#femme reader

▪︎ Feral!Ellie who insists on spraying your perfume and body spray all over her clothes and bed and room and everywhere she can when you stay over so that she can smell you forever

▪︎ Feral!Ellie who doesn't even care that Dina and Jesse make fun of her for being a 'simp'. She will hold your hand and she will kiss you and she will tie your shoelaces for you. She doesn't give a fuck that they're watching, she's practically on her knees for you at every moment

▪︎ Feral!Ellie who begs. She'll do anything you want her to do with the simplest bat of your eyelashes, but if she wants anything, she's got to ask nicely

▪︎ Feral!Ellie who tells you to wear your sluttiest fits to parties and clubs because she likes showing off her beautiful, gorgeous, hot girlfriend (she doesn't care who looks, she'll absolutely deck them)

▪︎ Feral!Ellie who tries not to get jealous, but whenever you smile at someone for a little too long, or look at somebody while you're walking around together, or laugh at somebody's joke she feels her stomach knot and her heart clench

▪︎ Feral!Ellie who likes to fuck you in missionary when you make her feel jealous, just so she can see your gorgeous face and the expressions you make when she's so deep inside you that all you can possibly think about is her

▪︎ Feral!Ellie who loves kissing you in front of your ex Abby. She wants to show everyone that you're hers and that nothing is going to change that fact

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The sound of the battering rain against the windows woke Sophia from her sleep, the rough winds and rattling windows making the Filipina groan. She glanced around the room, the lack of sunlight telling her that it is not quite morning yet and she should probably go back to sleep as she has rehearsal tomorrow morning, but how could she, when her eyes had landed on her favorite sight in the world.

You, laying peacefully asleep, and stretched out around her cock. Sophia breathed a deep breath and closed her eyes momentarily, the feeling of sleep being wiped from her body as the realization of still being buried to the hilt inside you hit her square in the face, and the memories from last night filled her mind.

The groan she let out was animalistic, the way you looked so innocent, so comfortable whilst being stuffed full made her harden instantly, her grip on your hips growing tighter as she tried to control herself.

The Filipina's head fell onto the back of your neck, resting there and inhaling your scent, the act making her groan quietly. Because all Sophia could smell was herself. Her own scent covers your body, marking you as hers to anyone that could possibly walk past you.

The thought made her painfully hard.

You had talked about her waking you up with sex before and you had seemed okay with it so, being the good girlfriend that she is, (and being impossibly horny), Sophia decided to take you up on the offer.

She started slowly, moving her hips at a snail's pace so as to not wake you too early on in her game, making a pace that she was comfortable with before moving her hands up to grope at your chest, pinching your nipples between her thumb and forefinger and pulling gently.

Sophia had to bite her lip when she felt your hips back into her own, sounds threatening to slip past that she didn't want. Her shift in position made the Filipina move faster, the feeling of your slick now spurring her on even more as a feeling of smugness filled her body, knowing that you want her even in your sleep made all logic fly out the window.

The sound of Sophia's panting filled the room, her free hand moved to move your hair from the back of your neck so she had room to nibble gently on top of your gland, relishing in the fact it makes you shiver every single time. She could feel your body tightening around her, the shiver in your thigh, the way you clench around her. She knew you were close and she knew that you felt it too.

A muffled whimper escaped your lips as you pushed your head further into the pillow, sleep slowly fading as the sensations you know too well washed over your body. “F-fia?” The word was almost inaudible, the feeling of being filled so well knocking the air out of your lungs.

“M-morning sweetheart” the Filipina pulled you closer, your back now glued to her front as she continued to plow into you. She could feel her knot starting to swell, the rapid feeling making her shiver and pull you impossibly closer “you feel that? You want it?”

The soft rasp of her morning voice made you shiver, the way she always sounded so comforting even as she ruined you truly made you need it more; the words, however dirty they may be always sound angelic coming from her lips “yes- oh God yes fia please I need it I need it- cum in me please god I need it” the quiet pleas almost sounded pathetic, the raw need in your voice making the girl weak in the knees

But Sophia is not one to say no to her omega. her hips picked up in pace and the sound of skin slapping skin filled the room, her knot swelling impossibly more and nudging at your entrance with every thrust “you need it huh? You need me to fill you up? Need me to fill you syota?” each question was drowned out in your ears, nothing registering anymore except the to have Sophia, and all of her.

