Lone Wolf.

I was curled up in a ball, my long limbs almost dangling off the edge of the bed. I breathe deeply through my nose as I nuzzle my head into whatever it was propped up against. I felt so warm and at home in my own body for once.
Opening my eyes slowly, I realize I'm laying horizontally across the mattress, my head resting on Serena's gentle stomach. I sit up sheepishly, seeing she was still sound asleep. I almost forgot I'd spent the night. After the whole incident before, I'd tried so hard to keep my hands to myself, in spite of her soft kisses throughout the day. We made out for what felt like hours, and I never got tired of her mouth on mine. I could live with it.
Even if my body couldn't. I'd suck it up and deal.
I watch her as she continues to snore softly. I never wanted to hurt her, and if that meant making a small physical sacrifice, then so be it.
She stirs, rolling onto her other side. I chuckle as she takes the wolf plush in her arms, huddling it into her chest. It was pretty cute, but I couldn't help but want to be in those arms. I longed to be that close and pressed to her body.
I bite my lip and let my lips brush beneath her ear. She was beautiful and smelled so so sweet.
Serena giggles when I reach her neck, reaching into my hair. "What are you doing there? Need something?"
"Mmhmm," I mumble as I pull her hair back. "You."
She opens her eyes to look up at me and blinks. Her soft features looked stunning with the bit of light pouring in. As usual, her irises shone a brilliant blue.
Lying on her back, she smirks. "Me? What could you possibly want from me? Are we having a redo?"
I furrow my eyebrows as she strokes my cheek. "That's not what I meant. I just wanted you to open your eyes."
"They're wide open."
I grow nervous under her gaze, despite being the one looking over her. She held so much power in that single look that it rendered me powerless.
I'm about to speak when there's a distant sound that makes my ears prick. It was like the sound of feet hitting the pavement.
A knock. Then another. Serena was either too focused on watching me, or just didn't hear them. "What is it?" she asks, waving a hand in front of my hand. I bring a finger up to my lips so she'd be quiet.
There's a click, one we both hear and she races over to her window. "My dad's car isn't in the driveway," she mumbles. "Who could-"
"Serena? Where you at, sis?"
She drew in a breath, all but running to me and shoving me off the bed. I land roughly on the floor but I was out of sight from anyone who opened the door.
Sure enough, I hear it swing open a moment later and then, a deep chuckle. "Thanks for answering the door."
"I-I didn't hear you knock," she says, sighing. "Hey. It's good to see you."
"Good to see you, too, ReeRee," he mumbles.
"What are you doing here?"
I hear the sincere smile in his warm voice. "Well, I wanted to pick up some old records. I couldn't find them so I figured I'd look here. I also brought-" There's a brief pause. "-these for you."
"Oh my God," Serena gasps, taking whatever it was from him and making it crumple. "Where the hell...how'd you manage to get your hand on these?!"
He laughs before I hear the bed shift and stiffen. He was close enough that I could smell his minty scent. "I remembered mom would always get them for us," he explains softly. "I looked in a few stores until I finally stumbled across some. She always made sure to get you an extra one since it was your favorite."
There's a solemn silence and I hold my breath.
"Thank you," she whispers. "I, uhm, I actually think I have all your records in a box in the attic. I did some cleaning up around there and thought you'd want them back eventually."
"Thanks, sis," he says lightly. "I'll just go up to grab em and get out of your hair. Where's pops, anyway?"
"Fishing trip," she says casually, as if it were no surprise to either of them.
"Ah, right right. Well, I'll see myself out." I see his feet from under the bed as he stands, making the bed shift once more. The door shuts softly and I let out a sigh of relief.
Serena makes her way around the edge of the bed and grimaces. "Sorry," she whispers. "I didn't think he'd just stop by unannounced."
"It's okay," I mumble, rubbing the back of my head and stay on the ground just in case. I could hear his footsteps overhead, and I wait until they've crept closer. He pokes his head in quickly to tell Serena he was leaving and she joins him to the front door. I hear the same click from earlier and stand, sitting on the bed. Serena comes back into the room, laughing at the look on my face. "What's wrong?"
"You booted me off the bed. Don't want me to meet your brother that bad?"
She rolls her eyes. "That's not it. He's as protective as my dad sometimes, he'd probably kill you if he'd found you in here."
I nod. Granted, it wasn't the most ideal place to introduce yourself to your girl's family, but it would have been nice to officially meet him. Was I really calling her my girl?
A blush spreads across my face and Serena giggles, climbing into my lap. "Alone again."
Rolling my eyes, I point to the bag on her dresser. "What did he bring you?"
"Just some candies," she says, smiling. "They were my favorite when I was little. Wanna try some?"
I chuckle. "Maybe later. I'm not big on sweets."
"Hmm," is all she replies before trailing down my neck. My hands move to her waist as I clench my jaw. She's been relentless, even with my mini freak out yesterday. It's like it didn't even effect her.
