Its nighttime at The Reader’s apartment and (Y/N) is cleaning while Juice takes a shower.
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**Disclaimer: I do not suffer from OCD so I cannot begin to imagine what it is like. Any and everything that I am writing is what I’ve learned from people I know and the internet as well as asking advice from friends who know more about it than me. If anything is wrong or inaccurate of someone with OCD, please excuse my ignorance, as I said I am asking questions to help with the descriptions but I’m sure I will get something wrong eventually.
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You had just finished vacuuming when you remembered that you left the 409 in the bathroom the last time you had cleaned in there. You debated with yourself for a moment over whether you should knock and ask for him to hand it to you, but the incessant nagging voice in your head told you that you couldn’t wait for Juice to finish showering, so you walked into the bedroom, approaching the bathroom door just as he was walking out. He had only put on his underwear, black Fruit of the Loom boxer briefs that were very generously hugging his body, and there were still residual water droplets beading down his chest and stomach that made your stomach tie itself in knots.
You gulped, the nagging voice in your head was long gone, something else was on your mind now.
Unable to break your eyes away long enough to gather your thoughts as he stood there, towel in hand, waiting for you to speak, you opened your mouth to say something but failed, closing it again and just staring back at him. When no words escaped your mouth, he dropped the towel, stepping closer to you and taking your hand in his as he held your eye contact and traced the top of your hand with his thumb.
As if he had read your mind, he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours slowly and gently, stepping closer so your bodies touched and letting go of your hand so that he could attach his hands to your hips. You hummed against his kiss, wrapping your arms lazily around his neck as he firmly pressed his fingers into the skin just under the hem of your shirt. Fireworks were going off in your head and your entire body was tingling with electricity as he deepened the kiss, capturing your bottom lip in between his lips and tugging it slightly before he kissed you again, this time his tongue darting out to trace your top lip before slipping into your mouth. You let out a small moan as his tongue explored your mouth, your fingers wrapping around the back of his head, the feel of his mohawk contrasting with the bald sides of his scalp against your palm. Slowly he moved his hands down under your butt to lift you, wrapping your legs around his waist and carrying you over to the bed, his already fully developed erection pressed against your core. You broke away from his lips, attaching your mouth instead to his neck, right below his jaw as he leaned down and placed you on the bed, breaking his neck away from your lips and scooting you into the middle of the mattress.
Climbing in over top of you and supporting his upper body with his elbows and forearms on either side of your body, he settled down in between your legs, slowly grinding his pelvis into yours as he took his turn kissing and sucking on your neck, right above your collarbone. Every move he made was calculated, careful, almost loving.
You grabbed his shoulders, digging your nails in and tossing your head back as he continued to press his lower half against you, heat was radiating from your body and you were soaking wet from all the pent-up sexual frustration you had been harboring.
Juice lifted himself so that his hands were holding him up at the end of outstretched arms that were still firmly boxing you in, holding you against the bed with his hips still rubbing against you. He leaned down and captured your lips in a tender kiss before pulling away again, “Do you want this?” he whispered, his eyes searching yours for any signs of doubt, any inkling that you might have regrets. Instead he was met with the most confident expression he had ever seen you wear as you stared back up at him and nodded, “I want you,” you husked and Juice immediately felt his stomach do a backflip, this was really happening.
He reached down to the bottom of your shirt, grabbing it and heaving it up over your body to reveal your naked torso underneath. Sitting back on his knees, he took a moment to admire your body before pressing his mouth against your left breast, kissing and licking your nipple while he palmed the other, then kissing down your stomach to the top of your pants and panties, hooking his fingers in the waistband and pulling them down in one swift motion which made you breathe out a shaky nervous breath, now being completely exposed in front of him. He reached up to grasp your hand, squeezing it and catching your eyes as he pressed his lips against your knee, kissing up your thighs to your hip bone. You let out a small gasp when he moved his lips over your pelvis, followed by a much bigger gasp when he pressed his mouth into your center, his brown eyes gazing over your body while still holding your stare as he moved his lips against your folds.
Aroused by the sounds you made, he let your hand go, moving both of his palms down your thighs to your knees and pulling them up to spread you open as he dove into you, his tongue tracing patterns throughout your core, circling your clit and alternating between flicks of his tongue and firm sucking. Your hands gripped the sheets below you as Juice’s mouth pushed you closer to climax. He inserted a finger into you, your breathing becoming harsh through your barely parted lips as you moaned at the feel of him between your legs, his digit inside you, moving it in and out while licking and sucking against your center. You lifted your hips up against his mouth, pressing your vagina closer to him and tossing your head back as he pushed you over the edge and you came with a hoarse gasp, collapsing against the mattress and panting in ecstasy.
Juice lifted himself from your center, pulling himself over top of you again and grinning down at you, still writhing with pleasure underneath him. You placed your hands on either side of his face, pulling him down to kiss you, tasting yourself on his lips.
