Human Stress Ball(PAFP) (possible M+)

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    Sunday lay on the down on his bed letting out a large exhale as he did, he smiled at Abigail as he rested his head on her lap. This is what he was first going to do to test her boundaries and his boundaries as well.

    Sunday blushed as he felt her stroke his hair slowly melting in her lap, 'How did she know?' he thought trying to get back into the right mind set.

    Abigail smiled and leaned over until she was only inches from Sunday's face. She stayed like this for a couple minutes. She then gave him a small kiss on his reddening cheek.

    Sunday blushed his heart pounding as she leaned over him, he wondered what she was going to do before she kissed his cheek. He smiled slowly moving up and kissing her reddening cheek as well. He get her warm lap as he rested his head grinning like a fool.

    Abigail smiled Seductively. She knew what to do, especially because if experience of countless other men. She softly placed one hand on his chest and ran her fingers up towards his face, then tracing his jawline. She quietly sighed, mentally preparing herself, and leaned down, pressing her lips against his. She kissed him deeply, determined to please him.

    Sunday watched her beginning to seduce him he was suprise by her kiss and he closed his eyes. For that moment he felt pure bliss, he leaned in a bit before coming to his senses and pullin away standing up. "Abigail... You don't have to do that for me. You have to want to do that with someone" he said quickly still coming down from the kiss they had just shared.

    "Right..I'm sorry..I'm just so used to it," Abagail said as her smile started to fade. She looked down. "You know...I can tell that you are different from others."

    "It's fine... I'm just not as experienced as you would guess" he admitted his hand gripping her hip lightly. Sunday kissed her cheek not wanting to make her feel rejected, "I might be different or I just want you to be yourself"

    "You should eat, shower and rest. After all you must have had a tiring trip" he said blushing noticing where his hand was pressed against. Sunday looked at her luggage and back to her, it must have been hard to live the life she did.

    "Okay, I will." Abigail told Sunday. Abigail stood up off of the bed. She walked over to the bathroom and left the door slightly cracked as she started to undress and get in the shower.

    Sunday sat quietly blushing as he looked away sitting in the bed, he fought his urges and kept his conscience clean.

    Abigail turned off the shower and stepped out. She dried her hair first, then her body. Abigail then put on undergarments, a loose shirt, and a pair of shorts. She walked out of the bathroom and approached Sunday.