A quick fix, just fucking, that's all that's was supposed to be. Then he had to go and ruin it all. Here I am, tangled up in his limbs begging for more, begging for everything he could give just as much as he wanted to give it to me.
A quick fix, just fucking, that's all that's was supposed to be. Then he had to go and ruin it all. Here I am, tangled up in his limbs begging for more, begging for everything he could give just as much as he wanted to give it to me. I was surely spiraling out of control, unable to stop myself.
My first human and my first "mature fic" so yeah ... very new to this. (I beta’d this fic myself so i apologize in advance for the errors because I suck at this.)
The wood creaked beneath our feet as Mac pushed me back through his bedroom door. The heavy scent of apples from the orchards outside getting weaker the further into the room we got. The farm way usually busy with his family working, but they'd all gone to deliver some apples to Appaloosa and needed to take the train ride with the delivery. They originally wanted to take Mac instead of Granny, but she refused to stay at home again, and so he was left here alone for the next few days. A beatification situation for us both, especially at this moment. His mouth was on mine, and had been since we made our way up the stairs passed the others bedrooms. I pulled back to look at him, swallowing to see what was next, normally it was about claiming each other.
I let out a breath, the feel of his skin against mine felt like home. Every time before this was so different, before he was like a stranger, just a body to use but now, now was … right. His hand snaked around my waist while his lips claimed my neck, his tongue striking out against the mark I knew all too well he was making. It was his turn to claim me, and I’d be lying if I didn’t say that this wasn’t turning me on. I felt myself sink as he brought us down onto the bed, the cool sheets against the skin I had exposed since our shirts had been removed long before this, I was glad the rest of his family was out of town, they hardly knew of the old relationship we shared. I could only imagine AJ's face at her seeing us like this. His lips began to move higher distracting me from the thoughts, this was new. In the beginning I hadn’t allowed him to kiss me, or at least not kiss my lips, tonight that rule was going to change, I wanted him to kiss me until my lungs screamed for air. My hands tangled themselves in his hair, pulling him closer to me, I parted my lips willing him to claim them, needing them.
His tongue brushed slowly over my lip, he was teasing me now. I wrapped my legs around him, grinding myself against him, two could play at that game, and I refuse to let myself be the looser. I felt him let out a shaky breath over my face, looks like my plan was working. I had no time to prepare before his lips were on mine, claiming them warmly as his hands rubbed circles on my hips, he finger brushing under the waistline of my jeans. I arched myself into his mouth, drawing my tongue along his own in a sweet dance. He licked, bit and sucked at my mouth finding easily what drove me wild, happy to find all three sent my body into a frenzie. I knew I wouldn't be able to control my impulses soon, his body was sculpted for the work he did every day and it was playing me like a well tuned instrument. I was proud my own body was crafted well, the athletic frame I had was like putty in his hands.
He had already found so many of my buttons, knowing exactly when to push them, and how to for that matter. His lips stayed against mine until I felt my chest burning for the air I needed, he must've felt it too pulling away from me to breath as I gasped in deeply to fill my lungs. My fingers rubbed at his scalp as his fingers began to pull the jeans off my legs, I lifted myself up to help him along as we both worked at catching our breath. His hand washed over my thigh as the jeans slipped down my legs, thankfully I hadn’t worn skinny’s, these were loose and meant taking them off was definitely no challenge. I felt the arousal building within me, something else that hadn't happened before now. The other times were just a simple, I used him and he used me, we got off and didn’t speak to each other until the next time we craved a body to use. His touches used to be hard, there was nothing in them, but now I could feel it, i could feel affection. I didn’t know how we got here, but every time we’d meet just to screw it started to change. We began to use each other other than for sex, as a way out. Times I felt alone I would call on him instead of my friends, and he would always answer. Sometimes he’d get angry and call on me to calm him down and I would. Somehow we’d turned our relationship into something different, something that lead us here, all because he said the words I wanted to hear, but I refused to confess.
His lips were on my skin again, dragging up my body in a way that made me moan. I could feel him smiling against me, he must like that sound, he nibbled lightly at me, the sensation of his teeth grazing against me made another moan escape me. His mouth alone was able to me in ways I’d never felt before. I was suddenly aware of his hands again, as they traced patterns along my stomach in a strange pattern made of light brushes from his fingertips to the palm of his hand pushing against me. His trail began to move higher as did his lips before his fingers brushed along my breasts. I hissed in a breath at the contact before he repeated his actions, with every move he makes I tug at his hair. I needed him now, not any of the caressing touches, I needed to feel him, feel us together. I didn't care at this point how much of a cliche that was, I just wanted him now. I knew by now he was waiting for me to beg, his teasing only riling me up in the process, surely all part of some bigger plan he had for me, or for my body at least.
“Please Mac.” I felt myself let out breathlessly, the first words spoken between us since we’d gotten into the room, his name felt sweet on my tongue. I hated begging, I hating having to plead for something or feel weak, but when I was being held by his touch I didn’t feel weak at all, I felt powerful in the way he was making me feel, the way my body reacted to only his touch. His lips washed over my skin as his hands left my body, I knew he was undressing himself as I pushed my bare chest against his own seeking out more contact with him. His body was warm, a warmth that I found comforting in the times when I used him. Maybe that was the start of my downfall, though in this moment I feel glad I put that behind me, that I'm allowing myself to feel. I could feel the walls I build up when this all started slowly start to crumble, and they weren't going to build themselves up any time soon, I even had walls up against the girls, I may be loyal but there sure as hell some things they can't know. This situation with Mac being one of them, though, maybe now could be a good time for us to finally allow ourselves the strength for us to at least tell AJ we were ... something.
