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WARNINGS: smut, talks of weight, cursing, talking about children.
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Harry didn’t tell you what you were doing for your date, but he told you to dress comfortably. When he showed up at your place, he handed you a bouquet of roses and gave you a kiss. “You look so cute, baby,” he said.
“Thank you.”
The weather was getting warmer, so you had on black skinny jeans, ankle boots, and a sweater. He had on a button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and black jeans with loafers.
When you put the flowers in a vase, Harry stood in the doorway of your kitchen. “What?” you asked, pushing a piece of hair behind your ear. “Do you need something?”
“I just like watching you,” he said.
“Stalkerrrr,” you replied as you clipped the thorns off the flowers. He chuckled. Harry held out his hand. “Come on, love.”
“Sorry. One sec.” You put the last flower in the vase and then smelled them before grabbing your purse and then Harry’s hand.
As you made your way out of the apartment and to the elevator, Harry lifted your hand and kissed it. “Sorry it took so long for another date,” he said.
“It’s ok, Harry! We’ve been busy. We didn’t want to really go out and have someone see us,” you said.
You stepped onto the elevator, and Harry’s hand moved from your hand to your waist. When the door closed, he pulled you in close and kissed you. “Now, I can show you off and let everyone know that you’re my girl.”
“Absolutely.” You placed your hands on his chest. “So, what’s on the agenda for tonight, babe?”
Harry stayed quiet for a second and smiled down at you. When he didn’t answer, you looked up at him. “What?”
“You called me babe,” he cheesed.
“Well, yeah, it’s safe to now.”
Harry turned your head and gave you a big kiss. “Just for that, you earned yourself an extra treat tonight.”
You shook your head and giggled. “You’re crazy.”
“Crazy ‘bout you,” he said as you got off the elevator.
You smiled the whole time until you got in Harry’s car. When Harry got in the car, he started it and then grabbed your hand. He threaded his fingers through yours as he pulled onto the road.
“Is there food involved because I haven’t eaten since lunch and I only had an apple,” you asked.
“Food is always involved if you want it to be,” he said. “But, it’s not the first stop. Sorry.”
“That’s ok. I have a Nutrigrain in my purse in case I really need it,” you shrugged.
Harry raised his eyebrows when he stopped at the red light. He unattached his hand from yours and leaned into the backseat. “Twizzlers, goldfish, Chex Mix, mini Chips Ahoy, and M&Ms. Which one would you like?”
“You have snacks in your car?”
“Yeah. If you’re with me, I want you to not go hungry ever. Feel free to take whatever you’d like out of here. I also have water bottles and iced tea,” he said.
You bit your lip as he pulled the snack bag to the front. He put it in your lap as the light changed. When you didn’t move, Harry glanced over at you. “What?”
“I think you’re the one who’s going to get an extra treat tonight,” you said.
Harry’s eyebrows raised. “Yeah?”
“You’re so sweet,” you said, pulling out the Twizzlers.
“See? I knew you’d pick that,” he said.
You smiled as you ripped a piece off with your teeth. The ride only took a few more minutes. You ate two Twizzlers and fed one to Harry.
When Harry parked, he told you to wait in the car until he got your door. He opened it and held out his hand. You took it and looked around. You were in a small shopping center with a few stores.
“We’re this way,” he said, pulling you to his right side, so you were on the inside of the sidewalk.
You walked about 30 steps to a place called Tales & Tails. Harry opened the door for you and you stepped in. Your jaw dropped as you took in the site.
“A bookstore where you can pet animals and possibly adopt them,” Harry said. “Figured this is up your alley.”
You saw rows and rows of books, along with a small concession stand, and cats, dogs, and bunnies roaming around the store. You grabbed Harry’s face and kissed him.
He chuckled when you pulled back. “What did you want to start with?”
“I honestly don’t know,” you chuckled.
As you took a deep breath to decide, a small kitten came up and rubbed against your ankle. “Oh, hello.” You sat down and gave the kitten a few rubs as she purred in your lap. You giggled as Harry sat down next to you.
“Who’s this cutie?” He asked.
You looked at her collar. “Lucky. She’s so cute.”
“She’s adorable.” He scratched behind her ear and she climbed over your lap to get to him. When Harry scooped her up in his arms, Lucky looked so small.
Lucky eventually fell asleep in Harry’s arms, and you didn’t blame her. You ventured to look at some books as Harry walked around with the cat.
Once you picked up three books, you walked back to Harry and Lucky. “Donald’s going to be jealous,” you said.
Harry smiled. “He actually doesn’t mind cats. Someone else he can play with. Someone to protect.”
You smiled. “He’s a good boy.”
“Yeah. He is.” Harry rubbed under Lucky’s chin, who was purring loudly. “Are you… thinking about getting a pet?”
“Oh geez. Probably not. I don’t know where I would keep them, let alone the vet bills,” you said.
“I’d take care of all of that,” Harry said.
“Harry,” you scolded.
“What? I’d do anything to make you happy.”
“Maybe someday,” you said, petting Lucky on the head.
“But, this cutie’s only going to be little for so long,” Harry said, making a pouty face.
You giggled. “You are very convincing. But, I’d have to get supplies first. Figure out where she’d go.”
“Think about it,” Harry said, kissing her head. Then, he nodded towards your pile of books. “Is that all you’re getting?”
“Yeah.” You shrugged. “I saw a few more, but books are expensive.”
“Go get the other ones you want. I have my credit card.”
“Harry, no. I-.”
“Get the books you want. Don’t make me yell in front of Lucky,” he whispered.
You smiled and rolled your eyes. “Ok. Fine.”
“Good girl,” he kissed your temple.
You were flustered from his words as you went to get the other books you wanted. Harry put Lucky down and sat on the floor. More animals came up to him.
You had a stack of about eight books and plopped down next to him. A puppy came up to your pile and sniffed it. Harry smiled. “Find everything you wanted?”
“Yeah,” you tapped the stack. “I’m all set.”
“Perfect. Want to check out?”
“No,” you said, petting the dog. “This is bliss.”
Harry chuckled. You both laid down on the floor and had various animals come up to you. The store was set to close, so you brought your purchases up to the counter.
“Did you find what you were looking for?” The woman asked as she scanned your books.
“Yes, we did. Thank you.” Harry bought your books, plus two for him.
When his card was in the machine, he asked, “How do you go about adopting one of these animals?”
“Oh. Well, you just fill out this form, and if we think you’re a good fit, you pay the fee and get the animal,” she said.
“How much is the fee?” You asked.
“We ask for $50, just to keep this place up and running, but if less is what you can afford, we make deals,” she smiled and winked.
“Oh. Ok. Thank you.”
When Harry finished, the woman slipped a business card and a form into your bag. “Doesn’t hurt to fill it out and think about it.”
You nodded. “Yeah. Have a good night.”
As you exited the shop, Harry took your bags and put them in the car. “That is the best place to ever exist,” you said.
Harry smiled. “I’m glad you like it.”
