#nowhereboy

He hummed softly at the little kiss, smiling and enjoying the nuzzling that followed, the feeling of her warm against him so sweet and familiar He looked over at the clock on the bedside table, seeing the time and letting out a groan, “6:30… we’ve gotta get up, luv”

"Why? … it’s Saturday,"

He chuckled softly at her question, but he also knew John and the others would be over to practice and be expecting them “Because we’ve got to practice today… the boys will be over later…” He told her, his hand still moving through her soft hair

"… when do her boys ever arrive for practice earlier than half eight,"

He chuckled again, knowing she had a point, the others weren’t exactly known for being on time, hell, he knew he wasn’t exactly great for being on time either “Yeah… good point… we’ve got a couple hours, I suppose… but we should probably get up soon….” He relented

"Ummm did you want to use the window?"

He chuckled again at her sleepy question, loving how funny she could be in her sleepy state

“Are you asking me if I want to jump out the bloody window, luv?”

"… Merely asking if you want to climb out my window and into the garden so you can enter the house through the front door. So when the guys arrive they don't know you spent the night there."

He paused for a moment, thinking about it, it wasn’t a terrible idea, and it would avoid getting lectured by John about the two of them spending the night together “Yeah, guess that’d be a good idea… as long as you’re willing to help me get in through the window from the garden,” he told her, a slightly teasing tone on his voice

"Or… you could go the other direction and just as the boys come upstairs to John's room, you could come out my room in you’re underwear fully embracing it and enjoying the bragging rights?"

He almost groaned at the thought, he could just imagine the reaction of the other lads, if he walked out of her room in his underwear, the way the others would react, particularly John, would be hilarious, and he definitely enjoyed the thought of having bragging rights, especially over John “Christ… that’s a fantastic idea, luv” He told her, a satisfied smirk on his face

"Umm then I can come to give her kisses while you’re practising"

He chuckled again, and the idea of her coming to give him kisses while he was practising was almost too much to bear, it’d be so distracting “I don’t think I’d get much practising done if you were giving me kisses, luv”

"Would you complain?"

He paused for a moment, pretending to think about it, as if it wasn’t obvious that he wouldn’t complain at all “No… I don’t think I would” he told her with a slight smirk, knowing that she'd see straight through his feigned uncertainty

she giggled and pulled him closer into more kisses

He chuckled softly, the tone of her giggle sending tingles through his body, he was happy to be pulled into more kisses, loving feeling her body press against his, he loved her so much, sometimes it was hard to believe she was real, that she was his, He continued to return her kisses, his hands moving to her waist again, his fingers gently gripping her hips as he kissed her back softly, enjoying the familiar feeling of her body against his, loving the way her skin felt against his, how perfect it felt to have her in his arms

"So… what should we do till the boys get here?" she smirked

He chuckled, loving the smirk on her face and the slightly cheeky tone of her voice, he had a good feeling what she had in mind, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t want it too, “I’m sure I could think of a thing or two to pass the time…” he told her with a sly grin

"So can I," she smirked and shifted them a little till she sat over his hips again "Shall we?"

He groaned softly as she shifted to straddle his hips again, his hands gripping her waist tightly as she sat on top of him, he could feel his heart begin to race a little and he knew that he wanted her so badly “Christ… yes, please…” He managed to get out, his voice already starting to sound a little breathless with wanting her

"But quiet this time, people are home" she whispered as she shifted her hips a little "ohhhh someone had a nice dream" she smirked at the obvious morning wood

He cursed internally at how good it felt having her hips shift against him like that, and he knew that his dream had very much helped contribute to his current situation “Yeah… yeah, I… had a nice dream… a very nice dream…” He replied, his voice coming out a little breathless as he felt her move against him

"what was it about?" she cooed moving her hips a little against him but not yet letting him inside

He groaned and his head fell back a little against the pillow as she moved again, the feeling of her so close to him but not yet letting him get what he wanted was torturous, he needed her so badly but he wasn’t sure he’d last much longer “God… don’t make me say it, luv…it’ll embarrass me…” He told her, his voice coming out a little ragged

"if you don't tell me, he can't come in" she giggled

He groaned again, a frustrated noise falling from his mouth, of course, she would make him say it first, he should have known this is what she’d do, but goddamn, he wanted her so badly that he’d be willing to do practically anything for her, and he definitely did not want her to stop “It… it was about you…” he finally admitted, his face feeling a little hot as he admitted it out loud

"And what happened?"

He paused for a moment, trying desperately to remember the details from his dream, but it was surprisingly hazy now, and all he could remember were snippets and sensations, he knew she wouldn’t let him get away with just giving her vague details “you were on top of me… just like you are now… and I was… Christ… I can’t remember much, luv” He admitted, feeling a little self-conscious about how much he’d already forgotten

"Tell me" she whined

He let out a frustrated growl, part of him not wanting to say any more because it’d be so Goddamn embarrassing, but the other part of him wanting so badly to keep her happy and have her continue, finally he caved and gave in, deciding it’d be best to be completely honest with her “Goddammit… please don’t judge me for this… ok?” He started, his face feeling hot as he spoke

"I promise"

He took a deep breath before continuing, still feeling a little self-conscious about saying his dream out loud, and he knew she wouldn’t actually judge him for it, but that didn’t stop the feeling of embarrassment

“Right… well… you were straddling me, just like you are now… and you were riding me… quite hard… I remember that bit vividly, luv…oh and I was making you feel good… I remember that too” He swallowed before continuing, his face turning a deep shade of red at his own admission, but he knew her wouldn’t stop until he told her everything “I remember how you felt around me, and how much I wanted you … and I remember how you … how you … God, this is embarrassing…” He trailed off, his voice coming out a little ragged He groaned as he felt her begin to shift on him again, the feeling almost taking his breath away, but he still wasn’t done admitting the details of his dream yet, he knew she’d refuse to give him what he needed until she had all the details “I remember… I’m pretty sure you came… I remember how perfect you look when you cum, and how… how…” He trailed off again, feeling his cheeks turn hot “… and how hot it is when you cum…” He finally managed to complete the sentence, the last part coming out in a low, raspy voice, his breathing ragged and his face red with embarrassment, but he still knew that her weren’t done with her questioning

she giggled "Hummm… I think I had a similar dream"

He paused for a moment, he couldn’t help but be a little surprised that she’d had a similar dream as he’d had, and he couldn’t deny that he was suddenly very curious about the details “Christ… really?.. you dreamed about that too?” He asked, his voice a mix of surprise and interest

"I did, almost the same… except your hands were tied to the bed"

