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[onehandsomedevil-trr]

Drake Walker was my Choice. Who was yours?

[nestledonthaveone]

Homecoming 

Book: The Royal Romance (AU)

Pairing:  Drake Walker x Evelyn Rousseau

Drake sadly belongs to Pixelberry, Evelyn belongs to me.

A/N: This is going to be a one shot from my Drake/Evelyn story In Astra  (they are about to meet face to face in Chapter 1 of my story) Thank you, @burnsoslow for the pre-read. Mwah!!

A/N 2: This is the fic I wrote for a different fandom that got thumbs down 👎; but I changed it from second to third person & revamped it to fit Drake & Evelyn

Song Inspiration: Feelin’ Love by Paula Cole

Word Count: 2523

Rating/Warnings: 18+/Profanity, female masturbation, very slight bondage, NSFW 🍋🍋🍋

Drake tried desperately to keep from speeding all the way home after leaving the airport.  He had been in Athens for just over two weeks working on several deals to bring three more horses back to Cordonia; one horse for his own stables and two more champion horses for the palace stables now that Marabelle’s Dream and Twilight Dash had been retired after Liam’s social season.  Two weeks...shit, that’s too fucking long, he thought to himself, I need to feel her so bad.  He was supposed to be in Athens another week, but he’d worked hard to finish ahead of schedule so that he could get home early and surprise Evelyn, his Evie - his love.  

Two weeks, two days, fourteen hours, twenty-eight minutes, and forty-six seconds.

Evelyn couldn't believe she was actually counting down to the second how long it had been since Drake left on his latest business venture. His last message to Evelyn promised that he would be home in another week, longing to show her just how much he missed her. That was a little over three days ago.  Normally, she would be going out of her mind with worry at not hearing from him in so long, but something deep within her heart assured her that he was alright.

She looked at the clock once again and closed her eyes. "Stop it," she chided herself. "Looking at the clock won't bring him home any faster."  She rose from the couch and strolled into their bedroom to change. Standing in the closet she let her fingers slide across the neatly hung clothes and paused at one item in particular. "God, I miss him so much," she sighed and pulled a black and purple babydoll nightie from its padded hanger.

Smiling, Evelyn recalled the day he left for Athens - when Drake presented the silver box to her with a promise to put it to good use when he returned. Upon opening it she found a stunning piece of lingerie. It was the most beautiful babydoll nightie she had ever seen. The bust was adorned with a sexy purple ruffle detail; the thin ribbon straps tied at the shoulder, making for easy removal. The rest of the nightie was black and very sheer, with a purple hem. There was also a pair of matching sheer string-tie panties.  She couldn’t wait to wear it for him, but he’d had to leave right away.

"Why not?" she said to herself, and put the nightie on.  Pulling her hair up in a ponytail she walked back into the living room and turned on the stereo. She grinned as she checked which discs were loaded in the CD player and found the one she was looking for. Pressing PLAY, she grabbed the remote, turned the volume up, and sauntered back to the couch as the pulsating music began. Leaning back with her head resting on the back of the couch, she closed her eyes and thought of Drake as the song played. Damn, this song is definitely about him, she thought to herself.

🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵

You make me feel like a sticky pistil leaning into her stamen.

You make me feel like Mr. Sunshine himself.

You make me feel like splendor in the grass where we're rolling, damn skippy baby!

You make me feel like the Amazon's running between my thighs.

🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵

At this last line, Evelyn let out a soft "Mmmmmm" and began to slowly caress her thighs. She spread her legs apart and slowly rubbed her hands over the tops of her thighs, then inward and back up, teasing herself slightly as her thumbs brushed softly against the thin panties. Eyes still closed, she bit her lower lip and thought, God, I want him so bad.

🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵

You make me feel love, love, love, love, love.

Love, love, love, love, love.

You make me feel love, love, love, love, love.

Love, love, love.

🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵

Drake pulled up to the cabin and couldn’t get out of his truck fast enough.  He sprinted towards the door but abruptly stopped at the porch steps when he heard the sultry song playing.  He grinned when he recognized the song, remembering his birthday present from Evelyn.  He walked up the porch steps, ready to open the door and surprise her when his breath hitched as he caught a glimpse of her through the window.  She was wearing the nightie he gave to her before he left and she was lying on the couch masturbating to the song.

