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imagine…

- your f/o absentmindedly reaching for you in their sleep.

- your f/o saving a seat beside them before you even arrive.

- your f/o giving you a big hug after a long day.

- your f/o smiling everytime they hear someone mention you.

- introducing your f/o to ur favourite books, movies, shows, anything.

“you like that, don’t you?” the rasp in his voice mixed with the way he grinds his hips down slowly, cock stretching you out perfectly, causes your eyelids to flutter closed and your nails to sink into the skin of his hip with each thrust. “like feelin’ how deep i am, honey?” teeth nip at your ear, one of his hands pressed down on your back, keeping you pinned down on the bed while the other rests beside your head. “yeah, you do, just look at you.”

you try to reply but with how his hand presses down on your lower back again, your eyes roll back and your lips part with a choked moan at the deep stretch of his cock pressing deeper into your cunt, walls fluttering around him. “that’s it, let me in, honey.” he cooes into the shell of your ear.

beyond the room, you can faintly hear the sound of waves crashing outside the sliding doors, a subtle reminder of the vacation you both took together for some warranted down time, but your mind isn’t focused on that, it’s focused on the feeling of his slow thrusting, focused on the sound of his breathless panting. the world outside doesn’t exist. not when he’s with you.

“you’re so pretty, baby,” he groans deeply, palms of his hands landing on the globes of your ass, and his eyes; hooded and lustful, watch the bounce of flesh. “so pretty like this.”

the fabric of the pillows muffle your moans, muffles the choked whines each time his hand lands on your ass, squeezing and rubbing to ease sting away gently. your body begins to jolt, moving higher up the bed each time he pulls out so the tip remains, just to sink back into you a little harder. the sounds of skin slapping together echoes the room loudly.

“so deep,” your words are slurred and breathless, eyes half open. “you’re so deep, honey, can’t, oh fuck,” the hand you had on his hip flies off and grips the sheet tightly beneath you, eyes rolling back a second time when both his hands are dripping your hips, practically dragging you back and forth onto his cock.

you’re pretty sure you’ve got drool dribbling down the corner of your mouth and onto the silk sheets below, but you don’t seem to care, he sure as hell doesn’t. the thick vein on the underside of his cock throbs against your walls, and it causes you to squirm underneath him but his hands stay clamped around your hips, keeping you from moving away from him.

“nuh uh, stay here, baby, just stay right here. yeah, that’s it, good girl.” his praise goes straight to your cunt and your walls clamp around him tightly. “takin’ it so good,” he’s sitting back just enough to look at the way you’re both connected, the sight of the thick creamy white ring around the base of his cock causes him to growl. a growl that emits from deep in his chest. he huffs out a breath through his nose, and keeping his thrusts hard enough to have you whining and moaning, but then switches them to a slow grind of his hips to have you begging all over again. 

the second he’s lowering himself over you, the angle causes him to sink even deeper if that’s possible; he moves from your hips, and forms his hands into fists and presses themdown onto the mattress on each side of your hips instead and one of your hands grab onto the hard muscle of his arm, nails sinking into the skin once his thrusts get harder, driving into you with vigor. “i love you,” he groans, sweat forming on the hairline of his face and then down his temple, eyes flickering between where his cock slides in and out of your cunt and then at the way your muscles in your back tense. “love you so much.”

you’re rendered speechless, hair sticking to your face, tears streak down your face at the pure feeling of him fucking you so deep and good into the mattress that any thoughts you did have are now gone. you bury your face deeper into the pillows when he’s suddenly moving his arm, not the one you’re still holding and slides his hand down your stomach before his fingers find your throbbing clit, that you scream into the pillow, his long digits rubbing slow but constant figure eights on the sensitive nub in tune with each of his thrusts. “ohmygod! don’t stop, please don’t stop.” you finally manage to cry out.

he grins smugly, and shakes his head despite you not being able to see him. “never, honey, never gonna stop.” he promises.

your orgasm washes over you like a tidal wave, no prior warning and your walls tighten around his cock again, his breatch hitches at the feeling and clenches his jaw tightly and you can tell he isn’t far behind with how his movements get slower and sloppier above you, groaning and moaning breathlessly; the sweat from his forehead and chest drop onto your back but he doesn’t stop, his fingers against your clit don’t stop either.

“gonna cum, baby,” his voice is wrecked, raspy and low. “where do you want it?”

“inside,” you gasped out, your body still coming from the high of your own orgasm; you’re pretty sure he might even pull another one from you if he keeps it up. “want it inside, please, need it inside.”

all it takes is a few more deep thrusts, and his entire body locks and tenses before he’s spilling deep inside you. “wait, baby, don’t do that,” he chokes out weakly when your cunt flutters around him, trying to milk his cock for all he’s worth. “christ,” his cock twitches inside you, and when you hum contently at the feeling of him filling you up just like you always ask for he laughs hoarsly. “you’re greedy,” he murmurs, carefully lowering himself to press his chest against your back. his body was warm despite being sweaty. “and beautiful.” 

once he’s close enough he presses his face into your neck from behind, you turn your head as best you can, even if the angle is awkward, and press a kiss to his temple; you hope it’s his temple; your eyes are still hooded and glazed. “love you, honey. stay like this with me for a while.”

you kiss their neck gently and feel a strange giddiness in your heart that makes you smile. you kiss them again, and again, and again...

maybe f/o is giggling when they turn to face you, wondering what you're up to. in a surprise attack, you hastily kiss their nose, their cheeks and finally their lips. they can't help but pepper kisses all over your own face!

♡ — being protective over your f/o

some may call it being "overprotective" but noticing them press a hand to their cheek and look away made your heart skip. seeing how they would try to hide their shy smile and swat playfully at you to "behave yourself."

it was so damn cute, especially noticing how they seemed to really, really like getting a reaction out of you. it was a fun game that the two of you played. how your f/o enjoyed slowly inching their way to someone else so you would intertwine your fingers with theirs and pull them back to you. just for them to whisper, "were you jealous?" all while grinning ear to ear.

"baby," you would hear them whisper. "can you hold me?" you could tell how easily they were trying to fake being nervous. yet, that didn't stop you from wrapping your arms around them either way.

"is this okay?"

they would nod, their arms wrapping around you as well. "thank you, mm, i was starting to feel a bit scared."

liar…

but god, that didn't matter right now.

divider @/essthereal

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