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capri-ramblings · 4 years

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Hi Capri, you're recent "what if I have to go" post got me thinking. How would Leona, Ruggie, Jack and Idia react to an s/o (female) who wants to break up with them? Feel completely free to ignore/delete this If you want 💞💞

I'm not very good with angst but I hope this is good enough! You all have been so nice with asking me for Requests and I just wanna say that if there is a request I'm not comfortable or able to do, I will definitely inform said user that sent me the request,so if I haven't sent any to you it means I am working on your request (I'm just super slow on updates im sorry 😔) Okie that's it! thanks for reading and enjoy! ( ꈍᴗꈍ)

A Sense of Abandonment

Leona Kingscholar

- He wouldn't take it so kindly.

- In the first place,being able to get as intimate as you did with him was hard enough but now you wanted to break it all up?

- "Sure" Is what he'll say, and from how casual and nonchalant it sounded, it was as if he didn't really care, but what he's really saying is "Are you fucking kidding me?"

- If you thought being his partner brought out his predatory possessiveness, you should think otherwise.

- Any other male getting near you was an offense to him now, and he doesn't hesitate to make his aggression known.

- He still acts like you're his and every single time you tell him off for it, he gives you that dull expression of his.

- Leona conflicts you.

- He says he doesn't care, acts cold to you, but then you confront him and and he just toys with your temper

- He's hurt and you've wounded his pride more than it already was before

- Of course you won't be forgiven so easily nor would he be able to forget you

- The way you always seemed to bring out his softer side, and how genuine you were with everything you did for him.

- How did it end up like this? How could he have lost something so valuable without being able to fight for it?

- The breakup leads to a deep rooted frustration for Leona, and before he gets over it, it's going to be a turbulent ride. For both parties.

Jack Howl

- This young pup would be both confused and extremely hurt.

- "Why?" Would be his first reaction to it and even when you try to tell him it wasn't anything personal, he'll see it as him failing to make the relationship work

- He'll put it in his mind that he wasn't good enough and that he had neglected your needs as a partner

- Jack is still rather protective over you but he doesn't really talk or even get near you like he would used to do before the break up

- He'll do a lot of self reflecting and even attempt to get back together, Though he'd see if you were comfortable with it of course

- Unlike Leona, he doesn't hold a grudge against you but whenever you're mentioned near him, Jack's expression turns hard and the heartbreak starts all over again as if it happened yesterday

- It's just a lot of confusion for this young male, and talking it out is the last thing he does because honestly,he doesn't know what to say

- He loved you, still does, but you didn't want to be with him anymore and there was nothing he could do to change it.

- Eventually,he moves on and realizes that in life not everything you love stays with you, but as long as he sees you happy and well, he's satisfied and doesn't disturb your social life or try to include himself in it

- Acceptance is hard but Jack learns to embrace it on his own and sees your falling out with him as a lesson for the next time he gets into a relationship.

Idia Shroud

- It wasn't really a surprise. He was expecting it.

- After all, someone as vibrant as you being with someone as dull as him? It was impossible from the beginning

- So Idia just nods and doesn't even spare a glance as you walked out the door.

- He was expecting it,so it doesn't affect him at all.

- Or so he thought.

- He's online and playing games as he always spends his time when his eyes shift to the one corner of the screen,where messages would pop out and there's one left unread.

- It's your name and it was sent a few weeks before the breakup.

- He's staring at it blankly, not even realising that his hand on the mouse drifts towards it and opens the message.

- [ "Oh my god, I didn't see the message icon until today lmaoo, HI IDIAAAAA." ]

- His chest caves in and for a moment, he doesn't know why he couldn't breath all of a sudden, or why his vision seemed to blur.

- He pushes away from his computer, hands trembling as it clutches his chest.

- Everything hurts.

- He wants to scream but when his mouth opens, nothing but a breathless gasp escapes him and Idia falls to the floor. His figure crumbled and hunched over.

- He can't fucking breath for God's sake,was he dying?

- Ortho finds the blue flamed male desperately trying to compose himself, and the first time he reaches out to touch him, Idia screams.

- "Get the fuck away from me!"

- It's shaky and harsh,almost a grating sound and it makes the younger boy flinch.

- Idia's eyes are just a pool of sorrow and once it fixes on Ortho, they seem to lose their colour.

- "Why..?" He murmurs, gasping for air. When he slams the ground with his fist, the room seemingly tilts and Idia's crying fills in the silence.

- Ortho comforts his brother, quietly listening to his sobs and senseless blabber.

- He keeps repeating the same questions

- "Why?"

- "Wasn't I good enough?"

- "Why didn't I stop her?"

- It's a combustion of anger and sorrow, and poor Idia doesn't handle it well. It was hard enough confronting his emotions when you came to confess to him, but now, you were gone and he was supposed to just be okay with it?

- He doesn't want to hate you, a part of him still hopes for the day you'd come back to him, but each time he somehow passes by you or even hear your name, he feels like burning the entire place down. So he will always find a way to avoid you.

- Idia doesn't even try to talk it out with you or entertain the thought of just being friends. He can't cope with it, thus it's best he did what you did which is go his own way without looking back.

- Ortho gets him back on track by distracting him with either work or new ideas for inventions, and as time passes on, Idia learns to not let his occasional heartbreak bother him as much

- Though a second relationship isn't something he'd dive right into, he might even reject the idea of love all together. But could you really blame him?

Ruggie Bucchi

- Ruggie wished he hadn't gotten so attached in the first place

- He should've known you were going to ditch him soon enough, everyone leaves behind dirt after all.

- He'll play it off like he never took the relationship seriously but it leaves a serious wound on him whether he admits it or not

- Like Idia he tries not to hate you for choosing to leave him but that slight tinge of hurt and betrayal he feels whenever you send him a smile and wave to him as if you didn't just crushed his heart ticks him off

- Ruggie just can't stand to be in the same room as you and whenever people ask him about you, he'll be quick to make the relationship seem like a joke to him

- He doesn't want to go to you and beg you to give him a second chance but he's grinding his teeth when he sees other guys get close to you

- Ruggie's heartbreak comes with Jealousy and anyone trying to take a chance with you is going to find themselves falling over their feet (literally), he'll use his unique magic and make you unapproachable to other guys, anything to make you feel as miserable as him

- There's times when he tries to figure out what went wrong or how he could've made you stay but then the frustration of it all would just lead back to only one solution; No one would wanna end up with a street rat like him.

- To say he'll move on is just another way of saying that as long as he doesn't have to stay inside the same social space as you he'll act like the relationship didn't even exist

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buckysforeverprincess · 4 years

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Can Our Love Survive? Ch. 17

Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers, Sarah Rogers

Words: 1720

Warning: None

A/N: Sorry for the late update, I didn’t realize today would be Mother’s Day when I made the update schedule. Anyway, Reader brings Bucky home, but just how will Steve and Sarah handle it? Enjoy!

