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Bsf Ak! Jason Todd who shows up to the restaurant after your date completely ghosted you leaving you in tears. He was out when he had gotten your text.
"Never showed up. He ghosted me. I'm so embarrassed Jay."
And to say he was pissed was absolutely pissed was the understatement of the century. Not only was he upset you went out with someone who was not him but they had the audacity to embarrass you like that? Luckily he had his motorcycle with him because he had to quickly change out of the blood stain clothes he had on before meeting up with you.
On your end your day just couldn't seem to get any worse. You had texted Jay your date had dumped you seemingly out of nowhere and he just left you on seen! This was beyond embarrassing for you. It wasn't often you gave guys chances to go out with you either so for your date to stand you up just gave you even more reason not to let these niggas play in your face.
"Sorry baby, m' not too late am I?"
He hadn't mentioned showing up so both you and the staff were surprised. Your waitress had come over and was about to ask you to leave before Jason got situated. You got attention when you came in but damn did Jason get some looks.
"You look good {<3}."
His lips pressed against your forehead just like any other time he had seen you.
"Jaycie-"
"Did you order yet?"
"Oh, uh no. I wasn't sure if I was eating alone."
"Get whatever you want. It's on me, baby."
He gave a look to the waitress before waving her off to get a menu for himself and you.
"What are you doing here?"
"You really thought I'd leave you alone after that punk just up and abandoned you? Type of man you think I am hm? Should know better than that, kitty."
His eyes drifted down to look at the outfit you had on. One he had bought the last time you guys had spent time with one another outside of Gotham.
"You look...good. should have just let me take you out instead. Know how I feel about you going out with other men anyways." "Oh? How do you feel?"
"Don't need another man when you have me. Do everything for you anyways. Pay for everything, protect you, stay with you-"
Jason leaned in close to you, close enough to wear you guys' breath could be felt on one another's face.
(18+) you just want attention from your big bad boyfriend :(
"C'mere, girl." Frank's low, gravelly voice cut through the room like a command. "S'this what you need, hmm? Answer me. Use your words."
His rough, calloused hand came down on your swollen clit for the third time, sharp and deliberate. A small, broken whimper slipped from your puffy lips. He was right â it was exactly what you needed. But admitting it so easily? Where was the fun in that?
The fourth smack landed harder, paired with a deep snarl as his fingers gripped your jaw, forcing your flushed face toward him. "Damn brat. If you donât speak up, youâre not getting anything else."
The threat hit exactly where he meant it to. Your pout deepened instantly, a needy little cry tumbling out of you. Youâd spent the whole day poking and prodding at him â huffing, sulking, brushing against him just to steal his attention â and now that you finally had it, you didnât want to lose even a second.
"No, no, noâ please donât stop," you begged, voice shaky and sweet. "Please, Iâll be goodâŚ"
Frank let out a deep, sarcastic chuckle that rumbled through his chest. "Atta girl." He sounded almost amused, like he was entertained by how quickly you folded for him. He knew you would. Hell, he knew exactly why youâd been acting out all day â his sweet, ditzy little brat just needed to be put back in her place.
His strong hands gripped the backs of your thighs, spreading them wide and pushing them up toward your chest. He lowered his face between your legs, breath hot against your soaked folds. A single gentle kiss pressed to your sensitive clit, his warm saliva mixing with your slick. You were so worked up, so desperate, that even that soft touch nearly sent you tumbling over the edge.
"More, Frankâ please," you whined, hips bucking up toward his mouth. "Need it so bad!"
"Aht aht," he murmured against your pussy, the vibration making you shiver. "I know what you need, sweetheart. Let me do my job."
He sealed his lips around your clit again, alternating between slow, filthy slurps and firm, rhythmic sucking. Deep, hungry grunts rolled from his mouth straight into your core, the sound and sensation pushing you closer and closer. Your fingers twisted into the sheets as your thighs trembled in his iron grip.
When you finally tipped over the edge, it hit you hard â waves of pleasure crashing through your body while your tearful doe eyes locked onto his from between your spread thighs. Frank didnât stop, licking you through every pulse and aftershock, drawing it out until you were a whimpering, boneless mess.
You looked at him with hazy, adoring eyes, watching him kiss your inner thighs, finally quiet and satisfied now that you had the attention youâd been craving all day.
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ak! jason sometimes jerks off in front of you with the suit on when he doesn't feel like fucking you. it's disgusting, honestly. he doesn't even look at your face, sometimes he'll keep your face pressed to the floor if you've been misbehaving. you can hear him groaning from above, though, little swears slipping from the mask. "fuck, don't look at me, don't deserve all that, just listen. maybe i'll cum in your mouth," he says it like it's a prize. maybe you're just so brainwashed that it sounds like one because you listen, you keep your face pressed against the floor until you feel him pull you up by the back of your hair. "not a word, keep your mouth open." he'll act like it's for you, but he knows he can't cum without seeing your face at least once anymore.
though one of the sexiest things about him is his mind. how much he knew, like random facts that would win you a grand prize in a game show about books or historical events. or even about you and what makes you tick. where you liked to eat and how youâd crack your knuckles. he always knew.
his attention to detail was unmatched because he is an amazing observer.
he knew you so deeply that it was like he studied you in the same way he searched for information. kept your image close to his heart and burned it to memory like a brand.
but you hadnât yet gotten further with jason other than making out hard and panting even harder, you knew he was the type to prioritize your pleasure over his. when you started touching more intimately, he saw how much you liked him and felt more confident in how heavily he felt for you. heâd hold those moments with the same tenderness he held your hand with on your first date, devotion leaking from his pores.
but jason wasnât prepared to see how he could completely ruin you when it translated to bed. he didnât even know he was capable of it, though once he got a taste, he knew he was unconditionally yours. mapping out roads around your body and marking the spot that made you make the most noises. memorizing the map that led to what he really wanted.
the first time was after a week that was horribly cold and you clung to jason like a second skin. overtime, his warm hands fell to between your thighs and when you didnât stop him, he continued. shakily, more afraid of hurting you than anything else. though entirely skilled, he knew exactly what makes you tick. every single button he pressed made the experience all the more memorable. every touch and every praise, jason made it comfortable and safe like it was his priority because it is.
now its getting hot and heavy. heâs got you pinned under him hand running up your side while he just barely restrained himself. taking your panties off of you so slowly, unwrapping you like a gift he is oh so grateful to receive.
as though heâs afraid of hurting you somehow.
dragging his heavy, weeping tip through your folds. letting the weight rest against you after prepping for what felt like eternity. the resistance is hardly there at this point, but even now, jasonâs bigger than anyone could gauge. what youâd imagined in your mind was ten times fold with him and the girth he harboured was a little daunting.
