Pairing: nightwing!dickgrayson x fem!vigilanteoc
Summary: Dick and Naomi are roommates and best friends since forever, what happens when sex pollen gets involved and secret feelings come to light.
Warnings: smut, angst, fluff, love confessions, roommates, best friends to lovers, sex pollen, vigilantes, past history, power dynamics, switch!oc, switch!Dick, multiple orgasms, dick is a boob guy, oral!m, oral!f, squirting, anal play, body worship, pussy whipped, pussy worship. cock worship, kitchen sex, banter, they are in love your honor, I'm in love with my character, morning after fluff.
Word count: 8k
A/N: I fucking suck at summaries. This is in the same universe as my story “Don’t call me baby” but now after a timeskip of ten years. This can be read as one shot also. Enjoy.
The basement was cold and damp. I could taste the mold every time I breathed in. Dust and dirt lined the concrete floor, the termite infested tables were cluttered with dirty vials and scattered paper, the lighting coming from the only window in the room was scarce, not enough to actually see what was written on them.
My fingers traced a trail of dust atop one of the glass beakers. “What was the experiment Batman wanted, again?”
“It’s a purple liquid,” Dick responded while doing his own perusing through the numerous vials displayed on one of the numerous shelves.
“That's it? a purple liquid? there’s like– ten different purple vials, Dick” I finally turn to question him.
“I don’t know, okay? that’s what he said,” He exclaimed, turning to look at me as well.
“And you didn’t think to ask him to be more descriptive?”
“I didn’t think there’d be this much purple shit here” He huffed in annoyance.
I scoff and return to my search for the mysterious purple liquid.”Dumbass”
He turned away from me, his expansive muscular back now graced my view, the spandex suit doing nothing to hide his incredible physique. In fact, maybe it was on purpose, the way he showed off his body, toned, big, muscular and towering over me now.
Dick changed so much over the years. He was always a handsome boy, that’s a fact, but now? No, Dick became a man. And not just any man, he was easily the most gorgeous man I have ever laid eyes upon.
With his silky raven hair that turned wavy when it hit a certain length just long enough to brush his shoulders. And I would be the one to cut it for him every so often. Hey Kitten, can you cut my hair?, He always asked in that sheepish tone with that charming smile, his dimples would melt my heart and I never could refuse, not that I ever wanted to.
I rolled my eyes affectionately and gestured over to the chair, signaling for him to sit down while I went over to the bathroom to grab the haircutting scissors I had bought especially for him.
His piercing blue eyes that watched me so carefully, always assessing and dissecting my emotions. I always thought this was his superpower, he always seemed to know exactly what I needed just based on my body language. If I was cranky, he would bring me my favorite ice cream, if I was tired, he would carry me to our couch and lay me down comfortably then cover me with my favorite throw blanket, turning on a random documentary because he knew I liked to watch those to sleep.
His big veiny hands, which could deliver the most hurtful punches and hits, could also tenderly rub my feet after a long day or a rather exhausting night of patrolling. Those same hands that cooked my favorite dinner everyday without fail, even though everything he cooked somehow always became my favorite. The same hands that would caress my hair when my head was in the toilet after a rough night out drinking when we were younger.
His strong bulging arms that always enveloped me when I cried over his shoulder. That picked me up and tossed me on the couch to win in a tickle fight or whenever we would play fight. That served as my pillow on our movie nights. That kept me safe and wrapped around me during the nights when bad dreams kept me awake.
His gorgeous dimpled smile that greeted me every morning, already handing me my favorite tea prepared just the way I liked it. Those luscious lips that kissed my temple before we both headed out for work, wishing me a great day. His thunderous laugh has become my favorite melody over the years.
And the fact that all of those things were wrapped up in one perfect, charming, thoughtful, delicious package was something I loved so dearly. I loved everything about Dick Grayson, probably more than I should and that was my biggest problem. Because like it or not, we had lived as siblings back when Bruce took me in, two years before Dick left for San Francisco. I knew he liked me when I was still Catgirl, but that was before, he probably hasn't felt anything similar towards me for ten years, and the fact that i shut him down back then probably didn't help either. But he was a baby! How would I have known he would become such a hunk?
I must be paying for all of my past karma in this life.
“Did you find anything?” His voice came from over my shoulder, his face right next to mine, seemingly looking in the same direction I was. I jumped, startled, and accidentally dropped the vial I was mindlessly examining before he came up behind me.
“Fucking hell, Nightwing!” I quickly turned around and hit his chest which was eye level with me, “Don’t scare me like that!”
He chuckled, giving me that sweet baritone symphony, “Sorry Sphynx”
A strong unpleasant smell made its way up my nostrils, it settled uncomfortably in my lungs so that i had to cough it out, but it made no difference, the fumes were tickling my bronchioles. My coughing fit turned violent.
“Woah are you okay, Omi?” Dick’s voice was laced with desperation and concern, his hand gently placed on my back.
“Yeah” I croaked in between coughs. “This shit is strong,” after a few more attempts to clear my air ways of that foul stench, my breathing got less uncomfortable. “I’m fine, i’m fine”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, lets just find what we came for and get out of here” I try to stay nonchalant through the pain in the back of my lungs.
Eventually, we found the vial we were looking for. When we did, Dick was adamant we left that dingy basement as quickly as possible, just wanting to get us home so that I could shower and get any trace of that nasty fumes off my body. He was so thoughtful.
My body was overly aware of every single sensation around me, my hands felt clammy and trembling, I could hear my heart beat pumping in my ears, my breathing was shallow and a sheen of sweat was starting to form over my skin. But most importantly, my pussy was throbbing, and Dick’s presence was making me crazy.
As we crossed the threshold of our apartment, he started making his way over towards me. I knew he wanted to take care of me, hold me, make me my favorite tea with honey and kiss my head. So I pretend not to notice him coming closer and head straight to the bathroom adjacent to my room. I almost miss his confused expression before I close the door and lock it from the inside.
Now I take this opportunity to look in the mirror, I was as wrecked as I felt, my hair was mussed from all the times I ran my hands through it, my skin was red from heat, my pupils were dilated and I was extremely sweaty. My thoughts were the worst, if i closed my eyes now i could visualize his hands running down my sides, caressing my waist in that deliberately careful way, pawing my hips, kneading the flesh, pulling me flush against his front, his lips making his way from my jaw to the skin below my ear, mouthing at my neck and panting against me, his arms wind around my waist to keep me pressed against him.
My eyes snap open, I need a shower, a shower will help for sure, maybe distract my mind, rinse the sweat off.
A knock on the door brings me back to reality. “Is everything okay in there?” His voice sends a jolt through my core running up my spine, I have to bite my lips now to let out a moan threatening to come out. “Yeah, i’ll just take a shower” My eyebrows scrunch together at the wrecked sound of my voice.
It took him a few seconds to respond, his tone still unsure, “Okay, let me know if you're not feeling so well”
“Yep” I say through gritted teeth. I make sure to hear his footsteps walking away from the bathroom before I rip my clothes off my body, the sensation of anything touching my skin was too overwhelming.
I whimper as the cold water hits my scalding skin, soothing the heat when under the stream. My hair clung to my back and face, I closed my eyes and let out a satisfied sigh, it somehow helped, until a sharp pain twisted in my lower belly. I doubled over and braced myself against the shower wall with my forearms, a rather loud groan leaving my lips.
An impatient banging against the door rang through my ears. “Naomi!” I don’t reply, “ Let me in!”
“NO! Stay there” He quiets after my response, my shaky hands turns off the water and opens the shower’s glass door, then wraps the soft towel around my tender flesh, earning a whimper from my lips.
When I open the door, it’s like I get whiplash. He’s standing under the frame, his hand clutching the wood frame above his head, which gave me a delicious view of his biceps, chest and back muscles. His head was bowed, making his hair fall prettily over his perfect eyes, which looked troubled. I had to look up to meet them, my hand clutching the towel tighter.
His gaze softened upon looking down at me, his hands coming towards me to hold me by my biceps, “How are you feeling?” Upon his touch, my face scrunches up in what he mistakes for pain. “I’m sorry” He retreats his hands.
“It’s fine just– don’t touch me” I let out in a pained tone, still avoiding eye contact.
“Baby, what’s going on?” That nickname, one that held so much history, so much love he didn’t even realize. It clawed at my heart from the inside out.
“Don’t call me that,”
The look on his face was akin to one a child would wear when told they could not have dessert. “Why not? you always call me that,” He tried to argue with a soft teasing smile.
I closed my eyes, this was not making me feel any better whatsoever.
“Naomi,” His hand twitched at my side, but still did not touch me, “Let me help you”
The prospect of having him help me made a gush of arousal leak down my pussy onto my thighs, i had to bite my tongue to not let out a whimper, begging him to touch me, squeeze me, lick me, kiss me, fuck me, love me. My breathing shallowed, my heart skipped a beat and a shiver ran up my spine. I needed to relieve my need quick, before i lost all of the willpower i currently held onto as to not jump on him and ride his cock until i couldn’t feel my legs anymore, then beg him to fuck me until my brain stopped working and the only thing i could think about was Dick Dick Dick Dick.
“You can’t help me” I willed the words out of my mouth. Yes he could, if i just asked nicely, i’m sure he would do me this favour.