Nat dropped the two of you off and you lead Bucky inside and into your room. The first thing he asked was if he could use the shower and you quickly agreed. He looked like he hadn't showered since the last time you saw him, and he smelled like funk and liquor.

After setting him up with a stuff for a shower, you left him alone and made your way to the kitchen. By the looks of him, he's gonna need some ibuprofen and water to help him sleep off that hangover, if the empty bottles around his house were anything to go on. Bucky needed lots of sleep and even more ibuprofen. Poor guy really was worse for wear.

Taking the items back to your room, you laid down on your bed and closed your eyes. What were you going to tell your mom and Steve? Would they understand and let Bucky stay? No one should be alone, especially for a holiday, but simply put, his father had abandoned him. Would your mother and brother see just how alone Bucky was and accept him into your home? Hope springs eternal and there’s no way you’d let your boyfriend spend another moment in that house, while his father did fuck all of nothing, neglecting his only son.

You're not sure how long you laid there lost in thought, but it was long enough for your boyfriend to finish his shower and come join you in your room.

“Hey.” Bucky's stands in the doorway with a towel wrapped around his waist. You sit up and look in his direction, your eyes gazing on his muscled chest and arms. “I would have got dressed, but I think my bag’s in here.” He points to his bag on the floor.

“I'll go-”

“Stay… please.” Bucky walks over and sits on the bed next to you. “I'm sorry…,” he places his hand on yours, “for everything.” You can see the pain and hurt in his eyes and it makes you want to cry.

“The only thing you did wrong was ghost me. Don't ever do that to me again.”

Bucky nods and moves his hand to your cheek, his thumb rubbing your skin softly. “I was an idiot. I fucked up and let my anger control me, and in the process, you had a panic attack. I hated myself for causing that, but I promise you... I'll never do that again. I love you and I don’t want to be the cause of any more of your pain.” Tears start to fall from his eyes, and you know he's being sincere.

“I love you, too.” You lean in and place a soft kiss on your boyfriends’ lips. Bucky quickly gets with the program and opens his mouth, deepening the kiss. You slip your tongue into his mouth, kissing him back with enthusiasm, letting your tongues playing with each other in a sloppy symphony, clearly having missed each other. Bucky must decide the positioning is all wrong, you can feel his hand move to your waist and with your help, you move from the bed and straddle his lap, your mouths still connected by your kiss.

With arms now wrapped around each other, the new position makes the kissing more heated, and you realize just how aroused you are. This is a totally new feeling for you. The way Bucky's kissing you, touching you, holding you. You've never felt like this before, and it’s a feeling you never want to lose or be without again. The arousal is intense, and you need more. You know Bucky is seriously turned on, his rock-hard cock grinds into you through the towel when he grinds himself into your covered core. The act leaves nothing to the imagination and you can feel a pool of moisture forming in your panties, and fuck, you were ready to give yourself over to him completely.

“Baby…,” Bucky breaks the kiss with a breathless gasp, both of your faces flushed, “…as much as I want this, and God knows I do, I don't think we should.” You frown but nod your head slowly in agreement, eyes lowered to the bed. “Hey…,” Bucky reaches out and raises your head to look you in the eyes. “I want this… but I want it when you're ready, and something tells me it’s not right now. I can wait.”

“Thank you.” Placing a quick kiss on his lips. Even though your body was definitely with the program and everything was saying yes, the truth was you probably weren’t ready. Your first time with Bucky was something you never wanted to regret. “I love you.”

“I love you, too, but I should get dressed and get some sleep while I can. Your mom may kick me out when she sees me so, I should get some rest while I still can.”

You kiss him quickly on the lips and remove yourself from his embrace, standing up and walking to the bedroom door. “If you need anything, I'll be in the house somewhere.”

Bucky nods and you shut the door and see Steve standing up against the wall waiting for you. He puts his lips up to his mouth in silence and motions for you to follow him to the living room.

“How much did you hear?” You ask, plopping yourself down on the loveseat. Steve sits next to you, turning his body so he can look dead at you.

“Enough,” he replies and sits in silence. “Look…,” he finally breaks the awkwardness, “I can't say I'm entirely happy about everything and how it's all transpired, but from what I just heard between the two of you, I respect him. It couldn't have been easy stopping himself, but he did. I think I just might be able to forgive him. For you.”

You smiled at your brother and suddenly enveloped him in a hug. “Thank you!”

Steve wraps his arms around you and pulls you tight. “You're welcome. I've missed this.”

“Me too,” your voice muffled by his shoulder, “we should do this more often.”

Steve chuckles, “I’d like that.” He breaks the hug and you resume looking at each other on the couch. “So… what's going on with Bucky?”

You inhale a deep breath and begin to explain everything that transpired, leaving nothing out, hoping to gain support from your twin. He sits there and listens without interruption and when you’re finally done, he shakes his head and frowns.

“Wow! That's pretty fucked up. What the hell kinda people do that shit to their kid?“

“I can't believe both his parents have pretty much abandoned him. I mean, can you imagine if mom did that to us?”

Steve shook his head. “Mom would never do that to us. Sarah Rogers is one badass woman. She has to be… she's raised us.”

As if on cue, your mother walks in, holding two pizzas in hand. “What's this about me being a badass woman?”

“Nothing mom, just saying you had to raise us, so you're pretty badass.” Steve says, taking the pizzas from your mom and heading to the kitchen.

“Don't ever forget it!” Sarah calls out, following behind him.

You make your way to the kitchen, the three of you sit down and prepare to dig in. “Um...mom?” You need to talk to her about Bucky and now seems like the best time.

“Hmmm…,” she grabs at the pizza never looking up at you.

“I-uh… I need to talk to you about Bucky.” She stops mid movement and gives you a look of concern. “I’m fine! I promise, he didn't hurt me!” Sarah exhales and relaxes, putting the pizza down on her plate and you take that as a sign to continue. “He's here… in my room. Sleeping.” Sarah’s still silent waiting for the explanation and you end up recanting the story for the second time this evening. And just like Steve, she listens without interruption, waiting you to finish your heartbreaking story.

“He just can't stay there, mom! It's like no one cares about him!” Your voice is raised from all the emotion your carrying inside.

“But you do?” She questions, her face neutral, not giving anything away.

“I do… he shouldn't be alone, especially for the holiday. Not with his history.”

Sarah turns and looks at Steve, who's being uncharacteristically non-verbal. “What do you think about all this?” She asks him.

Steve shrugs. “Well, Y/N’s right. He shouldn't be alone. Neither of his parents seem to care about him. I mean, he started drinking young and I'm sure his mom knew but didn't act, and when he became a problem, instead of helping him she just let him go. A mother should never turn their back on their children, and don’t let me get started on his dad. I think for his sake and Y/N’s he should just stay.”

