⟢ ˚.🫖ᵎᵎ . now serving — RETIRED! Five Hargreeves x fem reader. ⟢ ˚.🫖ᵎᵎ .WARNING(S) soft smut | emotional intimacy | PIV | needy five | strong language | body worship | inaccurate depictions of sex | velcro boyfriend five supremacy | MDNI !!
⟢ sweet’s notes .ᐟ. first official smut lesgoo!!! i didn’t proofread this because i have this condition where when i start writing, i can’t seem to stop so… my bad.
⟢ part 1 can be found here! and morning shenanigans can be found here
The movie had long since blurred into background noise, the plot forgotten in favor of something far more interesting like the way you were settled in Five’s lap, your legs bracketing his hips, arms draped loosely over his shoulders.
It had started innocent enough just shifting around to get comfortable. But then Five’s hands had found their place, one splayed palm against your ass, the other idly tracing patterns along your thigh. His fingers toyed with the hem of your shorts absentmindedly, his touch slow and lazy, like he wasn’t even aware he was doing it.
It made it very hard to focus on the movie. In which he has already suggesting you move things to the bedroom hastily.
You shift slightly, trying to actually watch, but the movement draws a quiet hum from him, his grip on your waist tightening for just a second.
“You’re not paying attention” he murmurs, amused.
“Neither are you.” You blink, as if just remembering the film playing behind you.
“I have more important things in front of me.” His lips twitch in an amused scoff.
You roll your eyes but don’t fight him when he leans up, capturing your lips in a kiss. It’s soft at first, slow and teasing, but the moment you respond, fingers threading into his hair, tilting your head to deepen it as something shifts.
Five makes a quiet sound of approval, his hand slipping beneath your shirt, pressing warm against your spine as he pulls you in closer. You sigh into the kiss, your hips rocking against his slightly, and that’s all it takes for his grip to tighten, his nails faintly digging into your skin.
“This is not getting us to bed” you murmur against his lips, breathless.
“It’s a detour” Five chuckles, pressing another lingering kiss to your mouth.
“Mmm… We should really move though.” You shift again, trying to get up, but Five refuses to let go, merely pulling you right back into his lap.
“Five!” you laugh, swatting his shoulder. Earning a smug grin from him.
“Alright alright” With a sigh that is way too dramatic, he lets you slide off his lap. But the moment you stand, he catches your wrist, tugging you back down for one last kiss. One that’s slower, sweeter, like he’s reluctant to let the moment go.
Somehow, between kisses and laughter, you both stumble off the couch, hands blindly reaching for each other as you shuffle toward the bedroom.
An unfortunate rug enters the equation. A red shah abbas rug from Istanbul to be precise.
You don’t even know who tripped first but then in that one moment you’re giggling against Five’s lips, and the next, you both go tumbling, colliding against the bedroom door with a thud.
“That’s the second time you’ve fallen for me tonight.” Five huffs a quiet laugh against your lips.
“You are so lucky I like you.” You snort.
“Debatable.” he murmurs, and before you can reply, he catches your lips again, swallowing your giggle as he finally gets the door open, pulling you both inside.
The second you both stumble through the bedroom door, Five barely gives you a chance to regain your footing before he’s pulling you in again, catching your lips in another kiss. This time more slower and deeper as his fingers already slipping beneath the hem of your shirt.
You hum against his lips, your hands finding his shoulders as he walks you back towards the bed, his movements deliberate despite the lingering clumsiness from before. The back of your knees hit the mattress, and just as you’re about to lower yourself onto it, Five has other plans.
Instead, he grips your waist and pulls you with him as he falls backward onto the bed, making you land right back in his lap with a soft gasp.
“Was that necessary?” You blink down at him, slightly breathless.
“Absolutely.” His hands slide up your back, guiding you down as he leans up, capturing your lips once more as you straddled him.
This kiss is different now. It was less playful and more wanting. There’s no rush, no urgency, just the slow, intoxicating pull of his lips against yours, like he has no intention of stopping anytime soon.