âi got you princess.â he breathes. âwill you let me in?â
eyes staring into his as heart shapes form in the thin air, you nod breathlessly.
youâre not one to back down from a challenge, right?
then he presses forward and kisses you at the same time, swallowing down the gasp that took your breath. only an inch inside and heâs the one shaking already, cupping your face with one hand and fisting the bedsheet by your head with the other.
the stretch is incredible. the sheer size of him both unwarranted and ridiculously impressive. but when you consider his soft spoken voice and the gentle rasp that shook you to your core, it only made your arousal greater.
he drops his head to your cheek and kisses your face gently. then he lets his lips trail down your jaw, licking down then he could tuck his head in your neck and breathe you in. rocking into you slow like he was afraid to fully seat himself inside.
jason whimpers your name softly when you tense. âease up ma.â before letting a hand circle your clit.
âiâm sorry,â breath shakily as you wrap your ankles around his back. âyouâre really big.â
something in his perfect face melts and his lips upturn. he stops his hips from moving any further.âdonât apologize to me, i should be doing that. god, please donât tell me iâm hurting you.â
but the wait was eating you up. the feeling of him there and not giving you it all was building and the ache was defeaning.
you needed all of him.
you shake your head and try to buck into him further, but jasonâs hand shifts to your hip and holds you firm. still holding himself back for some reason unknown to you. a whine slips from your lips when you try to get closer and he groans like the action was ruining him.
this time, you decide to plead. âi want it all jayâ
blinking down at you, he shifts his gaze from eye to eye. needing the reassurance as though he truly believed you were saving his feelings.
âare you sure?â
you nod and part your lips, biting your lip softly as the pressure rests there. âplease.â
then jason leans down and you think heâs going to kiss you. plump lips pink and swollen with tension as he washes his eyes over your face. resting his forehead on yours before closing his eyes and still not moving his hips yet. just letting the weight of what would fill you stay just in reach but out of touch.
like a threat thatâs more like a promise.
âi love you so much.â he admits before pressing his lips to yours, muffling any response you couldâve had.
you moan into his mouth then, half surprise and pleasure. the feeling was unreal. the stretch around him stole the air from your lungs even though he was moving so slowly.
he pressed forward and despite the pleasureful pain it caused, letting your ankles dig into his back and pull him deeper until he was fully seated inside you. a tear slips down your face just as he parts from you to breathe and a cry escapes past your lips.
the sound is enough to startle jason. he pulls back as the tear is enough to make him second guess himself. fear echoes across on his face.
âshitâdid i hurt you?â
taking a moment to compose yourself, you shake your head warily. âno,â the sound another muffled cry as he stayed impossibly still, unsure what to do.
âsweetheart, youâre crying,â leaning back trying to pull his weight off of you.
though you donât let him move far, tightening your hold on him and locking your ankles.
âstay,â gripping him close for dear life.
his eyes stay unwavering and his hips stay still. he reaches up for your face again and brushes his thumb over your cheek before he nods at your determination.
âokay,â shakily he says. âbut if it hurtsââ
âit doesnât.â you quickly interrupt. âi promise, it feels good.â
a slow smile creeps up his face. âyeah? you feel good?â
you nod again and stare straight at his lips, urging him on. slowly his resolve crumbles and he lands closer to your face to kiss you once again. pressing his perfect lips to yours like a seal and a lock.
just then he adjusts his hips, shifting them forward and rocking into you. he watches as your breath hitches and your fingernails dig into your palms. head drawing back to drown into the pillow beneath it. he groans at the slight resistance created in the friction but eases up until you let him in so easily. hands on your hips tight but not hurting, just enough to remind you where he was.
he takes your hands and pries your fingers up, interlocking them with his to distract you from the sensation. slowly inching his way inside until the tears in your eyes were accompanied by gentle moans.
then you drag him closer once again and he lets you interlock your ankles behind him.
âlet me do the work,â panting by your ear. âlet me show you how i love you.â
wiping your tears, his teeth shine brightly as he smiles and soothingly strokes your face. impossible gentleness from his calloused hands. when the words die, he converses with his eyes you could drown inside of.
finally he bottoms out with a soft sputter on his tongue, completely unable to mask his weight behind his heavy hips, touching your cervix from this angle. nailing dig into his hand, needing to be grounded and feel him completely, jason pants heavily. he brings your hands up higher until they rested just above your head. the loving frame he posed you in was so evident you could cry. instead, you paint him in the same light.
the ministrations resume and he moves with less restraint than youâd started with. watching how your expressions changed and the sounds escaped your lips quicker with every movement.
his deep thrusts couldâve knocked the air from your lungs but he was doing it so slowly as he inched himself further, it melted away. pleasureful bliss blooms across your skin as he kisses your neck. leaving open mouthed smooches up to your face and worked back down, surely leaving marks in their wake.
âplease jay,â moaning out as though he wasnât already fucking you. âmore.â
jason fucks you like he was about to lose you then, when he looks up and sees your eyes rolling and the tear streaks on your face. letting go of your arms to lift you up and over him. he rolls onto his back and seats you in his lap, never pulling completely out, just enough that you feel what youâd need to retake.
âokay princess,â he coos. âiâll help, yeah?â
already exhausted but willingly to please him, you grip his shoulders and start to grind down into him. he cups your ass and lifts you up, letting your weight back onto him over and over. the mix of your arousal making it easier to fuck up into you as he holds you effortlessly. shifting your hips against him weakly, jason decides to take up the task entirely but not until he really sees you struggle to fit him inside you.
a couple more whines escape you as you attempt to move, taking an inch deeper just to grind against his pelvis. minutes go by like this, when he tries to tell you itâs okay and he can do it, you shake your head like youâre already gone. then you tell him you can handle it.
both of you know you canât.
another roll of your hips against his where a broken moan pulls him out his head causes jasonâs brain to flip. he doesnât just hold you anymore, no, he starts to get meaner. not like he wants to hurt you, but he wanted to give you what heâs wanted all nightâto fuck you full.
thrusting up again and again while he watches your face contort, slowly melting onto his chest while he sits up further. moving you up and down onto him, biting his lips to control his moans when you whimper his name. then he canât even hide that. groans and moans, gasps and sighsâthey fill your ears like sinful symphony as he works himself up further. he listens to the praises you say in his ear while he does the work you shouldâve, fucking up into you as though on a mission. his pace picks up as he feels you moving back into him, matching his thrusts with your own.
the peak sneaks up on you when he tangles his hand in your hair to get a look at your face. pulling just enough to see your expression and gasp when he continues his ministrations.