You mouth a silent ‘thank you’ and he gives a slight nod. Sarah looks at the two of you and shakes her head. “Ugh! Ok. Rules. He’s to sleep on the couch and he goes to school every day. Bucky will keep his grades up and NO DRINKING! Got it?! Oh and no fighting! Absolutely no repeats of the kitchen incident!”

“I can do that.” You all turn to see Bucky standing there in the entrance to the kitchen. “I'm sorry to intrude, but I woke up and was hungry?”

Steve laughs and pulls out the empty chair next to him. “Dude, don't you know if you're hungry?”

Bucky smiles back at him. “Yeah I am. Starving actually.” He makes his way over and sits in the chair. You give him your plate and he grabs some pizza, shoving a few slices on the plate.

“Bucky,” Sarah speaks, breaking the silence that had had taken over the kitchen, “I'm very sorry about what's happened to you. I'm willing to let you stay for as long as you need, but you must follow my rules, and absolutely NOT hurt my daughter. Think you can handle that?”

“Yes ma'am. I can abide by your rules… I never want to hurt your daughter. I love her too much to ever hurt her.”

Sarah smiles and places a warm hand on his arm, showing him her motherly comfort. “Then, you can stay.”

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artificialqueens · 5 years

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I’ll Keep Him For Myself (Biadore) - Lemonade

Prompt: Biadore fluff/smut based on Adore’s tweet “I’ll keep him for myself”.

Summary: Roy carefully lifted Danny’s shirt over his head. Though they didn’t have much time to spend together, there was no rush in Roy’s movements. He liked taking care of Danny; Pampering him and making him comfortable. He wasn’t interested in ripping Danny’s clothing off and having him on the floor—at least not today.

“We need to talk,” Danny said as soon as Roy’s picture came in clear through FaceTime; Not even giving Roy the chance to say hello.

Roy could sense the urgency in Danny’s voice. “What’s wrong, angel?” He asked.

“I need to tell you something…But, like, just let me talk, okay? Don’t say anything until I’m done?”

“Okay,” Roy agreed.

Danny took a breath. His eyes settled on Roy’s image on his phone screen. They hadn’t talked or seen each other for over a month. Usually when they’d reunite (through a FaceTime call or in person meet up) it was all smiles and warm greetings. Catching up on the latest gossip and updating each other on their personal lives.

While Danny filmed Ex On The Beach, he came to a realization; One that he couldn’t hold in for another moment. “I love you, Roy. I mean, like, I’m in love with you. I’m pretty sure you and everyone else in the world already know, but——“ Danny paused to gather his thoughts. He had a habit of losing his words in overwhelming situations. “I just wanna be with you,” he cut to the chase. “I’m tired of just hooking up, and pretending I don’t want more. We never talk about it or what we are and it makes everything so confusing and painful and— I just can’t do it anymore. I don’t want to. I want you. I want you to be my boyfriend.”

Danny talked a mile a minute when he was nervous, it took Roy’s brain a few seconds to catch up with what he was saying. All Roy did was smile at him. “It took you long enough.”

Danny let out the breath he was holding. “I know. I’m sorry—“

“Don’t,” Roy cut him off. “You needed time to figure your shit out.”

Danny smiled shyly, his eyes flicking between his twiddling thumbs and Roy’s eyes. “So, do you wanna? Like, be my boyfriend?”

Roy chuckled at how Danny his nervous proposal was. “Of course, angel. I love you, too.”

That was when Danny had first arrived home from filming. Now, almost a month later, it was his birthday weekend and he was in New York to celebrate with his boyfriend.

——

Roy had a busy schedule. Back to back shows in different states didn’t leave time for Roy to surprise Danny with a visit, so Danny decided he’d take a last minute trip to New York.

They usually suffered through the prolonged absence in each other’s lives when their schedules were too conflicting. Danny filled the days with drinking, and his nights with whatever man would come home with him. Roy focused mostly on work. Since entering an official relationship, they put more effort into seeing each other to keep it alive. What they once thought would be a hardship in their relationship, turned out to be something that only strengthened it. How could you doubt that someone loved you when they’d fly across states and sacrifice their three hours of down time to be with you?

Danny waited for Roy in his hotel room. He wished he could’ve caught a glimpse of Bianca’s show, but by the time he had landed in New York it was almost halfway over.

Danny perked up when the doorknob started to jiggle. The excitement of seeing Roy for the first time in he didn’t even know how long started to bubble in his chest.

“Willow!” Danny leaped off of the bed and into Roy’s arms. Roy had barely walked through the door before he had Danny wrapped around him.

“Hi, baby,” Roy said with a wide smile, his hands running up and down Danny’s back while Danny nuzzled his face into Roy’s neck. “Happy birthday, angel.”

Danny pulled away from Roy’s neck to kiss his lips. “Thank you,” Danny mused against Roy’s lips as they shared short, sweet kisses with each other. “I loved my flowers,” Danny beamed up at Roy with his bottom lip between his teeth.

“I know,” Roy chuckled, hinting at how Danny took to social media to show them off.

“I’m sorry,” Danny giggled, his head falling to Roy’s shoulder. “I got really excited. They were so sweet.”

“It’s okay,” Roy reassured. “I told you that if you wanted to be open about us I would be okay with it.”

“I know, but I decided not to be too open. I want this to be for us. To be about me and you. We’ve worked for so long without having people in our business, I think I’ll keep you for myself.” Danny said with a smile. He ran his fingers through Roy’s growing hair, giving it a slight tug that teased a moan from Roy’s lips. “I like it,” Danny said.

Roy offered Danny a small smile and quiet chuckle. He never really knew how to react to Danny’s compliments. He still couldn’t wrap his head around Danny being attracted to him at all, let alone being so attracted to him that he couldn’t contain it.

“I have another gift for you,” Roy said, purposely taking the attention away from himself. Danny raised his eyebrows in curiosity. An eager look spread on his face as Roy moved to dig through one of his packed suitcases.

Roy presented Danny with a large bottle of clear liquid. “Your favorite.” CBD infused, strawberry scented, edible massage oil.

Danny’s mouth dropped. “Roy, this is so fucking expensive!” He swatted Roy’s arm for spending so much money on him, despite secretly loving the fact that he always did.

“It’s nothing.”

Danny rolled his eyes. “I know it’s not for you, rich bitch, but still! I can’t believe you even remembered it,” Danny pouted at him. “You’re the sweetest,” Danny chastely pecked Roy’s lips.

“So,” Roy looked him up and down. “Can I undress you?”

Danny bit his bottom lip, his breath catching in his throat. “Mhm”

Roy carefully lifted Danny’s shirt over his head. Though they didn’t have much time to spend together, there was no rush in Roy’s movements. He liked taking care of Danny; Pampering him and making him comfortable. He wasn’t interested in ripping Danny’s clothing off and having him on the floor—at least not today.

