EroticReverie

Grey

Watching Ivy crawl through the window completely naked made me smile. I tossed her dress and bra through the window and climbed in after her. As my feet hit the floor she cursed when we heard the front door downstairs slam shut. We both heard the laughter of her mother and father, and stood completely still as they had already started to tumble up the stairs. I shook silently laughing as we heard their bodies crash into the wall, and heavy panting and thrilled little moans from her mother. 

"Shh" Ivy said standing right next to me in the dark shadow of the room away from the door that they'd have to walk by. 

"I'm not saying anyth-" I started to whisper silently as she slapped her hand over my mouth. I grinned against it, holding my hands up as she glared at me in the dark. Her parents always got drunk at our parties, so it wasn't any surprise that they didn't even notice the hallway light and the lights downstairs on. 

I watched Ivy scrunch her nose in disgust when when she heard a slap and her mother giggle and growl.

"Gross" she whispered. I chuckled silently. 

"oh god John, fuck me!" her mothers voice came to us through the hall. 

Ivy's face screwed even more and she visibly shuddered. 

Her mother squealed and I didn't look up as we saw their shadows in the room go past and their bedroom door shut a few seconds later. 

"Augh, I am forever traumatized" Ivy said lowering her hand from my mouth and quickly pulling her dress on over her head and pulling it down. 

"Let's go" she said grabbing my hand and pulling me down the hall, as we tip toed. 

"I'll meet you out front, I want to change really quick" she said. 

"Don't you dare" I whispered and she looked to me with a puzzled expression.

"I like the costume" I said and she grinned but rolled her eyes. 

"I'll wear it when we have sex, promise" she says.

"But isnt that what were gonna do?" I raise my brow.

She scrunched her nose. "I just was witness to my parents getting it on" she says. And I laugh as she cringes when the banging of a headboard starts down the hall. 

"If you think i'm in the mood after that, you're mistaken." she says. 

My dick almost weeps. But I laugh.

"Fair enough." I say. I 've waited years for Ivy, what's a few more hours or a day?

I tip toe down the steps and wait for her out front 

---

Grey

I smirk slightly when she steps out , wearing black leggings that have white skulls all over them, and a black zip up hoodie that has moon phases down the sleeves, with a black cropped shirt underneath that has a ouija board across the front. 

"Are you auditioning for The Craft?" I tease her and she rolls her eyes zipping up her jacket.

"Ha, ha" She says sarcastically. "You're such a funny guy." she says as we walk down the steps and back towards by house. 

"I don't really want to hang out at the party." I say. 

She shrugs. "Okay, we can just take a walk or something" she says and I nod. 

As we walk the few house lengths I look over to her face and the way her long black hair is blowing slightly in front of her face, as other pieces fan behind her. 

She looks up and notices I'm staring.

"What?" she says somewhat defensively, looking down at herself as if something is wrong with her. 

I laugh. "Nothing, I just like to look at you." 

She scrunches her nose and I laugh. 

"Hang here" I say as we get to the end of the driveway. "I'm just gonna change really quick, unless the basketball shorts do it for you...."

"Not really" she says and I laugh. 

"Ouch" I say and she laughs and I jog into the house. 

---

Ivy

I wait in the middle of the driveway, and kick the tip of my shoe against the pavement, knocking a little piece of gravel. 

"There you are" I hear a voice and look up. 

It's Matt. 

"Oh..." I say laughing nervously. "Hey"

"I was looking for you" he says walking up to me. 

"you changed" he says.

"Yea...I um got cold" I say. 

"I was just heading out, wanna go get a drink?" he asks. 

I scrunch my nose. "I'm still 18" I say. 

He laughs. "Shit..I forgot...yea...maybe..coffee...or...food?" he asks. 

"I uh..." I try to think of a polite way to say no as the garage door shuts and Grey is jogging back out to me. He's wearing dark blue jeans, bright white sneakers, a bright white v neck shirt, with a light blue collared long sleeve shirt, thats unbuttoned and just pulled over his shirt. 

He sees Matt and Matt sees him and Matt backs up. 

"What'd I tell you man?" Grey says swinging his arm over my shoulder and hanging it around my neck bringing me closer.

Matt looks at him and then at me and I open my mouth to say something, because Matt had his fingers in me before Grey pulled him off me and then "claimed" me.

"How about that coffee Ivy?" Matt looks to me. My eyes going wide as I feel Grey get tense behind me.

"Are you fucking deaf? I had told you....she's mine" Grey says. 

Matt scoffs. "I think she can decide for herself , because she clearly wasn't yours when I had my fingers in her pu-" Matt doesn't get to finish his words before Grey pushes away, moving from me to him, pulling his fist back to punch him. 

I gasp and shriek as his fist makes contact with the side of Matt's jaw.

"Grey!" I scream when he grabs Matt by his shirt.

"No! Stop!" I yell and watch as Grey holds him by his shirt breathing heavy.

"Don't come near her again, don't talk to her...don't even fucking look at her." he growls and shoves Matt away and Matt lifts his hand to his jaw rubbing it. 

"When you're done with this psycho Ivy, call me" he says. 

This makes Grey lunge back at him but I yell at him again as Matt flinches, cowering away.

There's a group of people standing near the back of the house watching from school as I pull on Grey's shirt, and put myself in front of him,

"Stop it!" I hiss.

As I look to the side at the crowd of people, so does he. At the front of the crowd is Jillian. I wince as she throws a red solo cup to the grass. 

"For HER?!" she shrieks. 

She looks on the verge of tears again and turns and pushes her way through the crowd away from us. 

Matt is walking away from the house as the other people from school look on in confusion. There's some whispers. I can only imagine what they're saying. Him? With her? What? Why? Look at her. Clearly not his type. How could he do that to Jillian? He chose her over Jillian? 

"Let's go" I say and pull on Grey's hand as he glares at me. 

"Don't look at me like that" I scowl right back at him. "I was just standing out here waiting for you and he came up...get a fucking grip...you didnt have to fucking hit him!" I say in whisper yell so nobody can hear us. 

His tight lips loosen and grabs my hand back and leads us to the front of the house and down the driveway dragging me. 

"Jesus Grey...chill out" I say. 

He slaps his hand against someones window as we walk by and I jump. I tug my hand from his. 

"Stop acting crazy, or I'm going home" I tell him. 

He stops and looks at me. I narrow my eyes at him.

"If you need to have a fucking temper tantrum do it when im not around, because I don't fucking like it." I say. 

He stalks up to me and I feel myself shiver as he towers over me looking down. I focus on still narrowing my eyes at him. 

"I hate that you let that fucking bitch finger you...at MY house" he growls.

"Too bad. Get over it." I say and push my hands to his chest to make him step back. 

His jaw tightens. 

"Cause I hate that you've screwed the entire cheer squad...but you don't see me being a fucking psychopath about it." I say and see a little tick at the corner of his mouth as if he's about to smile. 

"You know , that nobody else ever talks back to me?" he says cocking his head still glaring.

"Well, I'm not everyone else...and I know you peed the bed until you were 10 years old, so I'm not scared of you." I say. 

I can tell he's fighting a smile, as he tries to keep glaring at me to make sure I know how much it frustrates him that I won't be a "Yes" person for him. 

"I also know that you used to beg to play with my barbies...and slept with a night light until you were....well...who knows...you slept with one for as long as I knew you." I say. 

I fight a smile and step back close to him. I put my hands on his chest, and then grab his open unbuttoned shirt in my hands. 

I bite my lip and grin and he looks down at me as I look up. 

"Does Grey still sleep with a night light?" I ask , teasing him quietly. 

His eyes go to the side for a moment. "No" he says and looks back.

I gasp. "You do!" I laugh. He sighs. "Oh my god, thats adorable" I taunt him,

He lets out a little growl. 

"Yeah, you don't get to be a tough guy with me, if you still sleep with a night light...sorry" I shrug and smirk as he narrows his eyes at me. 

"It's so I dont trip over anything when I get up at night" he says defensively.

"Mhmm" I nod with a smile. 

"Of course, of course" I say and he rolls his eyes. 

"Are we going to go for a walk or not?" he huffs.

I laugh. 

"Should we bring a flashlight?" I tease and he steps back away from me with another roll of his eyes. 

"Ok ok!" I laugh and grab his hand. "I'll stop."

He nudges me slightly as we walk , playfully and I giggle. 

"I really DO think it's cute though...and in a weird way kinda turns me on" I say. 

He gives me a look that says he doesnt believe me. 

"Really....you've made yourself out to be this macho...forgive me...douche bag..." I say and he looks at me and I shrug. 

