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Home Sweet Home

"Lizzie!"

My voice echoes throughout our house but silence takes over...

Our house.

Weird to say but it feels good to say.

This is our house.

I thought Lizzie would have fallen into pieces about the news but she held it together. She deserves this home.

We deserve this home.

She deserves to decorate it for every holiday, which is pretty much every day, and walk around pantless even.

"Elizabeth, where are you!"

"It's hide-and-seek Jaylan. That's the point." A trail of giggles follows.

Tonight was successful, minus the bill Big Red gave me for the TV and the backyard furniture we now have.

It was good to see Lizzie smile, relaxed, and just feel at home with her friends.

At home.

Our home.

I definitely could get used to that after school is out, just everyone being here, kickin it.

"Nona Nona boo boo, you can't catch me!" Lizzie breaks out my train of thoughts coming from upstairs.

A smile pulls up my lips and I quicken my pace. Oh, this house is going to be a problem... a big problem at least for me because I can't seem to find my tiny, future wife.

Swinging open another cabinet, my search for Lizzie is delayed.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are!" I call out, looking for a miniature girlfriend who is probably hiding in the craziest ass spot.

"No way!" her voice squeaks and bounces off the walls.

"I just want to plaaaayy," I drag out.

"NO!" Lizzie says firmly with a trail of giggles.

"I thought you like playing games," I tease.

She giggles and huffs softly. "Not when it involves my conga drum!"

Throwing my head back, I laugh. "I promise I won't do that."

"Don't make promises you can't keep!"

Ouch that hit my ego a bit but I'll be alright. I can't help but laugh at the birthday girl either because now everything in my body is heightened to please the birthday girl.

"Lizzie, I was kidding. I'm actually tired," I playfully say but she huffs.

"Uh uh."

My lips pull up into a bigger smile as the giggles sound near me, as if she is innnnn -

"Ah ha!" I open the pantry door, only to find it's girlfriendless.

"You can't find me!" she sings with a teasing tone that sounds near me.

"You better stop teasing me!"

Closing the hallway pantry door, I check the first room, which floods memories to me of how I used to stay here with Mom. Right at that tiny bed by the window, she would read to me Goodnight Moon. Knowing in the future-

Nevermind.

Shutting the door, I hear tiny feet tread and a flash of beige from Lizzie's dress. Quickly striding into our bedroom, Lizzie is in the corner of the room, trembling, laughing away, and bending her knees as I get closer. I completely ignore the fact Uncle Steve and Marcus had brought my bed here earlier from Uncle Steve and Aunt Lisa's house.

"Jaylan stoppp!" She squeaks as I'm closing in on us in the corner next to the dark wooden chestnut dresser.

"I got you nowww," I growl as my teeth graze her neck playfully.

"Jaylannnn" she cackles, the sound bouncing throughout our room.

Spinning her around to face the mirror, we sway each other back and forth. We reflect each other and Lizzie wiggles in my hold and I dip my head down by her neck.

"You are mine forever." I laugh, making her tremble. Shrugging up her shoulder, I flicker my eyes at the mirror of us, the hottest thing ever I've seen.

Her eyes look so pure, with a rich brown. The more I get to know Lizzie, her brown eyes continue to morph and have me getting lost in them. 

"You mean it?" She softly hums.

Looking at her reflection, I offer with assurance, "I absolutely mean it, Lizzie."

She dips her chin down as she squirms against my pelvis, softly thrusting my hips forward. "I mean it."

"Look in the mirror," I deepen my voice and her arms tremble against mine. Lizzie lifts her head up. Our heights are vastly different.

I think she got shorter.

Lizzie bites her lower lip, looking at me through her eyelashes and igniting all the pulses in my body. "Thank you for everything, Jaylan. Today really meant a lot to me."

Planting a kiss on the top of her head, Lizzie shuts her eyes. "Lizzie, with everything you do for me, this is something you deserve and it's way overdue."

"I do it because I love you Jaylan." She softly whimpers and I hold her close to me.

Lizzie has been there for me so much this year, with overcoming some dark obstacles and still walking with me through it. I've never been so grateful for her and tonight makes me want to do more things to celebrate her all the time.  My stomach leaps a bit, thinking about the day I will propose to her and everyone who's already invested in it.

"I love you so much, Lizzie."

Lizzie centers herself but rubs right on the cobra. "I love you too, Jaylan."

Silence stirs between us as we stare at each other in the mirror. I kiss softly on her neck and to see her angelic face relax like this through the mirror continues to stiffen the cobra. Making a trail down to her neck and her shoulders, Lizzie relaxes and hums softly. I take this opportunity to put my hands on her waist and plop her on the dresser counter. It was empty. 

