Emily

The kiss is heated and needy, but it feels perfect. His mouth is warm, sweet, and it's dominating me in all the right ways. I'm a goner when his tongue slips in, curling around mine to suck it past his lips. A moan comes from me as I find a steady pace with him, and the groan he lets out has heat pooling low in my stomach.

"You taste divine, blondie. I can't get enough of you," he breathes against my lips, slanting them over for a second time, curling an arm around my back to pull me flush against him.

I can feel his hips press into mine, how they roll subtly into me, and how his knee slides between my thighs. I whimper at the slight friction it gives, and I throw my head back when he leaves open mouthed kisses down my neck before biting down lightly. He licks the dull ache, sucking softly before it turns torturous.

"Baby, I need to know something, and it may sound embarrassing. . . but I don't want to hurt you," he murmurs against my neck.

"What do you want to know?" I ask breathless.

"Have you been with a man before?"

My body stills and he looks up, no doubt seeing the deep flush on my face. Groaning against me, I hear a seductive curse.

"Fuck, blondie, do you have any idea how that's making me feel right now?"

I can feel myself buzzing with something I've never had before, and I think it's need. I need him, and it's bad.

"What does it do to you?"

His eyes are dark with lust and want, and I'm sure my eyes reflect the same.

"It's fucking hot. The knowledge of me being your first is comforting, and I'm honoured. . . but I'm scared I'll ruin you for anyone else."

I don't hold back. "Good because I don't want anyone other than you."

His lips slam against mine, and I welcome it along with the rough thrusts of his hips against me. I can feel how hard he is through his bottoms, and I'm eager to feel it for myself. Inching my hand down clumsily, I grip him, and he hisses low in my ear.

"No, precious. This is about you, for you." Pixel takes my hands and places them on his shoulders, and his rock my hips against him. "I'm going to strip you now."

Nodding, I help him by raising my arms, and he slides my top off. The cold air against my nipples have them straining and sensitive, and when it's removed, I gasp. Pixel maps out my skin, nibbling, licking, and sucking before he trails his tongue around the hardened peak, and sucks one into his mouth. The other is tortured with his fingers, and my hips buck against him.

"What do you want me to do, baby? Tell me and I'll give it to you."

Panting, I arch into him as he nips my nipple, swapping over. "D-don't stop."

I can feel him grin, and his hands work to pull off my bottoms and underwear, and my thighs clench the best they can to ease the ache, but it's hard with his muscled thigh in the way. Pixel cups me, and like a needy mess, I rock into him like he showed me minutes ago. There's something swirling inside me, and I want it. I need it, as badly as I need him.

"Good girl, take what you want," he groans, shifting his hand to match my movements. "I'm going to enter you now; you need something to fill you."

He's not wrong, and I won't deny it. Pixel knows what to do, and I'm loving every second. A whimper falls from my lips as his hand shifts, and there's something inside me. He doesn't move, and I know it's his finger. After a few soothing thrusts of his finger, he adds another, and I feel so full. I cry, holding him close as he continues to suckle my nipple, using his free hand to squeeze and pleasurably torment the other.

"Pixel, that feels good," I moan, clenching around him.

"I can feel how wet you are, it's hot," he grunts, nipping and sucking my nipple once again before picking up the pace to get some friction going, and my legs crumble when his thumb circles my clit. Keeping me in place with his hips, he adds, "Fuck, I can feel how close you are already. Do you want to come now?"

A breathy 'yes' comes from me, and he doesn't disappoint. He pumps them into me, hitting something deep inside, and I cry out, throwing my head back again. Between that and his mouth on me, I'm tipped over the edge and coming hard.

"Pixel!" I cry, and he groans lowly into my ear, never slowing until I've fully rode it out.

"You are stunning, my love. I need to hear you scream my name again." He strips off his top, and my eyes wander over him shamelessly.

Hard, tan muscle everywhere, and the water rolling off them is tormenting. Lightly tracing my fingers over him, I see his stomach flex, and it's the hottest thing I've ever seen. His chest rises and falls heavily, and I notice a light scar in front of his shoulder.

My sightseeing doesn't last long when I'm hoisted up, the coolness of the edge of the tank against my ass shocking me. Pixel drapes my legs over his shoulders, and it puts him eye level with my entrance.

"P-Pixel," I gasp, "what are you doing?"

His eyes narrow up at me, and there's a mischievous grin dancing on his lips. "I'm going to reward my girl for being so brave."

My heart skips a beat, and a choked cry comes from me as he flicks his tongue from my entrance to my clit. He makes a low sound in the back of his throat before doing it again, this time he circles my bundle of nerves, and my legs shake.

