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fezcossnowflake · 2 years

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good morning ;

Fezco x fem!reader

summary: this morning, you didn't text Fez when you woke up and he's annoyed.

word count: ± 1k.

warnings: nsfw, clothed ridding, fingering, language, mention of bodily fluids.

author's note: any of my writings contain a description of reader's body — like hair, color of the eyes, skin. . . — to be as inclusive as possible.

How have you ended up like that? Who knows. You don't even care. You two were watching a movie and suddenly you're sitting on top of Fez's lap, legs spread at his respective sides and his huge expert fingers squeezing your ass. He has turned you into a mess of moans and grunts any time that urges you to swing your hips, the bulge under his rough jeans brushes bare and needed pussy. He knew exactly what he was doing when he stole your panties as soon as you walked in through the door.

And now Fez has you exactly where he wants you, riding his hard cock while he's yet dressed up. The only thing he wants to prove is that he can make you cum just by touching you somehow.

“ C'mon, baby. . . Tell me how much you like that, you're so fucking wet. ”

But you only can moan shamelessly, nose against nose, as he drinks all your erotic vocals — looking like a goddess dancing on top of him.

You whine at the pressure he puts on you any time he pushes you down as he raises his waist, just like if he was fucking you, adding the part of how harsh the fabric of his pants is. You don't want him to win this time, knowing you've lost any hope when his teeth find their way to your exposed neck.

“ You ain' gonna cum till you ask nicely. ”

He grunts then, noticing your legs slightly shaking as soon as he forces you to ride him faster, although you're hardly trying to not give him what he wants.

But you're weak. And Fez controls your body and mind, knowing exactly what button he has to press to put you to beg him. Tangling your fingers in his shirt to stop him from continuing swinging your hips, you show him your best puppy eyes — panting, lips parted and burning in shame.

“ You gonna ask with the words I told ya. ”

Oh, how cocky he can be sometimes, placing his hands behind his head while reclining against the couch. You're going to do all the work apparently, and that's payback for not texting him this morning when you woke up. You fell asleep and were in a rush everywhere though.

“ Fuck, Fez. ” You complain, outraged because it wasn't really your fault.

“ Those wer—. ”

“ Fine! ” Cutting him off you pray for some patience, leaning onto his chest to kiss his lips tenderly but provocatively, biting his lower for a brief instant with so much care. “ I wanna cream your dick, babe. . . I hate when you do this to me, 'cause I wan—. ”

Fez interrupts you by digging knuckle-deep his two longer fingers into your soaked cunt. You were so focused on picking up your words correctly that you haven't noticed one of his hands snaking under your skirt.

The scream that escapes your lips echoes all around the walls forming the living room, managing to make you lie on the sofa as he continues pounding you with no mercy. Fezco is too proud to recognize he's been waiting for an hour to receive your text before texting you, knowing to perfection your schedule — and the punishment's he won't fuck you tonight, although that doesn't mean you can't have a little fun.

“ You gonna learn to gimme my good morning every single day, baby girl. ”

“ I will! I will, I promise! ” You almost cry, spreading your legs as much as you can to give him enough room to tug his hand under your skirt.

And good Lord, he Fez makes you feel so good you can't even explain it, having your eyes rolled to the back as you can do nothing but whine, just while your mind comes to a place where there's no way back.

You force your eyelids to stay up, gazing at your boyfriend's emerald green eyes while he fucks you harder only by using curled fingers. Of course, it's not like having him slamming his big fat dick into your drenched pussy — throbbing needed — but they're enough to reach your guts and make you squirm under his heavy warm body.

“ Fuck. . . hear that? ” He growls covering your mouth with his free hand, increasing the pace of his thrusts to make you listen to the filthy noise your cunt produces as Fez fingers you.

It's so dirty and obscene that, mixed with his gaze — having so much fun of how you are under his mercy —, you inevitably succumb to your orgasm with a lash of heat hitting your spine. Back arched as he tries to keep you shut to not wake up Ash, sleeping in the nearest room of the house, still hammering his long digits into your wetness. Once and once.

