whine
not-summary: you need some attention from the one and only william miller.Ā
pairing: william miller x reader
wc: 2.6k
warnings: oral (m receiving), masturbation (f), LIGHT DEGRADATION (if you squint a teensy bit), 18+
tags: @phoenixhalliwellā @de-profundis-ad-astraā @briskywalkerā (let me know if youād like to be added/removed!)
enjoy!
āDonāt give me that look.ā
He was sitting on the couch across the room with his back to you while you absentmindedly toyed around with some random thing Benny had brought during his last visit. You werenāt sure how he knew what your face looked like before you did, but he knew.Ā
āWhat look?ā You shot back at him, attempting to force your tone out in a way that masked the incoming raspiness you knew was only a few seconds from arriving in your vocal chords.Ā Still, Will couldnāt have possibly known you were giving him a look of pure lust over the rim of your mug from his position on the couch.Ā
Will laughed and shook his head, but didnāt turn around, or even avert his eyes from the computer screen in front of him. āThe one youāre giving me right now.ā
You scoffed at the correct assumption, choosing not to reply. From your spot on the bar stool, you couldnāt see all of him, but the parts you did see looked damn good. Everything in you knew that you were horny, and watching the muscles of Willās back contract and flex through his work polo made you squeeze your thighs together a bit tighter. Witnessing his subconscious movements was enough to make you think of how amazing it would feel to dig your fingernails into his back as he fucked into you nice and deep. Your mouth watered at the thought, and you took a nice, big swig of your coffee.
Somehow, your knees didnāt give out as you pushed yourself off of the stool. Once your feet were firm on the ground, you set the mug down on the counter, and did your best to walk calmly over to your boyfriend. You leaned down over the back of the couch, wrapping your arms around his broad shoulder. In all honesty, you couldāve moaned at the contact alone, but you werenāt going to give him the satisfaction.Ā
One of Willās hands reached up to your forearm, giving it a gentle squeeze and a kiss before he returned back to his work.Ā
āWhatchaā working on?ā You asked him.Ā
āJust some documents for work that Haskins keeps going on and on about.ā Will answered, never taking his eyes off of the screen. With every word, you could feel the wetness in your panties grow, and the heat multiplied until your body yearned to be touching more of him. His voice had the tiniest bit of exhaustion laced in it, something you hadnāt learned to pick up on until you met him. āYou want something, babe?ā
You wanted everything he could possibly give you. The pooling heat between your legs was relentless, and you were absolutely sure it had everything to do with your response. āNope. Just observing.ā
Will scoffed slightly at the response, as if he didnāt believe a word that came out of your mouth. You didnāt believe a single word you said, either, and you were about to prove him absolutely right.Ā
He may have known every little area on your body that made you quiver, shake, and whine, but you had picked up a few things here and there, as well. After a few seconds, you turned your head far enough to brush your lips against his neck, in the spot right behind his ear that always made Will breathe a little heavier. His breaths did grower fewer and deeper with every swipe of your lips, but he never took his eyes off of the computer screen.
Soon, the lip brushes turned to open-mouthed kisses up and down his neck, and the kisses turned into sucking. You had started giving him a hickey when he turned his head toward yours. Without even looking, you knew his eyebrows were raised, and he had a little tilt in his head that made you absolutely crumble.Ā
āI thought you didnāt want anything?ā He spoke. You whined, pressing your nose against the skin of his neck. With a laugh and a small shake of his head, Will reached up and caressed your arms once more, leaving another kiss there before he started speaking again. āI have to finish this. Ten minutes, and Iām all yours babe. I promise.ā
At first, you stood up and took your arms away from his neck with the intentions of waiting until he was done. You meandered around the kitchen, trying to find something to distract you for a few minutes, but you werenāt able to find anything. You hoped going back to your original position on the stool and admiring his shoulders from afar would make the time go faster, but that plan didnāt work either. Nothing could possibly distract you from the absolute need pooling between your legs, except for getting exactly what you wanted.Ā
Out of curiosity, you glanced over to the clock at the back of the stove. Only two minutes had passed since the moment you took your arms from around Will. Every ounce of patience you couldāve possibly had left to wait it out suddenly disappeared, and you found yourself chugging the rest of your coffee.Ā
It was almost like a march, the way you got up from the chair and moved over towards the couch. This time, you didnāt stop. You made your way around the front of the couch, planting yourself in between it and the coffee table. One hand pushed Willās hands out of the way, while the other closed the lid and placed it on the surface behind you.Ā
Will exhaled, knowing he couldnāt protest. āYou didnāt even make it five minutes, babe.ā
You ignored every word that came out of his mouth, focusing the entirety of your attention towards your own mouth, which was desperate for the taste of his cock on your tongue. One leg at a time, you dropped to your knees, fully anticipating the reward you were going to give yourself for being so, so patient. You didnāt bother looking at anything above his waist as you positioned yourself between his knees; you didnāt need to. His legs spread wider when you approached him, and the growing tent in his jeans told you he needed this just as much as you did.Ā
With both hands, you went straight for his belt buckle, tugging and twisting until it came loose. You undid the button for his jeans, but Will shifted before you could get any further. He placed both of his hands on either side of your head, and leaned down to press a kiss to your lips, flooding your mouth with the taste of mint and hazelnut coffee. The kiss was gentle and sweet, but it didnāt stop you from slipping your tongue past his lips and resting your hand on his clothed cock. You felt him smile at your eagerness before giving you one last peck, and leaning back again.Ā