When he didn’t get in the car, you raised your eyebrows.
“You said you were hungry, right?”
“Yeah.”
He held his hand out and guided you down the sidewalk. When you got to the end, he asked you, “Ice cream or burger?”
“Hmm?”
He pointed. “Ice cream or burger?”
You bit your lip and looked at the signs, thinking. “I’m good with either.”
Harry guided you towards the burger joint. You both ordered a burger, fries, and a drink. You ate your food so fast because you were hungry. When you finished, Harry paid and you exited the restaurant. He turned to the right. You followed, confused. “Where are we going?”
“I know you’re going to want a milkshake later,” he said.
“I really shouldn’t. I ate so much in there.”
“Are you full?” He asked.
“No, but I shouldn’t have had the fries and….”
“Hello,” Harry said to the man behind the ice cream counter. “We’ll take two chocolate milkshakes, please.”
As he made them, you nudged your boyfriend. “You really didn’t have to get that. I didn’t eat well today.”
“I told you, you were getting a treat. Did I not?” He thanked the man who handed him the milkshakes and tipped him generously.
“Yeah, but you already bought me books.”
Harry shrugged as he sipped his milkshake. “This is extra,” he said, winking. “Plus, we’re on a date. You’re not supposed to eat healthy on a date.”
You sighed and then sipped your milkshake. “Mmm. That’s good,” you said.
The two of you went to sit at a bench outside the ice cream place. Harry put his jacket around you as the nights were getting chillier. “Thanks.”
He nodded. “So,” Harry cleared his throat. “Random question.”
“Random answer,” you replied.
Harry smirked. “Do you, uh, want kids?”
“Mmm,” you hummed as you sipped on your milkshake. “I’ve always been indifferent to them. I love my nieces, but I don’t necessarily know if I want kids. But, it wouldn’t be a dealbreaker.”
“You have nieces?” He smiled.
“Mmhmm. My sister has twin girls.”
“Um pictures please.”
You giggled and got out your phone. You scrolled to a few photos of them and then you and them. “They’re adorable,” he said.
“Yeah. They are.”
“I’m the same, by the way.”
“What?”
“With having kids. I never thought they were something I had to have. But, with the right woman, heck yeah. Let’s have some babies,” he said.
You giggled.
“You’re the right woman, by the way,” he said.
You nearly choked on your milkshake.
“You want kids, you don’t want kids and want to have four fur kids instead, I’m down,” he said. “You want to be just married and just have it be the two of us, that’s fine too. As long as I’m with you.”
“We’ve been on three dates…”
Harry shook his head. “Yeah, but we’ve been together longer than three dates worthy.” When you didn’t say anything, he swallowed, “Right?”
“Well….”
“(Y/N), you’re pulling my leg…”
“Listen, you’re a great guy,” you said.
“Babe… I’m better with you. If that comment was out of line, I’m sorry. We’ll get married in 10 years! 20 years if that’s too soon. I didn’t mean to push you. I-.”
You couldn’t stop your giggles. “Oh, man. Your face was too good.”
“That was not funny! And to think I bought you that milkshake and all those books,” he joked.
You bit your bottom lip in worry. “I’m sorry. I can pay you back for them. That was mean, I suppose. You’ve been really nice to me and-.”
Harry took the milkshake out of your hand and rested it on the table. He cupped your face in his hand and then kissed you. “You’re not paying for anything,” he said in between kisses.
“That was pretty cruel though.”
“Nah,” he waved his hand. “I knew you couldn’t live without me.” He smirked.
You rolled your eyes as Harry kissed you again. “Did you want to do another activity or go back to one of our places and finish the night with a movie?”
“Absolutely a movie,” you said, sipping your milkshake. “Let’s go.”
You both walked back to Harry’s car, talking, and drinking your milkshakes. “This was the best date I’ve ever been on,” you said.
“Really?”
“Yeah. It had all of my favorite things. Plus, it was with you,” you shrugged.
“We could be sitting down, knitting, and I’d be happy,” Harry said.
You giggled. “As cute as that sounds, please let’s not do that as a date.”
Harry threw his head back and laughed. “Alright, baby. I won’t make you knit with me.”
“Thank you.”
Harry opened your door when you got into the car. He drove home with your hand in his. You were both finished your milkshakes at this point, so your cups were left in the cupholders, giving you access to your hands.
You went back to Harry’s place, just because it was easier with Donald, but you didn’t mind. You were comfortable there.
After Harry picked up Donald from the neighbor’s, you headed to his place. He fed the dog and then you got comfy and put a movie on. Harry sat on the couch and you laid down, resting your head on his chest. You picked a movie you’ve seen before for the comfort, but also because you were distracted.
Harry had been rubbing your hip the whole time. At one point, you looked up at him. “Hey baby?”
“Hey.”
“This was our third date.”
“Sure was. I’m sorry we haven’t had more, but it feels like we’ve been together for a while, so every day’s been like a date with you,” he said.
You were silent for a few seconds as you played with his fingers. “We should have sex.”
Harry’s hand stopped moving. “‘M sorry. What?”
“Sex,” you said. “Do you need me to explain how it works?”
“Baby,” he sighed. “We don’t have to rush into anything.”
“Rush? We’ve been together almost seven months now. We love each other. Isn’t that the next step? You said the third date was the get lucky date.”
“I was joking,” he chuckled.
“So, you don’t want to have sex with me?” You pouted.
“Of course I do! Sit up for me,” he said. You sat up and faced him. Harry took your hands in his. “(Y/N), you have to be 100 percent absolutely positively sure that you want to do this, and not just saying it because I made some dumb joke."
“Baby. I want to. I was scared before, but I know you love me and I know you won’t judge me, and honestly, I don’t know how many more times you can walk around shirtless and I won’t do anything about it,” you said.
Harry smirked. “Getting hard to resist, huh?”
“Very.”
He squeezed your hand and then kissed you. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“If you want to do this out of your own free will, then go meet me in the bedroom. I’ll be in soon, ok?” Harry said.
You gave him one last peck and then went to his bedroom. Harry ran his hand through his hair and blew out a breath. He got up off the couch and went to Donald. “Donnie. Mum and Dad are going to have a little fun, ok? When it’s safe for you to come to the room, I’ll open the door. Be good.” Harry gave him a kiss on the head. He then went to get water bottles and a lighter for the candles.
Harry made his way to the bedroom. He smiled at you as he placed the water on the table and lit the candles on it.
When he finished, Harry knelt down in front of you. “You can change your mind at any time. Just tell me stop and we will,” he said.
You shook your head. “I’ve made you wait long enough.”
“This isn’t about me, babe. You have to be ready.”
“I am ready,” you put your hands on his shoulders. “I’m ready for you.”
Harry let out a little groan and pulled you towards him to kiss you. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too.”
Harry put his hands on your thighs, and you let out a breath. “Are we doing this?” You asked.
“Only if you want to.”
“I want to,” you nodded.