“ That's it, baby. . . Oh, shit, look at you. . . My fucking god, you've cum all over the sofa. ”

His giggles speed your heartbeat, causing you to die of embarrassment, feeling your cheeks burning. And you're about to slap his face when Fez brings his fingers covered in your juices to his mouth. That's the most lustful scene your eyes have witnessed; watching his expert tongue twirl between them to suck both cleans.

“ You taste like heaven, try it. ”

Not giving you time to react, still drooling by the show, Fez tugs his tongue into your mouth on the filthiest kiss he has ever given you, soon finding yours as a moan dies on top. You like how it tastes — his saliva mixed with your cum — placing your hands on the back of his head to stop him from moving far away and breaking the kiss. That man is going to be the death of you.

Don't be shy to comment and tell me if you have liked it. Reblogs are highly appreciated. Thank you for reading!

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fezcossnowflake · 2 years

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take me home ;

Fezco x fem!reader

summary: Fez's struggling with the idea of not being good enough for you.

word count: ± 600.

warnings: none.

author's note: any of my writings include a description of reader's body — like hair, color of the eyes, skin. . . — to be as inclusive as possible. English isn't my first language, but I've been writing fanfiction for many years.

The ride back home has been silent as a walk through a cemetery. Fez hasn't said a word since you told him you wanted to leave the party because you were too tired to keep drinking and dancing. And you don't know why he hasn't talked yet, considering how much he loves to listen to your voice.

Confused, and not precisely in a good way, you stare at your house from the copilot seat when Fezco parks his car next to the sidewalk — not looking at you, not saying good night —. Then, it's when you realize something isn't going as it should. Turning towards him as you take off the seat belt, brow furrowed, you cross both arms onto your chest. You might be drunk, but that doesn't mean you don't notice shit.

“ Thought I was staying with you. ”

“ You thought wrong. ” He just replies, fingers gripping tightly the wheel as he tries to contain some kind of rage running beneath his skin.

And, like a revelation, the whole scene is played right in front of your eyes. A couple of hours ago, or you think so, one of your classmates bought you a drink and invited you to dance, and since Fez was busy with some deals and you wanted to have some fun, you accepted. He might have seen you and started to think the wrong thing then. Not the kind of ‘she's just another ho’ but the kind of ‘she deserves someone better than me’. Same story.

He loves you, and he hasn't ever had anything clearer than that, but he also knows that a drug dealer isn't the man he wants for you. Although, it's not his decision.

Biting your inner cheek while trying to figure out how to cope with those awful sentiments and thoughts, you place your sight to the front. It only takes you a second, right before undoing his seat belt to manage to seat onto his lap.

“ Whoa, whoa! Watchu doin'? We're at your house, are you fuckin' crazy?! ”

Instantly, Fez tries to put you back onto your seat before your parents walk out in case they see his car through the window, stopping him from pushing you away by cupping his face onto your palms and slamming your lips together.

It's like pressing an off button, quitting any intention that supposes to put distance between both. You notice his heart racing, faster than before, not expecting at all that kiss. And he totally melts because of the tender smooches you spread all over his face — his chin, his freckled cheeks, his eyelids — as his arms are tightly wrapped around your waist.

“ I love you, asshole. Nothing, nobody's gonna change that. ” You whisper with a thin thread of voice right in his ear.

You can hear him heavily swallowing, understanding that there's no secret he can keep from you. Fez simply nods, in silence, no words needed as he hides his face into the hollow of your neck ashamed; calmer tho.

“ I wanna stay with you tonight. ” You speak again, after a few mutely seconds.

And even if you thought the best way to end this night was with one of your heavenly sessions of making out and having sex, the only thing you want right now it's to hold him under the covers and show him that not everything about your relationship is physical. You know to perfection that it's what he needs tonight to shush the demons that tell him constantly he doesn't deserve you. Because yes, he does.

“ 'M sorry, I —. ”

“ Just take me home with you, Fez. That's all I want. ”

I hope you have enjoyed my first drabble with Fez, don't be shy to comment and tell me if you have liked it. Reblogs are highly appreciated. Thank you for reading!

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