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slaymybreathaway · 10 months

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All I Wanted - Roderick Heffely x Reader

Warnings: none

Word Count: 742

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"Y/n come over," Rodrick said through the phone, his room was in the attic of the house so he didn't really have to whisper.

"Why? What's up?" y/n said as she sat on her at her desk, putting on eyeliner just for fun. Her room was in the attic, too.

"Don't you wanna see Greg's face when I trick him into thinking it's the first day of school?" he said. Y/n could sense his smirk through the phone.

"Yanno, I would love too but I just got into bed. Damn," she lied.

The girl could hear footsteps coming from the other side of the phone and then the sound of curtains opening. "Liar. You're a bad girlfriend," Rodrick said.

Y/n winced in defeat as she walked over to the window. She could see straight across, to the Heffley's house. Rodrick stood waving through the top window.

"I'm not your girlfriend, Rod," Y/n said with no expression.

The L/n's moved in last year and it wasn't long before the Oldest Heffely brother made his feelings for the Oldest l/n sister very clear.

Y/n made an effort to show little to none romantic intrest in the boy but somehow, he just wouldn't back off.

"If, I come over will you stop telling everyone that I'm your girlfriend?"

Y/n crossed her arms. She could see Rodricks's visible disappointment through the window.

"Alright, fine," he sighed.

Y/n hung up the phone and put on her shoes. She crept down the stairs slowly, trying not to wake her family.

When she got halfway down the stairs she heard a little voice. "Y-y/n," her little sister, Janie, spoke while rubbing her eyes tiredly.

Y/n walked up the stairs and picked up the three year old. The little girl clung to her like a koala. "Come on honey, let's go back to sleep. I'll buy you some ice-cream tomorrow afternoon. Does that sound good?"

Janie nodded, sleepily. The second her head hit the pillow, she started to snore.

"Phew," y/n whispered as she returned to her original mission.

She made it out of the house with no further obstacles and as he walked next door, she could she Rodrick standing at the porch.

"What took you so long?" he whispered.

"Little sister caught me. I bribed her with ice-cream," she whispered back and walked through the front door.

They walked up two sets of stairs to rodricks room that was... Surprisingly clean. "It's not a pigstye in here," y/n crossed her arms.

Rodrick raised an eyebrow. "Why would you think my room would be messy?" he asked.

Y/n walked to the bed. "I can see more from my window than you think," she shrugged.

♡

They sat on his bed, talking for a while. Rodrick was showing y/n his ideas for new Loaded Diaper songs.

"Yeah and there's this one. Which I really like but it's a duet and none of the other guys would like this kind of song so I might just keep that one for myself," he explained.

Y/n looked at him confusedly. "So you are able to tell everyone that I'm your girlfriend but you can't even ask me to duet a song with you?"

He looked over at her "Wait, you can sing?"

Y/n giggled and nodded.

"Alright cool. We have practice here every Friday after school so just come by," Rodrick smiled.

In that moment, y/n forgot what she had against the black haired boy.

♡

An hour had passed and they were still in the same place, only this time, they were listening to music off Rodrick's ipod through his earphones. Each of them had one earbud in.

'All I Wanted' by Paramore started playing. Rodrick cringed, its the most 'girly' song on his playlist. He looked over at y/n to see her opinions on it when he had realised that she had fallen asleep.

He had really grown to like this girl but the only way he knew how to show his emotions was to be painfully obvious. He wished that he worked differently but hey, would it have led to her in his bedroom?

Rodrick lay down beside y/n , putting his arm around her waist just as the chorus of the song kicked in.

All I wanted was you

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whatdudtheysay · 1 year

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Roderick heffley x F!Reader

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·..·:*¨ ¨*:·.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

CW - quickie, rough sex, basically vanilla ig???

Tell me if I missed anythingg

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"SHIT!" Roderick cursed loudly, his hands slamming against the metal door, making you flinch.

"Fuck." He murmured, realising there was no way out.

You were both crowded in an old art closet that had little to no space due to the hills of art supplies and forgotten canvases.

You sighed and rolled your eyes.

"If you knew you weren't strong enough to hold it you should've let me do it."

He chuckled deeply.

"You? You're half my size kid." He teased, leaning against it.

"I'm not a kid." You spat, glaring at him from under your lashes.

He just scoffed and his grin turned into a blank stare.

