One night
Warnings: Unprotected sex, public sex, no plot really, M/F pairing, friends to lovers, long
“Hey I'm gonna head up to the waterfall... I just need some cool air and less noise,” I say as I pass by Ashton.
He briefly glances away from Ava “Alright, bring a blanket it's cold up there.” As I maneuvered through the crowd of drunk college kids celebrating the start of summer, I shoved a blanket, a pillow, and a couple other items I came across into a random bag.
This should be easy to climb up, technically it's not even a climb, you just walk up the slightly rocky slipper slope at a 45 degree angle. You only climb if you lost your spacial awareness and balance from emptying a bottle of Tito's. I do this all the time with friends half paying attention to where I walk and allegedly half drunk. Yet here I am, fully focused, sober, and being humbled by the waterfall for my hubris. I tell myself I'm only struggling because I only have the moonlight reflecting off the water to guide me, but in my heart of hearts I know that's a lie. I angered the waterfall spirit and this is how I atone.
Sitting on this spacious slab right on top of waterfall overlooking the towering and shimmering river flowing over the cliff makes the treacherous journey worth it. I feel as though the waterfall spirit has accepted my atonement since my favorite slab is not under the river tonight. I lay back on the slab, lazily gazing at the sparkling stars dancing across the vast raven sky. The warm summer air gently blowing over me. Ahston lied, but the plush blanket is nice to lay on.
Thud “You took my bag, which is a grave sin,” Ryan towers over me. Wisps of hair frame his face, accentuating his sharp facial features. Or it's because he's hot and looking at me, so my perception is definitely biased.
“ I've sinned a lot recently,” I quip.
He lays next to me staring up at the sky, “You're gonna have to atone or face my wrath.”I bury my hand into my face while staring at the stars.
“I can't atone anymore today! Shouldn't it take, like, a business day to process this sin? I should have at least a day to figure my shit out,” He rolls over to face me, his eyes catching the moonlight.
“You atoned today?... Oh the waterfall spirit,” he playful says. I nod my head yes in defeat and let out a big sigh as my hands drop to my sides. I try to focus on the sky instead of the fact the man I have had a crush on for a full year is laying next to me. The moonlight really compliments his eyes, which on a normal day is the only evidence that there may be a god involved in creating at least a few select humans. Also, I know he's shirtless, I happened to see him swimming in the river during the party. I hate to admit this, but I lustfully watched him in the river from afar. I think that brings my sin count to three. This is not the time to see how the light ripples across his well defined body
“Ah, I pissed the water spirit off last week and the atonement is rough,” he pauses drumming his fingers on his chin with pouted lips
“ I am not the water spirit... I'll be gentler... possibly even merciful.” He props his head up with one arm, gazing down at me. He seems so relaxed nonchalant about this while I battle deciding to look over at him or not. On one hand, he is my friend and I should not look at him that way... but the other side of me knows once glance will fulfill my late night fantasies for weeks... maybe months.
“And how would I be able to persuade you to be merciful?” I gave in a bit and looked at him. I will not look down, only look at his gorgeous face. I just need to take a mental picture of the soft moonlight illuminating his perfect face. As I snap the photo, I notice a little bit of mischief... or maybe playfulness in his eyes.
“Beg for it” he says lowly, almost whispering. Oh he's always so dramatic! I need a bit of mercy after that climb. I sit up, turn to face him, and bow down with my hands even with my head.
“Oh great Ryan please shine a merciful light on me on this dark night. For, I have suffered enough to make it up to this waterfall” I pause waiting for him to respond. He probably wants more drama and devotion talk. I peak up at him hoping to see some sign he accepts my begging. Instead I see a smirk and his darken eyes intensely watching me. He wants more.
“For I am just a girl fully devoted to you, worships you, spreads your gospel lovingly. You are the only thing that encompasses my thoughts, desires, hopes, and future. My life, mind, body, and soul is yours and yours alone, please hear my-” rough fingers grab my chin and lift my head up. Before I have time to process the change, plump soft lips crash on to mine. I move my lips in sync with his. Is he really kissing me? It sure feels like it but maybe I fell on my way up and I was sent to heaven.