I let out a small gasp when his fingers brushed against me, glancing up to see him grinning at me with his freckled face. I knew my arousal would be clear enough when he rubbed his thumbs closer to my core. Instead his hand moved away from there entirely gripping onto my hips to pull me closer our bodies flushed together on the bed. My breaths became quicker as I anticipated his next move, he wasn't going to do it like we used to, no this time he'd take it slow, slow enough that I'd be begging for more, begging for him to send me over the edge.
By now my hands were roaming along his back, scratching him as I tried to hold onto him, preparing myself. His lips were on mine once more, though this time his kiss was sweeter, slower even as I felt him push himself into me. I cried out against him, arching my back to brings self closer to him again. He had one hand on my waist as he thrusted into me slowly, the other on my back holding me in place the fingers brushing against the tattoo I had of wings, it came down from my shoulders almost covering me completely. I was sure my nails had cut his back, bus he must have cared. The slow rhythm was driving me insane, I knew it wouldn't be long before I would have to beg for more, so I tried to increase his speed by moving my hips though he was wrong enough to stop me with just the one hand.
"Uh uh uh my little bluebird, tonight we're taking things slowly, I'm going to draw out every possible scream for more you can make before I give you what you want, and then I'm going to make you scream for a release." I sucked in a breath at his words, he'd never called me anything other than Dashie, he was never one for talking but when he did he had this compelling power over me, though I moaned at them, my body tingling at the thought of what he was going to do. It didn't take long at all before I really was begging him for more, every fiber in my body screamed at me for waiting so long. He smiled against my skin as his mouth moved along my jaw, letting every breathless plea escape my lips before he drove into me. I screamed out as he hit deep within me. The breath leaving my body as my toes curled. Yes, this is what I wanted, what I needed. The passion of his body moving in sync with mine as I let out everything. He knew I wouldn't hold out much longer, as my eyes began to roll into the back of my head.
"Let go for me, let me catch you as you come down from your high." I couldn't refuse, his movements sent me toppling over the edge in ecstasy, my body unable to control itself. I let out a scream as the first real orgasm rocked my body into oblivion, over and over it hit me offering no time for me to get ready for the next wave. I stayed like that for what seemed like eternity, I was floating above the bed in a haze before I let myself regain some form of consciousness. I was breathing heavily as I turned to see him laying beside me, a smile on his face as his hands stroked my skin. Helping me come down slowly with the gentle touch. I offered him my own smile, one that wasn't forced like I had for others, no this was real. His brought his hand to brush his thumb over my cheek before leaning in to kiss my forehead. I welcomed his touch, my eyes closing as I let myself slip into the blissfulness he provided.
I felt the bed move as he left, I wanted to watch where he was going but the strength was lost. I was already missing his warm skin against my own. He returned only to pick me up from the bed, my head lazily resting against his chest. This was all so new, before we'd both be dressing and is leave, but today I didn't want to leave, I don't want to leave him. Even my body wanted to stay, my strength all but lost. My eyes opened quickly when I felt warm water against me, looking to notice he's one to draw a bath for us. He lowered me on and sat behind me, lifting me lean on him for support. His hands began to massage me, his hands were magical I really should have noticed sooner. The warmth of water let my body relax and coupled with the sweetness of his touch I was in a paradise only he would provide. I allowed my head to fall back onto his shoulder my eyes closing as I let myself take more notice to my other surroundings, the soft music playing quietly in the background and the scented candles that soothed me, though I couldn’t tell what the scent was, it was most likely a mixture of a few and they worked so well together. It was all so different from the usual smell of apple's this place had, a smell I was finding much more intoxicating the more time I was spending here behind AJ's back. His hands stopped their motions after they finished rolling along my neck and shoulders, then he turned his head to kiss my cheek.
I let my eyes open to look at him, and take in everything I’d pushed from my mind before now. He had a strong jawline, and I could see the very small amount of gingery stubble growing along it, freckles were dusted along his cheeks and nose, the last think I found staring at were his green eyes. They used to be so blank, emotionless even, but now they were bright as if there was a light inside him burning at an intense rate. I smiled lazily at him, finding my body has lost a battle in trying to gain some strength, I was truly knackered. He brought his hand to my cheek once again, his thumb brushing lightly against my skin as he stared at me, a smile on his own face. He leaned in closer to kiss me softly, nothing like he had before, this was slow and sweet and it didn’t last nearly as long, but I still loved it just as much. My eyes fell closed again, and I nuzzled my head into his neck, my nose resting against him from the closeness, he proceeded to wrap his arms over my stomach, holding me gently before leaning his head slightly onto mine.
We stayed like this for a long while, as I could feel the water getting colder, this was far too peaceful. I was sure if it wasn’t for the water's temperature we would have stayed in our embrace all night. He shifted behind me, moving so that he could get out, as I lowered my head to the back of the bath. I watched him from my hooded eyes, the tiredness taking it’s toll on me, as he moved to dry himself with a towel, before getting another and laying it out next the the side of the bath. He reached for me, pulling my limp arms around his neck so he could lift me from the water, before wrapping the town securely around me. He rubbed me dry, small circular movements of the towel caressing my skin lulling me further into the sleep I felt taking over me. Once I was dry the towel was removed from my body, letting the cool air wash over me and causing goosebumps to break out over my flesh. I shuddered from the cold before he pulled me against him again, carrying me back to the bedroom. He placed me on one of his chairs draping a bathrobe over my shoulders as he went to fix up the bed, even changing the sheets we’d managed to ruin, and pulling down the covers. I took this time to look around his room, seeing the pictures he'd had taken with the other Apple's including the largest one taken from the family reunion, I smiled remembering the sweet cider I'd had that day I looked over at him as he watched me before he came to me once more, moving the warm bathrobe from my shoulder, exposing me again. He held out his hand and helped me get to me feet, walking us back to his bed and letting my fall against the mattress. My body was spent as I tried to roll closer to the middle. I could hear his soft chuckled before he lay in front of me, pulling the duvet over us both before he wrapped his arms around me one more time. I let my head rest against his chest, listening to the soft beats of his heart. I looked up at him as best I could, feeling the sleep taking over my grip on staying awake. He tilted his head to look at me slightly.