You sighed deeply, turning to the small window at the end of the closet. Just great. You were stuck with your ex childhood best friend in a stuffy closet.

You manoeuvred your way to the end of the closet, peeking out of the window. How long would it be till someone found you? If the teacher notices you're both gone for such a long time then they'll probably think you're both skipping class. Even if they tried to find you, this would be the last place they'd check.

You silently hoped you'd be found soon, moving into your tippy toes to see if you could see anything or anyone out of the dust covered window.

Roderick slumped down, sitting on the floor. He glanced over at you and then at the floor, stopping when he realized. He glanced up at you and that's when he saw your skirt raising, giving him the view of your laced black underwear.

He smirked to himself, watching as you tried going higher.

"Maybe we can get this open and scream for help-?" You brought up, glancing behind you.

You had caught him red handed, blood rushing North once you dropped to normal height.

"How much of a pervert can you be?" You murmured, pulling your skirt down.

He shrugged, getting up and walking towards you.

"Wanna find out?"

You rolled your eyes.

"As if I'd ever give you a chance." You dismissed, turning back around to look out the window, being cautious of your skirt.

"Careful princess. You don't want me to give you a reason to roll your eyes."

You blushed, feeling your stomach flip.

He's just bluffing.

You ignored him and stayed silent.

He moved closer.

"You don't wanna have fun y/n?" Roderick hummed beside your ear.

You bit the inside of your lip, trying to block out his voice.

You took in a small breath once you felt his hand snake around your waist, pulling you closer to him, your ass meeting his crotch.

You were about to say something but you froze at the sound of the door handle. You pushed Roderick away immediately, making him stumble on some paint buckets. The door finally opened, revealing a girl from your class.

"There you two are! Jeez, did you get locked in?"

You nodded quickly.

"Thank you so much. We were worried we wouldn't be able to get out." You thanked, walking out of the open door, Roderick slowly following behind you.

"No worries, let's get back."

Class ended and everyone began to leave. You were sorting your things in your bag whilst everyone left the room, the ambience slowly dying down.

Your teacher got up from her desk, grabbing her things too.

"You two have a good weekend." She hurriedly said, running out of the class.

You were about to shout a reply but realised what she had said. You looked behind you and saw Roderick, putting homework into his backpack.

You turned back quickly, remembering the events that happened in the art closet.

You shook your head lightly.

Forget forget forgett

You quickly, shoved more things into your bag and pencil case. You were almost done, but unluckily, one of your erasers rolled off the table, right near Roderick's desk.

Kill me now.

After taking in a few reassuring breaths, you walked over and bent down to pick it up. When you stood back up, you were face to face with him.

You tried walking back but Roderick grabbed your arm, pushing you against his desk.

His eyes dug through you, a light smirk fighting it's way onto his lips.

"Why are you running?"

You put on your best poker face.

"I was walking."

He clicked his tongue and pressed his hips against yours.

"Wanna continue where we left off?" He offered.

You scoffed, avoiding his gaze.

"Even if we did, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't even get to finish so what's the point?"

Once you looked back at him you saw he had a dark glint in his eyes.

"Well, I'll take you up on that."

He grabbed you by the hips, pushing you onto the desk and spreading your legs. Your breath hitched once he pushed your skirt up.

Roderick's eyes lit up at the sight of seeing your panties again, a hungry glow in his eyes.

He kneeled in front of you, pulling you to the edge before tugging the lacy material off, letting it dangle on one of your ankles.

He wasted no more time, licking a flat strip up your slit, making you shiver. He moved back up, sucking against your clit whilst his hand crawled up your thigh, pushing his fingers against your entrance.

It didn't take much before you were a whimpering and moaning mess under his touch. He was definitely skilled. Skilled enough to fog your mind and make you forget where you two actually were.

He laid a kiss against your clit, looking up at you whilst his fingers continued scissoring into your heat.

"Haven't even given you the real thing and I can tell you're close to cumming." He taunted, returning his mouth to your clit.

"N-Fuckk no-" you sighed, pleasure wavering over you, sweat coating your body. "Doesn't feel good-"

You tried your best to hold back but how could you when he was going down on you so well?

He picked up the pace once he felt your needy pussy sucking on his fingers. Despite what you said, he knew you were on the edge of cumming any moment. your body was shivering with every lick he directed to your clit, his fingers adding to the pressure building rapidly in your stomach.

