I’ll make your dreams come true (smut)
Please give me feedback on this! it’s my second smut ever and i don’t know what to think about it.
Warnings : smut, oral (both receiving)
« Please » you moaned, squirming around the bed, « Please ». He was teasing you, barely touching you, wanting to turn you into a writhing mess. « What do you want from me? » he asked, his voice deep and raspy. « Ben I want you, please » You whined and he chuckled, his hands sliding up your thighs, stopping when he reached the hem of your tight shorts. He tugged them down along your panties. He spread your legs and his face got closer and closer to where you needed him the most-
A hand lightly shaking your shoulder woke you up. Your eyes met Ben’s and you cursed under your breath. Hopefully you didn’t moan out loud.
« Hey, you okay? » He asked with a hint of concern in his eyes.
« Um yeah, I’m… um… good » you muttered, trying to focus on his eyes so your eyes wouldn’t drift down to his toned arms and chest. « What’s up? », you tried to play it off as if you weren’t moaning his name in your sleep a minute ago.
« I don’t know, you were tossing around and-»
« I guess I was having a nightmare » you nervously chuckled and you saw a flash of realization in his eyes. You were fucked.
« Do you moan a lot in your nightmares? » he smirked, crossing his arms on your bed and placing his head on his folded arms, watching you intensely.
You guys shared a bunk bed, you were sleeping in the one at the top and he slept under you, so of course he heard everything.
« I don’t know what you’re talking about » you nervously chuckled as his fingers running up and down your arms.
« Don’t you? » he raised an eyebrow and you shook your head. « Maybe you don’t remember the part where you moaned my name then? » he asked in a smirk and you blushed instantly.
« I don’t- I didn’t… » you stuttered but he cut you. « Don’t lie to me, how about you tell me what I was doing to you instead? » he tilted his head to the side, his face getting closer to yours. « Come on, don’t be shy. Who knows, I could make your dreams come true », he whispered and you let out an almost inaudible moan.
« You were about to go down on me » you mumbled quickly under your breath.
« What was that? » he asked with a cocky smile, he heard you very well but he still wanted you to say it again.
« You were about to go down on me » you repeated, a little louder.
« If that’s what you wanted, why not just ask? » he said, walking to the end of the bed and yanking you by the ankles so your legs would be dangling off the bed. His face was on your thighs’ level and his hands slowly went up to take your pajama shorts off. “I’ll make your dreams come true". He kissed your inner thighs, one after the other, slowly going up to your panties. You let out a moan but he hushed you, remembering you that you weren’t alone in the room, but sharing it with yours and Ben’s squad, which meant ten other people were sleeping around you peacefully, and the high risk of being caught just made you even more aroused.
« Please », you muttered in a moan, and he quickly ripped your panties off, pulling your thighs so your core would meet his mouth. You slapped your hand on your mouth to muffle your moans as his lips met your heat, his tongue slipping between your folds to spread your arousal. His hands pinned your hips down to stop you from writhing around as his lips wrapped around your clit, sucking on it as his tongue flicked at the swollen nub. Your squirmed around at every soft flick of his tongue, his grip on your hips tightening to keep you steady.
His mouth left your clit, your tongue circling your entrance before he pushed it in. Your back arched and your hands flew to his hair, trying to make him go deeper. His tongue brushed your sensitive walls and you squealed, his mouth quickly leaving your core, making you feel empty.
« You need to be quiet, or I’ll stop » he warned and you mumbled a quick « yes ».
He gripped your thighs again but instead of using his tongue, he shoved two fingers into me and you had to put the pillow over your face to keep yourself from moaning out too loudly.
He pumped his fingers at a fast pace and his lips wrapped around your clit for a second time, sucking harshly. Your legs clamped shut around his head but he used his free hand to open them again. His fingers curled inside of you, brushing against your walls and prodding your g-spot continuously.
Ben grinned against your clit, his fingers speeding up, shoving them in until he was knuckles deep. « You like that? » You squealed in response, Ben chuckling. His breath hit your clit, causing you to shake violently. « You should cum for me then. » He sucked on your clit again, his tongue writing his name on your nub. You were losing all motor functions, your body shaking heavily. « Come on. Cum for me baby ». It’s all it took for you to let out a filthy moan and come all over his fingers, his tongue cleaning up the mess you’ve made.
« Oh my god » you sighed as you came down from your earth shattering high as his hands were rubbing your inner thighs in a soothing motion, but it just made you even more aroused. You needed him.
