jealous!fwb!bellamy blake that ends with smut?
— ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝓯riends with benefits ◞ bellamy blake !
◟ ☆ ݁ ⋆ ꒱ sneaking away with bellamy during a party.￨female reader x bellamy blake . mild language, smut smut smut, unprotected sex !
authors note, hi baby, i am so sorry this took me forever to get out, i hope it’s as good as you were hoping! <3
you’re seated on his lap, your legs spread slightly with your head hung back over his shoulder, the soft music from the common room down the hall over shining the whiny and breathy moans that were currently falling from your half parted lips,
the mixture of his hot breath fanning on the side of your neck along with the way his fingers lazily thrusted in you, was making your body feel faint and your brain feel fuzzy
“please,” the word fell from your lips in a desperate whine as you arched your back up from his chest, attempting to get his fingers to go deeper,
bellamy chuckled lightly to himself and brought his lips down; littering your skin with light and gentle kisses across your shoulder, causing goosebumps to arise all across your body
the thought of being caught with him in such a vulnerable position was now long gone; all you could focus on was him, his lips, his hands, his words, everything about him.
bellamy’s fingers slowed, making you let out a disappointment whine; “gotta make this quick baby,” he huffed, “the party’s gonna end soon.”
and with that he pulled his fingers out and you sighed, leaning back against him, taking a mental note to get him back for that later
he brings his hand back around to the zipper of his slacks, undoing it and leaning further back against the black leather couch, while you lean forward and slip your panties down from your knees and off your ankles, tossing them on the side of the couch next to you.
you feel as he maneuvers you to where you’re now laying with your back pressed against the leather; with him standing between you.
you wrap your arms around his shoulders and pull him down, pressing your lips to his softly. bellamy kisses you slowly while shoving his pants halfway down, too eager to remove them fully.
bellamy finally free’s his cock from the restraint of his pants, and he’s grateful that he’s already halfway hard, he jerked it a few times before pulling away from you, sitting up so he’s able to line up his cock with your entrance,
you watch with half-lidded eyes as he slowly lets a string of spit fall from his lips down onto your pussy, using cock to spread it around,
bellamy lifts your leg and places your calf on his shoulder, leaning forward and slowly pushing his cock in, the stretch of him still stinging no matter how many times you’ve slept together;
bellamy’s movements were slow, his hands holding a firm grip on your hips as he thrusted into you - and if it weren’t for the loud music blaring from the speakers in the common room down the hall you surely would’ve been caught from the sounds of your sopping cunt alone,
“bell-” you wrap your arms back around his neck and pull him down, connecting your lips to his, the kiss was sloppy but neither of you really cared
“fuck-you feel so good,” you moaned, lowering your head to watch as he slides in and out of you,
“yeah? better than that prick you were talking to at the bar?”
you nodded, “so much better,”
the man he was referring to was someone you had seen a few times around camp but had only recently started hanging out with
the guy was sweet and sensitive, he treated you like a first priority, and he genuinely wanted to have something real with you, he was everything that bellamy wasn’t, and although you weren’t in a relationship with this other guy, you still felt bad leaving him alone to sneak away with bellamy,
but that guilt soon subsided as his tip brushed against that soft spot deep inside of you - and you’re left pressing your thighs together, which makes him let out a breathy chuckle,
“oh, just-shut up and fuck me”
bellamy smirked slightly, and tightened his grip on your hips, continuing his thrusts at an even pace, you cry out to him, “so, so close.”
“make me cum, bell,” you pleaded with him as the knot in your stomach tightened, and bellamy brought his hand down, between the two of you and pressing his finger against your clit, circling it softly, you whined and arched up into him,
“please, bellamy,” you plead, clinging onto him as your toes curled.
bellamy brought his head down, kissing your neck, “i’m gonna cum.” you breathe, as your nails dig harshly into his shoulders,
“that’s it, come on baby,” he says, his words sent you over the edge and you finally let go, throwing your head back as you let out out a mixture of moans and heavy pants,
he’s buried in you til the hilt, his thrusts softening as he brings you closer and closer to your climax, the feeling is so soft and intimate, that it almost feels as if you’re in love with one another,
you bury your face in the crook of his neck, breathing heavily as the pads of his fingers on your clit speed up - “mm, fuck.”
you clench around him, letting the knot in your abdomen finally snap, mewling lightly into his skin as you huff out a few whiny breath as you cum around his cock
he breathes out your name softly and moves to press his lips against your shoulder, his cock twitches inside of you and as if your orgasm triggered him, white spurts of his cum filling you to the brim
as bellamy rode out his high, you struggled to catch your breath, eventually though his thrusts still and he sits up, and very gently removes your leg from his shoulder, bending your knee whilst placing your foot down on the couch, he chuckles softly seeing as your legs trembled, he’s gentle as he spreads your thighs apart softly and pulls out, eliciting a soft whimper from you at the sensation.
your head fell back against the leather as your chest heaved up and down heavily as you tried to slow the race of your heartbeat, bellamy sat back slightly and brought his hand to the top of your knee, rubbing it gently which made your stomach flutter - such a simple gesture and yet you were getting all giddy like a school girl with a crush
“kiss me.” you mumble, bellamy’s lips curl upwards as he leans forward, pressing his lips to yours your hands slide around his neck, fingers playing with the ends of his hair whilst tangling your tongue with his
you let out a soft moan as his hand glides up the side of your thigh, squeezing it softly,
“give me a minute,” you breathed, bellamy laughed against your lips, “sure baby.”
