summary: you and your boyfriend have been arguing the whole weekend, you reach your breaking point and turn to Randy for comfort he knows exactly how to make you feel better and forget about everything else.
contains: porn with little plot, usage of ‘y/n’, cursing cheating, oral (f receiving), pinv, unprotected sex, degradation ( randy gets a lil mean and calls y/n a slut ), overstimulation, praise if you squint, possessiveness, you will be fucked and flipped around
notes: based off the song Gates Flow 2 “your boyfriends a lame so i’m bout fuck your brains out” since it’s been flooding my fyp , not proofread
you stood in front of the hotel door wearing a short pair of fold over shorts and a pink tank top, were you uncomfortable standing in that hallway wearing that, yes which is why you desperately knocked on the the door once more before it opened
“randy” you said, randy jr stood in the doorway blinking sleepily. he was completely shirtless, wearing nothing but low-slung pajama pants that framed his waist and highlighted a distinct happy trail. “y/n it’s so late why are you outside of your room” he asked
“we got into another argument,” you admitted, your voice cracking slightly. “I needed air, so I stormed out... but when I came back, the door was locked. he won't open it.”
randy looked you up and down before stepping aside and nodding his head, gesturing you to come inside and you did
he didn't press for answers right away. Instead, he walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down, patting the mattress beside him and you sat down next to him, the exhaustion finally catching up to you as your shoulders slumped.
before you could even start explaining, Randy reached out, wrapping a heavy, warm arm around your shoulders. He pulled you gently into his side. the heat radiating from his bare chest was comforting, a stark contrast to the freezing hallway you’d just been standing in.
“talk to me” he murmured, his thumb lightly rubbing your arm.
that was all it took for the floodgates to open.
“I just don't get it, Randy,” you started, your voice rising as the frustration bubbled back up. “it’s been the exact same argument since friday, every little thing turns into a screaming match. I tried to de-escalate it, I tried to just give us both space, but it’s like he wants to fucking fight.”
you gestured wildly with your hands, spilling out every petty comment, every misunderstanding, and the sheer exhaustion of walking on eggshells all weekend. Randy just listened, nodding along, his grip tightening protectively around you whenever your voice cracked with emotion. you ranted until your throat felt dry, finally letting your head drop against his shoulder with a heavy sigh.
“I'm just so tired of feeling like I'm always the one trying to fix things” you finished quietly, staring down at your lap.
randy let out a soft breath, his chest rising and falling against your cheek. He leaned his head down, resting his chin lightly against the top of your hair for a moment before he spoke.
“look at me” he said softly.
you tilted your head up to look at him. His dark eyes were gentle and completely focused on you, and a slow, reassuring smile began to spread across his lips.
“let’s forget about him for tonight” Randy said, his voice dropping to a soothing tone. “I know what can make you feel better.”
randy didn't wait for you to answer. he slid down from the edge of the bed, dropping to his knees on the floor right between your thighs. your breath hitched as his hands gripped your thighs, pulling you closer to home
he rubbed down your thighs and back up again his thumbs rubbing soothing circles into your skin through the thin fabric of your shorts.
“randy, wait” you whispered, your heart hammering against your chest. “we shouldn't be doing this”
he looked up at you, his dark eyes intense and heavy with desire. “forget about him” he murmured, his voice a low “he doesn't deserve you anyway. not after leaving you out in that hall”
before you could protest again, his fingers hooked into the waistband of your shorts, smoothly sliding them down your legs along with your underwear. the cool air hit your bare pussy for a split second before the heat of his breath replaced it. when his tongue made first contact, a gasp ripped from your throat, your fingers instantly tangling into his hair.
he knew exactly what he was doing. randy used his tongue with a agonizingly perfect mix of broad, wet strokes and sharp, teasing pressure right where you needed it most. the pleasure was so sudden and intense that your thighs started to tremble uncontrollably against his shoulders.
"randy, please," you whimpered, arching your hips up into his mouth.
he just groaned against your skin, his hands moving to grip the back of your thighs to hold you still as he quickened the pace. he reached up and gently pushed you back onto to bed. the sensation was overwhelming, making your head roll back onto the mattress.
