FILL Troy/Annie Smut
anonymous
August 24 2012, 04:10:56 UTC
Annie couldn’t hold back her goofy smile as Troy impatiently dragged her behind him, never letting go of her hand. She’d been chatting with a group of old acquaintances in the school gym when Troy had come up behind her and whispered that he had something to show her. She only had a slight blush on her cheeks when she followed Troy out of their high school reunion.
It hadn’t taken them long after college to figure out that they were made for each other. There had always been hints of tension when they first started living together in the apartment. But they had already put each other in the friend category and ignored those feelings, Annie chalking them up to her high school crush and Troy blaming Jeff for whispering those graphic details in his ear freshman year. There was also the not so tiny distraction of Abed.
But now they were together and Annie couldn’t have been happier with her life. She wanted to laugh when she saw that he was taking her to the football stadium. Or more specifically, the bleachers. She remembered all those times in high school when she had wished she had someone to make out with under the bleachers, but only football players and cool kids were allowed.
And now Troy was making that high school fantasy come true. It never failed to amaze her how well he knew her. Or turn her on. As soon as they made it to the privacy of the bleachers, Annie tugged on Troy’s hand so he was facing her. She was smiling as she stepped closer to him and placed a kiss on his cheek. A second later, though, she was moving her lips across his face, tracing his jaw before finally landing on his lips.
Troy quickly took over, deepening the kiss and thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Annie made a noise in the back of her throat and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Kissing Troy was one of her favorite things in the world. Unlike other guys she had kissed, Troy didn’t tower over her, and she loved not having to crane her neck or stand on her tiptoes. He also had the softest lips ever.
Her head fell back as Troy moved his lips down her throat, stopping to focus on a spot he knew drove her wild. Annie’s moan got louder when Troy’s hand slipped under her shirt to cup her bra. She arched her back, pushing herself more fully against his palm. His other hand trailed down her leg and slowly raised her skirt. Then his hand was caressing her inner thigh and Annie restlessly moved her hips, silently letting him know what she wanted.
Troy’s fingers teased her, tracing the lace edges of her panties, grazing the tops of her thighs. Annie nipped at his lips, and finally his fingers slid under the flimsy barrier of her panties. They briefly brushed the edge of her slit before plunging inside her. Annie groaned into his mouth and he pushed his wrist forward and went deeper.
Annie’s hand made its way down Troy’s chest, stopping at his waistband. She toyed with the button for a moment before undoing it, followed by the zipper. She reached her hand in and cupped him, then her fingers began slowly moving up and down the length of him. Troy pressed his face against her neck, and she could feel him breathing heavily. His fingers quickened their pace and she returned the favor, until their bodies were straining for release.
Troy pulled Annie’s hand out of his pants, and removed his own hand from her skirt. He kissed her, hot, open-mouthed as he moved his hips into hers and thrust inside her. His hands grasped her ass and urged her to wrap her legs around his waist, and she quickly complied, insanely turned on by his strength. She kissed him furiously as he pounded into her, neither of them wanting to take it slow. What they both wanted was a good, fast fuck.
Minutes later Annie was tightening around him. “Oh god,” she cried out, throwing her head back as pleasure rolled over her in waves. Her moans pushed Troy over the edge and he thrust hard into her, groaning loudly as he came.
Annie was still trying to catch her breath when Troy slowly lowered her back to the ground. He pulled her into his arms, letting her rest her head on his chest. She closed her eyes and breathed in his comforting smell.
“I can’t believe I just had sex under my high school bleachers,” Annie said wonderingly.
It hadn’t taken them long after college to figure out that they were made for each other. There had always been hints of tension when they first started living together in the apartment. But they had already put each other in the friend category and ignored those feelings, Annie chalking them up to her high school crush and Troy blaming Jeff for whispering those graphic details in his ear freshman year. There was also the not so tiny distraction of Abed.
But now they were together and Annie couldn’t have been happier with her life. She wanted to laugh when she saw that he was taking her to the football stadium. Or more specifically, the bleachers. She remembered all those times in high school when she had wished she had someone to make out with under the bleachers, but only football players and cool kids were allowed.
And now Troy was making that high school fantasy come true. It never failed to amaze her how well he knew her. Or turn her on. As soon as they made it to the privacy of the bleachers, Annie tugged on Troy’s hand so he was facing her. She was smiling as she stepped closer to him and placed a kiss on his cheek. A second later, though, she was moving her lips across his face, tracing his jaw before finally landing on his lips.
Troy quickly took over, deepening the kiss and thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Annie made a noise in the back of her throat and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Kissing Troy was one of her favorite things in the world. Unlike other guys she had kissed, Troy didn’t tower over her, and she loved not having to crane her neck or stand on her tiptoes. He also had the softest lips ever.
Her head fell back as Troy moved his lips down her throat, stopping to focus on a spot he knew drove her wild. Annie’s moan got louder when Troy’s hand slipped under her shirt to cup her bra. She arched her back, pushing herself more fully against his palm. His other hand trailed down her leg and slowly raised her skirt. Then his hand was caressing her inner thigh and Annie restlessly moved her hips, silently letting him know what she wanted.
Troy’s fingers teased her, tracing the lace edges of her panties, grazing the tops of her thighs. Annie nipped at his lips, and finally his fingers slid under the flimsy barrier of her panties. They briefly brushed the edge of her slit before plunging inside her. Annie groaned into his mouth and he pushed his wrist forward and went deeper.
Annie’s hand made its way down Troy’s chest, stopping at his waistband. She toyed with the button for a moment before undoing it, followed by the zipper. She reached her hand in and cupped him, then her fingers began slowly moving up and down the length of him. Troy pressed his face against her neck, and she could feel him breathing heavily. His fingers quickened their pace and she returned the favor, until their bodies were straining for release.
Troy pulled Annie’s hand out of his pants, and removed his own hand from her skirt. He kissed her, hot, open-mouthed as he moved his hips into hers and thrust inside her. His hands grasped her ass and urged her to wrap her legs around his waist, and she quickly complied, insanely turned on by his strength. She kissed him furiously as he pounded into her, neither of them wanting to take it slow. What they both wanted was a good, fast fuck.
Minutes later Annie was tightening around him. “Oh god,” she cried out, throwing her head back as pleasure rolled over her in waves. Her moans pushed Troy over the edge and he thrust hard into her, groaning loudly as he came.
Annie was still trying to catch her breath when Troy slowly lowered her back to the ground. He pulled her into his arms, letting her rest her head on his chest. She closed her eyes and breathed in his comforting smell.
“I can’t believe I just had sex under my high school bleachers,” Annie said wonderingly.
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Thanks for filling my prompt. There is not enough rare-pair fic around. :P
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