Drake couldn’t stop staring at her, mesmerized by her moaning and writhing.  His heart began to race and he could feel his cock growing harder the longer he watched her.  “Γαμώτο” (Gamóto [holy shit]), he whispered to himself.  He backed off the porch and went around to sneak in the back door of the cabin.  Making sure Evelyn didn’t hear him, Drake crept up the stairs to their bedroom; he found several candles and arranged them around the room.  He undressed down to his boxers and went back downstairs to watch Evelyn some more before letting her know he was home.  Unable to wait any longer, Drake stripped off his boxers and slowly, quietly crawled to the couch and settled himself between Evelyn’s legs without alerting her to his presence.

The music continued its pulsating rhythm and Evelyn filled her mind with images of Drake and herself engaged in the most sinful of acts. She continued her slow caress and moved one hand up to her abdomen while she slid the other one under her nightie and grabbed her breast, sliding her thumb back and forth across her nipple. She slid a finger under her panties and gently caressed the aching nub, imagining him standing over her in all his beautiful nakedness, ready to devour her like a hungry predator.

🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵

You make me feel like a candy apple, all red and horny.

You make me feel like I wanna be a dumb blonde, in a centerfold, the girl next door.

And I would open the door and I'd be all wet with my tits soaking thru this tiny little T-shirt that I'm wearing,

And you would open the door and tie me up to the bed.

🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵

Evelyn rubbed her fingers against her swollen clit as she writhed in time with the music. Moaning, she pinched a nipple and imagined his soft, velvety tongue swirling circles over it. She envisioned him kissing her down her body, pausing at her navel to flick his tongue over it a few times. He continued kissing her, kneeling between her legs and kissing the inside of one thigh, then the other, slowly making his way to her center. She could feel his calloused hands slide over the barely-there panties and his hot breath just over her swollen nub. Mon Dieu, c'est si réel! (My God, it feels so real!) she moaned to herself.

“Starting without me, κούκλα μωρού (koúkla moroú [baby doll])?” 

His voice penetrated her mind like a bright ray of sunshine invading a sound slumber, as she felt the soft, hot kisses on her center.  She opened her eyes to see him staring into hers. Evelyn drew in a sharp breath, startled to see him actually there, planted between her legs.  Her heart pounded with excitement.

"I...you...what are you doing here?? I thought you were gonna be in Athens for another week?"

"I missed the fuck outta you.  I finished early and wanted to surprise you, but this," Drake eyed her hungrily, “this is so much better.” 

"I...uh..." she blushed momentarily before flashing him her best what-are-you-gonna-do-about-it grin and wrapped her legs around him, pulling him to her.

He grabbed the stereo remote and pressed the REPEAT button so that the song would play in a continuous loop. He rose and stood above her, just as she imagined, in all his naked glory. Directly in front of her his glorious cock pointed and bobbed at her, letting her know just how much he missed her. Licking her lips, she sat up and moved toward him...eager to taste the bit of pre-cum that glistened at the head. He moved back before she could taste him and she pouted slightly. He undid her ponytail, letting her hair flow around her shoulders, and holding up a black silk sash, gave her a wicked grin.

"I believe that last line said something about me tying you up to the bed."

Evelyn wrapped the sash around her wrist and took his hand as he led her upstairs to the bedroom. "But I'm not wearing a tiny little T-shirt for my wet tits to soak through," she reminded him, smirking.

"It doesn't matter, baby doll...soon you won't be wearing anything at all,” Drake winked at her and her heart fluttered.

Once inside their bedroom she paused, taking in the candles that were lit throughout the room. Before she could ask him how he managed to do them so quickly, he kissed her softly and passionately. Gently squeezing her bound hand, he released her wrist and pulled her close to him.

"I've been away too long, Evie.  I don't ever want to be without you," he whispered in her ear with immense passion and love.  At these words, Evelyn’s knees turned to jelly and Drake caught her before she fell and swept her into his strong arms. She looked into his gorgeous chocolate eyes and ran her fingers through his silky brown mane, longer now since he'd been away. She had no doubt in her mind that he meant every word.

Drake carried Evelyn to the bed and gently laid her down. He propped a pillow under her for comfort, before he slowly took her right hand in his. He placed a gentle kiss on her palm, then slowly tied her wrist to the headboard with one end of the sash. Taking her left hand, he did the same...kissing her palm before tying both wrists to the headboard.