“Do you often desire me?” he flips me on the rock and buries his face into my neck. He drags his tongue from up to just below my ear. He gently presses his lips to the bottom of my ear.
“O-o-h um just a bit” I squeak out. I have never been more disappointed in myself in my life. I dream of this scenario every night yet here I am barely able to speak and tell the truth.
“Really? A bit shy tonight?” he lightly chuckles against my skin. His hot breath send shivers down my body. This is better than I ever imagined.
“I desire you nightly and have never been satisfied by my fantasies... I need you,” he gently nibbles my ear before softly kissing down my neck. I let out shaky breaths after each kiss. Every spot radiating pleasure that pools in the one spot I would do anything for him to touch.
“Since we are being honest, I have... thought of you in a... not-friend way more times than I can count... late at night,” I hesitantly place a hand on his robust bicep. He lets out a small sigh against the crook of my neck.
“Oh? You can do a lot more to me than touch my arm,” he lowers his lips back onto the crook of my neck. He sucks sharply causing me to grip his arm harder and shoot a hand up to his chest. My hands dig into his body as I try to steady my breath. I hear a low groan from him which encourages me to have some fun. I slowly slide my hand down his chest. Tracing a finger around each ab, enjoying feeling his muscles tighten and shake wherever my finger goes. I slide my other hand off his bicep and down to his chest. My other hand meets it on his chest and I feel him shake a bit, releasing a trembling breath. I slide my hands up and lift his head up.
“Such a big reaction from such a little touch,” I tease as his hair falls down a bit and shadows replace the moonlight, almost making him seem like a desperate man for me. His eyes though have a burning passion in them. I have never been one to play with fire but I think that changes tonight.
He doesn't say a word just intensely stares at me as he pushes my legs apart with his knees while his hand slithers its way up to my breast. His hand passes by, crushing my dreams. It makes it's way to the back of my neck and unties my bathing suit top with one tug. He smirks down at me and lifts himself onto his knees.
“My turn” he lowly sings out before flipping my loose shirt up exposing me. His hands slide down to gently squeeze and massage both breasts. He groans at the sight and slowly lowers his head.
“You look great like this, better than I could have ever dream... Wanna know what I fantasize the most about? I'll give you a hint... it's not pounding you into the bed from behind or throwing your legs over my shoulders to make sure you're taking all of me while your tits bounce with every hard thrust,” he hovers just above my skin, lightly dragging his lips across my chest. Slowly he moves his hands around my breasts, taking in the sight of every curve while heat spread through my body. My breath deepens, fighting the moans begging... pleading to be released.
“It's finding all the ways to draw out moans, groans, sighs, and other beautiful sounds from your mouth. No ones around and no one will be coming up this way, so if you could help me fulfill my fantasies and let it out,” he slowly licks a circle around my nipple, sliding his hands onto my waist. I throw my head back and let out a small breathy moan. He flicks then gives a small suck and tug. My hands shoot up to his arms gripping tightly has rasping moans escape from my mouth. He leisurely lifts his head dragging his lips from my hard nipple. His mouth just hovering over it as his hand makes it way to my other boob. His eyes filled are bright with excitement.
“Tonight is gonna be fun. I know I said I can be gentle but for this I don't plan on stopping or slowing down,” his hand massages me while his mouth fiercely tugs and sucks. I throw my head to the side and let out sharp moans while running my hands up and down his arms. Maybe I am searching for something to ground myself while tries to send me to heaven and his arms seems like a good place to start my search.
I slid my hand down his muscular back which intensifies the noises coming from me, much to his enjoyment. I bring my hands to his chest and move down to his swimsuit. My arms aren't long enough to reach inside them, but I can have fun running my finger back and forth at the entrance. Each drag sends shivers through his body and light moans that vibrate through my breasts adding to the tingles that shoot out from the many places his mouth ends up. He moves my hands to the side and returns one hand to his current favorite spot while the other slams down next to my head.