âi wanna watch you let go for me.â nearly whining when he admits. âyou gonna let me come inside you? please?â his breathy voice coaxing you.
vigorously you nod as his pace begins to falter and his thrusts only become deeper as though he wanted to get closer.
itâs enough to spur you on. enough to push you right over the edge as you see his pink, bitten lips and the flush on his cheeks. the ruffle in his hair that proved how long this had been going on for. he looked so incredibly hot, you could die a happy woman tonight just from his good heâs fucked you.
through the peak, he carries you over, not stopping and not pausing his filthy promises. youâre clamping down around him when he sputters your name, groaning harshly and prolonging the feeling. you can feel him reaching his climax, bucking into you and movements stuttering. when he comes, you feel the pulses as he fills you. rope after rope painting you white from within. the waves of intense pleasure as his veins drag and he starts overstimulates himself. then he reaches between you to circle your sensitive bud, thrusting sloppily as youâre limp against him and throwing you into another orgasm.
practically screaming his name as you muffle a cry into his shoulder, barring your teeth and taking a bite of his supple skin. shaking as he fucks you through another climax and pushes his seed deeper inside. hand slipping off his shoulder as he slows his movements. groaning softly by your ear as he makes shallow bucks as though he didnât want this to end.
but fucked out in his arms is his lover, drenched in sweat and slick that he didnât know had even reached those places. and still, he was buried inside you with no indication of wanting to move.
minutes go by like this, both of you entirely spent and trying to catch your breath. heâs first to look at you and ensure that he hadnât harmed you. eyes closed and lips parted, panting hard like youâd run a marathon as jason looks the same. leaning back further just to see the look on your face, jason kisses your forehead then.
âwas that okay?â he twists at your heartstrings. âdid i hurt you?â
still he was questioning himself and you were just coherent enough to shake your head and speak in a slur. âyouâre perfect. my perfect boy.â
the breathy words only made him smile. his grin wide and toothy as he kisses the top of your head over and over. ignoring how your hair stuck to your head, hoping youâd do the same to him.
âsweet baby.â murmuring between his rough kisses that felt like cuteness aggression towards you. âi love you so, so much.â
you hum as you nuzzle into his chest. âmmhmf, i love you too.â
still cheesing, he holds you tight against him. part of him felt like he was dreaming with how much he loved you. his body shaking with restraint as he twitched inside you but he knew you were too exhausted to go again. leaning himself back onto the mattress to tuck you against him further, holding you there like something sacred. as though you would run or get taken away if he faltered his hold at all.
the hold on you only grounding as though you were floating over your body still, ghosting like heâd fucked you into the afterlife. sleep eases its way through your body and jason absorbs it.
only minutes later youâre completely asleep, snoring peacefully as jason drools on your head.
and thereâs no place youâd rather be.
forgive me for this filth. iâm never a normal person when iâm ovulatingâŚ
lying to BOXER! JASON TODD about being a virgin⌠so donât be surprised when you cum so easy!
áśť đ đ° CONTENT WARNINGS: lying about virginity, overstimulationnnn, teasing! boxer! jason todd, MINORS DNI ă fem! virgin! reader, gentle sex, dirty talk, technical virginity loss, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, praise kink, tiny bit of a strength kink!
AUTHORâS NOTE: sorry, Iâve been on a boxer! jason todd high so muchhhhh, I just love him, sorry not sorry! this is inspired by the hot concept of men lying about being virgins and cumming prematurely but make it reader because lowkey? itâs just an excuse for jason to abuse that pussy đŤ dare i say i have knight/medieval! jason todd in the works rn cause finn bennett as aerion targaryen awoken my soul for knight! characters.
honestly, you werenât that much of a liar.
you didnât like to lieâ there was something weird about it. something weird about looking someone in the face and lying your ass off. you only lied a couple of times about small things; being sick, not wanting to go on a date, not wanting to hang out⌠simple things. not things like this.
and to be completely and utterly honest; you didnât exactly stop lying when it came to getting into bed with jason todd.
you knew who he wasâ a famous boxer with too many wins to count, but you acted oblivious to his boxing resume when he first approached to you at a small diner. he found you attractive when he was eating with his big brother, dickâ yes. his name is dick, doesnât like going by richardâ and dick encouraged him to approach you. so you shared your number with him and began to text him.
things fell into place and a month of talking⌠he invited you to one of his fights. a big boxing fight, heâs the biggest name on the card. and watching from the third row as jason knocked his opponent out in the third round⌠you knew damn well what was going to happen later that night.
the problem? you were not quite⌠experienced at sex.
you have masturbated, you have touched yourself and have used sex toys on yourself. youâve kissed people in high school and youâve let them touch you up⌠but nothing as far as that. just, it hasnât happened naturally. it wasnât some weird obligation thing, you werenât saving yourself for marriage or for anyone special⌠it just didnât feel right any time it came down to it, so now? as a hard working adult seeing this boxer? you knew damn well youâd have to face it.
so after celebrating jasonâs win at his favorite local burger placeâ always feeling his rough hand on yours even as you ate, you brought him to your place⌠and of course, when two hot people who are very attracted to each other are alone⌠things get hot and steamy.
he got you over the finish line with ease the moment his mouth sucked on your clit, flicking his tongue up and down and using two of his fingers in your tight cunt to cum, eating the cum off his fingers with glee as clothes came off, hair was pulled, and jason was stroking his cock with lube (mixed with a little bit of your own cum cause how could he not?).
âjason⌠mhmâŚâ you whisper, your legs already spread on the bed as your hands clasped in the bedsheets. you couldnât lie; you were absolutely nervous.
sure, youâve played with yourself beforeâ youâve stuck a dildo in your cunt a couple of times. you know what it feels like to be stretched by a silicone toy that was listed as six inches long and was about five and a half inches⌠but this was different.
this was a real dick, a real cock attached to a very attractive boxer that you just happened to get the attention of.
jason smiled down at you as his right hand stayed on his seven inch cock, his left hand gently stroking up and down your leg as his body keeps your legs open. âyouâre pretty, baby.â he whispers, leaning down and kissing your left knee. âsuch a cute girl⌠all spread fâmeâŚâ
your face heats up internally at his compliments, it felt good to be flirted with, especially by jason with his stupidly hot voice and his demeanor. âjason, mhmâŚâ you respond back, mentally preparing yourself for how this is gonna feelâ itâs just like a dildo, the stretch and the feeling, you could handle it; of course you can!
jason lined his tip up with your folds and leaned down, kissing your lips and whispering against your lips. âif you canât handle it, tell me sweetheart, ainât trying to hurt you, promise.â
you nod your head, wrapping both arms around his neck. âof course, jay⌠now fuck me.â oh the confidence you have.
he smiles at your words and press against your cunt, his tip feeling the warmness of your cunt as you seemingly let him in with no problem. heâs slow to push into you, being oh so gentle with his hips as his left hand digs into the bed, his right hand pressed on top of your abdomen as heâs careful with his ease into you.
and fuck fuck fuckâ it feels so good. it feels too good.
you could barely feel anything else besides jason stretching you with his cockâ naturally, this felt different than the dildo, the skin of jasonâs cock different than the silicone. he was so much better and thicker than the toy, warmer than the toy as wellâ everything felt overwhelming that you didnât know if you could handle much more⌠and the pathetic part was that he was only three inches in, he still had four more inches to go and you already feel like this.