Slipping your tongue inside his mouth, you released his face, trailing your hands down his chest and abs, palming his engorged member through his underwear. He groaned against your mouth and pressed forward into your hands as you let out a small chuckle and plunged your hands into the front of his boxers. He jumped a little at the surprise but relaxed as your warm soft hands held him and your fingers wrapped around his shaft, stroking him. He relished in the feeling of you touching him for a moment, but quickly the urge to be inside of you overtook his mind. He leaned away from your grip, ridding himself of his boxer-briefs as his cock sprang forth, glistening with precum.
Your eyes widened at the sight, he was huge, and definitely much bigger than you had anticipated. He leaned over to your nightstand and pulled open the drawer, fumbling around before finding what he was searching for and pulling it out, dragging the foil square out of the small box and tossing it aside before turning back to you.
“Hey…” he spoke softly, sensing your sudden anxiety, “…are you ok?”
Swallowing heavily, you met his eyes, “Mhmm,” you nodded nervously and he smiled back to you.
“Just relax,” his soothing voice breathed and he pressed his lips to your forehead, tearing the package open and rolling the condom on as he hovered over you.
“Are you ready?” he asked, his calm demeanor making your nerves melt away as you bit your lip and looked up at him, completely at his mercy, “I’m ready,” you answered earnestly, your hands on the sides of his arms as he leaned back down, taking your mouth for his own as he pushed himself inside of you.
You gasped against his lips as he filled you up, pushing in slowly and stilling himself inside you, allowing the two of you to savor the moment, your first time together.
He closed his eyes and rotated his hips while inside you, making you toss your head back and squeeze his shoulders tightly. Lowering himself so that your chests were pressed together, he pushed his face into the mattress beside your head as he began to slowly thrust in and out, his warm breath cascading over your ear, holding your body down with his own. You wrapped your arms around him, your hands tracing the muscles in his back that flexed and rippled as his dick moved inside your walls, massaging your g-spot with every thrust.
He was taking his time, you could feel the emotion in his every movement as you held onto him tightly, your breathing matching his while his hands roamed your sides and your thighs, caressing your skin before he pulled his arms up to tangle his hands in your hair, his mouth attaching to yours again. As he kissed you, he pushed further inside you, burying himself and causing your body to involuntarily jump at the fullness of his entire length being in you.
With his hands still tangled in your hair, he pulled your head back a little to expose your neck, licking and sucking on your pulse while he quickened his pace, coaxing a moan from your throat at the feeling of his cock touching all the right places.
It was as if you were made to fit together.
His lips left your neck just long enough to kiss up to your ear where he sucked on the skin behind it.
“You’re so perfect,” he whispered as he began thrusting a little harder with each stroke, causing you to grip his back even more tightly, your nails digging in slightly while he moved against your body. You closed your eyes as his breath tickled your ear, one of his hands leaving your head to travel down your stomach and to your clit, his thumb now rubbing it up and down while he thrusted into you.
Your mouth hung open as you tried to gasp but your breathed hitched in your throat at the sensation you felt, your clit stimulated by Juice’s hand while his dick pleasured the rest of you. A knot began to settle into your lower abdomen and you knew Juice was close to pushing you over the edge again, quickly bringing you to orgasm only this time the fullness you felt from his dick made it even more intense. You moaned your release, your walls beginning to convulse around his cock just as he began to breathlessly press his lips against your ear, a growl emanating from his chest as he struggled to speak, “Ohh.. Shit. (Y/N)… I’m about to–” suddenly the muscles in his back tensed under your fingers as he pushed himself all the way deep inside you, the tip of his length hitting the deepest parts of you and pushing past as his dick pulsated and spasmed inside of you. He came with a low moan, immediately followed by a sigh as he collapsed on top of you, his breathing heavy but his body completely relaxed.
Slowly he removed his member from inside of you, the full feeling suddenly gone, leaving you empty but satisfied as he pressed a kiss against your shoulder and stood up, pulling the condom filled with his cum off and walking naked to the bathroom to toss it in the trash. You watched him as you reached for your shirt, pulling it on. He was breathtakingly sexy and just a little sweaty, as he walked back to your bedside, grabbing his boxers from the floor and pulling them on before sitting on the edge of your bed right in front of your thighs as he captured your gaze, holding it while his hand went to rest on your hip, his thumb rubbing small back and forth lines across your skin.
He smiled at you, “Wanna watch that movie now?” he grinned, earning himself a smile back from you as you grabbed his hand in yours, hauling him down in the bed beside you, “I think I’m over it,” you smiled as he pulled you into his side and you wrapped an arm around him, your head resting on his chest and listening to his heartbeat as the two of you, completely exhausted, drifted off to sleep together once again.
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