#higher ground

18+mdni, based on this request!!

scott barringer x reader

"it's wonderful." you smiled sweetly at your boyfriend, SCOTT BARRINGER, as he stood proudly in front of a picnic blanket displaying food and flowers. he was clearly over the moon in seeing your happiness at what setup he had created, though he wouldn't show it outwardly. you press a chaste kiss on his lips, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"wanted to do somethin' special for your birthday." he motions again to the setup, placed on a clearing of grass and wildflowers. the sun had just begun setting, casting an orange glow over the field.

"well it's absolutely that." you sit down, pouring a glass of wine, cheap for sure, you know scott knows nothing about wine- but he tried anyways. he sits down behind you, pulling you into his lap. his head rests on top of yours, his arms coming around your middle. you relax into him, watching the scenery in front of you, the sun slowly setting, the lazy breeze that occasionally drifted the flowers.

scott, after some time, starts to press soft kisses against your neck and under your earlobe. you hum at the sudden increase in intimacy and he continues, his hands starting to wander down your hips to steady on both your inner thighs.

"in the field scotty?" you whisper, but you already know his answer, especially at this rate.

"lemme fuck you and make what i'm looking at even better." he nips your earlobe, before his hand disappears under your white linen dress, one that truly did not stand a chance tonight. he palms your clit on the outside of your lace panties, before giving you a push forward onto your knees. you lean forward, arching your hips upward towards him. he presses a kiss on your still clothed pussy, before slipping it to the side and running a finger along your slit, which was now becoming increasingly wetter.

you can almost see his boyish grin as he gives a playful slap on your ass before his cock is pressing against your entrance, eliciting a moan from you. your wine, food, anything else on that blanket is long forgotten as he pushes in, burying himself deep into you. he pauses when he bottoms out to adjust, a hand on your hip, another buried in your hair.

"happy birthday baby." he murmurs, before his pace becomes something that could put you in a coma, something that has your eyes rolling back and barely able to catch a breath. there's something ironically meaningful in the filthy things coming from his mouth in contrast with the stunning scenery in front of you.

"mmm... atta girl. take it." another slap on your ass, a squeeze, before he reaches around to roll your nipple between his thumb.

"scott... m'gonna cum!" the pressure in the position had finally broken the dam, you could feel it crashing onto you.

"yes baby, cum for me. you're dripping." his voice is soaked in lust, his strokes becoming uneven, any rhythm lost. you can tell he's holding back, waiting for you to finish before he releases, he wants to feel you squeeze him as his final stroke. it happens one moment after another, it rocks through you, a shudder making you grip the blanket. his grip on you becomes intense, his movement stuttering before he's pulling out and painting your back and ass with his cum.

you drop to your stomach, as he blots your back with napkins from the basket.

"i should take you on scenic trips more often, hm?"

HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN as Scott Barringer

And it was a great event! After all the lies and bullshit and incomprehendible speeches of the last year and a half, what a pleasure it was to hear the intelligence, wisdom and grace of Barack and Michelle Obama!

And I’ll just way one more thing: