C a r e b e a r s

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          We lay in her twin sized mattress. Me to the wall(the right side) and her to the open room (left side). We lay spooning as usual,her backside to me as to face to the tv. And though she is facing the tv,i can a small sliver of her face. So captivating and perfect to me. My right arm lay under the pillow we share,and by share I mean she has 95% of it in the cutest greedy way,my left wrapped around her waist firmly. Laying there like that,our breathing in harmony,her eyes on the screen,mine on her,and being able to feel her against me as a living human that I love,is admittedly my favorite place to be. Out of habit,and the need to feel skin on skin contact for safety,my hand is resting under her hoodie and shirt. My cold,bare hands had caused her to shiver upon first touch. She was always warm. I was always cold. I rub her tummy,comforting to me,I hope a sign a safety to her. I want her to know that she's safe with me. That I've got her with the intention of leaving her never daring to place a foot near my thoughts. She's very intimately watching Grumpybear down a whole pie. Her lips stretch into a smile,causing mine to mirror them. Her smile feels warm. Safe. Once fully accustomed to the feeling of my cold skin on her warm,she allows her whole body to relax into mine. And I think,this must be what it feels like to walk near an angel,because my own body eases,every problem id previously had instantly slipping away. This girl the center of my universe,the sun that pulls the earth into an orbit so that it can hold life. I realize that she's real and it causes an overwhelming feeling of love to rush over me,suddenly I'm falling off a cliff in my mind. I begin to rub up her sides. She's real and I have her. Gently around to her stomach. She's so pretty to me. I glance up at her again,she's blinking. Blinking like any regular human but not really because she's my girl and her eyes are lit up by the screen and I'm whipped. I rub my hand slowly up to her bra line,not because I want to "fuck" her,but because at this point I'm completely encompassed by her. Her beauty. My love for her. I want to hold her everywhere. I want to love her everywhere. Letting her know that I've got her. Letting her know that this is love. My index finger slides back and forth against the lining of her bra. A grey sports bra that's very soft but not as soft as she. I don't need to see her at the moment,she's covered by layers of her clothes and the shared blanket. Just feel. Just love. I slide my hand back down to her side,rubbing gently. I want to hold her forever. Have her forever. I do this for a few moments before returning my index finger to the lining of her bra. Rubbing it back and fourth I think of the things she's told me. Everyone taking advantage of her in the past. Because she's hot. Because she's well known. Because she acts tough but this girl is so sweet and kind. It pisses me off to think of someone hurting her. A feeling of sadness mixed with that overwhelming love is rushing through me ever so gently as I slide my hand into her bra. I allow my index finger to run over her nipple softly. She inhales,eyes still on the tv though I know it's not her focus anymore. My hand is gently holding the side of her boob,a slight grip as I continue to gently swipe my finger over her nipple. Slowly. Repeatedly. Her breath quickens and she scoots into me as close as humanly possible. I want to love her forever. I feel her nipple harden under my touch,a soft whine escaping her lips. So tranquil and pretty. I smile softly at her blushed cheeks. She's so perfect to me. I love when she blushes for me. I love her. I continue to gently massage her nipple,occasionally squeezing her boob. She moans in a whisper as to not wake her mother. I extract my hand from under her bra,running my hand down her body that's so beautiful to me,stopping for a moment before sliding my hand into her shorts. Her breath is rapid. I rub my index finger along her pantyline before trailing it down her thigh. She opens her legs for me so my hands can go where she needs them to be. The action,while sexual,also reassuring. This means she's safe with me. Comfortable with me. I want that forever. I love when she opens her legs for me. So ready to be touched by me and only me. I think again about how much I appreciate her and how happy she makes me. My hands rub her inner thighs,causing her to roll her body up in desperation. I allow my fingers to gently brush her clothed pussy. She's already so wet that when I lift my finger a sting of cum keeps us attached. "Such a slut for me." I whisper to her,causing her to bite her lip and let out a whine. I rub her gently,her little gasps always driving me crazy in a way no ones moans ever have. She's so pretty. I love her. I rub my hand back up her thighs. She shivers. My index finger is back at her pantyline,this time I don't hesitate to slide my hand in. I rub where her thighs connect. She's squirming softly. I then,gently and slowly,run my fingers up her pussy. It's so wet,and she's so effected. Her voice so soft,her movements so soft. I love her. I want to whisper it to her. I love you. But it's caught in my throat. I needn't blush right now,so I don't say it. Teasing her is cute so I rub my index and middle finger in a circular motion on her clit for a few moments,causing her gasps to become whiney and more needy. I slip those two fingers inside of her. Her whole body relaxes into the bed and she lets out a soft sigh. She's so warm,so wet. She's such a girl for me. The word girl driving me to feel that warm love feeling again,because this girl is mine. I curve my fingers and move them slowly in and out of her. She lets out the most beautiful noises I've ever heard. I speed up a little,her warmth spreading as well as her wetness. I want to see her face,hear her better,have her at every one of her perfect angles. I get up from where I had previously been lain. She knows what this means because she scoots herself to the center of the bed,panting frantically,legs spreading slightly for me once more. I grit my teeth as the love feeling makes me want to hold the fuck out of her right then and there. Now isn't the time for that. It'll come after I show her she's safely mine. I lay back on one side of her,her laying on her back,me on my side. I lick her cum off my fingers before sliding my hand back into her pants and panties,back into her. This time,she thrust up a little. I smile softly and look up at her,curling my fingers inside of her. She does her "Ah-ahhh" type of moan which makes butterflies very dominantly flutter in my stomach. He face is tinted a soft pink,her index finger in between her lips,eyes closed but still so fucking pretty. I come to the conclusion that her pants are too big an obstacle,and that I wanted to taste her. She also knows what it means when I get up for this second time as she bites her finger and lifts her hips. She watches me as I rid her of her pants. Blushing. Panting. Did I mention I'm whipped? I rid her of her underwear and spread her legs farther apart. The fact that she's comfortable letting me see her like this. All of her. Spread open,no clothes,soft blush,it's enough to make me feel as if I was flying. I've never cared about what a girl thought while we fucked but with her,I wasn't fucking her. I was showing her the extent of my love,showing her she was mine,and showing her she is safe with me. Though she's whining and panting,I can't help but to stop and look at her. She's so breathtakingly stunning to me. She's so gorgeous everywhere. So perfect to me. After taking a few moments to focus on each individual and perfectly imperfect aspect of her and just how wet she is,I spread her legs a little wider and go down on her in the softest way possible. Slowly,I lick up her pussy. She's always tasted so sweet. I swallow before sliding my three fingers in gently and beginning to move them softly. At this point,all shame has been discarded. She's watching me. We make eye contact as I start to lick her clit,this causing her to throw her head back and moan quite loudly for 2am. The taste still almost as sweet as her moans. Her reactions soothing. Perhaps I drive her as crazy as she drives me. She's so good to me. So good for me. I go faster,harder,the sound of her sweet moans mixing well with the sound of wet finger fucking almost loud enough to be concerning. My hearts beating fast and the live feeling is crazy. She's panting and such a wet mess for me. Her body jerking occasionally,I continue,watching her. She's so perfect to me. I don't think she could ever quite comprehend how much I love her. She lets out a loud moan and I go softer just to tease.

