out a gasp, and then a moan as I felt him enter me, almost instantly starting to thrust upwards hungrily. I kept moaning out his name, my head hitting off the wall behind me.
Vincent kept nipping at the sweet spot as he deepened his thrusts, which slowed them down but made them more pleasurable.
I let out a final loud moan as I was finally pushed over climaxing, the warmth of pleasure rising from my stomach.
Vincent's thrusts slowly began to become unpatterned as he came, leaving both of us in a chorus of moans, whimpers, and gasps.
"That was better than I imagined." Vincent purred breathlessly.
"I'm sure it was." I huffed.
"We should do this again later."
"Goddamn it Vincent."
