clix x reader – whiny
warnings: explicit sexual content, p in v sex, needy/sub clix, crying during sex, whimpering, dirty talk, dom tones, reader insert, explicit language
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he’s on his back, hands gripping your hips like he’s scared you’ll stop. you’re on top, riding him slow—deep rolls, grinding down just right, taking him all the way every time.
his head is thrown back, neck exposed, mouth open, eyes squeezed shut.
you lean forward, chest to his, and pick up the pace just a little.
that’s when it starts.
a soft, broken whimper in your ear.
“fuck—baby—”
his voice cracks, high and desperate.
you clench around him on purpose.
he whines, actual whine, hips jerking up involuntarily.
“too good—shit—can’t—”
you keep the rhythm steady, slow grind, then faster, watching him fall apart.
his eyes open, glassy, tears gathering at the corners.
“you feel so fucking good,” he chokes out, voice shaking.
another whimper, louder, right against your ear.
he’s trying to hold it together, but he’s losing.
hands sliding up your back, clinging.
“please—don’t stop—i’m—”
you lean down, kiss his neck, bite soft.
he gasps, tears spilling over, sliding down his temples into his hair.
“gonna cry?” you whisper.
he nods, no shame.
“yeah—fuck—feels too good—”
you speed up, riding him harder, clit grinding perfect against him.
he’s a mess now—whimpering nonstop, high, needy sounds in your ear, tears streaming.
“baby—baby—i’m close—please—”
you kiss him deep, swallow every sound.
he cums hard, hips bucking, whole body shaking, whining your name into your mouth like it hurts.
you follow right after, clenching around him, drawing it out.
he’s still trembling when you slow, arms locked around you, face buried in your neck.
“fuck,” he whispers, voice wrecked. “you’re gonna kill me one day.”
you kiss his damp cheek.
“you’d die happy.”
he laughs, weak, teary.
“yeah. i would.”
omg ive never laughed harder then today, cuffem and ron are so funny 😭😭😭
