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๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ง๐๐๐ค๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ ๐ฃ๐๐ซ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ฎ๐๐๐ฒ ๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ
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~ cis! Bottom! Cecil Dennis x Gender Neutral! Top! Reader (there's not enough content of my sweetheart so I'm taking it as my responsibility)
~ Cecil is a little drunk but not too drunk, he can still definitely consent at this state but he's just a little loopy (whether he has alcohol in his system or not he's always loopy anyways lmao)
~ kissing, humping, cock slapping, rubbing, some beer, jacking off, Cecil is a noisy boy, exhibitionism, semi public sex
~ drabble (short-ish)
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You're at a party with some friends. Some friends you barely even knew. Only popping in because of the alcohol here, and some house exploration. Its a good excuse to roam around places where you definitely shouldn't be going.
And then you meet Cecil. Sitting their on the couch, was he sleeping? Maybe he waโ... nevermind. He's definitely awake. Bottle brought to his mouth and all. You can't help but wander at his stupid outfit. That green old denim jacket and the same old grey sando that would show off his tits to the world. Like it didn't matter to Cecil. Oh, but it definitely mattered to you.
Walking up to him, you can't help but sweet tall him out. Convince him to follow you cause you know a place with more beer. (Technically, you weren't lying. The not so hidden storage room provided a lot of cheap booze and other snacks.)
Of course he says yes, with some small reluctance of not wanting to get off his comfy spot at the couch. He follows you. And you get there and pop a few beers while talking about life and catching up on things.
Eventually. You kiss him, which wasn't the first time anyways so Cecil wasn't as shocked. And it had turned into something a little more desperate. Like humping against each other very roughly, tongues sliding against each other so warm while you grope his tits and he squeezes your rear with the same excitement.
Eventually you get his pants off. Stroking his cock through his boxers while he leans his head back against the shelf. Not bothering to quiet down his noises despite the very threat that anybody could catch them. The music was louder anyways. Hand on his crotch, lightly stroking his dick while torturously thumbing the tip of his dick with the edge of your nail and he sobs softly. Leaning his head against your hair, because your face was busy burying itself in his neck. Biting the skin.
You hit him there, not too rough not too soft. Cecil's always been a good boy anyways, and he could take whatever you gave him. So he very pleasantly gasps, his hands squeezing your arm while he whines afterwards. Even the shock surprising him. Until it turns into sobs mixed with soft moaning when you hit him there again and again. Against his balls and his shaft.
That was enough teasing anyways, so you remove his hand and he fucking whimpers. Mourning for the loss of contact. But he quickly stops once you free his cock against the slight cold air of the storage room, shivers against the chill and starts moaning again when you strong his cock. So sensitive and so pink at the tip, basically just inviting you to come unravel him. Maybe in a while again, until the both of you two are in the mood and you'll bring him to a little motel and make him cum until he goes blind.
The mere thought has you squeezing his cock, he swears again. Panting like he's ran a marathon. Looking at you with the softest puppy eyes, it makes you pity him.
So you go a little faster, making sure to softly squeeze and rub his tip with your fingers and palm for even more sensation and to also spread his precum so that moving up and down became easier and easier.
He swears again. This time in a more whiney voice. Degrade him. Call him a bitch for it even, emphasizing on the idea that anybody could stop and walk in and see himself in such a depraved state.
He'll moan louder this time, legs squeezed together slightly as he cums. You jerk him off faster, completely milking him until theres nothing left to offer, covering the concrete floor with his kids.
What does this do? It leaves you with a very sleepy Cecil. So you kiss him on the forehead and he kisses you back and offer him a drive home back to his lovely girlfriend who offers you some chocolate cake for bringing him back home safe in one piece.
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Warning: Screenshot from the sex scene in rfj so don't like... open around your parents or smth idk.
I know he's like cannonically bad at fucking but THE HAND PLACEMENT RARARA
So big too god DAMN
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