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You my paintin', my art installation

ᯓ★ 18+, NSFW, gn reader, weed smoking, very gentle Fez, dick sucking

I just can't stop thinking about how gentle he'd be when getting head.

Today was all drama. Usually it is considering Fezco's customers were a bunch of loud mouth teenagers. But today it was a particular type of annoying. Him going into it would just irritate him more. But he knew exactly what- well who would make him feel better.

He stepped inside, looking around. He slipped into the bedroom finding you laid across the bed in the calming string lights hung around the room. The smoke from the joint between your lips catching the light, your face, making you look like a goddamn angel. He kicked off his shoes before sitting down next to you. "You gonna share or keep it all to yourself, baby doll?"

You gave him a playful eye roll. "Mmm, fine." You took one last hit before handing the joint over to him. But before he brought it to his mouth he leaned over and kissed you. "Missed you real bad today." He said quietly, taking a hit of the joint and running his fingers over your arm. He blew out the smoke and grabbed your hand.

He thought for a second, staring at the ceiling where you had stuck those cheap novelty glow stars. You looked up at him wondering why he suddenly quiet. "Penny for your thoughts." You asked. He looked down at you with a soft smile on his face. "Thinking about you.. 'bout you doing certain things."

Fezco would never outright ask for head. He knew you wouldn't care. You two have been dating since high school. But he doesn't ever feel like it's a nice thing to do. Sure you ask for head all the time, but more than less he's just the one going for it. He can practically tell when you're thinking about his mouth between your legs at this point.

"What kind of things?" You asked quietly. Slowly sitting up next to him. "Promise you won't think I'm a perv?" He raised a brow. "Fez, you carry a naked Polaroid of me around in your wallet. Nothin' is gonna make you more of a perv." You said it so bluntly it almost made him blush. Obviously when he took it he asked you a million times if he could keep it in his wallet. Even if you kept saying yes he was still hesitant about having the damn picture in there.

He playfully poked your chest. "Damn, got me there." He took another hit of the joint, ready to just spit it out. "I was thinking about your mouth around me. How your pretty eyes look through your lashes." You didn't say anything. You slid off the bed to sit on your knees. Patting the bed in front of you. "Then pull it out already." Fuck how'd he get so lucky with you.

He got to the edge of the bed and undid his jeans. After a second he decided they were too in the way and just pulled them off. His dick was hard between his legs. If it was possible it would've gotten harder just by seeing you sit there. "You sure you wanna do this? I never wanna make you do-" Your hand slapped his thigh. "I want to." "Fine fine."

He chuckled, his hands cradling the back of your head. His breath hitched and his face instantly softened the second the tip of his dick was in your mouth. "Mmm, you always feel so good." He mumbled, hands tightening in your hair. He watched you take more of him in your mouth. "God, you look so good."

After a few seconds he leaned back in one of his hands. His other hand still guiding your head, tugging your head back every time he thought you might gag. He knew you chose to do this. But he also knew he couldn't enjoy it if you weren't. "Don't stop, angel. You get me off and I'll do anything you ask, any position you want." He smirked, a quiet groan falling from his lips.

You swallowed around him and his head fell back, his eyes fluttering shut. You were always so damn good to him. Sometimes he felt like he didn't deserve. But it was moments like this where he knew you loved him. The way you looked at him like he was the stars. The way your hands were holding his hips.

He ran his fingers through your hair. Suddenly he loudly gasped and pulled your head back. "I don't wanna come in your mouth." You rolled your eyes. "I want you too." He looked at you for a second but the decision was made when you took his cock back in your mouth. It didn't take much. Just a few swipes of your tongue and you swallowing around him had him finishing down your throat.

You pulled back and Fez looked down at you, softly smiling. He pulled you back onto the bed. Kissing all over your face. "You did so good, angel. Looking like a damn piece of artwork down on your knees." He said softly, hands rubbing your hips. "Now tell me, how do you want it? I'm down for anything, anyway."

Tired Talks: Should I just start a Fezco blog, all my requests are Fezco. Would ya'll like that? Another question, anyone have any dividers with Fezco vibes👀

Psss my requests are open ;].. or just yap