surprising keys in a new lacy nightgown on a random Wednesday because keys practically drools every time
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I listened to horny hozier while writing this letter me know if it shows lol
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𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐠𝐨𝐰𝐧
Walter Keys Mckey x Fem!Reader
You surprise your boyfriend with a new nightdress.
wc- 1.2k
cw- unprotected p in v, gentle sex, mirror.. foreplay? Idk.
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“Baby.” You said, startling Keys from his position on the bed, he closed his book instantly and looked up at you, his eyes widening and mouth falling open.
You had been leaning against the doorframe with your arms folded, watching him read. You'd been shopping earlier, and purchased yourself, or maybe Keys, a gift. A dark blue night dress, a little white lace along the hem, and a little slit that came up to your hip. You pushed off the doorframe and Keys moved forward, sitting on the edge of the bed as he watched you in awe.
You turned for him, showing off the way the dress clung to your figure. You stood just out of arms reach, which was clearly not good enough for him, as he tried to reach for you. “What's this for?” He asked softly, his eyes drinking in the sight of you in front of him, the way the dress fell at your thighs, the slit that showed off the littlest hint of your hip underneath.
You shrugged, smoothing the silk over your hips. “I thought it was cute.” You answered, watching his eyes slowly drag up to yours. “You like it?” You asked, letting your teeth run over your bottom lip.
“Uh-huh.” He nodded, sliding from the bed onto his knees in front of you. He moved his hands up, dragging them slowly up your calves, and up to the back of your thighs as he leaned forward to press a soft kiss just above your knee. Your fingers laced into his hair as he slowly moved his lips up your thigh, leaving a trail of open mouthed kisses, his tongue just gently brushing your skin every time.
You hummed quietly as he kissed up through the slit in the dress, pressing a final lingering kiss to your hip before pulling back to look up at you, resting his chin on your stomach. “I really like it.” He said, his voice a little rougher, his pupils blown wide.
You ran your fingers through his hair as his hand came around to lift the dress enough for him to press kisses along your lower stomach before lowering his mouth, pressing a soft, lingering kiss over your clit. You sigh, your fingers carding through his hair as he pressed more kisses over your clit and inner thighs before turning you by your hips to face the mirror.
He stood behind you, his hands delicately moving down your waist over the silk as he looked at you in the mirror. “You're so beautiful.” He murmured as he moved your hair from your shoulder to drop a kiss there, then your neck, sighing softly against your skin.
He gently turned your head with his fingers on your jaw, bringing his mouth down to yours, his tongue slowly tasting yours. His other hand moved between your thighs, the pad of his middle finger finding your clit, circling slowly. He smiled as you gasped against his mouth, and turned to watch your reaction in the mirror.
After a moment, he pulled back and guided you to the bed. He followed you down slowly as you lowered onto the bed, his lips slid between yours as his hand moved up your thigh, pulling your leg up around his hip. His lips were languid and passionate against yours, his other hand moved to cup your jaw, his fingertips threading through your hair.
His hand found its way between your thighs again, his finger circling your clit before moving down through your folds to press inside. He kept his lips on yours, kissing you deeply as he worked his finger, curling it just how you liked. His thumb found your clit, and you gasped against his mouth as he applied a little pressure, circling tightly. He moved his thumb in time with his finger, his lips migrating down the line of your jaw, and along your neck.
Your hands moved into his hair, tugging gently at the strands as he moaned quietly against your neck. His lips moved along the skin just above the lace of your dress as one of your hands moved down over his chest, the fabric of his t-shirt soft against your palm. His cock was already growing harder as your hand reached the slight bulge in his sweats, his finger curled again as you palmed over him, his breath hitching against your chest.
He withdrew his hand from you and leaned back to untie his sweats, dropping them to the floor as his cock sprung up against his stomach. He sat on the bed, sitting up against the headboard as you crawled toward him, letting his hands guide you onto his lap. You leaned down to kiss him again as you reached between you both to position the head of his cock at your entrance, and slide down onto his length.
He let out a low moan as his hands tightened on your hips, his fingers bunching in the silk of the dress. You didn't move at first. Just kissed him slowly as you adjusted to him being fully seated inside you. When you rolled your hips, he inhales sharply, his lips briefly pulling from yours as he leaned his head back to look up at you. His pupils were wide, his hair mussed, his mouth open, and cheeks flushed in a way that made him look totally, and utterly unearthly.
You rolled your hips in a slow, steady rhythm, keeping your eyes locked on his, every movement pulled another gasp from his chest as he stared up at you. You moved one hand to the side of his neck, cupping his jaw and dragging your thumb over his bottom lip. He sat up straighter, one of his hands moving to splay between your shoulder blades as you moved atop him.
“You're so beautiful.” He whispered, his fingers pressed against your spine as you leaned down towards him. You lifted your hands to pull off his glasses, and he almost protested before you cut him off with another burning kiss. His hand tightened around your hip, delicately guiding your movements as his cock twitched with a particularly deep roll of your hips.
He moaned against your mouth as you lifted your hips slightly as you continued rolling them, “fuck,” he breathed, “fuck baby, feels so good.”
You sighed as his mouth found your neck again, your head tilting back as you kept your steady rhythm, your hands balancing on his thighs as you leaned back. His cock twitched again, grazing against your sensitive spot with every roll of your hips.
His hands moved up to your waist as he lifted his head to watch, the dress bunched up around your hips, your head tilted back and chest heaving as you neared your release. “Fuck I love you.” He breathed, his cock twitching as you tightened around him. “I can- you're too good, fuck-”
As soon as he felt the fluttering of you around his cock he was gone, his fingers pressed into your waist, his head fell back, eyes screwed shut as he came, spilling into you with a loud moan. You came with him, your chest heaving as you leaned forward. You cradled his head, tilting it back up to meet your gaze. His hair fell over his forehead, his eyes were glossed over and squinting without his glasses, his breathing ragged through his nose.
“I love you too.” You said, watching his mouth curve into a goofy little smile before his arms wrapped around you, and you giggled as he flipped you onto your back, attacking your neck and face with peppered little kisses.