He let out another frustrated moan as she revealed the difference in the dreams, and he felt his heart begin to race at the image he got, but he also began to feel the tiniest bit of trepidation at the thought of having his hands tied to the bed and being completely at her mercy “Bloody Christ… you had a similar dream but with me tied down?” He asked, his voice coming out a little hoarse, his entire body suddenly feeling hot with desire

"Mhm," she nodded as she finally let him inside "Just a silly dream," she cooed starting to move

He let out a strangled moan as he finally felt her sink down onto him, the feeling so perfect he could have sworn he saw stars for a second, he instinctively grabbed her hips, his fingers gripping tightly, his body already tense from how good it felt “God…. Christ….. it’s… luv… that feels so good……” He managed to get out, his voice sounding slightly strangled but his tone full of how much he was enjoying it

"Ssh." she reminds him "My mum will be making breakfast downstairs, and John might be next door"

He groaned at her reminder to be quiet, the last thing he wanted was to have John or her mum come upstairs and discover them, he knew that’d be a disaster. However, it was getting increasingly difficult to keep quiet as she started to move on top of him, he had to force himself not to moan loudly each time she shifted just right “I… I’m trying… but it’s… Christ… it’s so hard to stay quiet… you feel too good……” He managed to get out, his voice coming out as a strained whisper

she giggled and made sure to be slow but purposeful trying to give him the most pleasure, quickly, but without making the bed make too much noise

He let out a breathless whine at the way her were moving, the fact that she was moving so slowly was doing a good job of making the bed less noisy, but it meant that she was teasing him by not giving him what he desperately wanted at a faster pace. He knew that she was doing it on purpose to frustrate him, and he was slowly losing the ability to keep quiet, all he could manage were breathless little whimpers each time she moved against him “Y/n… please… faster… I need…. I can’t…..” He managed to get out in a broken whisper

she giggled "Awww my poor baby"

He groaned again, frustrated and impatient with how slow she was being, he was getting desperate, all he wanted was for her to move faster, but she kept teasing him by continuing to go so slow “Goddammit luv… please…. I need you to go faster… please…. I’m begging you …” He whined, sounding a little more desperate

she grabbed her pillow and put it between the bed and the wall starting to move faster the pillow muffling some noise

As soon as she increased her pace he let out a strangled moan, the tension in his body starting to build at the need to increase in speed, and the pillow between the wall and the bed was doing a good job of muffling the sound of the bed moving, however, it wasn’t doing much to stop his gasps and groans of pleasure “Christ…. Y/n…. that’s…. Oh God… that feels…. So good…..” He whispered, his voice still strained but his tone full of pleasure

she giggled taking his hand and moving it between her legs so this would be enjoyable for her too

He groaned as she moved his hand between her legs, and he began to gently press his fingers against her clit, circling it slowly, all the while still enjoying the feeling of her moving on top of him “Y/n… you feel…. So good…. I want you so much…. Christ…..” he whispered, his voice still coming out as a mixture of a gasp and a

she gasped and whined getting faster as he touched her

As he heard her gasp from her, he knew he was doing a good job at pleasing her with his fingers, he continued to circle her clit, his touch becoming faster and more desperate as the tension built inside him, he wanted to hold on for her but he wasn’t sure how much longer he could take feeling so good “God…. luv… you sound so good…. you feel so good….. I need you …” He whispered into her ear, his voice still strained but his tone full of how much he was enjoying the feeling of her

she bit her lip "…. Fuck it-" She groaned moving at the pace she had last night,

He let out a strangled moan as she suddenly started moving faster, it felt so good he could barely think, all coherent thought seemed to leave his mind and he couldn’t stop the gasps of pleasure and the low moans that left him with every move her made “Christ….. luv….. God….. you feel…. So, so, so good…. So beautiful… so perfect…..” He managed to get out in broken, ragged gasps

"Keep going… please-" She begged holding his hand in place

He continued to keep his fingers moving against her, pressing against her clit and listening to the gasps and moans she was letting out, he could feel his own tension building as she went, but he wanted to see her come first, he desperately wanted to see her reach her peak and hear her come for him again

“Y/n…… I’ll do anything you want…. I’ll keep this up as long as you want…. I need you to cum…..” He told her, his voice still breathy but the tone full of how much he wanted her to cum,

she gasped already clenching around him as she moved

He felt her start to clench, and he knew that they were close, the feeling making his heart race and his own tension continue to get higher, his own breathing laboured from how good it all felt “That’s it…. That’s it luv… let go for me…. Let go… I need to feel you … I need to see you her…” He managed to get out in a broken, stammering gasp, the tone of his voice thick with how much he wanted her to come

"I'm about to-" she whined trying to keep moving as she was on the edge

He let out another groan, desperate to keep her going since he knew she was so close, his hand on her hip squeezing tighter, holding her down onto him “Yes… God yes…. Don’t stop…. Just keep going….. you’re so close……” He said in a broken gasp, his tone almost begging her to keep going

she whined and moved her hips at the same pace doing her best as her legs trembled, before she clamped her hand over her mouth to muffle her scream and she froze up completely her back arching as she clenched and squirted down him

He didn’t have time to register her clamping her hand over her mouth, before suddenly clenching him so tight and completely freezing up, he let out a broken moan as her orgasm washed over him, his own back arching and his hand gripping her hip so hard he was sure he’d leave bruises. It took everything he had in him not to cry out in pleasure, but he eventually managed to make nothing but a strangled gasp, “God….. y/n….. that was…..” He couldn’t manage any more than a few broken words, his body and mind completely overwhelmed by how good that felt

"Did you -" she gasped

He let out another strangled moan as she asked that question, feeling his body tense as he realised he was still so close, but now he was just as desperate for release as she had been a moment ago “No… not yet… Christ….. but I’m so close… I need you so bad……” He told her breathlessly, holding desperately onto those last few threads of control he still had

she moved his hands to her hips letting him move her

He immediately took control once his hands were on her hips, holding her firmly he started to thrust up into her, his eyes focused on her face, his breathing ragged and laboured as he continued to feel so close to the edge “God….. I’m not going to last long……..” He managed to get out, his voice tight and strained, struggling not to just completely lose control and let go

she gasped and moaned against his neck as she was becoming beyond overstiumulated now,