The words got lost in your mouth as Sophia's knot popped inside you, the feeling of getting filled to the brim making your vision go black as a loud whine escaped your lips as your orgasm crashed over you . “That's it, f-fuck that's it..deep breath you can take it” Sophia murmed into your ear as she relaxed against you, hands wrapping around your waist as you lock together.

The stretch was big. The feeling of her emptying herself inside of you, filling you to the brim and leaving your stomach looking two months pregnant, absolute bliss. “mm morning to you too” there was a pause of silence before Sophia started to chuckle, pressing kisses to the column of your neck and down your shoulder blades “morning sweetheart, sorry I woke you”

“No no, it's okay..nice way to wake up”

~♡~

A month had passed since your new neighbour had moved in now. Summer was starting to wane as yellowing leaves were slowly falling to grass, dry from the incessant heat. You found yourself dressing up just to take the garbage out or go on a walk in the hopes he would catch a glimpse of you and become smitten. This morning, however, you sat at your dining room table eating breakfast with your parents when your mom piped up. “You know, there haven't been any visitors next door all month? It must be so hard to not have a close family at his age…” You perked up at this. No visitors all month? Does that mean? No… that can’t be…

That's when you had a perfect idea: you’d bake him a cake! The perfect neighbourly gesture! You voiced your idea to your parents and were met with praise and enthusiasm. Their bar for you really was low with this being your second “gap year” since you’d graduated high school, but you couldn’t be bothered by that right now. You got in the kitchen as soon as you finished eating. You decided to make a vanilla cake decorated with whipped cream and sliced fruit. Who doesn’t love something so safe? You were working into the afternoon, only taking a break to shower and do your makeup while the cake layers cooled. When you had finally finished getting beautiful, you returned to the kitchen to assemble the cake with no hiccups.

You viewed the result of your hard work and decided you were satisfied. You grabbed your phone and the cake plate before exiting your house and approaching the one next door. It was big, well, big for a residential neighbourhood at least. You noticed flowers planted in the front garden that you couldn’t quite recognize but thought were quite beautiful. You felt your stomach fluttering from nerves as you stood at the front entrance but found the courage to knock gently on the door. You waited. Ten seconds…thirty seconds… Was he even home? You finally thought to press the doorbell, but just as you did, the door opened to your tired looking, but very handsome, neighbour. “What?” He sounded like he was annoyed at the interruption, but you pressed on.

“Hi, your name is Zandik, right? I um… I baked you a cake…” You tried to sound confident, but the feeling of his gaze set on you only furthered your nerves. He looked at the cake as if he hadn’t noticed it at first, and he tilted his head before meeting your gaze once more.

“Why?” He didn’t seem upset anymore, just confused.

“Um…I live next door, and I thought I should do something nice?” You were sure that he was going to send you away at this point. Instead, he sighed, looked you up and down, and spoke.

“Are your parents the ones who keep staring at my house from their porch?”

Oh God, why was this going so terribly?

“Um…probably…yes…” He sighed again and seemed to think something over for a moment.

“Would you like some tea?” He sounded far less annoyed now, possibly even amused? You nodded.

“Yes, please.” You tried not to sound too excited but couldn’t hide your smile. He motioned for you to enter, and you did, closing the door behind you and removing your shoes. You followed him into his living room and took in the decor.

“Do you like it here so far?” you said, hoping to ease your nerves.

“It’s nice.” He didn’t seem disinterested, he just seemed to think that was the best description.

“Why did you move?” You continued to prod, hoping you’d get an answer to the question that had been plaguing you all day.

“I got a new job here.” The short answers were annoying but maybe that means you could slip in your question without him getting upset.

“Has your wife not moved here yet…?” he looked at you for a second with a half smile on his lips.