“What’s the matter bluebird?” I let out a sheepish smile, his southern accent making the nickname he’d given me sound so much better than Dashie, I’d be sure to kick ass if anybody else tried to call me that. I pulled my head deep into him, letting go of myself as sleep came for me. I was able to say one thing before I went, whispering it softly to him.
I sat at the bar holding a filled glass in my hand, I’d been here so long now I’d forgotten what I’d ordered. I downed it in one, barely registering it’s taste, just wanting to fill myself with alcohol. I was about to ask for another when a deep voice distracted me.
“Rough day?” I nodded, but didn’t look up, I kept my attention on the empty glass in my hand, watching the last few drops at the bottom as I tilted it within my hands.
“You could say that, I had to spend an extra two hours at work having to correct the mistakes the other fukers made, and because I was late to a special dinner, my boyfriend dumped me. Can you believe that, he dumped me for working in the job I have to do, he wasn’t working himself I was bringing in all the money. Fuck him. I threw out all his stuff from my place anyways.” I heaved a sigh, it wasn’t working out between us anyway, the little ship had been trying to play me as a fool, I didn't plan on breaking up as soon as we did, but I sure as hell didn’t want him to be the one to do it. Special dinner my ass, he just wanted to butter me up before telling me he was screwing some other bitch he’d met. I wasn’t fitting his criteria anymore, I needed to be more like him for me to be worth it. I glared down at the glass, I bet she’s a basic bitch anyway, just like him. I turned to look up, blinking to see Macintosh Apple was the one who spoke to me, I looked over at him confused that he was here, and not looking sober either.
“Uh, so what brings you here?” He sat down on the chair next to me, taking a mouthful of his own drink and shaking his head.
“Tired of all the work, I know the family need me, but sometimes, I just need to do what I want for a change, you know I have needs but getting a girlfriend with all the work I do." I nodded slowly at him, yeah I guess all his working has stopped him even getting a girlfriend.
"Ha, maybe that's AJ's master plan, keep you busy so she won't lose you to some dumb bitch." He seemed taken back by my language, maybe he just wasn't used to me as much as the girls were, even if Twi and Rarity still shot me looks for my colorful tongue.
We sat at the bar silently drinking, but I could feel his gaze on me, he was staring curiously when I glanced up at him. My head began to spin from the alcohol, and I knew it wouldn’t take long before I would have a crazy plan to help him.
I soon found myself just staring at him, a grin crawling onto my face, yes, I definitely had the perfect idea of how to help, and how it would help me too. I turned my body toward him, crossing my legs like Rarity would, I placed my empty glass down, maybe we could both get what we need, a no-strings deal. I looking dead into his eyes, holding him in my gaze.
“So, you need a hookup to get away from the farm and I need a hookup that doesn’t want any emotional connection, why don’t we just use each other?” He raised his brow at me, his mouth slightly open. I guess this wasn’t an arrangement he was expecting.
“Your one of my sister best friends, don’t you find this weird.?” I rolled my eyes at him, turning myself on the stool. Though I did notice that was his only argument against my proposal, maybe he really did just need a good screw.
“Look, I’m not after attachment, just you know, a quick on-call fuck, what AJ won’t know won’t hurt her right, so why not? We both get what be want in an equally beneficial way.” I watched the gears turn in his head as he thought it through, his adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed and nodded slowly at me. I stood, leaving the empty glass at the bar before grabbing his hand, I pulled him down and whispered lowly into his ear.
“Then lets get out of her so you can screw me senseless.” He followed quickly, as we weaved through the others at the bar, I pulled him along leading him to my place. The keys jingled within my hand when I opened the lock, part of me within my ex was watching me bring another guy back. I needed a body to use, needed the connection without an emotional filter. I barely gave him chance to think before I pulled of my shirt, throwing it onto the back of my couch. I could tell he felt this was a little awkward, he just needed some encouragement. I pulled him toward me, using the belt loops in his jeans as a grip before tugging at his zipper. He seemed to snap out of the shyness, and lifted me up by the waist to sit on the back of my couch, pulling my own trousers down my legs as well as letting his fall to the floor. He leaned in close, the press his lips against mine and I pulled away.
“No, no attachment, no kissing.” He nodded, and decided to latch himself against my neck instead. I leant my head back to give him more access, before grinding myself against his waist silently telling him get hurry the fuck up. He pulled my legs over his waist, his thick deep voice at my ear. I shivered against his touch, my body getting excited, it had been a while since I had a good fuck, and Mac surely was a specimen to be had even at this stage.
“Where?” I was almost tempted to tell him anywhere but the couch was closer and I wanted to get my fill now. I grinned, maybe the rumors about him were true and he would be bigger than most. I pointed to the down at the couch, not wanting to use my voice until I had to make my demands. He pulled off my legs from him quickly, I looked up at him confused, shouldn't her be carrying me around? He gave me no chance to react before he’d spun me around and proceeded to bend me over the back of the couch. I let out an excited breath, gripping it with my hands. He pushed my legs apart before removing my underwear. I this position I had no clue what was going to come next, but I let the anticipation build. I let out a gasp as I felt his cool breath against my thigh. I squeezed my legs together only for him to force them apart again. I wanted to stop my body's reaction to being touched but I couldn’t. I knew that he’d noticed it too, a deep chuckle escaping his throat before his tongue began to climb higher. I bit on my lip to stop the moans I knew were dying to escape me. I turned around from the position I was in to look down at him. His eyes sparkled up at me full of lust and I almost lost my shit just seeing that look.
