Slow Motion (Audio Script)

Stories

“Tired?”

“Beyond…

I don’t think there’s a word for how tired I am…”

“I feel like I got hit by a truck.”

“Was it a moving truck?”

“Mmmhmm.

Body… hurts… brain… empty…”

“Well, at least it’s all done.”

“We’re absolutely nowhere near being done.

But I like your optimism.”

“Okay, well… we’re done moving everything. We’ll think about unpacking some other time. Not now, though. Sleep now.”

“Mm… it’s kind of weird being in a new bedroom tonight.”

“You miss our old one already?”

“Actually… no.

The ceiling fan was way too loud, and I hated being above the alley.”

“That place…

I’m so glad we’re out.”

“No more asshole landlord.”

“Oh, thank god.

That guy…

I swear to god that guy was…

No, you know what, I’m not even going to—he’s out of our lives.

We never have to see him again, thankfully.”

“There’s a vein popping in your neck.”

I roll over on top of you and press my forehead against yours.

My body is wrecked from hauling moving boxes all day.

Every muscle is throbbing…

Definitely going to be sore in the morning.

I pull the duvet cover up around my shoulders and hide us beneath the covers.

I’m really happy I set up our bed earlier this afternoon.

Sleeping on a mattress on the floor sounded awful after such a long day.

“Mm, alright, guess it’s that time.”

I roll off of you and settle on my side.

You turn towards me and lay your head partially on my pillow.

You’ve always done that, ever since we first moved in together.

“Mm, night, babe.”

“Night.”

I’m exhausted, but… you feel so good.

Your mouth is warm… and… I don’t know… I feel like I don’t want to stop…

I was ready to fall asleep moments ago, but now I just… want to keep kissing you…

I drag my lips over to your cheek… and down your jaw…

right over to your neck.

There’s one particular spot… right below your ear…

Mm, that spot that always makes you suck in a breath…

makes your toes curl sometimes.

“What happened?

I thought you were tired…”

“I am, but… you just… feel good…”

“Can’t help myself…”

You lift your hand to drape it across the back of my neck.

Your fingers trace circles across my skin and you pull our faces closer together.

I close my eyes and take in the scent of your hair.

It’s a mix of sweat, shampoo, and something else entirely… something that’s just you.

Your tongue slips past my lips and I open my mouth wider for you.

You push your fingers into my hair and tug a little.

I move my hand under your shirt and just feel your skin against mine.

You’re warm from being under the blankets…

I just… take a moment to look at you…

to breathe you in…

You lay your hand on mine and guide it up over your ribs… up to your breasts.

I let my fingertips just… drag over your chest.

I’ve always loved the feeling of them getting hard in my fingers or my mouth.

It’s just… so fucking hot… literally seeing you get turned on.

I roll one between my fingers… just pulling on it…

twisting it a little…

Your brow furrows and you squeeze your eyes shut, that gorgeous mouth hanging open… fuck, I’m getting hard.

“Use your mouth…”

There’s something so hot about this… so slow and sleepy…

lazy almost…

“Do you feel me…?

You’re getting me so worked up…”

“Show me…”

I sit up and pull my boxers off.

My dick is getting hard…

it’s not quite throbbing yet, but… it won’t be long…

You lean forward, sitting up onto your elbows, and reach for my shaft.

Your fingers are soft as you jerk me off…

slow and gentle…

“Oh, baby…”

I slide further down your body, tracing a line down your chest and stomach with my mouth.

Your hips twitch a little as I trace the curve of your waist… and drag my fingers over the top of your thigh… down beneath the waistband of your panties.

Your folds are hot and slick…

fuck, that turns me on so much.

You pull your legs open for me and throw an arm behind you to hold onto the headboard.

I tease your clit with my fingers… circling it slowly before… applying more pressure.

Your hips buck against me.

Your breath is coming in short, quick gasps…

I think we’re both too tired to dirty talk, but it’s kind of nice. The only sound in the room is our breathing, your soft moans…

I slide further down and settle between your legs.

Your hands immediately tangle in my hair and you practically push my mouth up against your pussy.

I work my tongue up and down through your folds… just flicking it out to tease your swollen clit… then, swirling around it…

I suck your clit into my mouth, and reach out to place my hands around your hips.

I dig my fingers into you as your whole body pushes against my mouth.

You fuck yourself on me… using me to get yourself off…

You lift your hips off the bed and I slide my hands underneath to grip your firm ass.

You have no idea how much I love feeling you come undone…

I want to take my time with you… savour every moment…

“Oh, don’t stop, baby, please…”

“Shh, don’t worry…”

I lift up your legs and you place each one on top of my shoulders.

Just to bring you that little bit closer to me.

Your thighs are tensing around my ears.

They’re starting to tremble, like you’re getting close to the edge…

Oh, fuck… keep going… keep going…

The scent of you… the sounds you’re making… your face as you get close to trembling… it’s all completely overwhelming my senses.

Your wetness soaking my chin as I drink you in… oh my god, you are so incredible…

“Yeah, right there!

Don’t stop!”

My dick is throbbing now.

Watching you… well, feeling you passion… it was almost too much.

The way you writhed under my tongue… your thighs squeezing around me…

“Come here…”

You reach for my dick again and stroke your thumb over the tip.

You close your hand around the shaft and… jerk me nice and slow…

“Get on top of me…”

Your hands are desperate and there’s an urgency about the way you pull me up.

Like you need me…

Your mouth is on my jaw… your teeth scraping gently across my stubble…

“You want me?”

“Yeah, baby, I want you.”