“I don’t have a wife; we divorced. I’ve been single for a while. Feel free to take a seat.” He motioned to the two couches in the living room before taking the cake from your hands. You perched on the closest couch trying not to seem too excited by what you’d just learned. He wasn’t married and he’s single? This couldn’t have turned out better. He vanished into the kitchen, leaving you to daydream. You couldn’t help but wonder if he found you attractive. You supposed that you were younger than him, but guys date younger girls all the time…right?

Eventually he returns with two cups of tea and places them next to each other on the coffee table in front of you. He disappeared again but only for a moment this time, returning with two slices of cake. He placed the plates by the tea and sat down next to you, making your stomach explode with butterflies.

“What made you decide to bring me something so sweet?” He smiled at you softly, and you blushed.

“I just thought that you were lonely because my parents said that you live alone. I’ve seen you around and I figured that it couldn’t hurt to say hi.” He chuckled at your statement.

“So… you’re just saying hi?” He tilted his head again, still smiling.

“What else would I be doing?” You tried to sound innocent but the short skirt and small top you were wearing made him raise an eyebrow.

“Does your boyfriend like you going over to see other men dressed so pretty?” He reached out a hand to rest on your bare thigh, slowly moving his thumb in circles. You were starting to think he might have a similar idea to yours. Was this actually happening? Were you really going to try to lose your virginity to your neighbor of all people? You know what? Yes. Yes, you were.

“I don't have a boyfriend…” You didn’t feel the need to add that you’d never actually had a boyfriend at all. He reached a hand to your chin and tilted your face up towards his.

“Is that so?” His face was inching slowly towards yours. “I guess that you wouldn’t mind keeping me company for a while then? Hm?” All you could do was nod your head before his lips were on yours. You kissed back, reaching your hands to tangle in his hair. The feeling of being kissed was all you had hoped it would be and more. You felt an encompassing warmth and leaned into it. His lips started trailing down your jaw before he grabbed hold of your hips and pulled you to straddle his lap, facing him. He continued kissing down your neck until he nipped at your skin, leaving his tongue over it and sucking on the spot, making a small moan escape your lips. He repeated the process a few times, leaving three rather prominent hickies on your neck, unbeknownst to you.

He pulled his lips away and reached his hands up to pull your shirt up over your head, tossing it somewhere in the room and revealing your lacy bra. He reached a hand behind you and undid the clasp shockingly quick. He removed it and tossed it away before stopping to stare at your pretty tits. A look of concern crossed his face before he spoke. “How old are you, Pet?” He asks this now? Your tits are literally in his face, and now he decides to check?

“I’m twenty… is that ok?” You looked at him, hoping he would be alright with it, and he smiled reassuringly.

“Of course, Pet. I just didn’t think to ask.” Without another word, he brought his hand and his mouth to your tits. He had his mouth biting and licking one, while he made sure not to forget to twist and touch the other. You couldn’t help the reaction that you were having. You’d never felt something so *good before. You let sounds spill from your lips, unable to withhold them, your back arching into the touch, moaning when you felt something hard in his pants. He couldn’t be happier that you were so sensitive. You felt his free hand begin to run up your thigh and between your legs. He gently moved your panties out of the way and started to rub your clit. You let out a high pitched curse as he slowly increased his speed. You pushed your hips against his fingers, starting to grind down on them as they moved. He chuckled as you whined.

You kept moving your hips, desperate to keep feeling the stimulation, and he was happy to oblige. You felt your control of your hips start to falter as you humped your neighbours fingers, needing to reach your end. Finally, you felt an explosion of euphoria as you came for the first time from someone else. You let out lascivious moans and rode out the feeling on his fingers as he guided you gently through it.

You were breathing heavily as the remnants of your orgasm faded, and you were brought back down to earth. Zandik chuckled at you. “Was that somehow your first orgasm?” He tilted his head and stared at you.

“Not my first orgasm, just my first one with another person… I’m a virgin.” You wanted to hide out of embarrassment. There were girls your age having babies, and you were only just having sex for the first time.