“For such a brash woman, you’re very quiet Rainbow, now lean back would you, you might need to hold on to something.” I felt my breaths coming out deeper, but that wouldn’t stop me commenting.
“Is that a promise?” I asked, before gripping onto the couch again, barely managing to look down at him, I preferred it this way, but I didn't miss him running his tongue over his lips, fuck me this was torture. I almost thrust myself into his face, but before I could his fingers began to tease me. He rubbed lightly around my skin, barely touching anything I needed him too, but his other hand kept me in place, not letting me move an inch. I was so used to his avoiding fingers that when he did push into me it took me by surprise. Was he really that new to this, he was working me like he’d done this before. Maybe he lied to me just to screw one of his sisters friends just to have a dirty little secret, or am I allowed to have a big head and think it was just a way to get me specifically, one of the most famous people in town, to bed.
My thoughts were shortly cut of when I felt his tongue brush against my core, making me cry out from the sudden contact. I fisted his hair in my hand to pull him deeper making his nose bump into me repeatedly. His hands began to trace down my legs, before lifting them around his neck, only giving him more access. I squeezed my thighs around his head, moaning at the work he was doing with that magnificent tongue. I moans became strangled when I could feel myself getting close, jeez I’d never been so close from this alone.
“M-m-mac, I-i’m, oh god, i’m s-so close.” He began to work fasted, and I have no idea how I thought he was already going fast enough he began to use that wonderful tongue along with those fingers and brought me into pieces around him. I let out a sound I couldn’t recognize as I came undone. My grip on his head loosened as I fell back onto the couch. I breathed heavily, as his mouth began to climb up my body, teasing me again as I came down from the high. I unhooked my legs from around his neck, allowing him to kiss further. He made his way back up to my neck, sucking at the same spot he’d chosen last time before turning me back over the couch. I could feel him against my back as his kisses turned into bites along my shoulder. His hands washed over my breasts, teasing them in a way that made me grip into the couch to make sure I wouldn't fall from my weak legs. Mac hands were soon on my hips and I knew what was coming, I opened my legs waiting readily for what was to come. As he pushed into me and I couldn't help but let out a moan.
He felt firm against me, no connection just raw need. I pushed myself back into him, needing the friction. Damn, we'd barely begun and he was pleasing me more than anybody else ever had. I’d never been happier to have my boyfriend dump me, because if he hadn't I would not be here right now having the best sex of my life. His rhythm was odd, in slowly and out fast, I’d never had that before and it was painfully erotic. I could feel him fill me slowly inch by inch, before he pulled out leaving me crave more.
"Harder, give it to me. I love it rough. I need it rough, now!" He stopped at my words, and I felt myself having to hold the couch to stop me falling to the floor again. His lips breathed against the back of my ear. I almost came again at his words, damn, I should have fucked Mac way before now, this was fantastic.
"Shall I fuck you against the wall?" I nodded my head vigorously, oh yes, fuck yes please. He soon had my legs wrapped around his waist, and pushed my back against the wall, each thrust making me hit it harder. He had my hands pinned against the wall while his face was in the crook of my neck biting my exposed skin, his tongue washing over each area as he lowered his head. I could barely breath as his started to thrust into me, each movement grinding me into the wall, I was sure that in the morning I’d be able to see a permanent groove in the shape of my back in it. His head had moved back up, and now he was just resting his forehead against the wall his hands gripping mine up against the wall holding me in place. Each pound of his hips as he thrust into mushing me closer and closer to release again. He moved his hands to hold both my wrists together, allowing his free hand to snake down my body and began to touch the sensitive skin of my folds as his thrusts pulsated between them. He was sending me into overdrive my skin felt like it was burning from his touches. Sex without feeling was better than any I’d ever had before. Damn I want to keep him, yes, I’ll use his body to satisfy me every chance I can get. He began to make a noise against me ear, breaking me away from the thoughts of having a sex slave.
“Rainbow, I’m-” Yes, oh yes he was close too. I began to move my own hips to meet him, I wanted him to fall apart against me. His movements became more frantic, but I felt him trying to slip out. Oh hell no, I wasn’t going to let him finish off unless he’s inside of me.
“In me.” I barely managed to get the words out, his hand dropped releasing me as they clawed against my waist, pulling me against him hard, shit this just what I needed. I found my fingers in his hair, tugging at it until he let out a hiss. The sound was so sexy I kept doing it, and he kept making it. It didn’t take long and I was gone, drenching him in my own lubricant my body arching back as I did, and then he hit me once more to fill me with himself. Everything went quiet as we just breathed against each other, the sound of our fluids dripping onto the floor the only other thing to be heard. I dropped my legs from his waist, pulling him out of me as I did. I looked up at him and grinned. He looked down at me, sucking in hard breaths, and taking a step back looking down at the mess we’d made on the floor before at me again. I put my hand on my hip, ficking some of the sweat of my body.
“Ok Rainbow, slow down, breath.” The deep voice was calming in my ear helping me settle. I shook with anger from what had happened today, my hands balled into fists beside me. After feeling ready enough to talk from my angry screaming into a pillow, I decided to call up the one person who could help me in this situation.
“I just c-can’t believe it Mac, they gave him the p-promotion! I’ve worked so damn hard at this job for them to t-throw it away. I’m just so pissed off that they went and did this. I just wanted to punch his stupid fucking mouth.” I lay bad on my bed, fisting the pillow I’d screamed into, glad I was able to put him on speaker phone to save myself getting angry and throwing my phone.
"You're too good for the job, if they'd promoted you then ah, then they'd lose the best worker they had in your um field." I let out a half laugh, his attempt at making me feel better was slightly working in an amusingly annoying way anyway.
"Yeah yeah, I guess I am too awesome to lose, but I just hate who they chose you know?" I heard him sigh, damn I'd set myself up for a lecture I might as well have called Twilight.
