Grace - Wes [Flashback]
(Archived from Discord) - @ofstrangers GRACIE [ FLASHBACK ] They were only twenty minutes into the movie, but Grace couldn’t have been more bored. She shifted in her seat, turning and playing with her hair. Then she twisted around again, sighed heavily as she turned her attention to Wes. His attention was mostly on the movie, but she wiggled a little closer to him all the same. Her head leaned against his shoulder. Grace had one armed wrapped around his to pull him in, but slowly her hand travelled lower, moving down his side to the waist of his jeans. She was glad they’d decided to stay in and watch a movie rather than go to the theater, but she wasn’t sure she wouldn’t have done the same thing in public. Feigning perfect attention on the screen, her fingers roamed down to stroke lightly up and down his cock.
Wes He had wondered if she was just trying to find the right position to sit, like the little lean she did when she sat against him, her head on his shoulder. But it was clear she had other intentions. He smiled as he looked at her sideways, her cheeky smile as she reached down but kept her eyes on the screen. He softly moved away her hair from her shoulder and kissed her neck, his own hand finding a resting place in her lower back, his fingertips ever so slightly reaching inside her pants, while the other undid the button on his jeans.
GRACIE She could feel the instant he caught on, when a smile lit over his face to match hers. She couldn’t keep up the facade when he kissed her neck. Instead she sat up on her knees and turned towards him, pressing her face into his shoulder. “Weeeeeees.” She whimpered, his hand on the small of her back making her feel so sensitive it almost burned. “I want you inside me.” He popped open the button and Grace obliged with the zipper, reaching inside to pull him out fully. She was half tempted to just get on her knees, but that wouldn’t fill the emptiness inside. “I need you.”
Wes The way she pressed herself into his shoulder, the whimpering. It excited him like nothing else could, he instantly felt himself aching for her touch. "God, you're beautiful." He pulled her in for a kiss and as they kissed he stood her up in front of the couch, his own pants falling on the floor. He undid her button for her as well, hooking his thumbs inside her pants and pulling them down together with her underwear. Instead of standing back up he knelt down. He placed small kisses on her inner thigh, moving slowly upwards, eventually placing a kiss upon her center. "You're really going to deny me my favorite treat aren't you?" He said smiling before sitting down on the couch.
GRACIE He lifted her up from the seat with an effortless ease, and Grace melted against him. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she wiggled her hips, until her pants fell to the ground with his. She started to reach for him, to stroke him long and slow, but he moved too quickly. Before she could react, he was down on his knees, kissing up her legs, higher and higher. She dropped her head back, a moan slipping out before she even tried to hold it back. And then he moved back to the couch, and Grace crawled up into his lap. “But...” She pouted, letting her finger trail over his chest and down. “I need it, now.”
Wes Her moan seemed to echo in his head, such a wonderful sound. "Well very well, I won't deny it to you." He said smiling before pulling her in for another kiss. His hand moving up her leg, over her sides, over her stomach to eventually rest upon her breast. He slipped it underneath her bra and softly caressed her, gently twirling her nipple between his thumb and finger. Using his other hand he lined himself up underneath her, already feeling the heat radiating from her. He broke the kiss, softly kissing her neck again before talking. "Go ahead, go take what's yours."
GRACIE With a little effort, she balanced herself on top of Wes, already grinding down to press against him. She could feel how wet she was getting, how desperate and eager she was just to have him slip inside. Grace leaned in and tangled her fingers in his hair, letting out another breathy moan. She liked the smile on his face; she could almost taste it. With his agreement, she lowered herself down, holding her breath as he breached her. Grace bit her lip, her hips rising up just a bit before she sank deeper onto him. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
Wes A moan escaped his lips as she lowered herself on top of him, louder than he had intended. He could only respond with a soft "fuuuck" as she started to move. Her warmth and wetness surrounding him, embracing him. He removed her shirt from her and placed his hands on her back, slowly and gently dragging his nails down before taking a firm hold of her ass. He started to move with her, guiding the rythm and increasing the pace, he wanted more of her. He needed her.
GRACIE She took him as deep as she could, feeling the stretch inside her. She arched her back as his nails dragged down her skin, leaving little dark scratches turning slightly pink. Wes came up to meet her at each thrust, and she put a hand on his shoulder to balance herself. She could feel his hard muscles underneath his tee shirt, before she started tugging at the bottom hem to get him to remove it. She wanted to taste his skin, dig her nails in hard and pull him closer. He quickly picked up the rhythm and she followed, rising up to meet every thrust. Still pulling on his shirt, she put a hand back into his hair to pull him in for another kiss.
Wes He felt her rhythm, her movements, her pressure on him, it intoxicated him, almost overwhelming him. Her tugging at his shirt brought him back to reality, her impatience only made him want to keep the shirt on that much longer. Eventually he relented and pulled his shirt of with a swift move, his fingers aching as they had to let go of her. He didn't even pay attention to where he thew the shirt, all he knew is that he needed to get rid of it as soon as possible. One hand found its way back to get lower back, the other mimicked hers and pulled her in for a kiss his lips had been longing for.
The way she moved, her warmth and her kiss, all started to affect him. It wasn't long before he started to feel the tensing in his lower body approach.
















