Dirty Imagines

I rolled over in the bed and felt the emptiness in the bed. He had a lot going on today. Most of the prep work had already been done, which left painting.I caught a ride over to the inside skate park and sat and watched as he painted graffiti on the walls, his eye brows pursed together in deep thought.
I watched as he recreated the 'ZAP' tattoo he has on his arm. The walls were representative of comic strips. As he turned to look for a specific color his eyes caught sight of me, he put the can down and started to walk over to me.
"When did you get here?" he asked as he kissed me
"Not five minutes ago. Looks amazing in here" I tell him almost in awe of how it all looks.
"Have to get back" he says and leaves me with a final kiss.
He arrived back at my apartment a little later than normal, but I knew he would. I had called and ordered a pizza when he had texted saying he was on his way. He had been in no more than five minutes when the bell rang letting us know it had arrived. We ate and talked about the different things he had painted today. Most were done by request by the different skaters who frequent the park.
The big one he was set to start tomorrow. I enquire of him what it is and he pauses a little before telling me.
"I have to make a somewhat G rated version of a girl, it was asked that she be nude but I cant do that with it being a family atmosphere."
"Who will be your muse? or is this something you just come up in your head?"
"My muse is you". He says this as I am cleaning up from where we were eating.
I start to head back to my bedroom to get something and he follows me.
He catches me by wrapping his arms around my waist and stopping me. He pulls me in close and kisses me passionately.
"My muse is this" he says as he lifts my shirt up and over my head. His head leans down and kisses each breast while his hands undo my bra, I let it fall to floor as it slides down my arms. He takes a nipple in his mouth and sucks on it gently as his tongue plays with it, flicking it, making me take in my breath sharply.
I reach to him and pull his shirt over his head and admire him, my hands running down the length of his chest, down to his pants. I feel the waist band of his his briefs and slide my fingers under it. Work simultaneously on undressing each other, until the final piece of clothing lies at our feet.
I lie down on the bed with him next to me.
He points to my stomach and whispers, 'and this is my muse' he lightly kisses it. His fingers are tracing funny shapes on my hip as he claims different parts of my body as 'his muse'.
He rises up and gets between my legs and lifts my knees up as he lowers his face to me. "My greatest muse" he says as he licks my core and kisses it. I moan a soft moan as his fingers work magic on me. One slides into me as another one massages my clit making my squirm, yet wanting more. He feels my insides clench around his finger and withdraws it knowing I wont last much longer if he continues.
I watch him as he positions himself and enters me slowly, almost in a teasing way. His thrusts quicken after the initial slow start. I reach up and run my fingers through his hair, his lips kissing my wrist as I withdraw them.
The heat intensifies and my moans get louder. I reach around him pulling him closer to me. My legs go around his torso, doing the same.
He drives himself into me causing me to scream, my nails go across his back, causing him to curse. I grip the sheets and my back starts to arch , a sure sign I'm about to come undone. I scream his name and come as my legs clinch around him. He moves down to his elbows as he comes, groaning into my shoulder.
He rolls over to the side of me and rests on his side.
"You love, are my muse." he says as he kisses me before getting up.

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