"Everyone at school treats you like a god...but I like knowing that I know the real Grey, before the cheerleaders and basketball star status....the grey that sleeps with a night light still" I say and he smiles a little. 

-

While walking we talk about things that have happened since we parted ways in middle school. 

We talk about first times. 

His with Shelly Fairhurst in 9th grade.

Mine with Mark Demper the summer before 9th grade.

"You lost yours before me?" he says.

I shrug. 

"Mark fucking Demper ?" he says making a cringe face.

"That kid was weird." he says.

I slap his arm with the back of my hand. "Stop it, he was nice" 

"He moved away right?" he says thinking about it.

I nod.

"Good" he says and I laugh. 

"He moved away later that summer." I say looking at the ground as we walk.

"That why you broke up?" he asks. 

I nod. 

"Sorry" he says. 

I laugh a little and look up. "Why?

He shrugs. "I don't like the idea of you having your heart broken." he said.

I shrug. 

"He wasn't the first to break it." I say and keep walking.

"Who?" he asks. 

I don't say anything as we keep walking. I  know it's a petty jab. 

"Oh." he says realizing I meant him. 

"I'm sorry." he says. 

I look up and smile. "Me too..ya know...if I broke yours at all." 

He grabs my hand to stop me from walking.

"Quit doing that...acting like you meant nothing to me...like I didnt care we werent friends." he says frowning. 

I shrug. "It's hard to feel that way for years, and try to tell yourself it wasn't true, even if I believe you now. It still stings, even if it was both of our faults." I say. 

He looks at me. 

"I get that. But, I loved you the whole damn time." he says and I smile. 

"Love you too." I say.

"And we're gonna fall in love Ivy" he says and I smile.

"You think so?" I ask and nudge him as we start to walk again.

"Hell yeah." he says.

"We already are really. Have been. But we gotta build it or some shit...ya know..." he says and I smile as we walk out of the neighborhood and along the main road. 

"Yea, I know" I say. 

--

Grey

We keep walking and talking until we come up to the cemetery. 

I nudge her and nod towards the main gate.

She looks.

"Wanna go in?" I ask.

"What?" she asks in disbelief, he eyes brows furrowing. 

"Let's hop the fence" I say. 

She laughs and shakes her head. 

"No" she replies.

"What , why not?" I ask giving her a playful nudge. "Isnt this where you like to hang out  and talk to Casper and shit?" 

She rolls her eyes and shakes her head.

"I don't talk to ghosts, OR like to hang out in cemeteries." shes slaps my arm and I laugh

"Come on, it'll be fun" i say. 

"Uhhhh, no it wont...it's creepy" she says

"I might sleep with a night light, but NOW who is the fraidy cat?" i  tease and she rolls her eyes. 

"Isn't it illegal or something?" she asks. 

I shrug. "So what, probably not, I dont know." I say and walk over to the gate, and jump up onto it, the metal bars clanging as I lift my foot and hoist myself up and jump down over it. 

"Grey!" she whisper yells at me. Calling my name the whole time I'm climbing the fence and she's shaking her head at me. 

"Come on Casper is waiting for ya" I tease and she rolls her eyes. 

"Augh" she sighs and I grin when she starts to climb the gate. It take's her a little longer to scale it, and she struggles a bit but she reaches the top and lifts her one leg over. 

I can see her shaking and can't help but grin as she whimpers in fear. I know that my Ivy, my old Ivy, never broke the rules, and probably still doesn't.

"What if someone comes?" she whispers down at me. 

"Just come on" I urge her. 

She whimpers again slightly. 

"Or stay up there...looking like a weirdo" I say, she shoots me a look and I laugh. 

She swings her other leg over the gate and starts to scale down the other side. I take the liberty of reaching up, holding her cute ass as she lowers herself.

"I got you" I say. 

She lets out a slight laugh.

"Yeah, you've got my ASS" she says and hops off to the ground. 

"I sure do" I say giving it a little slap and she pushes my arm, shoving me and I laugh.

She shivers looking around. "Why the hell are we doing this?"

"Because, it's our first time trespassing together" I say and nod. 

She laughs. "Because that's something we're supposed to do?" she asks.

I nod. "I would've made you a bad ass like me if you just had hung around" I say. 

She rolls her eyes. "Some of us prefer to follow rules."

"Rules are boring Ivy" I say and grab her hand pulling her further into the cemetery.