Summary: Reader comes with Marty to 1955, while getting ready for the Enchantment Under The Sea Dance, Marty is floored by how gorgeous she is and gets a little carried away.
Warnings: Light SMUT, 18+ MDNI. May have got a little carried away, but nothing too graphic. Oral f!receiving, Marty being a lovesick puppy.
Puppy Love (Light Smut)
The temporary 1955 bedroom was dimmed, with the orange sunset spilling through the blinds. You sat at the old-school vanity doing the finishing touches to your makeup.
Footsteps traipsed up the stairway, before the bedroom door flung open, “Hey babe- ..woah!”
“What? Is it too much?” You worry softly, not feeling used to the pink knee-length dress or the wool cardigan across your chest.
“No, no not at all, baby.” Marty jitters like he usually did when surprised, “You look good.. you’re just so hah.. h-”
“Marty?” You gently place a hand on his shoulder.
“You’re so beautiful.” He practically whimpers, looking more desperate to please than you’d ever seen him.
He placed his head in your lap as you finished the makeup, a little lopsided smile tugged at your boyfriend’s lips. Your hand raked through his hair, causing him to purr subtly, “Mm.. feels good~”
You looked down occasionally to ask if he was okay, which he responded to with a little nod- but this time he spoke up.
“Yeah, fine baby.. just you know when we go back to 1985?” He sheepishly asked.
“Yeah, what about it?”
“Bring this with you..” Marty softly instructed, his hands roaming your torso a little more as well as your legs.
“Okay, okay…” You chuckle softly, your hands equally on him now. Marty slowly stood to until he was level with your face before dancing his lips down your jawline.
With a little hiss, you tilted your head to give him further access.
“Oh god..” Marty groans against your skin. The desperation he clearly was struggling with was too cute to resist as you gently guide him to the bed.
“It’s better here, baby,” you reassured, kissing his tenderly as you lie on the bed, pulling him on top of you by the tie.
He landed with an oof, but quickly resumed kissing at your jaw and neck. All of a sudden, Marty’s hips meet yours as he presses down with need. He began rolling his hips against yours, creating friction between your clothed skin.
“Fuck, baby-” you hiss through your teeth, bunching up the dress around your waist. Your boyfriend eagerly helped, looking like you’d never seen him before.
“We’re gonna be late for the stupid dance,” he murmurs as his lips trail up your inner thighs. “Not that it matters. This is more important right now,”
Your head fell back against the pillow as soon as Marty reached your sweet spot, lapping up like a parched dog. Your face scrunched up in ecstasy as the grip in your partners hair tightened. He welcomed the pressure of your hand, liking the way you ground back into him.
“Keep going,” Marty groans lovingly, “god, you taste amazing.. fuck, (y/n) I’ve missed this…” while his moan was muffled by your thighs, you could hear the sincerity in his voice, and despite how dirty a situation was, Marty was hopelessly in love with you.
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