“Well, we can fix that, if you’d like.” He gently touched your cheek. “Get on your knees.” He didn’t leave much room for argument, and you couldn’t help but feel giddy. You stood, although very shakily, your legs being sapped of their strength. But you listened and did as he said. You were in front of him, his legs spread and his hand tangled in your hair now, waiting. “Well, are you going to take it out?” You blushed but did as he said. You undid the button and zipper on his black pants and pulled down the front of his underwear. His cock was already hard, and you couldn’t take your eyes off of it. You’d never seen one in real life before. You didn’t expect it to be so… big. You were pretty sure you couldn’t get the whole thing inside you, let alone in your mouth.

Before you had much time to think, he had one hand now firmly gripping you by your hair and one hand holding his pretty cock. He brought your lips to his tip before tracing them, smearing your pink lipgloss on his cock. “No teeth, okay, Pet?” You nodded in response, and he brought your mouth down on his cock. You were nervous you’d somehow hurt him with your teeth, but you tried to relax as he filled your mouth. He quickly hit the back of your throat, making you gag. He brought you up to the tip and back down again, but this time, he pushed you down further starting to push past the resistance in your throat. Your hands flew to his thighs in surprise as you breathed through your nose the best that you could. He pushed you down until your nose was pressed to his stomach. The only way you could describe the feeling was that he was down your throat. You were realizing two things: you had never had anything down your throat before, and that this, although unnatural, turned you on so fucking much.

He let you adjust to the feeling for a moment before lifting you off him enough that he could start thrusting into your tight throat. “God, you feel so good.” You could feel your brain turning off with the feeling of him fucking your mouth. Drool was already dripping from your lips and your eyes were watering from the strange sensations. The noises, however, were making you push your thighs together. The sounds your throat was making as he fucked it sounded straight out of a porno, and although you were mortified and a bit pained by the feeling, his moans and grunts were enough to have wetness start pooling between your thighs.

He continued without pause. You had no idea how long he had been going for and could barely form a thought beyond what to do with your tongue. He was using you like a toy and god, you absolutely loved it. Eventually, you felt him start to speed up before all of a sudden you were pushed to the base of his cock once again as you felt something salty and bitter filling your throat. The suddenness of his movement and the unpleasant taste forced a small abrupt of bile to rise into your mouth and your throat to constrict, making him curse. After a second he pulled you off of his cock. He released your hair as you sputtered and coughed. He reached for some tissues and wiped his cock clean, before he politely grabbed a new one and wiped around your mouth. Now that you were a little more composed and comfortable, you had only one thought on your mind. You needed him to fuck you. All you could think to do was stare at him with pleading eyes.

He held back a laugh, you were so cute with your makeup ruined and cum on your lips. “What do you want, Pet? Say it.” He reached down and held your chin, tilting your face up as he leaned in closer.

“Can you fuck me? Please, Daddy?” He laughed. You wanted to shrivel. Why had you risked calling him that? You were so stupid! “I’m sorry…”

“No, don’t be, it’s cute. You’re just so stupid and sexy. I can’t wait to fill you up, Princess.” You know what? You could die happy if he fucked you. He stood and reached down to pick you up and throw you over his shoulder. You were squirming round, not sure how to get comfortable at the awkward angle, but before you could find a comfy position, you felt his hand come down on your ass and you yelped. “Stop moving.” He continued through the house and up some stairs until you were entering a bedroom. It was dark as if the curtains were drawn but there was the warm glow of a lamp softly illuminating the room. He dropped you down onto the bed on your back before turning around to close the door. He turned around and began to take off garments of clothing one by one. His top was unbuttoned, his pants were discarded and his underwear tossed somewhere out of view.

He climbed onto the bed and pulled off your skirt and panties in one pull, throwing them to the floor. He let his eyes wander over your pretty body as his hands found purchase, one at your neck and one starting to push two fingers into your hole. He squeezed your neck experimentally and you moaned softly, making him smile. He squeezed harder and pushed two fingers inside of you, moving them in and out. You felt blissed out and thoughtless. He continued fingering you, adding a third and working to get you close. You felt yourself start to approach an orgasm after a few minutes, starting to move your hips in time with his fingers. Noticing this, he stopped and pulled his fingers away before you could cum.

He released his hold on your throat and rolled you on your stomach, hauling your hips up so that your ass was in the air. He pulled his arm back and landed a hard spank on your ass, making you cry out. You could hear a light chuckle behind you, and let out a whine in response. Suddenly, you felt something hard run from your clit to your hole before starting to push inside with no warning. He shushed your whines and pet your hair as he pushed deeper and deeper inside of you. “That’s it, good girl. You feel so good for Daddy.” You let out a moan when you finally felt his hips pressing against your ass as he bottomed out inside of you. “Gooood, Pet. So fucking tight.” You felt full to your limit. You didn’t know something could go that deep inside of you and god did it feel amazing.

After letting you adjust for a moment he braced a hand on the headboard and started fucking you fast and so deep. You felt like he was pounding you like a toy. He was completely lost in the feeling of your pussy, and he absolutely adored it. He had no idea what he’d done to be sent a pretty, younger woman by the universe, but he was not going to complain. He was going to fuck you as much as you would let him.

He landed another slap on your ass and felt you tighten around him, giving him a wonderful idea. He reached down to pull you up against him, hooking an arm under one of yours and wrapping his hand around your throat and squeezing. You moaned and he felt you tighten. “You’re so fucking sexy. I can’t believe you’re letting a stranger fuck you like this.” You whined and could only enjoy what he was giving you.

Before too long he let you drop back down to the mattress and started fucking you faster and harder. The feeling was too much, and you felt your orgasm crash into you making your back arch and your vision flash white. He kept fucking you through your orgasm, the spasming of your pussy eventually pushing him over the edge as well. You felt his warm cum spill into you as he pushed his cock in and out, slowing down gradually until he stilled. You both just laid there for a moment until he pulled out of you gently and flopped onto the bed beside you.

“Feel good, Baby?” You blushed, but turned to look at him and nodded. He smiled at you and stood up from the bed before rummaging through his nightstand and handing you a pill and a water bottle. “Take this or you’ll probably get pregnant.” You took the pill without question, and he petted your hair. “Would you like some cake and tea after we clean up?” You nodded, feeling like it was still too hard to form words. He smiled at you, and scooped you off the bed, heading towards the bath.

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He clicks his tongue as he steps closer, so close you can feel the press of his arousal against your ass. 

"Our little game of hide and seek is over." He rasped. He doesn't touch you yet. 

"Run." The command is a low vibration you can feel more than you can hear.

Then you run, an exhilarated smile on your face as your heart races and your breath picks up. He doesn't chase, you can hear every single slow step on the hardwood floor. He's savoring this.

"There you go, sweetheart. Keep running." His voice is laced with a predatory amusement, but you can hear the strain underneath. He feels it too, the absolute thrill of the hunt. Of knowing he will catch you, and he'll ravage you beautifully. 

You keep running, before settling under the bed. You take steadying breaths and will your heart rate to calm down. He'll find you regardless, but maybe it'll give you a chance to last longer.

You can hear the faint sounds of his boots making their way towards you, the sound of his suit creaking ever so slightly. You knew he had a bad day at work and this, you, were his favorite way to decompress. 

"You know darlin', I can practically taste how wet you are for me already. Probably clenchin' those perfect thighs together thinkin' about me between them." He stops walking, you can hear the slide of his hardness being released from his pants and his gloved hand wrapping around it. "Do me a favor and rub those tits for me, nice and slow like I showed you before." 

Before you can even process it, your hands move. Sliding under your sleep shirt and rubbing your perked nipples just how he asked. He takes a few more slow steps.

"That's my girl... My good girl." His hand strokes faster, you can hear the creaking of his suit as he thrusts into his hand. "A damn shame your mouth isn't wrapped around me instead. I should change that don't you think?" His steps get closer, the speed picking up but you're too engrossed in the thoughts to notice. 

Until his large hands wrap around your ankles, pulling until you're lying face up with him standing over you. His hard, leaking cock is the first thing you see. 