You melt into it, your hands slipping into his hair, fingers threading through the dark strands as you tilt your head, deepening the kiss. Five makes a quiet groan of approval, his grip tightening on your waist as he presses you flush against him.
The weight of him beneath you, the warmth of his hands, the way he sighs into the kiss…. it makes your head spin.
His lips part slightly, allowing you to steal another kiss and another then another. He’s so warm, so solid beneath you, his fingers moving in slow, teasing circles against your skin.
When you finally pull away, both of you are breathless, your foreheads resting together.
“You’re a terrible distraction.” Five exhales a quiet chuckle, his fingers still tracing patterns against your back.
“You’re the one who keeps tempting me.”You grin.
His lips twitch, but instead of answering, he shifts beneath you, flipping your positions so that you’re the one lying back now, the mattress soft beneath you as he hovers above, his weight pressing into you deliciously.
He leans down, pressing a lingering kiss to your jaw, then another to the corner of your mouth before finally catching your lips again, softer this time.
Five starts to trail kisses down the column of your neck, slowly undoing the buttons of your shirt while his slightly chapped lips scratch against your skin making you shudder. His hand slides up your thigh as his fingers dancing along your inner thigh until they reach the hem of your shorts. Your boyfriend teases the skin along the waistband tugging at it lightly before slipping his hand beneath, Five’s palm cupping your bare thigh.
You gasp softly as his lips find your collarbone, pressing a kiss there before he starts to work his way down to your cleavage. With the other hand sliding up your stomach, Five’s fingers splaying across your ribcage as he pushes your shirt up. His touch leaves a trail of goosebumps in its wake.
Leaning down, he presses a kiss to the swell of your breasts, his tongue darting out to taste your skin. Your boyfriend’s hand inches higher, his fingers brushing against the material of your panties. He rubs slow circles against the fabric, feeling the growing dampness.
You arch into him, a breathy moan escaping your lips as his fingers apply more pressure. He smirks against your skin, his teeth grazing your nipple through the thin material of your bra.
"Five" you breathed out, tangling your fingers in his hair as your gaze slowly falls onto him, swallowing your words like a lump in your throat.
“Mmm… yeah?” Your boyfriend murmured against your skin, not thinking much while he tugs your panties aside and slips a finger inside your slick folds, stroking your most sensitive spots.
You cry out, your back arching off the bed as pleasure shoots through you. "Shit" you gasp, your hips rocking against his hand. He adds a second finger, pumping them in and out of you with his thumb circling your clit gently. Slowly Five would work you until you were close.
Sensing this, he pulls back, his fingers slipping out of you.
“Why?” Your eyebrows scrunched in dissatisfaction as you watched your boyfriend chuckle softly.
“Be patient I’m getting there.” Five said in between sadistic chuckles while tugging his shirt over his head and tossing it to the side, letting it pile onto the floor.
Immediately he works on your shorts and panties, stripping them off completely, tossing them onto the floor to join his discarded shirt. He shuffles down the bed, settling between your thighs while a pout was evident on your lips.
"Let me taste you." he says, his breath hot against your core. Then his mouth is on you, his tongue licking a broad stripe up your slit before focusing on your clit, sucking and flicking the sensitive bud.
"Oh god, Five!" you mewled, fisting the sheets beneath you. He doesn't let up, continuing his relentless pursuit, driving you closer and closer to the edge with every lap of his tongue and flick of his fingers. Your thighs tremble, your breath coming in short, sharp gasps as you feel your orgasm building rapidly.
"Baby, please" you moaned out, tangling your fingers in his hair and pushing his face harder against you. He groans in response, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through your core.
Without warning, your orgasm crashes over you like a wave. His name coming out as soft moans falling from your lips like a never ending chant as your back arches. Your inner walls clench and flutter around his fingers, coating his hand and chin in your essences.
He doesn't stop, continuing to lap at you through your high, prolonging your pleasure until you collapse back onto the bed, utterly spent. Only then does he pull away, his face glistening with your juices.
Crawling up to you, he captures your mouth in a needy kiss, letting you taste yourself on his lips and tongue. You can feel his hard length pressing insistently against your thigh, knowing damn well how needy he is.
