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Sex Defines The Relationship - KnightofLight/AmeliaRP (NSFW)

AmeliaRP

Super-Earth
Joined
Oct 31, 2018
Sex without commitment that what defined her relationship was with her lodger. It was something Paulina Pollard kept telling herself. It had seemed a rational and practical decision for her to ask Will to move in with her after she had inherited a house as family heirloom. They had been infrequent friends with benefits since the final year of college. Her own earnings were quite erratic as an aspiring actress supplemented with odd jobs. With three bedrooms, they could live independently more or less as just housemates.

"There was something I was going to tell you but maybe I already did. I've forgotten now so it can't be that important." They had a habit of entering each other's bedrooms unannounced even scantily dressed as the 25 year old redhead was when wandering into his. She tended to be quite casual about her modesty and Will should be well acquainted with. She could not help but think though that his assumption must be she was effectively letting him know she was available for sex that evening if he was interested too.

After living in the same house for nearly half a year, the unbetrothed couple still not had worked out any system other than hints and nudges. It was much more simple when they lived apart, just ringing each other to meet up which meant only thing when they wanted to spend anytime together. Despite the slight confusions now and again, Paula preferred the odd arrangement and comfort of each other's bedrooms for some intimacy and instant gratification.

"Six months we've now been here. Time seems to go ever so quick, don't you think?" Having the occasional fuck seemed to be the only thing the two of them had in common. Neither really knew that much about one another or went out of their way to find out. Even during their love-making little was said, before, during or afterward. Paula was unsure if she wanted him to say nice things about her other than his obvious pleasurable enjoyment. Moving further into his room she eventually sat down.
 
William Kingston was in the prime of his life. At least he liked to think so considering he was in his mid-twenties, had a steady job, and was living in a decent place. It was a far cry from the apartment he had been living in through college and for a little while beyond. Now when he looked around the room he called his own with a few scattered posters of games, movies, or bands that he'd collected over the years mixed with all the various things he'd collected over time he was quite pleased with how everything was. Neatly organized too for the most part because frankly through college he'd learned that living in a mess only pissed him off after some time. Now that he was living with someone else who he actually cared about the opinion of he kept things in order even moreso.

When Paulina walked into his room with next to nothing on he got the message even as he sat at his computer finishing up some extra work he'd picked up. Coding was a fine enough gig and it certainly paid his share of the bills and some. Normally he wouldn't be doing too much work but there was, as usual, some project that needed attention. When he turned to look at her the smile that crossed his face was small but genuine. Green eyes looked over her before his hand idly ran through his short dirty blonde hair that was, currently, a bit messy. He only had on a shirt and boxers seeing no reason to really put on anything else considering he wasn't going anywhere else this particular day. Spinning the chair around he raised his eyebrow at her scantily clad figure though the faint beginning of a bulge in his boxers made his interest obvious.

"To what do I owe the honor?"

It was a question that didn't really need answering. When she commented on time passing quickly he nodded. With a quick stretch his shirt went tight over the toned muscles of his chest. The faint outline of a body forged from exercise that was in fine shape but nothing overly exceptional. He didn't see a good reason to make himself into some kind of psychotic muscle bound action hero. As far as he was concerned Paulina and some other found him appealing and that was enough. He'd already gone for his morning jog too so he was freshly showered which partially explained the look he had going. His messy hair was a result of him absently running his hand through it among other little quirks. At 6'2" he was rather tall even sitting as he smiled at her.

"It does but that's a good thing don't you think? We've had a lot of fun and pretty much no issues. That's better than a lot of people I know who moved in together."

He leaned back in the chair.

"Maybe we should get something to celebrate six months? Order a nice pizza or something and get some drinks. Have some fun in honor of the occasion."

Will rubbed his chin, which was clean shaven as he generally found facial hair irritating to maintain, before leaning forward.

"Unless you'd like to celebrate first and have dinner later."
 
Eating together seemed sensible and pragmatic. It was often more convenient as well as economical and was included in the unwritten rules between the pair. As long as anything wasn't seen as any kind of imposition or burden it was likely to be allowed. They did have their own rotas of responsibilities each week for looking after the place and keeping it relatively clean and tidy but were quite flexible. Some tasks could even be seen as duties but not classified that way, but were more like who ever was the best suited, including for such routines as shopping or odd tasks like fixing things.