“You know i would do anything for you” That broke me out of the trance, my head suddenly clear on what i wanted.
My head raised to look into his eyes, the hand currently clutching the towel close to my chest dropped to my side, allowing the towel to fall to the floor. As if challenging him to really help me, exposing my needs and making my intentions clear.
His eyes widened slightly and dropped to my collarbone, but quickly made its way up to my face again, not allowing himself to look. “Naomi,” He said warningly.
“What? You would do anything for me wouldn’t you?” I take a step closer, my hands coming up to smooth over his broad chest, his hands clutching at his sides. “This is what I need help with,” I stood on my tippy toes to slowly lick up the expense of his neck to the underside of his jaw.
His eyes rolled back and closed upon feeling my body press up slightly against his, his hands now hovering over my hips, urging to grab and squeeze, I could hear the tiniest groan from the back of his throat.
“So,” My voice lost all traces of pain as I mouthed over his adam's apple, murmuring sultrily against his skin, “Are you going to help me, baby?”
The nickname seemed to snap him out of his daze, his hands finally grabbed my waist, but not to pull closer, to hold me back. His eyes opened and started down at me.
He groaned and dropped his forehead to rest against mine. I thought maybe he would kiss me or grab me, but he just stayed there until eventually I heard a sniffle.
I looked up to see Dick crying, his face was scrunched up in agony, his lips trembled, and tears streamed down his closed eyelids. This softened my demeanor, I brought my hands up to cup his cheek and rub his jaw affectionately. “Dick,”
He sniffled again, opening his eyes and looking deeply into mine, “Please don’t do this, Omi” His voice was wrecked, his throat willing the sobs at bay. “Don’t give me everything I've been yearning for, for the last ten years, if it’s not going to be real”
My world came crashing down, He loved me too. The man who cared for me every time I got sick, injured, heartbroken, tired. The man who made me feel like the most special and precious person in the universe. The man who laughed at all of my jokes and looked for me in every room. The man who was there for me during my darkest and hardest days. The man who brightened my whole world when it seemed as if there was no way out of the deep end. The love of my life loved me back.
My hands held his face to secure his eyes on mine, “It’s real” My lips crashed against his in a heap of passion and unspoken yearning. He finally pulled me flush against his body, his big hands kneading my hips while mine circled around his shoulders to pull him down towards my mouth. “It’s so fucking real, you have no idea” I gasp into his mouth and his lips follow mine as I speak.
He groans into my mouth as his hands come up my back to press my breasts against his chest, his palms slide over my skin to cup my torso, feeling up my ribs to the underside of my tits. The heat makes its presence known under my skin again, he lets out a pained moan upon touching me.
His lips reluctantly leave mine to kiss down my jaw to mouth and lick at my neck, my eyes roll back and my body becomes pliant under his hands, he has to position his knees between my legs in case my own knees give out. My hands clutching at his shoulders and sliding up to thread through his hair, tugging it slightly.
I gasped and whimpered into his ear, one of his hands came up to knead my tit, my whimpers turned louder, earning a moan of his own, “You have no idea,” He mumbled through kisses and lovebites, “For how long and how much I've fantasized about this,” His teeth bit my lower lip and pulled, while his hands squeezed my flesh, “Wanted you”, his hands grabbed my waist and hoisted me up, my legs wrapped around his waist and my lips came crashing down on his, licking up into his mouth, “How much i’ve craved you” one of his hands made its way up the expanse of my back to cup the back of my neck, “Ached to have you” my hand tugged his hair, tilting his head back a little bit to leave my own marks down his neck, his mouth fell open with a gasp, “To touch you” his other hand grabbed my thigh hard enough to leave bruises. “To make you mine, at last”
“Then do it” I whispered in his ear, “Make me yours”
That seemed to snap something within him, his eyes found mine, his pupils were engulfing his iris’, a wicked smile graced his face, “Oh, i will”
He shouldered the door to his room open, crossing over to his bed in three strides, then he threw me on the mattress with enough force to make me bounce a couple times. His hand reached behind him to tug his shirt off over his head, tossing it across the room, all while keeping his eyes on me.
My chest heaved in anticipation, his upper body exposed to me, and now I was allowed to admire, to touch, to have. The high I was on was indescribable. My hands went from my tits to reach for him as he made his way down towards me. Both of us sighing in relief as our skin made contact, this sensation was better than any orgasm from most of my past lovers.