“oh my god!” you whined as he stuck a single finger in and gently pushed it in and out of you slowly
“let me take care of you y/n” he murmured against your clit, his hot breath making your skin goosebump. “just let it go”
your legs shook violently as a massive wave of release crashed over you, your toes curling as you cried out his name, shuddering completely under his touch.
he groaned against your skin, his hands moving up to grip the underside of your thighs to hold you steady as he quickened the pace. his tongue flicked faster, unyielding and relentless, driving you closer and closer to the edge
and just like that you came and he sucked you through the climax until you were completely spent.
“i’m sorry!” you said covering your mouth in shock at how fast you came, randy chuckeld and shook his head “it’s okay baby, i can tell you needed that”
you lay there panting, your vision blurry, but he didn't let you rest for long. before you could even catch your breath, randy was standing up, shedding his pajama pants in one fluid motion. he climbed back onto the bed, pushing you back onto the sheets.
he reached down and lifted your hips, guiding your legs up until your knees were bent completely over your own shoulders, opening you up entirely to him in the dim light.
looking up at him like this, the reality of the situation rushed back for a fleeting second. “what if he hears?” you breathed, panicking slightly at how close your actual hotel room was. "the walls are so thin, randy. what if he comes looking for me and hears us?”
randy leaned down, his chest pressing flat against yours, pinning you into the mattress as he lined himself up. “so? let him hear” he said directly into your ear “i dont give a fuck, let him walk past that door and know exactly who's taking care of you”
with one deep push, he slid completely inside you. the fullness of his cock made you stretch, a tight, needy moan escaping your lips as your eyes closed tightly. randy didn't waste a single second, he immediately began to thrust in and out of you at a hard, deep pace that had the headboard thudding softly against the wall with every stroke.
he leaned down lower, his lips brushing against your earlobe as he drove into you again and again, hitting a spot that made your entire body go practically numb.
“fuck, y/n this pussy feels so good around me” he groaned, his hands gripping your waist. he hit that exact angle again, eliciting a loud, breathless sob from you. randy smirked against your neck. “does he ever hit this spot? huh? does he make you scream like this?”
“n-no randy, no” you cried out, your hands gripping his bare shoulders for dear life
“that's right” randy whispered roughly, his chest heaving as he picked up the speed, driving into you with everything he had. “he doesn't know what to do with you. you're mine tonight”
every single thought of the weekend, the argument, and your boyfriend was completely erased from your mind, replaced entirely by the consuming heat of randy's touch and the rhythm of his body against yours.
randy suddenly gripped your waist, lifting you up and flipping you over onto your stomach in one rough movement. you barely had time to press your face into the pillows before his hands were on you again, pulling you backward until your hips were resting right at the very edge of the mattress.
your upper body was draped over the side, your hands reaching down to brace yourself against the carpeted floor for balance, while randy stayed up on the bed, kneeling right behind you. from this angle, your hips were tilted up perfectly for him, completely exposed and helpless to whatever he wanted to do next.
“randy!” you started, but the word was cut off as he quickly and roughly thrusted back into
without the mattress absorbing any of the impact, he was able to go even harder and deeper than before. every single thrust hit your g spot, making your spine arch wildly. the intensity of it was too much to keep quiet and a loud, echoing scream ripped from your lips, bouncing off the walls of the dark hotel room. randy just groaned, his hands wrapping around the front of your hips to pull you firmly against his cock with every heavy, relentless stroke, setting a punishing pace that had you completely breathless and crying out into the empty space below the bed.
just as you thought you couldn't take any more of the depth, the hard rhythm suddenly stopped. randy stayed buried deep inside you, his chest heaving heavily against your back as he reached over to the nightstand. you heard the familiar chime of his phone screen lighting up.
he pulled your hair back gently, forcing you to look over your shoulder as he held the phone up, angling the camera down so you could see exactly how stretched open you were around him, the flash illuminating his cock slowly going in and out of your puffy soaking pussy. you heard the sharp click of the camera taking a picture, followed by the soft whir of a video recording the twitching of your thighs.
“randy, what are you doing? ss-stop” you whimpered, trying to shift away, but he held you firmly in place with his weight, his fingers typing rapidly on the screen.
your own phone on the nightstand vibrated a second later.
