Getting Frisky.
I'm back with another Stan/Wendy oneshot, and because I haven't written anything smutty in some time, I decided to kill two birds with one stone and write another smutty Stendy oneshot. ;)
You've been warned, smut/lemons are included in this story. Please rate and review, because it would mean a lot to me!
Rating: M
Pairing: Stendy (Stan Marsh/Wendy Testaburger)
Word Count: 5357
DISCLAIMER: I don't own South Park or anything related to it. It belongs to South Park Studios, Comedy Central and to the legends themselves, Matt Stone and Trey Parker.
Spring time was in full swing in South Park, everyone's beloved little redneck mountain town.
As it was the middle of April, the weather was getting warmer by each passing day, nature was blooming, birds were chirping happily, and most importantly, there wasn't a single trace of snow left.
It was early Saturday afternoon, and the seventeen year old Stan Marsh was laying lazily on the couch in the living room.
After finishing the majority of his assigned school work, doing his usual Friday afternoon football practice at school, hanging out with guys at Kyle's place the evening prior and doing some chores around the house, Stan decided to order a pizza and simply relax by the TV.
He was flicking through various channels on TV in hopes of finding something even remotely interesting to watch. His back was propped against a few pillows, and his right leg was dangling over the edge of the couch. An opened pizza box was laying opened on the coffee table, alongside a can of beer he found stashed in depths of the fridge. He honestly didn't care about someone giving him a lecture on being too young to drink or shoving fatty foods in his mouth, because he was completely alone for the whole weekend.
His parents, Randy and Sharon, were out of town for a weekend, attending the wedding ceremony of Sharon's cousin Dougie in Fort Collins.
Stan's older sister Shelly, who moved to Denver two years ago in order to study Financial Management at the University of Colorado, would usually come home every third weekend or so, mostly because it wasn't such a long distance between South Park and Denver. Her plans for coming home for the weekend changed when she decided to attend the wedding ceremony alongside her parents and boyfriend Camden, leaving Stan completely on his own for the entire weekend. Stan wasn't particularly close with anyone from his maternal side of the family, so he didn't really have a strong enough reason to accompany his three other family members to Fort Collins.
The prospect of him being home alone was already going as planned, but there was just one more thing missing to tie it all together.
His gorgeous long-time girlfriend, Wendy Testaburger.
Wendy was being particularly busy with school work, cheerleading practices and prepping for the upcoming South Park High's volleyball team matches. She was excited when Stan called her and told he was completely on his own for that weekend. As expected, she didn't think for a second not to spend the weekend over at her boyfriend's house.
Of course, she hadn't told her parents anything about her boyfriend's parents being out of town, which at first, bugged her, but she quickly had a change of heart. At least for once, she could've kept something to herself and not tell her parents anything.
Wendy decided to come over around five PM. She quickly got dressed up, and tossed a spare change of clothes, her pijamas and toiletries in her school backpack. She snatched her wallet and car keys of her father's BMW 530i sedan, waved goodbye to both of her parents and ran out of the house. She was particularly happy her father offered to lend his car to her for the weekend. Mr. Testaburger had a whole weekend off of work after staying later at work nearly every single day that week.
While Wendy was on her way to his house, Stan was watching and thoroughly enjoying a re-run of Super Bowl 50 from 2015, when his favorite team Denver Broncos won against Carolina Panthers.
He was comfortably nested on the couch, keeping his eyes glued on the TV.
As another block of commercials began to roll, Stan swiftly grabbed the empty pizza box and a can of beer and shuffled over to the trash can to toss them away. Just as he was about to slump himself on the couch again, the ravenhaired teenage boy jumped in surprise, hearing knocks on the front door. Glancing over to the clock, Stan quickly remembered that his girlfriend was about to show up at his doorstep very soon.
Brushing off the remaining bits and crumbs from his white t-shirt and dark gray sweatpants, Stan walked up to the front door and twisted the door knob. His face beamed upon seeing Wendy standing patiently in front of the entrance to the Marsh residence, with her arms folded against her chest.
''Hey Stan.'', the sweetness in Wendy's voice made Stan's heart slightly flutter in his chest. He smiled at his girlfriend, gesturing for her to come inside his house.
"Hi Wendy.'', the raven haired teenager replied quickly.