Our arms wind around the others’ body, my whimpering turned desperate as his mouth found mine, this kiss wasn’t any less passionate, but slower. “I need you, Dick”
His mouth made its way down my jaw and neck, “I know, beautiful” He mouthed over my collarbone, “Just lay back and let me love you”
He was everywhere, his hands, his body, his skin, his mouth. He kissed down my chest, sucking and licking on the flesh of my tits, his hand gently squeezing the other and alternating to give them equal love. His eyebrows were scrunched up and his eyes were glued on my face, between every suck he moaned deliciously against my skin.
My hands came up to pet his hair and caress his cheekbone, “Please baby” He moaned against my skin.
“Say that again” He closed his mouth over my nipple and flicked his tongue over the perky bud. I moaned and gripped his hair, my hips bucked mindlessly against nothing as his abs hovered above my naked wet pussy.
“Please baby, I need you so bad” I whimpered pathetically.
His head rose to look me in my eyes, a nasty grin on his face, his eyes dripping with lust, “Yeah? Is my baby needy today, hmm?”
“So much” I pout and try to push his head lower, he grabs my wrist to pin them over my head.
“No baby” He groans over my lips, “You denied me this body for so long, now it's my time to savour it,” His tongue licks my nose and blows after.
His head diving to suck on my tits again, the moan that left my mouth seemed to please him if the humming against my skin was any indicator. His big hands circled my waist completely, his lips descended my navel, leaving a wet trail of kisses and licks. He worshiped my body like it was a sacred altar he was ready to devote his life on.
Upon reaching my pussy, he refrained from diving mouth first, taking a deep breath through his nose, his eyes rolled back and the groan that left his throat was nothing short of pornographic. His hands – that were holding my legs apart – were shaking. He kept going down my body to my feet, he placed them over his chest and kissed my ankles reverently.
His hands kneaded my calves and his lips left kisses in their wake. When he was finally face level with my pussy, he let out a shaky breath as he laid down on the bed, not once taking his eyes off my dripping cunt. Like it was the most beautiful sight he’s ever seen.
His shaking hands came up to pinch my lips together, and I squirmed at the contact, my hands coming up to pinch and squeeze at my nipples, but he was hypnotized by my pussy. “This pussy–” He breathed me in, his words making a hot gust of air tickle my clit, “The nights I've spent awake dreaming of her–” His finger traced lightly over my dripping slit. “Of tasting” His finger now entered his mouth, he moaned at the taste of my juices. “Fuck”
His blue eyes were completely black while staring fixedly at me. “You like it baby?” I wiggled my hips in front of him.
He growled and gripped my hips hard enough to bruise, “So fucking much,” His tongue poking out daringly to sneak just a little taste, but after he made contact he became animalistic.
Dick’s strong arms pulled me closer so fast I squeaked in surprise and then moaned in pleasure, for his mouth had dived impossibly deep into my cunt. The moan he let out was as if he himself was getting off. “My god” he mumbled, mouth full of pussy.
He chuckled, shaking his head against my core, “Baby, you don’t know what you’ve done” his mumbled voice came from between my thighs while his tongue tried to lap up every single drop of my juices. “Imma need to eat this pussy for breakfast, lunch and dinner from now on”
I giggled between moans and grinded my hips against his face, “Eat this pussy, baby. She's all yours”
His palm came down hard against the side of my thigh, “Damn right she is, she’s always been mine.” Blue eyes lifting to look into mine. “Say it, Naomi. Say you’ve always been mine”
My eyes soften and my hands thread through his raven locks, “I have always been yours, Dick”
A big hand enveloped mine, his fingers lacing with mine before he dove right back onto me. Dick was a man who valued precision, perfecting techniques and even had a touch of perfectionism in everything he did. But when he ate my pussy– he was hungry, desperate, his control had long been lost and given to me the moment I opened the bathroom door. I loved that I managed to make him like this, to make him abandon every thread of his personality in favour of his desire for me.
The noises he made were filthy, between licking, slurping, moaning and breathing heavily. Music to my ears. He worshiped me like no one else dared to do, his hands squeezing and soothing the flesh of my hips and ass, like a cat kneading dough, while he breathed through his nose and busied his tongue with the task of licking my clit and entering my pulsing hole, going back and forth, like his main focus was on playing with me and not to make me cum as fast as possible. He was taking his time and eating me like a full course meal.
The pleasure hit me like a train and it kept building, and building, and building until the only thought in my mind was “more”. He doubled his efforts, shaking his head from side to side, the neighbours would definitely file a noise complaint today. “Fuck fuck fuck, i’m cumming Dick, fuuuuck-” My hips tilted up and my whole body convulsed, my eyes rolled to the back of my skull and my jaw dropped open. If a priest saw me, he would for sure order an exorcism.
“Fuck yeah, give it to me” He introduced to fingers into my pulsing, swollen pussy. Plunging into me with an extreme speed and hooking up to stimulate my urethra. “Give it to me baby”
The scream that left my throat was unmatched in all of my sexual experiences. A familiar sensation building in my lower belly as I let go. “DICK!” Was the only thing I could say as my juices squirted all over his upper body and the sheets below.
“Yeeeeess” He groaned and dove back down to lick me up again, my hand came down to push him away from overstimulation. Dick just batted my hands away and pulled me closer, hooking his biceps around my thighs and over my tummy.
It must’ve been a total of five seconds until i was orgasming again, my brain had already turned to mush, completely fucked dumb and i hadn’t even been fucked yet. He only let up when my whimpers turned to tiny sobs and my hands weekly pushed him away.
Dick climbed up my body, his arm wrapping around my middle and pulling me closer into his chest, his hand petting my hair and the other stroking up and down my spine, “Shhh baby, you did so well” He kissed my hairline and continued peppering kisses all over my head, “Best pussy I’ve ever had”
“You haven’t even fucked me yet” I croaked out.
He laughed, “Didn’t need to, you’re already the best fuck of my life” Dick softly kissed my lips, his face tasted like me, and somehow my neediness came back twofold. I returned the kiss hungrily, my nails scratching down his pecs.
He hissed and twitched in my arms. “Let me prove you right then”, I pushed him to lay down on the bed, straddling his hips, my hands bracing on his chest for support.
“You sure baby?” I don’t answer the question, instead i lick up his lips and blow after. Regaining my strength a bit, I slowly lower myself down his body.
Never once letting my eyes leave his, my mouth makes its way down his perfectly sculpted body. His eyebrows scrunch together in an expression that could only be described as a whimpering puppy, his hips did little involuntary jolts the more i went down.
My tongue traced the dips on his abs, one by one, tracing the muscles, the v line above his hips, kissing his dewy skin, his happy trail, his hipbones. Who would’ve thought the man that gave me the orgasms of my life would be a whimpering mess below me not even ten minutes later?
“Please baby”
My face was finally in front of his twitching erection, watching him leak and twitch beneath his pants. I lower my head to lie on his thigh, my face right next to his cock. “Aw baby, need something?” My manicured finger tracing up and down his clothed length, he simply closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and whimpered.
“Yes, please”
“Hmmm, tell me what you need, honey” I kissed him through the cloth oh so softly.
“Need you– need you to touch me, please kitty” Dick tilted his chin down to look at me, his breath catching in his throat at the sight of my face, a wicked expression, cuddling up to his throbbing cock. “Fuck Naomi, i’m begging”
I laughed meanly, “Oh, begging now, are we?”
He dropped his head back on the pillow and let out a whiny sob; his dick twitched next to my cheek.
“Poor baby, let me help you out, yeah?” My hands bring his pants and boxers down his legs, then throw the clothes unceremoniously onto the floor.
“Mmhmm, please” He whined, but that wasn’t what caught my attention, rather the delicious secret he’s been keeping from me all these years between his legs.
Dick’s cock wasn’t just big, he was thick, the tip an angry red, leaking and twitching, he was rock hard and you could see the vein on the underside that trailed up to his head pulsing thick hot blood into this delicious package, it made my mouth water. I needed to choke on it, to suck and slobber on it like a messy slut, gag and gasp for air, drench it in spit and precum.
I laid back down between his legs, making myself comfortable before getting a good grip around the base and going in for a wide lick over his achy sensitive tip, he hissed at the stimulation and i hummed in appreciation, “Hmmm, so delicious baby”
I decided to leave the teasing for another time, right now I needed this just as much as he did, to feel how he stretched my mouth out and lose myself in the feeling of being gagged by his impossibly large cock.
I brace my free hand over his hip and sink down in one go, relaxing my throat to fully engulf him at once, until my nose touches the rough patch of trimmed hairs at his base. Pulling back up to gasp a breath of air, his dick now coated in a sheen of saliva.
“Fuck, Omi! A warning!” His hands shot down to cradle the sides of my face, his wild eyes searching for any reluctance on mine. “Do it again, please?”
My smile turns wicked as I duck back down, now with his hands guiding the pace of my bobs. Dick's moans served as a metric on the little things that made him feel better than others. Like for example, his breath did a whiny catch whenever I would pull back and suck around his tip, only to dive back down and rub it against the roof of my mouth while my tongue applied pressure to his underside.
My hand traveled from his hip to his balls, cupping and massaging them in tandem with the pace he set while guiding my head. My index finger sneaked down to stimulate his perineum, he screamed.
“Goddamn Naomi, I'm gonna cum. Stop! Stop.”
Only I don't stop. His pleas only fueling me to go faster and deeper, deep throating him once more, sputtering spit all over his thighs and my face, down my neck and tits. My eyes watered and my throat constricted around him, gags and choking sounds were bouncing off the walls along with his desperate moans and curses of my name.
“Naomi– fuck, please baby– such a delicious little mouth, so greedy for me, huh princess? You wanna choke on your baby's cock? Take it, fucking take it baby” He held my head steady as he came down my throat.
When he finally let up, I surged off his dick gasping for air and choking on cum, he bolted forward and wrapped his arms around me, cradling my body to his chest, smoothing a hand through my hair while his hand grabbed the sheet next to him to wipe my face and chest clean. He shushed me and whispered sweet nothings in my ear, kissing my temple while rocking me slightly.
“Thank you, thank you. You have no idea what you mean to me, you did so well, so perfect, everything you do is perfect” he continued to pepper kisses all over my face.
I giggled and turned to hide my face on his sweaty chest, his hands grabbed my face by my cheeks and smushed them together, he then kissed my puckered lips over and over. “You want anything baby? Tea? Honey? Ice cream?”
“I want water” my voice croaks out raspy and broken.
He gives me a final kiss on my cheek and picks me up, I wrap my legs around his torso and my arms over his shoulder, my face buried in his neck. His big hands placed on my ass to hold me up, although I wasn't really necessary, since I latched onto him like a koala.
He brought us to the kitchen and opened the fridge to take out a bottle of water for me, opened the cap and handed me the bottle, I greedily chugged it down, then tossed the plastic on the trash bin.
Now, with my forearms over his shoulders, my nails trailed gently over his back, going up and down in a soothing way. He leaned on the kitchen island, closed his eyes in delight and his thumbs stroked my skin where they laid on my ass.
My lips found their way to his face, peppering small kisses all over his handsome features. Over his eyelids, his nose, his forehead, temples, his cheekbones, his chin, his jawline, his lips.
Below me I could feel how his hard cock settled against my soaking pussy, I contained my need to grind down against him, all in good time.
Then I trailed down the side of his neck, my hands coming forward to cup his cheeks while I took my time worshipping his skin, he hugged me closer and sighed.
“I love you” Dick whispers into my ear, his big arms circling around my back and pulling me impossibly closer, as if our bodies could melt together.
I chuckled against him, my hand coming down to scratch the skin of the scalp on the back of his neck. “And now you can have all for yourself”
I suck another love bite right below his left collarbone, near his heart. “How do you feel about that?”
“Like it's my birthday,” He laughs.
“Hmm, well let me give you your present then.”
“Another one?”
“Mhmm” My lips found his in a slow sensual kiss.
“And what would that be?” His voice was seductive against my mouth.
“Put it in, I want to ride you.” My nails scratched down his pecs.
He chuckled against my lips, “You're insatiable.”
“Don't complain.”
“Baby, I would never complain about you.”
“Oh, I remember one time when you complained to Donna about how I, and I quote, ‘Always got drunk and behaved like a messy slut’.” I lifted my head to look him in the eyes.
“Okay, I was a dumb 21 year old, and do I really need to spell out that I was jealous you were being a slut with other people instead of me?” He looked at me in a teasing manner.
“All these years wanting me, how embarrassing.” I tease back.
“I’m this close to shutting your mouth with my dick again.” His right hand came up to show me his pinched fingers, signaling his remaining patience.
“Or you could simply do what the woman you've loved your whole teenage and adult life for has been begging you to do, which is: put your fucking dick inside me so I can ride your soul out in our kitchen.”
“Keep talking like that and I'm gonna put a ring on your finger.” He smirked.
“Richard!” I urge him to just do what I said already.
“Alright! Damn, so impatient.” He tutted at me in mock disapproval with a shit eating grin.
He reached his hand down from my ass to his cock, rubbing his tip back and forth over my slit, his top teeth burying themselves on his bottom lip, he spent a couple seconds just rubbing back and forth until eventually his tip caught in my entrance, I put some distance between our bodies and placed my hands on his shoulders for leverage, then sank down, swallowing his cock inch by inch.
Our mouths parted at the same time in silent moans, and came crashing on each other. He kissed into me sweetly, his hand at the back of my head while the other held me by my thigh.
I began bouncing at a slow pace, up and down, our foreheads rested together, our eyes locked on each other, our breaths mingling and becoming one. My fingers, which were gripping his trapeze muscles, left dents on his skin and I hoped I would mark up his body as he started doing to mine, I could feel bruises forming on my thighs and ass, and I loved it.
He captured my lips in a passionate kiss, licking into my mouth, our tongues danced together while our lips met periodically in a loving sensual collision. His strong arms started lifting me up and down onto his cock, using me like a fucktoy, speeding up and hammering into me.