Harry took his shirt off, and you blushed. “I’ll never get over you blushing in front of me,” he said.
“Your body’s intimidating,” you admitted.
“Is that good?”
You nodded as you ran your hands over his pecs. “Very good.”
Harry hummed as your fingertips grazed him. He smiled at you as you got lost in his ink and muscles.
He let you stall and rub on him for a bit. When you looked into his eyes, Harry smiled. “Still feeling intimidated?”
“No,” you shook your head.
“Good.” But he didn’t force you to do anything else.
“Should I take my top off too?” You asked.
“Baby, you do whatever makes you comfortable.”
You bit your lip and put your hands on the edge of your sweater. Harry just smiled. You took a deep breath and lifted it above your head.
When your top hit the bed, you looked up at the ceiling. Harry put a hand on your leg. “You ok?”
You looked back at him and then down at your chest. “It’s a lot, so I understand if you have a weird reaction.”
“Baby,” Harry let out a breath. “God. You’re gorgeous.”
You pouted. “Really?”
“Really. You’re beautiful.”
You looked down at your boobs covered in your lacey bra. You knew the second you took that off, they’d flop. You put your hands on your stomach and felt the stretch marks and skin. You teared up a bit.
Harry wiped your tears. “Are you sure you’re ok? You can put your shirt back on if you feel uncomfortable.”
“Do you want me to?”
“No!” Harry replied. “But if you feel better, do whatever you want.”
You let out a breath, closed your eyes, and removed your hands. You reached back to unclasp your bra and let it fall off of you.
When you opened your eyes, Harry’s were glazed over. He bit his lip and then looked at your eyes. “Can I touch them?”
You nodded.
“Lay back for me, beautiful,” Harry said.
You lay back on the bed, exposing more of your stomach, and your boobs flopped to the side. When Harry climbed onto the bed on top of you and grabbed your boobs, you said, “Sorry.”
“What for? I’m the one groping you,” he chuckled.
“They’re just not perky.”
“Stop,” he lightly hit your right boob. “They’re fucking perfect.”
You hummed and let Harry massage your boobs and nipples. His hands were so big and so warm. He got your nipples very hard. “Will you let me… suck on them a bit?”
You giggled. “Ok.”
“Fuck yes,” he whispered. Harry moved himself down your body so his head was aligned with your chest. He took your left nipple in his mouth and hummed. You ran your hand through his hair as he showed some love to your breasts. “You’re so fucking beautiful, love. So beautiful.”
“Thanks,” you said quietly.
After a while, Harry had ventured from your boobs to your torso. He kissed every inch of your stomach til he got to your belly button. “This is what you were afraid to show me?”
You shrugged.
“Love this tummy. ‘S my favorite thing in the world,” he said as he kissed the rest of it.
When he got to your waistline, he sat up. “Still doing alright?”
“I’m great.”
“Amazing,” he smiled. He sat up and took his pants off, leaving him in just his boxer briefs.
You swallowed when you saw his bulge, because let’s face it, it was more than average. He smirked at you. “Still ok?”
“Mmhmm,” you nodded. “I guess it’s my turn.”
“If you want to,” Harry said.
You sat up and unbuttoned your pants. You asked Harry to help you get your pants off. He took them off slowly. When the material came off your ankles, you sat back. You were left in small cotton undies.
“How are we feeling now?”
“My heart rate's picking up, but I’m ok,” you assured him.
“You sure? We can stop.”
“No. I don’t want to stop.” You hooked your fingers into your underwear and pulled it down and off of you.
Harry eyed you from head to toe and let out a whistle. “God damn. My girlfriend is hot.”
“Hot is generous,” you shrugged.
“No. It’s not,” Harry kissed you. “You’re so sexy. Start believing it.”
You bit your lip. Harry sat back and took off his underwear. When his cock sprang free, your mouth went dry. It was hard and leaking and red and big. “That’s not going to fit inside of me,” you said.
Harry chuckled. “You wouldn’t believe actually how much a woman’s insides can stretch. I think it’ll fit just fine.”
You swallowed.
“Before we test that theory,” he put his hands on your thighs, “can I get a little taste?”
“Ok. If-if you want to.”
“Oh. I want to. Do you want me to?”
“Yeah,” you said breathlessly.
“Can you open up for me, sweetie?”
You opened up your legs and put your head back on the pillow, staring at the ceiling. “Are you still green?” Harry asked, rubbing your leg.
“Yes. Always green with you,” you said.
“You ever let me know if that changes. You hear me?”
“Yes, sir.”
Harry groaned at the word sir and lay down between your legs. He stuck a finger through your folds first. “You’re so wet for me, baby. You’re such a good girl. Let me see you.”
You opened your legs wider, and Harry spread your lips. “Look at that. Gorgeous. Absolutely stunning. Fuck.” He rubbed on your clit, which made you jolt.
When you were clenching on nothing, Harry stopped. “Can I put a finger in you?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want one or two?”
“Two, please, sir,” your chest was heaving.
“So polite,” he hummed. “I’ll give you whatever you want, baby, if you keep talking like that.”
He stuck two fingers inside of you, stayed still until he knew you were ok, and then started pumping them. You whined. It felt so good. “Does that feel alright?”
“So good,” you nodded. “Please don’t stop.”
“I’ve got you, my love.” Harry pumped his fingers in and out of you. When he curled them, your toes curled, and a moan fell from your lips.
“Sorry,” you said.
“For what?”
“I moan weird.”
“I don’t know who told you that, but it’s not true.” Harry placed a kiss on your lips. “You’re doing so good for me, baby. Be as loud as you want. I want to hear you.”
He pumped his fingers faster, which made your legs shake. A few more minutes and pumps, and you felt the pressure. “Harry, I’m gonna cum.”
“Cum for me, love. Let it out.”
You gripped onto his arm and shook violently on his fingers. “Fuck,” you screamed. You were clenching his fingers and sweating. When your orgasm subsided, Harry pulled his fingers out.
“How are we doing?”
You were breathing heavily and held up a thumbs up. He chuckled. “Here,” Harry said. “Drink some water.”
You sat up and took a few sips of water and handed the bottle back to Harry. “Thank you.”
“Course, baby. You alright?” He rubbed your back.
“I will be.”
He smiled. “We’ll resume whenever you’re ready.”
You wrapped your arms around Harry, giving him a kiss on the cheek. “I love you.”
“I love you so much, baby,” Harry said. He rubbed your back slowly.
“Ok. Let’s continue,” you said after a minute.
He smiled. “You sure you’re ok?”
“Yes! I’m great,” you said.
Harry sat up. “Ok. What do you want me to do next?”
You bit your lip and contemplated. “Can I touch you?” you asked, pointing at his very erect cock.
“Yeah. If you want.” He adjusted himself to sit on the bed. When you grabbed his cock, Harry hissed. You started to stroke it, and his head fell back. “Love, I gotta be honest with you.”
“What? Do you not like what I’m doing?” You stopped your movements.