As Wendy dashed past him inside, Stan took an opportunity to eye her from head to toe. He almost found himself drooling over how gorgeous Wendy look, but it certainly didn't make the fact that she had always looked gorgeous any less true.
Wendy wore a white off-the-shoulder blouse, high-waisted ripped blue skinny jeans that perfectly framed her curvy figure, and white Converse sneakers. She had her beloved Ray Ban aviator sunglasses sitting on top of her head, and her black school backpack was slung against her back. Her long black hair was let down, draped over her left shoulder. Wendy looked effortlessly cute, even with the minimal amount of makeup she had on.
Like always, Wendy made herself comfortable in the ever so familiar living room of the Marsh residence. She scooted over to Stan, pulling him into a tight hug. She wrapped her arms around Stan's torso, resting her head on his chest. Smiling sweetly at his girlfriend, he quickly reciprocated the hug by wrapping his toned arms around her slender waist, kissing the top of her head, inhaling the delicious scent of her raven black hair.
''You came rather quickly.'', Stan replied, pulling away from Wendy and closed the door behind his girlfriend, tilting his head slightly to the side.
''I drove myself here, silly. Dad was kind enough to lend me his car for tonight and tomorrow. He has two days off work and doesn't plan on going anywhere.'', Wendy said as she plopped herself down on the couch, and tossed her backpack on the arm chair.
''Did you tell them that you'll stay the night?'', Stan said as he put his hands in the pockets of his gray sweatpants.
''Well, I did, but I may have let out a part where you will be home alone.'', the cheeky smirk spread across Wendy's face.
''Oh did you?''
''Yeah, and what? I guess me not saying to my parents that you will be home alone makes everything just a little bit more interesting, doesn't it?'', Wendy daringly raised one eyebrow at Stan, tilting her head to the side curiously.
''Ugh, fine. I guess it does. I just don't want you to get in trouble for lying to your parents.''
''Don't worry, you won't.'', Wendy chuckled at her boyfriend, focusing her vision at the TV.
"Would you like a beer? I found a few cans stashed in the fridge.", Wendy quickly shifted her glance over to her boyfriend. She licked her lips, shrugging her shoulders.
She definitely wasn't the one to drink whenever there wasn't a guardian supervision, but because there were home alone that weekend, she decided to cut loose a bit as well.
"Why not? I mean, I definitely don't intent to drive back home tonight."
"Sweet.", Stan responded quickly, as he began to make his way towards the kitchen.
Smiling to herself, Wendy slumped down in the comfortable sofa. She quickly turned her attention back to Stan, who came back from kitchen, carrying one can of beer under his arm. Handing over the can to his girlfriend, he quickly smiled at her. Wendy she popped the can open with her fingernail and took a small sip of the alcoholic beverage.
Stan chuckled at his girlfriend, sitting next her on the couch. Placing the beer can on the coffee table, it didn't take long enough before Wendy snuggled herself against Stan, making the raven haired teen smile. He draped one arm around her shoulder, snuggling closer to the pretty girl sitting next to him.
The two raven haired teenagers curled up against each other, comfortably watching the Super Bowl re-run. Some time had passed after Stan and Wendy switched channels and were now watching a WWE WrestleMania special.
"I honestly never understood the appeal of WrestleMania. It's basically just some guys fighting each other in an extreme fashion and doing crazy shit.", Wendy spoke as she raised her eyebrow at TV.
Stan chuckled at Wendy's comment. He was trying to argue against her and prove her wrong
"Yeah, but that's the whole appeal of WrestleMania. One year they put a live cobra on Randy Savage and even that one time when Stone Cold drove a truck into the arena and sprayed everyone with beer. They do a lot of crazy shit, but it's mostly for entertainment purposes."
"I love it when you're so knowledgeable.", Stan pinched the very tip of Wendy's chin between his thumb and pinkie finger. She shot him a small, but adorable smile.
Stan placed one finger under Wendy's chin, tilting it upwards and planting a tender kiss on his girlfriend's glossy lips. She smiled into the kiss, shifting her position so that she was kneeling on the sofa, instead of being snuggled up to the teenage boy beside her.
She wrapped her arms around her boyfriend's neck, her fingers getting lost in his raven locks that messily sat on top his head, as he didn't wear his usual red and blue poofball hat.