“Oh is this what you want?” he thrusts his hips into mine. I grasps the blanket as I feel the hard bulge press into me. So close to what I have wanted for so long, if only the wasn't two pieces of fabric in the way. He grind into me slowly while he whimpers with his head low. I pull him into a slow passionate kiss. His chest lightly falls onto mine, his hands find their way into my hair. Sparks shoot throughout my body. The only thing I can think about is touching the inspiration behind my toys. It's for research to make sure I have the right size for those long restless nights without him.
I manage to glide my hands under his swimsuit. One touch had him letting out a small moan, stroking it had him falling into me while a symphony of sharp breathy wines and moans leave his soft lips. I'm shocked and foaming at the mouth over the realization that my hand can barely wrap around him, and the fact I've made the over-confident goofball a mess from just the touch of my hand.
“I need you,” he weakly sighs out. His hand finds it way between my legs. One warm finger quickly slides my bottoms to the side while the other takes advantage of the exposure by running up and down my folds. His finger effortlessly glides through my folds and finds it way just at the entrance. I grip him a little tighter as I stroke, leading to him tensing up from the waves of shock and tingles spreading throughout his body. His finger presses hard into me as result. Never knew I liked pressure so much.
Before I have a chance at riding this new high, he plunges his finger into me. I curl into him and pant his name. His finger slowly curls into me drawing out a long sharp moan. He smiles against my neck before starting to kiss and nip my neck while his finger continues it's motion.
“I love how warm and wet you are for me... It really drives me wild... desperately wild. Tell me when you've had enough because with the noises you make I could stay like this all night,” he says between sweet kisses. He's always been unknowingly skilled at making a mess of me with just his words but combining it with actions... has sent me into complete chaos. By the waterfall sprite I love every second of this, I thrive off it.
“Ryan I want and need you. I don't think my body can handle anymore. I have waited years for this and can't wait a second longer,” I gasp out while staring up dark sky.
“Do you know that your words send my into a spiral? Do you know how many times I've had to sneak off to take care of myself because of what you say to me? How many long hot nights I've had fueled by an endless loop of what you said to me that day in my head,” he removes his hand to pull his swimsuit down. His tip faintly touches me, sending intense craving for him through every fiber of my body. All I want his him right now, all I can think about is the way he moved his hips earlier.
“But your word is my command,” he slowly slides in, almost falling in due to desperate eagerness and yearning I have for him. He throws his head back and lets out a loud moan that quietly echoes through the trees. He his hand finds it way firmly on my hip while he completely fills me.
Slowly he thrusts into me but as I writhe under his touch, he speeds up. Heavy pants and moans escape both of us with every movement. The stars sudden seem to dance around the sky. I move my gaze down to his face, the shadows flitting across his face almost hiding his flush cheeks and lips. His eyes meet mine and lowers himself to his forearm to meet my lips.
His hand wrapped around my hip moves, quickly finding my swollen clit. He rubs small circles around it sending me to new heights of pleasures. I feel my body tensing up and grip onto his tense arm to try to ground myself. It does nothing to tame the tidal wave of pleasure my tense body releases onto him.
“Did you cum?” he barely manages to get out. I nod my head yes, still riding out the pure ecstasy he pulled from me. He hardens his movements while increasing his pace. The powerful shocks sent to my overstimulated body cause me to dig my hands into his back to ease the writhing my body has become a slave to.
He lets out low thundering moan as he truly fills me completely. His body slumps down onto mine. I can feel him throbbing inside of me and cum dripping down my legs sparking a plethora of sensual thoughts. Slowly he pulls back drawing small spasms and contractions from me. He rolls over next to me, chest heaving.
“I'll consider that your atonement for taking my bag even though I think you walked away with a better prize,” he says with a soft smile on his face. I snuggle up to his chest and look up at him with a raised eyebrow.
“How so?” I softly question. He wraps his arm around and holds me to him tightly.
“Because you got a devout worshiper from tonight. I am at your beck and call, my love,” he rolls into me, wrapping both arms around my body. He places a sweet gentle kiss on my forehead. All I feel is pure joy and satisfaction as I drift to sleep.