Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Austin and Ally though I wish I did. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR?! Anyway, I got this idea reading another similar fic on a different fandom, so all credit goes to her.
On with it then!
"Careful!" Laura screamed out in terror as Ross got ready to move in.
"Laur! Don't worry. I'll move slowly." Ross tried to console her back. "And don't scream for fucks sake. You don't want everyone in the house to come running here, do you?"
"No." Laura blushed, embarrassed at her reaction. This was the first time they were getting this physical and she was apprehensive about messing it up for him.
"Okay, on the count of three." Ross commanded, as Laura inhaled a deep breath ready to feel the weight.
"Wait, Ross! Is it really going to fit in? I'm not sure. It looks way too big", she replied, peeking at it with her wide doe-like eyes. It was pretty huge, wide and long and she was doubtful about it.
"Sweetheart, trust me. It will fit in. I'm experienced at this." Ross assured her, staring into her eyes.
"Really? You've done this before? When?" She demanded curiously.
"In my Harvard college dorm. Many times actually." Ross recollected and told her.
"Babe, is it supposed to be this hard? I mean not this hard right? Isn't it softer? Atleast, that's what I assumed it to be." Laura said touching it. "It feels lovely though." She moaned with delight feeling the texture.
"Glad you like it," Ross said, smirking. "You're just confused because you haven't seen one before. Now focus! Let's get done with this. I have been waiting for this for a long time. And I mean really, really long." Ross smiled at her excitedly.
"Me too." Laura echoed along with him and Ross carefully entered inside, while Laura mimicked his pace and rhythm.
"Ow!" she screamed once again.
"Did I hurt you?" Ross asked, panicked. He hated the thought of hurting his beautiful girlfriend, intentionally or otherwise.
"No, it's alright. But go slow okay?" Laura replied back, gasping and continuing with the task at hand.
Finally, moving at paces they were both comfortable with, they achieved said…ahem, success, so to say.
"See, I told you it would fit in." Ross said, winking at her.
"Ugh. Fine, whatever, blondie" Laura said, reluctantly admitting her defeat. Oh how she hated being proved wrong. Ross, on the other hand loved messing with her. He found it extremely adorable that her tiny self thought she was intimidating (though she sometimes was, he wouldn't like to admit that she terrified him on several rare occasions when he was being an absolute dumbfuck, but let's save that for another time, shall we?) . She would get all flustered and embarrassed and the sight of her cheeks warming up was the most beautiful sight he had and would see. (apart from her naked form…*cough*)
"A little bit more, okay? Hold on!" Ross said, snapping back to reality. "Don't let go of it." His arms started to ache a bit at the awkward position he was in.
"Stop! Stop! Stop!" she shrieked.
"Now what?" Ross asked, a little impatient.
"I think we should switch sides. It'll be better. I might have more control." she suggested.
"Oh my fucking god, Laur! Fine. Just…just come this side." Ross said, and then switched their positions immediately.
They resumed their activity followed by lots of loud groans and pants.
"Slow down! Don't move so wildly. Do you want to damage it?" he shrieked, horrified at the thoughts.
"You idiot! I can't hold it any longer. I need to release it." Laura screamed, panting wildly, as sweat pooled under her arms and dripped down her abdomen.
"Laura! Hold on tightly."
"Oh my god!" she said, breathless.
"Fuckkkkk"
The pair screamed out loud as they finally put down the huge leather sofa set on the carpeted floor of their bedroom and dropped on it, side by side, completely exhausted.
"You should have called Calum or one of your brothers for this!", Laura complained resting her head on his shoulder, gasping for breath.
"I would prefer you instead than getting any work done by them. Anyways, I thought you were strong enough." Ross teased her, wrapping his arm over her petite waist.
"Yeah, I am", she said, showing him the muscles of her arms. Ross found that extremely adorkable, as he like describing her. "Now we can cuddle and watch a movie after all that work you've put me through. And that recliner has become old too", she pointed out, "We should dispose it off." Wiping away the sweat from her forehead, she thought about the heavy sofa and relived the work again, groaning. "I'm just surprised it fit through the door." Laura shook her head in disbelief.
"Yeah, my experience of shifting furniture from one room to another in college finally came to use", Ross chuckled.
AN: So that's that! Just a random thought I had. It didn't turn out too badly, did it?
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-R