"We could do. It'll save me from cooking. If it is something you would like to do." At times, Paula could seem so indecisive. But it was not the way she would see it. She saw herself as being more particular if anything to ensure it was what they both wanted. She never saw herself as being the dominant one nor indeed want him to be. Fastidious may have been a better word to describe her. All she would claim was that she wanted to make sure they were retaining the dynamics of not being a married couple that risked one or both of them becoming possessive towards each other. She always wanted to ensure it was what Will wanted too.

"Did you want some physical exercise first? I don't mind if you don't." She didn't want to be the person initiate anything herself, worrying in case she got the blame. Even worse she did not want to feel rebuffed. The tall freckled woman preferred to err on the side of caution. Perhaps she would be a difficult person to live with in the conventional sense but hopefully it was different without demands placed on either of them. Their relationship after all was supposed to be like that, wasn't it.

"We've survived so far, I guess. Perhaps it is worth marking." The word partying did not quite seem to be that much appropriate since it conjured up crowds congregating whereas there was just the two of them t honour the occasion. Paula did not rule out having wine or something a little stronger. It wasn't often that they drank much at home but it was a questioning of timing. She had already taken his hand when reaching out towards her. More and more likely it seemed they were going to end up in bed first if not doing it on the floor.
 
She seemed to be interested in food but perhaps not right away. One of the things he'd learned about her through their relationship is that she would give ideas but she wanted, or it felt like, she wanted him to make the final decision. Perhaps it was just some kind of quirk of hers but it was never a problem for him. It wasn't like he was taking charge but more like he was admitting what he wanted. It was always a fun little thing between them. He smiled at her as she told him it was saving her from cooking so they could go with that if it was something he wanted to do. He turned slightly and saved what he had been working on letting the computer, once that was done, go into sleep mode so he could give her his undivided attention.

"I think we can order after we've gotten some exercise in."

Will always found it a little amusing how she would be coy about it. Maybe coy wasn't the right word. He got up and sat down next to her still holding her hand in his. They had survived so far. They worked relatively well together as housemates. Easy to manage expectations and they never really got in each others way. They understood the concept of space both having it and giving the other person plenty. It was why things were working out so far. Still, in this moment a celebration seemed in order. At least that was as good an excuse as any for what they might go ahead and do. He smiled as he leaned over.

"But how should we start? I think I'm a little overdressed for exercise. Perhaps you'd like to help me with that?"

He smiled at Paula. That was his way of doubly comfirming he was interested in getting something going. She was stunning and she could be pretty fun to be around. There was a reason they had become friends with some benefits after all. He assumed it was the same in return to him. For this moment, however, he moved to pull his shirt off. She could handle the boxers if she was so inclined.
 
"I still can't remember what I came in to tell you though. I suppose it will keep." When he came closer, Paula sat up and obliged. It was always a bit awkward taking off his boxers especially when his cock was already starting to stand to attention, causing the material to poke out. She needed to use both hands lifting the waistband away from his dangerous weapon until it proudly revealed itself in a boastful way. The redhead was never a great lover of fellatio but it did not stop her leaning forward and giving it a quick peck with pursed lips.

It hadn't been her intention to seek sex, although perhaps she was subconsciously coming into his room wearing just a pair of laced panties. It always seemed he had an appetite which was useful when she didn't mind. Paula never liked to admit that she quite enjoyed sex at times, at least not as much as she tended to. Getting up herself, she removed her knickers herself before climbing onto Will's bed, lying faced down. There was a strong hint that she preferred to resume a little anal training that she had been seeking to enjoy though without full penetration so far.

"I can turn over it you wish. Or try something else?" The 25 year old house owner was fairly relaxed about sex. She didn't have many hang-ups but had never been that promiscuous. She recovered from not having a very good experience when she lost her virginity a decade earlier but took her a while. In fact she did not have sex with a guy again until she started college. Her real enjoyment though only started after she hooked up with the guy she was now disturbing when they developed a relaxed relationship without placing any demands on each other.
 
"I'm not worried, if you need to tell me you will when you remember. I trust you."

He shrugged. She wouldn't spring somethign wild on him after all. He trusted her to do that much at least. As he moved over to her she moved his boxers off and out of the way. Even if she had done this before she still managed to struggle a little but it was incredibly endearing. She was something else really. Interested but never pressing. Wanting but never to the point of out and out needing. It made their relationship incredibly symbiotic. They apporahced the other when they wanted to and there was no pressure. Of course he was pulled from this line of thought as she kissed the head of his cock. He knew she wasn't the biggest fan of oral but that was fine. He wasn't asking for it.

