We both met online and I was bored and in a writing mood.. considering we’ll probably never meet, this is the closest we’ll get lol.
It was a snowy winter night. Our street was colored a dark navy blue shade. The street lights fluttered on as the sky grew darker in color. The deep vibrant yellow from the lights illuminate the street creating a cozy contrast.
We reach the door to our home, both our coats covered in flurries of delicate white snow. Our faces are numb and tinted a slight pinkish color, my nose especially. You open the door and I turn on the light in the entrance area. We each let out a sigh of relief making it back home from our outing. We each take our coats off and hang them up as the snow starts to melt into them making them a bit damp. To be sheltered inside walls and away from the gusts of powdery white snow-wind makes us instantly feel warm and saved from the bitter weather outside. We take off our shoes, letting the dawgs out. And leave them neatly in the entrance area as they form a small puddle of water also from melting snow. I waltz over to the couch and flop face down into it, burying my face in the cushions. You smile slightly at the display of my exhaustion before heading into the kitchen. You turn the burner on and start to brew some sa(black tea.) You watch it come to a boil, the dark liquid bubbling in the pot before you. You let it do its thing for a while before adding in a pure white liquid that disturbs the darkness of the black tea, otherwise known as milk. The two mix together creating a creamy tan color. You prepare two mugs and pour your concoction through a strainer.
Voila.
Two warm cups of freshly brewed sa(black tea). You add in sugar to our preferred sweetness level before carrying both of the mugs in either hand toward the passed out woman on the couch that you happen to know. You place the mugs on the table in front of her. You leave the room and return shortly with a blanket, which you drape over her. You sit beside her and enjoy the silence for a moment wondering when and if you should wake her up.
A smirk grows on my face as I smell the tea and feel you sat by my feet. I plunge myself upward, sitting up and facing you. “Oh my, for me…?!” I say dramatically before reaching for one of the cups- correction- before attempting to reach for one of the cups. I’m off by a couple inches, frozen for a moment in defeat before you pick up the cup and bring it in my grasp for me. “Yes, for you.” You reply with a bit of a laugh. I make a face at you before taking a sip, feeling the hot contents drizzle down my throat, making me feel warm. You take a sip as well from your cup, feeling satisfied, you let out a sigh. A good sigh, y’know like one of the ones uncles make after they drink some good sa(black tea.) I lean in towards you wrapped in the blanket, you put your arm over my shoulders and I nuzzle my face into your chest. You start to slowly feel my arms move and my hands inch toward you before you suddenly feel what feels like straight up ice touch your bare stomach from under your shirt. “What the fu-” you almost fall off the couch yanking yourself away from me as I have an evil expression on my face, I laugh at you. “Mother******* how the **** are your hands still that cold??” You look at me in disgust and I blow you a kiss in return. (Sorry. Cussing’s not allowed in fanfiction.)
You make me hold my mug for a while, letting my hands warm up to normal human temperatures.
“Now…let’s try that again.” You grab my now warm hands and place them on your chest. I smile, delighted to get a second chance. I move my hands upward and cup your face, a hand placed on either side of your face. I gaze at you for a moment before kissing your cheek. My lips are warm, soft, and hydrated from the drink. “Thank you for the tea. It was lovely.” You smile and kiss my lips. “You’re lovely.” I adjust myself and sit on top of you, in your lap. I kiss you back, “you’re loveliest.” You wrap your arms around my torso pulling me into you, you bury your face into my chest this time and I look away embarrassed a bit. “Mmm…this spot is always warm…can’t say the same for those nasty hands of yours though..” I look down at you insulted, “how dare you diss my hands!” You grab onto one of them and kiss the back of it gently. “I would never actually mean it.” I blush slightly and force away a smile. You notice me do that and chuckle slightly, which ends up making me have no choice but to smile with you now. Damn..bro got that rizz fr. Your laughs and chuckles are so precious.
We sit there awkwardly for a moment before I suddenly lift up my sweater, taking it off and throwing it off to the side. You stare at me confused at the sudden action. “Wha..? I was hot…” you shake your head, “nope that’s fine with me.. Just fine.” You stare at me in my burgundy lace bra. You plant your face in my chest again, feeling the warmth and softness. Meanwhile your hand hooks onto the back of my bra as you start to undo it. I sit there in silence letting you. You unclasp it and slip it off before laying me on my back on the couch. I halt you from going any further, grabbing onto the ends of your sweater, pulling it off and throwing it off to the side. You stare at it blankly as it lands in the middle of the room. You return your gaze back at me. “…we have to be even..” I mumble, blushing. You smile at me again before going in for another kiss, starting at my lips and trailing down to my neck and collarbones. My chest feels tight but warm as I feel the heat from your lips on my body. You deepen your kisses, leaving trails of saliva, you bite down softly on some parts wanting to leave marks. “Mmh..” I let out a little noise each time. You make it down to my chest, you cup one of my breasts with your hand, squishing it slightly, doing the same to the other before placing your mouth on one of my nipples. You kiss, then lick it, swirling your tongue around it gently sucking on it. “Mmnh..” you feel my thighs shift against each other slightly. My nipples are hard but the areolas and the rest of me is soft and warm. My chest is moving up and downward as I take deeper breaths through my mouth. You bite down slightly and I let out a higher pitched noise and shift my knee upward into your crotch slightly. I want to apologize for the sudden movement but I start to feel what I’ve touched with my knee. I rub my leg against you purposefully now, feeling your firmness. I manage to make you let out a faint noise, catching you off guard. You stop what you were doing to me and I sit up a bit, starting to undo your pants. The metal clinks from your belt and I pull it out tossing it to the side, “..hm..could use that for later..” I mumble, before continuing and unzipping your jeans. I help you pull them off and stare at your bulge through your boxers. I lift up a finger and go to poke it but you grab my wrist stopping me from doing so. You glance down at me, “what happened to even-ness?” You grab onto my waist line and slowly pull down my skirt and tights, leaving me in my panties. The color of them is darker at a spot in the center, letting you know that they’re damp. I resume and reach out my hand to touch your…
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