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darklydeliciousdesires · 3 days

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Softly Sinful - An Adrien Brody/Reader One Shot Story.

Bit of Adrien smut for an otherwise quiet, Sunday afternoon, besties? Here ya go!

Words - 1,448

Warnings - Smut below the cut, minors DNI!

You always wondered how it’d feel, how a man who kissed you until you lost your breath would delight you when those kisses finally found their way between your legs. You imagined it on the first date, the second, and now after the third, it’s virtually the only thing on your mind.

In truth, it was likely longer ago. Before you even met him, you witnessed the tongue waggle scene in the movie he starred in, See How They Run. It was salaciously rapid. It made you clamp your thighs. It elicited a primal noise in the back of your throat you knew could only be matched if you experienced the man actually using the weapon in his mouth upon you in reality.

And now, here you are, pinned beneath him. He has the most gorgeous body you’ve ever seen, lean muscles concealed beneath peachy soft skin, your hands delighting in their glide as they explore the expanse of him. He shivers against your touch, mouth leaving yours to rain keen over your flesh.

Beneath his kisses, ever lowering, you bloom, like a flower opening in the morning light. The warmth of his mouth is delectable against your nipples, each stiffened peak sucked and licked, his big, strong hands sliding down your sides.

Despite him being lean, he feels heavy atop you, his body shutting out the rest of the world, a barrier between everything and you, carved muscles flexing in his back a beautiful display your eyes feast upon as the late afternoon light. And to think, it was simply meant to be coffee and a walk, why you met him today. It became abundant halfway through said stroll that you both had something much more vigorous in mind, how to spend a perfect Spring afternoon.

Those golden rays shine much like your arousal, brightening beneath him, his tongue dancing over your hips as you shudder with anticipation. You need the full awakening now, legs parting more for him, your pubic mound kissed as your thighs are stroked, a gasp fluttering over your lips.

The anticipation? It’s murder upon your senses.

The sweeping flush of pleasure is immediate and intense, his tongue gliding into your slit with the firmest of licks, your scent like a heady fragrance to him, your taste bathing his tongue like a fine wine. Oh, god. Finally. The blade of his tongue stiffens against you, your body rolling up against his mouth, your clit starting to harden as it’s bathed in the warm wet of incessant circles, forcing gasps and little whines from your mouth.

A bass rumble is added when he moans around a mouthful of your cunt, intense eyes opening to find yours over the rise of your breasts, sunlit moss green staring at you intently before like the feathers of a crow wing, his thick, dark lashes flutter to conceal the emerald blaze within, closing as his cheeks hollow and he sucks at you with hunger.

You stray from him slightly, the pleasure making you wiggle away, body wracked with oversensitivity. His hands grip your thighs, holding you still as his mouth buries into your slick heat again, so firm and consuming, you cannot help but whimper.

His mouth conjures the most intense heat, tingles and swells of pleasure prickling your clit as he rolls his tongue up and down, lazy and soft, alternated with the firm quickening you’ve been fantasising about, your soft moans helpless and sweet, pattering the air with his heavy grunts of lust.

You taste beautiful to him, like sharp caramel, sweet with a kick, a flavour his mouth constantly craves as his tongue burrows inside of you, nose pushing against your bud as he tastes you on the inside.

Fuck. He’s even better than you could have ever imagined.

He continues to eat you rapaciously, like a half-starved man, the slick soft of your cunt his nourishment as his tongue laps and licks, swallowing your dew hungrily. Your legs shake against the sides of his head as beauty unimaginable floods you, your hands tugging his dark hair as you cry out.

His eyes open, his pupils bleeding black into green, tongue beating hard against your clit, seeking out the release you so crave, beckoning it to him like sorcerer chasing out a spirit. His lips ensnare your nub, sucking, his groans vibrating, making you shriek as your body beads sweat, everything coiling and tightening.

His thirst for your release almost matches yours, the throbbing pounding through you as your muscles tense, your legs writhing against his head as each soft pant signals your ascent, closer, and closer, and closer. His mouth is the shore your waves break upon, euphoria unravelling as it surges, engulfs and then washes away again, slowly retreating, leaving you breathless, shaking beneath the kisses he slowly lays a delicate trail of, sucking upon your nipples in turn before his mouth meets yours.

“Fucking hell.”

He snorts a laugh at your reaction, leaning to kiss the side of your neck.

“You’re too good at that!” you then exclaim, your abs quivering at the feel of him, pressing hard against your hip. “I think you need to let me return the favour.”

“Mm,” he hums, shifting, cock sliding into you fully, knocking the breath from your lungs. “Later.” You mouth falls open, gasping on a soft moan, his mouth drinking the noise back in a heated kiss. His hands roam your legs, pushing them back, the action making him sink deeper into the clutch of your cunt. It’s slow, but almost dizzying, his body blanketing yours as you slide your legs to rest against his inner elbows, his hips driving against you with a sharper punt.

It sends sparks crackling up your spine, his cock dragging you, tingles suffusing, a steel-edged pleasure cutting into you deep. Your soft little cries quicken him, and the pleasure of it is sharp-toothed, biting into your veins, his mouth sucking dark welts upon your neck, each breath eliciting the hint of a rumbling groan that sets your nerves to sizzle.

Is there anything sexier in this world than hearing the deep moans of a man thriving upon being balls deep in the soaking mess of your cunt?

The strong twitches of your walls massage his shaft, and he loses himself to it for a few moments, driving back and forth with faster, powerfully delivered thrusts, teeth nipping your earlobe as your nails graze his arms like sensual daggers. It feels like magic snapping over his skin, but he pulls himself back, slowing again, not wanting it to be over before it’s begun. He could lose himself to you easily, though, much too quickly, staring down at you, hands stroking your face as you both pant against the messy kisses you share.

You clench down firmly on the weight of him inside you, hips rising from the bed, making it near impossible for him to continue exerting that control, your body pleading with his for greater friction. You tremble against him, a summer storm whirling hot beneath your skin, your mouth gently biting at the column of his neck, whispering your pleas.

“Fuck me, please. Please, please just fucking rail me into the bed.”

If there was a man on earth strong enough not to lose control at hearing such, it wasn’t him. His hands slide to grip your waist, centring himself within you deep before caving to your demands, cock plunging into you with vigour, the bliss of it immense, making you feel boneless beneath him as he pounds you with force.

Your hips roll up against his, the head of his cock catching a spot inside you that has lightning forking through your walls, the pleasure of it glimmering over you as the coil winds tight. He has you sparking and wailing, lighting up as every delicious inch of him melds into the soaking velvet of your cunt, tipping you to teeter and then, away you fall into the white-hot of your release, his body dragged into it with each flutter around him, thick cock spilling into you with a deep groan.

You lie gasping and clinging to one another until your muscles slacken, Adrien moving from you, and you feel empty for a moment until he pulls you into his arms, both entwining, little darts of pleasure ebbing slowly. He lifts your chin, kissing you softly, nuzzling you with a smile.

“You look so pretty when you come,” he whispers, kissing the tip of your nose. “Might have to make you a few more times, so I get to watch it over and over.”

After a while of dozing and restful cuddling, he does.

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