âjason! jason! oh fuckkkkk, jayyyy.â you moan out, fingers digging into the back of his neck, your pussy fluttering âround him as your toes curled in the air. âs-so good⌠so full⌠oh fuck.â
he smiles above you as he kisses your moaning lips, gently continuing his movements, taking your moans as good enough to keep moving. âgood girl⌠taking me so fuckinâ well, bet this pussy misses being treated so good.â
yeah; my pussy has never been treated any which way, but obviouslyâ you couldnât fucking say that, so you just moan in response, vibrating against his skin.
you felt so warm inside, you couldnât stop your pleasure from climbing just by him pushing into you and his lips on your skin, you just couldnât help it. it felt too fucking good.
not knowing what to doâ you couldnât stop yourself, and with barely three thrusts in⌠you felt yourself slipping over the same edge that his mouth brought you over. his hips donât sputter once, his face hidden in your neck as he pressed kisses in your neckâ your eyes rolling back as your nails dug into his biceps.
it felt so fucking good, your pussy was fluttering and you felt pleasure push and flow through your veins.
jason mutters a curse as he watches you, star struck by your expression and almost surprisedâ heâs not mean about his expression either, heâs shocked he was able to make you cum this fast⌠âoh baby, you already cummed?â he questions, leaning down and pressing a kiss on your lips. âgood to know i make you feel this good.â
âahâ ah! oh fuck, jay!â you moan in overstimulation, back arching off the bed and pressing your breasts against his broad chest. âahâ âm sorry! âm sorry⌠didnât me-mean to.â
jason looks at you with soft eyes that even makes you tear up, leaning down and kissing your cheek. âdonât apologize fâme baby, donât ever apologize for cumming so beautifully.â he encourages, continuing his thrusts even with your orgasm melting through you. âthis pussy loves me, huh?â
your fingers digs down into his back as you whine, breathing deep as jason continues to ruin you. âjayâ jay, câcanât take itâ oh fuck⌠oh fuck!â
âyouâre taking it great baby, just hold out fâme, hun, youâll feel good again.â he whispers, kissing your lips.
the kiss is sloppy and barely there on your side, but you try to kiss him again, heat overtaking your entire body as overstimulation slowly subsidies and suddenly feeling that same build up as last time.
you whimper against his lips as your hands both thread through his messy black hair, nails yanking on him as you feel his cock drag against your walls again, his balls slapping against your cunt.
he moans as you squeeze around him, both hands holding onto your thighs. âbeautiful girl⌠betcha you need to cum again, huh?â
nodding your head, you bite into his shoulder, the pain of the overstimulation and the pleasure of your orgasm ruins you before you could confirm anything to him; your eyes rolling back and the scream of his name gives him the confirmation.
you just cummed again and heâs looking at you like a fucking angel on this earth.
âthere you go⌠cum, cum all over my shit, baby.â he encourages. âlemme see this pretty face fucking wrecked for me again.â
maybe lying about your virginity to your boyfriend was the best idea ever, cause it got you fucked like this!
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bsf! jason todd who fucks you after a bad date ughhhh
Going to his apartment after a disastrous date. Full on crying in his arms about how much you hate guys so much and he's just there cooing to you and wipin your tears away. When you are adamant about never dating again, he decides to show you exactly why you won't need to. Gets you into his bed and fuck you in a deep mating press, so deep it was like he was in your tummy. Your legs were on each side of his shoulder, his warm breath against your ankle. He had you locked in place under him, you couldn't run if you wanted to. It was so perfect for you. Jsson knew how bratty his dear friend could be, especially when things didn't go your way, so making you take every fucking stroke was the only way he could make you feel better.
"Don't need another man when m' here baby. I know. Feels so good right? Never knew you were this big of a crybaby. This is what friends are for. What? No. You can't do this with your other friends. This is just for me and you. Because no one else can make you cum like I can. Trust me, I know you way better than they do."
Today you were really pushing it, from you kissing your teeth at him to you âaccidentallyâ knocking his hat of his head in public. The car ride home was sickeningly quiet, you could hear the tires crunching against the sandy dirt and the cicadas screeching in mockery against you, almost like they were laughing at your current situation. You just knew your ass was grass when you got back home , but a sick and twisted part of you wanted him to get recklessâŚto finally lose that tough facade that he always up; your actually surprised he didnât turn you every which way but loose infront of everyone, and actually wreck your mind and body how you wanted him too.
Thatâs exactly why you decided to push his buttons today, heâs been so caught up in running around town with his crazy ass twin these past few days that itâs like he forgot has a whole woman he needed to tend to as well, so when he proposed the idea of taking you out shopping to make up for his loss, you couldnât help but cackle and make up a plan to make him pay.
