written by nøna

word count : 1383

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There's something so sexy about the way a man smells fresh out of the shower. Ghost always refers to it as the "daddy" smell. The whole daddy deal isn't my thing, but fuck, I'd call Ryan whatever he wanted honestly. How can he be so oblivious to how amazing he looks? I watched intently as he walked out from the bathroom in only a towel. Fuck me up...

"What're you staring at?" He teased me.

"Gee, I wonder." I sassed him back, then bit my lip, "Fuck."

Ryan walked over to the side of the bed, leaning over me. My heart was pounding out of my chest. "Use your big boy words. Tell me what you want." He teased. 

"I think you know damn well." I replied, setting my hand on the side of his face.

I pulled him down to my lips. He always tastes like peppermint. I love his consistencies though. It makes our relationship so comfortable. Don't get me wrong. There's plenty of exciting moments, but I don't need our entire romance to be thrill seeking. The way his kiss sets me at ease matters the most to me. No drug or anti-anxiety remedy could compete with his soft touch. 

Ryan drew in a sharp breath as he pulled back not even an inch. "Is the door locked?"

I glanced up at his soulful eyes playfully. "No... But why don't we leave it unlocked?" 

"What if someone walks in?" He asked as I began kissing down his chest. 

"They're going to hear it before anything else." I muttered between love-bites, "If they walk in it's because they wanted to see."

"It sounds like you want them to see." 

I pulled myself off the edge of the bed and sunk down to my knees in front of him. "Maybe I do." I smiled evilly. 

It's not like it's going to hurt anyone. Our bandmates already knew damn well what goes on between us. Plus, of all the pictures Ryan's taken of me blowing him, I know he's had to have shown one to Chris by now. I've shown plenty to Ghost. Fuck knows we're both moaners too, and they'd definitely gotten a good audio show on the bus before.

Ryan's complains stopped when I untied his towel from his waist and wrapped my hand around his semi-hard cock. His size was both a blessing and a curse to me. More relaxed nights like tonight, I didn't want to deep throat him. It was too intense. I sucked on his tip, taking as much as I could without chocking myself, and worked his base with my hand. Ryan used his fingers to brush my hair out of my face for me. I looked up at him, giving my best blow job eyes. 

He laughed a little. God, he was so sexy when he smiled. Ryan gently tugged on my hair to pull my mouth off of him. He moved around me and sat down on the bed. "C'mere, beautiful." I shimmied out of my sweats quickly. Most people, I won't even walk for, but for him, I'll run as fast as I can, over lava if I have to. Ryan laid back while he waited on me to get undressed. "I want that tight ass on my tongue, now."

"And you make me out to be the kinky one." I replied.

Ryan smacked my ass as I was crawling onto the bed. "You're the naughty one." 

He pulled me by my hips, making me giggle. I loved when he got a little dominant. Not too much that I felt like a sex toy, but just enough that I felt taken care of. I started to suck his cock again once I was over him. He began kissing my thighs, making his way up to my entrance. His mouth was so warm. It was heavenly. Ryan licked up my sensitive skin slowly, then penetrated me with his tongue. He tickled me just enough to have me a moaning mess that desperately wanted more.

I always let him lead in the bedroom. Even though I wanted his cock in me already, I behaved and continued to suck his cock. This position is pretty good too, I guess. However, I was quite relieved when he gave me a little shove off of him. I fell into the unoccupied side of the bed. Ryan sat up, moving over to his knees. I got the message and got on my hands and knees. 

Ryan leaned over and gently kissed between my shoulder blades. He brushed my hair over to one side to get it out of the way. "Your hair is getting so long. I love it. It's so sexy." He mused. 

I looked over my shoulder, smirking, "More for you to pull on, Baby."

He flashed a bright smile with snicker. "My little whore." His fingertips lightly traced down my spine. "I'll make you feel good, Baby. Don't you worry."

"You never disappoint me, hhm~" I lost my words as he pressed a ring finger into me. 

He never hurt me. It would break his heart if he ever made me cry, even just a little bit. That's one of the million reasons why I love him. Yeah, he'll pull my hair or toss me around, but it's all playful. When he came to true passion, my Ryan was an expert. He was loving in his motions as he continued to stretch my out, finger by finger. Eventually he got three in and called it good.

Ryan removed his fingers and quickly replaced them with his tip. He put in as little as he could as to not overwhelm me. Not that I mind. I'd take a little force from him if he ever felt like being rough. He pushed in not even halfway before he began to massage my hips. I moaned for him to continue, and so he did. 

"Ryan, mmh~ fuck-" I gasped when he began to thrust in and out. 

I swear, he felt like he was made for me. Maybe that was a little over dramatic, but damn did he feel good. Sex has never felt this good with anyone else. He made me feel like royalty. Granted, he had a huge cock, and he knew how to use it. That was a recipe for lustful success. I fell down to my elbows as he continued to please me. At this rate, I'll be flat on the mattress soon. 

He reached forward and got a good handful of my hair. Ryan turned my head to get me to look back at him. He loved to watch me moan, and fuck, I definitely wasn't disappointing him in that department tonight. Each thrust in made me weaker and weaker. Returning his hands to my hips, he gave them a tight squeeze. It was his way of getting leverage so he could take a few deep plunges. 

"Fuck!" I screamed out as he hit my prostate, "Fuck, Baby, right there! Right there!" 

"Fuck, Ricky-" He panted out in response. 

A string of curse words and inaudible sounds were exchanged between us. The sweat was building on our bodies, and knots forming in our stomachs. I reached down and began to jack myself off. It didn't take me many strokes before I was on the edge. I could've waited longer, but I wasn't in the mood tonight. Instead, I let pleasure take me as our eyes locked. His gaze somehow made my orgasm so much more intense. 

Ryan groaned a little deeper, hearing me scream and feeling my walls tighten around his throbbing dick. He pulled out suddenly and shot his seed onto my back. His warm cum on my skin was so fucking hot. Yet, he managed to make the scene better. Ryan leaned down and licked his own cum off my spine. Fuck, he was one Hell of a man. 

I rolled over onto my side with my damp locks now stuck to my sweaty face. Ryan moved and laid down next to me. He brushed away a little of my hair for me and kissed my forehead, telling me once again how beautiful he thought I was. I smiled to myself, snuggling into his chest.