"S-Serena," I breathe, her lips moving back up and lingering near my jaw. I could feel the excitement rising in my chest as she places her hands on them. She grinds lightly and I groan, but freeze when she kisses close to my ear. I don't know what it was, but whenever she got anywhere near, I wanted to pin her down under me and give into the beast begging to be released.
"I have to pee," I blurt out, afraid of losing control with her. She drops her hands and huffs before moving off of me. I rush into the bathroom, leaning against the closed door panting. I grip the slight bulge and swallow thickly, willing myself to calm down. I couldn't keep going on like this.
But knowing Ser, I would be.
~
Serena had to go into work, so I joined her, buying a book and lounging around reading it until it was time for her to go on her lunch break. I took her out to a nice little restaurant with gourmet sandwiches across the street. It all felt astoundingly normal. We even held hands across the table top as we ate, talking occasionally.
I ran some errands afterwards, announcing that I'd be back later to pick her up before giving her a long kiss. The entire time I was away, my thoughts were on her. Of her, with her. I wanted to turn right back around and be with her, but I forced myself to let us spend some time apart. I didn't know how I was going to bring up the fact that I was a touring musician constantly on the road.
After she was off her shift, she smiled at me waiting in the parking lot. She climbs in, dropping her bag and wrapping her arms around my neck as her lips brush against mine. I melt into her, my hand sliding up her back. I could feel my shoulder blades tingle as her own hands slipped down them.
"Hi to you, too," I murmur, drinking her in. Her usual black hair looked the slightest bit on brown at the roots in the setting sunlight, and the freckles on her skin peppered across her nose as she grins. "Ready to head back?"
I nod and drive off. Our fingers lace together naturally, like two lost pieces of a puzzle finally being put together. Everything about us just seemed to...fit.
After parking on the side of the street, I follow Serena up the steps to her house, letting her tug me along into her room. She shuts the door behind her and I almost stumble backwards in surprise when her mouth crashes onto mine. My arms loop around her waist, pulling her firmly against me as our lips move together softly. Her body folds into mine perfectly and I try to remind myself not to get lost in the haven of her embrace.
"John," she breathes, tugging on my shirt. "I...I want us to try again."
My eyes widen. She wanted to do this so soon? Hadn't last time scared her at all?
Feeling my jaw twitch, I clear my throat. "I-I...are you sure that's a good idea? Darlin', you know what happened before. I don't want to hurt you."
"And I already told you," she whispers, staring into my eyes desperately. "You won't hurt me. Wanna know how I know you won't hurt me?"
She backs away slowly, and I watch dumbfoundedly as she pulls her shirt over her head and drops her shorts, stepping out of them. My eyes rake over her body as I try to even my breathing. A warmth spreads down my spine and I clench my fists. I wouldn't let it ruin this for me. I wouldn't let it stop me from looking at how beautiful she was.
"H-How?" I huff in low voice. I couldn't stop taking in her body. I wanted to trace her curves with my hands, with my mouth.
Serena smiles, biting her lip. "You're still standing there."
I blink, my gaze falling back upon her face. She approaches me again, resting her hands on my shoulders gently. My heart was pounding in my chest and the blood was ringing in my ears.
Her lips rest on mine, making my body buzz. My eyes are trained on her as she tugs on my shirt and leads me with her toward the bed. She sits back and I follow in an almost trance, unable to break away from her tantalizing blue eyes. We climb back further up the bed and not once could I look away.
Pulling me down, she reconnects our lips and my tongue swirls along hers, relentless as I pour all the fervor I could into the kiss. She sucks in a breath and I lean over her, gripping the sheets as our mouths battled for dominance. We kissed as if we could fuse together, her hands gripping at my shoulders beneath my shirt. I let out a sift snarl, my teeth biting down on her lip but quickly releasing it. She pulls me back down and deepens the kiss from before, arching her hips up and making me more and more desperate for friction.
Our ragged breaths mingle together as our bodies twist, pressing against the others for a bit of relief. She lets out the sweetest of gasps when I dig my hips into hers. I capture a moan, my fingers tangling into her hair. My tongue became more greedy, lashing against hers and exploring her mouth. I feel her pushing up my shirt and yank it over my head, throwing it aside roughly so my lips could meet hers again. I knew I should stop while I was at it, but my body wasn't under my control anymore. My body had a mind of its own, and my brain was too entranced by her to care.
"Serena," I mumble, moving past her chin to the hollow of her neck. Her smell and her taste was intoxicating.
She whimpers and tugs on my hair. "Please."
Just like so many times before, her simple quiet plea was enough to make me lose it. I growl, taking her face in my hands and clash my mouth onto hers. She gasps as she digs her nails into my back, her knees pressed close to my side. I reach for her legs and wrap them around me, my hand glued to her thigh. The other delves beneath the fabric of her panties, a small heavenly sound falling from her lips. I groan as I devour her neck, my cock straining painfully in my jeans.