Breaking the kiss he kneels in between your thighs as you watch him unbuckle his pants. The soft echo of the metal clicking hits your ears as he hastily kicks the restrictive piece of clothing to the floor.
“Fighting with your pants now?” You teased watching as he reaches over to the nightstand drawer and retrieves a condom, tearing it with his teeth.
Five adjusts the tinted rubber onto his pretty cock, making your mouth water just by looking at it, growing more impatient for him as you watch his veins and angry tip pulse against the snug condom.
“Yeah, because it’s stopping me from being with you” He rolls his eyes playfully.
Settling back between your thighs, he lines himself up with your entrance, the head of his cock nudging against your slick folds.
With a swift thrust of his hips, he buries himself inside you to the hilt, a guttural moan escaping his lips at the feel of your tight heat enveloping him.
"Fuck" he hisses, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment before opening to gaze down at you intently. "You feel incredible."
You wrap your legs around his waist, urging him even deeper as you both begin to move together, lost in the rhythm of your passion. The room fills with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and your mutual moans and cries of pleasure.
He leans down to capture your mouth again, kissing you deeply as he drives into you again and again and again. One hand slides down to grip your breast, squeezing the flesh as he changes the angle of his thrusts slightly, hitting that perfect spot inside you that makes you see stars. He circles his thumb around your hardened nipples, pushing against the bud for that delicious friction.
Your nails rake down his back, leaving red lines in their wake while you mark his back, holding onto his skin like life depends on it.
He continues his relentless pace, the bed creaking beneath you with the force of his thrusts. You can feel another orgasm building quickly.
“Five, I'm s-so close…." you manage to gasp out, your voice high and breathy.
He doubles his efforts, pounding into you harder and faster, the room echoing with the crude slap of skin on skin and your escalating moans. "That's it, baby. Let go" Your boyfriend growls, his voice strained with his own growing orgasm.
Your nails dig into his shoulders as you hang on for dear life, your hips bucking to meet his thrusts. With a final cry of his name, you come undone, your inner walls clenching vice-like around his throbbing cock as a mind-blowing orgasm crashes through you.
Five buries his face in your neck, muffling his own shout of ecstasy against your skin as he finds his release, his hot seed spurting deep inside the condom. His hips jerk erratically, riding out the waves of his climax as he fills you with his essence.Your bodies remain entwined, both of you struggling to catch your breath in the aftermath of your intense lovemaking. He collapses onto you, his weight a delicious pressure against your sweat-slicked skin.
"Well…" he murmurs, pressing a tender kiss to your shoulder blade as he slowly softens inside you. "So much for finishing that movie."
You let out a breathless laugh, running your fingers through his damp hair.
"Our movie was better anyway." you reply, still basking in the afterglow.
He lifts his head to smile at you, his eyes crinkling at the corners in that way you adore. "Of course you’d say that." he counters, leaning in to brush your lips with his in a sweet, intimate kiss.
As you both slowly come down from your euphoric high, he carefully pulls out of you, your bodies separating with a soft, intimate sound. He disposes of the condom, then settles in beside you, pulling you into his arms so that your back is pressed against his chest.
The room was now warm, filled with the slow rise and fall of your breathing, the dim glow from the bedside lamp casting soft shadows across the sheets.
Silence lingers for a while, comfortable and easy, until you finally break it.
“Y’know…” you murmur, voice drowsy but amused. “For someone who pretends to be all grumpy and emotionally detached, you sure are a clingy cuddler.”
Five scoffs, but his fingers don’t stop their slow, absentminded tracing along your skin. “Clingy?” he repeats, raising a brow. “I hate to break it to you, sweetheart, but you’re the one sprawled all over me.”
You peek up at him, lips twitching. “That’s called reciprocation. You started it.”
He hums, pretending to consider. “Mmm… no, I think it was you.”
You roll your eyes, nudging his ribs with your fingers. “Gaslighting me after that? Rude.”