The sound echoes through our room, putting a groan in the back of my throat. "Ready to try something new, now that you are twenty-two?"

"Like what?" Her eyes sparkle.

My lips twitch to the side and Lizzie crinkle her noses but bites her lower lip as our lips connect gently. It's probably because my devil horns are on full display.

"Jaylannn, your devil horns are showing"

I hang my head breathing a chuckle and look directly in her eyes. Gripping the sides of her scorching butter thighs, I slot myself between them. "We make love right here," I offer, knocking on the wooden dresser.

Her cheeks glow pink as our noses touch each other. "Right here?" The angelic innocence just overtakes my hellish thoughts right now.

"Right here." Our breaths fan each other's lips.

The heat radiating off her skin warms my body up as I inch closer to her face. She flutters her eyes up, looking at me through her eyelashes. To my surprise, she meets my lips. She cradles her tiny hands to the side of my face as we deepen our kiss. The more we have sex recently, Lizzie has taken so much more initiative and I love it.

My hands move higher, with the ends of her dressing inching up. I take the opportunity to lift her dress all the way off her body, revealing her cream lace bra and wh- bareless honey pot.

"Naughty Lizzie." Arching my brow, Lizzie shrinks up her leg a bit and laughs as she bites her lips again. Growling, we deepen our kiss. She unbuttons my shirt as my hand touches her searing hot thigh.

"Hop down," I rasp as I shrug off my dress shirt off my shoulder.

Lizzie easily gets down and I'm towering over her. The eye contact she is giving me is going to make me bust too quickly, before even getting started. 

"Turn around." My hands on her hips, I guide her to turn and look at the mirror again.

"I love seeing your face when I'm deep inside you..." I bend down, kissing the side of her neck on her beating pulse. "And I want you to see what I'm seeing when I do it again."

Lizzie eyes darken into a beautiful brown almost with a tint of gold. "I love seeing your face too," she softly says with her lip between her teeth.

"You do?" I hum with a eyebrow raised

"Mhm" Lizzie lips curl up as she keeps her teeth in her lower lip. The goose bumps arising on her body just reminds me of her first time.

"Tell me what you like to see?"

Lizzie's body ignites like a blazing flame as my hand runs down from the top of her back slowly, to her bra. Unexpectedly she says, "The way your eyes change colors, when you look at me."

Of course, she would remember a detail like that but so would I.

"That's because..." Unhooking it, I place it to the side. "I love you."

Wrapping my arms around her, I take one hand and cup her breast. My palm fills with warmth and softness, building heat inside me. Lizzie's mouth gapes open as I roll my thumb on her nipple. With my free hand in front of us, it slowly goes down the front of her mound, bare and wet as I creep slowly in between her outer folds.

"So wet baby, I love it." Moving my hand down causes her body to vibrate.

"Jaylan." She gasps out softly as her body pushes up against me.

She flutters her eyes closed as I work her already swollen clit, so I give it a tug. "Hey, eyes open, so you can see the beautiful faces you make."

Lizzie forcely bites her lips as she flicks her eyes open with a hooded gaze through her eyelashes. She hitches her breath.

"Look at you." I kiss the shell of her ear, as I insert a finger inside of her. "So beautiful"

Lizzie's nostrils flare a bit as she watches me move my finger in and out of her. Her knees move forever and I tug on her nipple again. 

"Jaylan!" She gasps again as I feel her walls tighten around my finger.

"So sexy, Elizabeth," I rasp as her mouth begins to shape into an O.

She whines softly as she rests her elbows on the dresser, spreading her legs and riding my finger. With my free hand, I take the opportunity to connect my hand on her ass cheek. Lizzie flashes a smile as she lets out a gasp, hanging her hand down low as cum leaks out of her. The way her curly hair is laying down her back is ruining me in the worst way, I can't wait to grip it.

Digging in my pocket, I take out a condom and place it down on the dresser. Lizzie's breath continues to hitch as she tremors from her orgasm. I unbuckle my dress pants and kick off my shoes in the process.  Resting my palm on Lizzie's bare ass, I tap it again.

"Jaylann." She giggles but wiggles her ass.

"Told you," I warn and she bites her lower lip

I take my finger and rub her sopping outer folds, teasing her inner ones again. Lizzie's shoulders tense up again and I rest my hand on her shoulder. "Rest your arms on the dresser."

Lizzie leans forward, arching her back and sticking her ass out. "Just like that" My hand connects right to her right ass cheek.

The candy filled giggle made the cobra extra stiff, it's ready to pop out. This image of her right now is truly blissful. So smooth, squeezable and just ready for me and only me. Lizzie bites her lower lip, making this hard-on inevitable to bust. Her glory of black hair curtain to the side gives a view I will mentally keep forever in my mind, like every moment we have.

