Comfort.

I kissed the top of Grace’s head and squeezed her hand.

“Why would I leave you?” I asked her.

“B-Because you could get tired of me. Of my personality, my stupid schemes, my body… You could have anyone you wanted, and there are many better than me.”

“Doesn’t the same apply the other way around, too?” I asked her, smiling. “You’re gorgeous, smart, perceptive… Any guy would kill to be with you.”

Grace scoffed. “For a night, at best.”

“Anyone who’d settle for that isn’t worth your time.” I closed my eyes and breathed deeply. “I can understand that fear. I struggled with it a lot early on, and I still do every so often. After all, I’m nothing special. I’ve got more flaws than strengths. I sometimes think that you’ll leave any day after getting bored of me.”

“That’s not…!”

“I know,” I said, hugging her closer. “It took a while, but now I know I can believe that you genuinely care about me. And the same goes for you. You know how much you mean to me, right?”

Grace nodded slowly.

“I’m not going anywhere, Grace. You don’t need to promise stuff like that to make me stay. I’ll be here for as long as you want me to.”

Grace chuckled softly. “What if I want you here with me forever?”

“Then I guess we better start thinking about where we’re gonna live in the future.”

Grace grinned and looked into my eyes. “Is that a proposal, Oliver?”

“Not until I have a ring and economic stability,” I told her, kissing her cheek.

“Boo…” She giggled and kissed my chin back. “I suppose that’s something for further into the future, isn’t it? And who knows? I may not be the one wearing the ring, but you can bet I’ll be there anyway.”

“...” My smile fell and my hold on Grace tightened. “I’m sorry I can’t be your boyfriend only. The others… I love them just as much as I love you.”

Grace shook her head. “I admit, lately I’ve found myself wishing it was just you and me, but they’re just some wild, dumb thoughts. I like what we have, the others included. Our group is becoming closer little by little, and I like it. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

We went quiet all of a sudden. We said what we had to say, and our points got across. We simply sat there under the covers, cuddling silently, holding hands, rubbing our noses together and sharing short, playful kisses.

“Sorry about that,” Grace said eventually. “My mind started running circles and I got insecure all of a sudden. I know you won’t leave me just like that.”

“Believe me, I know what it’s like. I’m actually kinda glad to know even you can feel like that sometimes. Tells me I’m not THAT weird.”

“Enjoy my mental turmoil, huh? You sadist.” Grace giggled, smiling from ear to ear. She began to move, pushing my arms away before she rose and sat down again, facing me and straddling my lap. Her breasts pressed against my chest and she began to roll my hair around her finger while her face was inches away from mine. “I’m also staying for as long as you want me here.”

I smirked. “So forever.”

“Yes.”

She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me, pressing her whole body against mine. Her tongue probed my lips and we made out passionately on the couch. The kissing, the warmth and the contact made my dick start to form a tent in my polar fleece pajama pants, and it also started to poke Grace’s crotch.

She grinned into our kiss. “Mmm, dirty boy ♥️. Already getting excited?”

“Want me to touch you down there and compare?” I teased back.

Grace nibbled my lip, slid her tongue inside again and rolled it around mine. “We agreed to behave tonight, didn’t we?”

“I bet I can make you come with nothing but kisses and fondling your boobs.”

Grace licked her lips. “Oh, I know you can. But how about this big guy down here?” she asked, grinding her crotch on my erection.

“I’ll hold it in tonight and you can pay me back twofold next time.”

“Mmm… Deal.”

It was time for me to take the lead, then.

I put an arm around her waist and held her firmly. Then I undid the first two buttons of her pajama shirt and snuck my hand inside. I felt her smooth skin on my fingertips and her hardened nipple on my thumb. Delightful chills ran down both our bodies. Grace loved being touched, and I loved touching her.

I kissed her deeply, shoving my tongue inside her mouth and sealing her lips with mine. That way, when my fingers sank into the supple flesh of her breasts, Grace’s moans couldn’t be heard.

“Mm. Hm. Ahn ♥.”