Harry shook his head. “No, no! I’m going to cum really, really soon and I don’t think this is helping.”
“You can cum. It’s ok!”
“But I don’t know how long it’ll take me to… get going again,” he whispered the last part.
You giggled. “That’s ok. We don’t have to go any further than this.”
“But you want to, and I want to make you happy.”
“You do make me happy. I don’t have anywhere to go tomorrow, so I can stay all night.” You stroked his cock again. “Do you want me to keep going?”
Harry gave up and fell back onto the pillows. “Fuck. Yes. Go ahead.”
You stroked his cock slowly, trying to get your hand around him. “You’re so big, Harry.”
His stomach shook, and the sweat fell from his head. He didn’t answer you; he just moaned.
You decided to be a little bold and scoot down so you could suck on his balls and stroke him at the same time. You hummed, and Harry cursed. “Jesus. Shit. That’s good.”
When Harry started to shake, you put your mouth on his cock. “Cum for me,” you said before trying to deep throat him. You failed halfway down.
Harry caressed your cheek. “Don’t hurt yourself, baby,” he barely said.
His cock was pulsing. “Want you to cum. Don’t hold back, baby, please,” you said, putting your mouth back on him and sucking him off.
“Fuck. I can’t hold it anymore,” he said.
“Give it to me.”
Harry stroked the bottom of his cock as you were wrapped around the top of it. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” He let out the loudest moan you had ever heard as you tried to swallow his cum down.
When he was done, he collapsed back on the bed. You swallowed what you had in your mouth and then licked up the rest as his cock went limp. After you cleaned him up, you looked up at him and smiled. He was spent. His hair was full of sweat. His chest was heaving. “C’mere.”
You climbed on top of him and gave him a kiss. “Are you ok?” you giggled.
“I’ve never cum that hard in my life,” he admitted. Once he gave you a kiss, he said, “I’m sorry.”
“What are you sorry for?” you held onto his chest.
“I was trying to hold it. I wanted to hold it for you,” he pouted.
You pushed back a curl on his head. “Hold it? And then you’re inside of me, and you cum in 30 seconds? Baby, you didn’t do anything wrong. If you had told me to hold back, I wouldn’t have been able to,” you assured him.
“Keep calling me baby and sir and talk about being inside of you again, and I’ll be ready to go in no time,” Harry chuckled.
You laughed and kissed him. “Want some water?”
“Yes, please,” he said.
You unscrewed the cap for him and handed him the bottle. “Thank you, baby,” he said when he was done.
“Of course.” You sat on his lap and made out for a little, with Harry’s hands roaming all over you. After a few minutes, he pulled away. “I never got to taste you. Need something to get me going again.” He raised his eyebrows up and down.
“Oh geez,” you blushed.
“You don’t want me to?”
“You don’t have to.” You shook your head.
Harry lightly grabbed your chin and turned you to look at him. “Did you have a bad experience before?”
“There’s just a lot of….layers… down there, and sometimes things are hidden,” you shrugged. “It’s just not that enjoyable for me sometimes.”
Harry rubbed your arms. “If you’re comfortable, we can try it. And if you aren’t getting anywhere and want to stop, you tell me. Does that sound alright?”
You nodded.
“You sure? We don’t have to do it.”
“No. I trust you.”
“Thank you, baby. Gimme a kiss,” he said, puckering his lips. You giggled and kissed him. You thought Harry was going to move to the bottom of the bed, but he laid down instead. “Hop up.”
“Oh,” you anxiously put a strand of hair behind your ear. “We, uh,... we’re going to do it… this way?”
“Yeah,” he said. Then, after a few beats passed, “You’re not going to squish me.”
“But what if I do?”
“You won’t.”
You bit your lip. You’ve never done it this way before because you’ve always been afraid.
“Do you trust me?” Harry asked.
You nodded.
“C’mere. Been wanting to do this since I’ve met you,” he said.
“Really?”
“Yeah,” he smiled. “I had dreams about it.”
“About being suffocated by my thighs?”
“Yes. Exactly that.” He nodded.
You rolled your eyes. “Fine.”
Harry reached out his arms and pulled you up to his face. You hesitated, hovering over him. “Will you please sit?” He asked sweetly. “I really want to taste you.”
“You know, there are other ways we can do this.”
“I know, but you said the other ways never got you there, so we’re going to try this,” he breathed, grabbing onto your butt cheeks. “Please.”
“Ok,” you licked your lips. “Fine.”
He smiled as you adjusted yourself. You sat down on his face, but not completely. Harry stuck his tongue out and swiped through your pussy.
He whined. “Sit,” he mumbled. “Completely.”
You groaned and put your knees on the bed, completely sitting on his face. When you did, he winked and stuck a thumbs up at you.
You were about to protest when you realized how good it felt. Harry sucked on your clit and then roamed his tongue up and down your folds, and you could feel every part of it. “Oh fuck.”
“Mmhmm,” he nodded. When Harry popped off your pussy for a second, he moaned. “So good. Tastes so good, baby.”
When he put his mouth back on you, he gave your buttcheeks a little slap. You gasped out a moan. “Shit.”
As he made out with your pussy, you threw your head back. One hand stayed on your butt, but the other reached up and grabbed one of your boobs. Harry squeezed it and moaned.
After a few minutes, he took his hand off and gave you a thumbs-up and then a thumbs-down signal, indicating for you to tell him which it was for you.
“It’s good. So good, babe,” you shook.
Harry hummed and smiled. He closed his eyes and continued his ravaging on your pussy. At one point, he stuck a finger in, and you moaned.
You were nearly in tears. No guy has ever gotten you there from oral. And Harry was bringing you very close to an orgasm.
Harry’s hands roamed up and down your body as he made your pussy feel so good. “Har, I’m, I’m gonna cum-.”
Harry hummed and slapped one of your cheeks again. He sucked your clit, which drove you over the edge. “Oh fuuuuuuuuck.” Your legs shook as you came on his face. “Oh my God,” you said as you came down from your high. “That was… wow.”
He let you catch your breath, but then tapped your hip. You tipped over because you couldn’t get up. When he appeared on top of you, Harry’s face was glistening with you. “Fuck. That was better than I ever imagined,” he said.
You giggled. “How are your lungs?”
“My lungs are great. Stop doing that! I’ve told you that. We’re going to do that every night.”
“Every night?” you asked.
“Yeah,” he smirked.
“But sometimes I have my period,” you cringed.
“Ok. Most nights,” he said.
“Do I have to be on top every time?”
“No. Not if you don’t want to,” Harry responded.
“Ok. Thank you.” You noticed now that he was leaning over you that his cock was hard again. As it rubbed against your stomach, you bit your lip. “Are you good?”
“I’m great,” he said.
“Do you want to keep going?” you swallowed.
“Only if you want to,” Harry said, cupping your face. The touch was so tender, it made your eyes flutter.
When you opened them, Harry smiled down at you. “You’re so beautiful.”
“Oh,” you blushed. “You too.” Harry chuckled.
