Page 42 of Jockstraps & Newspapers
"He's never going to let me live that down," Elliot tossed his head back and clinked his horns against the sunroof edge.They laughed the whole way to the gas station to grab snacks and even harder all the way home.They were a mess.A glorious, happy mess as they stumbled inside and fell to the floor in front of his couch.Sprawled out on the fuzzy fibers, staring up at the ceiling, they fed each other chunks of candy and lifted their heads only to take sips of their drinks.
And it was beautiful.Elliot had never laughed that hard with anyone before, especially not after mortifying them in front of his parents.They fucked in his parents' driveway and got caught.It would be burned in his brain for the rest of his life but…he never wanted to forget it.Not as he looked to the side and caught her staring at him.She smiled warmly.He reached around her head and brought her lips to his.Kissing her upside down and awkwardly until she flopped onto her hands and knees.Hovering over him, she peppered his mouth and face with kisses.
"I want you to meet my parents, my family," she breathed against his lips.
"Are you sure?"He cocked a brow.
"It's only fair…but…we'll have to be systematic about it, but… yeah, I do."She kissed between his brows.Careful of his horns, she climbed to her feet.This was big.Not but a few hours ago, she was sobbing about the idea of Lyra meeting Elliot.He knew the weight of her wanting this.Which meant he had to be on his best game.Elliot had to be five hundred percent Elliot Bonesaw.
"What's the strategy, Coach?"he teased, climbing up onto the couch as she paced in front of him.
"I'll invite everyone to the game.I have the discount for the gate, I'll have them all come to watch.And then, afterwards, we'll all go out for ice cream or something.It's gotta be public and it's gotta be somewhere everyone has to act on their best behavior.Somewhere that can seat all of us?Any ideas?"She'd ditched her heels and was currently in a pair of panties and a tank top she'd stashed in her bag.Elliot did his best to focus on the game plan at hand and not how cute her butt looked in frilly pink underwear.
Snapping his eyes up from her legs to her face, he caught her smirking.She snapped her fingers, "Focus Bonesaw, you can score after we work the game plan out."
"You got it, Coach," He snorted, giving her a two-finger salute.She rolled her eyes, shoulders trembling with laughter.Elliot beamed, "Why not the pizza shop around the corner from the arena?I know the owner; I can get us a reserved table for after the game.That way it's a public restaurant but it's secluded enough we can talk if we need?"
"Brilliant!"she hissed excitedly, frolicking over to him.Cupping his face, she kissed him hard on the mouth.Elliot leaned into the kiss and was left lingering in the air as she pulled away from him.His heart lurched.Butterflies filled the cavity of his chest as she ruffled the top of his head between his horns."I love the way your mind works!Okay, so we invite everyone to the game, then we all go to get pizza after, which is innocent enough."
Elliot stared at her.I love the way your mind works.His heart skipped a beat.Cassie whirled around to face him and his stomach bottomed out.She furrowed her brow, "You okay, big guy?You look kinda…I don't know, nauseous?"
I'm in love with you and I'm desperate to know if you love me too…The reason Elliot's heat hadn't gone away, the reason he needed her beyond belief, it stared him in the face.His mother warned him long ago that emotions, strong ones, could cause things like this.A mating frenzy, she'd called it.Elliot Bonesaw was in a mating frenzy because he was in love with Cassiopeia Darling and wasn't sure how to tell her…and he may never stop his heat if he couldn't find the guts to say it.He knew it as sure as he knew that the sun would rise, and his alarm would scream, and his body would be sore in a fantastic way.
Smiling, unable to help the choking in his throat, he stumbled over his words."Yeah, it's just…" he lied, "no one’s ever complimented me like that."
"What?Nonsense!You're so smart.You told me day one that SportsBall is all about strategy and I've never seen someone so good at it."She waved off the weakness in his voice as she stomped back to him.Cupping his face, she kissed him hard on the mouth again.He sighed dreamily against her lips.Her smile made his insides flutter again.Elliot dragged her down into his lap, engulfing her in his arms.She tasted of sugar and delight as she kissed down his jawline to his neck.The pressure of her nose nuzzling his neck made him shiver."Does my captain need reminding how good he is?"