He continued to thrust into her, trying to keep his pace steady and not let himself go too fast, the feeling of her moans against his neck was driving him crazy, and he knew he wasn’t going to be able to keep control for much longer “God…. luv… I’m gonna cum… I’m so…….. close…. I can’t….. I can’t hold….. hold back much longer….” He managed to get out in a strangled gasp

she nodded biting his neck

He completely let go of the last scraps of control he still had as he felt her bite his neck, he let out a ragged moan, and gave one last strong thrust up into her, before he completely fell over the edge and came, arching his back and holding her down against him, his head falling back as he groaned her name through gritted teeth

y/n gasped and collapsed "Fuck-"

He felt her collapse down on top of him, and his arms immediately came up around her, holding her firmly against him. He took a few deep breaths trying to calm himself down, and managed to get out a few broken words “God…. luv…. Jesus Christ….. that was….. that was incredible……” He told her, sounding winded and exhausted, but still enjoying the feeling of her lying on top of him

"I have an opinion…" she gasped

He took another deep breath, finally starting to get his breathing somewhat regulated, and when he was certain he’d be able to speak more or less properly he replied “Go on… what’s your opinion, luv?” He asked curiously, his arms still around her, holding her against his chest, his body still trembling slightly from the orgasm and the exertion of it all

"Riding. is best."

He actually let out a soft laugh at her statement and response, it was such a simple answer, and yet it made perfect sense to him. He let out another soft hum as he thought about it, still holding her close in his arms, enjoying the feeling of her on top of him, and he had to admit he agreed with her “I have to agree with her on that one, luv… God you look incredible when you’re in control like that…..”

"something about coming while riding… is better somehow"

“You’re right… it just feels…. More…. It’s so good…..” He agreed, his voice still coming out a little breathlessly, “I love watching you cum as you ride me, feel you clench when I’m so deep… fuck! It’s so good luv!”

"The issue is if you don't rub on me then it doesn't feel like anything"

He chuckled softly at her remark, and he couldn’t help but agree with her. When her were the one leading and in control, it was up to her to make sure she was getting everything she needed, which meant making sure she could find a good way to rub against him “That’s very true… but I don’t mind one bit…… I think I like you being in control a lot…..”

"Hummm… so tier list is currently riding, is best, missionary is second," she nodded

“That’s very true… I’d agree with that list…..” He agreed, still holding her close against his chest, and he had to admit he was feeling a little tired now from how good she’d both made each other feel

"We need to try standing and bending over next." she smiled giving him a kiss before she climbed out of bed and began getting dressed for the day into her little white lace panties,

He had to hold in a moan as she mentioned bent over, unable to stop the thought of it already popping in his head as he watched her get dressed, the image of her bent over in those white lace panties already starting to drive him crazy

“That sounds good to me… over the bed… in those little panties? Ummm I am very excited,”

"Then feel all you like," she cooed,

He let out another moan as she spoke, his lips and teeth moving to her neck, sucking and biting against her skin as his hips ground against hers, the feel of him rubbing against her through his clothes almost too much to bear, "I want to do more than feel you"

"Hummm something else that starts with F I bet" she giggled

He let out a small huff of laughter against her neck at her little joke, shaking his head a little "Oh you’re a tease" He spoke before biting her neck again, one of his hands now moving to the buttons of his trousers. He looked down at her, her excitement obvious on her face, the little gasp she let out at the sound of his trousers being unbuttoned making his breath hitch, he looked at her for a moment before speaking again “you want this? You want me to do this?”

she nodded biting her lip hard her eyes glued to the sight of him undoing his trousers, her body squirming against him as if she couldn’t wait to feel him against her

“you have no idea how good you look right now” He managed to undo his trousers and pushed them and his underwear down a little until they were around his upper thighs, pulling out his stiff and begging cock,

she squealed with excitement kicking her feet like an excited child,

He chuckled again at the way she kicked her feet, looking down at her with a little smirk on his face as he spoke “Excited are we?” He moved his body further against her, his naked flesh rubbing against her, the feel of it against her drawing a little gasp from his mouth

she squealed arching her back and biting her lip hard "Mhm," she whimpered

He groaned biting on her lower lip, her body showing signs of how badly she wanted him “God, you’re so eager aren’t you?” He spoke as his hips pushed against hers again, pushing the tip against her entrance, almost a tease

she gasped hard trying not to squeal at the feeling

“you like that?” He spoke in a low voice against her ear, his breath coming out in a soft pant against her, his hips slowly rocking against her, pushing himself against her but not quite entering her yet

"I do... but its mean," she whimpers

He chuckled again against her ear as he heard her call him mean, the chuckle coming out as more of a huff, his hips still moving against her “You think I’m mean?” He asked in an almost sarcastic tone, even though his own body was aching with the want to be inside her right at that moment

"you know I want you inside," she begged innocently

Hearing her say that sent a rush of heat through his body, his blood getting hotter at the thought, at hearing her actually plead for it, his hips starting to grind against her just a little harder

“I do know that” he spoke against her ear, his voice gruff with desire, his own body aching “You’ll have to ask again.” He spoke in a whisper against her ear, his hips still moving against her, his body almost begging to enter her, but he knew how good it got when he made her ask for it, he wanted to hear her say it, he wanted her to beg

"Please," she whined "Please... please paul," she whimpered arching her back "Please... he looks so good but feels so much better, please... I was ever such a good girl wasn't I? can't her give her good girl her reward now?" she begs all innocent

He groaned against her as she arched her back and begged for him, his eyes almost rolling into the back of his head at the sound of her calling herself his good girl, her voice so innocent and yet so needy, he could barely stop himself from giving into her there and then “God, you are tease” He groaned, his breaths coming out as quick pants against her ear “You really want it?”

"Yes Please..." she begged

“Since you asked so nicely” He huffed out, his voice thick with desire, he felt a little desperate now, the heat from his own body was like a fire under his skin, he needed her more than he had ever needed anything else before “you’ll get what you’ve been wanting so badly” His voice came out in another pant against her ear

He looked down at her, her back arched as she squirmed and begged for him, her body shifting against his, he grabbed underneath her thighs,

“you want this, don’t you?” He growled moving just the tip inside her,

"So so badly" she begged

He groaned again, his body twitching at her words, he needed her so much now, he didn’t know if he could tease either of her any longer, he needed to give her what she was wanting so badly “I’ll give it to you, I promise” He panted against her ear, “But you have to do one more thing for me”

"Yes?" she whimpered

He looked down at her, her body squirming against his, he couldn’t believe that even now she were this eager for him to give her what she wanted, his body was almost aching with the need to do so, but he needed her to do this one thing for him first “I want to hear her say my name when I give it to you” He spoke in a huskier voice, his eyes on her