Roy pressed his lips to Danny’s collarbone, following the freckles that lead to his chest. He kissed the soft skin of his breasts, moving downward slightly to suckle on one of his nipples.

Danny’s breathing labored. His head fell back, enjoying Roy’s mouth on the sensitive peaks of his body while running his fingers through Roy’s hair. He really, really hoped Roy wouldn’t cut it when tour was over.

Roy only gave Danny a small taste of the night to come. He removed his lips, standing back up face to face with his boyfriend (who thanks to the teasing gained a rosy tint to his cheeks). Danny squirmed while Roy played with the waistband of his pants. Slowly, Roy dragged the soft fabric down Danny’s legs. The sight of Roy below him with his pants around his ankles erotic enough to make a low groan sound from Danny. He wanted so badly for Roy to rip his underwear off and start sucking him off, but he didn’t. Roy continued carefully to undress Danny as he brought the jockstrap he wore to a pool around his ankles as well.

“Thought you’d wanna leave that on,” Danny said.

“Your ass looks incredible without them,” Roy answered simply.

When Roy stood again Danny crashed his lips against his. They kissed slowly, thoroughly. Like before, there was no rush. Danny loved tasting Roy. His lips were vanilla and his mouth so uniquely him that Danny couldn’t stop from moaning when their tongues slipped into each other’s mouths.

“I love you. ‘M missed you,” Roy mumbled against Danny’s lips. His hands were tangled up in Danny’s blonde hair, controlling the angle they were kissing at, and showing off how possessive Roy got of Danny when they were intimate after a period of not being able to be.

“I love you, too. So much. Missed you so much,” Danny spoke between smacks of their lips. The only thing that could break their kiss was Danny pulling Roy’s shirt over his head. He rekindled it just as quickly as he broke away. This kiss was more needy. Their chests pressed together as if they were trying to get inside each other’s skin. Danny unbuttoned Roy’s pants, letting them fall as they continued to kiss. Danny’s hand snaked between their bodies to palm Roy through his boxers, eliciting a moan from Roy’s plump lips.

Danny smirked at the reaction he earned. He couldn’t stop himself from moaning with his lover as he continued to grope him through his underwear. Danny pulled back slightly to flick his tongue over Roy’s lips. His fingers snuck inside Roy’s boxers, yanking them to the ground.

When Roy’s underwear was no longer in the way Danny grabbed a handful of Roy’s ass. Both hands had a grip on either asscheck. He pulled Roy closer to him as he pushed himself closer to Roy. Their tongues tangled again. Danny tried grinding their cocks together. Though standing up wasn’t the best position for it, it was enough—for now. Roy gritted out a curse. His teeth tugged on Danny’s lip, nibbling at the pink flesh before letting him go. “Lay down,” Roy huffed in Danny’s ear. Roy’s breath tickling the shell made Danny shiver. He did as he was told, lying down on the cozy hotel bed. His dick already aching for Roy’s affection.

The shift on the bed as Roy climbed on made the hairs on Danny’s arm stand up straight. He was so excited to feel Roy again. To be touched by him. Roy popped open the massage oil he had gotten Danny for his birthday. With consideration for Danny’s comfort, he rubbed his hands together to warm it up before working it into the youngers skin.

Roy started at the base of Danny’s neck, applying a bit of pressure while rubbing in a circular motion. His hands spread across Danny’s shoulders, paying attention to the spots that felt more tense. Danny hummed in approval, a content smile spread across his lips. Roy thought he was just adorable. Leaning down, Roy pressed a kiss to Danny’s temple.

“Good?” Roy asked.

“Really good,” Danny mused.

Roy couldn’t stop the warm rush of affection spreading through his chest. While his hands worked the center of Danny’s back, his lips kissed every freckle on Danny’s shoulder. The taste of strawberry was a pleasant treat as his lips trailed across Danny’s skin.

Roy’s hands had slipped to Danny’s ass, giving it the most attention as he massaged the perky cheeks. His lips were now on Danny’s neck, Danny’s head craned to the side to give Roy the best access to him possible. Danny whimpered as Roy sucked on the delicate flesh. “Mark me,” he breathed. Roy would never not give Danny what he wanted.

The suckling on his neck became rougher. Roy nibbled at the blooming bruise, licking the spot occasionally to soothe the skin. The longer Roy worked on it, the more painful it became. Oddly enough, Danny enjoyed that pain. It heightened the experience, made the thigh quivering feeling of Roy’s lips and tongue on his neck more pleasurable. Danny hissed as Roy’s teeth sunk into him. “Fuck,” was muttered under Danny’s breath in such a small voice Roy almost couldn’t hear it.

The task of leaving his mark on Danny, all the sounds his lover made, and the taste of his boyfriend’s skin made Roy painfully hard and slick with his own precum. He could tell Danny was worked up as well by the way his hips ground against the bed for friction. Roy sucked roughly on the red and purple skin at the same time he rutted his dick in Danny’s ass, the head nudging Danny’s hole. The two sensations mixed together made Danny cry out the most erotic noise Roy had ever heard. He continued to grind against Danny while moving away from the obnoxious love bite to properly kiss him.

A hint of strawberry still lingered on Roy’s lips. Danny plunged his tongue into Roy’s mouth, moaning as they devoured each other.

Roy spread open one of Danny’s asscheeks, his other hand slipped between them to circle Danny’s hole with a gentle touch. Danny choked, his fists tightened around the bed sheets. He almost couldn’t speak; The first few tries only the delicious sound of his moaning came through. Danny’s balls throbbed and he knew the blanket under him must be stained. A strangled whine escaped his lips before he could get his words out. “Roy,” the breathy call of his name shot straight to Roy’s cock. “Roy, baby. Wait.”

At the first sign of protest Roy got off of Danny. His fingers ran through the damp hair on his lover’s head, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” Danny quickly reassured. He turned himself over so he was on his back. “I just—“ Danny wrapped his arms around Roy, pulling Roy to climb over him. “I know you wanna spoil me because it’s my birthday, but you wanna know what I really want?” Roy nodded his head, looking down at Danny like a lost puppy. Danny sat up slightly to meet Roy for a kiss. One of his hands slid down a tan back until it met the swell of Roy’s ass. His fingers dipped between Roy’s cheeks to rub his hole. “You,” Danny broke the kiss to see Roy’s face had turned a beat red. “Can I have you?”

Roy looked more than a little taken aback as he nodded his head yes.

“Are you sure? I want you to wanna do it, ya know.”

“I’m sure,” Roy shook off the initial shock. “You just threw me off, is all. I was literally about to fuck you.”

Danny covered his face with his hands as he giggled. “Sorry! I got distracted.” His arms flopped to the side of him.

“I bet,” Roy teased, leaning down to kiss Danny tenderly.

Danny kissed back with just as much care. His hands caressed up and down Roy’s arms, eventually stopping at his shoulders to cradle him and flip them over. The transition so smooth Roy almost didn’t realize how he got underneath Danny.

