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"Hey, sweetheart. We gotta go so you have to wake up," Spencer gently rubs my back as I come to. I squint up at him and he smiles.
"Did I fall asleep? Oh no....wanted to spend time with you," I mumble in disappointment and he laughs, shaking his head at me.
"Can spend all the time you want with me. At home," I uncurl myself from his lap and he stands from the armchair, gripping me. I stumble from how tired I am and he catches me.
"Woah! Hey, you alright?" He tilts my face up to look into my eyes. I feel two of his fingers press against my pulse, counting my heartbeat to make sure it's not too slow.
"Yeah, yeah I'm good! I guess I just sleep deeper when I'm with you?" I smile up at him and he practically melts. He grasps my hand firmly and leads me out of the bookstore. The old man waves at him in acknowledgement and Spencer greets him.
When we step out of the shop, the cold air slaps me in the face. I immediately wrap my free arm around myself but then Spencer lets go of my hand. I look at him, confused, as he shrugs off his cardigan and holds it open for me to slide my arms in.
"No, Spencer I'm fine! You keep it!" I try to object but he isn't having it. He stares at me expectantly and I sigh as I slide my arms into the arms. He helps me into it and then wraps it tightly around me. When he's finished he pulls back to smile at me before kissing the tip of my nose. He wraps his arm around me and presses me into his side as we walk back to his apartment. We don't talk much, just enjoying each other's presence.
When we finally step into the warm apartment, I shrug off his cardigan. He watches, transfixed, as I do this and I look at him quizzicaly.
"You alright?" I ask, kicking off my shoes.
"Hm? Oh! Ye-yes! Sorry, you just-god you look perfect in my clothes. In any clothes really!" He grimaces in embarrassment and I smile.
"And how do you think I would look without any clothes?" I tease him and I can see his brain short circuit.
"I-um well I would imagine-not that I imagine you with-without clothes! I-I think you would look great-um naked" He gives me a tight-lipped smile and I walk over to him.
"Do you wanna find out?" I ask softly and his eyes widen to the size of dinner plates as he gapes at me.
"Or not? We don't have to if you don't want to! We could just hang out or watch a movie or maybe order some foo-mphm!" He cuts me off by pressing his lips against mine.
"I want to. So bad I want to," He mumbles and I nod.
"Okay...bedroom?" I whisper and he nods. He grabs my hand and pulls me into his bedroom.
I stumble into his dark room and when he turns to me there's hesitation in his eyes.
"Do you-um do you want the lights on?" I notice a glimpse of what looks to be insecurity in his eyes. I'm quick to slide over to him and rest my hand on his cheek.
"I want to do this. With you. Frankly, I've been thinking about having sex with you maybe a little more than a healthy amount," I reassure him and that's all it takes for him to press his lips against mine firmly. He presses me against the door and pulls at my dress haphazardly. I slip the straps off and push the fabric off my body. He pulls away to drink in the image of my body, clad in nothing but a red set of lingerie. He groans and pulls me over to the bed.
I jump onto it and rest on my elbows, looking up at him expectantly. He starts to undress and now it's my turn to groan. When he's in nothing but his boxers, he hesitates and opens his mouth to say something but I interrupt him.
"I'm clean and on the pill so you don't need your monster cock condoms," I grin and his bewilderment is apparent.
"My-my what?"
"You know? Those huge condoms in your drawer?" I clarify with a smile but it does nothing to soothe his confusion.
"I don't-how do you know-they are NOT huge!" He seems mortified that I know this and I can't help but laugh.
"Yeah they are! For your monster cock!"
"Stop saying that!" He whines and I laugh. I make grabby hands at him and he obliges me, climbing on top of me and resting his lower half in between my legs.
"Take out your very large penis," I whisper in mock-seduction and he bursts into laughter, burying his face in my neck.
We lie there giggling for far too long before he finally props himself back up, eyes running over my body. He sits back on his heels and drags his hands along my thighs.
"You're sure you want to? Cause you really don't have to have-um- have sex with me if you don't want to," He seems more concerned for me if anything and it's definitely sexier than it should be. I sit up and unclasp my bra, sliding it off. I pull him closer to me and kiss him desperately. That apparently, is all he needs to press me against the mattress and runs his hands up my body.
His fingertips brush around my boobs, doing a dance around them. When I let out a soft whimper he gently grasps them. He continues to kiss down my neck and gets lower and lower until he's at my chest. I watch him with hooded eyes as he takes one of my nipples into his mouth. I throw my head back and moan.