"Ohh I will" she nodded biting her lip

He groaned again at her words, his hands squeezing her thighs even more, his eyes drinking in the sight of her beneath him, her body arching and squirming, begging for him to give her what she wanted “Good girl” He almost growled, his breath coming out in a pant against her ear, his body almost trembling with the need for her he groaned against her ear “Say my name” He said again, his voice thick with want

"Paul... Please" she begged

He groaned low and deep at the sound of her saying his name, it sounded so good on her lips, and now that she said it the way he’d wanted to, the way he’d needed her to, he couldn’t keep her waiting any longer, He finally started to move, pushing himself into her slowly, almost gently, but he couldn’t control

she screamed his name throwing her head back

He couldn’t help himself as he pushed into her, not being able to hold back the moan as she screamed his name and threw her head back, the sound of her doing so making him shiver a little, He started to move, his pace starting out slow, trying to start out gently to give her a second to adjust, but he had to hold back his hips to stop himself from driving into her too hard and fast, but ‘God it was too good’, he let out another deep groan against her ear.

she moaned his name and “Yes!” over and over with every moment

He groaned again as she moaned his name with every forward drive of his hips, his breath was coming out in quick uneven pants against her neck, and he was struggling to keep his control, his whole body beginning to feel like it was on fire with the need, he was so close… he needed her to tell him she was close, that she was going to cum, “you’re close… aren’t you?” He managed to pant into her ear

"Yes! paul please!" she begged clawing her nails down his back

He groaned as he felt her nails digging into his back, it would probably leave little red marks tomorrow, but he didn’t care, the feel of her desperately clawing at him only made him more excited, He started moving his hips in a sharper, deeper rhythm, his pace quickening a little, the need to feel her reach her release almost overwhelming him

The sound of her becoming so desperate and losing any control to hold back her moans, the way her jaw dropped open and her eyes rolled back like she had lost all ability to think or do anything except feel what he was doing to her, the sound of her screaming and almost sobbing at the pleasure he was giving her was sending chills through his body, his heartbeat quickening as he could feel her getting closer to the edge

The sound of the bed banging against the wall, the headboard making a rhythmic thump against the wall, the sound of the legs of the bed scraping against the floor along with the sound of her desperate and incoherent moans, the sound of her screaming his name, it was becoming too much for him

His hips began to move with more force, his pace quicker and faster, moving against her almost relentlessly, he was so close, that he almost couldn’t hold back any longer

she clawed at his upper arms wrapping her legs around his waist, her body trembling as she let out breathy mindless begs of desperation clearly meer seconds from her edge and begging him to make sure he didn't stop and leave her so close,

The feel of her legs wrapping around his waist, the sound of her begging him to not stop, pleading with him to let her reach her peak, the way she held on to his arms with her hands, clawing at them as if holding him as closely as possible was the only thing that could help her find her release, it was more than he could handle, he could feel his own edge coming

“you’re so close, aren’t you?” He managed to pant into her ear

"I'm about to-" she squealed, before she was cut off by a moan that could only be described as animalistic her head was thrown back, her eyes rolled back and water, her back arched and her fingers dug into his upper arms, her whole body trembles and she clunches around him squirting down him and the bed as she reached the highest of highs of her pleasure

He grunted at the feeling of her tightening around him, her body trembling and squirming as she reached her orgasm, the sound she let out almost animalistic, it was almost enough to make him follow her over the edge, He gave a few more deep, hard thrusts of his hips before his own release hit him, his head dropping down to her shoulder as he let out a moan of her name, almost guttural and full of pent up pleasure. He collapsed down onto the bed, his body resting down onto hers, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath, his skin was now slick with a light layer of sweat, his eyes closed and mind almost blissfully blank except for the feeling of her underneath him

she gasped rhythmically, her chest moving fast as she lay utterly mindlessly "Fuck-" she gasped

He couldn’t help but be amused at her simple response, he huffed out a small laugh against her, his breath still coming out a little unevenly “Yeah… that was uh…” He trailed off, he wasn’t good with words, especially not right now, he couldn’t think of a word that could accurately describe what just happened

"you okay?" she asked

He raised an eyebrow at her question, he almost laughed again, he definitely wasn’t the one who needed to be asked if he was okay “I’m fine… it’s you I’m worried about” He said, still a little breathless, he moved to rest on his side, so he could look at her

"I'm fine." she gasped "ugh- thank you," she said

He felt his heart flutter a little at how innocently her said thank her, even though there was nothing innocent about what had just happened between the two of her

“you’re welcome,” He said back, a small smirk on his lips as he spoke “you’re so cute”

John rolled his eyes at both of them and crossed his arms, “What do you want?” John said in an annoyed tone

"oh? Am I not allowed to come down the corridor and see what you’re up to now?" She asked her hands on her hips,

John groaned quietly before continuing to speak, “I didn’t say you couldn’t. I’m saying that you are clearly here for a reason,”

Paul was sat silently in the desk chair, listening to the two of them bicker,

"fine, a young blossom named Alice is on the phone for you downstairs."

John’s expression changed immediately to one of excitement, “Why didn’t you just say so?” John said before quickly rushing out of the room to head downstairs,

"hi" she smiled,

Paul smiled back at her, still feeling the tingle on his cheek from where she touched it, “Hi” he said after a moment, shifting awkwardly in the chair,

"I liked your song" she smiled leaning on the desk beside him, "I've liked all your songs, I can hear them in my bed through the wall"

Paul chuckled and smiled, feeling his stomach turn slightly at what that statement meant. He could feel himself blushing again and his heartbeat was slightly quicker than normal “You- you can?” He said with a smile

"mhm," she nodded,

“Do you enjoy hearing them?” He asked,

"Very much so," she nodded,

Paul smiled, holding eye contact with her for a moment, before suddenly looking away, trying to control the blush that was covering his face “Oh… well I’m glad you do,” he said with a little bit of a mumble,

she chuckled "You know, whenever John does one of his lady phone calls or... Perhaps he is just too hung over to want to work on stuff, you’re welcome to still come over, you can come hang out in my room if you want?"