You almost lost your mind once he added a third finger, matching his deep and fast pace.

"Cmon, y/n. I know you wanna cum." Roderick breathed, his breath tickling your hard bud.

You shook your head, still in denial of it all. There's no way he of all people was about to bring you to your climax.

Roderick sighed against you. He knew you were stubborn, but this stubborn? He added a fourth finger and your nails began to scrape at the table, your back arching as his fingers pushed against your sweet spot.

You desperately tried focusing on something else. Anything else. But it was no use. You were barely holding on anymore.

As a last attempt, you tried pushing yourself away but Roderick strengthened his grip on your hips, tugging you closer and sucking on your clit.

You moaned a lot louder than you had hoped, your orgasm suddenly hitting you, your eyes glossing with tears as one hand went to tug at Roderick's hair, giving in and finally grinding against his face to help you through your orgasm.

Once you calmed down, your grip on Roderick's hair loosened, using the rest of your strength to hold yourself up on the desk.

Roderick stood, his face glistening in your arousal. He licked his fingers clean then his lips, humming in delight.

"What were you saying about you not finishing?"

You took deep breaths, your heart beating rapidly and you looked up at him.

"That was nothing." You weakly mumbled.

He raised a brow.

"Really?" Roderick asked, moving towards you to rub a few tears that had fallen. "Then why are you crying, hm? Haven't even given you the real thing and you're already sulking."

You fought the urge to rest against his warm hand, letting your pride take charge and instead looking away.

"Just get this over with."

You could feel him smirking.

"Since you asked so nicely."

You glanced back once you heard him unzipping his pants, watching as he tugged them down, revealing his hard length.

Your mouth watered at it, whimpering at the way he slid his tip over your slit. It was long and curved and surprisingly he was well trimmed. You could only imagine all the different ways he could reach deeply inside you .

"Think you can handle it?"

You looked up at him and then at his dick.

"That's-" you stammered, clearing your throat. "Of course I can."

He shrugged and wasted no time, pushing deeply inside you. Your eyes clamped shut, biting back several moans once he bottomed out. His tip resting snugly against your deepest parts.

"Fuck- you're clamping round me hard." He groaned, digging his hands into your hips.

He slowly pulled out before penetrating you even harder, his pace becoming harder.

"Shit!" You moaned, "Please- fuck, slow down-" you cried. You hadn't been able to adjust to his size as much as you wanted.

"Sorry, but there isn't as much time as I want." He grunted, wrapping your legs around his waist before going even deeper, making you scared of him bruising your cervix.

"Fuck, Roderick! You moaned louder, your pride basically being fucked out of you, submission taking place.

Your hands gripped the edge of the table, trying to get yourself together as he pounded into you, a sticky slapping sound filling your ears.

"Feels good, huh?" Roderick questioned, smirking when you quickly nodded.

"Fuckk, I'm close!!" You whined, hands moving to try to stop his hips from practically murdering your pussy.

"That's right, y/n." Roderick sighed, grabbing your hands and pushing them to your chest.

You found yourself trying to wriggle away but it was hopeless. He felt so good. Too good. Your hands raised to wrap around his neck.

"I'm gonna-" you whimpered, brows knitting together as your orgasm rushed up to you.

Roderick fingers crept between your thighs, rubbing your clit rapidly.

Your eyes rolled back as your second orgasm washed over you, making you scream in pleasure, legs locking around his hips.

"Shit, " Roderick cursed. "Gonna cum y/n."

You nodded, the overstimulation settling in.

"It's fine, I'm on the pill ."

Roderick sunk his teeth into his bottom lip, chasing his upcoming orgasm. He finally poured his cum into you, giving you a few finishing thrusts before pulling out, his aftermath pouring out, making a mess on the floor.

You both took deep breaths, Roderick helping you off the desk before pulling his pants back up. He walked to the teachers desk, grabbing a box of tissues aiding you in cleaning up the mess he left inside you and on the floor.

When the mess was cleaned, you sorted your clothes out, trying to walk despite the pain between your legs.

"So..." Roderick started, grabbing his bag. "What was that about you saying you wouldn't finish?"

You gave him a warning look before walking over to your desk, grabbing your bag.

"Want a lift? You can barely walk."

Your first choice would be to decline his offer and storm off but right now, you knew it'd take an extra 15 minutes to get home.

"Fine. Just don't try anything funny."