"Fu-fuck that feels good!" I grip the hair at the back of his head and he groans. I file that information away for later as he switches to my other breast and starts to roll the other nipple in-between his nimble fingers. I close my eyes and relish in the pleasure but I can't help getting impatient. I roll my hips against him and he seems to get the message, reluctantly pulling off me.
He sits back and hooks his fingers into my panties. His eyes flick up to mine and when I nod in confirmation, he pulls them off my legs. I slide my legs open and he groans as he takes in my body, spread out for him.
"Can I-would it be alright if I-um performed oral sex on you? Because research shows penetrative sex feels better for the woman if she's already had an orgasm and I really, really want this to be good for you," He looks at me hopefully and I smile.
"Sure thing doc!" He swallows thickly at this nickname and I also file that away for later. He lowers himself down and I can feel the heat of his breath on my core.
"You're so wet," He remarks and I nod, pushing my hips closer to him.
"Yeah that's what happens when your boyfriend is a sexy genius! You spend a lot of time wet,"
He looks up at me with a smirk before licking a long stripe up my pussy. He finds my clit immediately and starts circling it with his tongue. I choke out a moan and grip his hair tighter. He keeps up the repetitive motion and grips my thighs to hold me still.
"Fuck just-just like that!" My whole lower half is wracked with pleasure and I feel myself getting close. He hums softly against me and that's all it takes for me to fall over the edge. My eyes roll back and I grip his hair like a lifeline as the feeling of his tongue working me is all I can focus on. When I start to come down, he reluctantly pulls away. He rubs circles on my thigh with his thumb as my breathing evens out.
"That...was perfect," I breathe out and he grins at me.
"Yeah? Cause I can do it again if you want? The tongue is the strongest muscle in the body so I could probably do that for hours! And I would be happy to!" I can't help but shake my head at this.
"No no you're incredible at that but right now? Need you to fuck me!" His eyes widen and he furiously nods his head. He slides his boxers off and when I get a good look at him, I grin.
"Guess I was right,"
"...Don't make me put my pants back on," He glares at me and I laugh. He shakes his head at me and presses a kiss to my lips. He gets into position and looks at me.
"You're sure, right? We can stop right now if you want?" His voice is soft and gentle. I nod, pushing his hair away from his face. He slowly slides in, watching my face for any pain. Of course, he was right about an orgasm helping since he practically glides right in. He sinks in all the way and looks at me just to make sure. When I nod he starts to gently thrust into me and our moans are synchronous. I pull him as close to me as possible and our bodies are pressed together. He rolls his hips into mine in a pattern, in and out, in and out.
"Does that feel good?" He mumbles into my ear.
"Ye-yes it feels so fucking good," I feel another orgasm start to build and I clench around him. He groans at the feeling and starts going faster, signalling he's close as well. He reaches in between our sweaty, heaving, bodies to circle my clit and with a few movements, I cum. I'm not even sure if I'm making noise but I feel him cum almost immediately after me. He presses his forehead against my shoulder as he breathes.
He pulls out of me and flops down onto the other side of the bed, panting. I lay there as I come back to Earth but then begin to feel his cum drip out of me. I grimace at the feeling and sit up, looking for tissues. Spencer, of course, is already on this and heads into his bathroom. I hear the tap turn on and off and he comes back out. He takes the damp cloth and starts to clean up his cum, sparing me a shy smile as I watch.
"Thanks," I smile weakly at him as my exhaustion creeps back up on me. He nods and heads over to his drawer to pull some sweats on.
"Hey um could I borrow like a shirt or something to sleep in?" I ask as if I haven't slept in his clothes before.
"Course you can!" He opens a drawer and pulls out a large t-shirt with the word "Caltech" on it. He walks over to me and helps me into it, kissing me gently when he finally gets it over my head. He gets in on the other side of the bed and we both get under the covers. I slide so close to him our noses are almost touching.
"I had a great time tonight," I mumble and he smiles. He wraps an arm around my waist loosely.
"I did too. I-I'm really glad you're my girlfriend. I don't know how I got so lucky," He looks at me with so much adoration in his eyes I almost want to confess my love right there. But knowing him he would blame it on the endorphins after sex. Instead I settle for a smile and a soft kiss.
"I think I'm the lucky one, Doctor! Now close your eyes, and sleep," I pat his cheek and he nods, yawning. He closes his eyes and I listen to his breathing even out. I can't help but want to stare at him forever but I can feel my tiredness weighing on me like a blanket. So I relax into my boyfriends arms and allows myself to fall into a deep slumber.