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Chapter Seven: Sleeping Arrangements
Armie’s POV:
As the evening wound down and the sun began to set I looked over at Timmy, this beautiful human who had decided that I was worthy, and worth taking a chance on. I couldn’t hide the smile that crossed my lips, as he glanced over at me. Busted.
“What?”
“Nothing. You just caught me staring.” I told him as I tucked a wayward curl behind his ear, put my hand on the back of his neck and gently pulled him towards me. I exhaled as I softly pressed my lips against his, and I could feel him smile into the kiss.
“Let’s head home before it gets too dark. We can order pizza and watch a movie.” I whispered, my mind still reeling from the day we just had.
I pulled the Vespa into my driveway and gave Timmy a hand, off. Threading my fingers through his, we walked to the front door.
“Why don’t you take a shower, I’ll order the pizza and then hop in for mine? We can meet on the couch in 15 minutes…”
Timmy nodded as he stretched onto his tiptoes to press a kiss to my cheek. I watched him walk down the hallway as doubt once again began to creep its way into my head. What if he wanted to have sex tonight? I was not ready to put myself out there like that again. Would he understand if I told him that? I ran a frustrated hand over my face as I pulled my phone out to order the pizza. Extra cheese, because I knew that was his favorite.
Fresh out of the shower, I was seated on the couch flipping through the channels when Timmy strolled in looking like a wet dream. His hair was still damp and he had on a pair of gray sweatpants that rested low on his hips, paired with a fitted black shirt.
“What are you watching?”
He stood next to me and I took in his familiar scent. He still smelled like he did that first day I met him in Crema. Like lavender and something so uniquely Timmy. Not knowing what came over me, all the earlier doubts having slipped away, I hooked my finger into the elastic band of his pants and pulled him into my lap.
He landed with a huff, his hands sprawled on my shoulders. I ran my palms up the length of his back and down to his ass. He pushed back into my hold, as a small groan escaped his lips.
“Fuuuuck me, Timmy.” My head fell back against the couch as I massaged his ass.
“That can be arranged, Armie.”
The cheeky smile on his face set something off in me. I grabbed the back of his neck once again and pulled his face closer to mine. I bit down gently on his bottom lip and felt him gasp in surprise. I took this moment to slip my tongue into his mouth and savored his flavor. Somehow he tasted like chocolate. Just like I assumed Willy Wonka would.
Timmy’s tongue met mine, licking into my mouth as a soft moan escaped my lips. I reached my hand up to his cheek and turned my head slightly to deepen the kiss. It felt like I couldn't get enough as our tongues slid together. My dick thickened inside my shorts as I ran my other hand underneath his shirt and up his back.
“I feel like I have waited years for this.” Timmy whispered against my lips, grinding his hips against me.
I grabbed his ass again and pulled him close, moving him until I felt his hard cock rub against mine. Finally giving in, allowing the pleasure to take over I searched out Timmy’s lips. I captured them as he moaned. I welcomed his moan and greedily swallowed the beautiful noise. I am so close to the edge. So close to bliss. So close to my Timmy—
Ding-ding.
I pulled back and dropped my head. “Fuck. The pizza is here.”
Timmy’s POV:
I slid off Armie's lap, palming my dick to relieve the pressure that had built up between us. Watching him walk to the door to get the pizza only gave me more time to inwardly panic about what we were doing. Everything felt so fucking right, but I didn’t want to push Armie into anything he wasn’t ready for.
“Hope you're hungry.” Armie said as he reached down to adjust his obviously hard member.
My eyes followed his hand as I bit down on my bottom lip. I was starving, but not for pizza. I stood up and grabbed the pizza box from his hands and set it down on the table. Sliding my hand over his hard length, I stood on my tip-toes and whispered into his ear, “I’m not hungry for food right now.”
A growl escaped Armie’s throat as he slid his hands down the back of my thighs and hoisted me into his arms. I gasped, wrapping my legs around his waist as he walked us over to the couch and laid me down on my back. I used my legs to pull him closer to me, feeling his hardness rut up against my own.
“Oh fuck, Armie.” I moaned as he pressed his full weight down against me. “I need your mouth on me-” I no more than got the words out of my mouth before his mouth descended on mine. I could feel how eager he was as he ground his hard cock into mine and fucked my mouth with his tongue. I matched him kiss-for-kiss and then arched my back as I felt his large hand slide underneath me and grab my ass.