INSIDE THE HOUSEâŚ
Before you could spit another angry comment back at him, his big hand shot out, grabbin' your wrist and yanked you down onto the king sized bed. You hit the mattress with a gasp, but he was on you in a flash, his dead weight pinnin' you flat. âLook at you, all mouthy and full of fire,â he growled, his breath hot against your ear, his voice already hoarse from all that shoutingâ he was doing with stack. âYouâve been getting on my last nerves since weâve stepped out this fuckin house darlin. I already told you iâm sorry, what more do you want, hmmm?âŚâ
He went quiet for a second, almost to see if you would dare even open your mouth to justify your nasty behaviour. Humming in satisfaction he ghosted his lips down your neck. â mhmm.. just like i thought, soon as a nigga pin you down, you get to going all quiet and shiâ⌠isâ aight though, jus means by the end of it youâll be so fucked out, i wonât have to deal with yo bratty ass whining in my ear no moâ
Roughly turning you over he hiked up your dress and groaned as he saw your panties were already damp in the middle â Look at yaââŚpanties already drippin and I ainât een touch that pretty pussy yetâ you let out a whine in frustration, it was not supposed to turn out like this; He was the one who was supposed to beg, not YOU!. He got his finger and run it down the centre of your clothed pussy, you tried to close your legs but that was quickly corrected with a harsh slap on your thigh â Keep them legs open pretty girl, i ainât gon tell yerâ ass againâ
âYou been beggin' for this, haven't ya? Dreamin' 'bout me foldin' you up like a goddamn pretzel and fuckin' the sass right outta ya.â
He didn't wait for your answerâdidn't care. His rough hands gripped your thighs, haulin' 'em up high, pressin' your knees back toward your chest until your body folded beneath him. The mating press locked you in place, your pussy exposed and vulnerable, thighs tremblin' against your own shoulders. Smoke loomed over you, his belt clinkin' as he shoved his jeans down just enough to free his thick cock, already hard and throbbin', veins bulgin' like twisted roots. âSee this?â he snarled, slappin' the heavy length against your slick folds. âThis here's gonna teach you respect, girl. You gonna take every inch, and you're gonna thank me for it.â
You whimpered, but he just laughed, a mean, guttural sound that rumbled from his chest. âWhinin' already? Pathetic. Thought you were tough, talkin' all that shit earlier. Now look at yaâlegs spread wide, pussy drippin' like a faucet just waitin' for my dick.â He teased the fat head along your entrance, rubbin' it through your wetness, but not pushin' in yet. âSay it. Tell me you're sorry for bein' a mouthy little bitch.â His eyes bored into yours, dark and unyieldin', that drawl sharp as a switchblade. âOr I'll make you beg louder.â
The pressure built as he finally thrust forward, buryin' half his cock in one brutal shove. You cried out, the stretch burnin' sweet and deep, your walls clenchin' around him. âThat's it,â he grunted, foldin' you tighter, his hips slammin' down to drive the rest home. âFeel that? My cock splittin' you open, fillin' up that greedy cunt. You ain't nothin' but a hole for me to use now, darlin'. No more backtalkâjust moans and my name.â He started poundin' into you, each thrust pinnin' you deeper into the mattress, his balls slappin' against your ass with wet, obscene smacks.
Sweat beaded on his brow, tricklin' down his stubbled jaw as he rutted like an animal, mean and relentless. âLook at your face,â he taunted, voice husky with that slow southern roll. âAll twisted up, eyes waterin' 'cause you can't handle how deep I'm goin'. This is what you get for thinkin' you could mouth off to me. I'm gonna fuck you till you can't even remember your own damn name.â His hands dug into your thighs, bruisin' the flesh, holdin' you locked in that crushin' position while he hammered away, cock dragin' against every sensitive spot inside you.
You tried to squirm, but he pinned you harder, his body a cage of muscle and heat. âNuh-uh, stay put,â he snapped, teeth flashin' in a wicked grin. âYou take it like a good girl, or I'll flip you over and spank that ass raw first. Bet you'd like that, wouldn't ya? Dirty little slut, creamin' all over my dick while I correct your ways.â The dirty words poured from him, each one punctuated by a savage thrust, his accent thickenin' with lust. âFuck, you're tightâsqueezin' me like you never want me to pull out. That's right, milk my cock. Show me how sorry you are.â
The room filled with the sounds of skin on skin, your gasps mixin' with his grunts, the bed groanin' under the force. He leaned down closer, his mouth crashin' against yours in a rough kiss, tongue invadin' like he owned you. âTaste that?â he murmured against your lips, drawl slurrin' with effort. âThat's you, all wet and needy. No more actin' like you run this show. From now on, you keep that attitude in check, or I'll bend you like this every goddamn night.â
Pressure coiled tight in your core, his relentless pace pushin' you toward the edge. He felt it, smirkin' as he ground deeper, hittin' that spot that made stars burst behind your eyes. âCum for me, then,â he ordered, voice a low command. âSquirt all over this cock and prove you've learned your lesson. But don't think we're doneâI'm gonna fill this pussy up, breed you full till it leaks outta ya.â With a final, brutal slam, he buried himself to the hilt, ropin' hot cum deep inside as your body shattered around him, waves of pleasure crashin' through the mean, delicious hold he had on you. Water splashing all over his lower abdomen and your juicy cunt pushed his dick out.
See, the difference with Smoke was never in what he saidâbecause Smoke didnât need words. He was the kind of man whose silence spoke louder than threats ever could. One slow, deliberate glance from himâsharp, unreadable, heavy with intentâand your body reacted before your brain did.
That mean glare that he would give you when you got to out of line, signified that you had half a second, maybe less, to cut the shit and act right. No countdown. No second chances. Just the understanding that whatever nonsense you were on needed to end immediatelyâor Smoke would end it for you. He doesnât raise his voice. He didnât have to. He doesnât even look at you. Most times, he doesnât have to.
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"Just the tip" with Frank Castle is never actually that. He's a man doesn't often take his time, so when he's sweet talking you to get into your pants despite the fact everyone told him to leave you alone cause you were Matt's friend. He doesn't expect you to reciprocate just as just as he's flirting. You're pulling on his belt so that he's closer to you, standing in front of him just to push your ass against him, or even waiting till you guys' friends weren't looking just to feel up on him through his pants. You were a damn vixen. Warnings be damned he was going to get a taste of you, one way or another. "Just the tip" was supposed to be the excuse he used to make you think he wasn't going to fall. As soon as he pushed his heavy, already leaking both of you moaned in sync. It wasn't enough, not even close. He couldn't help himself when you begged so sweetly for "just a little more". Drinks had been flowing through you guys' system when he came up with the idea. Now you guys were in the bathroom of the club, him seated on the closed toilet seat while you rode every inch of him. "C'mon, just like that baby. Throw your ass back some more."
Youâre not completely unknowing of the life style that he lives, heâs never tried to hide it, it just has never been a full fledged conversation that you both had time to have. He was a man who used to lived to destroy himself in order to bring down everything that was corrupt around him. The a,punt of broken bones or sleepless nights he put himself through had been endless before the point of befriending you.
Jason had been your friend while you were working at the strip club the past couple years making good money dancing for the drunk assholes who couldnât wait to palm themselves when you stepped on stage. He pretty much acted as your âsecurityâ for when you got off and were walking back to your home.
The big burly wall of man waited outside of the club, lollipop between his lips as he watched men and women alike enter in and out at the chance of seeing you and your coworkers dance. Jason heard the familiar jingling of your bangles making him turn to see you walking over to where had been posted up. Little was said, but his hand was held out for you to grab and hold on to as you walked.
