{ a/n- NSFW }
Third Person POV
Grace can hear Chester in the bathroom, running the shower water and then speaking to his viewers on snapchat. Once she knows he's turned the camera off, Grace sneaks into the bathroom. She comes up behind Chester silently, wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her head on his shoulder.
"Hey babe." She murmurs against his neck. Chester turns to face her, wanting to kiss her so desperatley but knowing he needs to shower.
"I'd love to cuddle with you right now, but I kind of need to shower." Chester says, his voice coated in disappointment. Grace is not discouraged.
"I'll climb in with you." She says, her voice husky. Chester takes a deep breath and pulls her close to whisper in her ear.
"I'd love nothing more."
Biting her lip, Grace begins pulling her shirt slowly over her head. Chester is immediately entranced, her tan and toned stomach an amazing sight. He resists the urge to reach out and touch her when he catches notice of the thin, see-through lace bra she's wearing. Grace slides off her pants and underwear quickly, but pulls Chester close so he can unhook her bra. Chester was dying to touch her, to let his fingers make their way over the smooth puzzle of his girlfriend's features.
He unclips the hook on Grace's bra, resulting in a sharp inhale of breath from Grace. Chester starts to pull his pants down and Grace goes for his shirt, yanking it over his head in a rush. Chester and Grace's lips collide, electricity sparking through them both. They make their way to the shower, their lips still locked. Chester backs into the shower, pulling Grace with him. Grace pulls the curtain closed before pressing her back against the cold shower wall.
The warm shower spray motivates the both of them, and Chester moves his lips from Grace's down her jaw to her neck. They linger on her neck before trailing slowly down to her chest. He presses soft, delicate pecks on Grace's breasts and she tangles her fingers in his hair. She places her hand under Chester's chin and gently guides his face to hers again, their forehead pressing against one another.
Grace's pupils are huge and her chest is moving up and down like she's just ran a marathon. Chester smiles, loving having this effect on her. He moves slowly, gently, knowing she doesn't want him to go to fast, when putting himself inside her. She gasps, her arms wrapping tightly around him.
"Ches." Grace breathes out, her voice quiet.
Grace closes her eyes, taking in all the different things her body is feeling. She's never felt more turned on in her life. She can't tell if it's the shower water or her, but everything is extremely wet and she doesn't mind it. Having sex in weird places used to disgust her, but with Chester it doesn't matter to her. Grace just loves being with him.
Chester pulls out and leans beside Grace against the shower wall. They both close their eyes, intertwining hands and taking deep breaths.
"Maybe we should actually shower now." Grace suggests with a giggle.
"That might be a good idea." Chester agrees, smiling as his eyes meet hers.
