#sinnocent

Doe-eyed sinnocence.

Daveed Diggs x Reader

Warnings:

You lil demons already know what this is

Also: this is going off of what I saw off of AO3, I forgot the name tho

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Third Person POV

As Daveed walked into the apartment that he shared with his girlfriend, he heard a loud shout coming from their room. He wasn’t fazed; it was finals week and Y/N was stressed. She’s been screaming all week, whining about it. Daveed didn’t know what to do to help her, so he figured giving her space would help.

It did not.

Daveed pushed open the door to their bedroom giving Y/N a look. Y/N glared right back. “Get out!” She shouted, throwing a pillow at him. Daveed catched it and walked up to her. “Y/N, you’ve been stressed,” he began. “What? No way, I didn’t notice,” she said sarcastically, cutting him off. He ignored her. “But I really don’t know what to do to help, you’ve been kind of moody,” he said carefully. Y/N groaned and looked her computer, laying on her stomach. Daveed contemplated for a moment. His face suddenly brightened, then twisted into an evil smirk at his idea to help her relax and unwind.

Daveed walked towards the bed and climbed on, straddling her legs. Y/N didn’t even turn her head. Daveed frowned and started to rub his hands over her back. She didn’t even react. At last, when he started massaging her, she started to squirm, and habit she has. Daveed smirked. This went on for a couple minutes, Daveed massaging her back, her squirming, until she got up. Y/N closed her laptop and set it on her nightstand. She pouted. “Okay, fine. You win. I like those back massages,” she admitted. She shuffled over to him. Daveed cupped his hand over his ear. “What was that? Couldn’t quite hear you,” he teased.

Y/N groaned and swatted at him. Daveed laughed. “Sit on the bed. I’m not quite done with you yet,” he said seductively. Y/N hurried and sat down quite eagerly, much to Daveed’s entertainment. Daveed crawled back onto the bed, behind and and started to massage her again, this time extending to her neck. Y/N let out a soft moan in response. Daveed started kissing up her neck, sucking right on her sweet spot, getting a louder groan out of her. “You like that baby?” Daveed whispered in her ear. He knew how much whispering turned her on. “Uh huh,” she moaned. “Lay down and I’ll give you a treat,” he said, nibbling on her ear.

She scurried over to the headboard, quickly taking off her pants. Daveed followed her and shrugged off his shirt. He started by planting kisses by her ear, trailing down to her collarbone. He slipped her shirt off, too. He kissed down to her bra, reaching around to take it off. He grunted. “How the fu-,” Daveed murmured. Y/N laughed and did it with ease, doing it for him. “I loosened it up for you,” Daveed complained. “Yeah, whatevahhh,” Y/N cut herself off with a moan. Daveed smirked as he started kissing her breasts, his hand kneading the other. He trailed his kisses down her stomach, licking, sucking, and biting.

He finally made it to the waistband of her panties, with Y/N shifting underneath him. He held her hips still while he held her panties to one side. “Goddamn, Y/N. Didn’t know I made you this wet,” Daveed groaned. Y/N moaned at the feeling of his hot breath on her core. He started kissing her inner thighs, biting a little. Y/N expected him to be putting his tongue elsewhere soon, but he wasn’t doing it. She bucked her hips. “Daveed!” She whined. “What is it, babygirl?” He asked, looking up at her with a smirk. “Please,” She said. She didn’t really know what she was asking for, only that he would do it.

Daveed complied and attached his mouth on her womanhood. He took a tentative lick up her slit, then immediately started sucking on her clit. Y/N moaned, enjoying the feeling of being eaten out after a while. He detached his mouth, and replaced his mouth with his finger, rubbing her clit as fast as he could. “Oh, yes Daveed!” She moaned. Kissed her thigh once again, then put his tongue in her pussy, and started fucking her with it. “Daveed!” She screamed, bucking her hips. He moaned, the vibrations jolting through her body, bringing her closer to the edge.

He switched positions, now sucking her clit and pumping three fingers in her. She winced at the sudden stretch, but enjoyed it nonetheless. “I’m gonna-“ Y/N started. “Go ahead. Come for me baby,” Daveed moaned against her, the vibrations once again pulsing through her. She moaned loudly, Daveed pumping through her high. She gasped. “Daveed I can’t,” she said quietly. “Yes you can,” he said, rising and kissing her neck, still fucking her with his long fingers. Y/N moaned loudly as she came a second time, shuddering. Daveed pulled his fingers out, sucking on his fingers, then went back between her legs to lap it up.

Daveed threw himself next to Y/N on the bed, panting. She looked at him with tearful eyes. “Thank you so much!” She said, sobbing. Daveed furrowed his eyebrows. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, why’re you crying?” He asked, wrapping his arms around her. “I’ve just been so stressed.” She giggled, wiping her eyes. Daveed laughed, Y/N laughing with him.

“I love you, Daveed,” Y/N said quietly. Daveed smirked. “I love you too, Y/N,” he said, pecking her on the lips.