A7X One Shots

You know how you have a person? And this person is just the light to your life, the peanut butter to your jelly, they just make everything better? I'd been fortunate enough to have two persons in my life. I'd met my first person when I was in elementary school. He was this crazy blond guy and became the best friend I'd ever had. My second person I met in middle school. I never thought she would stay person, especially with the news Jimmy died.

I have never been so fortunate to have Michele, no more than in this moment. It felt like I was in a fog. It felt like we'd just watched Matt and Val get married and that I had just proposed to Michele. Now, I felt like my whole world was crashing down.

There was a huge part of me that wanted to dive into the bottle, to drown my sorrows in whiskey and vodka and beer. And that's where Chelle found: sitting on our kitchen floor, chugging a 12-pack.

"Bri?" Michele grabbed the can from my hand. "You can't do this. Jimmy would not want you to kill yourself with alcohol over his death. It's been two weeks. You need to get up, go mourn with the boys, and get ready for his funeral."

I rolled my eyes at her but did as she asked. Michele had laid out my suit, shoes, and tie to make it easier on me. Despite this tragedy, I knew I was deeply in love with this woman. Jimmy was her friend too, but she was able to push on.
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FOUR MONTHS LATER

We were a month away from our wedding, and I hadn't touched my fiancee since Jimmy died. I still loved her and told her every day, and I hadn't been able to muster the energy to have sex. It felt like the wound of Jimmy was too fresh. And I'd told her that. Luckily, Michele understood.

Until now. Now, a month before I was going to marry my person, I had a sudden desire and urge to fuck my girl. It was like the spirit of the knife master had entered my body and was telling me to man the fuck up and show my person how much I loved her.

"Michele!" I yelled, setting down my foREVer engraved Scheter. "Where you at, babe?"

"Our room!"

A smirk, one that hadn't appeared since Jimbo's death, crossed my face. I was going to make love to my wife, show her how much I loved and appreciated her. And I was going to do it until neither one of us could walk.

Pushing open the door to our room, I saw Michele cleaning out her closet. She was trying to change her look. She said she'd never felt like she fit into the grunge, emo category like Val did even though they were twins.

"What's up, Bri?" She turned and saw my smirk. Shock flashed across her face and she dropped the hanger she was holding.

"I want you, Michele. I want you under me, on top of me, every way I can have you."

Her face was blank and then ever so slowly a bright grin appeared. "Took you long enough, Brian." Michele sauntered over to me and wrapped her gorgeous arms around my neck and kissed me. It was like the perfect kiss, like the entire world had stopped so we could live in this moment.

I picked her up, wrapping her legs around my waist. We weren't having missionary, bed sex right now. We were going to fuck against the wall. Pulling my mouth off hers, I moved it to her neck while using one hand to rip off her shirt and bra. Her beautiful tits popped out, and I immediately sucked on one nipple.

Michele moaned and tugged on my shirt, pulling it off my body. We quickly shed the rest of our clothes and clung to one another, breathing in our individual scents. With that out of the way, we immediately were on each other again.

I didn't waste any time in foreplay and thrust inside her, both of us groaning at the sensation. I took a moment to just revel in the feel of being inside her again and then wrapped her legs around my waist again and picked up a brutal pace.

Michele matched my speed, grinding against me, her clit rubbing on my abs. She came quickly while I continued to thrust until I came too. But this wasn't over yet. I threw Michele on the bed and attacked her pussy with my fingers and mouth.

She screamed my name as I inserted two fingers in and curled while using my mouth on her clit. Grabbing my hair, Michele pushed my head where she wanted it. She moved her hips up, pushing my fingers further inside her. She came quickly again, and I was hard again.

I rolled us, so Michele was on top and eased her onto my dick. We moaned again. I let Chelle set the pace which was just as fast, hard, and brutal as I wanted. She dragged her nails down my chest as I left bruises on her hips from gripping so hard. Before either of us knew it, we were both coming again. Breathing hard, I pulled her against my chest and kissed her like she was water and I was a dying man.

"I love you so damn much, Michele," I said, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"I love you too, Syn."

Notes

Sorry for the sad beginning, but I felt I needed a flashback instead of new parents since I did that with Johnny.

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