Pulling away from Wendy, Stan shifted his toned arms from her sides to her waist, and he gently put her into his lap. Wendy giggled as she found herself sitting sideways in her boyfriend's lap, but she changed her position to that she was now face-to-face with Stan, straddling both of his legs.
She leaned in again and closed the gap between her and Stan, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. His hands travelled from Wendy's waist down to her hips, and he squeezed them gently. She teasingly licked Stan's bottom lip, as he slowly slipped his tongue inside her mouth. She deepened their kiss, pulling his body flush against hers.
Stan ran his hands through Wendy's hair and down to the small of her back. He moved his lips from hers and began to kiss at the corners of her lips, tip of her nose and her cheeks, making her blush like crazy. His lips travelled down to her neck, leaving a trail of kisses, nibbles and licks along the way. He sunk his teeth on the side of her neck, sucking and kissing with all the force he could muster. What was left behind was a glowing, red hickey.
Stan continued with the sweet fondling of his girlfriend's skin, planting another hickey just below the crook of her neck. As a soft moan escaped her throat, Wendy grinned at her boyfriend. Stan daringly raised an eyebrow at her, making him crash his lips onto her's once again.
Both Stan and Wendy could suddenly feel outbursts of hormones forming within them, but their further romantic escapades soon came into a halt as Stan pulled away from Wendy, sighing and looking away for a brief second.
Both of them knew exactly where this would lead to.
The prospect of them having sex for the first time was something they had both discussed for months. They had been sexually active for some time, but never managed to hit the fourth, and final base. Third base was the most they had done in regards of their sexual activities.
Both Stan and Wendy were ready to indulge themselves into the most intimate part of their long-term relationship, but they were just waiting for the perfect moment. And them being completely alone for the entire weekend definitely was the right moment.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?", Stan asked in a slightly worried tone, but all of his negative thoughts were squashed by Wendy's lips upturning into a smile. She moved her head closer to Stan's ears, whispering temptingly.
"More than ever. I'm ready to do it, Stan.", she admitted, pecking Stan's lips twice. "I know you want to do it just as much as I do."
"I'm ready to do it too. I just want to make sure you're comfortable and not feel as if you're being forced to do it. That's the last thing I want you to think."
"Well, based on the fact that you and I have done pretty much anything other than sex, we're pretty good from where I stand."
Enticed by the positive tone in his girlfriend's voice, Stan felt his heart racing. The raven haired girl simply couldn't resist the blush forming in her cheeks, and she locked her lips with Stan's one more time, succumbing herself to the absolute pleasure.
"Was it completely necessary for you to carry me over all the way from the living room to your bedroom?"
"Yes, it was. And don't pretend that you don't like it.", Wendy's nags were quickly abrupted by Stan using his elbow to open the door of his bedroom, entering the room and carrying his girlfriend in his arms at the same time.
No matter how much she tried to complain about Stan unnecessarily treating her like a princess and carrying her over to his bedroom, despite him almost toppling over the stairs, Wendy couldn't deny that she liked the effort her boyfriend was putting into making her feel as comfortable as he possibly could.
Gently placing Wendy on the ground, Stan quickly shut the door of his bedroom. Wendy took a few steps forward, now standing in the center of her boyfriend's bedroom.
Closing the door behind him, Stan's vision quickly narrowed at the gorgeous raven haired girl standing in front of him. He shot a devious smirk at her, and began to walk closer. Wendy began to shudder when Stan's tall, alluring figure approached her, making her heart pump faster.
She grinned affectionately at him, her cheeks flushing bright red. He tilted her chin upwards, as Wendy's chocolate brown eyes quickly met Stan's crystal blue ones.
Stan pecked Wendy's lips gently, proceeding to lock his lips further with hers. She kissed him back with the equal amount of pleasure, her tongue asking for permission to enter his mouth. He could feel the scent of Wendy's peach lip gloss engulfing the tiny space between him and Wendy.
Stan smiled into the kiss, allowing his tongue to get captured with his girlfriend's. His hands moved down to Wendy's hips, pulling her closer to him. The dark haired girl brought her left arm to Stan's neck, and her other arm found its way to his torso. Her fingertips ran over the thin fabric of her boyfriend's t-shirt which perfectly hugged his muscular arms.
Stan's hands daringly moved down towards his girlfriend's butt. He gently grabbed onto both of her butt cheeks, giving them both a gentle squeeze. It made Wendy smile into the kiss, as she stood on her toes as a support, slinking both arms around Stan's neck.