Elliot groaned, her hips grinding down on him.Despite how needy his cock was, he didn't want to fuck her yet."Yes, Coach."
She snorted, "Don't tell Renner you call me that in bed."
"He'd laugh," he panted for air.No, Elliot didn't want to fuck her yet.What he wanted was to hear her scream his name…and he knew exactly the game play to get what he wanted.Elliot grunted as he worked his sore muscles out of the couch.Cassie shrieked in surprise, scrambling to cling onto him."Don't worry, I would never drop my girl."
She kissed across his cheeks, down his neck, nuzzling her face into the fur around his shoulders as he carted his journalist up the steps.He avoided their tossed clothing and shoes.Elliot tossed her onto the bed and crawled after her.He settled himself between her legs and peeled the pretty lace off her pussy.Cassie whimpered something close to his name.Elliot wanted more.Kissing up her leg to the inside of her knee where he moved to the other ankle and resumed his kisses.When he tossed the fabric away from him, he knew instantly it was caught on his horns.Cassie couldn't stop laughing and struggling to grab for them, but he kept avoiding her fingers.It made his body burn with great delight to hear her giggles and exasperated, "Elliot!".
When his kisses led his mouth to her soaked lips, she got a hold of her underwear.Cassie tossed them seconds before flopping back.Her fingers scraped through his hair and tugged at his scalp as his tongue spread her like the best dessert.This was returning the favor of her making it through the car ride with his cock in her mouth.His heat demanded.It burned up his chest and dug its claws into his lungs.Except, he slowed down even more.Kissing, tenderly licking, circling her clit; he wanted to savor her pleasure.The sound of her whimpering his name and moving his face in tandem with her hips.He let her guide him where she wanted.Savoring the sounds and delight in her body.
Elliot groaned into her cunt as she came with a sweet cry.Her fingers wrapped around his horns and shoved his face deeper into her.His tongue speared in and out of her.Cassie moaned his name like a song, over and over, until she pushed his face away from her overwhelmed pussy.With a sharp tug, she brought him up and over her.Their hips met as he sank into her with ease.She wrapped her legs around him and bliss washed over him.As he thrust into her sharp and slow, they kissed over and over.Lips sloppily meeting, tugging on each other with teeth.Elliot entangled their fingers and spread their arms above them.Her dreamy sigh against his mouth made his stomach clench up.Emotions, like a tidal wave of love, affection, and tender feelings crashed over him and left him drowning in her.For the first time, they didn't knot.Not that he cared.His whole body clenched up and his hips rutted in broken movements as he spilled into her.
"My sweet, goofy Minotaur, are you sure there's nothing wrong?"she breathed against his mouth.
There was a chance for him to answer, a chance for him to confess.Yet, the pressure wrapping around his vocal cords did not ease up.He wasn't ready to tell her.He wasn't ready to be heartbroken if she didn't feel the same.Elliot Bonesaw wasn't afraid of much.But the idea of Cassiopeia Darling looking at him and not whispering those three words back was petrifying.And so, he squeaked, "I just…finally got to make love to you in bed for once."
She giggled cutely, nuzzling her nose against his wet one."I know, look at us, fucking like responsible adults for once."
He barked a laugh, resting his horns against the headboard.Staring down at her, memorizing every inch of her face, Elliot let out a shaky laugh."I like doing this."
"Being responsible?Or…going slow?"She arched a brow.Always so fucking smart.
He smiled warmly, "Both."
"Me too," she croaked."You know you can ask for this, right?"
His face fell, studying her.Head cocked, smile soft and tender, fingers clenched around his, she gave him the space.He should have confessed but it was like trying to let the ball loose before he was ready to score.Elliot inhaled sharply through his nose."I do now, thank you."
"Of course, have to take care of my boy, right?"
He smirked, "My girl is the best."