By the time you had reached him he had noticed how full your hands were. Heels, makeup, outfit, wallet, all of the usual shit he watched you stumble around with instead of putting in a bag. An excuse of "needing a visual reminder of having everything". It made him roll his eyes but none the less he grabbed most of the stuff, carrying most of what you had in one arm while holding your hand with his free one.
You had never made a point to ask him to come pick you up. He did because you cared for him in ways that he thought he didn't deserve. You noticed things he hadn't in years. When he would crash on your couch after days of being in the streets fighting you would somehow get his heavy ass into your bed, despite the dirt and blood you would have to wash off your sheets and blankets once he awoke.
After your little lavish shopping trips when you'd be showing him what you had gotten there would always be one or two things left over much to his confusion. They would be for him. You'd force him to open it, try it on, just like you did with your items. And as embarrassing as it was, he loved how it would give his mind a moment of silence.
Your hand felt warm against his in the chilly fall night, one neither of you had been dressed appropriately for at this point.
"Have you eaten yet?"
"..." "I have food at home for us. I'll heat it up."
Here you were, half moisturizedâIâm talking lotion and oils still caked on your palms, just waiting to be evenly coated on your legs. Body wash is still fresh to your skinâclinging tightly, unknowingly inviting Eren to explore the unknown. Puffy, plump cheek smudged against the velvety surface of your patterned vanity, your teeth biting deliciously into your bottom lip to muffle escaped moans. Your robe was folded halfway up your back, almost in that space just above your hips while the tips of your manicured toes ached as you attempted to hold up your body weight.
âOh g-gosh, Eren. You make me feel so good,â you whispered into a whine. You pushed back against his mouth unintentionally, earning a pinch to the inside of your thighs. A multitude of glass perfume bottles clinked while your earth toned bangles clacked, creating a rollercoaster of back and forth notes when you suddenly jumped from Erenâs quick and quiet punishment.
You couldnât see Eren, but gosh could you hear him. He growled and groaned against your flesh, attempting to dig his face deeper inside of your tight embrace. Even though your cheeks were spread wider than a rumor, he still felt like he wasnât close enough. His jaw flexed beneath you, slurping up and catching what he could before a puddle formedâto keep the floor as dry as possible of course.
Nevertheless, Eren was living happily in his own world. Even with the pattern carpet adding nothing to comfort his knees holding his weight, nothing could pull him out of the daze he was happily backstroking through.
Except you attempting to nudge you away. He never understood why you ran away when things felt good. Why you ran away from cumming instead of just letting it happen and not dragging it out. It didnât bother him in the beginning, only when you started to reach behind yourself and got lotion in his hair from pushing him back is when his irritation bled through.
Thatâs when your wrist was bound together beneath you by one of his headbands. The cloth bit at your wrist, but only when you fight against it.
âDoes it hurt at all?â
Eren looked down at his working fingers folding the fabric tighter around your wrist.
âMmm, no. Feels alright, âRen.â
Eren responded silently, lifting your hands in his to examine his work of art. âGood.â
As he lowered himself back to his knees, he took a glimpse at your faceâeyes lined with pending tears while a deep pout kissed at your lips. Just how he likes it.
âPut your leg up and lay your body flat. âNot telling you again,â heâd grumble against your spit coated lips. If it was one thing Eren hated, it was you shying away from his touch. See, he hated physical contact to begin with, and that was with anyone. So to Eren holding hands, kissing, and in his case eating, was a privilege that he kept hidden and reserved for people he truly loved and trusted. You running away was like almost rejection. Disrespectful in his eyes to say the least.
You were now face to face with your knee, almost kissing it from how close it was. With this new angle, Eren had much more space. Much more control over you knowing that you couldnât push him away. Even if you wanted to move, you couldnât. The crown of your head pressed against the mirror while your leg kept you stable. And if you somehow became wobbly, Eren was giving you extra support to say up right. He had you just how he wanted.
Almost everything was laminated in Erenâs spit. Heâd start at the top of your ass crack, taking his time before flattening his tongue and dragging it down lower and lower until he was met with your puffy clit, twitching in anticipation. Heâd give a suck or two before his tongue flattened again to take the same route back the way he came. Each lap he took exploring your mound, you felt your lips separate from the width of your boyfriendâs thick tongue. He knew the right amount of pressure to get you to start leaking and squirming on his tongue.
You hissed softly, toes curling into themselves while half crescents formed on your palms.
âMy God, Eren. Wa-wait!â
You palmed at what your fingers could reach from under youâwhich was the soaked strands of his goatee. Erenâs thumb placed the perfect amount of pressure on your clit, spiraling it slowly while his thick tongue teased your entrance.
âI got you, Pretty. Just let me have it. Iâll catch it.â Erenâs vibration in his words shook you to your core.
Your breathing picks up when the pace of his thumb does. What was sharp uncoordinated gasps, transitioned into deep trembling breaths that couldnât quite fill up your lungs to full capacity. Your vision blurred as those hot tears that were teasing your lash line finally passed through.
âYouâre gonâhaah! Mmm! Iâm goinâ to cum.
The static feeling creeped up from your ankles, rising with speed up your thighs like a fever. Despite your movements being limited, you found yourself circling your hips, grinding yourself into Erenâs face. Heavy eyelids fluttered while your eyesight disappeared into your skull. You were cumming and just as he promised, he was there to catch every drop.
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â a/n: hey guysđŤśđ˝ this is another frank fueled thought that i had in my messages with my friend LMAOO but uhm henny ways, enjoyđŤ
frank was having a dilemma.
lately, heâs been thinking about kids. with every mission heâs been on, his thoughts always drift to you then he dreams about you being pregnant with his kid.
heâs never thought about children this much, or at all. frank didnât think he was fit for kids, fit to be a father but something about being with you made his mind turn positive to everything.
what really kicked it off was the weekend you both spent at your familyâs house. seeing you handle your nieces and nephews with such care made his mind fuzzy and his dick hard.
ever since then heâs been clingy, he knows that. however, he couldnât help how he feltâthere was once in the kitchen where he saw you standing over the counter, drinking your smoothie and eating your fruit when he couldnât fight his urge to fuck you.
so thatâs what he did.
his libido was shot through the roof. it was terrible; once was over the counter, then in the shower, multiple times in your bed, in his office, everywhere that had a surface; he placed you on top of it and fucked you.
each time he would say how pretty you were, rubbing your stomach as if you were growing a baby like you werenât on birth control but it didnât keep him from wanting a baby or wanting to impregnate you.
you took notice. of course, you did, how could you not notice his change in behavior? frank was someone who was rarely easily influenced or impressed by things but something had changed and you knew it.