"Pixel, it's too much," I whimper, running my fingers through his hair, clutching it to pull him closer.

"No, it's not, not yet. You're going to take this like the good girl you are, then you're going to take all of me like I know you can," he huskily whispers, and it sends a shock to my core as he sucks my clit, flicking his tongue over it.

He rocks me into him, and my legs pull him closer until he can't, and his groan tells me he likes it.

"I-I think I'm—" I suck in a sharp breath as he enters me again, this time, he's relentless with his movements. "You have to move," I whimper.

My body trembles on the tank, the brink of my climax hastily approaching. Sensing it, he stares up at me. "There's nothing sexier than the woman I love riding my face as she comes, screaming my name." He increases his fingers, and I tighten around him as he demands, "Come for me, baby."

Curling his fingers deep inside me, I do, and I can't stop from yelling his name either. I'm spent and he's careful in lapping me up, causing aftershocks. I feel like jelly, but the best kind as he throws our clothes out of the tank onto the floor and helps me out by swinging me onto his shoulders. Laying me down on the heap of clothes, he tucks his joggers underneath me for a pillow and sheds off his boxers.

My eyes widen as I stare up at him, and there's a flash of worry he won't fit. I've never seen a penis before, so I'm wondering if this is average or huge. I'm close to asking but refrain from it. "W-we need protection," I fumble, searching the empty space, but know there won't be any here.

"My love, nothing like that can happen in here. You're safe," he whispers, taking his time to admire me. "You're so beautiful."

My cheeks tingle, and I'm too embarrassed to thank him.

"I'll go slow," he promises, carefully hooking my legs around his hips, and I can feel how warm he is, how strong his body is as he hovers over me,

"I want you, Pixel, so bad," I breathe, reaching up to kiss him. He lets me, and it's sweet, just like him.

Bracing himself, he strokes the tip against me, then slowly pushes in. My breath hitches as it fills me, and he pauses ever so often to let me grow accustomed. When he's finally in, he rests his forehead against mine, then peppers kisses all over my face.

"Thank you, my little blondie," he murmurs, kissing me softly.

"I should be saying that to you," I retort gently, shifting my hips to test the waters.

Pixel shakes his head, capturing my lips tenderly. "You never have to thank me."

Staring into my eyes, I nod for him to move, eager to see what he feels like thrusting inside me. With a shallow thrust, we both moan, and his head falls into the crook of my neck as he strains, "You're so tight, I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't," I promise, angling my hips for him, and I moan when he slides deeper. "You're so big."

With that, he starts sliding his hips forward, pulls back, and rocks back in again. It's maddening, and I want more. I want all of him.

"Pixel, I need you," I whimper, feeling the ach again. "Anything, I just need you."

"You're going to be my undoing," he sighs, content falling over him before he braces himself on his forearms, then slams into me.

My breaths are choppy as he continues to pound into me, hitting the deep spot instantly. His mouth captures my nipples again, sucking as he thrusts deeper each time.

"Does that feel good?" he teases softly, grabbing my hips and pulling me down to meet him. He growls, and thrusts relentlessly. "I'm going to make you come all over my cock, do you want that?"

"Yes!" I scream, shocked as he pulls me closer.

I'm not sure how long we go for, but I'm nearing my peak, and by how rough his thrusts are, I'm going to say he is too.

His hand slips between us, and my head slams back when he circles my clit with his thumb, and he groans deeply. "Fuck, blondie, you're going to make me come so hard."

With those words, I'm thrown over the edge, and his name falls from my lips.

"Blondie," he grunts, jerking inside me. "I'm coming for you."

I can't stop either, his words are too much, and I can feel the release. I've never came so hard before, and its world shattering. He claims my lips, giving a few more thrusts before gently pulling out. I moan against him, enjoying the tender flicks of his tongue and how he brushes my hair softly from my face.

"I love you," he whispers, reaching over for his boxers before carefully cleaning me up.

"And I love you too," I reply in the same tone, loving the way he pulls me close to his chest to snuggle into as he runs his fingers through my hair.

"Did you enjoy? I didn't hurt you, did I?" he stresses, and I smile up at him from where I'm lying.

"No, it was perfect, thank you."

A bright smile takes up his features. "Get some sleep, my precious; I'll wake you up in a little while and we'll make tracks."

Mumbling an incoherent agreement, I drape myself over him, cherishing this bubble of ours for the time we have it. I can tell he's doing the same by how his arms are wrapped around me securely, his chin is propped against the top of my head, and his thumb is stroking lightly over my arm.

It doesn't take me long to drift off, and I'm comforted by the fact he'll be here when I wake up. 

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