To B, Q, J, whatever I'm calling you at the moment, my twisted tattooed knight in black armor, a memory mixed with fantasy.
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Alli makes her way through the front door, instantly noticing the delicious scents coming from the kitchen. She wanders into the living room, flopping down onto a recliner and tugging the headphones out of her ears. Taking a few deep breaths and trying to normalize her breathing after the long run, she pauses the song on her phone and tosses it onto the table next to the recliner. Her legs stretch out in front of her and she slowly raises her arms above her head, stretching her body along the recliner. She tugs her hair free from the ponytail, hands running through her dark hair. The batman t-shirt rides slightly up her stomach, revealing bare flesh between the shirt and the black shorts that hug her thighs. The only other color to be found on her are the bright pink Nikes that remain on her feet. She idly wiggles her feet, listening to the sounds in the kitchen, knowing he's making something delicious in the kitchen right now. She settles back into the recliner and starts to drift off to sleep, one leg hanging over the arm of the recliner, her legs spread as her body relaxes and sleep overtakes her.
Kyle hears the front door open and close and smiles to himself, knowing she's just returned home from her run. He turns his attention back to the food in front of him, quickly finishing up the meal he's prepared and placing the plates in the microwave before heading into the living room. He opens his mouth, about to let Alli know the food is ready when he notices her sleeping on the recliner. Another smile pulls at his lips as he stands there a moment, taking her in.
Her tight shorts showing the definition on her legs perfectly, her legs spread slightly in her relaxed state. The Batman t-shirt has ridden up on her body, exposing her bare tummy as she relaxes into the recliner. Her chest rising and falling softly with her deep breaths, his gaze lingering there a moment before continuing along her body. The long and wavy dark brown locks spill over the recliner and her shoulder, having just been pulled free from the ponytail.
He steps closer, already feeling the effect she has on him, his desire starting to build more and more as he gazes at her. His movements bring him to the side of the recliner, fingers brushing lightly along the arm of the chair. He slowly moves his fingers to her leg, a feather light touch as they slowly slide up her leg. His lips pull up into another smile as he hears the soft sigh from Alli, letting his fingers slowly drag up and down her bare legs.
Kyle moves to the front of the recliner, his gaze never leaving her sleeping form as he kneels down on the floor. He slides his hands slowly up her legs and parts them, taking care not to wake her. He leans in and presses his lips to her calf, leaving a soft trail of kisses along her flesh. Unable to stop himself he nips her flesh lightly, hearing a gasp escape her lips as her body arches up against him. He drags his fingers down her legs, nails teasing lightly as he calls up to Alli.
"Hey Alli, it's time to wake up, must have been a long run today. I was going to let you know I have everything ready if you're hungry, but I thought I would see if you needed a massage after that run today first."
Alli's green eyes flutter open, a slow, sleepy smile spreading across her lips as she lifts her head slightly, gazing at him down on the floor. His hands are warm, wrapped around her legs as he continues to place soft kisses along her legs, fingers kneading softly into her flesh. She can feel his warm breath brushing her bare flesh.
She stretches along the recliner, feeling his hand glide up her bare leg, moving closer and closer to her shorts. A soft whimper spills from her parted lips as he massages her leg lightly. Her eyes sparkle as she gazes down to him, wiggling her hips into the recliner and capturing her bottom lip between her teeth. She bites down gently before batting her eyelashes and letting her voice take on a soft whine.
"My legs are so sore from the run today, maybe you can give me a little massage before we eat? Just a little massage, I promise! I would be so grateful Kyle."
He laughs softly, winking up at her as his teeth press lightly into her leg again before he sits up straighter on the floor. His hands glide down her legs, teasing her with soft touches and kisses. A bigger smile spreads across his lips, seeing her respond to him, seeing the desire burning in her eyes. He enjoys the tease though and starts to untie her bright pink shoes, chuckling at the shade, so very fitting of Alli. He pulls one shoe off and tosses it on the floor behind him, quickly following with the other and her socks. His hands slide back up her legs, slowly kneading and massaging her muscles. Every few strokes of his hands are punctuated with soft kisses to her legs, causing her to giggle and wiggle her toes.
Kyle massages deeper into her legs, working the muscles, getting rid of the knots and tension. Her eyes slip closed as soft sighs of pleasure escape her lips, mixing with her shallow breaths, her rising and falling chest was evidence of that. His hands work higher and higher up her thighs, stroking and teasing her inner thighs as he works up to the bottom of her shorts, letting his fingers dip underneath the fabric for a brief moment. His length hardens further in his pants, making him shift in need, aching to be inside of her but enjoying the tease too much. He takes the fabric in his fingers and tugs lightly, making Alli's eyes snap open and meet his own. He grins up at her.
"I'll have to take these off, so I can make sure to massage every muscle. We wouldn't want you to get sore now would we Alli?"
Alli nods as his hands tug at her shorts, lifting her hips on the recliner and helping him pull her shorts down her thighs. His fingers slip between her thighs, brushing lightly along the fabric of her panties, pressing against her. He growls as he feels the wet fabric against his fingers, tugging her panties down to her shorts and quickly pulling them free from her legs. He wraps his hands around her thighs and tugs her hips to the edge of the recliner, spreading her legs and hooking them over the arms of the recliner.
His hands slide down her thighs, closer and closer to her dripping core as he leans in, his lips and tongue following the path of his fingers, making her whimper and moan with each gasping breath she takes. He gazes back up to Alli, his lips hovering over her core, his breath warm against her wet flesh, just barely out of reach of where she's aching for him to be.
"Someone's a little worked up, now aren't you Alli. You're so wet for me, so ready for me, what do you need Alli? Tell me what you need."