Paul looked up and nodded, his heart almost stopping. He could hardly believe what she’d just offered, but tried not to get his hopes up too high “Really?” He said, looking at her with a stunned look in his eyes

"mhm" she nodded "maybe you can play me a song... In my bed next time you visit," she smiled playfully fiddling with his hair but purposely not breaking the small curl he had done in the front,

Paul felt his breath hitch for a moment when she touched his hair, the sensation sending tingles through his body. He wasn’t used to anybody touching him like this. Nobody else was as gentle with him as she did. At her suggestion he blushed again and couldn’t think of any response immediately “Oh… I umm…” he mumbled out, trying to find the words to say

John slowly headed up the stairs and came back into the room sitting back on his bed which made Y/n draw her hand back,

Paul looked over to where John was sitting and internally cursed. He didn’t want the moment between the two of them to end. He didn’t want her to draw her hand back from him, but he knew he couldn’t say that out loud

"your lady give you whatever information she needed too?" Y/n asked John

John smirked and nodded, running his hand through his hair, “Of course she did. I got exactly what I wanted from her” he said,

"I'm sure you did, well you gentleman enjoy the rest of your music time," she smiled, "bye Paul," she cooed giving Pauls cheek a kiss, "bye cousin," she chuckled once again messing up John's hair before she left going down to her own room just down the corridor,

Paul barely had time to process her kissing him before she’d already left the room. His heart was beating fast, and his cheek was practically burning. He subconsciously raised a hand to his cheek and placed it where she had kissed it just a moment ago, trying to hold onto the feeling

John smirked shaking his head before looking over at Paul, an almost knowing look in his eyes "... You eyeing my cousin there?" John asked

Paul could physically feel his heart skip a beat when John said that. He quickly darted his eyes away from where the door was and tried to make it seem like he hadn’t been staring at the door the whole time, “What!? No… what are you talking about” he mumbled out in an attempt to deny it

"mhm" John nodded slowly clearly not believing him

Paul was beginning to panic slightly now, not wanting John to know that he liked her. This could very quickly lead to embarrassment and a broken nose, “No I wasn’t” he said forcefully, trying to seem very convincing

"Alright," John chuckled "I'm going up to Alice's in a bit, she got a new dress... She's dying to show me"

Paul couldn’t help but roll his eyes slightly once John said that. He knew exactly what John was going to do when he got to Alice’s house “Yeah… I’m sure she is” he said in response,

"you know this is kinda great..."

Paul tilted his head, looking at John with a confused look on his face “What is?” he said,

"we won't be fighting over groupies, if you're piping my cousin. At least we know we won't be hitting the same girl at any point. It's great I can have Alice, and Lisa and the other groupie girls and you can have Y/n"

Paul blushed furiously. He wanted to deny what John was saying but couldn’t, because he knew it was true. He did fancy her. “Well.. not that anything is.. happening with us..” he mumbled trying to hide the real feelings he had for her

"yet." John smirked "Being her down the dance hall on Saturday for our next show and you'll have her in the back bathrooms before you know it"

Paul’s heart missed another beat at John’s words, and his stomach twisted in nerves. He couldn’t stop himself imagining what it’d be like to have her in his arms and alone in the back of a bathroom. It was the ideal scenario… He quickly tried to control himself, not wanting to give John the satisfaction of confirming he found her attractive “Yeah… maybe..” he mumbled

"Alright, well I'm off to see Alice. You staying here or heading home?"

Paul looked down for a moment, considering which option to choose. On one hand, it’d be nice to head home and relax, but the other option would mean he’d possibly get to spend some time alone with y/n, “I think I’ll stay..” he said finally,

"Alright," John nodded putting a comb his hair and bathing himself in aftershave "You know the drill lock up behind you post the key through the mailbox"

Paul nodded to John and watched as he readied himself to go to Alice’s. He already found himself looking forward to having the house quiet and being alone, knowing that she’d be just down the hall

Paul sat in the room for a few quiet moments, listening as John left the house and hearing the door shutting, leaving Paul completely alone in the house, apart from you. He could hardly believe that John had just left the house without realising what would most likely happen when he was gone

Y/n gasped her fingers gripping his shirt a little

As Paul’s hand grazed over the material of her silk panties, he felt his breath hitch in his throat, the feeling of her panties against his fingers, feeling the material that was the only thing covering her flesh was too much. He had to bite back a moan of desire and he couldn’t help but grip her thigh a bit tighter, his eyes glazing over

she whimpers slightly as his hands stoke the silk gasping against his neck

The sound of her whimpering sent bolts of desire straight through him, his head spinning from the sound and the way she was now gasping against his neck. He moved his hand further up, feeling the material of her panties under his touch, desperately needing more of her against him, more of her close to him, more of her to touch, more of her skin. He slowly began to trace his fingers over the material of her panties, feeling the way the small scrap of silk felt under the pads of his fingers, the urge to touch her skin beneath it overwhelming him. He could feel himself start to reach his limit, the feeling of her against him, the way she was letting him do this, and the sound of her gasps against his neck was nearly too much to process

she whined as he fully took the silk in hand pressing his palm and fingers to the fabric and exploring every inch, she whined and whimpered against his neck her breath hot and jagged her hips slightly squirming as she tried to move her thighs closer together

Paul’s brain was completely shutting down as he felt her thighs involuntarily squeeze together around his hand. The feeling of the silk against his fingers while he gripped her underwear, the way she gasped and panted against his neck, the way her breath ghosted over his skin, it was all almost too much to take. He was hanging on by a thread and was seconds away from breaking He found himself completely losing himself to his desires now. Without even realising what he was doing, he started moving his hand back and forth over her silk-covered flesh, his breathing becoming faster and more uneven as he did so. He needed more, more of her skin, more of her body, more Y/n!

she gasped and whimpered as he did this almost moaning softly choking them back "Paul... What are you going to -"

“I don’t know…” Paul gasped out as he continued to rub his hand over the material of her silk underwear, the feeling of it under his hand and the reaction of her body to him too arousing to deny. He couldn’t think straight anymore, he was acting purely on instinct now, and all he wanted was more of her, more of her gasps and her whimpers, more of her body responding to him. he kept his hand up her dress and moved more purposely learning her likes by her whimpers and soft choked moans, she gripped his shoulder with her hand her head in his neck blushing hard, his other hand on her hip keeping her squirms under control forcing her stillness, he pushed her thighs a little wider making her whimper

Paul felt like he was going insane. The sounds that were coming from her were driving him wild. Every gasp and whimper and moan that slipped out of her was sending his head spinning, and he couldn’t get enough. He needed more, he needed her to say his name, to call out for him, to beg him for more. He continued to rub his hand over the material of her underwear, applying more pressure as he did so, feeling the way her body responded to the friction, the way she let out gasps and whimpers and moans as he touched her. He could feel his body growing more and more hot as she panted his name into his neck, and his hand on her hip continued to keep her still, moving his hand to push her thighs more making her open for him completely

she looked up at him the picture of ravishable innocence, on her bed with her legs forced apart, sitting on his lap, her face red, gasping so much her chest was almost bouncing out her dress, her hip being held tight, his hand up her dress against her panties, she began kicking her feet against her sheets as her only outlet given he was holding her still unable to squirm,

