Closer

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Flashback


After freshening up and straightening her hair, Rosalyn headed back to her room with sheer determination, with just a side of fear.

“Hey, think we could watch this episode of South Park before we watch a movie? It’s just so funny, I’d like to watch it again. If you don’t mind, of course. Ladies choice.”

“Sure.” She replied, nonchalantly crawling on her bed behind him, placing each of her long legs on either side of him. She then surreptitiously scooted right upon him, so that she could rest her chin on his shoulder. She loved the deep, rich sound of his laughter up close like that.

“Hey, you see that?”

“Mmm hmm…” she said, not really paying attention. She was too busy looking down at his lean, muscular thighs covered underneath his khaki shorts. She lightly placed her hands over his knees, dragging the tips of her fingers backwards towards his upper thigh and crotch. She purposely avoided his more important parts. After pausing for a moment, she dragged her fingers back toward his knees. Turning her hands down and onto his inner thighs, she brought her hands backwards again.

“What’re you doing, baby?” He asked in a low voice, as his hands, completely of their own volition he supposed, grasped her knees, massaging the sides of them with his the soft pads of his thumbs. He already had had a semi when he first came over, smelling her intoxicating scent. But now, he had a full blown hard on. Feeling her delicate tough reach for the bottom of his shorts and slowly unzipping his fly, he felt a rush of blood course through him as she pulled him out. He twitched in her palm at that moment.

“You aren’t wearing any underwear.” She said in his ear.

“Oh, um yeah. Is that a problem?”

“Nope. Just convenient.” She replied, kissing his neck. As she gave him long, leisurely strokes, she carefully used her other hand to reach into her shorts’ pocket. Pulling the packet out, she tore it open with her teeth. She then turned it upside down to squeeze its contents into her palm, using her thumb and forefinger. After getting most of the gel out, she tossed the nearly empty packet on the bed. She then grasped him tightly with her now lubed hand. He hissed at the contact.

“Feel good?” She asked in what sounded like a rhetorical question, but she couldn’t help but second guess herself. She wanted everything to be right. She began using interesting hand techniques she had seen on “Real Sex.” It was much easier without all of the friction.

“Oh, how do you… god…” He trailed off, before giving a series of moans followed by a string of curses. He leaned his back on her shoulder, allowing her to lean down and kiss him deeply. Pulling back, she looked at him.

“I want tonight to be different. I thought that we could… you know. I- I have um, I mean, I bought some condoms.” She said in a near whisper. Sitting there holding his dick in her hand, she still felt shy about saying the word “condoms.” Go figure.

“You wanna- you want to have sex with me? You sure?” Lowering her eyes, she released him and swung her leg around, getting up from the bed. Standing in front of him for several seconds, she took in his flushed face and extremely evident arousal. Grabbing a pillow from her bed, she dropped it on the floor in front of him, lowering to her knees. Realizing what her intentions were, he leaned forward and grasped her arm, motioning for her to stand back up. He shook his head.

“No. If we’re gonna do this tonight, then it’s all going to be about you.” ‘Not that I’d last if you put your mouth on me for more than five seconds.’ He thought to himself. A little bit painfully, he put himself back into his shorts. It didn\'t seem polite to go walking around like that, even though she was the one who pulled him out. He stood up facing her, caressing her face. She looked worried.

“I want you Rosalyn, very much.” He began, his hand gently going down her cheek to brush over neck. Then he trailed his fingers over her collar bone.

“I care about you, and anything that you want me to do, I’ll do it.” Feeling this warm, tingly sensation all over, she merely nodded, closing her eyes and he leaned into her, kissing her. She felt his hands grasp the hem of her shirt, and felt him pull away as he lifted it over her head.

“What you do to me…” He muttered more to himself than her. He turned her around, urging her to lay down on the bed. Clicking off the television, he then removed his own shirt before turning his back on her. Taking a lighter out of his pocket, he lit the several candles on her dresser before turning out the light in her room. She wasn’t surprised that he knew. He was “the one” after all.

A/N: And for this chapter, I wasn’t sure if I put too much unimportant detail in it. If you guys wish me to “finish” this scene, that is, add more to it on the end, I will do another chapter especially for it. I didn’t want to rush it, cause I rarely like quick, cheap, unfulfilling smut myself, and I refuse to write it. So those of you who long for more, hit me up and let me know. Hope you enjoy.