A/N: This chapter is EXPLICIT and mentions sex/ sexual acts. Please don't read if you don't think this type of material is suitable for you.

This chapter is M RATED! MATURE AUDIENCES!

MATURE, I say!

Andie watched a shirtless Achilles on the television screen with wide eyes. She could feel the warmth of desire building inside her. She had just finished the last of the strawberries, as well as her third glass of wine, and was feeling a little flushed. She felt awkward snuggled up against Pietro as she felt a growing arousal inside herself. She shifted a little under Pietro's arm, and found her eyes immediately drawn to the tanned expanse of skin between the bottom of his shirt and the waistband of his jeans, with a line of dark silver hairs running along it. As Andie watched a sex scene on the television screen she sighed, her desire building. She wondered if she should make a move on Pietro, and if he'd even reciprocate. He was an extremely attractive boy, broad shoulders, well-muscled arms, and she could tell he had a great butt and a large package, even though his jeans.

Andie shuffled so that her head was resting a little lower on Pietro's chest. Pietro wondered if he could possibly get intimate with Andie. He wondered if she even wanted to be with him. Pietro was an experienced guy, but he'd only ever done it with girls at clubs, one night stands. The girl's he'd been with were as drunk as he was, neither would remember the other's name, but that didn't matter, they'd never intended too. Pietro had feelings for Andie, he wasn't sure how deep they were though, and they'd only just properly met. But he could see himself with Andie for more than one night, and that was new for him. The movie had ended, and now the room was filled with the loud and bright voices of advertisements.
"Who were you living with in Santa Fe?" asked Pietro, hoping conversation might help him push past the awkwardness.
"No one", replied Andie, matter-of-factly.
"Such a shame that you were all alone" whispered Pietro, his hot breath tickling her ears, as his hand began to stroke her soft blonde hair.

Andie's usual boldness began to kick in. She turned to face Pietro and put her petite hand on his broad shoulder.
"I'm not alone anymore" she breathed, and leaned forward to lightly brush her lips along his. Their eyes met, his were as full of sinful desire as her own. They kissed again, Pietro's tongue entered her mouth massaging her own. Andie's heart was racing she felt dizzy, or was that just the wine? With a fiery burst, Pietro deepened their kiss, thrusting his tongue quickly, as though attempting to fuck her mouth with it. Andie pulled away from Pietro, breathing heavily, leaving a sticky tendril of saliva connecting their mouths.

"Andie" Pietro shakily murmured, "I want to go a lot faster, like, mutant faster. Unless you want this to be a super-quickie for you, you might want to do whatever you did today at that lab, so you can keep up"
"Ok, I'm ready" purred Andie, annoyed he had even bother to stop to talk. She wanted him now. Pietro zipped to the plush bed with super human speed, as Andie struggle to grasp onto time energy with her addled brain. She thinned the flow of time out just enough so that Pietro's movements became normal speed again. Pietro hurled himself onto the bed and lay back, his athletic figure stretched out, causing Andie's eyes to bulge. She attempted to sway her hips and move seductively towards the bed, fumbling her way across the silk bedcovers, her eyes locked with Pietro's in a heated gaze.

Andie tried to climb on top of Pietro, but he grabbed her shoulders and flipped her on her back. Pietro supported himself with his arms, his leg slipping in between Andie's. He held himself there, watching Andie's chest rise and fall heavily, her flushed cheeps, her shiny eyes, her red, swollen lips; she was gagging for it. Pietro lowered his forehead until it was pressing against Andie's, before resuming their kiss.
"Finally" Andie sighed, as the kiss deeper. Andie sucked on Pietro's tongue as he pressed his hips against hers, grinding them together. Andie reached up and ran her hand though Pietro's thick silver hair and Pietro began squeezing her breasts. Pietro lurched forward- his supporting arm had slipped on the silken sheets.
"Fuck!", screeched Andie as Pietro's elbow drove straight into her stomach. Pietro scrambled to sitting position.
"Are you alright?" he asked her, his eyes wide and expectant. Andie answered him by crawling towards him and positioning herself on his lap, wrapping her legs around his hips.

Andie moaned as Pietro took her earlobe in her mouth, his hands massaging her breasts as he kissed down her neck, biting along her collar bone. Andie's hands gripped Pietro's biceps, groaning as she felt his growing erection pressed at the junction of her legs.
"You are so beautiful", moaned Pietro, as Andie began to massage his clothed member with her hand, the other slipping up under his shirt to feel his warm, toned chest. Pietro fiddled with the hem of Andie's sweater. He grabbed Andie's wrists and pulled them above her head, before taking the hem of her sweated between his teeth and pulling it over her head. He flung the shirt on the ground, before taking off his own and staring at Andie with hungry eyes. Andie moaned with want as she admired Pietro's defined abs. She growled as she grasped his wrists and positioned his hands over her breasts.

Pietro pinched Andie's nipples and licked them through the fine lace of her bra. Andie shivered as her nipples hardened. Andie pulled Pietro into a deep kiss. She began sucking on his bottom lip as his finger's trailed down her body and rested on her womanly hips. Andie pushed herself up onto her knees, hovering slightly above Pietro. He admired the sight with lust-glazed eyes. Andie slowly slipped her bra straps over her shoulders, slithering her hands over her body before reaching behind herself and unclasping the bra.
"Oops!", she giggled as the lacy red bra fell onto the bed. Pietro drank in her toned physique and full blushing breasts. His eyes were dark with animalistic desire.

Andie gyrated her hips over Pietro's stiff member, causing him to moan. Andie pressed her hand firmly against the centre of his chest and took control, shoving him backwards onto the bed. Pietro's hands continued to fondle Andie's breasts as Andie's eyes scanned down Pietro's chest. She kissed and sucked on the skin at the waistband of his pants, before grasping him in her petite hand. Pietro groaned and writhed on the bed. Andie slowly pulled down the zipper on Pietro's jeans, his entire being twitching with impatience. Andie's need for his body got the better of her, and within seconds she had unbuttoned his jeans and whipped them off, hurling them across the room. His engorged member stood to attention, leaving very little to the imagination through his black briefs.

Andie had been confident until now, but had never given a guy a blow job before. She wanted Pietro to enjoy it, and was scared he would just get bored while she did it. She prayed silently to the gods of dirty novels. I hope you only told the truth! Andie rubbed Pietro's cock through his underwear, his eyes watching her movements with greedy curiosity. She slid his underwear down his muscular legs and stared in awe of his magnificent dick. She grasped it in her hands, lowering her face down towards him…

Ha! Sorry to cut it off there, but it's pretty intense trying to write that stuff!

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Hope you enjoyed it. For the sake of the plot, please assume that Pietro and Andie proceed to go "all-the-way".