He smirks, but instead of arguing, he leans down, pressing a slow, lazy kiss to your lips. It’s soft, almost teasing, but there’s something undeniably tender about it, like he’s not quite ready to let go of the moment.
When he pulls back, you’re smiling, eyes half-lidded as you brush your fingers through his dark hair. “Fine, I’ll allow it” you sigh dramatically. “But only because the sex was amazing.”
Five scoffs again, shaking his head. “If this is what I have to put up with for the rest of my life, I might need to reconsider some choices.”
“Too late. You’re stuck with me.” You grin, shifting closer, pressing a kiss to his jaw.
“God help me.” he mutters, but his arms tighten around you, pulling you even closer, his lips brushing your temple.
Silence falls again, heavier with drowsiness this time. Your breathing slows, your body sinking further against his, and Five exhales softly, his fingers still trailing over your back, lulling you both toward sleep.
“… I am good in bed, though” he mutters after a long pause, his voice barely above a whisper.
You giggle, pressing your face into his chest, and with one last lingering kiss to your forehead Five lets out a quiet, contented sigh, pulling the blankets up around you both.
And just like that, you lose yourselves in each other again. Slow kisses, quiet laughter, hands lazily wandering as exhaustion finally starts to tug at the edges of your awareness.
You’re curled up in Five’s arms, limbs tangled beneath the sheets as he lazily traces circles on your bare back. His body is warm against yours, radiating that kind of comfortable heat that makes it impossible to move, even if you wanted to, which, at this point, you’re pretty sure Five wouldn’t even let you.
“You’re kind of a Velcro boyfriend.” You murmur, voice drowsy but amused.
Five pauses mid-trace, lifting his head slightly to look at you. “What?”
You grin, shifting just enough to glance up at him. “A Velcro boyfriend. You’re all over me, all the time.” You demonstrate by wiggling your arms slightly, only for Five to tighten his grip instinctively, proving your point.
His brows furrow. “That’s ridiculous. I’m not–” He stops, eyes narrowing. “Did you just make that up?”
“Nope. I saw it on TikTok.” You giggle, shaking your head.
Five stares at you, unimpressed. “Of course you did.”
“It’s a real thing!” you insist, laughing as you reach up to push his hair back. “It’s what people call their clingy boyfriends. Which you are.”
Five scoffs, rolling his eyes. “I’m not clingy. I just happen to like keeping you close.”
“Velcro” You added just to egg him on.
He narrows his eyes at you, then, without warning, tightens his arms around you completely, rolling onto his back and dragging you with him so that you’re sprawled across his chest.
“Five!” You yelp in surprise, laughing as you try, and apparently fail, to wiggle free.
“You brought this on yourself” he says smugly, arms locked around you like an unbreakable vice.
You groan dramatically. “Oh my god. You’re literally proving my point.”
Five smirks, utterly unrepentant. “Good. Maybe this will teach you not to get your relationship terminology from a social media app made for children.”
“So what, you don’t want me calling you my Velcro boyfriend?” You huff, shifting slightly to rest your chin on his chest, pouting up at him.
Five pretends to consider, fingers trailing lazily down your spine. “…No. It sounds ridiculous.”
You grin. “Alright, Mr. Velcro.”
“No, you won’t” you hum smugly, pressing a kiss to his jaw. “You’d miss me too much.”
“Unfortunately, what a tragedy” Five sighs, long and suffering, but his grip on you stays firm, his lips brushing your temple as he mutters against your skin,
And despite all his protests, despite all his eye rolls and scoffs, Five doesn’t loosen his hold on you even once for the rest of the night. Leaving lazy kisses down your jaw to your shoulder.
“Alright, now we should actually sleep.” It’s only when your movements slow, kisses turning into sleepy pecks, that Five finally sighs, resting his forehead against yours.
You hum, curling closer to him, a small smile on your lips. “Five more minutes?”
His chuckle is quiet, but his arms tighten around you, holding you close as he presses one last kiss to your temple.
Slowly the world fades, leaving only warmth, tangled limbs, and the soft rhythm of each other’s breaths.
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