“You feel so fucking good, Timmy.”
I slid my hand between us and pushed my sweatpants down, releasing my dick and moving it in between our writhing bodies. “Please keep going, Armie.” I muttered as I grabbed his waist and pulled my legs tighter around his body.
I caught Armie glance down at my dick and for a moment, I was terrified I had ruined everything. He looked from my cock up to my eyes, his pupils blown and his breath ragged.
“Holy hell, you are so beautiful.”
I could feel my cheeks flush at his compliment as I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him into me. His face fell into the crook of my neck and he licked his way up to my ear.
“Is it okay if I suck on your neck?”
Armie’s words came out raspy and the sensation of his warm mouth against my ear made me roll my hips against his hard body. “Yes please.” I moaned as I kept my hips moving in a steady rhythm. I reached down and grabbed Armie’s ass and pulled him into me as close as I could. The feeling was intoxicating. I was so out of my mind with lust when I felt Armie’s teeth graze against my pulse point. I sucked in a sharp breath as his tongue slid over the same spot soothing the sting away. I felt him suck hard and knowing there would be a mark there, that he was leaving his mark on me, sent chills over my entire body.
“Armie.” I whispered as his mouth found mine again. Kissing him felt like home. The way my body responded to him felt familiar, but this was a whole new level of intensity.
“I want to let go with you.” Armie said in a husky voice.
I slipped my hands under his shirt and ran them down the smooth path of his back. He pulled his head up and looked me in the eyes and the way he stared at me—I felt like he could see into my soul.
“Then let go.”
Armie crashed his lips to mine as I felt his hand slide between our bodies. I was so caught up in his mind blowing kiss to realize he had pulled his own cock free of the confines of his shorts. “Wrap your hand around us Timmy,” he growled against my lips. I did as I was told as he thrusted his hips, sliding our dicks together as I jerked both of us off.
I swiped my thumb over the head of my own dick and then did the same to Armie. Both of us leaked precum that I used as a lube as I rolled my hips in time with Armie’s thrusts. I unwrapped my legs from around his back and planted them on the couch so my movements were more demanding.
Armie pushed his upper body off mine and dropped his head. He stared at where my hand was working our cocks together with so much awe and wonder in his eyes. I watched as his mouth fell open and a lust filled moan left his mouth. “Oh fuck. This is so hot.” He said panting, and his thrusting became more erratic.
I followed where Armie was looking, until I too, was mesmerized by the vision of our slicked up cocks moving together. It was as erotic as it was stimulating. “I’m so close.” I whimpered as I wrapped my hand around the base of Armie’s neck and wound my fingers through his hair. With a loud groan, Armie kissed me as I felt his release coat my hand and stomach. I arched my back as my own orgasm hit me with so much force that my vision turned white.
He let his body fall on top of me as our kiss became less frantic and more languid. Our tongues danced together in a magical rhythm that still had me seeing stars, as my heart rate finally slowed to a manageable rate.
When he pulled away I was worried, for a brief moment, that he was going to panic. But then our eyes connected and the smile on his face was everything I needed to ease my mind. I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped my lips. “That was crazy.” He looked at me with the slightest sign of trepidation in his eyes. “In the best way possible!”
Laughter erupted from his mouth when he leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to the tip of my nose and sat up and grabbed the box of tissues from the end table. He handed me a few, so I could clean up, before he quietly turned on Netflix and pulled the box of pizza onto our laps. The facile way we were able to move into something so normal was such a relief. No awkwardness, no doubt about what we had done.
A few hours later, and a bunch of episodes of some show I wasn’t paying much attention to, I yawned and stretched my whole body. “I’m exhausted.” I said as I rested my head on Armie’s shoulder, not wanting the night to be over.
“Let’s go to bed.” He told me as he pressed a kiss to the top of my head. He pulled me off the couch with him and took my hand, leading me down the hallway. I tried to stop at my room, but he pulled me further down the hall. “Not there.” I glanced up at him, confused. He continued. “Come sleep with me. I want my room to be yours now.” The way he told me rather than asking me, inspired a feeling in me I wasn’t familiar with but one I was so excited by.