"You don't think you just hate him so much because he got this job? Or has he actually done something to hurt you?" I hung my head, sniffing before I felt ready to talk.
"He was one of my first boyfriends and well, he hurt me in more ways than one-"
"Did he hit you?" He cut me off sharply, I could hear the anger building in his voice.
"Oh hell no, you think I'd be able to fuck you like we do is that'd happened? No it was more emotional but like I don't know how to say it ... I've never spoken about it." That was true, I'd never said aloud how I felt when he left me alone.
"You can tell me Rainbow." I smiled at my phone, hearing how sincere his voice was. I let out the breath I didn't even know I was holding before I spilled my heart out uncontrollably. I told him all about my first love, my first everything and how I was happy. Then I told him about how things began to change, how he changed and then how he left. I'd never felt pain like that before it was like he'd left with a part of me and then left me cold and broken lying there with nothing all alone. That's when I changed I became a better version of myself and I refused to leave myself open, refused to become weak ever again. After telling my story I found myself wondering how he'd managed to get me to tell him, but I was also relieved to get it off my chest.
I found myself just listening to him breath after I'd told him, letting him take it all in, after all it was a long story. Though I thing I knew why I may have called him in the first place this had taken a different turn, found myself hoping he'd make the change I needed. I needed his touch now, craves the physical contact really.
“Do you need a distraction?” He asked, if it was anybody else they wouldn’t be able to hear the hint of lust on his voice, I took a moment to weigh my options, and decided that a distraction from my news and my past would be very welcomed at this moment. I could only hope he was going where I wished.
“What are you suggesting?” I asked, turning to look at my phone awaiting his voice to tell me how he could distract me from my thoughts.
“Well, if I told you to do things, would you?” I decided to wait him out, make him think I was taking my time to think about his question, I bit my lip lightly before answering.
“Only if you beg me to do it” I smiled at my response, even in this situation, I would not loose my control. I could hear his breath hitch on the other side of the phone, what I wouldn’t give to have seen his reaction.
“Ok then, please lay back, take off your shirt and leave it on the floor. Do you know what I love when I see you naked Dashie?” I did as he asked, the cool air causing a few goose bumps to break out over my skin. I thought about his question, not knowing at all what it was.
“No.” I breathed, hoping he’d tell me, I raised my eyebrow in waiting, while resting my hands over my stomach. I had no idea what he had planned but I was excited to find out.
“Ok, now, I want you to lay naked for me please, please just lay there and I’ll tell you. I love the way your skin looks against mine, I love how your breasts await my touch eagerly, I love how your body reacts to mine.” I let out a small moan, removing my clothes quickly as he spoke. My breathing was slowing just at the sound of his voice as the anticipation of what he wanted me to do grew.
“I want you to pretend your hands are mine, cup your breasts and show them how much I enjoy touching them.” I did as he asked , the desire to really feel him growing. My hands warm against the flesh of my breasts.
“Ok, now I want you to brush your thumbs over your nipple, you know how much attention I like to give them, show them how much I love to touch them. Tell me how it feels please Dashie.” I shut my eyes as I followed his instructions, noticing how his voice had dropped to a whisper, wondering if he had company but still wanted to keep me distracted. I brushed my thumbs lightly over my nipples, it felt great, but it wasn’t his touch.
“It feels really good, but these aren’t your hands, my skin is too soft compared to your rough working hands that scrape over me, it goes through me.” I admitted, letting out a breath from the stimulation I was giving myself.
“Oh so do I Dashie, the sounds you make when I do that are amazing, I’d love to hear you, please scrape your nails over your nipples, moan for me.” I brushed my nail over my nipple, causing my body to arch of the bed, my hips pushed deep into the bed, and I had to clench my thighs as I felt the pressure building. I let out a soft gasp as my nipples hardened beneath me I couldn’t stop myself from moaning out Mac’s name. I could hear his own moans over the phone.
“Dashie, I want you to slide your hands down your body, graze your fingers over yourself, are you already ready for me?” His voice sounded muffled but I was able to hear them, I let my hand drift down and rested my fingers over my folds as my breathing quickened, I opened my legs out of instinct. I was so unsure how I could be turned on, but the sounds he was making indicated he would probably be doing the same and asking her to do things was incredibly erotic.
“You have no idea how eager I am too tough you, but I can’t, so for now your hands are going to pretend to be mine ok. Oh Dashi is I was there right now I’d be teasing you with my fingers first, I’d part you and slowly slide a finger into you while rubbing my thumbs over you. I know your fingers are smaller than mine so please use two, can you do that?” I sucked in a sharp breath, shifting my body so that I was able to angle my hand, allowing my fingers to enter me. I let out a shaky moan, tilting my head back from the sensation building inside me. I started to move them like he would, my arousal coating them to make it easier.
“Press your thumb over your clit, rub it gently, light touches.” I pressed my thumb over my clit rubbing small circles over the skin as I pushed my fingers into myself at a steady pace. I wished this was him. I stopped myself briefly at that thought, no I just wish it was him touching me nothing more, thats it. I needed more so I moaned again to let him know.
“Add another Dashie, push them as deep as you can, I know you love it when it’s really deep, don’t you?” The arousal in his voice was enough to make me moan again even before I added another finger, I could feel the pressure building within my body, only telling myself I was getting close. All I could here was his deep breaths coming sharply from the phone.
“I’m close s-so close.” I told him, if my own breathing wasn’t enough to let him know that. My movements stopped all together as I held my breath, I could hear a door in my house opening, I gulped wondering how I was going to deal with this situation before lookup at my phone only to realize that Mac had gone silent on the other end. I looked at my open door wide eyed when I saw him entering my room. He stood with lust filled eyes, barely hiding the erection present, it all clicked now, he hadn’t been pleasuring himself like I thought, no he’d been making his way to finish what he started.