She laid down which made him whistle just lightly.

"Somehow I'm always surprised how sexy you look."

He chuckled as if that somehow made his comment any less silly. Once she was face down on the bed and enturely undressed he looked her over wondering how it was going to go. Based on her position it seemed like she wanted some more anal training. He smiled and moved to reach into a drawer nearby where he kept his lube. There was no teasing her there without something. He poured a little on his finger before reaching over and gently rubbing it over the tight ring of her rear.

"We can figure it out as we go."

He gently pressed a finger without pushing into her.

"Besides, I'm happy to continue our training. How are you feeling today?"

It was basically asking: Fingers, toys, or actually try anal. He left the decision to her on how comfortable she felt as he get her warmed up for whatever she wanted on that front.
 
Never had she thought herself as submissive, at least to the extent of being completely compliant when it came to sex. It was not that Paulina was that dominant, more a little frisky. She generally preferred guys to be the more assertive though not being totally in control. Her own particular pleasure was in giving pleasure and she found that with William she liked him to teach her things in breaking new ground, primarily things she had never done before but what he wanted and what she believed he sought.

"You're not trying to flatter me, are you? You know I might like it." It was a jibe, accompanied with a little chuckle, slightly louder than a customary giggle. It was what made her feel feminine in a receptive way. It made her shudder, slightly more as she felt his finger gently glide over her puckered starfish, her anal skittle. Her unkept secret was that she liked it but did not want it to be known. Perhaps her body response though was the most revealing as her ass cheeks automatically clenched as if to held his exploring digit there.

"It's more slithery with the lube. Still feels you oughtn't to be touching me there." But that's where part of the extra excitement came from as if it was taboo or something not often openly talked about. It was the wrong hole but one she didn't have to worry about becoming pregnant. Paula took birth control pills but still she tended for her friend with benefits to wear a condom just as a further precaution. At time she wanted to stop using either but that would be perhaps too much of a dare. There wasn't the same need where he was currently using his finger so gently.

In response, her buttocks began to undulate in response to his touching her as if trying to encourage his digits to go further. The redhead was willing to sacrifice a certain amount of pain to achieve it as long as it came with a certain amount of pleasure. But the gratification was also for him, which she presumed would feel like an achieve meant as the tip slowly entered her rear orifice. She was already biting her bottom lip in anticipation as if disclosing the very reason she really had come into his bedroom but did not want to admit it even to herself.

"It makes me catch my breath. But I like it. Seems like a kind of challenge, an adventure." Paula reached down his one of her hands to see if her hand could locate not just his thighs but his rod between it, which she guessed would already be rock hard. She wanted to wrap her fingers tightly around the girth of his shaft, not only for his enjoyment but also her clandestine delight. The more aroused she made him, the more likely he would lose control of him. It was a point she wanted to reach but there wore also degrees of it that made him lose his inhibitions.

"I don't mind the pizza being later. It can be a nice aperitif."
 
“I thought flattery would get me everywhere?”

He smirked at her giving her a playful smile more than happy to play this game. It was a fun one and he knew she was willing to play some. When his finger slipped over her puckered place he watched her shudder. As he had discovered she seemed to enjoy the teasing. And he certainly did too. The training had been going rather well the few times they had done it. Her butt clenched trying to hold him in place even as he pressed there. He pushed his finger against her for a moment longer before pressing inside her.

”Is that you asking me to stop?”

He raised an eyebrow knowing quite well that she didn’t want him to. She wanted him to keep going. At least he was fairly certain that was the case. When the tip pushed in she bit her lip which told him plenty. This was perhaps what she had been after. Her hand moved between his legs and didn’t take long to find his shaft. He was already quite hard. His full eight inches with a decent thickness to it as he continued to tease her tightness. He shuddered as she stroked him.

”Mm, I’m fine with that. I might need the energy.”

He bit his lip as he pressed his finger into her to the first joint and flexed it inside her. He loved hearing the sounds of her moan and very little got him quite as worked up. He gave her a little grin.

”Might need to give me a little more attention. Wouldn’t want to be anything less than wet before I try taking you.”

He left it up to her if she wanted to use the lube that was nearby, her lips, or something he might not have thought of. Either way he was making it clear he intended to start the next step of training by seeing how she handled his shaft in her tight rear.
 
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