NSFW DRABBLE — coat guy is a virgin, riding, the reader is teasing him & thinks he’s cute, he doesn’t take off his clothes this time, creampie, he cums too fast, reader doesn’t cum + he feels really embarrassed, clit play, don’t worry he’ll finger you later where you can cum, you have to guide him.
A/N — i wrote this last night, this is my first time writing for ninah so im still getting used to it! i hope you guys enjoy.. hehe.. requests r open too!
he let out a shuddering breath, hands gripping the edge of the couch as if it were his last option.
“o—oh, god—“
his breathing was heavy, eyes shut tightly in a poor attempt to compose his thoughts—he couldn’t look at you. he couldn’t. not now.
not when you were rolling your hips against his needily, not when you used him like a mere toy.
your cunt was suffocating, warm, wet, and wrapped tight around him.
he couldn’t handle it; it feels too good in a way that makes his head hurt. his breathing was labored, and his eyes finally fluttered open, making eye contact with you—his eyes glassy in unparalleled pleasure.
“aw,” you cooed. “does it feel good?”
you teased, your hands sliding up his clothed chest, your fingers curling around his scarf to loosen it more, exposing his neck.
he nodded quickly, his fingers digging into the fabric of your couch, causing a stinging feeling to fester, given the fact that some of his fingers were still healing after he ripped his fingernails off. yet, the sting was overshadowed by the boiling hot pressure bubbling in his lower stomach—he’s never done this before. loneliness had followed him all of his life, and with his secret? undressing was practically out of the question, yet you worked your way around his anxieties, simply undoing his pants’ zipper and tugging out his aching cock instead of undressing him.
a gasp left his lips when he felt your teeth bite into the skin of his neck.
his hands came to your waist, holding onto you tightly. “wh—what are you doing?!” he asked quickly, not used to the feeling. he could feel your warm tongue against his skin, a soft moaning leaving his lips.
“i’m just giving you a little mark,” you mumbled.
your lips grazing his skin before you sucked, he leaned his head to the side to give you more access—he whimpered. his eyes shut again as his brows furrowed upward.
this was just too much!
“mm, you like that?”
his cock throbbed.
your arms wrapped around him, like a hug, yet your hips kept bouncing against his dick—his aching cock rubbing against your walls in a way you so desperately missed since this hell started.
he moaned, he doesn’t remember the last time someone had held him—if there even was a time.
his body was cool. for a moment, you wondered if this man was dead, but the idea was simply absurd.
“you feel s’nice..” you drawled, moaning against his jacket.
his arms gripped your hips tighter, his lower belly coiling up tighter and tighter. his balls tensed, his whole body shook. he needed to cum. bad.
“i’m—“ he stuttered, his hips thrusting upward in an uneven pace. he couldn’t help himself.
you let out a muffled moan at his attempts, “you’re what?” you cooed, though you knew exactly what he meant.
“are you gonna cum?” you teased, pulling away from the warm hold you had on his body.
he looked up at you with a dazed expression, nodding quickly. his head felt like it was filled with cotton—you only smiled, moving your hands to the hem of your shirt before you pulled it up to expose your tits.
at the sight of your rounded tits, he threw his head back against the cushion, his body trembling, but now he wasn’t sure if it was simply because of the cold.
your tits bounced with every move of your hips, right in front of his face—he felt like a perverted teenager, but he’s never been able to experience something like this. no one has ever wanted to sleep with him, and even if they wanted to, the moment his shirt came up, he would be left with a lifeless body.
but this?
jesus christ.
he clenched his jaw, teeth girding as he so desperately tried to hold back a little longer—but the noises you made were too hard to ignore.
the soft moans and sighs coupled with the warmth of your tight cunt while your tits bounced? this was any man’s dream, really.
“—fuck!” he cried, voice wavering meekly as hips stilled.
his cum painted your insides quickly, spurting out, hard. can you blame him? he’s never been inside someone in all these years—it’s been built up! his body shivered, chest rising and falling rapidly as his eyes fluttered. overcome with a list of sensations he’s never felt before.
you, on the other hand, continued moving your hips.
not caring how shaky he was, or how his cum stayed inside your cunt, it was cute.
seeing him like this.
he gasped, “i—i’m s’sorry,” he said quickly, his eyebrows furrowed up in worry. “i didn’t mean to—“ he added quickly. his face, for once in his life, felt warm from embarrassment.
he just came inside you with no semblance of self-control, and neither did he ask for permission.
yet, you giggled, “it’s okay,” you replied, leaning down to press a kiss on his cheek.
“i liked it,” you shrugged, your hand finding your puffy clit as you felt his cock softening inside you.
he gulped.
“seeing you moan out like that was really hot, y’know?”
his eyes widened, bewildered. “..really?”
“yeah,”
your hand reached for his, tugging it to your cunt.
“but you didn’t let me cum.”
his eyes glanced down as he felt you push his hand to your cunt, palm pressed against your pubic bone, feeling the hair press against his skin before his fingers trailed down to press against your puffy clit.
your body shivered. “that’s it...” you sighed. “keep rubbing, okay?”
his eyes, still wide and bewildered, moved to look at your face. the blissful look in your face as his fingers rubbed your cunt made his cock twitch weakly inside you.
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