“Can you lie back on the bed for me?” he asked.
“Yeah.” You adjusted yourself to where you were in the center of the bed. Harry rubbed your legs and gave your stomach a kiss before he leaned over to grab a condom from his drawer. When he tore it open, you said, “Oh, you don’t have to!”
Harry raised an eyebrow at you. “Excuse me? I know you’re not on birth control.”
“No. I’m not, but I know condoms are, like, uncomfortable for men, so you don’t have to wear one if you don’t want to,” you said.
“Who-?” Harry pinched his forehead between his fingers. “Who told you that?”
“Some guy I was with years ago.”
“And you believed him?”
“Um, kind of,” you bit your lip.
“Condoms are not uncomfortable. A little snug, maybe, but definitely bearable. Have you just let men go bare in you?” Harry asked. “With no protection?”
“No,” you shook your head. “It was just that guy, and only once.”
“It doesn’t matter if you trust the man that he’s clean. Pregnancy can happen, even with pulling out. Is that what you want right now?”
“No.”
“Then, we’re using one,” he said, rolling it onto his cock slowly. He looked up at you, and you had a pout on your face. “I didn’t mean to scold you-.”
“You didn’t. I was stupid.”
“You’re not stupid,” Harry said. He leaned forward, grabbed your face, and gave you a soft kiss. “I love you. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize. I love you too,” you said.
Harry put his forehead against yours. “You ready? Still want to do this?”
You nodded. “Yes, please, sir.”
“Good girl,” he said, pecking your lips.
He leaned back up, spread your legs, rubbed on your clit for a few seconds, and then lined his cock up with you. “Ready?”
“Ready,” you whispered.
“You tell me if you’re in pain, or if you just want to stop in general, and we will. Don’t worry about me. If you’re uncomfortable, we stop. Understood?” he asked.
“Yes, sir,” you nodded.
“You’re so fucking sweet. I can’t with you,” Harry said.
He slowly pushed into you, and you gasped. You grabbed onto his arm as he pushed into the hilt. “Still good, baby?”
You nodded. Then, you choked out a “Yes. Keep going.”
Harry thrusted slowly, all while looking into your eyes, his mouth agape. You could feel him shaking slightly. “You feel so good, Harry,” you moaned. “You’re so big.”
“Yeah?” he said breathlessly. “You’re squeezin’ me so good. Ya fit so perfect ‘round me. ‘S like you were made for me, baby.”
You knew Harry was British, but this thick, breathy accent coming out of him was making you wetter. You let out a happy sigh as Harry bent down and rested his arms on either side of you, continuing to thrust inside of you, a bit faster now.
You wrapped your arms around Harry’s neck, and he kissed yours. “I love you,” he murmured. “Thank you for trusting me with this. You’re so beautiful. Can’t believe I get to call you mine.”
Your heart swooned. “I love you so much.” Harry picked his head up and smiled at you.
“You doing alright?”
“I’m the best I’ve ever been.”
“Me too,” he said, as sweat beaded down his forehead. Harry’s thrust slowed down as he cupped your face. “You’re my soulmate, the love of my life, and my best friend,” he said. “I never want to be without you.”
Harry intertwined his fingers into yours and gave you a sloppy kiss. You were trying to hold back your tears because no one had ever said anything that sweet to you.
When he pulled away, he saw you crying and immediately stopped. “Shit! Are you ok? What’s wrong?”
You shook your head. “You’re so sweet to me,” you said, running a hand on the back of his hair. “You make me feel so loved.”
“They’re happy tears?” he asked.
You nodded. “Good. I only want to make you cry happy tears.” You hummed. “Do you think you could do something for me?” Harry asked.
“What’s that?”
Harry pulled out of you slowly. He laid down on his back, his cock still erect. “Be my good cowgirl and ride the bull?”
You had to choke out a laugh. It was so cheesy. “Haven’t I been on top for enough tonight?”
Harry shook his head. “Never enough. Want you on top of me always.” You thought about it, biting your lip. “Please,” he begged. “I- I need you to be in control or I’m going to bust.”
You hummed. “Me telling you that I love you and that you make me feel loved makes you bust?”
“Fuck yes,” he said, running his hand through his hair.
You shook your head as you climbed on top of him. “Such a sap.”
“Only for you, baby.” Harry grabbed your hips as you sank down onto his cock. “Fuck yes. Look at you. Ride me.”
You planted your hands on Harry’s chest to steady yourself and bounced up and down on Harry’s cock. “Fuck,” he swallowed. With the way Harry’s head was positioned, your tits bounced awfully close to his face. He reached up and grabbed one, massaging it, and then fingering over your nipple. “Go faster.”
You bounced faster, feeling Harry’s cock hit deep inside of you when you sat all the way down. “Oh my God,” you breathed out. “Right there.”
As you bounced, Harry’s attached his lips to your nipple. You whined, very close to the edge. “I want to be smothered in these, every day,” Harry said, muffled. “And every night.”
You felt your legs starting to give out as your orgasm approached. They shook, and you clutched onto the back of Harry’s head for support. “Har, I’m-I’m gonna-.”
“Cum for me, love. Squeeze my cock,” he encouraged.
Harry watched in awe as your mouth dropped open and your whole body shook. Your pussy pulsed on his cock again and again until you were completely spent.
Harry kept up a few slow thrusts. “I want to cum inside of you. Is that ok?” he asked, kissing your ear.
You nodded, completely exhausted. Harry grabbed onto your hips. He moaned out his orgasm into the condom. When his cock went flat, he pulled out and discarded the condom. You fell on top of him, lying on his chest. Harry rubbed your hair and your back. “Are you alright, my angel?”
You nodded on his chest. “Tired.”
“Ok. You can fall asleep on me if you want,” Harry said.
“Mmm.” You closed your eyes, but weren’t asleep.
Harry gently ran his fingers through your hair and hummed. He hummed a tune you’ve never heard before, but it made you feel safe and loved. After a bit, he kissed the top of your head. “You should move in with me so I can wake up to you every day,” he whispered.
“Ok,” you said.
Harry startled. “I thought you were asleep.”
You smiled. “No. Just resting.”
“Oh. Well, I was just thinking out loud. I didn’t mean-.”
You picked your head up and kissed his peck. “I mean, it’d be easier, right? I’m here all the time anyway. Donald loves me,” you shrugged. “We could have late-night booty calls without worrying about having to go home early.”
Harry grabbed your hand. “You really want to move in with me?” He smiled.
“Well, it’d really be for Donald,” you smirked.
“Of course.”
“Would you get tired of me?”
“You’re joking.”
“It’s important to think about,” you said.
“I don’t have to think about it. Even if we have a tiff, I’d never get tired of you. Look at you,” he said.
You rolled your eyes with a smirk. “Your place is nice.”
“Plus, it has me in it,” Harry smirked.
“Ok. Fine. I’ll move in with you.”
“YES!” he pumped his fist in the air.
“As my first act of moving in, I’m using your shower,” you said.