you timed it perfectly. the start of your ovulation cycle happened to land on the same week that frank came back home from his mission.
the baby fever that frank was experiencing seemed like it transferred to you tenfold, every day that he was away made you frustrated because you missed him desperately but also because you craved him more than usual.
the minute he got home, you jumped in his arms and kissed him deeply. âi missed you, frankie.â
he only chuckled, kissing you back and wrapping his arms around your waist. âyeah?â he smirked, walking you to your room before placing you down. âi missed you too, baby.â
you leaned up, standing on your toes to place another kiss on his lips. this one deeper than the lastâfrank couldnât help but to reciprocate it, his hands landed on your waist before moving down to your ass.
a simple kiss from the man made your knees weak, hands gripping his big biceps as you both got lost in the kiss. his tongue swiped against your bottom lip causing your lips to part letting his tongue slip beside yours.
he moaned into your mouth, pulling away to look at you. he bit his lip at the lustful gaze you were giving him; your eyes hazy with desire and glossed over.
you bit your lip only for it to be freed as frank ran his thumb over your plump lipsâyour tongue licked the digit prompting him to slip inside, pressing it down on your tongue.
âlook at you. barely been here for a hour and youâre already drooling.â he teased, a smirk covering his face. he took out his thumb and pulled you into a kiss, full of his own lust for you.
his mind dropping images of you round with his kids, glowing and beautiful as ever. he could feel himself twitching in his tactical pants, his cock throbbing from the thought.
you could feel his bulge pressing against you. your hand moved down to rest on his thick cock through his pants. your own pussy dripping from everything; the meaningful touches and deep kisses and the very being that is frank.
you could get high off the smell of him. he was such an all consuming man, your love for him could blur the lines of obsession if you werenât too careful.
your thighs clenched together on instinct, fighting against your desire. your mind felt cloudy, you werenât thinking about anything but being fucked by your man.
his lips trailed down your jaw to your neck, leaving small kisses over the expanse of your skin. he took a deep breath getting drunk off the smell of vanilla, he kissed your shoulder.
your head tipped back as his lips found your neck again, kissing and sucking a mark on your bare skin.
the words flew before you could stop them, barely thinking about it. âgive me a baby. i want a baby, frankie.â your soft voice begging for the very thing he constantly thought about.
too much blood flowed south and quickly, he was dizzy as he came from the thought of filling you with his cum and fucking a baby into your cunt. his hand tightened around your waist, gripping the fabric of your dress as he came in his pants.
frank groaned deeply making you gasp softly but also a deep pride settled deep within your spirit. something about frank coming from the thought of you giving him a child, a family, a home was attractive to see.
he didnât speak for a moment, just frotting against you. âyou-you really want a baby?â his voice thick and raspy.
you nodded and wrapped your arms around his neck, playing with the hair on the nape of his neck and his beard scratching against your cheek. âyou just came?â
embarrassment racked through his body when he thought about it, âgot too excited.â
you giggled, licking your lips and pulling back to look at him. âit was hot. i liked it.â you teased, running your hands down his chest. your fingernails scratching against his compression tee, pulling out from his pants as your fingers dipped into the waistband.
frankâs eyes never left yours, his breathing took a turn. a slight hitch once he heard his button pop free, a devilish grin settled on your lips as you dropped down to your knees.
you looked at the thick bulge and the wet patch right over the tip of his cock. you bit your lip as your hand wrapped around his shaft and pulled his boxers down. his cock was thick and covered in his cum, twitching in your hands like it was desperate for attention. the tip was still oozing cum that dripped down his shaft and to his balls.
the tension in the air was thick enough to be cut with the sharpest knife you could muster. his piercing, hungry gaze watched your every moveâeverything about it was seductive and alluring, he was losing his mind.
he bit his lip as your tongue licked up his shaft, laving over every vein before you kissed the tip. the taste of his cum lingered on your tastebuds; salty and creamy, you were ready to swallow him whole.
a drawn out moan could be heard from him as you took his cock into your warm, wet mouth. you bobbed your head slowly, hallowing your cheeks as you took him deeper down your throat. frankâs hand landed in your hair, only resting on your head unmoving.
his jaw slack as your spit trailed down his shaft and your hands massaged his balls. âyou look so fucking pretty taking my cock like this.â he said, breathlessly. his hips started to rock, fucking your throat slowly, letting you adjust to his pace.
your clit was throbbing, a wet patch on your panties steadily growing as you sucked his cock. his soft praises flooding your mind, making you whine. you lifted up your dress, your fingers teasing your inner thighs.
a shiver ran down your spine as your touch went straight to your core. you sucked on his cock as your fingers dipped in your panties, teasing your folds and shyly brushing over your clit.
frank watched you tease yourself, watching your hand dip underneath your dress. he looked back at your face seeing tears form in your waterline making your eyes glossy, âlook at you playing with your pussy as i fuck your mouth. god, youâre gorgeous.â he voiced, his hand coming down to caress your face.
you gagged on his cock as you sped up your pace, his tip hitting the back of your throat as your finger brushed over your clit, the hardened bud reacting to the pleasure making you jolt.
the tight coil of desire steadily building within the both of you. your fingers dipping into your pussy, slick dripping over the digits as you moved faster. frankâs voice registered to you as you kept going, everything he said going straight to your core.
âi canât wait to fuck you. gonna give you a baby, you want that?â he said, his hips moving faster and his hands gripping your hair gently. he fucked your mouth with fervor making you gag on his cock, tears streaming down your face.
he groaned deeply as he came down your throat before pulling out, a small amount of cum dripped off his cock and onto your lips. he watched your tongue swipe at the dribble, groaning deeply at the sight.
you swallowed every drop, licking your lips clean off anything left. you stood on shaky legs, your clit throbbed as you looked at frank drop down to his knees to return the favor.
he lifted up your dress and pulled your panties down your legs, watching your pussy glisten. he sniffed your panties, deeply inhaling the smell of your arousal before he placed them in his pocket for safe keeping.
he felt feral looking at your pussy. his mouth full of saliva, drool in the corner of his lips before he dove in. your hands flew to his hair, gripping the dark strands as he licked into your cunt.
his hands wrapped around your waist as if he was worshipping you, keeping you upright so he could keep tasting you. his lips wrap around your clit, sucking the pretty pearl into his mouthâhe whined into your cunt, feeling drunk off your taste, his desperation showing.
your thighs trembled as you moaned loudly, your hips moved, slightly humping his face as he ate you out. his tongue dipping into your cunt and fucking you slowly, licking your walls before pulling out and licking your folds.
the sweet taste of your pussy making him dizzy, in a daze as he tried to make you come from just eating your pussy. âf-frank, fuck iâm gonna come.â your voice quivered, a small whimper leaving you.
