synopsis: youâve been working at the flagship tavern too much! flins has been acting weird.. time to go home and check up on him!
warnings: 1.1k word count, small plot, fem reader (she/her), short smut, creampie, ooc sorry i wanted him as a whimpering mess before taking control
notes: (FIRST SMUT SORRY IF ITS HORRID) hi all! its been two years and im thinking bout flins instead of college!
flins would assume himself to be a patient man, hell, heâs never even grasped the concept of time after living for so long. but after meeting you?, heâs never been more impatient in his life.
the knob turns, âflins, iâm home now!â you excitedly greet. though itâs the middle of the night, youâre always full of positive energy. he loves this side of you, but he canât bear to realize the fact that it seems like only these late hours affect him only.
flins could only quietly sneak up behind you, grabbing at your waist like a lost puppy and tucking your hair at the side of your ear. âyou told me youâd get off earlier today. why are you so late?â you donât address it, but you could swear there was a slight whine in his throat.
ââm sorry.. the guys really wanted to play a few more games today.â you place your hands over his, gliding your thumb against his pale skin. it feels cold to the touch, as if heâs been nervous the entire night.
his eyes perk up. âgames?â
a slight annoyance in his voice, you think to yourself. when you guys first met, he was nothing but a ball of politeness. you enjoyed that side of him, but the more you guys hung out the more clingy he seems to be. you understand, though. itâs probably been a while since heâs felt love.
ây-yeah..â you stutter, âit wasnât anything weird, it was just a drinking game.â
âyou drank? tell me then, are you sober right now?â
your eyebrows canât help but raise up at the mysterious question, âwell.. yeah? i didnât really particip-â
before you can even finish your sentence, you can feel flins slightly grinding on you from behind. âiâve missed you, mâlady.â
âyouâre bad at hiding that fact, yâknow?â you chuckle, returning the favor by grinding back. he lets out a little whimper, pressing harder every second. it started to become a little unbearable for flins, and he even managed to force his head down on your neck, taking a small bite. it was hard enough to leave a mark, maybe if you returned to the flagship the next morning, people can look at it and leave you alone. then youâd be able to return home to him. you thought to yourself.
âwhat are you, flins? a vampire now?â you turn around, giving him a kiss with one hand palming his cock. ângh-â stiffened noises escaped his throat, and it excited you. âplease..â
âplease what? say it, tell me what you want. iâll give you everything you deserve.â
he moans into your neck, youâre still actively palming him. âplease â let me have you for tonight? i.. i canât go without it.â
you chuckle, âyou donât have to be so polite about it yâknow? be a little vulgar, like how i taught you.â
âplease let me fuck you, i canât go tonight without cumming inside.â
oh.. that was a little too easy. it felt strange to hear that coming directly from his voice, you were only teasing after all. however, promises are promises, correct? pushing him onto the bed, he wasted no time in removing both of your guysâ garments.
you watch as his pathetic puppy eyes stare at you, worshipping you like you were some sort of goddess. seeing your body shine underneath the moonlight made something in him snap, and he immediately flips over so that heâs above you.
âfuck, flins! s-slow down!â
how long has it been? you feel fucked out, heâs made you cum over 3 times yet he hasnât came at all. youâd believe that for someone who wanted you home for so long, heâd cum in under 5 minutes like a loser. (un)fortunately, heâs had you on a leash for an hour.
his cock repeatedly pistons inside of you, leaving you no space to catch your breath. âyouâre so wet. and i thought i was the one that missed you the most. how come itâs you thatâs came the most so far?â
your hands find his way onto his hair, tucking it back and looking deep into his eyes. his eyes glossy, he looks at you with a smile. you tried smiling back, but he hits that sweet spot over and over again, making your eyes roll back every time. each moan he drew from you, the more powerful he felt. his cock was made for you, it fit so perfectly well.
he was fucking you so good, you started debating if work was even worth it anymore.
you were a little disappointed, thinking youâd be able to top like always. i guess a switch of roles wasnât so bad. one of his hands drifted down from your neck to your chest, squeezing it relentlessly. leaning down, he took one nipple into his mouth. you felt desperate, you wanted more..
âflins.. please â can you cum in me? can you? i promise when you do.. iâll be all yours, hell- iâll even be out of work for mate-â maternity leave? youâre really thinking ahead, huh..
he shuts you up with a kiss. you feel yourself trembling underneath his body, he never slowed down his rhythm. after you said that, he picked it up a pace. at this point, you were nothing but a moaning mess. your legs were shaking, chest heaving heavily from going on for so long.
flins whines, âfuck, iâm close. do i have your permission to cum in you, beautiful?â
âs-shit! yes.. please. give everything to me. your anger, your sorrows.. let me share the burden with you.â
that was all he needed, flins took one final push before cumming inside. you felt so full, cum threatening to go past your cervix. you could feel every single drop, not wanting to waste any.
after what felt like forever, flins finally pulls out of you. cum oozes out of your hole, and he was too busy admiring his work. âshit. sorry, maybe i was the one that won the âi miss youâ war. look at that.â
ân-no times for jokes like this again.. i canât even feel my entire lower body..â you sighed out. you never felt so limp in your life, was that him at 100%? could you force more power out of him?
as you were lost in thought, flins pulls you in for a hug. sweating, he plants a kiss at your cheek. âletâs shower and clean up for the night, iâm tired.â
smiling, you pat his head. âof course. go get the water ready, will you?â
maybe if you work even later, youâd receive a much more powerful punishment. after all, you were only late by an hour today.
author notes: im a little disappointed with this but i got burnt out.. hopefully itâs ok for someone that hasnât touched the pen in two years..