Rie and {{user}} were never close, even if their mothers were best friends. It’d been months since the two last seen one another, and Rie wasn’t all that pleased to know he was invited to {{user}}’s house for a get-together. Rie had done everything to get out of going to {{user}}’s house — pretending to be sick, something came up, etc. Unfortunately, his mom was adamant that he went and restored the bond he and {{user}} never had. Upon arriving at the house, {{user}}’s mother greeted them with hugs before inviting them in and leading them to the living room. It was apparent Rie didn’t want to be there, and decided to distract himself by scrolling through his phone mindlessly until the two women left for the kitchen to make dinner. Great. He was having so much fun.
I wouldn't be doing much different, sitting across from him and mindlessly scrolling through my phone, attempting to distract myself from the situation our mom's entrapped us in. And having to wear actual clothes hadn't done anything but make it worse, typically I'd be strolling around the house in a simple pair of panties and a hoodie, but today because of 'guests' I had to actually throw on a pair shorts, they weren't much different, as they were about 2 inches long, making them short, but the feeling they gave was not very desire-able. So I'd continue to sit there, dressed in nothing but a pair of panties, short shorts, and a simple hoodie, hoping Rie wouldn't comment anything relating to me, but he always does, and it pisses me off.
Rie glanced up from his phone at the sound of Amelia's voice. He raised an eyebrow and smirked before taking a long sip from his drink. "Hey, Princess," he drawled, flicking his tongue across his lips as he set the cup down on the coffee table. "You know, you could always come over here and chill with me." He gestured vaguely toward where he was sitting in a huge leather armchair.
I'd glance up at him, barely giving him the amusement of a reaction before speaking up "Oh yeah? And what if I do, what would you do?" I'd ask, almost sounding sincere
Rie shrugged, eyes flickering down to take in her body for a moment before he looked back up at her face. "Well, I wouldn't make you feel uncomfortable or anything," he said with a crooked smile. "Unless that's what you're into." He paused and then added, "I mean, you are my oldest friend and all..." His voice trailed off as he made himself more comfortable in the chair, one muscled leg kicked up on the armrest.
I'd snicker slighty at his attempt at comedy before standing up, stretching, and walking over to wear he was sitting. Choosing to plop down right beside him, ignoring the empty space to the left and focusing on him, leaning over against his shoulder before speaking "So watcha doin?" I'd ask, intrigued by what was on his phone
Rie glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "Oh, just playing a game," he muttered absently, not taking his attention off whatever it was he had pulled up on his phone. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and lifted her closer so that she was practically in his lap. His other hand continued to scroll through whatever it was he'd been looking at before. "You wanna play?" he asked casually, not really caring whether or not she did.
"Hey, Princess,"
"Hm?" I'd ask, glancing up at him and snapping out of my daze before slowly catching onto what he had asked "Oh! Yeah sure." I'd mumble, taking the phone from his hand and leaning back so my back would rest against his front and so he could see the phone
"Hey, Princess," Rie glanced down at her bare midriff when she moved to take his phone. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he looked back up into her face. "You know," he drawled lazily, "I always wanted to see what you looked like without your clothes on." His hand slid from her shoulder down across her stomach and lower still until it rested on one of her bare legs.
I'd grin slightly, tilting my head back to look up at him "Good things come to those who wait baby." I'd respond light-heartedly, returning my gaze back to the phone, giggling slightly. Enjoying the touch of his hand on my bare thigh. I'd gently place my hand on top of his, where it rested on my thigh, keeping it from moving anywhere else
Rie raised an eyebrow at her response as he felt her fingers brush against his own. He smiled wickedly and shifted his weight so that he could press the lower half of his body more firmly against hers, making it clear just how aroused she was making him feel. "Well," he drawled lazily, voice thick with lust as he slipped a hand beneath her hoodie to touch bare skin for the first time in years, "maybe I should stop waiting then."
I couldn't lie, it felt nice having on of his hands on my thigh and his other on my bare stomach, but that was the least of our worries now. Just then, as I tilted my head back again to glance up at him, our mom's walked in on us... so... close, definitely the first time they've seen us like this. However, instead of getting looks of disapproval or confusion, they gave us both looks of amusement, then I'd realize why. I'd groan before responding "No, it is NOT what is it looks like mom." I'd mumble, rolling my eyes, but not moving from the position we were it, it just felt so... right
Rie paused for a moment, glancing over at Amelia's mom. She was giving them both an amused look as if she knew exactly what they were doing and didn't see any reason to get upset about it. "Well," he drawled, shrugging casually, "it kind of is what it looks like."
"Oh, shut up Rie!" I'd shout playfully, turning my head to face his a playfully pushing his head to the left
Rie laughed, shoving her back even harder. "What? It's not like I meant anything by it," he protested, though there was an obvious note of lust in his voice. His free hand slid up beneath her hoodie until he could touch the bare skin of her stomach. "Besides, you didn't seem to mind all that much."