Taking the condom and pulling down my boxers, my cock springs free. Lizzie's eyes gawk but stretch wide when she is caught.

"It's yours, remember?" I wink.

Lizzie sucks in her lips like a fish. Her cheeks glow pink and I rest my hand on the side of her hip.

"Say it."

"Es mio (It's mine)," she softly purrs and I groan, making her giggle.

Opening the condom, I make sure she sees I rip it open with my teeth. With her hot glaze bouncing off the mirror, I roll on the condom.

Damn, we look like a fucking homemade movie right now. 

I lick my lower lip as Lizzie's eyes sparkle, fluttering her eyelashes. With another tap on her ass, my pelvis meets her warm, smooth skin there. The contact alone pulses me into the moment I've been waiting for.  Her skin is burning fire and my hands wander down her back softly, feeling the goosebumps rise.

I bend down and kiss behind the shell of her ear. "It will feel different, but I think you will like it."

Lizzie nods as I find her entrance from behind and slip in the tip. Lizzie's hand slips and I hold onto her. "Here, lean forward and look at me."

Pushing in a bit more, Lizzie's back arches up and I rest my hand on the curve of her back. Inch by inch, slowly, Lizzie grips me tightly. The heated pressure squeezing me tightens my balls, making me groan out. "Fuck!"

Lizzie relaxes her walls but still throbs around my cock as I move in. The first thrust of my hips to her ass makes the whole room echo.

Music to my ears.

Her hair falls on the side, curtaining the dresser as I buck my hip into her again. But the best part is Lizzie doesn't lose eye contact with me.

With every thrust, Lizzie's jaw relaxes with her mouth gape open for air as I pick up the pace. "What's my name, Lizzie?"

Her hand spraw's on the dresser as my hips slam into her again and she doesn't break eye contact. "Jaylan."

As our skin connects again, I tap her ass with some good connection. "No. What's my name, Lizzie?"

"Papi," she moans out as I slam back into her.

With rhythmic motion into her and tense faces she makes in the mirror, I'm about to bust. But she is the birthday girl, so I have to make this right. As my one hand on her hip, my other hand finds her swollen, pulsing clit. Lizzie moans loudly as I move the pads of two fingers in a circular motion.

"Jaylan." She breathes out, squeezing her eyes shut.

"Look in the mirror, Lizzie."

Lizzie strains her eyes as I'm pounding her mercilessly and working on her clit. She couldn't bear to look, her eyes rolling in the back of her head. Her legs tremor as she cums all over my hands. Feeling the warm fluid in my palm sends my release into the condom.

With ragged breaths, I make sure I give once last birthday spanking and she giggles. I bend down and brush my lips against her neck. Her pulse matches mine, violently moving from the rush of being inside her. "I love you."

"I love you too."

She flashes me a lazily smile and rests her body on the dresser. I pull out of her and walk to the bathroom to empty the condom in the trash can.  I take this opportunity to turn on the shower because I know our after care now after sex is shower concert and chocolate.

If you would have asked me about that a few months ago, that wouldn't have come out of my mouth, especially the chocolate part. If the guys knew the lovey dovey shit Lizzie got me on, I wouldn't hear the end of it. I actually almost slipped up today, singing I Wanna Dance with Somebody by Whitey Houston because that was the song playing in the shower, with Lizzie shaking her naked wet body and holding her back scrub brush as a microphone two nights ago.

Memories.

I smile at the mirror in the bathroom as I peek out into the bedroom to see Lizzie but ass naked with my hand mark on the right side as she goes through our bags getting our shower stuff.

"I really like your birthday suit," I tease.

Lizzie squeaks and jumps up looking at me with slanted eyes. "Stop peeking" as she tries not to look at me hanging in the door frame.

She crinkles her nose and stumbles a bit with her legs as she comes with a handful of shower essentials in her hand. "But I like ittt," I tease.

She grumbles she sets up for the shower and props up her phone playing some kiddy song. "What is this?"

"Victorious, Jaylan," she deadpans, as if I should know what that is.

She hums as she shakes her head and gets into the shower with her stuff. For Lizzie to be comfortable naked around me now is astonishing but flattering at the same time.

Also, dangerous.

"Jaylan!!!"

A smile creeps on my face as she gets some water in her face. With washing each other off, dance battle, and full on who gets soap off each other fastest, I definitely need to start thinking about this water bill with Little Mermaid's cousin. 

"Do you think Jordy has enough leftovers to last him this week?" Lizzie asks as she slips on her assorted floral pajamas' cami.

Jordy literally swept the house, claiming all the leftover. I nod, knowing good and well he is going to eat it for breakfast, lunch and dinner and definitely snacks in between. "Oh, its definitely going to last him." I slip on my black shorts.

