an! This is short, ik. I just have so many requests I want to push them out as fast as I can

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an! first of…like seven requests. woooooooooo

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“Shhh, baby~” he whispered against your neck, giving your hips a gentle squeeze. “Let me take care of you…” *he kissed your neck slowly, pushing you down onto the soft bed. His touch was soft and gentle…slow. Like you were made of glass and would shatter if he tossed you only a bit too harshly. His hands went up and down your thighs, barely gracing the lace of the panties he had bought you for your birthday. The black matching bra, hanging on by just a single strap on your shoulder.

“Can I take this off, pretty girl?” He asked softly, his scarred hand coming up to caress your chest gently. He waited for your approval, given by a flustered nod before clasping the bra off you, throwing it off the side of the bed as he ogled you, almost eating you with his eyes. Flustered, you covered yourself with your arms which made him laugh softly, he pulled your arms away, clasping his fingers with yours. The sweet smile he wore he was using to mask the growing (literally) lust in his pants. “Don’t be shy, baby.” He kissed between your breasts, looking up at you from your chest. “You’re so pretty…”

You blushed, looking away which made him chuckle. He began kissing down the center of your body, going from your ribs down to your belly button. His two fingers hooked onto the elastic of your panties before pulling them down, smirking at the string of arousal that connected them to you before it snapped. “So wet f'me.” He whispered, kissing your thighs lovingly. He kissed your clit once before using his fingers to rub the pearl, feeling as your thighs tensed.

“Y'ready for me, baby?” He asked as he used his free hand to pull his dick out of his pants. He stroked his dick a few timed, hissing as his fingertips brushed against his leaking tip. He brushed his dick against your folds, thrusting slowly and soaking his length in your juices. “I’ll go slow, ‘kay…” he whispers into your ear, kissing down your jawline before kissing your lips softly as a way to brace you for the stretch. His tip poked your hole before sliding in, his lips swallowing your whimpers and moans. “Shhh,” he cooed as he pulled away from your lips “that’s a good girl.” He smiled, the scar across his eye creasing a bit as he did. He waited for a second before slowly thrusting in and out, his pace was slow but you could feel him almost in your tummy. He drew soft moans and mewls from your mouth, your breath coming in ragged gasps. He would whisper soft whispers into your ear, kissing down your jaw and neck every once in a while.

“That’s a good girl,” he’d whisper, wrapping your limp legs around his hips as he raised your hips off the bed slightly to hit you deeper, making your eyes roll back. He was so soft with you, unlike how harsh and mean he was outside with everyone else. He had a soft spot for you, and the fact that you let him be this close to you was the greatest thing to him. “I love you,” he flicked your nipples, helping you finally come undone around him, “so so much.”

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written by nat! 🧋
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