“Close enough for me to finish the job?” I nodded frantically, my hands moved to grip at the sheets as he undressed himself. He grabbed my legs and pulled them down the bed so he could kneel in front of me. He let his fingers slowly work their way inside me, making me arch my back so he could reach further. I looked down at him, raising my eyebrow in a `get on with it` kind of way, he simply grinned and stood up from his place. I ran my tongue over my bottom lip as he positioned himself at my entrance, making him plunge into me sooner than I expected. I wasn’t able to stop the cry my body let out before I managed to pull myself up, gripping his shoulders so I wouldn’t topple backwards, I tried to tell him I was going to be on top, but nothing other than moans were able to pass my lips though he ended up lying backward lifting his hips to meet mine repeatedly. I moved to sit straight, joining my hands together behind me to give him good view of my breasts, as they bounced in front of him.
“Going to leave them alone?” I questioned, making him sit up and brush his palms over my nipples, I hissed at the contact, his rough fingers working me up so much more than my attempts. His mouth found his favourite spot at the hollow of my neck suckiling gently bringing me so close I was wondering how I was still going.
“H-how much l-longer?” He grunted `soon` into my neck as every inch of him stimulated me, I was breathing to heavily to the point I felt like the air was going to run out. He gave one last thrust before I was gone, my eyes rolled back into my head as my release rocked my body in waves against him. He kept going bringing himself along with me, making us both hold each other as we waited out the pleasure that our bodies provided. Once I regained control of my body I fell back, catching my breath as he fell back beside me.
“So, distracted enough?” I snorted, sitting up before moving to re-dress myself, I looked back at him over my shoulder and shrugged.
“I guess, sorry I had to make the booty call early this week.” He got up to begin dressing himself, chuckling behind me as I pulled my trousers back up to cover myself. I arched my brow and looked at him confused .
“I was actually going to call to see if I could move it forward, I have a few errands to run over our usual time so this worked out better for us both, but then again is usually does right?” He winked before flicking my nipple, make me jump a little.
“Your such a fucking ass, now get dressed and go.” I made shooing motions with my hand toward the door, before pulling the T-shirt I’d grabbed from the floor over my head, now covering the boobs he love to play with. I followed him from my room to my front door, holding it open for him to leave. He made it down my path before turning to look back at me.
“Hey, I know I tired you out, but your a bad cook even without that, order a takeout so you don’t burn the house down.” I flipped him the bird, shaking my head amused, though it was true, I was a shit cook and anything beside a microwavable meal surpassed my abilities within the kitchen. I locked my door, feeling a faint blush over my face, maybe it was just the air? I shrugged my shoulders, sighing at myself as I realised I’d dressed, only to need a shower for obvious reasons. I stood under the spay thinking about how I was going to go to work tomorrow, with a big `fuck you` attitude and get shit done, showing them what they were missing out on.
“It’s so quiet here when the rest of you aren’t here, you know that right?” I sat on the porch steps of the little house the Apple’s called home, sipping some cider because I knew where the secret stash was. I glanced up to see Mac’s unamused face at the fact I did have the cider, but he nodded in agreement, sitting beside me to look at the farm. He didn’t seem to be focusing on anything in particular, though I guess when you live somewhere for so long you get used to how is looks. I turned my attention to the clouds in the distance, focusing on their shapes as the floated slowly across the sky.
“Yeah, sometimes it’s a nice change, at least there won’t be a curious Apple Bloom running around almost finding us, right?” I snorted, recalling the event his little sister had almost stumbled across one of our previous rendezvous that took place within the orchid, up against a tree I’m sure I ripped my shirt on. I was also pretty sure Mac had pocketed my underwear after that incident, either for his own amusement or just to be sure all the evidence was hidden. Either way, he had my underwear stashed somewhere and it was one of my favourite pairs. I made a mental note that I really should get them back to wear again, even if their exclusively seen by him. I turned my attention away from the clouds back at him.
“Yeah, I was sure she’d found us out. It’s just nice to relax you know, we’re both usually so tence or worked up when we do it.” He nodded, leaning back on one of the support beams inhaling the fresh air before letting out a content sigh and closing his eyes. He seemed to be different the past few times we’ve met up, and I was starting to wonder if he no-longer wanted this friends with benefits relationship. Though I don’t want to bring it up and end our fun so soon, I knew I needed to ask him if he was still OK with this.
“Yeah, you’re right.” I frowned at him, there was definitely something wrong with him, the sound of his voice was very, distant. I turned my body to face him, pulling myself so I sat cross-legged, my hands resting on my knees. This would just make our arrangement more difficult if he was going to be like this, I needed to be sure we still even had this arrangement, if he wanted to call it off I’d need to be in search of somebody new to satisfy me, though I doubt anybody would come close to screwing me as well as Mac has been.
“Ok, whats up, your acting really off? Don’t you want this arrangement anymore.” He opened one eye to look at me, and shook his head before running a hand over his face letting out some sort of strange laugh only making me frown harder, was that a no? I wanted to push him for answers, but he moved and soon had me laying backward on the wooden steps, I tried to search his face for any sort of explanation but instead he moved his head into my neck. His body covered mine, and this position limited my sight of anything. Was he cuddling me? I shifted my shoulder a silent protest at the position, I was not happy to be stuck underneath him.
“Mac, get off me, this won’t stop me trying to get to the bottom of this, and I can’t drink my cider like this!” I whined, trying to look back at where I’d put my mug, wondering if I made light of the situation he’d be more honest with me, I really didn’t want us to stop. He proceeded to nibble at my skin, and I pushed him as best I could, I refused to let him do this. He was not going to get away without giving me some idea of what was wrong.