As Stan began to move forward, Wendy took a few steps back, until she felt coming in touch with the edge of Stan's king size bed. Stan broke the kiss, allowing Wendy to fully lay down on his bed.
Wendy quickly undid her shoes, throwing them across the room.
She laid down on the bed, pulling Stan in for another kiss. He spread her legs slightly, allowing himself to lay on top of his girlfriend, trying not to crush her with his weight. He deepened their kiss, placing one hand behind her head and his other hand subtly under Wendy's blouse, allowing the pads of his fingertips to dance across her soft raven haired beauty could feel goosebumps forming on the surface of her skin. She ran her hands down Stan's muscular arms, digging her fingernails into his skin.
Stan moved his lips from Wendy's down to her neck, planting small kisses as he moved downwards her neck and to her collarbone, kissing the exposed skin of her upper torso area. His hands continued on caressing the small of her back.
As Stan tugged at the hem of her white blouse, Wendy allowed him to remove her top, exposing her D cup breasts, supported in place by a lacy white bra. Stan could feel his hormones racing throughout his body, seeing his girlfriend's big and perky boobs.
Gently caressing both of her breasts, Stan planted small kisses right above her bra line, shifting Wendy slightly onto her side and waiting for her to allow him to unhook her bra. The raven haired girl smiled at her boyfriend, encouraging him to go ahead with the undressing process.
Within a couple of seconds, Wendy's bra got unhooked, as she wriggled out of it and threw the white piece of lingerie onto the carpeted floor.
Stan's hands began to caress and gently fondle with Wendy's breasts. He gently licked the left breast, causing a small moan to leave Wendy's throat. Stan licked and kissed the soft skin, moving his mouth towards the pink nipple that stood on the tip of the breast. He sucked on the nipple, before taking the whole breast in his mouth, making a smacking sound as he removed the naked mound from his mouth.
Switching over to her right breast, Stan fondled and gently nipped on it. He licked and sucked on the nipple, brushing the underside of Wendy's left breast. He continued playing with his girlfriend's breasts until they turned into tight buds.
Suddenly, Wendy moved slightly up and pulled on the hem of Stan's white t-shirt, removing the thin piece of clothing over his head and tossing it on the carpet. Biting down on her bottom lip, she ran her fingertips ran over Stan's toned muscles, smirking cheekily.
Wendy pulled him into another kiss, before placing a trail of kisses down his neck and upper torso area. She decided to make things even with Stan for giving her a hickey, so she dug her teeth into the crook of Stan's neck, sucking on his skin as hard she could, causing him to hiss in delight.
Stan reached forward again and pressed his lips against Wendy's once more, before he moved down towards his girlfriend's stomach, running his fingers down as he moved dangerously close to the hem of her jeans.
Stan ran his hands down Wendy's thighs once again. He leaned in and popped the button and zipper of her jeans open. The dark haired girl put her fingers on the inside of her jeans, but just as she was about to pull them down, Stan helped her by swiftly pulling the denim pants off her body. His eyes nearly leapt out of his skull when he saw a pair of matching white panties his girlfriend wore.
"I think it's time for you to also get undressed, mister.", Wendy purred into his ear, breaking the silence between the young couple. Stan shrugged his shoulders in response and did exactly what he was told.
He wriggled out of his gray sweatpants, dumping them onto the carpet. The bulge in his underwear was more prominent now that he was left in nothing else but a pair of black boxers.
Stan laid down on his girlfriend, trying not to crush her with his weight. He gently caressed Wendy's hips and thighs, allowing his fingertips to dance along the soft skin of her inner thigh area.
As Stan moved his hand closer towards Wendy's most sensitive area, he could feel the wetness protruding from there. Stan gently placed a tender kiss on the top of her underwear line and on inside of each of her thighs.
Taking both hands to pull down the thin material, Stan removed the white panties and tossed them onto the floor. Wendy's whole face lit up and flushed bright red as she was now completely naked.
Noticing just how flushed Wendy's cheeks became, Stan smiled affectionately and placed a gentle kiss on top of her belly button, and one more just above her pubic area.