I broke the kiss, I couldn't concentrate anymore with the way he was pistoning in and out of my already puffy fucked out pussy. My head fell onto his shoulder, and my moans flowed freely right below his ear. That made him become animalistic, the groan he let out was more like a growl when he hoisted me up just a bit and his hips started rutting into me like a wild animal.
“FUCKING SHIT” I groan through gritted teeth. My head fell back, my hands holding onto him by the back of his neck.
Now that my tits were in the perfect position right in his face, Dick wasted no time in mouthing at my soft flesh like a desperate starved out man.
“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck Dick, keep going, keep fucking me good baby” My fingers weaved through his hair and tugged harshly, his hips faltered and he let out a rather loud moan.
I felt my fourth orgasm hit like a truck. My eyes rolled back and my ears were ringing, I couldn't discern the volume of my moans anymore, though I imagine they would piss off the neighbours.
The next thing I know Dick is throwing me on the bed again, when did we move to my bedroom?
Although he doesn't plunge back into me, kneels on the floor and yanks me forward to hang off the edge. His mouth instantly attacks my pussy again, making me cry out from oversensitivity. My hands shoot down to scoot his head away from my overused pussy, but he simply groans and grabs my weak wrists with one hand, the other arm pinned my hips down so he could enjoy his meal.
“Your cum is my new favorite dessert baby. This pussy could feed me for the whole day and I'd be satisfied.”
My brain couldn't form words anymore, just incoherent mumbles, whines and moans.
He spits on my clit and goes back for more, his fingers sneak down to test the waters and further provide me more pleasure than his tongue already was.
Only now he didn't settle for my pussy, his ring finger massaged my other hole. My body seized up and my thighs clenched around his head, this only spurred him on. His finger entered my hole until the first knuckle slowly tested going in and out.
My breathing was coming in and out I'm short puffs while I felt another orgasm building up, my eyelids scrunched together and my back arched up, my mouth opened in a silent scream while Dick only continued his actions, now lapping up more of my juices drooling out of my pussy.
After he had his fill, he climbed up my body again, maneuvering my legs to rest on each side of his hips. His hands softly caressing my face and pulling my hair gently into a makeshift ponytail while he softly blew cool air on my neck to bring down some of the heat radiating off my skin.
“Are you okay, beautiful?”
I could only nod in affirmation as my breathing tried to settle back to normal.
“Do you want to stop?”
I shook my head no, he huffed out a laugh and bowed his head to litter gentle nibbles on the skin of my neck.
With more effort than it would usually take, I bring my hands up to cradle his head, caressing his scalp and the back of his neck. He hummed happily at my touch, I placed both my hands on his jaw and pulled him up to face me.
With his searching eyes now boring into my soul, I finally say what I needed to say for years. “I love you” His face softened and scrunched up as if he wanted to cry but was holding back. “I have been in love with you for years, ever since I came to Blüdhaven. It's been torture living under the same roof, but then again, it's the best thing that ever happened to me, you are the greatest thing that ever came into my life and I'm so grateful to have you love me back.”
His tears were now dripping down his face and onto my cheeks, he laughed wetly and brought his lips down to gently kiss me. This kiss was different, it wasn't filled with lust and want, but rather love and relief.
“You have no idea how much I dreamed you would say those words to me.” His eyes glittered with happiness, his smile was as blinding as the sun. I don't think I've ever seen him this happy, and it made me just as giddy.
“I love you” I gave him a sweet kiss on his forehead , “I love you”, now on his nose, “I love you”, his eyelids, “I love you”, his cheeks ”I love you”, finally I reached his lips.
They were salty from the tears and stretched wide from his never ending smile. He sighed into my mouth, the kind of sigh a lovesick teenage girl would let out, and it made me giggle into the kiss, our teeth touched from how much we were smiling.
“Promise me you'll be mine forever”. He looked deep into my eyes, “That we will have this for the rest of our lives”.
I could feel his heartbeat running wild from his ribcage where his chest met mine. I lower my hand to place it atop his left pec, bringing his to my chest. “I will never be anyone else's”
He dropped his head to leave kisses on my cleavage. “What did I do to deserve you?”
I chuckle, “I could tell you another time, but right now I think you should make love to me.”
“Make love?” His eyes held a mischievous glint and he snorted.
“Shut the fuck up and fuck me, or I will throw you off this bed” I glared at him back.
“Now that's more like you” He laughed and lined himself up against my still swollen pussy.
When he entered me again, suddenly the giggleshit lost his humor.
He let out a shaky exhale while I whimpered. Then he started at a slow, precise pace. He grabbed my thighs and held them higher on his waist so that he would go deeper.