Danny never broke their kiss; He used it to distract Roy from the awkwardness of trying to blindly mount him. Once Danny was in a comfortable (and proper) position he pressed his hips into Roy’s. Roy whimpered when Danny’s cock rubbed against his. Danny lined them up perfectly so his dick would glide against Roy’s with every pass.

Roy’s hands found their way to Danny’s asscheeks as Danny ground down on him. He squeezed them roughly, his fingers digging into the soft flesh earning small noises of approval against his lips. Danny nipped at Roy’s bottom lip, flashing a seductive smirk when he pulled away. It was only a second or two before Danny’s mouth was on Roy’s body again. Danny was careful not to leave love bites on Roy. As much as Danny himself loved them, Roy hated them. He had no problem painting Danny’s body, but when it came to his own Roy was a lot more reserved.

Danny’s lips made their way to Roy’s shoulders. He always found Roy’s shoulders to be so attractive. Maybe it was because they were the perfect mix of masculinity and femininity. Roy was so dainty, but never weak. His muscles were defined in a way that made Danny’s heart skip a beat. He could stare at a picture of Bianca in an off the shoulder dress for hours and never get bored of it. “Why are you so sexy?” Danny practically moaned as his tongue ran over the taut skin.

Roy chuckled between heavy breaths. Danny’s hips never stopped moving, and all the loving affection was making his heart race and head dizzy. “You’re just weird.” Usually Roy would make a more biting comment about Danny’s odd kinks, but he was too far gone to think of anything up to par with his usual humor.

A feeling of cockiness washed over Danny. Turning Roy to putty was always an accomplishment. His lover had a good semblance of control; Danny adored watching that fall apart beneath him.

“Dan,” Roy choked out. Danny twitched when their cocks moving together felt better than before. “We don’t have much time, angel.” Roy’s nails left indentations on the smooth skin of Danny’s ass, the moon tattoo particularly scratched up. Danny whined at Roy’s words. “I know, baby,” Roy soothed. “I promise—“ Roy’s sentence broke off into a moan as Danny quickened the pace of his hips. “I promise we can fuck for days when I come home. I don’t wanna leave you with blue balls for your birthday.”

Danny’s head fell in the crook of Roy’s neck. “Fine,” Danny mumbled against his skin. “But I’m gonna lick you from head to toe next time I see you,” Danny teased, flicking his tongue over Roy’s lips again. “Turn around.” Roy ran his fingers through Danny’s hair and pecked his lips before flipping onto his stomach. Roy didn’t mean to cut Danny’s fun short, but he wanted Danny to get as much as he could out of this before he had to leave. He had a feeling Danny would’ve been more upset if they didn’t get to fuck at all.

Danny trailed sweet kisses down Roy’s spine until meeting the curve of his ass. His hands groped Roy, massaging and jiggling his cheeks. In Danny’s own words, Roy had a cute little ass. Roy never thought much of it, didn’t really understand why Danny loved it so much, but he did; so Roy never questioned it.

Danny sunk his teeth into Roy’s asscheek, sucking on the skin that he had bitten. “Are you gonna hold yourself open for me?” Danny’s voice was dripping with lust. Roy knew if he turned around he’d see the same blown out pupils that were so familiar to him.

Roy reached around to spread his asscheeks for Danny. Danny’s cheeks flushed a bright pink at the sight. He licked his lips, something switched in Danny’s head that made him run on the pure hunger he had for Roy. He dove face first into Roy, immediately tasting him and moaning against his hole. The vibration made Roy’s eyes roll back into his skull.

Going down on Roy was an art form that Danny had mastered. He loved being kissed, so Danny kissed him. A small lick before his lips suctioned around him always made Roy drip with precum. Roy groaned at the careful tongue swiping at his hole. If you added a gentle finger teasing the muscles as you kissed and licked, Roy would lose his mind. Roy threw his head back when Danny’s pointer finger started tracing his hole.

Roy could barely contain himself. The fabric of the pillow was between Roy’s teeth, his head thrown so far back Danny could reach up and pull that sexy long hair, so he did. Danny held Roy as he ate him out with a ferocity that had Roy’s thighs trembling. His favorite was getting tongue fucked. Roy didn’t really like fingers inside of him, Danny’s tongue however…Roy broke a loud moan when it slipped inside of him, the pillowcase falling from his mouth. “Holy fuck, Danny,” Roy whined. His hips ground against the bed for friction, and against Danny’s face for more.

Roy swore he could cum just from this—has before a few times. His eyes screwed shut so tightly he was seeing stars behind them. Hearing his name being screamed was the sign Danny waited for to let him know Roy was ready. He pressed a few more kisses to Roy’s hole, swiped his tongue over him a few more times. “You taste so fucking good, Willow,” Danny growled. It was all Roy could do when he grunted in response, his face flat against the pillow he was biting into. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and Danny tugged at the tangled locks again.

“You’re okay?” Danny asked as he hovered over Roy. He leaned down to press a few loving kisses to his shoulder blades.

“Mhm,” Roy hummed.

“Are you ready? If you still wanna, anyway…,” Danny trailed off, getting a bit distracted by kissing Roy’s skin. Maybe he was a little too in love with Roy, but he swore even his sweat tasted good.

“Oh, I’m ready,” Roy assured, lifting his ass against Danny’s crotch.

“K.” Danny sat up. He grabbed his dick, rubbing the head over Roy’s hole a few times just to tease him. The way Roy moved so perfectly in sync with him made Danny choke. “Lube?”

Roy reached under the pillow for a small bottle he kept there for Danny’s visit. “Literally had to run out an hour before showtime to get this shit,” he said as he handed it back to Danny.

“That’s why you should always keep a bottle with you.” Danny opened the cap and poured some out onto himself, spreading it over his cock and hissing at the feeling. He had to stop in fear he’d cum before getting to be inside of Roy.

“Well, I didn’t expect this to happen; Wasn’t really planning on fucking anybody.” Danny knew Roy would never cheat on him, but hearing it so casually from Roy’s mouth like it was a given made his chest feel warm and cozy.

Danny poured a generous amount onto Roy as well, using his thumb to spread it around. He pressed the head of his cock against Roy’s hole, running it against him a few more times. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Since fingering was off the table, Danny went in slowly; As if he was getting someone through their first time. He watched out for Roy’s reactions, gave his lower back loving strokes as he pushed further inside. He stayed still once all of him had disappeared inside of Roy. His thighs began to tremble before he had even moved. Danny came to the unfortunate realization that he might not last as long as he wanted to.

Roy moved around, adjusting himself to Danny’s size. His dick was perfect for Roy. Big enough to make Roy’s eyes roll behind his skull, but not so big that Roy couldn’t take him.

