#1c34

THE TONY HAWK PERFORMANCE

AND HARAJUKU IN THE RAIN

AND PARTY@MYPLACE

IF U AINT DO IT FROM THE HEART THEN WTF U DID IT FOR

"Only put the tip in and she say she can't take it"

You squirmed beneath him, whimpering and whining. Fuck, this was too much. Months of flirting back and forth, friendship turning into something more passionate, he'd been crushing on you for two months now. And this was his chance, not only to show you he was worth all the hype, but to also show you the more than generous growth he kept hidden in his boxers.

But you couldn't take it. You'd huffed and puffed, nails digging into his forearm to hold him back. He slowly ground into you, trying his best to find some sense of friction without crossing your pain threshold.

"Come on, baby... You got it..." He grumbled in your ear, mumbling sweet words as he nearly trembled from holding back. His hot breath against your skin, kissing your neck up and down to ease you into it. He rocks a bit further into you, and you moan out, nails leaving marks all over his arms and shoulders.

"Fuck." He gritted his teeth, your walls clenching around him as if they were purposefully trying to test his patience. He nudges further inside of you, trying to get somewhere after feeling trapped for five minutes now. You wailed, eyebrows furrowing and head tossing back against the pillows under you.

"I- I can't take it! Xav, I'm serious!" You were panting, which honestly felt embarrassing. You couldn't even take the tip. How bad was that? He grunted, slightly frustrated, but he stopped himself from pushing any further.

"Jesus- fuck... mama, I gotta push."

"No, no- wait- give me a second!"

He thrusted into you with a loud guttural moan, and you felt every nerve awaken inside of you. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes, your body in such shock you could only gasp, mouth agape, but no noise able to come out. After a second, tears streamed down your cheeks, and you felt it really sting now. You'd never felt this full in your life before. He shuddered, as if a wave of relief had just washed over him.

"Oh, baby... You almost killed me with that..." He said with a breathless chuckle, and you couldn't even chuckle with him; your chest heaved like crazy. You could practically feel every vein, you had to teach yourself how to breathe again, that's how big he was.

He took notice of your breathlessness and leaned down to kiss your lips gently. He might be inside of you right now, but five seconds ago he thought he'd faint before ever getting this far. He grinned; he couldn't help himself. He remembered lyrics he'd written years ago, which were still true and relevant.

"You can't even take the tip, huh?" He teases. You had just enough fight left inside of you to shove his face away, and he grins even wider.

With a final kiss to your lips, he thrusts further into you, and you squeal in a way you didn't even know you could.

▐ 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐱 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

▐ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 : mentions of guns, mad!reader, slight arguing.

▐ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 : so i had an idea and of course i had to write it out so here’s a little nettspend story, hope u enjoy! 😉

▐ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 536

Gunner had what he called a “minor inconvenience” that escalated into you giving him a full blown lecture.

Or… maybe just an hour long session of him sitting on the edge of the bed with a crooked smile as you pace back and forth around the room, giving away how much he enjoyed the way you yelled at him. Your mind spins while your hands emphasized the frustration erupting, throwing them around while you scold him.

You tried to get it through his incredibly immature brain how his stupid decisions can have stupid consequences. He almost got into a fight tonight after his show, the wannabe thugs waiting outside for him in front of his party bus. They flashed and threatened him with their guns for whatever reason, easily outnumbering Nett.

Of course Gunner being Gunner, he stupidly entertained it, provoking the idiots by keeping his hand hidden in his waistband. It was an obviously move to scare them, ready to pull his glock he always kept on him if they really wanted to play that game.

If it weren’t for his bodyguards who just barely stepped in on time, it would’ve gotten messy real quick.

When he arrived home and told you what happened, following the story up with a, “I had it under control though, you don’t gotta worry.” You went livid.

“Do you understand you could’ve gotten seriously injured?! Or worse—killed!!” You chewed out, speeding across the room.

Gunner sighed, “Ma’…” He called out, but you were far too deep into nagging him about his actions to even hear him.

“Seriously Gunner?! Who in their right mind would do something like th-”

“Y/N!” He snapped, letting out a tired laugh when he finally got your attention—It surprised him how much this whole thing bothered you. Gunner grabs a hold of your wrist to stop your relentless movement and tugs you into the space between his legs.

“I handled it, no?” He said with a smirk, his hands flowing down your body and to your hips, holding them firmly. “You don’t got shit to stress about princess.” He said, his tone lowering, eyes focused only on your lips.

You pout stubbornly, you hated how careless he was—making you worried all the time. You collapse your head onto his shoulder, it was exhausting keeping up with him…like taking care of a badass fucking kid.

“Just relax yeah…?” He whispered into your ear before placing a gentle kiss to it. One of his large cold hands trailing up your shirt, making you shiver.

“It’s hard to relax when you make me worried sick Gun…” You mumble with a smile, holding back a moan as his hands traveled higher and higher.

“I know… m’sorry baby.” He kisses your neck, leaving a few marks in the process. You sigh, eyes fluttering shut as your body effortlessly melts under him, causing you to forget why you were even mad at him in the first place.

“Fuck, you’re so hot when you’re mad though…” He says against your skin, you could practically hear the cheeky grin on his face.

You slap his bicep playfully “Not funny…” you mumble, but the big smile tugging at your lips easily betrays your words.

You swear he’s gonna be the death of you.

a/n: see what i did there with the badass fucking kid? 🌚