Wendy breathed out as Stan slowly entered one, single finger inside her. An instant moan reverberated at the back of her throat. He continued to move one finger deeper inside her, and once he heard another soft moan escape Wendy's lips, he slid in another finger. He pumped his fingers in and out of his girlfriend, and licked the very end of her clitoris, sending all sort of tingling sensations throughout the teenage girl's body.
Stan's tongue flicked around the sensitive part of Wendy's body and darted even further inside her. He moved his fingers slightly faster in and out of her, rubbing her clitoris with his thumb. Her hips began to buck and push against Stan's fingers, as her fingers began fiddling with the bed covers.
Wendy bit down on her bottom lip and let out a high pitched moan.
"Stan...", she gritted her boyfriend's name through her teeth, as an orgasm began to build inside of her abdomen. "Oh my fucking God..."
The raven haired beauty moaned louder than before. As Stan was absolutely ravishing through her most intimate area, Wendy felt as if her abdomen was about to explode from the waves of arousal and lust. And it wasn't long before her vaginal walls tightened and an orgasm exploded inside of her.
Wendy cried out one more final moan, breathing out heavily as her body began to recover from a roller coaster of sensuality.
"Oh my fucking God Stan!"
When she felt her breathing easing up, Wendy smiled sweetly at Stan. He removed his fingers out of her and wiped down the vagical juices on the bedsheet, grinning devilishly. He leant down and placed a firm kiss on Wendy's forehead, and the dark haired girl smiled affectionately.
"I think it's your turn mister.", Wendy brought her voice down to a tempting whisper, grabbing onto Stan's shoulders and forcing him to flip over on his back side.
Gently pinning his shoulders against the bed head, Wendy dragged herself further up Stan's body, now sitting on top of his chiseled abdomen. The quarterback's mouth went agape at the sight of the gorgeous girl sitting on his abs.
Wendy smiled before she felt Stan clawing at her hips and plummeting his mouth against hers. He teasingly licked her bottom lip and allowed his tongue to enter her mouth. He squeezed both of her butt cheeks, massaging and slapping them hard. She pressed herself against him closer, smiling into their kiss.
Suddenly, Wendy rolled off Stan and sat next to him, with her hands still firmly attached to his hips. She planted a trail of nibbles and licks, starting from his abdomen all the way down to his underwear line.
Her fingertips ran over the fabric of her boyfriend's boxers. The bulge in his underwear was more prominent than ever, just waiting to be sprung free. She placed her fingers inside her boyfriend's underwear and swiftly tried to pull them off his body. Stan helped her by wriggling out of them and throwing them on the floor.
Wendy's cheeks flushed bright red as she ran her fingertips down the base of Stan's erection. She smirked devilishly at her boyfriend, who was starting to become slightly annoyed with her teasing.
"W-Wendy?"
"Yeah baby?", she asked in a sing-song voice, temptingly narrowing her eyes at Stan.
"C-could you stop teasing me and just blow me already? I don't think I'll be able to resist it much longer..."
Smiling devilishly, Wendy placed a firm grip on Stan's member and started to move her hand up and down the shaft. He grunted in delight, as his whole body was becoming overpowered with testosterone and satisfying tingles.
His girlfriend continued with pumping his erect member, eventually picking up the pace. Stan's groans became slightly louder and more frequent, inspiring Wendy to pump her boyfriend in a faster pace.
''I-I don't think I've ever complimented your skills. You are so fucking good...'', Stan gritted through his teeth. Wendy smiled at her boyfriend, whispering seductively.
''Practice makes perfect, right?''
Stan murmured in response, but soon let out another delightful groan as Wendy's lips wrapped around the very tip of his dick. Sucking a bit more, her tongue ran down the entire length of Stan's dick, causing him to throw his head back in an absolute delight.
The whole eight inches of Stan's dick were in Wendy's mouth, as she skillfully kept on bobbing her head up and down, and stroking her boyfriend's erection in a timely manner.
''Wendy...''
Stan hissed in delight and let out another groan. Wendy licked off some of the pre-cum from the very tip of Stan's erection, sucking and stroking it faster than before.
With Wendy stroking his member a few more times, Stan felt himself being pushed to the absolute edge of pleasure, but his girlfriend didn't budge one bit. He let out one more, final satisfying grunt of delight.
''Holy fucking shit!''
After being brought to the absolute brink of pleasure, Stan breathed out heavily and plopped his head down on the pillows. s vision on wendy. she eventually loosened her grip on Stan's erection.
