𑣲⋆ lloyd garmadon cries when he’s close.
“gah!- oh. oh, okay.. okay… so we’re doing this?” lloyd was patrolling for hours, he came back late. it upset you obviously, so you needed him now. you didn’t give him time to take off his gi, you just unzipped his pants and started stroking him off while he was still sitting on the bed.
“wait, can i at least take off my— ah!” he couldn’t talk, too overwhelmed with your soft fingers wrapped around his warmth. he tensed and laid his back against the bed, chest heaving. he was struggling. he bit his fist to keep quiet. you weren’t even talking.
“listen— i’m sorry, i promise ill be home early. please. please..” he begged. he didn’t even know why he was begging. you slowed to a stop, crawling on the bed to lay beside him. his chest was still heaving. you pressed a kiss to his lips, he softly bit down on your bottom lip when you pulled away. he looked at you for a long time.
“you promise, lloyd?” you caress his cheek, his eyes fluttered. he closed his eyes, leaning into your touch like a man who’d been starving. “yeah, i promise.” you smiled at that. lloyd’s gaze met yours when he opened his eyes. “can you.. keep doing that?” lloyd whispered like he was ashamed of even saying it. reluctance.
“doing what, lloyd? can’t you use your words?”
“… please keep stroking. please.”
you leaned closer, pressing a kiss to his jaw. “that’s my baby.” you whispered, sitting up— your arm outstretched, you started stroking him again, a fist on your cheek. he tensed again, then relaxed. he let out a soft, uncharacteristic shaky breath. you were unraveling him. you leaned closer to his face, looking at him.
“faster..” barely a breath escaped his lips. “what was that, lloyd?” you went slower, a torturous pace that made him so irritated. he groaned, then he whined. “faster, please! please!” he exclaimed, you smiled and went faster. his body clenched. he was getting close.
your thumb pressed against his tip, applying a soft pressure. lloyd was audible. he moaned, soft and low. then he whined, then— sniff.. sniffle.
“hah.. please.. please..” he sniffled, begging for you to go even faster. “more..” lloyd’s head rolled back against the mattress. “oh, lloyd.. look at you.” you cooed at him, soft and tender. you went faster. he whimpered, his cock twitching.
“i’m close.. oh i’m so close, please.. please!” lloyd was getting louder. “i’m gonna come, i’m gonna—“ he clamped his eyes shut, clenched up and with a loud moan came his release. he sobbed a little more, shivering. “aww, baby. you did so good for me..” you wiped his tears with your free hand.
“i’m— i’m gonna get you back for this..”
he didn’t sound convincing.
tae note: holy shit my first serious drabble where I don’t run my mouth about how much im hopping dih LOVE YOU GUYS!! xx 🥹✊🏾