When Roy was ready he started fucking himself against Danny. Danny groaned, getting a tight grip on Roy’s hips as he met him half way. “Fuck, baby.” Danny’s voice was just as shaky as his wobbling thighs. Roy had the tightest ass Danny had ever been inside, the warmth surrounding him made Danny go completely blank. The only thing on his mind being Roy and the only movement he was capable of was fucking him.

Danny slammed into Roy faster and harder. His nails left pink scratches on Roy’s hips and thighs. “Oh, shit!” Roy cried out. Danny smirked. He knew exactly when he hit Roy’s prostate. The low, gravely moans turned to high pitched yelps and whimpers. The same pitch in the laugh that Danny loved so much.

Danny pressed his chest against Roy’s back as he fucked him. He slowed the pace just slightly, moving his hips in a grinding motion; A stark contrast to how he was hammering into him seconds ago. Roy’s mouth hung open as he panted, leaning his head back he nuzzled against Danny’s face. Danny nuzzled him back, a smile creeping onto his lips. That was one of the differences in making love to Roy and fucking anybody else. He had only ever shared such intimacy with Roy. He never had what he had with Roy with any other hookup, or ex, or fling.

Danny kissed Roy’s lips, their tongues played together as it was mostly open mouth and neither of them were coherent enough to care that it was a sloppy mess of a kiss.

They swallowed each other’s groans and whimpers. Danny was so close he could feel himself ready to blow at any minute. “Roy,” he whined. “Baby, it’s been a while. I don’t how long—“ just then their bodies clashed together in a way that made Danny’s vision go dark. With a guttural moan Roy’s body collapsed onto the bed—He couldn’t hold himself up any longer.

Danny followed, his hips pounding Roy into the mattress. “Don’t know how long-“ Danny tried to speak again, his sentence breaking off into a drawn out moan.

“S’okay. Just enjoy yourself,” Roy’s voice was nothing more than a heavy pant. Danny gently bit the shell of Roy’s ear, tugging on it and licking inside. Roy hummed at the sensation. The sound of his wontaness causing goosebumps to flare up on Danny’s skin.

The approach of his orgasm wasn’t too far away. Danny wanted more of Roy for longer, though he, and they didn’t really have much longer anyway.

Danny pulled out of Roy and flipped him over with such a swiftness it left Roy’s head spinning. The feeling of Danny plunging back into him had Roy’s back arching off of the bed. “Babygirl, angel,” Roy incoherently whimpered every pet name he had for Danny. “Baby,” he breathed as his head fell and eyes rolled back before closing.

The sight of Roy being fucked was too much of a blessing to miss out on. Danny was rewarded as soon as he turned Roy over. “You’re so beautiful, Willow. Most beautiful man I’ve ever seen,” Danny cooed to him. He hooked Roy’s legs with his arms, bringing them all way pass Roy’s ears. Roy’s eyes shot open, the high pitched sounds Danny always searched for spilling from Roy’s lips again. Danny leaned down to kiss him. His legs thrown over Danny’s shoulders as he fucked into him.

“I fucking—“ Roy pulsed around Danny’s cock as Danny tried to speak. “Fuck!” He groaned loudly. “I fucking love you, Roy. So close…” Roy’s fingers created bruises under the skin they dug into.

“I love you. I love you. I love you,” Roy chanted as Danny brought him close to his own orgasm as well. Roy was gone. Writhing and moaning beneath Danny, uncaring of the world around him. He forgot they weren’t at home. Forgot that he had to leave Danny in just a few minutes. Right now, it was just them. All he could see was Danny and the cutest forehead wrinkle that always graced Danny’s face when he was moments away from climax. All that was on his mind was giving Danny the best birthday sex he’d ever had.

The fog in his head cleared long enough for an idea to cross Roy’s mind. “Want me to choke you?” His voice, laced with sex and exhaustion shot to Danny’s cock before his words registered in Danny’s head. He would never, ever touch Danny like that without asking first. He couldn’t imagine how he’d feel if someone starting choking him in bed without him knowing it was going to happen. Even though Danny liked when Roy choked him, he wouldn’t assume that Danny wanted it every time; especially with no warning or discussion beforehand.

Danny, too high on lust and the chase of his own release grabbed one of Roy’s hands and brought it to his throat as an answer. Carefully, and just using his middle finger and thumb, Roy squeezed Danny’s throat. Danny whined at the sensation, his hips lazily thrusting into Roy. He squeezed just a bit tighter, making Danny gasp. Danny’s eyes closed as he enjoyed the feeling of Roy’s hand wrapped around his neck.

Roy was extremely cautious when they did this. He never made Danny black out or go unconscious. Sometimes Danny wanted him to. When they sat down to watch videos of other couples doing it, it made Roy too nervous to do to his own lover. They found a happy balance, neither willing to push the other into doing something they weren’t comfortable with.

The bruise taking up a good portion of Danny’s neck added some pleasurable pain into the mix. When Roy let go Danny took a deep breath, his body shaking. Everything he was feeling prior to being choked heightened as his senses came back to him.

A string of whimpers fell from Danny’s lips as he came. The trembling of his body was so intense that Roy questioned for a moment if it was his orgasm or if he had pushed the choking too far. Danny whined Roy’s name, his face burying into Roy’s neck. Roy rubbed Danny’s back as he came down. The occasional tremor running through Danny’s body. He eventually went limp, dropping Roy’s legs with him. He nuzzled into Roy’s neck, whining at the aftershocks of his orgasm.

Roy tangled his fingers in Danny’s hair as the arm caressing Danny’s skin tightened around him to hold Danny close. Danny was still on top of, and inside of Roy, though Roy didn’t mind much at all. “You okay?” Roy chuckled when Danny stayed silent for a few moments.

Danny scrunched his up face. “Best orgasm ever,” he said with a bright smile. Roy cackled. “Sorry it happened so fast.”

Roy waved him off. “Don’t, angel. It was amazing, and you enjoyed yourself. That’s all I care about. Besides, we didn’t have all night anyway.”

Danny didn’t like the reminder that Roy had to leave almost right away. “Let me finish you off at least.” Danny pulled out of Roy and moved a few inches down the bed. He bent over with his ass and hole on display for Roy.

Roy’s mouth watered at the sight. The concern he had for time didn’t exist tonight. He climbed over Danny, pressing his cock in the rut of Danny’s ass. It only took a few minutes of grinding before Roy let out a hearty moan and covered Danny in himself. He panted as he leaned down to kiss Danny’s ass. He spread him open to get a taste of his hole. Danny whimpered, his thighs shook before his body gave out on him.

Roy chuckled. Danny was always so sensitive and responsive. Roy pressed a kiss behind his ear, kissing a trail to his cheek where he peppered adoring kisses. “I’m gonna go shower, angel. I gotta leave in twenty minutes.”

“Me too?” Danny asked innocently.

“No, baby. You know if we shower together I’m gonna miss my flight. I’m sorry we don’t have much time together.”