They still came out, though. They were soft, low and restrained, but Grace couldn’t stop herself. Her body shivered as I fondled her boob and assaulted her mouth.

I went a little farther than I intended, too. I only undid three of Grace’s buttons in case Isabelle or mom would come down. But I wanted to see more, feel more.

I undid her shirt to the last button, letting her breasts out in the open. Grace didn’t complain. Instead she smirked and grabbed my arm holding her to guide my hand to her other boob.

“This is risky,” she said, smiling in excitement. “Do you like it as much as I do?”

“I think so,” I admitted, leaning down to kiss her cleavage and suck on her nipples.

Grace pursed her lips tightly and let out a shaky breath out of her nose. She leaned down to whisper in my ear. “Imagine we did something like this in our classroom while everyone else was there.”

I pulled my face away from her bosom to kiss her neck and started fondling her again, squeezing her tits firmly. “We’d get in serious trouble,” I whispered back.

“No, we wouldn’t,” she said breathily. “We’d be seen, but no one would care. They’d keep talking among themselves while you bend me over your desk and plunge your long, thick cock inside me.”

I grinned. I licked her lips and gave the lower one a nibble. “I’d open up your shirt just like this, let these melons hang and sway as I fuck you from behind, and no one would bat an eye.”

Grace shivered. “And you just know Mila and Sarah would want to join. What would you do then?”

I pinched Grace’s nipples and gave them a small twist. Her legs and hips quivered on top of me. “I’d grab Mila by the waist and start making out with her while I got my hand between Sarah’s legs and started fingering her.”

Grace closed her eyes to picture that sight. She grinned and licked her lips. “The room would stink of sweat and sex and no one would mind.”

“I would come inside you and watch you pussy quiver, and when I pull out, Sarah would get down on her knees and drink the mix of our juices.”

“Oh… ♥️.” Grace began to tremble more, her hands gripping hard on my t-shirt. “And while Sarah cleans you up, Mila would start drinking your cum directly out of my pussy. She’d shove her tongue deep inside to get all of it out and have it for herself.”

Fuck. My dick was twitching. The mental images were too strong and were hitting too many sweetspots. Any more and I’d be unable to contain myself. I’d end up fucking Grace for real.

I sealed her lips again, both to stop her from giving me more arousing scenarios and to to finish her off. As much as those mental images worked for me, they’d done every bit as much for Grace.

I continued kneading her breasts and kissing her passionately, not giving her a moment to pull away. Saliva began to run down our mouths, and Grace even began to subconsciously grind her crotch on my leg.

She came a minute later, trembling in my arms and holding back her voice for dear life. her flushed face in the moon-lit room was straight out of some naughty fairy tale.

She took a moment to come down from her climax, breathing in and out. Then, she locked her eyes with mine and kissed me hard, lips only.

“Let me blow you,” she said, gasping. “I’ll make it quick.”

I grinned. “Nope. We made a deal and I delivered on my part, didn’t I?”

“Are you really going to be okay?”

“I’ll live.” I kissed her cheek. “I’m really looking forward to when you pay me back.”

Grace kissed me hard on the lips again. “I’ll pay you threefold. Fourfold.” She shivered from an aftershock. “Fuck, I love you so much. I’ll have to think of something good.”

I began to button up her shirt. “Think you can sleep well now?”

“I’ll be out like a baby in minutes,” she said, grinning. “But yeah, I better go back. We’ve pushed our luck enough.” I nodded. “That said… We’ll make that fantasy a reality one day, you know?”

I raised an eyebrow. “Will we?”

“Yes. I have a strong feeling we will.”

I chuckled. “Go to bed, Grace. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, love. And thank you. For everything.”

We shared one last, tender kiss before Grace went back to my room. Once she was out of hearing range, I let out a groan into my pillow.

I acted tough, but holding this back was going to be agonizing. I hadn’t felt such a need to masturbate in months! But no, I’d resist the urge, because I knew that when Grace paid me back, it would be mind blowing.

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