frank didnât care, he wanted it all. he needed to taste your cum on his tongue, he felt like he was going insane. your thighs shook around his head as you finally came on his tongue, your body spasming on top of him.
he licked every drop from your cunt before he grabbed the dress from the bottom and lifted it off your body as he stood over you. he tossed it aside, looking at you with nothing but love in his eyes.
his cock was twitching back to life as he eye roamed down your naked body on display. âyouâre gorgeous.â he said before he smashed his lips against yours, his hands moving to your thighs and picking you up. he adjusted so the palm of his hands touched your back and your legs were over his elbows, he lifted your body a bit as he grabbed his cock and stroked over it slowly.
he lined up with your core, pressing the tip of his cock into your cunt and dropping you down slowly. your head tossed back as you gasped at the feeling of his cock pushing inside of you. he watched as your face contorted into ones of pleasure as he stretched your pretty cunt with his cock.
his hands gripped your hips, fucking his cock into you slowly, making room for himself inside of you. his tip grazed your cervix a few times, his tip kissing it over and over.
you wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders, nails digging into the skin through his shirt. your moans going straight into his ear, âfrank, fuckâŚtâs too deep.â
frank cooed, smirking as your pussy tightened around his cock as he sped up slightly, dropping you onto his cock with every thrust. âyou canât take it? you can take it, i know you can.â he groaned as your pussy kept sucking his cock in deeper, âlook at you dripping all over my cock.â
his balls slapped against your ass, the sound ringing out in the room as he thrusted into you. you let out a soft whimper as you felt his cock hitting your g-spot repeatedlyâyour arousal building steadily after edging yourself, the tight spring in the pit of your stomach only getting stronger with every thrust.
until, âfrank, frank, mâcoming please.â your orgasm washed over you, making you boneless in his hold. your eyes roll into the back of your head as you came around his cock.
slight spasms racked through your body as you came down from your release. frank walked over to the bed and laid you down on the sheets, catching his breath as his cock slipped from your cunt, covered in your juices and precum oozing out of the tip.
you spread your legs and slid two fingers into your cunt, spreading the folds to reveal how greedy you were feeling. puffy walls glistened, tempting frank back in like the call of a siren.
frank beckoned towards you, eyes flittering over your body before locking onto your face. he pulled off his shirt, tossing it aside before doing the same to his pants and underwear.
he stood over you, your legs spread wide as he stared shamelessly at your begging cunt. his thumb rubbed over your clit, watching you whine and bite your lip. âyeah? feel good, baby?â
you nodded but that wasnât good enough, âuse your words, pretty. do you feel good?â
âyes, babyâŚfuck me please.â you begged softly, watching his thumb circle your cunt over and over again.
he gripped his cock, slapping the tip on your clit relishing at the sound of your sticky juices meet his sticky tip. he thrust shallowly, fucking your clit and letting his cock slide between your folds easily.
frank couldnât keep his hands off you, you were gorgeous. he watched your jaw slack and your eyes go hazy, cock drunk off him in the same way he was pussy drunk and obsessive over you. not a thought in your head as you let him use you.
your hand met his chest, sliding down the expanse of skin and feeling his solid body against yours. your fingers dipping further to meet his happy trail and wrap around the base of his cock making him groan.
you applied a bit of pleasure and let his cock glide down your folds just as he thrusted up, fucking your hand and pussy at the same time. âcome on, frankâŚgive me a baby.â
those words driving him insane as you softly begged for it. he gripped your thighs before pulling back and pushing in without hesitation, making you both moan from the intrusion. your pussy clenching around him with every thrust, he was snapping his hips against yours.
you gripped the sheets, moaning loudly as you felt his hands on your waist and his cock moving deeper into you. sweat coated your forehead, the temperature of the room only growing hotter the more you both rocked against each other.
frank watched your breasts bounce with every thrust making his mind drift to how they would only get bigger as your pregnancy progressed, filing with milk and tempting. his mind raced as it filled the picture, he leaned down and latched onto your nipple, licking the bud and feeling it harden against his tongue. he kissed and sucked on your breasts, leaving marks before he pulled away to look at you.
âbaby, fuck. i wanna give you a baby so bad, youâd look so pretty.â he cried, mumbling praises and practically begging to give you a baby.
you caressed his cheeks, looking at him, âplease come in me. i want it, god, please.â begging to come before pulling him down to kiss him, moaning into his mouth as you came around his cock for the second time.
he kept moving his hip, fucking you deeply as you came around his cock. he didnât want to stop, wanting to save his orgasm; he was edging himself as he fucked into you.
he speed up his pace before slowing down. he carved his way into your pussy, his cock gliding against your walls, dragging delicately on your overstimulated walls. his hips snapped against your hips, making you move up on the bedâhis thrusts were rough as he dug deeper into your pussy before pulling out.
he flipped you over and placed you on your hands and knees, lining his cock with your entrance and pushing into you. your arms gave out and flopped onto the bed, putting your back in an arch as he started to move.
your body was tingling, your nerves alert and alive in response to your arousal, goosebumps covered your body. you gripped the sheets and your toes curled from all the sensationsâhe was lost to the feeling of you.
frank gripped your hips and dragged you back to meet every one of his thrusts. his cock twitched at the way you tightened around him, his balls smacking your clit with every push and pull.
he leaned down, kissing down your spine before he whispered in your ear. âyour pussy feels so good. i wanna be drunk off it all the time, can i, baby?â his breath heavy, panting against in your ear before a soft whimper leaves his lips.
he felt his arousal building quickly, heat rising all over his body as he sped up his thrusts. his eyes rolled into the back of his head as you milked his cock. your pussy dripping and creaming all over his cock, he couldnât help but to watch you suck him in every time he tried to pull out and push back in.
you looked back to watch his face contort as he watched his cock slide in and out of you. you moved your hips fucking yourself back on his cock, âplease frank..â you said breathlessly.
one look at you and he filled your cunt, slamming his hips against yours and keeping them there as his cock twitched and emptied his cum. he slowly pulled out, letting out a breath as he left your grip.
your legs felt like jelly as you collapsed against the bed, feeling frank laying on top of you. his heavy body wrapped around you, you were content for a moment before you felt the weight go away briefly.
frank gently flipped your position with you on top of him. once you were comfortable, you kissed him softly running your fingers through his hair as the kiss deepened and then slowed down again.
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a/n: thanks for reading!! i hope guys enjoyed and i hope it doesnât seem crazy cause i am a little highđ but uhm yeah i will be posting this on ao3 as well (dior4you)
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