He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight of her on top of him. the way that her body was under his control, it was the most beautiful and erotic thing he’d ever witnessed, He continued to stroke her, his hand pressed hard against her, desperate to draw even more sounds and gasps out of her

she whimpers out his name just as he feels the silk of her panties getting wet

As he felt the silk grow wet under his touch, he groaned involuntarily at the sudden change, his hand pausing for a second before continuing to move and rubbing over the material, feeling the wet silk under his hand, the sound of his name on her lips driving him insane. He needed to know that he could do this to her, that he was the one making her feel this way

"Paul please... I-" she gasped embarrassed form the feeling

Paul couldn’t get enough of the way she looked and sounded. The way her cheeks were flushed and her chest was heaving, the way she whined and gasped as he touched her, the way her body responded to him in a way that she seemed so embarrassed by, it was all so erotic and it made him even more needy than he had been before He moved his mouth to her ear and began to whisper, “Please what?”

"Please... Stop I..." She gasped but it was obvious she didn't want him to stop

His lips curled into a smirk at her begging. He could feel how desperate she was for him not to stop, how she wanted him to keep touching her and making her whine and whimper, He gave her a little squeeze, his hand still rubbing the material of her underwear, his voice becoming huskier “you want me to stop?”

"it's too much - i-" she gasped letting out a full moan when he squeezed

He couldn’t help the moan that left his lips at the sound of her moaning like that, her full voice letting out her pleasure as he squeezed her. His whole body ached for more, and his hand continued to move slowly, pressing down and rubbing her, his lips going to her neck to whisper in her ear again “Too much? Why is it too much?”

"it's too good" she whimpers against his neck red with embarrassment

Paul’s breath hitched again at her answer. He was enjoying this too much, seeing her like this, sitting on his lap, squirming and whimpering as he touched her, the way she was embarrassed but clearly loving it, wanting it more and more even though she was acting like her didn’t He continued to rub and press against her, his lips now on her neck, kissing and sucking against her skin “It’s too good? I thought you wanted me to stop”

"I do but i-" she gasped clearly too overwhelmed to speak

Paul was enjoying this so much, listening to her gasp and whine, her words almost impossible to get out because she was too overcome by what he was doing to her

He continued to kiss her neck, leaving small little love bites against her skin as his hand continued to rub, “But you what?”

she just moaned and pulled him closer as he gave her love bites, opening her legs as wide as they would go on his lap showing him she wanted him to continue

His hand began to grow more fervent in his actions, rubbing against her over the silk of her underwear, his mouth now right next to her ear, “You’re such a good girl”

she moaned back at this statement shifting her hips almost to ride his hand

Paul felt his own breathing and his heart rate increase at her shifting her hips against his hand, her body responding to him as he touched her, grinding against him as he continued to press against her over the silk material, his mouth still next to her ear as he spoke “That’s it, that’s my good girl”

she whimpered and moaned almost mindless to the pleasure she felt

He couldn’t get enough of her, the way she was squirming and whimpering, practically mindless to the pleasure he was giving her, her body reacting to him in this way, it was so erotic and yet so addictive, he wanted to see how much more he could draw out of her, how much more he could make her moan and gasp and whine for him, His hand kept moving over her, rubbing the silk, his teeth now nipping at her ear lobe

she moaned loudly in his ear, her body trembling on his lap,

The sound of her moaning in his ear only made him crave her even more. He needed to feel her falling apart against him, he wanted to keep her on his lap and make her whine and gasp for him, to pull as much pleasure as he possibly could out of her, He began to suck and bite against her earlobe as his hand continued to move against her, pressing and rubbing harder and faster against the silk covered skin

she squealed as he grasped the silk and forced them down swiftly and efficiently leaving the panties hung around her ankles as he returned to touching her now she screamed and moaned far louder, her feelings now obvious from her physical reactions,

he couldn’t help but gasp at the sight of her. As he placed his hand back against her, he felt her body almost jerk against him, the sounds of her moans and screams getting louder and more guttural He groaned and muttered under his breath “God, you’re perfect” He began to move his hand faster, against her now bare soaked flesh, feeling the way her body responded so eagerly to his touch, the way she pressed against him and squirmed on him, her screams and moans almost driving him insane, his mind growing hazy with desire and need He continued to mutter against her neck as he did so “So perfect for me”

“Paul!” she screamed his name and kicked her feet against the sheets, arching her back as he sat in his lap, pressing her chest out absentmindedly

He couldn’t stop himself from letting out a moan of his own at the sight of her arching her back, her chest pushed out. The sounds that she was making was almost doing him in, his body was aching with need, his hand moving faster as he rubbed her, “That’s it. That’s my girl. Scream my name”

She began whimpering and squealing bitting on his neck to give him love bites to silence herself from the edge she was clearly close to, his other hand moving from her hip to cup her chest through her dress to torment her more but she was so lost she didn't care

He groaned as she bit and sucked on his neck, her body shifting in his lap against his hand, the feeling of her body writhing against him driving him mad with need, the way her moans were getting more guttural and louder, the way her didn’t even try to stop him or slow him down He began to feel her chest out through the thin material of her dress, feeling how soft and heavy her breasts were, his mouth now on her neck as he began to kiss and suck on her skin, his breath beginning to come out in short gasps, his mind so clouded with desire he could hardly think straight “That’s my girl” He whispered against her skin “You’re close, aren’t you?”

she nodded with a whimper

He could feel how close she was, the sounds coming from her were getting higher and needier, her body almost trembling against him like she couldn’t keep herself still, her hips pushing and grinding against his hand, seeking the friction and pressure against her body "You want to cum for me, don't you?" He continued sucking on her neck, his hand still moving in the same fast, tight circles against her

she nodded between moans

He smiled against her neck, her body was practically begging for him to push her over the edge, "I want to hear her say it." His voice came out in a low growl against her skin, his breath hot and ragged against her ear

"Please... Paul... I want to..." she whimpers

His hand continued to move against her, his breaths against her neck coming out in pants, his voice thick with desire as he spoke against her skin "Good girl. So good. Begging for me... saying my name like that" His voice was now a gruff whisper against her ear "Let go for me"

she shook her head "no... not like this..." she begs

He was a little surprised by her words, his hand pausing from the circles it had been moving against her "Not like this? What do you mean? What do you want?"

she giggled pulling his neck to bring his lips to hers in a hot and heavy kiss, while kissing she dragged him down with her so she laid on her bed with him now over her "Please... Please..." she gasped as she pulled back "Not your fingers."

