Syn ONE-SHOTS
Date Night (Part 2)
The Morning After
I awoke to the aches and pains of the night before. My body stretched, eliciting a numb pain throughout my muscles. I twisted to lay on my side, gladly finding the man of all my dreams sleeping softly next to me. He looked amazing. His sex-hair splayed over the pillow, his face leaning slightly towards me. His eyes were delicately shut, his cute, petite nose lightly brushed my own. His arms lay beside him; one close to his side, the other holding the pillow behind his head - his colourful arms standing out proudly against the crisp white sheets. The duvet lay low over his waist, an obvious 'tent' forcing the sheets to rise. It was then I noticed his moaning. His breathing was heavy and every now and again a small moan escaped his slightly parted soft, thin lips.
The excitement I felt instantly heated my naked body. From the sight of his beautifully defined torso and strong, tattooed arms, to his perfectly chiseled face and messy hair, to his bulging erection hidden beneath the sheets, the wet warmth flowed to between my thighs.
I wanted to play... again.
Subtly, my hand snaked over his chest. My leg wrapped around him, lifting over his already huge member. I settled myself led over the top of him, softly beginning to grind myself into him, leaving numerous chaste kisses over his jaw, neck and collarbone. His breathing quickened, his body fidgeting and wriggling beneath me. Then, all of a sudden, he froze; his head sparking up and looking directly at me - shocked.
"Rachel?" he asked, curiously.
"Good morning, Baby," I purred, continuing to kiss and suck at his neck.
His body relaxed and his eyes closed, his calloused hands finding my rolling hips.
"What are you doing?" he hummed.
"Well, you had a lil... morning wood. I thought I'd give you a.. hand," I whispered close to his ear, lightly grazing the skin with my tongue as I lifted my hips allowing for my hand to slide between us to take hold of his unbearably stiff dick.
He gasped, his lips parted and his eyes opened but only for a second; they soon fluttered closed as my hand began to stroke him, teasing his head with my slit. I continued to tease him until he was moaning continuously, suddenly being flipped over just before he burst. I knew he wouldn't let me make him cum; he never did; he preferred to pleasure me and make sure I was happy before he came himself - it was one of the many things I adored about him; he could be so goofy but so gentlemanly at the same time.
Once he had me on my back, he began to rub me and tease me; his rough palms caressing my breasts and stimulating the nipples as his mouth worked against mine. Arching my back from the bed, my legs wrapped around his and my hips bucked to meet him.
Eventually, he broke our kiss and began to suck and nibble his way down my body; down my throat, over my collar bones, between my boobs, over my tight stomach, stopping to lick and nibble at my navel.
My lower abdomen and pussy convulsed in apprehension; his warm breath over my smooth folds making me squirm.Finally, his thick, pink tongue slowly swiped over my lower lips causing my head to fling back and my spine to arch, a scream of his name escaping me. I could feel him smirk against me as he continued to lightly kiss at my core, teasing me. After I calmed down slightly, I felt his lips wrap around my engorged clit, licking at it happily. It sent me soaring again, pleasure pulsing through my entire being, my hands tangled in his thick, smooth, black hair; pushing his magical mouth closer to my soaking entrance.
Adding to the pleasure, this calloused thumbs pulled my lips apart, allowing for his tongue to graciously stroke my inner folds, slowly going down to poke into my core, making me writhe and clench in pure pleasure. His love was passionate; his motions slow but strong, lovingly sucking and licking my seeping pussy. Soon enough, I reached my peak and with one, loud 'BRIAN!!' I came all over his lips, nose and chin.
Still shaking from the intense orgasm, Brian climbed back up my body until his face was equal with mine. Gradually, our lips fell in sync, his tongue smoothly gaining access to my mouth, allowing me to taste myself. His dick began to twitch against my inner thigh and my hips began to buck.
"You ready for this, Rachie-poo?" he asked, smirking. His knees spreading my legs apart and lining himself up.
"Always, my Bri-bear," I hummed against his shoulder, my legs wrapping around his waist and my hands gripping his scabbing shoulders; still healing after our rough night the night before.