His voice is a low, rumbling sound that makes your thighs clench. "There she is..." He starts stroking himself again, right over you with his gold-flecked green eyes looking down at you. "My beautiful little toy. Gonna be good tonight?" This is a test and you both know it. He doesn't want easy, he doesn't want a pretty little doll who listens to every word he says. So you shake your head, you try to run again but then it dawns on you. He's blocking the one way out of the room, you're trapped and the cornered look in your eyes is everything he needs to know. 

He laughs, a deep amused rumble that ignites that tight feeling in your belly, but he doesn't move to grab you. Not yet. Instead, he looks right into your eyes and strokes faster. A low groan emanating from his large form.

He tilts his head. "Love when you do that thing, that scared little pet routine, as if you're not drippin'. Take your clothes off. Now." And you do. You pathetically listen, your eyes locked onto his as you peel off your sleep clothes and your underwear. His eyes graze over your newly-exposed skin like a physical touch, lingering on your breasts before sliding downward towards your closed thighs. He strokes faster.

"Open." His command is final, the sound of his husky aroused voice makes your legs fall open almost immediately. The cold air can't compete with the warmth of his gaze, hot and heavy. He growls, not grunts, not groans. Growls and licks his lips slowly. 

"Spread yourself, darlin'. Let me see the mess you made just for me." He smirks, that arrogant confident smirk that sends a new wave of heat down to your core. That smirk that tells you he has you exactly where he wants you, that you're his and you both know it.

Your hands move slowly, spreading yourself for him and even you can feel the slick that's made its way across your thighs and lips. You can see the way his breath hitches, a small crack in the supposed control he always carries himself with. 

"Fuck me... You're soakin' baby." He takes a step closer. "So fuckin' ready for me..." He takes another, his eyes locked onto the wetness pooling. "Most beautiful thing I've ever fuckin' seen." He moves quickly, your eyes locked onto him as he picks you up from the floor with an effortless motion that speaks of his brutal strength. You don't fight him, even as he throws you down onto the bed.

“Goddamn… I missed you.” He cages you in on the bed, his large hand coming up to tilt your head back. He leans in until your lips are almost touching. “Look at that pretty fuckin’ face…” He finally closes the distance, his lips crashing against yours in a breathtakingly passionate kiss. His teeth sinking into your bottom lip before his tongue slips against yours, there's no need to fight him anymore. You're right where you want to be and he knows it. 

His other hand slips down, cupping your breast with a gentleness that defies the heat of the kiss as his thumb flicks over your hardened nipple. A sharp intake of your breath is swallowed by his mouth and he responds with a guttural groan that vibrates right through you. His hand travels lower, the pace agonizingly slow. A whimper falls from your parted lips before you can stop it and his hand pauses. He pulls back just enough to speak, his forehead pressed against yours. 

“What? Beggin’ already?” His tone is the perfect taunt, sending a fresh pool of wetness to your heat. He makes a sound almost like a chuckle. “You're a desperate little slut, all worked up and I haven't even done anythin’.” He pulls back and the loss of his warmth is immediate in the large room. Another whimper slips out and his head tilts, a filthy predatory grin spreads across his face. 

“You want it that bad, huh?” He shakes his head but his eyes never leave yours. “Un-fuckin’-believable.” He doesn't move closer again, instead he slides his gloves off and flexes his fingers. His tone drops to an almost annoyed rumble.

“I'm over here bein’ all sweet and you're rushin’ me?” He lets out a sound that could almost be a laugh if he wasn't so visibly frustrated. He leans in, not close enough to touch you just yet but enough for you to feel his cock pressing against your thigh. “You want it that bad, okay. I'll fuckin’ give you somethin’.” And you almost smile, until you feel his hand moving towards your wetness. 

He slips two fingers in without warning, without a warm-up, and a sharp gasp leaves your lips. He doesn't give you time to adjust, setting a pace that makes your back arch off the bed. His voice is a growl by your ear, his warm breath drifting along the shell of it.

“I come home… frustrated as hell… and you have the damn nerve to fight me? Whimper at me? Right as I'm about to give you what the fuck you want?” He curls his fingers inside you, hitting that spot that makes you see stars. “You're just a desperate little thing, ain't you?” His thumb rubs circles along your clit with an expert touch, he already knows your body too well. The coil in your belly tightens. 