"I think he had a tummy ache with all the guac he piled on his plate." Lizzie snickers as she ties her pajama bottoms.

"He is something else." I chuckle, opening my old Chicago Bulls comforter and getting under.

"We have to get new blankets." Lizzie giggles as she slides into bed all on my side.

"We have to get new everything." I pull her into me and successfully lock my arm around her.

She has been getting out of my hold, like a magician assistant. Earlier this week, Lizzie was laying on me in a 69 position, which I wasn't mad about at first but I ended up getting kicked in the face.

"I can't believe we are going to live here." She squirms into me to get warm.

I sigh tiredly but my lips curl up. "I knowwww."

"There is so much I want to do." The tired excitement beams from her. She yawns and lays her head on my chest.

"We have to make a list," I suggest, reaching over to click off the lamp.

Darkness surrounds us but the illuminating streetlight comes in. Lizzie bops up her head out of my hold.

How did she do that?

"I'll go get paper and pen," she says quickly.

"Babe, we ca-"

Before I even suggest tomorrow morning, Lizzie rushes out of the bedroom. Sitting up, I shake my head and laugh, resting my head against the cool surface wall.

Thinking back at the timid waitress, private dancer, one day tutor scandal, stuffed animal hoarder, vomit appreciation of a girlfriend. I never thought my life would be here... At this moment. I admit I did have goals for the NBA but I didn't have personal achievement goals, like meeting the love of my life, speaking about my grief... Hell, having a mutual relationship with Big Red.

I was visionless.

I don't think I would have been this focused if I stayed complacent with Ava, or hell, even Gabrielle.

I didn't think love was possible because I felt for the longest time I didn't deserve love since it was taken away from me. But meeting this beautiful kazoo player every day shows me love is possible in the purest and honest way.

"I hope these markers still work." Lizzie draws my attention.

The dull light in our room flicks on and Lizzie has paper and markers. She crawls on the bed, sitting right next to me. I look down to see her write neatly, 'Our House' in a blue marker. She twists her lips, looking at her handwriting and is about to switch it until I hold her hand.

"It's perfect to put on the refrigerator."

"But the o is crooked." her voice softens like a little kid.

I softly chuckle, holding her close as she writes the words, 'front porch.' "We have to start when we first walk in."

"Alright... So what were you thinking?"

Lizzie gives me my famous look, making me wonder what it will look like when we are old and wrinkly. "Jaylan, this is a team effort."

Licking my lower lip and holding back my laughter, I tug her in closely. "Okay okay, how about we get those lantern sidewalk lights. It was pretty dark coming up the driveway."

"I agree, and we should do shrubs and rocks on the side." She draws this girlish, green leaf bush.

"What about a wreath for the door?" I suggest.

"Now Jaylan, know that when we buy a wreath for the door, there are all the seasons, including days to celebrate."

"That's everyday."

"Exactly silly, I can't wait to show my bubble gum wreath."

Laughing I can imagine it now. Lizzie making me put up Christmas lights like Cindy Lou Who's neighbors, going all crazy. "A bubble gum wreath?"

"Yeah you just chew bubblegum and then use the wrappers... It's easy, Jaylan," she assures me.

The light feeling in my chest makes me tug her closer as I watch her roughly draft up our front entrance of our house.

Our House.

Our House will be nothing but love and peace.

We may have disagreements or arguments, God forbid, but it will still be our house that we can call home.

After the amount of shit we have both gone through over the years when we are young that shaped us into who we are today, home will be worth it. 

I can finally call something home. After all these years, it was right in front of me, walking in here. It's weird to hear that everything has its purpose but this home was being prepared for me and gummy bear extraordinaire.

Lizzie giggles as she draws a candy trail to the kitchen with the markers. "And we can make the floor candy."

I'm not even surprised she suggested that. "I would love that."

"Okay, maybe not candy but I would think doing the floors like grey and-"Our eyes lock for a second and her cheeks glow a rose pink. "What?"

"I'm just excited about doing this with you." I cup her chin as she tries to dip it down.

"Only if it's okay with you... I don't want to change anything about your grandparents' house. I do like everything here," she says bashfully.

I swipe my thumb over the side of her cheek and she tilts her head to the side. "Lizzie, I'm okay with whatever you do in this house."

"Even the candy walls?"

"Even the candy walls." I breathe a chuckle and she sinks her teeth in her lower lip and keeps writing on the paper.

I'm not sure how long Lizzie is going to have teeth, but I love her even if she is toothless.

"I was thinking Jellybeans." she beams.

I don't think I could ever get tired of this.

If you like smut, the smut queen herself still_just_me has plenty for you to read in her story It's Just Phone Sex and the Sequel More than just phone sex!

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