''That was fucking amazing Wendy.'', tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, Wendy winked at Stan, before she leaned down and pecked his lips a couple of times.
Stan broke the kiss and kept his vision locked with Wendy's for a few seconds, before he cleared his throat and a playful smirk popped into the corner of his mouth.
"Are you ready?"
''Yeah, more than ever.'', Wendy breathed out happily, smiling at her boyfriend.
Responding back with a smile, Stan got off his bed and shuffled over to his desk. He opened the upper drawer and found an unopened box of condoms stashed away. He quickly grabbed the packet and tossed it to Wendy, who caught it and opened the packaging with her fingernails.
Wendy shot Stan a small smile, as she took one condom out of the packet and shoved it into his hand.
Stan slowly tore the packaging open, taking out the rubbery material. He grabbed the box to read the instructions and figure out how to properly put on a condom. It did take him a few seconds to figure out the proper way to unroll it, but he quickly pieced everything together and rolled the plastic material down his erection, adjusting it at the very end to make sure it won't slip off.
Wendy tugged on his arm and pulled him into another short kiss, as she laid down on the bed, with Stan right on top of her.
Stan positioned himself above Wendy's entrance. He leaned forward and kissed her softly one more time, placing the very, very tip of his erect member inside her. She wrapped her hand around the erection, making sure that it didn't slip out.
Feeling his erect member enter inside her for the first time, a soft moan escaped from Wendy's lips.
Stan slowly, but gently moved inside of his girlfriend. She was still wet from her orgasm, which made the whole process of entering her easier. Stan kept both of his hands on Wendy's hips for balance, and he began slowly thrusting inside of her.
As Stan thrusted inside her again, Wendy felt a slight twitch inside her vaginal canal. Cringing, she bit down on her bottom lip and allowed a slight murmur to escape her lips. This caught Stan's attention, who stopped his thrusts inside Wendy for a brief second.
''Are you okay?'', he asked in a worried tone. He was going as slowly as he possibly could, not wanting to rush anything with her.
''Yeah, yeah, I'm good. Just speed it up a bit, okay?''
Stan breathed out a sigh of relief at Wendy's reassuring words. He began thrusting inside of his girlfriend once again, and slowly began to pick up the pace.
Soft moans escaped the dark haired girl's throat, as Stan quickly reached forward and locked his lips with hers.
Wendy began to move her hips, trying to keep up with the same pace as her boyfriend. Stan kept his hands on both of Wendy's hips, and continued thrusting inside her at a faster rate. She spread her legs further and allowed her boyfriend a deeper entrance. She clawed at both of Stan's hips, pushing himself further inside her.
Wendy could feel an orgasm starting to form in her abdomen. Each and every one of Stan's thrusts brought her closer to the brink of pleasure. She dug her nails into his skin and allowed another moan to escape her lips.
''Oh my God...''
Stan could feel an insane amount of pleasure building inside him as well. He plunged himself deeply inside his girlfriend, hissing at her chest in an absolute delight. Stan lifted Wendy's hips up, thrusting in a fast, timely manner.
''Wendy...'', he gritted through his teeth.
Things soon became overwhelming for both of them.
Thrusting inside his girlfriend a few more times, both Stan and Wendy cried out in unison and climaxed together. Both breathed out heavily, with Stan collapsing on top of Wendy.
An extreme blush formed in Wendy's cheeks, as she began to giggle. Stan cupped both of her cheeks with his hands and placed a gentle, warm kiss on her lips.
After a few seconds, Stan pulled away and kissed Wendy firmly on her forehead. He slipped outside of her and rolled the condom off, tossing it into the garbage bin.
''Did it hurt?", Stan asked in a concerned tone.
''Not really. I just felt a slight twitch, nothing more than that.'', Wendy smiled at him, pressing her naked body against Stan's. "You did a good job for someone who hadn't had sex before.", she teased him.
''Well, judging by the fact that both of us can barely breathe right now, I think I did a pretty good job.''
''More than good. You were amazing.'', Wendy gently stroked her boyfriend's cheek with her thumb. Stan smiled her and leaned in to close the gap between them once again. He ran his fingers through Wendy's black hair and her back, grinning into the kiss and pressing their bare bodies closer against one another.
Man, he was glad that Wendy was his. And only truly his.