Page 47 of Fibre and Ink

Chuckling, I gripped him by the hips and started thrusting, my heels digging into the floor for ultimate friction. I started slow and then got faster, responding to the noises he was making and my own need to get more pressure on my clit to get off.

“So good,” Mickey gasped.

“Wanna come?” I was panting hard by now, feeling every thrust on my own body and getting close.

Mickey nodded. “Please!”

I wrapped my hand around him to pump him, alternating that movement with a shove of my hips until he was crying out and coming, spilling over my hand and clenching tight around my strap on.

“Ohhh fuck...” he moaned, his body going limp as he relaxed.

I eased out, on the edge of coming, and ground the dildo against myself roughly twice, and then I was coming too.

I collapsed onto the bed beside Mickey and groaned. “Fuck that was good.”

Mickey wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close against his side. His other hand came down to touch the dildo, he rolled his wrist, making it grind on me again.

“Mickey!” I gasped, not expecting that, but so turned on I was absolutely going to come again.

“You got one more in you?” He nipped my earlobe and I closed my eyes. certain no one had ever been more aroused than I was from the low register of his voice, asking me that.

“Yeah...” I came with a jolt, shuddering against his side.

He hummed his approval. “So good.”

We basked in the afterglow for a few minutes, just catching our breath and holding each other, until finally I had to clean up.

“Be right back.” I kissed his cheek and went to the bathroom to remove my harness and clean off the dildo.

I changed my binder for a black sports bra and covered up with an oversized tee, then went back to bed. Mickey had cleaned up the bed a bit, and was leaning against the pillow. He beckoned me.

“Come here, boyfriend.”

“Any time.” I climbed up and tucked myself under his arm, grinning up at him. “Happy?”

“Very.”

“Good.”

“Maybe I’m demisexual in that, the only person I really want to fuck is you?”

I laughed softly. “Maybe it’s just that we know each other so well? But also, I’m sure Astersexual is a thing.”

“It’s definitely a thing.”

Chapter Twelve

Friday August 7th

Aster: Hey Joel, it happened. Beardy farm boyfriend has happened.

Joel: I knew you’d do it you little slut!

Joel: congrats, are you happy?

Aster: ecstatic, happy is not a good enough word. I am over the moon and full of joy and love Joel: gross

Joel: does he have a brother?