Naughty, or Nice?

Andy was more then releived when he wasn't pulled inside and fucked agaisnt a wall when he opened the door. He'd love it, but he also was sure someone from work had followed him home. That wouldn't ge very well if it ended up on a porn site.

"Hey Camille." He smiled, sitting down in a rocker chair and locking it into place, "Work went well today...' He said that with the hint of what they'd done during his lunch break, "Um...it went over very well." He blushed hard, and was staring at how sh was sitting. IT was only 4:30.

He purred in his throat as he stared at her, mainly because of her eyes once more. HE loved how her eyes always seemed to follow him. They always capitvated him and he loved how they worked. They both allured him and seduced him, just by moving. PErhaps that was what firswt got him.

"Do you want anything ot eat?" He asked, "I got some chicken, steak, I think I may have some hot dogs, and I can cook potatoes or whatever side item you need."
 
"Hi!" Camille chirped as he walked into the living room. She stood and gave him a hug and a chaste kiss. She placed herself in his lap in the rocking chair and smiled contently to herself.

"Nah, I'm not too hungry right now. Wanna watch a movie?" He asked looking up at him with innocent eyes.
 
Andy felt his member instantly erect and press on her. His eyes widened and he blushed ahrd, trying not to focus on it as it was very noticable. He was still reeling from discovering how to jack off.

"S-sure what m-movie?" He asked, noticing how close seh was to his face. He quickly stood and moved them too the couch, and let her sit in his lap again. He was so flustered by his erection it hrut his face.

"W-which one?" He whispered, handing her hte remote to choose.
 
Camille smirked to herself. She made no sign of knowing of his erection but knew full well it was there.

Once settled in her seat, Camille squirmed, rubbing her ass against his member to tease, claiming she was only adjusting for more comfort.

Picking the remote up, Camille surfed netflix. She wasn't finding much at first so she settled with Thor two. Her second favorite movie, the first being Thor.
 
Andy wouldn't admit that he felt her starting to tease hee painfully. He moaned and quickly closed his mouth to shut himself up. Yet he knew she heard.

He blushed as she rubbed it and he looked at the TV. In order to distract himself, he whispered, "how dies Thor sound?" He asked, whispering in her ear. He focused on not erecting harder.
 
"Sounds good to me." Camille smiled. She hid the shiver that ran down her spine as he whispered to her.

She pressed play and settled into Andy.
 
He ignored his arousal as the movie began, watching the pan through of Asgard with a smile. As the flashes accumulated into an intense action scene, he looked at her.

He wrapped a shaking arm over her, smiling, but blushing. He kissed her cheek once.
 
Camille smiled softly to herself as he kissed her cheek. This was nice. She liked being able to simply relax for once.

As the movie progressed Camille felt him against her. It was always in the back of her mind as she continued to shift, brushing against him on purpose.
 
Andy was trying not to let it show she was only keeping him aroused during the netire movie. HE was trying not to think about it, but the more she touched it with her ass, the worse it kept getting. He swore the wet spot would seep into his patns soon.

But he did enjoy being with her. He noticed how she never seemed to be veyr relaxed, and this probably was veyr good for her. He kissed her cheek, "I love you, I really do Camille. It's not becuase you're a stripper, or becuase you're sexy. It's becuase you're you~" He hugged her.
 
Camille froze in place at his words. She was immobile as her brain processed the meaning. Her heart beat quickened as she turned to face Andy.

Her green eyes bore in to Andy's as she sat facing him, straddling his waist. Her heart raced as she just stared into his eyes with a look of awe gracing her features.

After a few long moments of silence, Camille smiled. It was true and happy and innocent. Her lips pressed against his.
 
Andy pulled her against his body with a deep and meaningful kiss. Not a hasty one, or a sloppy one, but a meaningful, loving, seEn and drawn out kiss he felt burn into his very essence.

He loved her, but not for her body. Her body drew him in, he admitted. Yet, at that moment, he realized that the only thing that he wanted was Camille. He wanted who she was, deep down behind the exterior. He wanted it.

His pant a buldged but he didn't notice. All his thoughts we're on her lips, her face, and her love.
 
Camille ran her tongue over his lips, asking for entrance. Her tongue caressed his as a soft moan echoed around the room.

Her fingers ran through his hair as their bodies pressed against each other.
 
Andy didn't hesitate to allow her lips complete entry. He let her tongue take his, holding it, subjecting it to her will. He closed his eyes in pure ecstasy once more. The fire had come back.

"Camilleee~" he whispered, rubbing just slightly against her,"today...was probably the best ever."
 
"Uh huh." Camille murmured against Andy's lips before recapturing them. Their lips moved in synch as Camille leaned into Andy.

She pushed him to his back as her kisses moved to his neck. "Love you." She nipped at the skin, sucking and licking. "So much."
 
Andy was taken in such a quick instant that he no longer had the ability to recall how this started. All he knew at htis moment was that he was here. With her. AT this moment. In fire. In her arms.

He groaned, unable to even focus on her. He was unable to even reply.
 
Camille smiled into his neck. She kissed her way back up to his mouth and kissed him again and again. She couldn't get enough.
Pulling back Camille smiled down at Andy. Pure happiness was radiating from her. "Andy, I love you." She giggled feeling giddy. To tell the truth she had never been in love, not true love like this, an this was amazing.
 
Andy had hardly even expereicned the very bliss that romance was bringing down upon his body. He was more than pleasured: he was engulfed by her. Everythign was pushing down and making him, not only hers, but forever inovled in her.

"I love you like the stars at night. Every little beauty up there will never come close to what you give me!" He kissed her with a passion and pulled her on top of him.
 
Camille hummed against his lips. A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as their tongues wrested.

"God I love you." She whispered again. She could never get tired of saying that to him. "I'm gonna tell the girls tomorrow." Camille spoke as more of a question. She wasn't sure if Andy had told any of his friends yet. She hoped he had.
 
Andy was now laying on his back, and began to move his hips slowly. He felt his erection and wanted it to stay. He needed her.

"So long..." He groaned as she clawed his back, "...as they.don't kidnap me..." He chuckled, but looked thoughtful through her kisses, "would they...kidnap me?" He asked, blushing hard.
 
Camille giggled. "Nah.." She smirked. "At least, I won't let them." Camille nipped his earlobe playfully. "You're mine and no one else's." Camille moved her kisses down and nibbled on Andy's collarbone. She felt his hips rise to meet hers and readily ground down on to him. "Eager huh."
 
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