“Mac, so help me, if you don’t let me know what’s going on in your head I’ll have to call this off myself, have you found somebody else?” His head snapped up showing me the widened green eyes he held. I took this chance to pull myself from under him, kneeling as I glared at him. I folded my arms across my chest, going fully into my bitch wants an answer mode.
“What? That's the only thing I can think of, you’ve been distant lately, more so than when we started this whole thing. Have you found a woman to satisfy your needs and be in a relationship with? Just tell me, if you have we’ll stop, I’ll find somebody else, I’ll keep my mouth shut she won’t find out, I’m loyal OK I sure as hell don’t want to be an issue.” He sat in silence, letting my words sink in, as he slumped back against the support beam again.He refused to look at me, and covered his face with his hands, while shaking his head.
“I don’t know Dash, I don’t think I can tell you.” He mumbled, that was it. I stood, that settled it then. I really should have kept my mouth shut, I’ve gone and ruined this all now. I reached down to grab my cider mug, downing whatever was left as he looked up at me from behind his sad eyes. I held back the snort at his expression. He looked like a puppy that had just been kicked, this difference was he knew why he had.
“Then it’s settled, this,” I gestured between us, “is over.” I walked up the steps, to wash up the mug and take back anything I knew I’d left here from our previous engagements. Only for him to grab my arm and turn me to look at him. I clenched my teeth, getting angry at my body because I could feel the need to cry. Why the hell should I cry, we’re fuck buddies it’s not like we’re anything near a functional couple.
“I don’t want us to stop …” He trailed off, only making me even more confused and angry, I threw my hand up in frustration, letting out an exasperated sigh, then what the fuck did he want? He could see my anger building, so he finally finished the sentence. “I want more.” I let my mouth fall open, more how, just more sex in general? The waves of emotions was messing with my head, I didn't even know how to react anymore.
He didn't give my chance to ask before his lips were on my neck, and I didn’t even want to fight back, I wanted this to happen, I’d almost say I needed it, I’d been looking forward to a weekend’s worth of his body so I wasn’t going to let anything else get in the way this time, no I needed for us to at least get ourselves high from each others bodies before this was officially ended.
I wrapped my legs around him, something that I did out of instinct with him, or maybe it was just muscle memory because I did it so often. I was pulled from my thoughts as his tongue washed over my collarbone, only making me moan.
“I love that noise, do it again, please, please do it again.” He begged against my skin before his hands ran through my hair, I complied, moaning again at the touch he provided. His breaths became quicker against me and soon he was pulling my shirt over my head, letting it fall on the floor under the kitchen table. Normally I’d panic that we’d forget it was there and AJ would see it ultimately busting us, but I knew she would be out of town over the weekend, and the shirt was plain blue, many people owned them. Mac’s hands brushed my hair softly, as his lips moved closer to my ear.
“I love your natural colour, though I do love the personality of your rainbow dip dye, natural beauty has always appealed to me more.” I couldn’t help but grin at his statement, before his lips made his way down my body and reached my exposed breasts, he’s so damn lucky I decided to skip putting a bra on this morning. I arched my back from his touch, letting out a shaky breath. He knew my body to well, way to well. His mouth kept working on my breasts as his hands moved to keep me against him while he walked us up toward his bedroom, each step causing him to brush against me, only causing me to moan again.
He pushed my against the wall near his door, finally letting my nipple free from his grasp as he breathed deeply over my skin, making goosebumps break out along the exposed flesh. I swallowed looking down at him as he raised his head.
He pressed himself against my bare chest, pushing me deeper into the wall nearest his bedroom door, dropping his eyes into mine. They looked lustful and bright, very different to how I usually saw them. I found my body squirming against him of it’s own accord, reacting to his expression. He drew his lips close to my ear, letting out a breathless sentence.
“I love you.”
I felt my breath hitch, like I’d been wanting him to say those words to me, like I needed it, I was confusing myself. He pulled me against him, opening his bedroom door and stood in the doorway, looking at me with an expression I could now recognise. Love. I was ready for this, ready to let it happen. I wanted this time to be different, for him to make love to me.
I felt Mac waking up beside me, but I was too damn comfortable to even move. He moved her arm over my back, covering the little skin I had exposed form the sheets. I couldn’t deny how, happy I was? This was new. Since we’d admitted to ourselves how we felt, even the sex seemed better. I could definitely get used to waking up next to him, instead of waking up alone and wanting him. I guess the late night booty calls, and letting each other know when the house, field heck even the barn would be unoccupied for a rendezvous are going to be over.
He curled closer to me, his nose pressed against my neck as he took a deep breath. I considered pretending to wake, but instead I stayed where I was, letting the reality of the situation sink in before figuring out how this would change things. I focused on the sound of his heart, the steady beat running through me.
“Hey Mac shouldn’t you be up, we came back early because Granny- WHAT THE HAY!”
“AJ! What are you doing back?”
I froze under the covers, as Mac sat upright, pulling the covers with him. I could feel the slight tension in the room. I refused to move, it would probably before the best until I could figure out what to say. I shifted slightly, it had to look like I was still asleep after all.
“Granny wasn’t feeling to good, so we cut the trip short. I- you never said you had a girlfriend? Let alone that you’d be bringing her home. Oh god please let it be a girlfriend, ‘Blooms to young to have to deal with you just bringing random girls home Mac.”
Oh shit, she has no idea it’s me. Keep cool Dash, she’s acting pretty cool right now, if she’d sees you she’ll hit the fucking roof, proceed to beat the shit out of you. Na, Mac would stop that, but the verbal assault, no that I wouldn’t escape from. I don’t even think she’d be angry about us, but because we kept it a secret, heck that I didn’t even tell her I was with, or doing anything since the break-up.
“This, uh, yes she’s my girlfriend. It’s new ok AJ, hence why she hasn’t stayed over until tonight … I thought you’d be gone longer.”