“since you love him so much, i'm not gonna send these to him” randy said as he began to pound inside you again
“but i'm gonna send them straight to you, y/n. so every single time he's lying on top of you, thinking he owns you, you can look at your phone and have a reminder of exactly how loud you scream when my thick dick is stretching your tight little pussy out from behind while you beg me to ruin you.”
his words sent a jolt of heat straight to your core, making you melt around him as he locked his phone, dropped it back on the mattress, and immediately started pounding into you again with a renewed, devastating force.
every heavy and hard thrust from behind sent a wave of total sensation down your body, making your hands slip against the carpet as you tried to maintain your balance. randy noticed, his fingers digging into your hips to hold you perfectly still, anchoring you so he could drive even deeper into you.
“look at yourself” he growled, his voice a low as he kept up the brutal pace “look down at the floor and think about how you're leaking all over my sheets while he's sitting a few doors down wondering where you went”
“randy, please!” you cried out, your voice breaking as he hit that sweet spot again, hard enough to make your vision blur.
“please what? tell me what you want” he teased as he slowed his hips down for a fraction of a second, pulling almost all the and rubbing the tip at your now swollen entrance “you want me to stop? or do you want me to stretch you out so bad that you won't even be able to walk straight back to his room?”
“don't stop! please don't stop!” you whined, your fingers clawing at the carpet as the friction built to an unbearable peak.
randy let breathless chuckle and he slammed back in to the absolute hilt, eliciting a loud, broken sob from you, his movements turning frantic and desperate. “that's right. forget about him. he doesn't know how to handle you. he doesn't know how tight you get when you're about to cum, does he?”
he leaned over you, his fingers pinched at one of your nipples under your shirt as his hips pounded against yours with a wet, heavy pace “i'm the only one who gets you this wet. i'm the only one who makes you scream like a slut in a random hotel room. tell me whose pussy this is, y/n. tell me who owns this pussy tonight.”
“yours!” you sobbed out, completely broken down by the intensity of it all, your head dropping onto your arms as the room spun. "it's yours, randy, please!”
"that’s right it's my oussy” he groaned, his grip tightening on your waist until his knuckles turned white. “and you're gonna remember the way it feels every single time he tries to touch you.”
the sound of his hips slamming against yours filled the quiet room, completely drowning out the distant hum of the hotel hallway. you couldn't even think straight anymore your entire universe had narrowed down to the cold carpet beneath your fingertips, the sensation between your thighs, and the crushing weight of randy’s body keeping you pinned to the edge of the bed.
randy was completely breathless now, his chest heaving aggressively with every deep, punishing stroke. he reached down, he leaned down completely and his large hand sliding under your stomach to cup your throat gently, forcing your head up just enough so he could whisper right into your ear.
“you like being sluted out by me, don't you?” he rasped, his voice dropping “you've been wanting this all weekend.”
“no- i- “ you tried to gasp out, but he cut you off by driving in a little harder, hitting that deep spot with an unforgiving angle that made your thighs shudder violently.
“don't lie to m y/n” randy cooed, his grip on your hips tightening until it almost bruised. “you didn't come to my room just to talk. you knew exactly what would happen the second i opened that door”
the raw dirtiness of his words made your body betray you, tightening instantly around his length. randy let out a loud groan at the sudden squeeze, his pace turning fast and frantic as he neared his limit.
“fuck, you're so tight” he choked out, his movements becoming heavy and relentless, pushing you so far over the edge of the mattress that your chest was practically touching the floor. “im about to cum..tighten up just a little bit more for me baby, take all this dick in for me one last time”
you couldn't even answer him. another wave of release hit you like a truck, your vision going completely dark as your muscles convulsed around him. randy gave three more deep, desperate thrusts, a loud groan ripping from his chest as he came deep inside you, holding his hips locked flush against yours until every last drop was gone
randy stayed buried inside you for a long moment, his chest heaving heavily against your back as he waited for his breathing to slow down. the room was dead silent, save for the sound of your shared, ragged gasps echoing in the dark.
slowly, he pulled out of you with a soft, wet sound that made you whimper. he reached down and gently grabbed your waist, pulling your limp body back onto the safety of the mattress. you collapsed onto your side, your legs still trembling uncontrollably and your skin damp with sweat. randy climbed over you, collapsing onto his back right beside you, one heavy arm pulling you flush against his chest.
he leaned down and kissed the top of your head, his voice still low and raspy. “i told you i'd make you feel better” he murmured, his thumb rubbing your bare hip.
you just nodded, too exhausted to speak, your eyes heavy as the absolute exhaustion of the weekend finally started to pull you under. for the first time in days, the knot of tension in your stomach was completely gone.
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