warnings: fem!dom!reader, sub!ethan, really both the reader and ethan are switches, dirty talk, mommy kink, bratty? ethan, breeding kink oops, unprotected sex (don't do thisss), cum play, fingers mmmm
CURRENTLY THINKING ABOUT making ethan read aloud.
to most college students the question "do you wanna come over and study?" is code for "do you wanna come over and hookup?" not to ethan apparently, because even though you've been dating for six months, he still didn't pick up on the implied actions of the night.
"baby, how much longer are you going to be reading for?" you whine, rolling from your stomach to your back.
"i thought you wanted to study?" he scoffs, looking over the top of his book at you. you groan and flip to your side to face him.
"you know that studying is code for sex right?" you raise your eyebrows at him expectantly.
"well i don't care, i actually need to study for this econ exam." you roll your eyes, already bored with his studious behavior. you lay around for a few minutes just listening to him breathe before an idea pops into your head.
"fine, i guess ill just have to find something else to do." you say as you brush your hand over his dick. he eyes you carefully but turns his attention back to the book, chalking your actions up to petty teasing. even though he is getting hard he doesn't let his mind stray from the book. until he feels your hand undo his zipper to palm him over his boxers.
"what are you doing?" he asks shortly, already annoyed.
"occupying myself since you won't." he keeps reading out of spite, expecting you to break and beg him to fuck you. you love having power over him though, wanting to see how long it'll take for him to break and put you in your place, but you don't want him to be in control this time. he's doing good at avoiding your advances until your hand slides under the band of his boxers and grabs his bare dick.
his eyes flutter shut, and he mutters a "fuck" under his breath. he tries to relocate his eyes on the book to prove you wrong but every time he gets refocused you pull a new move, like putting your unoccupied hand down your own pants. he looks at you bewildered, you've never done anything like this before, but he is not opposed. "baby, what are you doing?" he questions, seeking some sort of explanation.
"just keep reading." you say, almost as an order, and he listens. your stroking stops abruptly, and he lets out a whine. "out loud." he squeezes his eyes shut before reopening them and finding his place.
"Unexpected inflation will tend to h-hurt those whose money received, in terms...terms of wages and interest payments... does not rise with inflation. In contrast, inflation can help those who owe money that they can pay in less valuable, inflated dollars." your hand speeds up causing his voice to pinch and his breathing to speed up even more. your movements stop.
"did i tell you to stop?" he shakes his head. "then keep going." what has gotten into you? you've never been the dominant one in the bedroom, but this is a nice change of pace for both of you.
"Low rates of inflation have relatively little economic impact over the short term. Over the medium and the long term, even low rates of inflation can complicate future planning." he's too caught up in focusing on his textbook that he doesn't even notice you taking your pants off. he feels the weight of you disappear from beside him, and when he looks up, you're staddling his hips, right above his aching cock. "what are you doing?" he pleads, his voice high and whiny.
"keep fucking reading," you order. he doesn't, but you don't even notice as you're lowering yourself onto him. you both moan out as you feel him fully enter you. "shit..." you whimper out, the dominant exterior falling for just a second.
"fuck, babe, please...please move." he ruts up into you, throwing his head back, book long forgotten as his hands have moved to your hips. you sit still for a second, admiring the way he whimpers and whines for a while, hoping he'll eventually beg on his own. but he doesn't, ever the stubborn ethan. he shifts his hips up once again, signaling for you to move, but you won't budge. he whines louder than before to express his displeasure.
you lean down so your chests are touching, slowly kissing from his neck up to his ear. you whisper "if you want me to move so bad, beg for it." followed by nibbling on his lobe. his hips stutter up one more time, but he still doesn't give in. "ok fine, i'll give you another reason to give in." you grab the hem of your shirt and pull it over your head, leaving you in just a bra and you can feel him twitch inside you. he reaches to cup your tits but your hands catch his before he can, pinning them to the bed beside him. you purposefully clench down on his dick, making him throw his head back once more. "come on baby, all you gotta do is beg. don't be a brat. don't you wanna feel your cock sliding in and out of me? beg for it so i can use you, you want that don't you?"
your hands reach behind yourself to unclasp your bra to sweeten the deal even more. upon seeing your bare chest he finally caves. "ok ok, please baby, please ride me oh my god i need you, need to touch you. please, i'll be good i promise!" his hands move to your chest again but this time you let him.
"see that wasn't so hard..." you start moving after what feels like hours to him. slowly at first to ease into it, but you soon get enough speed to start bouncing fast. by the time you get to that tempo, he's a babbling, whimpering mess. you had never seen him like this before. sure when he was especially needy he would whimper or whine, but having him fully under you and under your control. good god.
his hands are tighter on your hips now than they were before, pulling you down harder than you could bounce. your head is thrown back at this point, and you've paused the dirty talk - for now you both were too lost to speak coherently. "shit...fuck! so good baby. thank you... thank you, mommy!" he's so fucked out he doesn't even realize what he said until you halt your movements.
he's looking at you now. "i- i didn't..." he shuts his eyes tight and throws an arm over his face. "fuck... i'm sorry, i didn't mean to call you that..." even with his face covered, you can tell he's bright red, it spreading to his ears and down his neck.
you slowly start to roll your hips again and grab his arm to pull it off his face. "oh... so you're too embarrassed to let mommy see you?" you smirk, emphasizing the name. his eyes peek open to see a teasing grin on your face, and his cock twitches inside of you again at you calling yourself that.
you start bouncing once again, this time with a newfound fervor and not letting up on your words. "fuck, bet you love this, huh? love mommy using you to get off. riding your cock till i'm satisfied, all you have to do is lay there like a good boy..." you coo at him, your pace staying steady.
"yes! yes mommy, love it so much. love you so much, shit!" his eyes are screwed shut, his hands reaching for anywhere and everywhere he can. you could tell he was getting close. and with the way that he's practically worshipping you... you weren't gonna last long either.
"be a good boy and make mommy cum. show me how much you want it." you whisper in his ear. it's like a switch is flipped in his brain because, within the blink of an eye, you're on your back. he pulls your legs up over his shoulders, then proceeds to pump into you with a speed that makes your head spin. "fuck!!" you shout out, giving up on speaking until you cum.
"shit, mommy gon-" his own words are broken with his moan, "gonna cum, fuck! please lemme cum inside, please, please. wanna fill you up, let me."
and fuck, how do you say no when he looks at you with those big brown eyes begging. you'd let him do whatever he wants when you catch him looking at you like that. "holy fuck, yes! please cum in me! please breed me ethan."
and with that both of you moan out, cumming almost in unison. true to his word, ethan spills inside of you, and continues to thrust into you even after he's finished. it's only when you look up at him with your blissed eyes that he comes to his senses and pulls out.
he slowly lowers your legs, and you feel the deep ache start already. he leans down in between your legs, and you clench around nothing when you realize he's watching his cum leak out of you. he reaches two nimble fingers down to swipe over your folds, collecting some on his fingers before bringing them to your mouth, which you eagerly open for him. your eyes roll back at the assertion of dominance, and how easily he can go from begging for you while calling you mommy, to shoving his cum covered fingers in your mouth to clean off.
"i love you so fucking much baby." he utters, brainlessly as he stares down at you.
you grab his hand and pull his fingers out of your mouth, making sure you leave him with one final lick. "don't you mean mommy?" you return. with the hungry look he gives you, you can tell there will definitely be more "studying" tonight.