“How new? Mac you should know better than to lie … who is she? Do I know her.”
Silence filled the air, and I had to move before the pins and needles in my leg got any worse, damn my awkward sleeping positions. Mac moved, pulling down the sheets though they still cover me, I could only imagine that she was just trying to play it off. AJ gasped loudly, and I frowned into the pillow.
“No fucking way, WHAT THE? RAINBOW!!”
Fuck, how did she know? Crap, my tattoo. He pulled the sheets from my back. I slowly turned around, sleepy eyed at the angry AJ that stood in Mac’s doorway. I wiped the sleep out of my eyes, blinking away the haze so get a clear view of her. She had her fists balled up, but her face was pure surprise. Shit, did I break her?
“Oh, uh … hey AJ.”
I wasn’t even sure what to say, she just stared at us both dumbfounded. Blinking she waved her hand at me, making me notice I had my chest on display, oops. I pulled the covers over myself, not that I really cared. She, looked between us, looking for something and I glanced at Mac, wondering if he knew what she wanted. He just shrugged, his hand falling over mine in a way so natural I couldn’t help but smile at him.
“Well, ah guess you're serious about this. Just neither of you hurt each other OK? My best friend and my brother, I would happy hunting down either of you with a pitchfork. So, i’ll leave you too it, just be dressed and ready, breakfast is in twenty.”
I blinked as she left closing the door behind her so we could have a little privacy. I looked up at Mac.
“What just happened?”
“What? You thought she was going to go crazy and kill you, us? We’re both adults and you one of her best friends, i’m her brother, it’s not like you were a girl i just picked of the street, and I’m not just a random guy to sleep with, at least not anymore. She’s probably happy for us both, having finally found somebody, somebody good for eachother.”
When did he get so smart? I turned to face him and sighed. This was never the plan, last night was, so new and different. How do we deal with this new relationship, was I his girlfriend now? I could see how he looked at me, and his hand squeezed mine.
“It’s OK, we’ll work this out together, you look so confused.”
“I’m not confused it’s just, I went from a relationship to you and now we’re what? Are we in a relationship now, the whole boyfriend/girlfriend deal. Will it change anything, I-”
“Calm down, let's take it one step at a time, we’re both new to the way his happened, but yes if you want I’d like for you to be my girlfriend. You know, since she know’s you can come over more now?”
I rolled my eyes, pushing him from me, I really should get dressed. I looked around for my clothes, but remembered I left my shirt somewhere on the floor downstairs. I turned around as Mac held out one of his for me. Damn, it was going to looks huge on me. I threw it on, and sure enough it practically looked like a dress, taking the belt from my jeans I wrapped it around the waist, i didn’t give a shit how feminine it looked, it was better than the baggy shirt hanging off me. Mac chuckled at me, dressing himself with ease. Stupid big asshole.
“Breakfast is ready!”
That was a quick twenty, maybe she lied, or I may have just been sat awkwardly for god knows how long overthinking shit again. I was so hungry I didn’t care, I headed down to the kitchen not bothering to see if Mac was following. My mouth watered seeing the food on display, how was this family’s culinary skills so good? AJ held out a plate already filled with her eyebrow raised at my clothes. I ignored the look and sat down to stuff my face.
I turned to see granny stood here Mac waited near the door, he glanced at me before turning back to her. Hmm, I bet she was giving her version of the AJ speech, the only person I didn’t need to worry about was Apple Bloom, who sat happily across from me eating her own food.
“So, are you any my brother dating now?”
“Yeah … yeah we are”
“Scootaloo’s going to be so jealous that i’m gonna be your sister.”
“Hey, Scoot’s is like my adoptive sister, she’s got nothing to be jealous of.”
I flicked a slice of apple at her, making her giggle childishly as we finished out food, I leaned back in my chair patting my food baby with pride as Mac sat next to me, he dropped his head low to whisper.
“So, apparently Granny knew all about us, and thought the only way we’d have the guts to tell AJ or anybody about us, was for her to fake feeling unwell so they’d come back from the trip early and catch us.”
Ok, that was smart, too smart. Granny will be the death of us I swear, but I guess the timing was good enough, I mean have no idea how long we would’ve carried on in secret before telling anybody. Mac draped his arm over the back of my chair eating his own food, and feeding me the occasional apple, because I was still pretty hungry, despite the ever-growing food-baby. I was so unfocused I didn’t notice AJ grinning at us until I actually looked her way.
“You know, if I hadn’t seen you guys, if somebody had told me you two would be a good couple I wouldn’t believe it. You’re really good for eachother, just don’t think i’ll let you slack off from work now Mac.”
I snorted, if only she knew. Or maybe she did, and that's why she wasn’t mad, she already had the time to get over it and move passed the strangeness. Just please, never get asked how we first got together, that’d have to be a story Mac and I decide on, because hooking up after a big breakup would not make for a nice wedding toast. Wait Rainbow, back the fuck up, wedding talk is a no. Way too soon to even be considering that option, you know, this can all fall apart like the last one. No, try not to think of that either.
I took a moment to breath, and look around at the table, the happy face and simple chatter that I clearly missed. This felt oddly comforting and nice. Mac's hand squeezed lightly on my shoulder and I shot him a smile, scooting my chair closer so I could lean my head against him. Yeah, this is where I was meant to be, this is what’d i’d been missing. Sure the sex was great but having a family that was better. The best thing of all, was loving Mac, and him loving me.
It’s strange how sometimes you never realise how much you needed something until you actually get it. Maybe a relationship wasn’t what I needed, but just Mac, all of him not just physically. Sure there was still a lot we needed to discuss, but I know one thing. I want this.
Damn way to get deep Rainbow. Chill out. Take this one day at a time, because that’s something you might be getting more of.