Will unzipped his pants and raised his hips to slide them down. He wasnāt completely hard yet, but his cock had enough stiffness to stand up a tiny bit. After a small glup, you dove right in, using your hands to get him right where you wanted him. It only took a few strokes to get him rock hard. You giggled at how turned on he was after you noticed his skin begin to flush. āBeen thinking about me, huh?ā
āSweetheart, Iām always thinking about you.ā He replied nonchalantly. Here you were, kneeling in between his legs, fingers wrapped around his cock, and he was so collected about it. It almost made you angry.Ā
You looked up at him, meeting his eyes in full eye contact. The look in his eyes was loving, but the cockiest smirk was plastered on his face, one you were determined to make disappear.Ā
Without breaking eye contact, you wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock, then took as much as you could into your mouth. Of course, Will was too big to fit. He didnāt care, though, as his head tipped back and his hands formed a fist around one of the couch cushions.Ā
You took a few deep breaths after he came up for air. Even with your labored breaths, you still needed more. Taking the base of his cock in one hand, you licked a stripe from the bottom of his balls to the very tip of the head. Once your tongue had lifted, Will groaned. You took his tip into your mouth, and began to bob your head. Your hands found each of his thighs, relishing in your own motions.Ā
As you sucked him off, you could hear Willās low groans and heavy breaths from above you. You looked up to see his hooded eyes staring up at the ceiling, and his mouth gaped. One of his hands rested inches above your face, holding the hem of his shirt tight against his toned abs. You saw his hands, and immediately thought of how good theyād look buried deep inside of you, pumping in and out until you reached your climax. The thought caused you to moan around his length, and the extra vibrations made the muscles in his thighs tense under your fingertips.Ā
Once you released his cock from your mouth, not without a few strings of your own spit sticking to your face, you snaked a hand down under sweatpants, and your underwear. The pure ecstasy completely overwhelmed you, but you had no problem giving into your own needs.Ā
Willās cock, glistening under all the layers of your saliva, was the only thing you could see in front of your face. Your tongue darted out again, serving up small licks that made Will shudder above you. The entire time, you were rubbing small circles onto your clit as you watched Will react to having you suck him off so well.Ā
All of your pent-up excitement suddenly hit you. The knot that had been building up crashed over you like waves onto the shore. You hadnāt meant to touch yourself until you came, but you didnāt have the strength to stretch out your pleasure further than you already had. Before your legs began to shake, you allowed the length to pop out of your mouth so you could moan of your own accord, and without any obstacles. Your noises were broken apart by heavy breaths, and even then, they alternated between high-pitched whines, and low moans that echoed throughout your body.
āCome on, babe.ā You heard Willās encouragement from in front of you. āCome for me.ā
And with his words, you exploded. Your mind had gone from lusty to incoherent in a matter of seconds, and your limbs flopped around like jelly. Without a second thought, you leaned forward to rest your forehead in the little space where Willās hips met his thigh, completely ignoring the weight of his cock on the side of your face.Ā
Willās gentle hands rubbed your neck until the haze cleared. Already, you could tell it wasnāt enough. Your boyfriend shifted around above you prior to tilting your head up, and placing a small kiss on your scalp. āLetās get you cleaned up, shall we?ā
Once again, Willās words revved something within you to life. You werenāt absolutely sure if you could trust your shaky legs, but you still tried to stand anyways. āNeed...more.ā You muttered, immediately falling into Willās chest once you stood up.Ā
āGod, babe.ā Will pulled you close to whisper into your ear, his lips tickling your earlobe and sending a magnificent shiver of pleasure down your spine. āDo you know what you fucking do to me when youāre so damn needy? Makes me want to bend you over something and fuck you until you canāt even crawl.ā
You whimpered at his sudden change of words. In a last-ditch effort for some stimulation, you wiggled around your hips, searching for the friction you craved. That craving was granted in the form of Willās jean-clad knee between your legs, but it kept you in place. You didnāt bother trying to grind into it, as he had you exactly where he wanted you, and wasnāt going to let up. Making any movement while in Willās arms was impossible, though you wouldnāt have it any other way.Ā
With a few more strings of dirty words and phrases, Will placed a series of soft kisses onto your face and removed his vice grip onto you. It didnāt take much time to scramble your way onto his giant frame, and it took even less time for your mind to lock in this feeling forever.Ā
But Will moved you.Ā
You didnāt even have enough time to throw your entire leg over his hips so you were straddling him, or to push down his jeans a little further before he wrapped one of his arms around you, picked you up, and gently tossed you near the armrest of the couch. He stood up and straightened out his shirt, using his fingers to press out all of the wrinkles. Will had to jump a little to pull his boxers and his jeans back over his bare ass. With skillful fingers, he re-fastened his jeans and secured his belt in record time, which obviously didnāt allot for your time to process what had happened.Ā
āWhat the actual fuck, Will?ā You had meant it as a question, but it came out as a frustrated groan, something he had the nerve to laugh at. āIām sorry. Whatās funny?ā
Will finished straightening himself out, then bent down until he was eye level with you. āI told you to wait, to behave, but you couldnāt. I have work to do, sweetheart, and I need to finish before my deadline. Donāt make me think that you canāt handle having me at home.ā
His words were meant to be sweet, understanding, but they instead felt like a heavy punch aimed directly to your pussy. Yet, each syllable that fell from his lips made every single one of the nerves in your body tingle at the same time, and the back of your brain was begging you to do something to elicit that tone from him again. One of his signature forehead kisses softened the blow as you watched him pick up the laptop and walk out of the living room.
Behave.
Just one word kept running through your mind as you huffed off in the opposite direction than Will had gone, making your way to your bedroom. You knew exactly what you were looking for, and you cheered internally once you found the vibrator box.