Our moans weren't desperate anymore, but satisfied. This wasn't a lustful moment, but a sensual one full of love and affection hidden for years.
His lips found mine and I could feel his devotion spilling from his every pore onto me. His hands were soft in their touch all over my face and body, his movements were reverent in their intentions, his kisses were sensual and his thrusts were worshiping my very soul.
He was giving his all to me in that moment, his body, his heart, his mind and his spirit. Handing it to me on a silver platter to do as I wished, and I wished nothing more than to love and cherish this man everyday we might share in this life.
It was not long before I reached my nth and last orgasm of the night, this one wasn't as intense, but it felt as if my soul had transcended out of my body, my heart filled beyond measure.
His was quick to follow, his moans and groans flowed down his lips where he laid his head on my shoulder, and his hands clutched my waist reverently as he spilled his cum deep inside me. A lazy smile appeared on my face and my eyes closed in exhaustion.
I couldn't see how he pulled himself up and kissed down my body, pulling out in the process, to watch his cum spill out of my hole. He then gave me a kiss on my clit and hopped off to grab a washcloth from the bathroom.
He swiped my slit clean, and although it overstimulated me, I was too tired to protest the touching. He went back and rinsed the cloth off, hanging it up to dry.
He gently pulled some clean panties up my thighs and over my hips, following suit with his boxers and laying down next to me. He maneuvered me onto my side and spooned me, covering us both up with my comforter. He kissed my hairline and settled his face in the crook of my neck.
“Sleep tight, beautiful. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
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The sun fitted through the blinds and shone uncomfortably on my eyelids. I took a deep breath and stretched my limbs to shake out the sleepiness in my muscles, only to find my movements restrained by a pair of arms holding me close like I was a stuffed plushie.
A huge smile lit up my face as I remembered whose arms those were and why he was on my bed.
“Go back to sleep, it's too early.” He mumbled, his voice muffled by my hair.
I try moving as best I can to face him, now laying directly in front of him in all his morning glory. My arms wrapped around him and we just stayed there hugging each other, my chin propped up on his pec. “Good morning, handsome”
His face split into a grin similar to mine, his hands coming up to sweep the hair off my face and shoulders. “Am I still dreaming?”
I reach up to kiss the tip of his nose, then his jaw. “If you are, then we're having the same dream.”
He suddenly lunges forward taking me with him in his arms. He sits up and lays me on his lap, leans down and starts to litter my face with kisses while he smushes my cheeks together.
I shriek and giggle, my hands only pretending to push him away. If I really wanted to, I would.
He continues to smother me in kisses and make those obnoxious smooching sounds. “Mine, my girl, my baby, my woman, you're mine, only mine”
My belly was hurting from laughing so much, and my cheeks were straining. “Dick, let me go!!”
“Never!” He lifts his face up just enough to look into my eyes. “Today is sunday”
I gasp in joy, “Movie Sunday!!”
“Mhmm” He gives my lips a quick kiss.
“Well, since you decided to give me the best night of my life yesterday. I guess I could let you choose the movie.” I say as if I was reluctantly giving him a precious heirloom.
His eyes glint mischievously, then his expression shifts to mock contemplation, he brings his pointer finger up to tap his chin comically. “Mmm, I think maybe I'll pick…. Ooh! Death Becomes Her.” He looks at me like the cat who caught the canary.
My face softens and another smile splits my lips. “I love you”
He ducks down to kiss me again. “I'll never get tired of you saying that” He whispered above me.
“I know, that's what makes it so satisfying”
Instead of giving me a come back his eyes just raked shamelessly over my naked torso and legs, “Hmm so satisfying” his hands ran up and down my body, as if he was mapping out my curves.
I flip over and straddle his lap, my hands settling on his chest, while his were on my hips. Soft, lazy kisses were shared between us.
My nails raked over this skin and I looked down to see the extent of our escapades from last night on his body. Lo and behold, his skin was all red streaked from my nails and purple bloomed all across his shoulders, biceps, and chest, and that's because I hadn't even seen the state of his back.
My fingers grabbed his face by his jaw, my lips briefly meeting his. “You look so pretty, all marked up baby” I ground my hips down onto his bulge.
“You do too.”
I stop and pull back to look down, my body was worse than his. Finger marks on my hips, waist, the amount of hickeys in my tits were beyond measure, my thighs were littered in purple love bites, I was lucky I couldn't see my neck.
“Richard!!!”
He chuckled and used his big arms to wrap around my waist, pulling me in by my lower back with his forearms. His head ducked down to kiss at my cleavage, I could feel his sharp canines press against my flesh. I sighed and brought my hands up to cradle his head against my chest.
“Oops” His voice was muffled by my skin, I swatted his shoulder and he chuckled.
