(A/N MILD NSFW K THX)
“Alright. I'll climb off of you now. I just wanted you to stop tickling me,” I stuck my tongue out and slid off of Wesley’s lap, laying on my side to face him.
He rolled as well, a small smile on his face and I reached over, lacing my fingers with his.
“I’m not tired,” I groaned, “this sucks.”
“I’m not either and it’s clear past midnight. Someone just had to go and rile me up.”
“You started it. Shouldn’t have tickled me,” I shrugged, poking his nose.
“It was harmless!”
“Hey, me straddling you was harmless too! I had no ill intentions. If you’re having thoughts that’s on you.”
“Rude. Honestly,” he laughed, “feels a little weird to be the only one… Um, are you not attracted to me?”
“What? Of course, I am! I was the minute you walked into my classroom all tall and handsome. Then you were absolutely the cutest. It’s kinda not fair. How the hell can you be cute and sexy at the same time?”
“I don’t know,” he smiled, pushing my hair behind my ear and leaning forward, “how can you?” He whispered quietly, his breath warm against my skin, once again causing a cascade of goosebumps to flare through me.
“W… Wes,” I squeezed his hand, my heart racing.
“I’m not going to do anything. I told you… but fuck am I tempted…” he groaned.
“You're tempting me too… I…” I pulled away and stared into his eyes and he gently cradled my cheek, rubbing my jaw with his thumb, “we just met and now… now you’re in my bed and you’re beautiful and sweet. I like you a lot and I just…”
“I know,” he whispered, “I like you a lot already too. You make my heart settle, and my anxieties less already because I’m not panicking over Rory. I know she’s safe here with you and Arlo. I knew she was safe at school the minute you immediately accepted her needs. You’ll never understand how much I appreciated that. You gave her the courage because you respected her.”
“I care for all my students. I can’t give her special treatment but she is my favorite. Keep that to yourself or I’ll get fired.”
“Deal,” he smiled, still rubbing my jaw and I shivered when his fingers softly trailed down the side of my neck, “not only is your skin soft, it’s incredibly sensitive isn’t it?”
I nodded quickly, savoring the way he ran his fingers across my collarbone and back up.
“Hey, Eli?”
“Yeah.”
“It’s not exactly what I would have wanted but… I can’t fight it anymore. Can I kiss you?”
“Yes. You can make it up to me at a later date and kiss me somewhere fancy. Go ahead.”
Wesley took a small shaky breath and leaned forward, his lips barely brushing mine. I slid my hand up his arm and onto the nape of his neck and kissed him deeper, making him jump before he settled, wrapping one arm around my waist and the other in my hair, pulling me close to him, the kiss never slowing as we moved in sync with each other.
This is the best kiss of my life.
Holy… hell where have you been hiding?
I started to pull away panting, my entire body on fire, and Wesley let out a quiet moan making me freeze.
“Do that again,” I whispered against his lips.
“D…do what?”
“Moan. It’s another beautiful sound that escapes you.”
“I…”
“Don’t think,” I smiled, “you have no reason to think right now. Just focus on me. All you have to focus on is how my lips feel against yours. That’s it.”
-----He whimpered quietly and kissed me again, deeper than before, and I squeezed his arm tightly, fighting down moans that threatened to escape me. Slowly, he started kissing along my jawline and down my neck, before reaching my shoulder and biting down gently, sucking and making me squirm, his hand gripping my hip to keep me in place.
“Why the hell does that feel so good,” I panted, “you’re barely doing anything to me.”
“I know. I’m dying right now. My pants are a little too tight if you get my drift and all I’m doing is peppering you with kisses which you thoroughly deserve,” he released my hip and ran his hand up the front of my tank top, “if I’m doing too much for the love of god tell me. I’ve never lost self-control like this. You make me feel this desperate need to be close to you.”
“Don’t stop… please,” I shook my head and he rolled over again, sitting up, and pulled me with him, until I was straddling him, my arms wrapped tightly around his neck.
“I just think this is a far better position so I don’t crush you. Kiss me. Please.”
I crashed my lips to his and he slid his hand up the back of my tank top, running his fingers along my spine slowly, making me arch my back, and break the kiss, tilting my head back. He groaned softly and leaned forward, licking and nipping at my neck, his free hand now firmly gripping my rear.
“Wesley… I don’t know what to do from here. But it’s really starting to bother me. I’m so fucking close.”
“Scoot back a little."
I did what he asked making sure I stayed in his lap and he cupped my cheek.
“Why don’t we touch each other then… because I’m never going to sleep like this. I know I said I like to wait but you already told me you'd like to be together at some point so it’s not breaking my rules. We’re also heavily making out right now. Or I can do it for us. If you’re not ready to touch me yet.”