“No, no,” Danny turned around to face Roy. “I’m so happy we got to be together. I don’t care if it was for five minutes or five hours.” He wrapped his arms around Roy’s neck, pulling him down for a kiss. “I love you. Go shower.”

Roy smiled at him, pecking his boyfriend’s lips one more time. “I love you, too.”

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Move me, baby [Billy Hargrove]

Prompt: #1 (“I love it when you moan my name.”) + #29 (“I want to watch you fall apart.”) off the smut section of this prompt list

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x female!Reader

Word count: 2.9k

Warnings: please don’t read this if you’re under 18. Basically porn without a plot, fingering, oral sex (fem! receiving), unprotected sex (condoms are cool and you should use them), dirty talking, cursing, slight praise kink.

A/N: Firstly, I apologize to anyone who thought I was pure of mind and heart. This is one of the first smuts I’ve written, so please send in some feedback! I’m also very sorry for the lack of consistent updates, but here’s a little something that I hope can count as a little apology of sorts. Enjoy!

It was one of those days. You had been trying to focus your attention on the movie playing on the screen, but as cute as you found Rob Lowe to be, it wasn’t enough to make you forget about Billy. If it weren’t for the fact that you had already seen the movie a thousand times and knew the plot like the back of your hand, you would’ve been completely lost. The Outsiders was one of your favorites, but in that particular moment, it just wasn’t nearly as interesting as the blonde standing a few feet away from you. And oh, didn’t he know it.

Billy was perfectly aware of the effect his movements had on you. The way in which his muscles tensed and flexed, the veins in his arms popping into view. The bouncing of his curls every time he moved his arms up and down with the weight. The rapid pace in which his chest rose as he took in a breath of smoke, a cigarette resting dangerously on the tip of his lips.

The gleam in his eyes as he turned over to see you watching him intently, your eyes never leaving him. He knew just the way he made you feel, and he loved it.

“You look a little bored over there, doll,” he muttered in-between puffs, careful not to drop the cigarette on the carpet floor.

“Bored, me?” You shook your head, letting out a little laugh. You chose your words carefully. You had a goal in mind and knew just how to reach it. “Never, not with such a view.”

He smirked. You wanted him to, to get him feeling at least a tenth of the way he made you feel.

“Still, I know of another thing we could be doing,” you muttered, just loud enough for him to hear.

Billy’s muscles tensed a little tighter and he knew you could see it. He huffed as he moved to let the weight down on the floor, raising his hand up to his mouth to pluck the cigarette from his lips.

He strode over to you, walking slowly as he made eye contact with you. The movie played softly on the background, completely forgotten by the two of you. The heat between your legs grew with every step he took.

“This is what you’ve wanted all along, huh?” He muttered, taking a drag from the cigarette and handing it over to you just as he reached the sofa. You placed it in between your lips and inhaled, attracting Billy’s eyes down to your lips. “Don’t think I didn’t notice the look you’ve been giving me.”

You smiled, exhaling a string of smoke as Billy knelt down in front of you. You leaned forward, placing your arms on your thighs and gave him a toothy smile. You were so close to him you could feel the warmth of his body radiate against yours, and the two of you weren’t even touching yet.

“Baby, I have no idea what you’re talking about,” you said, trying your best to sound innocent. You knew he wasn’t buying any of it, but you didn’t care. The longer you played it out, the better the result. “I was talking ‘bout Scrabble.”

Taking the cigarette from your fingers, Billy let out a laugh. He turned briefly to light it out in the ash tray that rested on the coffee table, and returned his attention to you. The way in which his blue eyes seemed to pierce right through you almost got you shivering, because no body had ever looked at you like that. Like he knew all about you, and still wanted to know more.

“Scrabble, huh? Well then, I guess you don’t mind if I do this,” Billy spoke, moving his hands up to rest on your knees. You were already so eager, the soft touch of his palms burned against your skin. The tip of his fingers caressed your skin, tracing soft, invisible circles.

“I don’t mind at all,” you answered, your eyes not leaving his. His hands traveled further up your legs just as his smirk grew, his fingers still tracing an invisible yet intricate pattern on your skin. “In fact, I think you were right. I’m becoming quite bored.”

Billy’s eyes darkened. You were practically but daring him to take you right then and there, and was never one to back on a dare. His fingers came to touch the hem of your jeans skirt, delving under it and just grazing over the soft fabric of your panties.

“I wouldn’t want you to be bored, baby. What kind of boyfriend would that make me?” He whispered, clicking his tongue as the movement of his hands stopped.

Your breath hitched as his fingers moved over your heat, barely coming into contact with the wet patch in your panties that grew with the second. You bit the inside of your cheek, not wanting to give away just how much you needed him to actually touch you.

“I can see the way you look at me, love,” he whispered, applying the slightest bit of pleasure with his fingers. “You’re so fucking needy.”

Billy’s fingers came to rest just over your clit, caressing through the fabric but just not hard enough. You could barely feel him, and it was driving you insane.

“And you’re such a fucking tease,” you whispered as your hips bucked involuntarily against his hand, earning nothing but a laugh from Billy.

“Don’t you think it’s fair I tease you a little bit, baby?” He asked, looking right into your eyes as movements increased in speed. “You’ve been doing it all afternoon. Looking at me like that. I could barely concentrate.”

You thought you were good with words, but Billy was always better. He knew just what to say to have you squirming under him without having to do much.

“I didn’t mean to, Billy,” you replied. Billy smiled, his hand already pressing harder against your core. “Please, don’t tease.”

“But it’s so much fun,” and just as those words left his mouth, his hand moved away from you.

You whined, crossing your arms over your chest but not being able to grow mad at him as his hands moved upward your body, fumbling with the button of your skirt.

“I don’t want it getting in the way,” he said as he popped the button off and moved the zipper all the way down. Still as playful as ever, Billy took his sweet time in pulling both the skirt and your panties down your legs, discarding them somewhere on the floor.

He smiled, admiring just how wet you had grown already. The sight must have made him forget about the teasing, as he quickly lowered his head down to your legs.

Billy almost moaned at the feeling of your warm skin against his lips, his own pants becoming ever so tight as he placed wet, open-mouthed kisses up and down your heat. Finally giving in, you let out a moan as your head fell against the top of the couch.

Your hand moved to rest on top of Billy’s head, fingers tangling themselves deep in Billy’s blonde curls. He groaned at the feeling, licking a stripe all the way up from your opening to your clit. His tongue flicked over the bud a few times, giving you time to get used to the feeling before he pressed hard against it.

“Fucking hell, Billy,” you breathed out just as he moved one of his hands down from your waist to meet his mouth. “That feels so damn good.”

He separated his mouth from you, making you whine. Two of his fingers took its place as they spread your lips apart, gathering some of your wetness all over his digits.