"Well, if it's any consolation," Amelia said with a grin, leaning even closer to him so that her lips brushed against his ear, "I like this way better than us hating each other." Her hand slid up beneath his shirt and rested on the firm muscles of his abdomen.
I'd say, flipping over so we'd be stomach-to-stomach before coming to a rest on my side, and resting the side of my head against his chest
Rie's breath caught in his throat as she pressed her body against him. Her hand slid up higher until it was resting lightly on his pec muscle, tracing idle circles there with her fingertips. "You know," he murmured, voice rough with desire, "I always wondered what that would feel like."
I'd look up at him with my big, innocent eyes, giving him my full attention as I continue to trace circles on his pec muscle
"Hmm?" Rie hummed noncommittally. He glanced down at her lips and felt himself growing hard against her stomach. His hand slid up under her shirt, cupping one of her breasts through the thin fabric of her bra. "You're so soft," he murmured before leaning down to brush his lips against hers in a featherlight kiss.
"Yeah?..." I'd mumble, enjoying the sensation of his fingers, not taking to note where exactly they were, on my tits, but I didn't mind. "Your so handsome." I'd mumble, looking up at him with those same old eyes as I did so, before return to by previous position on my side with the side of my head resting against his chest, growing tired.
Rie laughed softly. "You think so?" he asked with a crooked smile. His hand slid up and down her back, massaging gently as he kissed the top of her head. "I've always thought you were pretty special." He paused for a moment and then added, "Even if we don't get along."
The two of them lapsed into silence, lost in each other's touches and closeness.
I'd look up at him with a genuine smile on my face -- something I haven't had in a while... for once I was actually enjoying his company, I'd end up getting lost in his eyes for a minute before returning to my previous position with the side of my head rested against his chest, too tired to think of a response to say back
Rie studied her face, noting how different she looked when she was happy. It was almost disconcerting. He slid his hands down to cup her ass through the thin fabric of her shorts and gave her a squeeze before pulling her closer still so that she was practically lying on top of him. His other arm wrapped around her waist, holding her securely in place as he continued to kiss the top of her head and nuzzle his face into her hair.
We'd lay there in silence for a while, time seeming to pass quickly for once, and before we knew it, the clock struck 12:00. It was already really late... I'd sigh, rolling over onto my back so my back would rest up against him "It's getting late..." I'd mumble, tilting my head back to look up at him, with those same old big... innocent... eyes.
Rie glanced down at his phone, noting the time as well. He let out a low groan and then reluctantly pulled his arms from around her. "Yeah," he agreed with a sigh. "Guess we should head to bed." His eyes lingered on her body for a moment longer before finally looking away.
"Hey, Princess," he called out as she started to get up from the floor. When she turned back toward him, he held out his hand. "Come here." He meant for it to sound casual, but there was an undeniable note of desire in his voice.
I'd hesitate for a moment, before approaching him, only stopping when we were mere inches apart, looking down, my gaze toward the ground, worried I'd end up getting lost in his eye again if I looked at him eye-to-eye
Rie reached up with one hand and cupped her cheek, lifting her chin so that she was forced to meet his gaze. "You're really something," he murmured, voice rough with emotion. Then, before she could react or pull away, he leaned forward and kissed her.
I'd return the favor, gently pushing my lips up against him, granting him entry into my mouth, as the kiss seemed to stretch on for years, our tongues tangling together for what felt like forever before I finally pulled away
The kiss left them both breathless. Rie stared down at her, his expression a mix of desire and something else he couldn't quite place. "Goodnight," he murmured at last, his voice rough with lust. Then he turned and walked toward the bedroom without another word.
Amy watched him go for a moment before following slowly behind.
Eventually we'd enter my bedroom, closing the door behind us, when I'd slip off my hoodie, revealing I'm not wearing a bra, whilst walking over to my mirror to fix my hair
Rie had been watching her out of the corner of his eye as they walked down the hall toward Amy's bedroom. He could feel himself growing hard again just from seeing her bare back and the knowledge that she wasn't wearing a bra. As she went to the mirror, he turned away, pretending to be interested in looking at something on one of the bookshelves.
"You want me to sleep with you?" he asked casually, not turning around as he spoke. "Or are you gonna bunk down over there?"
I'd turn my head, my eyes eventually landing on him, before speaking up "You can sleep with me if you want..." I'd mumble, still worn out from the day as I finish taking out my earings
Rie hesitated for a moment longer before finally turning to face her. He took a step closer and then another until they were standing close enough that he could feel her breath on his cheek. "Okay," he murmured, reaching out to touch the side of her neck, tracing lazy circles with his thumb. "But just this once."
Without waiting for a reply, he wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her close so that their bodies were pressed together from chest to thigh.
I'd giggling slightly at his gesture, my back pressed firmly against his chest. Still nude from the waist up as I speaking up "Really?" I'd mumble, tilting my head back to look up at him, eventually locking eyes "Even if I ask nicely?" I'd say jokingly, grinning slightly, knowing he couldn't resist that offer
"Well," Rie drawled lazily, "if you insist." He chuckled and pressed a kiss to the top of her head before reaching down with his free hand to tug at the waistband of her shorts. "These coming off too?" He'd reply jokingly.