“I’m not sure I could focus on you if you were touching me so…”
He nodded and I slid my pants and underwear down enough to take myself out, looking away from him.
“Holy hell Eli…” he whispered, moving around under me to slide his clothes down.
“What?”
“Why didn’t you warn me that you’re so big?”
“I don’t think I am,” I moaned as soon as he pressed us together, his hand slowly rubbing.
“Does that feel good baby?” He whispered, “do you like the way I feel pressed against you?”
I nodded quickly and pressed my forehead to his, my entire body shaking from something so simple.
“I want to hear how it feels,” he pouted, “why can’t you tell me? Is it really that good?”
“Yes,” I moaned softly, “god yes. Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”
I started rocking my hips, thrusting into his hand, each movement causing us to rub further together and I gripped his shoulders, my entire body tense.
Release Eli.
I know it’s hard.
But he feels so fucking good.
Just let go.
He won’t act like Ash.
Trust in him.
He won’t think your needs are stupid.
“Eli are you having a hard time,” he panted, his movements slowing down but still fantastic.
“I… I need extra stimulation… I was hoping this would be enough because I’ve literally never been attracted to someone as much as I am to you but I was wrong.”
“What do you need? Whatever you need,” he studied my face, staring into my eyes.
“I don’t need you to do it… I won’t ask that of you. But can you grab something out of my nightstand? You’ll know what I mean the minute you see it.”
He looked a bit confused before opening it and realization suddenly flashed across his face as he grabbed the small tube, “oh… oh got it.”
“Thank you,” I took it from him and started to open it and he stopped me.
“Can I?”
“You… want to finger me?”
“Mhm. I absolutely do. Please?”
“But how would we do that from this position?”
“Trust me. I can. I’ll be really gentle,” he kissed me sweetly, cradling my face, “undress for me.”
I climbed off of him and we both quickly undressed before I straddled him again. He opened the tube, coating one of his fingers, and gently started rubbing it between my cheeks, pressing carefully against me.
“Oh. You’re so soft already… I’m glad I won’t hurt you.”
“I have toys. Don’t worry about it,” I moaned, my forehead pressed against his shoulder.
He carefully slid his finger into me, giving me time to adjust as he went and it took all of my force to not scream from how nice it felt to have someone else play with me in this way.
“There we go. You’re doing so well. You’re so nice and warm on my hand. You’re sucking me in a bit. I wonder what you want,” he whispered in my ear.
“Holy… hell Wes where did that bashful guy go?”
“He’s still here. But you seem to really like me talking to you this way. Or at least… your nice little hole does.”
My entire body shivered as he kept teasing me with his finger and I reached down to start rubbing myself.
“Not yet,” he whispered, “just focus on what I’m doing. I’ll tell you when you can touch yourself.”
“Wes… oh fuck,” I gently bit down on his shoulder as he slid another finger in and held them there, giving me all the time I needed to adjust.
“Something so simple turns you into a puddle. Look at you baby. I love this. I want to come over every single night to simply touch you like this. I love the way you feel.”
“I’m making a mess of you Wesley…”
“I know and I don’t care. I’m glad you are. You can always make a mess of me,” he ran his thumb over my tip and I bucked my hips, his fingers deep inside me suddenly rubbed against something and I nearly cried out, fighting it down at the last moment, “oh. There it is.”
“There what is?” I moaned as he focused his full attention on that spot.
“The most sensitive spot. The best spot. Just hold onto me. Kiss me, bite me, rock against my fingers if you need but don’t touch yourself. Do you trust me?”
“I… yes.”
“Good,” he kissed me softly, “then let me take you there. Just focus on me.”
“That’s what I told you.”
“I know.”
Wesley carefully started rubbing that spot, his other hand now on my hip rocking me, sliding me against him, the movement of his fingers as well as rubbing together causing me to pant, the feeling better than I had ever experienced in my life and I started kissing him rapidly, my chest heaving.
“Eli?”
“Yes.”
“Come for me. Come on baby. You can let go. Just let go.”
My stomach twisted at the begging tone of his voice and I finally released, pulling roughly on his hair, my hips snapping, legs shaking.
“There we go. Ride it out, just keep moving. Just…” he titled his head against the wall, his eyes squeezed shut and I kept moving my hips, my entire body twitching.
He groaned and suddenly released, my name falling from his lips on a loop.
Oh.
I love how you call for me.
Call for only me.
We sat there for a while, both calming down, our chests heaving and he finally slid his fingers out, making me whimper before I kissed him softly, clutching onto him.
“Was… was that a bad idea?” I whispered, rubbing the nape of his neck.