He barely had time to react when she spoke he felt his mind go completely blank for a few seconds, his brain unable to form a coherent thought "You... you want me to-" He was barely able to form a full sentence, his mind completely overwhelmed by the image of her on her back beneath him, panting and desperate

she nodded "Please..." she begged, laid on her back against her white sheets, panting, her chest almost falling from her dress, much of her petticoats around her waist, her knees up playfully and almost invitingly as if she was waiting for him to push them open and ravish her

He could hardly breathe as he looked down at her, He let out a shaky breath as he hovered over her, his hands on the bed on either side of her body as he fought to control himself enough to speak, "Are you sure?"

"Mhm," she nodded biting her bottom lip

Paul came closer to the foot of the bed where she sat and paused. He honestly hadn’t thought this through. In theory, it seemed like a good idea to come to her room and spend time with her, but now he was here, he didn’t know what to do, He leaned against the vanity, his hand resting on it and his eyes on her “What were you reading?” he asked, trying to get the conversation going,

"grim fairytales, it's for my literature class."

Paul smiled, still a little bit nervous. This was the first time he’d been completely alone with her, and he had no idea how to behave, He looked up at the horror and monster movie artwork on the walls hoping to spark discussion, “you uhhh like horror movies?” he asked

"I do,"

Paul chuckled, smiling at that. “I’ve never met a girl who’s into these things before,” he said, thinking out loud

"I think most girls are far too... Pink and primrose, most girls in my classes just want to go to the cinema to watch Elvis on the newsreels"

Paul couldn’t help but roll his eyes when she said that. It was all very true. Most girls just wanted to swoon over whoever the most popular heartthrob was, and he had seen many newsreels involving Elvis. “I agree with her there… pink and primrose is a very accurate way to describe them” he chuckled

"I think I prefer being dark and rose-like with sharp thorns" She smiled, briefly baring her fingers like claws and growling a little “Rraw” At him,

Paul smiled at the way she’d described herself, finding the imagery quite fitting. He found himself becoming more and more enamoured with her, but tried hard to keep that fact hidden “I think that sounds much more interesting than pink and primrose,” he said in reply

"I think so too" she chuckled "I take it John's off to see Alice and her undergarments?"

Paul chuckled along, rolling his eyes when she mentioned Alice. “Yes, unfortunately, he’s gone there now, to do exactly that,” he said in a slightly annoyed tone

"I see, well her welcome to stay as long as you like" she smiled

Paul smiled in response, his heart beating faster at the prospect of spending the evening with her, away from John “Yeah… I’d like that. I’d like that a lot, actually” He fiddled with his hair, the nervous excitement starting to show through

she smiled "Have a seat, at the vanity or..." She suggested briefly tapping her bed

Paul felt a tingle of anticipation at her suggesting that he sat on her bed, a little surprised that she was being so forward with it, He stepped forward and sat down on the bed, feeling the soft sheets and letting himself sink into the mattress slightly

As Paul situated himself on the bed, his thoughts began to wonder as to what this would potentially lead to. It was the first time he’d been on her bed, and the first time that they were alone together, with no fear of John walking in on them. A small but excited feeling filled his stomach at the possibility of what could happen. Paul leaned back slightly on the bed, shifting so that he was sitting with his back against the wall. He didn’t know if it was the right thing to do, but in a moment of bravery he patted the empty space next to him, inviting her to come and sit next to him,

she chuckled and shifted slightly closing the gap between them, their legs touching, feet dangling off the side of her single bed, backs against the wall, shoulder to shoulder,

Paul could hardly believe how close she was to him, how her side was practically pressed against his. It felt amazing, but he was trying not to get too excited. Even their legs touching was sending tingles through his body, He tried to control his breathing but was struggling to keep cool and stay composed He looked over at her and watched silently for a moment, his eyes taking in the way her hair fell forward over her face and the way her soft skin glowed in the light He wanted to say something to her, but his brain felt fuzzy from having so much of her body pressed against his. Paul had to stop himself from sighing out loudly from the sensation

"You alright?" She cooed

Paul was shaken out of his thoughts when she spoke to him and nodded slowly in response. He opened his mouth to speak but his mind had gone a little blank. All he could think about was how nice it was to be this close to her “Yeah… I’m good” he finally forced out, sounding a little bit strained

"did you want to put a record on? Sit in silence? Or... you could coming play something if you wanted, unless you’re tried.” She smiled, “Which is fair you and John have been strumming away the last like four hours"

Paul realised that he was feeling slightly tired. All the strumming on his guitar today had worn him out a little, and he was feeling a tad fatigued now. He yawned slightly before turning his head to look at her again “Playing might not be a good idea right now. I think I’m kinda tired” he admitted sheepishly

"Alright," she smiled shifting across her bed grabbing a soft gentle song on a record and setting It up to play slow and low for just a gentle background music to play before she returned to his side "No worries you rest those poor working fingers" she cooed taking his hand,

Paul’s breath hitched in his throat as y/n took his hand. He just stared down at their intertwined fingers with wide-eyes, his heart beating fast in his chest at the fact she’d just taken his hand in hers own so easily, He wanted to say something, to comment on how nice it felt, but he was speechless, so all that came out of his mouth was a faint exhale of air

she smiled playing with his fingers and giggled a little as the callus' on his fingers from his guitar, "aww you poor thing do they hurt?"

Paul had to try hard to control himself when she played with his fingers, the action almost sending a shiver through him. It was a small and innocent act, but it was affecting him far more than he cared to admit, He was a little embarrassed at her comment about the calluses on his fingers and shrugged, trying to seem indifferent about the whole thing “They do… a bit” he mumbled

"ohh noo" she cooed taking his hand closer and kissing his calluses and string cuts on his fingertips "That a little better?"