Harry grabbed onto your wrist. “Only if I can join you,” he said, raising his eyebrows.
You got up off the bed, opened the door, and waited by the doorway. “It’s your shower, so do what you want.”
Harry jumped up off the bed and scooped you up. Donald barked as you passed him in the hallway. You giggled as you clung to Harry like a koala bear. You took a shower together and had round two in there.
You spent the rest of the night lying in bed, naked. “I love you,” Harry said.
“I love you too,” you replied. You’ve never been happier.
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tags: 18+ smut. it’s Peter’s birthday so birthday sex!! dry humping, marking, blowjob, riding, teasing, creampie, waking him up to a blowjob, somno, unprotected sex, another creampie, shower sex, cum eating/sucking on fingers, creampie
a/n: tiniest bit late !!!! happy birthday Peter <3
Once the clock hit midnight you pounced onto Peter. He hadn’t been injured too badly recently and it was a big day so you were going to make the most out of it.
The whole hour prior you had been teasing him, touching yourself in front of him but only over your (his) sweatpants. You locked eyes with him the entire time and made sure to let out little noises to tease him further.
But now that it was his birthday you could go all out.
You started by making out with him, grinding right on his aching bulge while you felt yourself getting wetter by the second.
His hands were all over you. First they were on your hips, helping you grind right against him then they were going up and down your back while you shoved your tongue in his mouth.
He moaned and you pulled away going down to his neck, leaving mark after mark all over before kissing every new bruise.
Your name came out like a prayer, needy and pretty, just how you liked it.
You left kisses along his collarbone plus a few more marks for good measure before kissing down his chest. You stuck your tongue out and licked down his chest then down his abs until getting to his boxers.
You looked up at him through batted lashes and he was already breathing heavily, eyes pleading. You gave him a smile and put a stop to your teasing, instantly pulling his boxers down and taking his cock in your hand.
It instantly throbbed as you let out a tiny chuckle before taking him into your mouth.
“Ah- fuck-“ he mumbled, bucking his hips up.
You got yourself comfortable between his legs then went down, taking more of him. You pulled up, spitting on it then stroked it two times before taking him back in your mouth.
This time you didn’t stop until he was all the way down your throat and he was moaning so much. You looked up at him, making him groan, his hands resting on your head — softly grabbing your hair.
You pulled back halfway then went back down, his tip hitting the back of your throat quickly earning yourself a whimper from him.
At this time you’d usually stop and just stroke him because you loved to tease him but tonight had to be different.
Instead you kept going, bobbing your head back and forth on him wanting to give him the utmost pleasure you possibly can.
After two minutes of that, he moaned out, “b-baby- please, I need you.”
You pulled his cock out and smiled, “how do you want me?”
“On top- please.” He breathes out and you nod, taking your clothes off before quickly climbing on top of him.
He looked out of breath but excited which is perfect in your books.
You hovered above him while he lined himself up to your entrance, you gasped before lowering yourself all the way down. You both moaned in sync as you placed your hands on his shoulders and his were on your waist.
“Feel so good.” He mumbled and you giggled, “someone’s excited.”
“It’s your fault.” He chuckled, making you smile, “whatever you say birthday boy.”
He gasped then gave you a playfully glare, “You teased me for an hour! If that’s not your fault I don’t know what is.”
“It’s not my fault you didn’t want to stroke yourself!” You deflected, slowing moving yourself up.
“Well no- I just wanted you.” He mumbled and you nod, halfway on his cock.
You lean in close to him, just enough for your breath to hit his lips, “And now you have me.”
You slammed down and he groaned, gripping your skin while you started to ride him properly. He trained your legs just for this, he loved this position and you loved making him happy even if this’ll probably pain you tomorrow morning.
Which is why you called the day off.
You moved your body just like he taught you, first slow movements then upping the pace when he had that look in his eye.
When he was impatient and wanted more but was too shy to ask.
Almost like giving you puppy dog eyes when he wanted something.
Sometimes they went hand in hand.
So you moved yourself a little faster, getting the hang of it while he helped you. His hands were holding you, moving you at the pace he wanted and you let him.
He’s been having rough fights out there lately and you wanted to give him these moments so he could feel human and normal.
Which by the loud moans he was letting out, was working like a charm.
“You won’t laugh if I come too fast right?” He asks and you quickly shake your head, “never.”
“Okay good because,” he starts then bucks his hips up, “you’re getting me closer to.”
Before you could give him a snarky remark, he started fucking up into you but at the same time he was bringing you down.
You were slamming into him right at the moment he thrusted up into you and it instantly made you whimper. He let out a chuckle, going harder than before and bringing you down with him.
“Fuck baby-“ you moan, digging your nails into his shoulders.
He grunted and bit his lip, thrusting harder and faster into you that your thighs were starting to burn. But you could feel him getting closer.
He was throbbing and pulsing, a tell tale sign that he was seconds away from release.
Your cunt was dripping against him and the sounds of slapping skin were filling your bedroom, louder than it usually does.
You bounced just as hard as him, not relying on his help which had him groaning and throwing his head back. His eyes fluttered as he tried to watch the sight between your bodies, how you take every inch of him with every thrust.
His hands were suddenly on your hips, and he lifted his ass up, now full on pounding into you like there was no tomorrow.
You tried your hardest to stay with him, and match his pace but he didn’t budge. Every inch of him was inside you and he wasn’t slowing down.
Instead he was moaning so many things out.
“Fuck baby you make me feel s-so good-“
“Best present ever.”
“I love you.”
Once he said the last one, you repeated it straight after making him whimper. You gasped and a moan followed as he opened his eyes and mumbled, “say it again.”
You smiled and murmured, “I love you. I love you so much Peter.”
With that he let out the loudest of moans and groans, spilling his load into you while he kept you up high before sinking down into the bed.
His moans didn’t stop and you leant down, giving him a soft kiss but he was the one to change it fast.
It turned into a heated kiss as he finished cumming inside you and he was trying to calm his breathing down. You held him close as his moans turned quiet but still needy.
You brought a hand up to his head, playing with his curls to calm him down and he slowed the kiss down. It was a tiny clash of tongues with light pecks while you tried to get off him.
He whined, “Can we sleep like this?”
“You know we shouldn’t.” You murmur and he sighs, pulling away, “you’re right.”
After getting cleaned up, you ended up on top of him and in his arms while you both tried to doze off.
“What do you wanna do tomorrow?” You ask quietly and he chuckles, “maybe we could do this again..”
You laughed and nodded, “we could..”
He then shuffled a little before his hands ended up on your back, “what if… you.. y’know..”
“I don’t know actually.” You teased, making him groan.
“What if.. you wake me up to.. something?” He says and you hum, “like a bj?”
“Mhm… or…” he says and the silence was just loud.
You smiled and hummed, “or… me using your cock like a dildo?”
He suddenly started choking making you laugh while you tried to calm him down and tell him you were absolutely down to do it.
Again.