“No. No, I don’t think so. I think we both needed it. Does it change anything? Are you going to disappear on me now?”
“Has that happened to you?” I sat back quickly, staring at him surprised and he chewed on his lip before nodding. I kissed him again, cradling his cheek, and shook my head, “absolutely not. I’m not going anywhere. I won’t do that to you and Rory. I like you both too much to disappear on you after we messed around a bit. Yeah, that was… rather fast. But it’s okay. I don’t mind. I’ve never felt so good in my life.”
“Me either,” he whispered and kissed me deeply, “thank you.”
“For what?”
“Being you. Being amazing. That’s all.”
“Well, I could say the same to you,” I laughed, hugging him tightly, “come on. We should shower and get some sleep. Arlo will be busting in here when he wakes up. Or maybe not because of his stomach.”
“Can I shower with you?”
“That was my plan dork,” I kissed the tip of his nose and he laughed, hugging me.
“I’m so glad we met.”
“Me too.”
-----After taking a quick shower, we changed back into our pajamas and climbed into my bed. Wesley took a small breath and rolled onto his side, wrapping an arm around my waist.
“Am I allowed to hold you?” he pressed a kiss to my shoulder.
“Anytime you want. Oh but… we can’t be affectionate at my school. At all. Until Rory is no longer in my class. Or we officially decide to be in a relationship. I’ll have to inform the office so that they understand I’m dating her father. I’ll have to sign a paper saying that I can’t allow my relationship with you to influence how I treat her. Which I wouldn’t because I would never let my personal life influence any child I was teaching.”
“You’re a good teacher,” he yawned, “oh lord I just realized. At what point do we explain to the kids that we are… dating? Kind of dating? Considering dating?”
“Just go with dating for the love of God it doesn’t need to be that complicated. And probably tomorrow when they burst in here to wake us up. Now go to bed.”
“Alright alright, bossy ass,” he laughed.
Lacing my fingers with his, I pushed closer to him, my entire body relaxing, “goodnight… babe.”
“Goodnight honey.”
I was woken up a few hours later to the feeling of soft kisses along my shoulder and I yawned, pressing further back against Wesley.
“It’s too early,” I groaned.
“I know,” he whispered, his voice thick, “I just can’t sleep anymore. I wasn’t trying to wake you.”
“I don’t mind being woken up like this. It’s really nice,” I turned and looked back at him, “good morning. I think. What time is it?”
“About 6,” he kissed me softly, “go back to sleep.”
“Nah I’m good,” I rolled over, resting my hands against his chest, “where’d ya shirt go?”
“Are you aware of how warm you sleep? It was like cuddling with a tiny heater.”
“Oh yeah, I never realized. Sorry babe,” I laughed.
He smiled brightly and wrapped his hand around the nape of my neck, kissing me deeply, “I’m not complaining. I got to wake up next to you,” he whispered against my lips, “I’d rather get too warm if it meant I was next to you than waking up in my bed alone.”
“You’re so romantic,” I giggled and kissed him again.
“Do you like it?”
“I love it. It’s nice to be the one receiving the sweet thoughts over being the one trying to give them.”
“Is that how it was with Ashley?” he sighed softly, tucking my hair behind my ear.
“Mhm. She rarely complimented me and hated doing the same things I wanted like going hiking, camping any of that. She never wanted to go to the vacation house with me either. I mean I bought my Jeep specifically to be able to go off-roading and she complained the entire time about it not being a good family car. Arlo loves it. Oh! That was another thing. She hated his name. She let me pick, that should have been the first hint that she didn’t want our son.”
“She sounds pleasant,” he snorted, “well I love all that stuff so we can take the kids and have fun.”
“I’d love that,” I kissed him softly and he smiled, running his fingers through my hair, “it’s weird to think that Rory joining my class has led us to this point.”
“Actually,” he smiled, “the entire reason I was going to Holly’s birthday party was so that we could meet. Jerry was trying to set us up. He said something like ‘my little brother needs to finally meet someone and I think that you would be good for each other. Balance each other.’ It was really sweet. He’s talked about you nonstop since I met him.”
“He’s so embarrassing. I’m gonna kill him.”
“Oh shush,” he kissed the tip of my nose, “if he hadn’t talked about you, it would have taken me longer to get to this point. So it’s okay.”
“Well… okay,” I climbed out of bed and quickly got dressed, “I’m gonna wake up the kids and make breakfast. Join me in the kitchen?”
“Okay but first,” he grabbed my waist and pulled me back to him, “kiss me again?”
Laughing, I bent down and kissed him softly, “get changed.”
“You’re so bossy.”
“Get used to it.”
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