"I love you." I whispered into Fez's neck. He lay between my bare legs, the only thing that adorned my body was one of his baggy t-shirts. His beard tickled the sides of my thighs as we lay there in our after glow. "I love you too girl." Fez mumbled, turning slightly to place a wet kiss on my thigh.
My fingers ran over his buzz cut continuously, loving the feeling beneath my fingers, and loving the feeling of giving Fez pleasure. I felt his fingers start to trail up my thigh gently. Slowly making their way to my heat.
Turning his body in between my legs, Fez was now face to face with me. I watched as his blues eyes started to cloud with lust. His pink plump bottom lip now tucked between his pearly whites. Wrapping my arms around his neck I brought his face down to mine, connecting our lips.
Our tongues explored each others mouths, tasting the other. My hands once again found themselves roaming over Fez's buzz cut. Disconnecting our lips, Fez began to trail kisses along my neck, small whimpers left my plump lips at the action.
"Gotta be quiet for me ma, can't wake up Ash." Fez spoke, his face now inches from my heat. I nodded weakly as his fingers entered me slowly. Putain taquiner. He began to move that finger back and forth slowly, soon adding a second. A small gasp left my lips at the sudden change.
I began to bite my bottom lip harshly, the pleasure Fez was giving my starting to become intense. He continued to pick up his pace, quick then slow, quick then slow. Yet the knot I felt in my stomach continued to grow. The intense eye contact we shared made this all the more pleasurable.
"Te regarder me fait défaire." I spoke barely above a whisper, as I started to come down from my orgasm. My back now against Fez's bare chest. The feeling of his hands now running across my stomach consumed me. The cold feeling of his chain against my bare back, now enjoyable. As long as I was in his arms.
Reaching over me Fez grabbed a Black and Mild proceeding to light it. I loved watching him smoke. It was like staring at a beautiful piece of art work. The smoke slowly seeped from in between lips. Just the sight of him started to get me aroused once again.
I began to position myself on Fez's lap. My now bare body straddling his lap. He looked up at me his hands trailing up and down my thigh. Love and admiration clouding them. "Want some breakfast?" I spoke softly.
Placing the Black and Mild in a nearby ashtray, Fez flipped us over quickly. A loud giggle escaped my lips, at the roughness of his actions. He began to nuzzle his face in the crook of my neck. The feeling tickling the right side of my body.
These were the moments I adored with Fez. The moments we sit and talk about deep shit. The times when we lay in our after glow and cuddle. Not when I'm strung out begging for drugs. Not when I'm high, and Fez has to come and save me. These.
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