You sat up and got your panties back on, jumping off your bed and landing on your feet in front of him. As soon as you faced him he gripped your hips and yanked you toward him, your body crashing on his. Your lips collided with great force, the kiss full of need and lust. He bit your lower lip and you moaned, and he slipped his tongue between your parted lips. He hoisted you up and you wrapped your legs around his hips, arms wrapped tightly around his neck as he started walking towards the bathroom without breaking the kiss. He stopped next to his bed to grab something in his bag before walking to the bathroom you shared with the other members of your squads.
He let you reach the floor and interrupted the kiss to take off his shirt while you yanked his sweatpants off his legs and he kicked them off his feet. You could see his hardened length creating a bulge in his boxers, begging to be set free.
You dropped on your knees in front of him, his jaw clenching in realization of what was to come. You looked up at him innocently, your finger pulling at the hem of the boxers and let them snap back against his hot skin. He hissed in pleasure, his hand going to caress your face. You caught his thumb between your lips and you swirled your tongue around it, his hand gripping your jaw. You sucked on his thumb for a few seconds before he retreated his hand.
« How about you show me the full potential of that pretty little mouth of yours huh? » he groaned and you nodded before sliding his boxers down his legs. His hard length slapped his stomach, and you gripped him in your hands, pumping slowly. Your mouth met his tip, tongue slipping out to collect the precum that was already leaking from his slit. You wrapped your lips around his swollen tip and sucked on it harshly before letting it go with a “pop” to run your tongue on the vein of the underside of his cock. You took him back in your mouth, going deeper this time. Once he tapped the back of your throat you hollowed your cheeks and started bobbing your head up and down.
Ben was letting out the sexiest moans, and you clamped your legs shut to try to relieve the pressure that was rising in your core. His hands went to your hair, creating a ponytail. He pushed your head so you could take him a little deeper, and with his hands he set the pace, a bit rougher and faster than the pace you were going at.
With a particularly rough thrust, he triggered your gag reflex and the tightening of your throat made him groan loudly, thrusting again and again until his cock twitched and his salty release shot to the back of your throat.
You kept sucking until his length was too sensitive before getting back up and pecking his lips. He cupped your cheeks and deepened the kiss, the lust quickly coming back as you felt him harden again against your hip.
He tapped the back of your thighs and you jumped, wrapping your legs around his waist once more. He slammed your back against a wall, slipping your panties to the side. He swiped a finger between your folds, noticing how wet you were.
« All for me? » he asked and you nodded and whined. « Such a good girl, so needy and desperate. I got you off once, wasn’t it enough? »
He grabbed a condom that was on the counter nearby, probably what he grabbed in his bag earlier, and rolled it on his thick length.
« Please, Ben please » you threw your head back. « I want you ». As soon as the three words escaped your lips, he entered you with one deep thrust, filling you to the hilt. He clamped a hand on your mouth to keep you from moaning out loud as he set a fast pace. His hand slid from your mouth to your throat, and tightened a little. « I want you to be quiet, can you be quiet for me? » he asked against your lips, eyes staring deep into yours. You nodded quickly before crashing your lips on his and he started thrusting again.
You choked on your own moans, letting out quiet whines. Your noises turned him on, urging him to an ever faster speed: he was now basically pounding you into the wall, the hand around your throat constricting your airflow.
A cry escaped your lips as he hit your g-spot, smirking as soon as he heard you. Ben’s grip tightened around your ass, his pace quickening and the tip of his cock hitting your sweet spot at every thrust. The pain of your back being rubbed raw against the wall was quickly forgotten as your high approached, your vision filling with white dots.
« I can feel you clenching around me » he groaned. « You like that? Are you gonna come? » he continued and all you could do was whine in response. One particularly deep thrust had you coming all over his length, your walls clenching around his tightly, making him moan and come into the condom. He kept thrusting lazily for a few, riding off your highs, until you were both too sensitive to keep going.
He let your feet reach the floor, holding you by the waist to keep you steady as your legs wobbled, threatening to buckle under you.
He helped you put your clothes back on and carried you to bed.
« Who would’ve thought Ben Parish was so rough in bed! »
« Ben Parish is dead » he simply replied, lifting you up to your bed and helping you get under the covers. He was about to go back to his own bed to sleep for the little bit of time you have left before training, butyouI grabbed his face and pulled him close to yours.
« Well I like the new you a lot » you grinned, before pecking him on the lips and letting him go, turning around to face the opposite side. He chuckled and got into bed. After a few minutes of silence, the light snores of our squad members filling the room, he spoke. « Now that I fucked you so hard that you can’t walk, maybe tomorrow I’ll be able to finally kick your ass at training » he chuckled and you laughed, almost too loudly.
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