She seemed to sense this and rolls on top of me, grinding lightly against my hand before climbing off to unbutton them and yank them down, only making me even harder. Her hands slowly peel back my briefs, gasping at the size and looking up at me. Having her face that close was making me throb.
Serena bites her lip, massaging me slowly for a moment, causing my hips to stutter and a hiss slipping out of me.
"One more thing," she whispers. She releases the ties from the canopy and lets the drape fall around us, enclosing us in our own little world. When she climbs back into my lap, I sit up, tugging down her underwear and panting, squeezing her ass in my hands. She moans and threads her fingers into my hair as I continue to knead at her skin. Leaning down, I let my lips brush against her hips before skimming up between her breasts. Serena bites her lip, reaching behind her and letting her bra straps fall as she unclasps it. She removes it and I'm awestruck. I blink up at her beauty, the light cast by the soft lamp and fairy lights setting a soft glow over her glorious skin.
I tense as she straddles me, unable to keep my hands from running over her body. Her head falls back as I hold her round breasts in my hands.
Her eyes close and I slide my hands down her sides until they're at her hips. She felt hot in my hands as I slide my length between her folds.
"Oh God," she breathes shakily. "J-John."
I watch intently as I pull her on top of me, her back arching as her thighs clench. I have to bite back a groan from how good she felt.
She sinks further down and begins to move slowly. My fingers tighten around her waist, grabbing a hold of her as she grinds her hips, moving in slight circles. We were both a panting mess and we were just getting started.
My hands move up her back, sinking into her skin and groaning. My body felt ready to combust.
"Fuck," she gasps and I pull her down roughly as I thrust into her. She moans out in pleasure, urging me to do it again. I keep up the pace, bucking up as she bounces in my lap. All the while my hands run over her luscious skin, memorizing every line and curve. My fingers dance along her sides, causing her to shiver as she falls back slightly. I hold her up, grunting with almost every thrust. I slow down to grind her on top of me and grind my hips. She whimpers and I growl, slamming back into her. "Yes," she moans. "Yes!"
I watch her hungrily when her body begins to tremble, moving a lot more erratically. I guide her along, the pleasure building tightly in my stomach. Our bodies were now damp with sweat, and I knew that meant only a few more blissful moments before we came down from this addicting high.
"Harder," I hear her whine, her nails biting into my thighs. My gut pangs and I buck into her with a deep moan. I could do it again and again and I would never want to stop.
"Oh m-my God," she pants, moaning. She leans forward, laying on top of me with her hands on my chest for support. My hips were relentless as my cock brushes deep inside her. Her jaw goes clack, her mouth in a small o and eyebrows furrowing. "Oh fuck, John, I'm, I'm-" She cries out, whimpers and moans leaving her in a stream. I drink in the sound, hissing as I continue slamming into her. My hands move to her back, gripping it tightly before rolling us over. She was pinned under me just like I wanted her and I let our a growl as I let out lips clash. She moans into my mouth, my hips slapping against hers. "You feel fucking amazing," I grunt as I kiss her hungrily. My hands lace with hers as I pant, feeling myself inch closer and closer to the edge.
"Fuck, baby," I moan, circling my hips. She moans weakly as she begins to thrash. "J-John!"
Growling, I pull out and grab her legs to place them on my shoulders. I ease back into her quickly, desperate for release. I let my thumb rub against her clit as I thrust repeatedly, the filthy sounds filling the room and making me snarl. Serena's toes curl and she twists before letting her hands come down on the sheets.
"John!"
Her back arches and it was enough to bring me to my end. My hips stutter and I muffle my groans and grunts into her neck, every part of me shivering as I try hard to fight off the burning in my bones. It felt like falling, my body going through never ending flips until it fell into place with hers.
She whimpers as I remove myself and gently cast her legs down almost limply onto the bed. I watch worriedly as she struggles to catch her breath. That was probably too much.
"A-Are you okay?" I mutter, feeling the guilt wash over me.
"Yes but no," she pants. "Jesus. I...I had no idea you were so...wow."
I swallow, rubbing the back of my neck. "Was it that bad?"
"No! No, John, that wasn't bad at all. It's not that you're bad at sex. It’s just...too much….my body is just like 'no, do not touch' at one time. Slower. Literally move slower.”
I cock my head to the side, confused at her last statement. "Er..? I thought..Shit." I huff. So my speed was the problem. It made sense; she didn't have as much stamina as me and probably couldn't endure something that long. I run a hand through my hair and shake my head. "I'm so sorry."
"Don't be. It's just that girls can’t take that much that fast…It's too much," she repeats.
I nod in understanding, swallowing thickly. She could see the disdain on my face and chuckles, sitting up and brushing her lips against mine as she clutches my neck gently.
"Think of it this way: you're an eleven on a one to ten scale." Smirking, she adds, "I'm gonna need you to bring it down to at least an eight."
So much for taking things slow.