MDNI!!!
A few bounces on it never hurt a friendship…
Well that’s what you told yourself anyway.
He’s laid out on the bed beneath you, a breathless mess, as your ass bounces on him. His large hands caressing your ass. Warm and possessive without meaning to be, guiding you down onto him like he can’t help himself.
The room is dim, soft shadows dancing across his skin, and for a moment you forget how complicated this is. How dangerous it feels to want him like this.
You glance back at him, expecting a smirk, a tease or something cocky.
Instead, he’s a mumbling mess.
Muttering broken things into the air, eyes half lidded as your pussy clenches around him.
The headboard creaks softly behind you, and your gaze drifts to the picture frame on the bedside table.
Two kids in a playground.
Two kids who had no idea they’d grow up to end up like… this.
The contrast hits you.
Maybe this always was inevitable.
“Ah ah” he hisses through his teeth as you slow down, rolling your hips instead of bouncing.
His fingers dig a little deeper into your skin. Not enough to stop you, just enough to make your breath catch.
“Fuck” he groans, “don’t do that to me” voice rough, almost pleading as you grind against him with agonising, deliberate slowness.
You lean forward hands on his stomach, feeling the way it tenses under your palms.
“Why?” you whisper, lips brushing the air above his skin. “You like it.”
He shudders beneath you. Head tilting back, breath caught somewhere between a moan and your name.
“You’re such a tease”