Paul just about stopped himself from moaning out loud, He’d never experienced something so affectionate before, and it was taking all his willpower to keep his composure, He was almost rendered speechless by the fact that she was kissing and caressing his rough and blistered fingers, and he had to blink hard to get his brain to work again “Y…yeah better…much better”

"good" she smiled intertwining her fingers with his and holding his hand in hers against the sheets and their own legs,

Paul gazed down at the intertwined fingers, marvelling in how perfectly her hand fit against his. Her fingers felt so soft and smooth against his rough skin, and he was struggling to process the fact that her hand so casually and easily held his hand. He tried so hard to control himself, to try and act like this situation was normal, not wanting to ruin the moment, but his heart was beating so hard he was certain she could feel it through his hand. He slowly and subtly moved himself a little bit closer to her, enjoying feeling her body against his. The only thing separating her skin from his was the fabric of their clothes. He felt every point where her skin met his, and a warmth spread through him, starting from his chest and going down to his stomach. He tried to remain composed but it was getting more difficult to control the thoughts he was having

He felt an immense need to touch her. To feel her skin properly, without the barrier of clothes. He wanted to hold her close to him and feel the heat of her body, to have as much skin touching, to have her wrapped up in his arms and against his chest. He wanted to kiss her more than he had ever wanted anything before

As Paul’s thoughts spiralled he realised that he was starting to give into the urges he was feeling. He couldn’t help himself when he very slowly began to move his fingers so that they were tracing circles over her skin, barely registering the movement but feeling the electric sensation at the feel of her against his hand

she giggled and smiled at his fingers before she shifted a little and rested her cheek on his shoulder with a sigh of joy

Paul’s heart stopped completely. Her head on his shoulder was almost too much to take. The way her hair brushed against his jaw and the way he could smell her perfume, her hair, her skin, all of it was sending tingles through his entire body. He felt the need to have more of her, to hold her closer to him and have her body pressed against his. He tried to force himself to stay still, to stay composed and keep his hands from moving away from hers in favour of wrapping them around her and pulling her into his lap. He took in deep, even breaths to try and calm his rapidly beating heart, but he knew that it was a futile attempt to keep himself under control

"her cosy and comfy, I could just fall asleep right here" she cooed

The word “cozy” coming out of her mouth was enough to make Paul’s toes curl. Even the thought of her staying in his arms and falling asleep against him was enough to make his breath hitch. He desperately wanted her closer now, he needed to have her held in his arms, and to have her head lying on his chest. He knew that it was time to take a risk, and that if he didn’t do something soon he would probably explode out of excitement. He very slowly and cautiously began to move his hand from hers, gently pulling away from her grasp

she whined a little when he moved his hand away

The whine her let out when he moved his hand was almost the breaking point for him. He wanted her to whine for other reasons entirely, to plead and beg and to look at him with pleading eyes He wanted to do things to her that he never dreamed he’d do to a girl before. He settled his hand awkwardly on her hip.

She giggled as it ended up on her hip, she shifted a little to be more comfortable her head now more against his collarbone than his shoulder

He slowly began to use the hand on her hip to guide her across the bed, gently bringing her onto his lap, she whined a little at being moved clearly cosy where she was, her hip shifted and she slightly whimpered realizing where he placed her, as she sits now with her head on his chest, her legs across his, her feet on her bed, sitting on his thigh, When she shifted on his lap and he felt the weight of her body against him he realised what a huge step this was. Having her sit on his lap was almost a fantasy come true, and he was enjoying the feeling of her soft body against his, her head on his chest, his hand around her hip

she giggled a little looking up at him "Hi"

He looked down to meet her gaze and smiled back at her “Hi” he breathed

"Is there a reason I've been moved over here?" She asked raising her eyebrow

Paul’s hand, which was currently around her hip, gripped her a little tighter as she asked him that question. He had to think quickly to try to come up with a reason for how he’d moved her onto his lap, that wasn’t “I just really desperately wanted you as close to me as possible and couldn’t control myself” “I just… wanted you to be more comfortable” he said, sounding slightly strained, not realising how his hand was holding her against his thighs

she nodded nuzzling into his neck a little bit,

Paul felt as though he was in heaven. Y/n had her head tucked into his neck, her legs were over his, the feel of her body against him was overwhelming his senses, and he loved every second of it, He began to run his hand from her hip across her thigh, his fingers tracing up and down, feeling the soft material of her dress, his breath catching in his throat as his hand continued to move over her, He tried to control himself as he continued to stroke her thigh, his hand still tracing circles and lines over the material of her skirt and he was revelling in every second of it, how her body was pressed up against his, it was almost too much his hand stroked up and down her thigh feeling the soft cotton, the warmth of her skin, the way the petticoats sat under the dress, she giggled as his hand met her knee the warm skin with only the sheer stockings between them.

Paul’s hand felt like it was on fire when it reached the skin of her knee covered only by her stocking. His breath hitched in his throat as he felt the way her skin was so warm. The feeling of her stocking for the first time like this was almost too erotic and only made him feel more excited, The fact that he could feel her knee against his fingers, could feel her body, and then could feel the sheer fabric of her stockings was almost sending him into a frenzy of desire. He had to bite his tongue to keep from making an incoherent moan at the sensation of her being here like this with him, against him

"Everything alright?" She cooed pressing a kiss to his jaw

Paul had to stop himself from letting out a gasp as she kissed his jaw, the feeling of her lips against him making his head spin. He was having a hard time controlling himself, to not pull her completely onto his lap and start having his way with her right there and then.

He exhaled shakily before looking down at her “Yeah… everything’s good” he forced out through his strained and excited voice

she nodded and nuzzled a little closer petting his shirt with her fingers,

Paul’s breathing had become ragged as he slowly slid his hand up her leg, under her dress and petticoats, the feeling of her warm thigh against his hand as he went nearly driving him over the edge. He knew that he was pushing his luck, that he was taking a huge risk by putting his hand up her dress, but he didn’t care. He was desperate to feel all of her, to have his hands all over, to take it further

Y/n didn't really notice as she was so cosy and sleepy, and by the time she noticed pauls hand was completely up her dress the hem of her dress was around his mid-forearm, and she gasped "Paul!"

He was so lost in the sensation that he didn’t realise that she’d noticed his actions until she gasped his name, He looked down at her with a sheepish look, realising he’d been caught. And he couldn’t really explain his way out of his as he sat on her bed with the hem of her dress almost to his elbow, He should have been sorry for going too far, for being too eager, but he didn’t. He just gazed down at you, the feeling of his hand on her thigh over her stocking nearly overwhelming him

"enjoying yourself?" She chuckled

Paul’s hand slowly began to move back and forth again, caressing the silky warmth of her thigh, his breath coming out in ragged gasps as he did so He had to control himself from moaning at her question, his brain struggling to work as he tried to string words together “Immensely” he croaked out

she chuckled and laid her head back on his chest "Alright then"

His fingers continued to move along her leg, tracing across her stockings, the feeling of her so close to him, the way she was sat atop him, the way she was letting him do this, it was nearly going to send him over the edge. He needed more, he needed more of her, but he knew he had to be careful or else he’d risk scaring her away. His hand suddenly met lace on her mid-thigh finding the top of her obviously thigh-high stockings, beyond the lace was nothing but bare skin…