It was the following morning and Peter’s snores woke you up.
It was still pretty early and he decided to try to ignore the city until noon so that still gave you a few hours with him.
Through the night it seems you switched positions as you were now spooning, his arm wrapped loosely around you while you tried to turn around as well as try to move him.
Once you succeeded in both, you leaned close to him, kissing his neck then his shoulder. You then brought a hand over his body, roaming up and down his abs oh so gently.
He somehow was a heavy sleeper, although sometimes it depends.
Right now though, he was out.
Your hand traveled down to his cock, slowly stroking him over his boxers as he breathed normally.
You smiled and continued, going a little faster as you felt him getting harder under your touch. You grinned when he let out a little moan, going a little faster before stopping to just go under his boxers.
Your hand went under them with ease and you worked his cock how you were before, just right for him to subconsciously feel good and to not wake up.
You figured the best position to fuck him was on top but you wanted it to be different.
So you laid down on your left side before turning then moving him with you. He subconsciously moved and wrapped his arm around your waist again.
You were somehow able to take off your panties without him waking up and spread your legs without hearing a peep from him.
At that point you figured you were completely safe so you reached back, trying to find his cock. Once you felt it, you brought your ass close to him before lining him up to your already drenched pussy.
You slipped him in and held your moans back as his hand held spasmed. You froze and it stopped.
You waited a few seconds before moving back, all the way against him that he left you full.
His cock was stretching you much more like this and you wanted to be loud but didn’t want him to wake up.
So you moved slow and covered your mouth as you fucked yourself into him. It felt so dirty, so forbidden.
Yet you couldn’t help but want more.
You moved your ass faster, desperate to make yourself cum before he woke up because the idea just turned you on so badly last night.
You weren’t sure what was in the air, if it was the excitement or maybe the thought of him cumming fast last night but you felt close.
The good thing about this was you could just lie and he wouldn’t know a thing.
He was still snoring but he would let out the occasional moan which was just so incredibly hot that you couldn’t stop.
You were so turned on that you were letting out accidental whimpers every time his tip hit that sweet spot deep inside you.
It was surprising he still hadn’t woken up but it was better this way.
You just knew you looked so needy and his ego didn’t need to get any bigger.
So you let your moans out and continued using his cock like a dildo, as promised. You felt that too familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach and you couldn’t stop whatsoever.
You chased that feeling and held onto his arm for help while you slammed back into his cock and after one final thrust, you came.
You cried out and held tightly onto his arm while your pussy clenched against him. You shivered as you came and you clapped a hand over your mouth as you finished.
Suddenly though you felt his cock twitching and he came.
Your eyes widened in shock as he let out a sleepy moan and he spilled a load inside you.
You whimpered and tried to keep quiet, hell try to not move too as he whined in his sleep.
Then as if by magic, he stirred then yawned, you whipped your head back to look at him. Right at that moment, he opened his eyes and gasped, “oh god-“
You smiled then sighed, “happy birthday baby.”
“You’re the best.” He sighs and you giggle as he leans forward giving your cheek a kiss.
Then without saying anything else, he grabbed you and moved you until you were straddling him. You laid comfortably on him, hearing his heartbeat go back to normal but still racing just a bit.
“Already a great birthday.” He whispers and you grin, looking up at him, “you haven’t seen anything yet.”
He took that as a challenge so he carried you all the way to the bathroom, turning the warm water on fast before getting in.
Your arms were wrapping around his neck as he got in under the water first. He then moved and it was your turn, it was the perfect temperature.
The warm water eased the pain from your thighs, which were still wrapped around him.
And as if he read your mind, he finally put you down. You smiled and he got in the water but not before his hands playfully smacked your ass.
You chuckled and stepped into the water with him, reaching up to kiss him. He met you halfway and moaned into your mouth, as you tried to ignore his cock hitting your stomach.
“I came inside you?” He asks and you hum, “mhm..”
“Fuck..” he moans, making you whimper.
“It was so hot.” You murmur as he gropes your ass, “It felt like a dream.”
“A very realistic dream.” You hum and he nods.
He then suddenly brought a hand between your legs, “I need you.”
“Let’s clean you up a bit yeah?” He asks, pulling away and you nod slowly.
You spread your legs wide and he helps you bring a leg up while he stuffs two fingers inside you. You moan and hold onto him tightly as he started pumping them in and out of you.
“So messy.” He whispers and you nod, “because of you.”
“We’ve gotta do that more.” He answers, making you quickly nod, “please.”
He chuckles before bringing his fingers up, showing you the mixture of his cum and yours. “Such a messy girl.” He teases, making you pout, “you like messes.”
“No, you’re wrong baby..” he mumbles and you raise an eyebrow.
He suddenly turned you around then pushed you against the wall, sticking your ass out and slammed inside you, making you cry out as you held onto the wall.
You body was pressed against it and his body was behind you, you could feel his chest on your back as well as his mouth close to your ear because of his breath. “I fucking love messes.” He mutters and sticks his fingers into your mouth.
You moaned at the taste of it as he started pounded into you. You made sure you licked every bit of it as his thrusts got rough, very fast.
Your feet were planted on the floor and you only prayed you wouldn’t slip and bust your ass.
But he held onto you tightly with his unoccupied hand and after you sucked every bit of the juices, his fingers came out and he held you firm with both hands.
“Still so fucking tight..” he groans, making you whimper, “Peter-“
“Yeah baby? You like when I tell you these things, don’t you?” He teases in your ear, his voice low.
You cried out and he clearly didn’t like that answer when he smacked your ass, leaving a sting until he massaged it. “Answer me baby.” He whispers and you nodded.
He clicks his tongue and presses onto your stomach, his thrusts becoming harder by the second, your grip barely steady. “I said answer me.” He murmurs and another whimper came out, “I can’t!”
“Yes you can- just like how you’re taking me.. you can tell me how you love when I tell you how good you feel.” He says into your ear and you moan out, “f-fuck!”
“Always so fucking good.” He teases and your walls envelope his cock even more than before.
He groans then chuckles, “I wanna be here all day with you.”
“Then don’t leave-“ you moan out and he groans, “yeah? You want me to stay?”
“Y-Yes- I need you to stay and fuck me all day.” You finally admit and he instantly groans.
“Might just have to baby- fuck you make me feel so good.” He pants and you nod, “please, please do.”
“Fuck baby- you’re gonna make me cum inside you again.” He moans, making you whimper.
Every thrust hit you deep and hard, you were practically seeing stars. You mumbled out, “Good! Mm I want you to.”
“You want me to cum in you again?” He asks, in that tone you love.
“You can cum in me all day baby.” You answer, making him groan.
“Fuck baby- you’ll regret saying that.” He says and you shake your head, “I won’t- I promise, I want you to.. I need you to.”
“Oh baby- fuckkk baby-“ he moans before giving you one deep thrust and cumming.
Your whimpers nearly drowned out his groans as he filled you for the third time on his birthday. You came on his cock once again, somehow harder than before and your legs finally gave up on you but he grabbed you just in time.