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As soon as we've finished,she covers her face with both of her hands. Her shyness causing me to laugh. Her blush causing my heart to explode but I don't mention it to her. I lick my fingers clean of her sweet cum and lay next to her,letting out a soft sigh. "You were loud." I tease. "Shut up." She half giggles back in a harsh voice muffled by her hands. I hand her her pants and now ruined underwear. Suddenly shy again,she runs to her bathroom with her things,and new underwear. This is so cute to me. She's so cute to me. She's always so shy after. When she comes back in the room,she's still blushing but a lot less. I lay down on the bed and she she lay next to me. I open my arms,wanting so badly to hold her as close as I can. She does exactly that,hurting her head in my chest as I rest each arm around her shoulders so my hands can play in her curly hair. My breath isn't working right and I hope she doesn't notice so I try and steadily breathe with her. For the next thirty minutes or so,we talk about everything and nothing. Laughing ugly and speaking softly. Sweet things. Funny things. In my mind I picture a day where we lay in own bed at our own shared house. I won't describe the things we talk about because our late night,after sex talks are important,sometimes deep,and something I hold so close to my heart. We go silent,not an awkward silence but a comfortable one. There. Her buried in my chest,our arms around each other,our breath together,our heart beats against each other. There. Is my favorite place in the universe to be. If I had one place to be every night for the rest of my life,it would be right here next to this girl.

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