Fifty Shades of Way

***Ivy"s POV***

He grabbed my hand, leading me into his house. We both giggled as we ran up the stairs, and into his bedroom.

"Is this what you had in mind?" I smirked.

"Maybe." he ran a hand down my inner thigh, and lightly squeezed, causing me to moan. He crashed his lips onto mine, and picked me up by my butt. I wrapped my legs around his torso, and he walked us over to his bed, gently placing me on top of it, not breaking the kiss. I slowly inched my hands up his shirt, finding his collar. I slowly began to unbutton it, as his hands trailed down my body. I finally got to the bottom of his shirt, and practically ripped it off his body. He smirked, as he began to undo his pants. A sudden panicked feeling came over me, and without thinking, I shoved his body off mine.

"I-Ivy? Did I do something? D-Did I hurt you?" his voice filled with concern. I just stared at him, not knowing what to do. "P-Please answer me. I'm so sorry if I hurt you in any way."

"N-No. I'm just s-scared."

"Scared of what? Did I go too far?"

"No. I-I dunno. I'm just scared."

"Please, tell me what's wrong." he gently stroked a strand of hair away from my face.

"Please don't judge?"

"Never."

I took a deep breath, and held his soft hand in mine. "I-I have, you know. Scars. Kinda all over. I wanna do it with you, Gee, I really do. I just don't want you to see what I did to myself. Trust me, i-it's not pretty." he looked at me with sorrowful eyes, and grabbed my hand, giving it a light squeeze.

"I'd never judge you in any way. The fact that you have scars doesn't make you any less beautiful than you already are. But if you don't wanna do it, Ivy, I completely respect that."

"No, that's not the case. I just don't want you to think I'm ugly." I felt on the verge of tears.

"There is nothing on this planet that could possibly ever lead me to believe that you are ugly. Nothing, you understand me?" I nodded my head, and pulled him in for a long hug.

"Thank you." I whispered. He held me in his arms for what seemed like hours.

"Gee?"

"Mhm?"

"I-I'm ready.." he pulled away from the hug, and stared into my eyes.

"You sure? Cause, I don't want to pressure you into anything you don't wanna do."

"No. I told you before, I wanna do it. I mean it." I smiled. He returned the smile, and pulled me in for a long passionate kiss. I wrapped my legs around his bare waist, and tangled my slim fingers in his hair. He slowly slid his hand up my shirt, and lifted it over my head, leaving me in my bra, and jeans. He then inched his hand down my stomach, and stopping at the top button of my jeans. He broke away from the kiss, and looked up at me, asking for permission. I nodded in response, and before I knew it, my jeans were thrown on the other side of the room. I slid my hands down his warm body, and pulled his already unbuttoned pants off him as well, leaving the both of us in nothing but our underwear.

"You sure you wanna do this?" he looked at me with questioning eyes as he slid his hand up my back, finding the hook of my bra.

"Positive." he happily nodded, and without questioning, he quickly unhooked my bra, leaving me half naked.

"Damn." he smirked. I playfully hit his arm, as our lips reconnected. Once again, I slid my hands down his body, slightly pulling down the top of his boxers, asking permission to take them off. He granted by putting his hands on top of mine, and helping me slide them off. Before I knew it, my panties were now on the floor, joining the rest of our clothing. We both laid complete naked on his bed, just staring into each other's eyes. He crashed his hungry lips onto mine, trailing down to my neck, and lightly sucking on my collarbones. I let out a soft moan, as he trailed down my stomach, then burying his face in between my thighs. I gasped as his tongue moved inside of me, and my grip on his hair tightened. I wrapped my legs around his head, as I felt his hot breath on me. My moans soon turned into whimpers as he slid two fingers inside of me. I took a deep breath, and dug my nails into his shoulders as I began to reach my climax.

"Holy fuck." I groaned. He chuckled, as he brought his lips back up to mine.

"Ready?" he asked. His eyes lit up as I desperately nodded my head. Within a matter of second, he slid on a condom, and aligned himself with me. "If you want me to stop at any time, just let me know, okay?" I nodded, and he slowly began to enter me.

"Holy shit, Gee!" I squealed. He grabbed my hand, and held it in his.

"You okay?" his voice filled with concern

"Y-Yeah." he began thrusting deeper, turning my moans into screams. I rested my sweaty head on his shoulder, as I dug my nails into his back.

"Fuck." he groaned, as his thrusts began to get sloppy. Sweat dripped from his hair, onto my neck, before he threw his head back, letting out a long, raspy moan.

"Shit, Gerard." I growled as I climaxed. He continued thrusting, until he soon reached his climax, and collapsed beside me. We both stared into each others hungry eyes, as our chests rose, and fell.

"Round two?" he smirked, out of breath. I snaked my arms around his neck, and pulled him on top of me.

"Oh, fuck yeah."

Notes

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