The Labcoat

Andy POV

Strip for the person to your left.
What the fuck.
Of course I would do that, but she'd think I'm a lunatic!

I looked around at her walls looking for a distraction.

"So what's with the creepy portrait?" I nervously ask, looking at the picture of an old man hanging above the fireplace.

"Eh eh eh, Andy." She smirks."Ain't gonna work this time."

"Well I AIN'T gonna do it." I say, stressing her horrible grammar.

"At least take your shirt off!"

"You have to do it with me!" I beg, knowing this was so unfair.

"Fine."

Chrissie POV

He stands up and fidgets with his jacket and I slip off my vest.
He pulls off his black sweater, and I almost swoon.
I think he noticed me staring because he chuckled,

"Like whatcha see?"

"Shut up chuckles."

He motions towards my shirt, and a gently rip it off.
I remember my scars and look down trying to cover my stomach and arms.
I don't dare look up. I was fucking tired of the criticism. Tired of the bullshit.
I'm such a pussy.
I look up anyway to see Andy looking down at his shoes, acting like he didn't see anything.

"Okay. Stop fucking trying to be speechless when I know you have a lot to say."

He looks up and sits down, grabbing my hips and pulling me onto his laps.

"When was the last time you did this?" He whispers, still looking down.
I don't answer. I just sit tracing his chest tattoos. He snatches my hand away from his chest and looks up.

"When was the last time you did this?!" He seemed angry.

"Why do you care."

"Because I want to-"

"YOU WANT TO FUCKING HELP. DON'T YOU?!"

He looks down again.

I sigh softly. "I haven't in a year."

He looked back up at me with sorrow laced in his eyes.
All of a sudden, he grabs my hips and pulls me up, setting me back on the couch and laying me on my back.
I mentally gasped as he grabbed my arm and placed his lips on the marked skin.

His lips moved up and over to my collar bones, as he nibbled lightly. He tenderly kissed my other arm and moved to my stomach.

I regret ever friending my blade and introducing it to my stomach.

He was still kissing until he found my belly-button and bit down hard, smirking against my skin when I scratched a pleasured yelp out of my throat.

He slowly rose up and hovered over me, shooting me with a provocative look.
Biting was my weakness and we both just found out.

I sat up and shyly whispered, "Let me see your tattoos."

He leaned back and layed on the couch, and I sat right on his 'you know what' and straddled him with my hips.

I traced over every ink scar on his body, studying them and storing them internally.

I felt a bump underneath me.

Is this really happening?

"Wait? Did I say that out loud?" I questioned.
"Say what?"

Whew!

I gently brushed against the bump, earning a low moan from him.
I didn't want to move to fast, but I still wanted to please him in someway.

I moved my knees apart a little bit to gain balance, but he placed his hands on my hips to secure me just in case.

I slowly undid his belt buckle, still looking into his beautiful blue eyes, now laced in lust instead of sorrow. I got his jeans off and rubbed the bump.
"Mmmm."
Wow he is sensitive... it's kinda cute though...

I reached my hand inside of the hole of his boxers and pulled out his length, watching him bite his lip anxiously.

Andy POV

This escalated quickly.

I felt myself getting harder by the minute, just feeling her soft fingertips trace the outlines of my memory book.

"Wait? Did I say that out loud?"
What did she say...

"Say what?"

Instead of answering me, she brushed against my hardened length.

I tried to contain my moans, but it obviously didn't work.
She was undoing my belt, still looking up at me. Once she got my jeans off, she rubbed my bulge.

"Mmmm." I'm such a fucking retard.

She grabbed my length and I bite my lip, trying not to scream my head off.
She was driving me insane.

Slowly moved her hand up and down, as I bite my lip even harder.
"Ahhh, Chrissie."

She moves faster in response.

I gasp, feeling my face turn red and the vein pop out of my neck.

"F-fuck." Am I really stuttering?
I knew I wasn't going to last long.

I was about to explode, when she takes me into her mouth, and I feel a whole other sensation.

"C-Chrissie..."

She hums sending vibrations to my length.

"Uhhhhh... C-Chrissie... I-I..."

I release into her mouth and she swallows, using her hands to squeeze the base, producing more juices.

I can't even talk, just pant.

She kisses her way up to my chest and neck and bites my jawline.

I whimper slightly and I wrap my hands around her tiny little body, noticing we still have our shirts off. I smirk to myself and fall into my peaceful dreams.

Notes

Was gonna do something different for the chapter but this was in my dream so...
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