#mrsoverbeck

• Your height was always an issue that gnawed at you in the back of your mind. You were tall for a woman and you felt insecure about it, letting your dark thoughts get the better of you, you had always gotten attention from others because of it. Some of it good, complimentary, some of it not so good, and it felt like you were being stared at and spoken about in hushed whispers. It made dating hard for you, but you took it all in stride and had your days where you thought yourself to be a stunning creature, then other days where you hated the hand you were dealt. No matter what you tried, something always brought the negative thoughts back and it almost destroyed you.

• It had gotten to the point that you would drink until you passed out just so you didn’t have to think anymore, and that’s what you had been doing on the night you met a man. It didn’t really phase you at first, just thinking he was only wanted to be a dick, but the way he looked at you and gave you not just one but several winks as you sipped at your drink, he kind of had you blushing. He even bought you a drink and raised his in a toast. 

• And it was the legs that did him in, the man who sat at the bar with his eyes glued to you. You hadn't shaken him since. He was persistent and a little obnoxious at points, but something about him charmed you immediately, so you made him work for it since. He offered to drive you to your destination, you agreed only if he bought you a drink. Several drinks later, you were both head over heels and making bad decisions you figured you'd regret in the morning. Funnily enough, you didn't regret any of them. 

• When Ash looked at you, he didn't see anything bad, he saw this as an opportunity. "Damn baby, your legs are so long, I can climb you like Mount Everest. And then mount you. Right?" You would roll your eyes and laugh but you knew he meant every word even if it was in his own sarcastic way. It was kind of nice not having a man give a passive aggressive compliment to you because of it, it was refreshing and sometimes you even forgot to think about it.

• Ash was a man who knew what he wanted, no matter the body, no matter the woman, if you struck him and caught his attention, that's all that mattered. Your legs only added to the mix of how fucking hot he found you to be. You shied away sometimes when he asked you if you owned any skirts that would show off more of your assets, but it didn’t click with him until you had to painfully spell it out. “How the hell would someone like you feel bad about your height? Have you sseen yourself? Struttin’ around like a Vogue model with a purpose. C’mon baby, come here and gimme some sugar.”

• Your relationship grew from there and he was always so hands-on, you didn't know a man could be so clingy, but damn, you didn't mind it one bit. "Hey there, sweet cheeks, need help getting out of that? I'm perfectly lined up where I can get the best view of your ass." Your eyes rollde back so much that you thought they’s get stuck there. But Ash was someone you didn’t know you needed.

• On nights when you would give in to his wiley charms, he wouldn’t make you feel self-conscious about your height in the slightest though he knew it bothered you to an extent. He would reel it in when he knew you were having a particularly bad day, but his specialty was being a sarcastic shit, so of course he’d crack awful jokes with you to make you smile, It ended up working sooner or later. He found you to be ‘the sexiest creature on the planet’ as he would put it while his flesh hand would slide up your leg and grasp your ass. You adored the attention Ash gave you, you found it sweet how smitten he’d become and how wet he made you just by words alone. 

• He’s a smooth talker and whenever he’d walk up behind you when he was in the mood, all he’d have to do was grope your ass and speak in a lower tone, he knew how it got you excited. It only gave him an excuse to touch you more, saying how fucking smoothc your legs were, how he’d climb on top of you while his mouth would nip at your thighs as his hands groped you, it took away all negative thoughts and you only focused on the two of you. He would make you moan ans scream until you were hoarse, that way you couldn’t think about anything but the time you were having with him.

• Ash is good with his mouth, both verbal and otherwise, he likes to use his tongue on you whenever he gets the chance to, and sometimes he has to get you to bend down in order for him to kiss you, but that doesn’t bother him, he’s made it a game for himself. “Oh babe, dammit, look at that, ugh dammit.” He’d point vaguely to something on the floor and you’d be confused, asking what it was. That’s when he’d grab your face and kiss you once, twice, several times until you tried to pull away from laughing. 

• Ash is the type to take control of a situation to benefit him and yourself, like thigh riding. He fucking LOVES when you can spoil him like that and it works out for both him and you with your height. You sit perfectly on his lap, though he’ll help you out and grasp each side of your ass to pull you against him, causing that sweet friction that gets you so hot and bothered, leaking through your panties and through his pants. Don’t apologize for it, it only gets him more animalistic about you and he’ll flip you easily onto your back, allowing him plenty of time and access to your body.