He slipped out of you as you dropped onto the floor but he held you and you closed your eyes, relaxing in his arms. Your breathing was all over the place as he held you close, murmuring sweet nothings and praises.
nsfw content — uhm nipples, tits, and riding him... and oh! creampie!
peter has you on his lap, your hands on his broad shoulders as you bounce up and down his cock. he just lets you run your hands all over his body, touching him where you want and how you want. his hands stay on your hips, guiding you as he casually praises you, leaning in for a messy hot kiss before his mouth trails from your jaw down to your chest, planting kisses and hickeys.
the more handsy you get, the deeper your nails trail down his chest. he doesn’t mind. he loves it when you play with his skin. especially when you leave marks all over him.
your hands drift lower, your eyes half-lidded and fixed on his chest. they stay there for a moment before your thumbs suddenly brush over his nipples, causing his whole body to jerk. a sharp gasp escapes his lips.
“oh…” peter’s head falls back in pleasure. you circle one with your fingertip, feeling the hard little nub tighten under your touch. his hips buck involuntarily, driving his cock even deeper. making you both moan at the same time. his grip on your hips tightens. he lifts his head to watch your fingers work his nipples, biting his own bottom lip. “that’s…” he can’t get his words out. he’s breathing harder and harder. he takes a deep breath, exhaling a moan before continuing. “...good… feels good…” his eyebrows crushed together in pleasure.
it’s even worse when you start pinching as you continue to bounce up and down. just your pussy swallowing his cock and your fingers relentless on his sensitive nipples.
peter’s hands slide down your ass, squeezing gently. his head mindlessly tilts to the side as he pulls you closer, your thumbs still working his nipples. his other hand slides up to your waist, drawing you in until your tits are within reach of his mouth.
he leans in, kissing one nipple before sucking on it hard, playing with yours too. you keep bouncing, grinding your tits against his mouth and pinching his nipples every time he bites yours.
he’s getting close. you feel it in the way his hips stutter, the way his mouth goes slack against your breast. the whines that spill from his throat are ragged, almost pathetic. but they’re for you. they’re because of you.
you slow your rhythm just enough to watch his face twist. his eyes squeeze shut, his jaw drops, and a string of half-formed curses falls out between gasps.
“god- don’t stop- please- ”
his hands bruise your hips as he drives up into you, and you match him stroke for stroke, twisting his nipples hard until he cries out. that’s when you feel it. the first hot pulse of his release deep inside you, his whole body shuddering beneath your thighs.
it was always peter playing with yours. but god, he had no idea this was the better option.
SUMMARY - you're ovulating and get the bright idea to please yourself alone. Unfortunately for you, it doesn't escape peter's enhanced senses.
WARNINGS - nsfw, piv, creampie, breeding kink if u squint, scent, whiny peter, masturbating, not proofread (written on a phone in the back of a road trip omg)
You're ovulating, and peter’s been smelling you all day.
Ever since you woke up, your body’s musk has been clinging to the air in the flat, wrecking his heightened senses.
Every breath he took felt like a direct hit, his urges screaming at him while he forced himself to keep his distance, trying to focus on anything else so he wouldn't just drag you to the nearest flat surface.
Now it’s past midnight, and he’s sitting at his desk trying to stitch up a tear in his suit with e.d.i.t.h. guiding him. You figure he needs space to work, so you slip into the bedroom alone, sliding under the sheets.
Except you’re needy, too. The heat between your legs has been throbbing all night, and thinking about how close he is only makes it worse. Your hand slips beneath the waistband of your shorts, fingers sliding into your own slick heat. It starts slow with small circles, your hips tilting subtly into the touch.
Out in the main room, Peter stops dead.
With his enhanced hearing, it’s deafening. The friction of your skin, the soft hitches in your breathing, the slick sounds of you working yourself open, the helpless sigh that slips past your parted lips...
Just like that, the suit is tossed aside.
He stands up from the desk, his frame looming in the doorway. He doesn't make a sound as he walks over. He just stands there in the dim light, watching you. His pupils are blown so wide his eyes look almost black.
When your eyes snap open and you gasp, trying to pull your hand back, he doesn't give you room to hide.
In one motion, he’s crawling over the mattress, his heavy weight settling over you, pinning your wrist above your head before you can even cover yourself.
"What're you doing?" his voice is a low rasp right against your ear.
"I—I thought you were busy," you stammer, squirming under the sheer pressure of his body. "Peter—"
"You're acting like I haven't seen you a million times," he murmurs, his dark gaze burning into yours. "And you're acting like I haven't been smelling you all day. You think I didn't notice?"
He buries his face in the crook of your neck, taking a desperate drag of your scent that sends a shiver straight through his frame. "It's been driving me insane since this morning. And then you come in here and start touching yourself? Right down the hall from me?"
"I was trying to give you space—"
"Don't," he growls softly, his lips dragging across your jaw. "Don't ever give me space when you look like this... smell like this."
His free hand grips your thighs, dragging your shorts and panties down in one impatient pull.
"Look at you," he cooes, his thumb grinding against your swollen clit until youre a gasping mess, arching up into his hand. "So, so wet. All for me, right? Tell me it's for me."
"It's yours—fuck, peter, yes," you gasp, your hips blindly chasing his fingers.
A satisfied look washes over his face, and he yanks his sweatpants out of the way, lining his thick, leaking tip right against your entrance.
He's rubbing himself through your slick until you're arching off the bed with a whimper. "So fucking whiny for me."
"Peter, yes—fuck, please—"
He hooks your legs up, bending your knees over his shoulders, and drives in with one ruthless thrust that folds you nearly in half.
His enhanced strength lets him handle you even more effortlessly, rolling his hips into brutal thrusts that make your eyes roll into the back of your head, your walls gripping tight around his thick cock.
He buries his face in your hair, letting out groans and needy whimpers while he uses your tight, wet cunt as he pleases.
"Fuck—yes, baby, right there—feels so good, fuck—!" His voice stutters over the wet slaps of his skin against yours.
When you feel your climax rushing up on you, your nails dig hard into his back, pleas tumbling out for him to go faster, deeper—anything to take you over. He doesn't hesitate. His hips roll into shorter, punishing hits that push you straight off the precipice, your walls clamping tight around his cock as your orgasm tears through you.
Peter lets out a gasp against your neck as your climax pulls him right with you. His rhythm turns frantic, driving himself into you with desperate thrusts that knock the remaining air from your lungs. He’s whining against your skin now—utterly unraveled by the feeling of you coming around him—begging through broken breaths to just let go.
"Baby—please. Can't— can't hold back anymore, gotta fill you up—"
The moment you sob out his name, he snaps. Peter buries himself as deep as he can go, locking his hands around your hips and holding you flush against himself. A shuddering groan vibrates through his entire frame as his release hits him, his hips twitching helplessly as he floods you with heat, staying buried inside your pulsing warmth until every last drop is spent.
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