“I love it when you moan my name,” he whispered, lowering his face once more to come into contact with your body. “Show me just how good I’m making you feel.”

It was as if his own words fueled his behavior, as he started lapping mercilessly at your clit just as his fingers started teasing your entrance. You weren’t even trying to keep quiet anymore, and the fact that Billy was eating you out on his couch, right in front of the door added to the burning feeling that was already pooling in your stomach.

“Music to my ears, baby,” he said against your skin, the vibrations making you grasp even harder upon his curls. You let out a loud whine as he introduced his fingers, curling them just enough to have you grinding your hips against his face. “That’s so fucking hot. You gonna cum?”

You wanted to answer, but your mind was blank and your mouth hung wide open, and so the only sound coming from it were the unapologetic moans he adored so much.

“Oh, baby,” he moaned as he added yet another finger, beginning to pump his digits in and out of your entrance. “Cum all over my fingers, princess. I want to watch you fall apart.”

And so you obeyed. You let out a guttural moan, one that almost made Billy loose all of his composure right then and there, as the knot in your stomach exploded. You could have sworn you saw stars, and you rode out your high with Billy still sucking on your clit, not even trying to stop your hips from grinding against his tongue.

“Wasn’t that a fucking sight for sore eyes,” he said as he placed one final kiss to your clit before he straightened up.

He looked so damn beautiful like that. His hair was mussed from all of your tugging, his lips were swollen and his chin glistened, and you almost felt tears come to your eyes in the realization that that man was yours. All yours.

You leaned down, embracing him by the back of his neck and bringing his face to yours so your lips finally clashed together. You moaned as you tasted yourself on his tongue, and Billy was just so close to losing his cool as your tongue danced against his.

He moved one of his hands up your body to your chest, grasping at one of your breasts as his thumb circled around your nipple. They were so hard already from your orgasm it almost hurt when he touched them even if he only did it through the fabric of your lacy bralette, but you needed his touch so bad you completely ignored the pain.

“I need you inside me, Billy,” you whispered against his lips, and felt his breath hitch in his throat. “Please, please fuck me.”

“Fucking hell, princess,” he muttered, almost groaning as he moved his other hand down to his pants, palming the ever-growing bulge. “I’m going to cream my fucking pants if you keep saying those things.”

“Mm, no,” you retorted. You knew you were playing with fire, but oh how you loved the burn. “Wouldn’t want that to happen, now would I? Not when I want you to cum all over my cunt.”

Billy’s hands never moved faster. His sweatpants were gone in a whirl, and he had moved you so you were standing and he was the one sitting down. The tent in his briefs looked impossibly painful, and you took your shirt off just before you kneeled over the couch, straddling him but not completely touching him.

You looked so damn beautiful like that. Your cheeks were splotchy red from the sudden surge of blood, your eyes were glossy and your chest rose and fell in a frenetic haze, trying your best to regain your breath. Billy’s heart fluttered a little when he realized he was the only one that could ever make you feel that way. You had him on the palm of your hand, and he wasn’t ashamed of bit in the slightest.

You kissed down his neck, Billy groaning at the lack of friction just where he needed it the most. Taking your hips in his hands, he lowered you so you felt your erection right below your core, and you couldn’t help but move against it in an effort of relieving some of Billy’s need.

“I thought you needed me inside you,” he whispered as you sucked right over his collarbone, hard enough to leave a mark. He would never tell you, but he loved when you marked him up. He grew so proud when everyone saw he was yours, and yours alone.

“I thought you liked to tease,” you said, but didn’t waste any time in lowering your hands down his stomach and over his briefs. You got rid of the garment as quickly as you could, and moaned loudly at the sight of him.

Billy hissed as you took him in your hand. You swirled your thumb over his tip, spreading some of his pre-cum over his length as you pumped him a few times, lining him against your entrance while you gripped at his base.

“God, yes,” Billy muttered, closing his eyes as you began to sink down on him. You moaned at the feeling of him stretching you out in all of the right ways, and almost cried out in pleasure as you sat down on his lap. One Billy’s hands came to rest on your hips while the other cupped your breast, and you braced yours against his toned chest. You regretted that he had not taken off his shirt, but the feeling of him filling you to the brim made you forget about it as quick as you had noticed. “Fucking move, princess.”

You didn’t need to be told twice. His hand guided your hips as you moved against him, raising them a little and falling right onto him in a quickening pace. You knew he wasn’t going to last long, and neither were you, so you didn’t even try to take your time.

Billy was a panting mess underneath you, and you felt your heart fluttering at the thought that it was you who was making you feel that way. He was a flesh and bone Adonis, and you were the only one that made him come undone like that.

“You feel so fucking good,” he groaned, the hand on your breast joining the other at your hip. You were sure you were going to bruise, but you couldn’t care less. You relished on his touch and the way he was practically moving your hips at the perfect pace for the both of you. “I’m so close, baby.”

You could feel him twitch inside of you, and you almost didn’t need him to tell you he was just as close to his orgasm as you were.

“Cum for me, baby” you whispered, falling on top of him and resting your head on the crook of his neck. You kissed at his skin as your hips moved frenetically against his, the familiar knot already forming in your lower abdomen.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he whined, the sound so beautifully erotic it almost pushed you right over the edge. You sucked on his neck just as he groaned loudly in your ear. The tightening of your walls against his thick member made him twitch, and you arched your back in pleasure as he came. Billy raised his hips in a pace that matched yours perfectly, and you placed your hands on his knees to help keep you safely on top of him.

Billy came in quick, hot spurts inside of you, his cum painting your walls as you moaned. He brought one of his hands up to his face and sucked on his thumb before he lowered it over your cunt, beginning to caress over your clit while riding his high.

“Yes, right there,” you moaned, continuing to move your hips against his in your race for release. “God, don’t stop.”

He had you trapped under his spell, feeling so damn good you couldn’t even think straight. You moaned, your other hand finding his over your clit as the two of you circled over it in unison. You cried out, clutching your eyes closed, feeling yourself catch on fire and arching your back as much as you could. His other hand came to rest on the small of your back, careful to help you not fall down to the floor.

“Cum all over my cock, baby,” he moaned, the sight of you coming undone making sure he was still rock hard inside of you. “I got you, princess.”

Letting out a moan worthy of a porn movie, you came hard at his words. Your whole body shook and you almost blacked out for a moment. Billy kept moving his hips in a soft motion to help you ride out your high before you slumped down against his chest.

He placed a kiss on the top of your head, tenderly. His arms circled your waist, softly pulling you against him as you both tried to regain your breath.

You looked up at him just as he looked down to meet your eyes. There was no need for saying anything. He was looking at you with such adoration in his eyes, as if he could barely believe you were there. As if he could barely believe you were his.

You reached up to place a soft kiss on his lips, barely being able to because of the smile tugging at the ends of both your mouths.

“Was that better than Scrabble, then?”

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