“Don't stop beggin’ now doll, I’m already listening.” He leans down and wraps his lips around one of your nipples, his tongue flicking over the stiff peak before he sucks. Hard. Just the way you like it. 

Your voice comes out as a desperate pathetic whimper, “Please… Please sir… Let me cum…” He chuckles against your skin, his other hand coming up to brush against your other nipple as he speeds up the movements within you and applies just the right amount of pressure to your clit to take you right over the edge. 

“Let go, baby. I've got you.” He says into the sensitive skin of your breast, and you listen. The climax hits you in waves that make your vision go black for a second but he doesn't stop, he keeps moving until the trembles slow down. “That's my girl… My perfect fuckin’ girl.” 

Before you can fully catch your breath, he's lining himself up with your aching hole. One of his hands comes up to hold the nape of your neck, tangling gently in your hair. You can't take your eyes off of him, even as he smiles in that annoyingly perfect way. Even as he slowly slides himself into you with a deep, primal groan. 

“Fuck… Waited all damn day for this, for your tight fuckin’ pussy.” His eyes close for a second, he takes in a strained breath as he glides in deeper. The stretch is a welcomed and familiar pain. “Goddamn, I’ll never get used to this.” He buries himself fully into you and his eyes open again. His hand on your neck tightens, not enough to hurt but to ground himself. 

“My perfect fuckin' girl… Say it.” He rasps out as his eyes lock onto yours, the intensity making you throb around him. 

“I-I'm yours.” You manage to breathlessly squeak out between moans and whimpers. He slides himself out until only the broad tip is in you before slamming back in with a low deep groan. 

“Damn fuckin' right you are, all mine.” He grunts out, sweat beading on his forehead as he sets a brutal pace, every thrust pulling the air from your lungs. His hand on your hip tightening with the pressure of keeping control, the sound of skin slapping against skin mixes with the desperate sounds falling from your swollen, parted lips like a sinful symphony. 

“That’s it baby, take it… Take it all.” He lifts your hips, angling himself to hit that soft spongy part that makes the pressure in your core peak. Your hands that were clinging onto his shoulders tighten, your nails digging into his skin as you feel the distinct warm gushes and the pressure subsides. He chuckles.

“Makin’ such a mess for me, my good fuckin’ girl.” He slows down, but only to flip you over onto your hands and knees. His hands gripping the supple skin of your ass in a way that's both possessive and reverent before he slams back into you with a strained growl. The position makes the fullness even more apparent, his thick length practically kissing your cervix. He moves faster than before, the new angle allowing him to chase his own release.

“Fuck, doll… ‘m not gonna last long, not with you grippin’ me like this…” His large calloused hands grip your waist tightly, his breathing is ragged and strained with the need to wait for you to get close again. His thrusts become less consistent, taken over by the overwhelming need to fill you up. 

“Gonna fill you up nice and good, show you how much I needed this.” One of his hands slides between your legs, finding your clit with precision and applying the perfect amount of circular pressure.

“C’mon doll, gimme another one.” The combined sensations of his thickness slamming inside of you, his focused attack on your clit, and the pain from his grip on your waist brings you deliciously close to another climax. Your walls flutter around him. 

“Fuck… That's it darlin', come with me.” His thrusts speed up as he continues that same pressure on your sensitive bundle, his groans getting more unfiltered and betraying how close he is to losing control. 

“I-I'm gonna-” You can barely scream out the warning before your walls clench rhythmically and violently around him, your back arching further into the bed as your hands grasp at the sheets. His hips stutter with a low, animalistic growl that turns to a roar. He thrusts deep and spills himself inside of you, hot, thick, and seemingly never ending as your eyes flutter shut. He rolls you both over, keeping himself inside of you, so he's spooning you as he catches his breath. One arm is under your head and the other is rubbing gentle circles on your bare stomach, his release spilling out onto your thighs as you feel him still twitching inside.

“Goddamn… I missed you so much, doll.” He manages to rasp out before pressing a lingering kiss to the top of your head. 

“Best fuckin’ game of hide and seek in my life.” 

a/n: hope you liked it! :3 my first time actually posting my writing.