Slowly, he began pushing himself in. He stretched me and pulled me in the most pleasurable, loving way. My head tossed back and I moaned as his lips attached to the soft skin of my neck, relaxing me as he began his thrusts. Groans, moans, curses along with each other's names filled our otherwise silent bedroom, the noises filled with passion and adoration for each other. His hips focused on going deep rather than going fast, his entire body covering mine, his long cock being able to hit spots within me that no other man had ever been able to reach.
His thrusts started to fall out of rhythm as my hips continued to meet his. His sweat started to drip onto my body below him as he started becoming rigid as he neared his peak, his hands gripping mine, holding them out on the bed. My screams got louder as I could feel my orgasm rising, Brian thrusting into me fast and rough just a few times as we both exploded together; his body freezing as he released deep inside as I covered him with my juices.
Brian let go of my hands, leaning on his forearms as he collapsed on top of me. I softly stroked his hair as we regained our breathing.
"I fucking love you, Rach," he huffed, kissing all over my chest.
"I love you too," I smiled, continuing to kneed his skull.
"I'm serious," he looked up at me, his big, brown eyes filled with love, "I'm so so sorry about the last few months; you know I never want to leave you, I just -"
I cut him off, "I know, Bri; you have the band, sometimes you need to get away to tour and it's absolutely fine;... I still love you so so much," I smiled at him, earning a weak smile in return.
"How do I make it up to you?" he pleaded.
I thought, "to be honest, last night and this morning was enough for me but breakfast in bed would be grand... if you're offering," I winked at him.
His head fell to my chest in defeat and he smiled, "okay.. anything for you." He picked himself up, pecking my nose softly before climbing from the bed, putting on a pair of his black, Batman pants and heading downstairs leaving me alone, smiling widely. I loved him, there was no doubt about that. And to know he still loved me after so long with so many other beautiful women around, made me the luckiest girl alive; I had the most perfect man, in the most perfect way, and we both cared for each other more than anything. And I couldn't dream of a world without him.
I awoke to the aches and pains of the night before. My body stretched, eliciting a numb pain throughout my muscles. I twisted to lay on my side, gladly finding the man of all my dreams sleeping softly next to me. He looked amazing. His sex-hair splayed over the pillow, his face leaning slightly towards me. His eyes were delicately shut, his cute, petite nose lightly brushed my own. His arms lay beside him; one close to his side, the other holding the pillow behind his head - his colourful arms standing out proudly against the crisp white sheets. The duvet lay low over his waist, an obvious 'tent' forcing the sheets to rise. It was then I noticed his moaning. His breathing was heavy and every now and again a small moan escaped his slightly parted soft, thin lips.
The excitement I felt instantly heated my naked body. From the sight of his beautifully defined torso and strong, tattooed arms, to his perfectly chiseled face and messy hair, to his bulging erection hidden beneath the sheets, the wet warmth flowed to between my thighs.
I wanted to play... again.
Subtly, my hand snaked over his chest. My leg wrapped around him, lifting over his already huge member. I settled myself led over the top of him, softly beginning to grind myself into him, leaving numerous chaste kisses over his jaw, neck and collarbone. His breathing quickened, his body fidgeting and wriggling beneath me. Then, all of a sudden, he froze; his head sparking up and looking directly at me - shocked.
"Rachel?" he asked, curiously.
"Good morning, Baby," I purred, continuing to kiss and suck at his neck.
His body relaxed and his eyes closed, his calloused hands finding my rolling hips.
"What are you doing?" he hummed.
"Well, you had a lil... morning wood. I thought I'd give you a.. hand," I whispered close to his ear, lightly grazing the skin with my tongue as I lifted my hips allowing for my hand to slide between us to take hold of his unbearably stiff dick.
He gasped, his lips parted and his eyes opened but only for a second; they soon fluttered closed as my hand began to stroke him, teasing his head with my slit. I continued to tease him until he was moaning continuously, suddenly being flipped over just before he burst. I knew he wouldn't let me make him cum; he never did; he preferred to pleasure me and make sure I was happy before he came himself - it was one of the many things I adored about him; he could be so goofy but so gentlemanly at the same time.