He hovered over her, his eyes never leaving hers.  Slowly he pulled at the ties on her straps and they fell away from her shoulders. As Drake gently traced the bustline of the nightie back and forth across her sensitive skin, Evelyn shuddered at the sensation, goosebumps rising all over her body. With each back and forth sweep of his finger, he lowered the nightie until her breasts were bared to him. 

"Christ, Evie, you’re so fucking beautiful.  Η δική μου Ελληνίδα Θεά (I dikí mou Ellinída Theá [my own Greek goddess])," he whispered as he cupped her right breast before taking the nipple in his mouth. He nipped and suckled her, while he pinched and caressed her other breast. Evelyn arched her back into him and he suckled harder, giving each breast equal treatment.

"Ohhh, fuck yesssssss...Draaaaake," she moaned. He slid the nightie down her body, leaving a trail of kisses as he went. Evelyn lifted her hips and he slid her panties and nightie off her body.   Positioning himself between her legs, he gently placed them over his shoulders. Turning his head slightly, he planted a kiss on her inner thigh while his fingers lightly traced their way up her center.

Drake shifted his body slightly and Evelyn gasped as she felt a soft, hot kiss at her core. She let out a soft moan, and he responded by gently flicking his tongue over her now-throbbing clit. He glided his tongue in tiny little circles, his hot breath driving her mad with ecstasy. Soon he began to gently suckle her swollen nub and Evelyn strained against her binds, wanting desperately to run her hands through his hair.

Drake pulled his mouth away and before Evelyn could protest, he slid a finger inside, then another. "Amazon indeed, θεά μου (theá mou [my goddess])," he smirked. He slowly began to piston his fingers, curling them to caress her g-spot, while he rubbed circles over her clit with his thumb. In and out, faster and faster, he would bring her just close enough to orgasm but wouldn’t let her fall over the edge.

Whimpering, Evelyn begged for him to be inside her, "It's been so long, please, Drake..."

Crawling up the bed until he was positioned directly over her, he leaned down and whispered in her ear. "Patience, κούκλα μωρού (koúkla moroú [baby doll]), you’ll have me. But first, I want you to taste..."

Drake slid his fingers in her mouth. The taste of Evelyn’s own juices drove her into a wanton frenzy. She sucked his fingers hard and he let out a feral growl. He pulled his fingers from her mouth and she flashed an evil grin. "Wanna taste?" she teased as she stuck out her tongue.

Fire burned in his eyes as he descended upon her mouth and began to suck the essence from her tongue. Their tongues danced around each other madly before they settled into a long, passionate kiss. Using her bindings as leverage, Evelyn raised her hips to find his cock...desperately wanting to feel him fill every inch of her.

Taking her cue, Drake positioned his cock at her opening, coating the tip with her flowing juices. In one deft move he released her bindings and buried himself deep within her. Evelyn tightly wrapped her legs around his waist and held him to her. He enveloped her in his arms completely and they just lay there for a moment, feeling each other breathe...not ever wanting to let go. With a tender kiss to her neck Drake rose up on his elbows and gazed lovingly into her green eyes.  Never breaking eye contact he began a slow, steady rhythm...sliding in and out of her, rotating his hips so that he hit her sweet spot with every thrust.

"So...wet..." he rasped as his breathing became ragged. Evelyn knew he wouldn’t be able to contain himself much longer.  Lightly scraping her fingernails down his back, she cupped his sac in her hand and lovingly began to fondle him. With her other hand she gave his firm ass a gentle smack, which caused him to growl and  slam his hips into hers, harder and faster. With each thrust he rubbed against her throbbing clit and he could feel her body tense as she reached her climax.  “Draaaaake!!  I’m so close….s'il...te...plait...mon...amour (please, my love)....I….need…to…..” she gasped between breaths.  

“Yes, Evie, come….for…..me……έλα...για...μένα...μωρό...μου.... (éla gia ména moró mou [come for me baby])” Drake rasped.  With one final, hard thrust Drake and Evelyn climaxed together, simultaneously calling each other's name.

They collapsed in each other's arms, breathing heavily. He wiped a sweat-soaked lock of hair from her forehead and kissed her.  "I've missed you so much, Evie, I love you forever," he whispered. "This was the best welcome home."

"Je t'aime tellement, ma guimauve (I love you so much, my marshmallow)," she whispered as she held the man she loved.  “You are my dream come true.”  Drake’s heart fluttered at her declaration.  They held each other close as they drifted to sleep.

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