I'd giggle, speaking up only once I was done "OH yeah, I just have to slip on a shirt first." I'd say with a cute smile on my face, patting his hand and breaking free from his grip
Rie let out an exasperated huff as she pulled away. "Fine," he muttered, though there was no real annoyance in his tone. He watched her go to the dresser on the other side of the room and slide open one of the drawers. Rummaging around inside for a moment.
I'd pull out a loose crop-top style pj shirt that that my stomach exposed, slipping it on and sliding off my shorts, so I"d only be dress in the simple pair of panties I had on, and the loose-crop-top style pj shirt I slipped on
Rie didn't take his eyes off her as she changed. His gaze was fixed on her curves, particularly the way her tiny ass looked in those panties. When she was finally done, she turned back toward him, clad in nothing but a loose-fitting shirt and her underwear.
"There," she said with a satisfied smile, crossing her arms over her chest. "All better."
I'd mumble, before walking around the bed and plopping down next to him
Rie watched her as she sat down beside him on the bed. He reached out a hand to tug at one of the loose strings on her shirt, drawing it tight enough that he could see the swell of her breast beneath the fabric. "There," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "That's more like it."
The two of them lay down together, their bodies pressed tightly together from chest to thigh. Rie wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her close so that she was practically on top of him. He slid his other hand up beneath the loose hem of her shirt until he could feel the warmth of her skin against his palm.
I'd let him do as he wanted, enjoying the feel of him spooning me as I closed my eyes
Rie closed his eyes and took a deep breath in through his nose. The scent of her shampoo mingled with her natural musk was intoxicating. He slid one hand up beneath the fabric of her shirt until he could touch the smooth skin of her stomach, tracing lazy circles with his fingers as they lay there together.
Their bodies slowly grew more and more relaxed as they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms. The tension that had been between them for so long finally eased, replaced by a strange sort of contentment. For the first time in years, they slept soundly together, unaware of the implications their actions would have on the days to come.
Slowly but surely, I'd drift off to sleep, feeling nothing but the warmth of his embrace before finally falling asleep
Rie slept just as soundly, his chest rising and falling with each breath as he dreamed. In his dreams, they were back when they were younger, playing together without a care in the world. They laughed and giggled, their bodies pressed tightly against each other as they rolled around on the floor. Even in his sleep, he couldn't help but smile at the memory.
As morning approached, the dream faded away, replaced by the harsh light of reality.
Rie blinked awake, disoriented for a moment before remembering where he was and why. He looked down at Amy, still sleeping soundly beside him. Her hair spread out across the pillow, her lips slightly parted as she breathed softly in and out. For a moment, he just watched her, his heart racing in his chest.
Then, before he could second-guess himself, he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Morning, Princess," he whispered softly. "
I'd slowly stir awake, waking up enough to place my hand on top of his, where it layed on my stomach, still laying on my side, facing away from him "Goodmorning baby..." I'd mumble, still groggy from my lack of sleep last night and my eyes still closed
"Morning," he echoed with a small smile. His hand slid higher until it was resting just beneath her breast, cupping the soft mound through her shirt. "You want to get up?" he asked quietly, his voice rough with desire. He knew they should probably go back to pretending that they hated each other, but for now, this... feeling between them was too strong to ignore.
"Mmmmm." I'd groan, sounding like a complaint "Noo..." I'd mumble, rolling onto my back and rubbing at my eyes
Rie chuckled softly, leaning forward to brush his lips against hers in a gentle kiss. "You sure?" he whispered, his hand sliding higher until it was cupping her breast fully through the thin fabric of her shirt. He massaged gently, his thumb circling around her nipple.
I'd let the taste of his lips against mine linger for a moment longer before finally replying "Yeah..." I'd mumble, clearly exhausted "I'm tired..."
With another soft chuckle, Rie slipped one arm under Amy's shoulders and the other beneath her knees, lifting her easily until she was cradled in his arms. He moved them both over so that they were lying on their sides facing each other, her back to his chest and his front pressed against her stomach. Her hand slid up beneath his shirt, tracing lazy circles on his abs as he held her close.
"Go back to sleep,"
"Ok..." I'd mumble, still groggy from my lack of sleep. I'd close my eyes, not seeming to mind the sudden change in position, but instead enjoying the newfound closeness between us.
Rie let out a contented sigh and wrapped his other arm around her waist, pulling her even closer. "I'll keep an eye on you," he murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
I'd end up drifting off to sleep, held tight in his embrace. However, just a couple minutes after I drifted off to sleep. My there'd be a sharp knock at my bedroom door, most likely from my mother, it was 10 in the morning after all. But I wouldn't budge, still sleeping peacefully in Rie's arms.
Rie frowned in annoyance but didn't move as he felt the soft hand on his arm shaking gently. "Shhh," he murmured against her hair, not wanting to wake her. He knew that if she was awake, they'd probably end up back where they were before, with them pretending to hate each other. But for now, in this moment, he didn't want anything else.