Once he had me on my back, he began to rub me and tease me; his rough palms caressing my breasts and stimulating the nipples as his mouth worked against mine. Arching my back from the bed, my legs wrapped around his and my hips bucked to meet him.
Eventually, he broke our kiss and began to suck and nibble his way down my body; down my throat, over my collar bones, between my boobs, over my tight stomach, stopping to lick and nibble at my navel.
My lower abdomen and pussy convulsed in apprehension; his warm breath over my smooth folds making me squirm.Finally, his thick, pink tongue slowly swiped over my lower lips causing my head to fling back and my spine to arch, a scream of his name escaping me. I could feel him smirk against me as he continued to lightly kiss at my core, teasing me. After I calmed down slightly, I felt his lips wrap around my engorged clit, licking at it happily. It sent me soaring again, pleasure pulsing through my entire being, my hands tangled in his thick, smooth, black hair; pushing his magical mouth closer to my soaking entrance.
Adding to the pleasure, this calloused thumbs pulled my lips apart, allowing for his tongue to graciously stroke my inner folds, slowly going down to poke into my core, making me writhe and clench in pure pleasure. His love was passionate; his motions slow but strong, lovingly sucking and licking my seeping pussy. Soon enough, I reached my peak and with one, loud 'BRIAN!!' I came all over his lips, nose and chin.
Still shaking from the intense orgasm, Brian climbed back up my body until his face was equal with mine. Gradually, our lips fell in sync, his tongue smoothly gaining access to my mouth, allowing me to taste myself. His dick began to twitch against my inner thigh and my hips began to buck.
"You ready for this, Rachie-poo?" he asked, smirking. His knees spreading my legs apart and lining himself up.
"Always, my Bri-bear," I hummed against his shoulder, my legs wrapping around his waist and my hands gripping his scabbing shoulders; still healing after our rough night the night before.
Slowly, he began pushing himself in. He stretched me and pulled me in the most pleasurable, loving way. My head tossed back and I moaned as his lips attached to the soft skin of my neck, relaxing me as he began his thrusts. Groans, moans, curses along with each other's names filled our otherwise silent bedroom, the noises filled with passion and adoration for each other. His hips focused on going deep rather than going fast, his entire body covering mine, his long cock being able to hit spots within me that no other man had ever been able to reach.
His thrusts started to fall out of rhythm as my hips continued to meet his. His sweat started to drip onto my body below him as he started becoming rigid as he neared his peak, his hands gripping mine, holding them out on the bed. My screams got louder as I could feel my orgasm rising, Brian thrusting into me fast and rough just a few times as we both exploded together; his body freezing as he released deep inside as I covered him with my juices.
Brian let go of my hands, leaning on his forearms as he collapsed on top of me. I softly stroked his hair as we regained our breathing.
"I fucking love you, Rach," he huffed, kissing all over my chest.
"I love you too," I smiled, continuing to kneed his skull.
"I'm serious," he looked up at me, his big, brown eyes filled with love, "I'm so so sorry about the last few months; you know I never want to leave you, I just -"
I cut him off, "I know, Bri; you have the band, sometimes you need to get away to tour and it's absolutely fine;... I still love you so so much," I smiled at him, earning a weak smile in return.
"How do I make it up to you?" he pleaded.
I thought, "to be honest, last night and this morning was enough for me but breakfast in bed would be grand... if you're offering," I winked at him.
His head fell to my chest in defeat and he smiled, "okay.. anything for you." He picked himself up, pecking my nose softly before climbing from the bed, putting on a pair of his black, Batman pants and heading downstairs leaving me alone, smiling widely. I loved him, there was no doubt about that. And to know he still loved me after so long with so many other beautiful women around, made me the luckiest girl alive; I had the most perfect man, in the most perfect way, and we both cared for each other more than anything. And I couldn't dream of a world without him.
I loved all the chapters. They actually made me moan......
7/18/15